The gray-tiled and white-walled government yamen of Shunzi County has two huge red lanterns hanging high on the left and right sides of the eaves. Directly above the gate, there is a black gold gold silk nanmu plaque "Shunzi Mansion".

Hearing that there was a homicide case in Longming Mountain, Wang Zhixian hurriedly ascended to the court to try the case. Arresting and escorting Mo Wuwen, they walked into the yamen, only to see the four big characters "Mirror Hanging" hanging above the lobby. With a snapping sound, Wang Zhixian raised a shocking wooden platform to demonstrate and shouted, "Who is coming!" ”

"Lord Zhixian, we are all merchants from the Western Regions, and we went to Dongming Mountain to buy tea and strayed into Longming Mountain." Mo Wuwen looked up and said.

"You, you're a mage?" Wang Zhixian saw that Mo Wuwen's face suddenly changed greatly, and his tone eased significantly.

Wang Zhixian's voice was silent, there was a sense of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember who it was, but Wang Zhixian called him a mage, which meant that Wang Zhixian should be an acquaintance of him who traveled to the Song Dynasty last time. So Mo Wuwen simply admitted that he was a mage, "Does the magistrate recognize him?" ”

"Master, I'm Wang Gan. Hurry up, hurry up, untie the mages, and you step back for now. Wang Zhixian quickly got up from his chair and commanded the catcher.

"Wang Gan? What about Brother Wang~" Mo Wuwen was also surprised to look at Wang Zhixian, who was a talented person in front of him.

"It's really a mage. The next is Wang Gan, who was able to fund your school with a gold chain ten years ago. Thank you Master for thinking about my father, I'll ask him to come over~" Wang Jian heard Mo Wuwen shout out Brother Wang said with joy.

"There's a chance, Wang Gan. No, no, no, Lord Wang. Li Xiaomai also said with a smile, thinking that they were still the life-savers of the county, and now those mountain people would never embarrass them again.

"Uncle Li, let's call me Wang Gan. Don't see the outside. ”

"Don't, don't, I can't be an uncle."

"Hey, mage, you've been gone for ten years. Why hasn't the appearance changed, what's going on? Wang Jian looked at Mo Wuwen with strange eyes and asked.

"What is the era name now?" Xu Ye wanted to figure out exactly when they had crossed over.

"In the second year of Yuan You, the last time you came, mage, it was the tenth year of the first emperor Xining of the Divine Sect."

"The second year of Yuan You~" Xu Ye couldn't remember what year Yuan You was.

"Brother Xu, it's 1087, and the last time we traveled to it was 1077." Mo Wuwen quietly told Xu Ye.

"Master, you go to the backyard to meet my father. I'll come when I'm done trying the case. Seeing that Mo Wuwen didn't answer why he didn't look old for ten years, maybe there was some reason that could not be said, so he didn't force it anymore, and let Mo Wuwen and them temporarily withdraw from the lobby.

Wang Jian summoned Boss Jiang again, and they asked, "Tell me how Da Lang died." ”

"Know the size of the county. The day before yesterday, there was a fortune teller in the village, saying that he could tell fortune and evil, and Mr. was a little weird, he only cared about eating and drinking during the day, and he had to tell fortunes at night. When the night is dark, the fortune teller lights two torches, he sits behind the torches and looks at people's faces through the torches, and asks people to report their birthdays again, and he will tell you about your past, don't say that it is really accurate. Boss Jiang stopped and looked at the magistrate and wondered if he would be too verbose.

"Go on, go on." Wang Zhen listened attentively.

Boss Jiang continued to reminisce (when it was Xie Dalang's turn to tell fortunes, Mr. looked at him and shook his head and said, "A pile of ashes in front of your door, a gust of wind will blow it, and the good things will not be able to take their turn, and the bad things will be pushed on you." ”

Xie Dalang was in a hurry, so he immediately asked, "Sir, you can be clear~~"

"To be honest, I'm afraid I'll scare you. Life and death are fate, you can eat more if you like to eat, and you can drink more if you like to drink. "The tone of a fortune teller is like that of a dying man.

"It's okay, you say you say!" Xie Dalang hurriedly handed over the broken silver and begged the fortune teller.

"Hey, if you can't get to the Tiangang Pagoda of Longming Mountain before the day after tomorrow, your Yangshou will be over."

"Then I'll go to Tiangang Tower." Xie Dalang immediately stood up and prepared to go out.

"It's useless for you to go to Tiangang Tower now, you must take the first step from the foot of Longming Mountain in the day after tomorrow, and arrive at Tiangang Tower before the end of the day. You'll also have half a Jiazi's longevity. The fortune teller said slowly.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!" Xie Dalang trembled and bowed to the fortune teller to thank him, although it was not difficult to solve the catastrophe according to what the fortune teller said, but Xie Dalang still felt panicked.

Xie Dalang believed what the fortune teller said, but the other villagers didn't think it was true, thinking that the fortune teller was pretending. After Xie Dalang said goodbye to the fortune teller, he walked home in a trance and didn't talk to anyone.

The next day, Xie Dalang locked himself in his house and did not see anyone until the sun was about to set, and someone saw Xie Dalang walking out of the house and becoming crazy, constantly asking every villager he met, "When will Yin Shi arrive, when will Yin Shi arrive?" ”

The villagers saw that Xie Dalang was so afraid that something would happen to him if he went up the mountain alone, so everyone persuaded Xie Dalang to go home, and then they all gathered at the door of his house and waited for Yin Shi to go to Tiangang Pagoda together.

On the fifth watch, the moment when the husband knocked on the change. When the time came, Xie Dalang rushed out of the door and rushed towards Longming Mountain, and the villagers were also in a hurry to follow.

Xie Dalang ran frantically, and when the villagers ran with him to the halfway point of Longming Mountain, they heard Xie Dalang suddenly scream. When the villagers rushed over, they saw Xie Dalang lying in a pool of blood, a stranger squatting next to Xie Dalang with blood on his hands, and others standing around them chattering. The villagers believed that the men were murderers, so they tied them up and took them to the official yamen. ）

"You see those strangers with murder weapons?" Wang Jian asked.

"Nope."

"Wang catches quickly, why did Xie Dalang suffer and die?"

"Your Excellency. After a test, Xie Dalang's external injuries were caused by the landing, not the cause of death. ”

"What was the cause of death?"

"Your Excellency. The cause of Xie Dalang's death is unknown, and his black blood from his mouth seems to be a symptom of poisoning, but he can't find out what poison he died. ”

"That's poisoning to death?"

"Your Excellency. He said that it was like poisoning, and he couldn't be sure. ”

"Then, you all stand down first." Wang Jian waved at Boss Jiang and said.

"My lord, there is something small that I don't know if I should ask?" Waiting for Boss Jiang outside the hall, they hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Wang Zhu, please speak."

"Lord Wang, who were those strangers just now?" Wang Zhuwai saw that the suspect Wang Zhixian was invited to the backyard as a guest, and he really couldn't understand.

"Wang Zhukuai, have you heard the legend of the fierce battle between the mage and the demon in the Heavenly Master's Mansion ten years ago?" Wang Zhuwai is Wang Gan's cronies, but Wang Zhen does not hide the truth.

"They're mages?" Wang Zhukuai was a little unconvinced, how could the mage let the mountain people be easily captured as murderers.

"The mage doesn't want to hurt people, otherwise a few mountain people will catch them." In Wang Gan's young memory, Mo Wuwen was an omnipotent mage.

"My lord, Xie Dalang died of poisoning, and how did Xie Dalang get poisoned when he was locked up at home? Could it be a mage~~" Wang Zhuwai always felt that the mage's dress and behavior were always a little weird.

"Rest assured that the king will never do anything that hurts the heavens and reason. Besides, the Fashi and Xie Dalang have no grievances and no revenge, and there is no reason to kill. By the way, Wang Zhukuai, you go and investigate who Xie Dalang saw yesterday? ”

"I'm going to investigate. However, can the mana of the adult mage help us solve the case? "That is, the magistrate of the county said that it was impossible for the master to kill people, and of course he did not insist on his own point of view.

"Yes, we can ask the mage for help. Go, by the way, is the fortune teller still in the village? ”

"Your Excellency, do you suspect a fortune teller?"

"Don't you think it's a little strange that a fortune teller can calculate so accurately?"

"Your Excellency. It is also normal for a mage to have a spell, and a fortune teller to have the ability to tell divination. ”

"Wang Catch quickly, go early and return early." Wang Jian waved his hand and asked Wang Yu to leave quickly, and then went to the backyard to see the end of the day.

"Gan'er, you see that I am old, and you have grown up, but your opinion of the teachers has not changed at all." Wang Jin sighed when he saw Wang Jian coming.

"Brother Wang, in fact, we are~" If Xu Ye hadn't pulled Li Xiaohe, Li Xiaohe would have almost said that he would have shown his mouth.

"Actually, you are a master of the Tao, and it is normal for your youth to last forever." Wang Jin said with a smile.

"Brother Wang~" Mo Wuwen thought to himself that now Wang Zhen is the county magistrate of Shunzi County, and when they want to return to the world one day, it may not be necessary for Wang Zhen to help, so it is better to tell them the truth. Mo Wuwen looked around and said to Wang Jin, "Actually, this is the third time I have come to Shunzi City. The first time was the fourth year of Yingzong's reign, the second time was the tenth year of Shenzong Xining, and the third time was now~"

"Well, isn't it that the three times the mage, your face hasn't changed?" Wang Jin asked curiously.

"That's when we came from a millennium later." Mo Wuwen didn't know if he could explain to Wang Jin.

"A thousand years from now?" Wang Jin's face was blank.

"We are from a thousand years later, Brother Wang."

"Daddy. In fact, there were people in the Tang Dynasty who came from a thousand years later. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang co-authored "***" predicted many things, which were very accurate, and some people rumored that they were people who came after a thousand years. Regarding Mo Wuwen saying that he was from a thousand years later, Wang Zhen didn't think it was strange.

"And why did the mage come here?" Wang Jin still felt incredible.

"Brother Wang, we came in by mistake. What about the Celestial Master? What's the news. Mo Wuwen was very curious about what happened after the Heavenly Master came out.

"Heavenly Master's Mansion, after you left, a huge explosion suddenly sounded, and the entire Dongmingshan Village shook, and in an instant, the Heavenly Master's Mansion collapsed into piles of ruins, and the Taoist priests were killed and injured, and the Heavenly Master has not been heard from since."

"What about the Heavenly Master's Mansion, has it been rebuilt?" Li Xiaomai couldn't bear the loneliness, so he interjected.

"The Heavenly Master has disappeared and no one will rebuild the Heavenly Master's Mansion, it's so barren."

"What about Daoist Huiqing?" Mo Wuwen remembered that he was in charge of the daily operation of the Celestial Master Fu at that time.

"Some people say that the head of Huiqing is buried in the ruins, and some people say that he has traveled all over the world. However, we had already left Dongming Mountain before the explosion, and thanks to the gold chain given to us by the mage, I exchanged some silver for my children to study. After studying hard and living up to his painstaking efforts, he finally went out of the land, won the champion and was gifted by the emperor as the magistrate of Shunzi County. ”

"Mage, there's something I'd like to ask you about next." Wang Jian stood up and asked Mo Wuwen.