The cloudless sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the lead-like dark clouds pressed down, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the heavy clouds rumbled like a chariot running over the sky, and the wind suddenly rose, and the whirling wind swept the ground and stirred up a cloud of dust.

"It's going to rain?!"

"The weather in Wancheng always changes!"

The people squinted their eyes as the wind swept up the dust, some people pressed down on their heads and hats, and the small traders and villagers hurriedly packed up the goods they were selling.

Only Mu Wu raised her head slightly, looking at the heavy clouds.

Her eyes were distant, pious and clear, and a string of intricate scriptures came out of her mouth, and the crisp sound was like the ringing of a temple bell, washing her soul.

Lightning struck her head, and a silver glow illuminated her delicate features, adding a touch of sacredness.

Most of the people of Daqin believe in Buddhism, and the people of Wancheng are no exception, and almost every household has a Buddhist shrine.

Hearing the scriptures recited by Mu Wu, the people stopped what they were doing, and the people and ladies who were in a hurry to go home also stopped.

They looked at Mu Wu quietly, and there seemed to be a layer of luminous light on her body accompanied by lightning, blocking the flying dust.

"Inner Family Exercises?!"

Liu Saburo smiled dumbly, and his clear eyes flashed with admiration, the young Mu Wu was able to achieve internal strength and external strength, and was no longer weaker than ordinary martial arts masters.

Internal strength is not easy to cultivate, most of them are stored in the dantian, only in critical crisis moments will be used, internal strength is to use a little, a little less, once the internal strength is emptied, the heavy will affect Shouyuan, and the light will be cultivated in bed for several days.

Seeing that most of the people bowed their heads reverently, Liu Saburo fell into deep thought.

"Slow ......"

Mu Yun closed his eyes, his body trembled violently, a trace of blood gushed out of the corner of his mouth, and slowly, Mu Yun knelt down, put his hands on his chest, and recited the scriptures in a girlish and solemn voice.

The Sutra of Death?!

Liu Saburo's eyes lit up, no, Mu Wu's next scripture was read as a prayer for transcendence...... As Mu Wu poured the sound into the ears of the people around her, the dark clouds above her split a crack, and a ray of sunlight shone down, enveloping Mu Wu's body.

I don't know who shouted, "The light of the Buddha shines, and the Buddha manifests." ”

Inexplicable people thought of their deceased loved ones.

Most of the pious people fell down on their knees and recited familiar scriptures with their daughters, praying for the rest of their departed souls and freedom from deceit, humiliation, poverty, and other sufferings in the afterlife.

Mu Wu kept her head up, as if communicating with the Buddha, not caring at all about the abnormality caused by herself, strings of tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, and she said silently, "Slowly, go well, you will get what you want in the next life, otherwise, heaven will not allow it, and the Buddha has no eyes." ’

The entire Wancheng seemed to be shrouded in the Buddha's chant at this moment.

Liu Saburo held the table with both hands, his fingers clasped the corner of the table, his eyes were still gentle and peeping, but he couldn't see through Mu Wu!

"Poof."

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and beads of blood fell to the ground and seeped into the soil.

Liu Saburo's expression darkened.

does not hesitate to use her internal strength, she does not vomit blood, is it reasonable?

However, his heart seemed to be wrapped tightly by a thin thread, and he was suffocated for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

With internal strength to bring the voice into the ears of the people, Mu Wu didn't want to get out of bed again in the past half a month.

"Miss."

"It's okay, it's comfortable to vomit blood."

Mu Wu raised a smile and comforted the fat girl, "You look like a patient?!" ”

The soul has been trapped for ten years, perhaps because she often listens to the monk's chanting, her soul is extremely tenacious, washing away the killing and miserliness on her soul, once she gets serious, the aura of being invaded by Buddhism for ten years seems to be really able to bluff people.

She couldn't do more for Slowly, and let the people around her pray for Slowly's send-off.

The fat girl wiped the tears from her cheeks and said, "I'll make soup for Miss when I go back, you can't help but drink." ”

"Drink, drink, I'll drink everything you do."

Mu Yu obediently agreed.

After reading the scriptures, the people stood up one after another, their hearts seemed to be comforted, and they did not suspect that they were inexplicably bewitched, but only felt that they should go to the temple and light the lantern for their deceased loved ones.

Not far away, there was a sound of gongs, dangdang, officials traveled.

Mu Jin suddenly came to his senses as if he was beaten with chicken blood, Wang Ren's family is dead, Mu Jin can't get out of the relationship, everyone present is a witness!

He must put Mu Wu in prison and fight for his life...... When she begged for mercy and admitted her mistakes, he showed mercy to help Mu Wu operate.

The gentleman should not engage in favoritism, even his sister-in-law cannot be acquitted unharmed.

Death is forgivable, but life is unforgivable.

He has a good relationship with the Wancheng county commander, and then let the county magistrate beat Mu Yu first to kill the powerful stick, and then send him away, so as to save Mu Hua from making his parents sad and embarrassing his wife, and the most important thing is that Mu Wu will hinder the reputation of the third sister.

Mu Jin thought of the third sister crying for Mu Wu, and her whole heart hurt like a pinprick.

Wang Ren hugged his wife who slipped off the pillar, and the fat woman had no breath, and her body seemed to be stiff.

However, he was frightened by Mu Wu and didn't dare to have any hatred for Mu Wu.

Steward Wang didn't seem to see the official errand, just hugged the corpse and was stunned.

"Who reported the crime? Tell the life lawsuit?! ”

The leading official was dressed in a soap official uniform, tall and big, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a righteous body.

His surname is Qian, and in private, the people call him dead to ask for money, and they all say that it is a pity for his good looks.

Steward Wang can walk sideways in Wancheng, and he has already secretly asked for money.

Wang Jin motioned to the servants to help him tidy up his appearance, and nodded arrogantly to Qian Guancha: "It was me who reported the case to the Yamen, and you see, the housekeeper of the Yong'an Hou Mansion was strangled to death in public." ”

Qian Guan almost changed his majesty, and squeezed out a somewhat flattering smile on his face, "Oh, this is not ...... The eldest young master of the Treasure Pavilion, no, no, it's Wang Juren, why did you condescend to come to Wancheng? Two days ago, I heard the county lord talk about you, why don't you go to the county government to sit down? ”

A faction is flattering and diligent.

Wang Jin, who was hit by Mu Wu, regained a lot of self-confidence, and her handsome face was filled with indisputable grief and indignation, "I really don't have the face to see the senior brother of the county, the person who harmed people's lives is actually ...... It's mine...... Younger sister. ”

Qian Guancha's eyes blinked, why didn't he hear Wang Jin mention that there was a sister living in Wancheng?

Wancheng County Order is attached to Chengmen, and there is a difference between Mu Jin and Mu Jin's students who officially worship Chengmen, he has drunk with Mu Jin, if Mu Jin's sister is in Wancheng, how can the county order not take care of one or two?

"Kong said to be benevolent, Meng said to take righteousness, I can't ignore the law of the society for personal reasons." Mu Jin straightened his chest, suddenly raised two inches, and said in a righteous voice: "Mu Wu, you still don't admit your guilt?!" ”

The official looked in the direction Mu Jin was pointing, and it was a demure girl who was beautiful and vulgar and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

She's a murderer?

Strangling a fat woman?!