I Make History a Myth

　　Li Jufu took out a police card.

　　People like them.

　　There are not many documents on the body, but there are still five or six.

　　And each one is genuine.

　　Check files online.

　　The corresponding file can be found.

　　"Don't be nervous, we came here this time to find out something from you."

　　"Well, I'm not nervous. If there is anything you want to ask, sir, just ask, and I will answer truthfully." Lin Daode was a little nervous.

　　Incessant reflection in mind.

　　What are you doing with yourself?

　　Did the talisman sent to the believers eat dead people, or did some people try to commit suicide after being unsigned by themselves?

　　But not right.

　　The yellow paper I use to draw the characters is food-grade yellow paper.

　　Whether it can be cured is debatable.

　　But if you eat it, it will never kill you.

　　It is even more impossible to commit suicide after the cancellation of the contract.

　　I am a Taoist priest in the scenic spot.

　　There's no need to cheat with tricks like 'you have a bloodbath and you have to rely on me to solve it'.

　　when unsigned.

　　They are all picking up good words.

　　Never say bad words, so as not to disturb the Yaxing of tourists.

　　How can there be tourists who can't think of suicide after unsubscribing themselves?

　　Li Jufu saw his nervousness and asked softly, "Can you draw talismans? The kind with mana."

　　Painter?The one with magic power?

　　Lin Daode was stunned.

　　He thought that these people came to him because he was involved in some bad incident.

　　Unexpectedly, what the other party asked was, 'Can you draw talismans?The kind with mana'

　　He almost thought that he had seen believers who were harmed by feudal superstition.

　　"I will draw talismans."

　　Lin Tao said.

　　Drawing talismans is the basic skill of Taoist priests, and Taoist priests who cannot draw talismans are either Taoist lovers or liars.

　　"As for the talisman with mana."

　　"You two, believe in science."

　　Although I don't know why the police are more superstitious than myself.

　　But he fooled no one dared to fool the police.

　　won't it!

　　Li Jufu and Lin Mingzhen looked at each other, not disappointed.

　　If it were so easy to spot the trail of supernatural power.

　　Nayan Guoguo for more than [-] years.

　　It is not until now that the immortal theory will be confirmed, it is very likely to be true.

　　Li Jufu then asked,

　　"Then do you know that there is a Taoist priest on Maoshan who has magic power?"

　　"I don't know anything else, but there is absolutely no one who has mana on this Maoshan Mountain." Lin Daode said affirmatively.

　　Although Maoshan is collectively referred to.

　　There are many divisions and many factions.

　　For example, he is a recluse.

　　The next door is the Wanju faction.

　　Everyone has nothing to do with each other except for the status of a 'fellow'.

　　But on this Maoshan, everyone relies on tourists to eat.

　　How could he not know the bottom line of his peers.

　　He dared to pack a ticket.

　　On this mountain of Mao, one is counted as one, and they are all mortals like himself.

　　You can let everyone recite the scriptures and pray for blessings, and you can unravel the signs and interpret the dreams.

　　But you let everyone cultivate mana.

　　Sorry, we don't engage in feudal superstition.

　　Li Jufu asked again, "Then do you know Lin Zhiwei?"

　　Lin Zhiwei.

　　It is the Maoshan Taoist priest who banned Bai Zong in the tomb.

　　"Lin Zhiwei, I've heard this name before." Lin Daode said.

　　For an instant.

　　Lin Mingzhen and Li Jufu's eyes lit up. .

Chapter 11

　　Lin Zhiwei.

　　Maoshan Taoist priest.

　　He banned Bai Zong and left a prophecy.

　　This name.

　　It can be said that it is the only clear clue that Yan Guo has in his hands.

　　In order to find Lin Zhiwei.

　　The entire Yan Kingdom mobilized a lot of human and material resources to read and search for historical materials.

　　They started from the history of the Ming Dynasty, looking for traces of Lin Zhiwei.

　　But got nothing.

　　Unexpectedly, here, I found traces of Lin Zhiwei.

　　Li Jufu suppressed his surging mood, took out the recorder, pressed the record button, and said,

　　"Please tell me everything you know about Lin Zhiwei."

　　"Whether it's fact or legend."

　　"Don't miss a single one."

　　Lin Daode was taken aback by the opposite reaction.

　　He looked at the two people who were waiting in front of him, organized the language, and said,

　　"Actually, I heard the name Lin Zhiwei from my teacher Lin Dingxin..."

　　Lin Daode slowly told the story that his teacher Lin Dingxin met Lin Zhiwei, a Taoist from Maoshan who was driving zombies, and talked with him when he was a child.

　　Lin Mingzhen and Li Jufu listened to this story-like thing quietly.

　　I thought about it.

　　It can be seen from Lin Daode's description.

　　Lin Zhiwei is a Taoist priest.

　　lived a long time.

　　Because it was originally discovered that the tomb where Lin Zhiwei sealed off the white zombie was a legacy from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.

　　And according to Lin's description.

　　Lin Zhiwei drove the zombies to Jintanhua on a cloudy day at the end of the Qing Dynasty.

　　There are more than two hundred years in between.

　　In other words.

　　This Taoist priest named Lin Zhiwei.

　　Live at least two hundred years old.

　　Suddenly.

　　The words that Lin Zhiwei said at the same time were in their minds.

　　Those who eat qi will live long life.

　　Those who do not eat will not die.

　　"Are there a group of immortals who eat qi on this Maoshan?"

　　Lin Mingzhen sighed in his heart.