Since ancient times, there have been 360 lines of open doors and secret doors, and various professions have paid attention to an ancestor, such as Lu Ban is the ancestor of a carpenter, Xuanyuan is the ancestor of a tailor, Confucius is the ancestor of a teacher, and so on.

Since it is the ancestor master, it is the god who appreciates the food, and the patron saint of the disciples and grandchildren, the first thing to do business is to worship the gods and seek the protection of the gods, so that the business can be done smoothly and for a long time, otherwise, sooner or later the game will be finished at a loss.

Mining and digging are partial and unobtrusive professions, but they also have their own ancestral guardian spirits, that is, the god of wells.

Legend has it that there are five rituals of the White Tiger, among which there is the god of wells. At first, the god of the well was really just a god of the well, and the protector was only the craftsman who dug for drinking water, which was very niche, and the incense he enjoyed was extremely limited.

Probably from the Han Dynasty, large-scale well salt excavation became an industry, salt gradually became an indispensable daily necessities, and the era created a large number of craftsmen engaged in the development of salt mines.

The industry develops and grows, it is inappropriate to have no god to protect it, and the backwardness of production technology has caused a large number of mine collapse and permeability accidents, and people die almost every day, so the small number of well gods are regarded as guardian gods by salt mine craftsmen, anyway, they are all digging wells, and they are worshiped sooner or later to ask for psychological comfort.

In the early years, there was no stable form of the god of the well, and the believers who believed in it painted their own portraits according to the appearance they had in mind, and the statues placed on the offering table included men and women, old and young, and even animal figures.

After thousands of years of evolution, the image of the well god gradually solidified, and was cast into the shape of a woman with a hoe by the painters of all dynasties, and finally fixed in the Song Dynasty.

That is, the tattoo on the corpse.

Salt miners and craftsmen, most of them have tattoos on their bodies with the image of the god of the well, the longer they have been in the industry, the more tattoos they have, they believe that as long as the god of the well is tattooed, there is no taboo for the gods to protect the body.

The Assassin was a man with a connection to the salt mines.

Changsun Hong stared at the tattoo for a while, and felt a little disgusting, after all, dead people are not so comfortable, especially the other two corpses on the side that were cut into several pieces, which are especially disgusting.

Regardless of his past or present life, this was the first time that Changsun Hong had seen a corpse that had died unnaturally, and the bloody scene made him pin his head to the side.

The two servants just raised their heads, and when they saw Changsun Hong's reaction, they sneered, thinking that the scholar was so hypocritical, so they deliberately turned the corpse pieces over and made a disgusting sound.

However, at this moment, Yu Hou came out and brought Changsun Hong into the state government hall, so that Changsun Hong was spared the embarrassment of vomiting.

As soon as I stepped on the steps of the lobby, I heard the roar that could shake the huge space inside.

"It's the other way around! It's the other way around! This official is a four-way transfer envoy! I was actually assassinated by a smuggler of salt, is it really going to be reversed?! ”

"Troop transfer, troop transfer! If you don't cut off 800 heads of Qian'er, I'm afraid that the four roads of this Sichuan Gorge will not be able to be suppressed! ”

"Why didn't there be a single one left alive? What do you eat? ”

Changsun Hong only felt that through the wide lobby space, he could feel the spitting stars in his face, and Yu Hou, who led the way, obviously stopped, seemed to take a deep breath, and then continued to walk forward.

In the lobby, a hall full of people in official uniforms knelt on the ground, their black heads pressed against the ground, listening to the lecture of a person jumping on his feet and scolding.

"Rice bucket, rice bucket!" Li Jie's face was bruised, as if he had been injured by hitting some hard object, and when he grinned and scolded, he pulled it and pulled it, and it hurt to look at: "Get out of here, get out!" Solve the case and arrest people within ten days! Ten days! If you can't do it in ten days, you all wait for me to do it! ”

The kneeling people did not dare to come out, so they agreed together, got up as if they had been amnestied, walked a few steps backwards, and rushed out of the door.

"Rice bucket!" Li Jie gasped and sat down in his chair.

"Ambassador Li doesn't have to be angry, Zong Zhizhou has already arranged for someone to investigate this matter, and my people have also followed, and the order to transfer people from Chuzhou and Yizhou has also been on the road, and it will arrive in a few days, and sooner or later there will be an explanation." Ding Pi sat on another chair with a gloomy face, and said in a cold tone.

"Confession?" Li Jie squinted.

"Yes, yes, Lord Li, this matter is in Hezhou, and the lower officials will definitely devote the strength of the whole state to find out about this matter, please rest assured!" Grandmaster Dao sat down with him, when Li Jie was furious just now, he lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound, but at this moment Ding Pi said a word, he dared to echo his statement.

Li Jie's anger had just been vented for a while, although his face was still flushed at this moment, his heart calmed down, he coldly looked at Grandmaster Dao's face and stopped for a while, and saw that the cold sweat on Grandmaster Dao's back broke out for a while.

"Rest assured?" There was mockery and indifference in his tone: "Can I let it go?" Zong Zhizhou, it's not that I look down on you, the Jingshen Gang has been raging in Sichuan for hundreds of years, and you are a small Hezhou, and you can suppress it? ”

"This ......" Grandmaster Dao hesitated, but his hesitant expression was fleeting: "As long as Ambassador Li is here, it is the responsibility of the subordinate officials to guard the land, how can they allow Xiao Xiao to jump off the beam!" ”

"That's a nice thing to say, if you really have that ability, how can this happen today?" Li Jie didn't give the grandmaster any face, and he couldn't speak with a word, and then said jokingly to Ding Pi: "Lord Ding, you transferred people from the system envoy to come over, are you helping or doing you a disservice?" ”

Ding Pi's face darkened, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched: "Master Li, what do you mean by this?" ”

Li Jie snorted, picked up the wet towel sent by the maid from the tray and pressed it on the purple part of his face, frowned in pain and took a breath of cold air: "Go back and ask you Gui Zhizhi." ”

"Lord Li, I almost fell on fire today, and I will protect you when those assassins come up." Ding Pi's tone softened.

"Humph! If this were not the case, I would not have left any of the soldiers in the outside department. Li Jie threw the towel back into the tray: "It's all replaced by my Caosi." ”

When Ding Pi heard this, the color on his face became a little normal, and he didn't speak, but just arched his hand at Li Jie.

The three of them quarreled like a conversation, as if no one was around, and several Yu Hou and maids standing in the lobby were all concerned about their ears and noses, staring at the ground with their heads down, as if there were flowers on the ground.

Changsun Hong stood at the door from afar, and after listening to this, he faintly understood a little in his heart, which seemed to be a bit like Ding Pi, the deputy envoy of the system, was justifying Li Jie and proving his innocence.

Listening to this meaning, it seems that Li Jie thinks that the assassins from the Jingshen Gang have a relationship with the envoys.

And Li Jie did not shy away from suspicion at all, talking openly and unabashedly.

Things are complicated. The eldest grandson Hongxin said.

The conversation between the three of them came to an end at this moment, and Yu Hou, who came in with Changsun Hong, seemed to have recovered from his petrified state, took a step forward, stood in the middle of the hall and bowed his head: "My lord, the eldest Sun Hong of Lianxi Academy has arrived. ”

Among the three sitting adults, Ding Pi and Grandmaster Dao did not react, only Li Jie raised his head, changed his face with a smile, and said, "Call him up." ”

(End of chapter)