Shi Fengchen walked into the room, took out a thick stack of files from the secret compartment in the corner of the closet, hugged him to the desk and began to look through it again.

These dossiers are all about Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu.

Last year, the investigation of the Qing Tiansi was terminated, and these files were stored in the warehouse, where a lot of dust accumulated until he quietly brought them home dozens of days ago.

The dossier was flipped over, and the words and portraits on it were already familiar to him, which were seventy-four lives and countless bloody pictures.

The images flashed before his eyes, then overlapped with those from years ago.

"Can a cultivator kill people at will?"

Shi Fengchen closed the dossier, and after being silent for a while, he said, "I won't let the Qingshan Sect have a second Taiping True Person. ”

He had a very bad opinion of the Qingshan Sect, and a few years ago, he presided over the Qingtian Si Yamen in Nanhe Prefecture, and he saw those disciples of the Two Forgotten Peaks acting, which strengthened this view.

The so-called jealousy and hatred are just cruel and easy to kill, and the style of Qingshan Sect will inevitably raise scourges.

A scourge to the world.

Zhao Layue's cultivation talent, future status, and style of acting made him naturally think of the scourge back then.

So Zhao Layue must die.

He couldn't tell anyone about this matter, because the matter of Taiping Zhenren was the biggest secret in the cultivation world and the biggest stain on the Qingshan Sect.

If he used this reason to say something, everyone would think that he was crazy and would not believe it at all, and the Qingshan Sect would kill him directly.

He originally wanted to meet His Majesty the Emperor and express his worries, but he didn't expect that the concubine Niangniang would never summon him again.

If he can't see His Majesty, what else can he do?

In the past year, he had been thinking about how to kill Zhao Layue, but he couldn't find any way.

Until a few days ago, when he had nothing to do, sorting out the books he had been working on recently, he suddenly found a problem.

The severed pills in the palace are supplied by Qingtianji, and the dosage has decreased a lot these days.

In recent years, His Majesty has favored Hu Guifei alone, and the dosage of Breaking Pills has decreased, and anyone can think of what this means.

Even when he was suspicious, His Majesty didn't think to hide it.

He managed to get in touch with the Prince's Mansion, and the other party was really shocked.

The reaction of the Prince's Mansion made him realize that the Prince and those close ministers around him were really stupid, and they couldn't see that this was His Majesty's temptation.

Of course, such a prince can be used.

With a creak, the courtyard door opened.

Shi Fengchen woke up from his contemplation, put the file back away, and walked out the door.

A young man who looked like a small guy turned around and closed the door, looked at him and said happily, "Master, are you back?"

The young man's legs and feet were a little inconvenient, and he was carrying a basket of vegetables, and it seemed difficult to walk.

Shi Fengchen said: "How many times have I said, don't call me Master. ”

"Okay......" The young man looked at his face and said cautiously, "Master." ”

Shi Fengchen couldn't help but smile.

When the young man saw his smile, he was overjoyed from the bottom of his heart, and his voice was a few points higher, and he said, "I bought fresh cabbage and fried bacon to eat tonight." ”

Shi Fengchen wanted to say that he had already eaten it, but looking at his smile, he just shook his head after all and said, "Make less." ”

......

......

Looking at the thin figure busy by the stove, Shi Fengchen showed a worried look in his eyes.

The child's name was Wang Xiaoming, and he had picked it up from the ruins many years ago.

That year, the Xihai Sword Sect and the two cultivators of the Kunlun Sect made an appointment to fight, and there was a big battle in Funiu Mountain, which ended in a draw.

It is said that the two sides talked happily afterwards, and drank several cups of expensive sparrow tongue tea on the cloud boat, and they actually had the feeling of seeing each other late.

It's just that these two cultivators didn't expect that the aftermath of their Dao battle shook a large area of the mountain wall.

That night, a heavy rain and mudslides rushed out of the mountains and swallowed a village.

Of course, they don't care even if they know.

I don't know how many times this kind of thing has happened in the Chaotian Continent, and the imperial court and the righteous path sect have long had experience.

Qing Tiansi, in a sense, is a yamen that specializes in wiping the buttocks of cultivators.

At that time, Shi Fengchen was still a middle-level official of the Qing Tiansi, and he was a little cold when he looked at the devastation of the mountain, and he couldn't get too angry, because he was really helpless.

Traditionally, the imperial court would compensate the villagers on behalf of both sects, and some magistrates who loved the people would even help them rebuild their houses.

The question is that the whole village is dead, who will pay the money, and who will live in the rebuilt house?

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly a faint cry came from the mud and rocks, and he realized that not everyone was dead.

Shi Fengchen adopted the baby whose leg was broken by a stone, and gave him the most common name in order to let him live in peace.

Since then, Wang Xiaoming has been following him, from Yuzhou to Nanhe Prefecture and then to Chaoge City, doing trivial chores.

Shi Fengchen didn't teach him anything, not even reading and reading.

Now Wang Xiaoming is doing chores in a warehouse of the Qing Tiansi, and he will come back to see him when he is off twice a month.

"Master, the meal is ready. ”

Wang Xiaoming's voice came from the stove room.

Shi Fengchen held a bowl of rice, looked at the tempting plate of fried bacon with white rape on the stove, and said, "Don't spend money arbitrarily in the future." ”

Although his salary is not low, most of it is used elsewhere, and he is very poor, so naturally he can't give Wang Xiaoming any money.

Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "The bacon is given by seventy-two, and it doesn't cost anything." ”

Shi Fengchen knew that the seventy-two he said was one of his co-workers, so he didn't say anything more.

After eating, Wang Xiaoming brought a cup of hot tea and said, "Master, drink tea." ”

Shi Fengchen took the tea and took a sip of it, squinting his eyes.

Tea is a coarse tea that is often drunk at home, but as long as it is hot enough, it is comfortable to drink.

Wang Xiaoming knew that Shi Fengchen was in a very good mood at this time, and asked cautiously, "Master, when can I learn from you?"

Shi Fengchen opened his eyes, looked at him and asked, "Do you really want to learn from me?"

"Yes. ”

Wang Xiaoming's expression was very serious.

Shi Fengchen was silent for a while, and said: "Actually, you don't know, I asked someone to see you when you were a child, your roots are very good, and your cultivation should have a future." ”

Wang Xiaoming suddenly stood up and shouted angrily: "I don't practice! I want to learn from Master you to investigate cases." ”

"What is needed to investigate a case is brains, but in the face of absolute power, conspiracy does not make much sense, and so is wisdom. ”

Shi Fengchen looked into his eyes and said with great seriousness: "We are all facing cultivators, if you want to learn from me to investigate cases, you have to go to cultivation and become stronger than them...... Back then, I worshipped under the Sanqing Sect, and I thought so, but unfortunately my talent was too ordinary, and I couldn't go too far on this road, but you could. ”

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......

Three days later, Zhao Layue went to Mingcui Valley alone.

The name Mingcui Valley is very common, indicating that the scenery is also very ordinary, so ordinary that it is not worthy of being given a special name, and the road into the valley is very steep and difficult to walk, even if it is the most suitable time to step into spring, there are no tourists to see.

No matter how steep and difficult the path is, it is not a problem for the cultivator, so the cultivator can see more scenery than ordinary people, and of course there are occasional dangers.

There is a small stream in Mingcui Valley, and there is a small Taoist temple that has been in disrepair for a long time on the side of the stream.

When she walked into the Taoist temple, she found that this Taoist temple was a circle.

(End of chapter)