"There are people in the fog, they don't obey the king, they are wild and untamable, they are good at raising ghosts and Gu, and they are ruthless and xenophobic."

This is the information about Wuze that Zhao Yingyun saw before coming here, and after coming here, it is indeed the case.

Zhao Yingyun stopped, put one hand behind him, turned around, and said with a faint smile on his face: "I'll take a look." ”

The questioner was a young man, who was in his twenties, with big eyes, high cheekbones on his face, and high hairlines, with a fierce intent.

"Are you here to investigate the cause of the last adult's death?" The young man with a fierce face asked.

"Not really, but how did the last adult die, you know?" Zhao Yingyun stopped, turned his body and asked rhetorically.

"My lord laughed, how would I know?" The young man said, but then changed his words: "It's not ......."

He hesitated, as if he was thinking about whether to continue, but Zhao Yingyun asked, "But what?" ”

"Speaking of which, the adults may not believe it, there was originally a black temple here, and after the lord came, he knocked it down and rebuilt this Chijun temple, and some ignorant people in our county said that it was because the lord angered the black god, so he died."

"The Black Temple? Black God? Zhao Yingyun repeated these two words as if puzzled.

He had understood that the Black Temple here referred to the architectural style, and also to the place where the imps and monsters were buried.

Because ghosts and Gu need to be raised in a dark and confined environment, the sacrificial temples they build are often small and dark.

Black is not the color black, but the temple does not build windows to prevent sunlight from penetrating.

In the black temple, there are often some spiritual positions of 'Yin Ghosts' and 'Gu Monsters'.

"Yes, that lord built the Chijun Temple, and people live here, how can they be harmed by the black temple and the black god, you say yes? My lord! The young man had already entered the courtyard as he spoke.

Zhao Yingyun frowned slightly, and the other party's words were insinuating with a threatening meaning.

"If that's the case, it can only mean that he didn't invite Chijun into the temple." Zhao Yingyun said.

"Your Excellency is wise, it must be so." The youth responded.

Under the gaze of so many people, Zhao Yingyun had no interest in continuing to watch, so he prepared to go out, and those of them happened to block the way out.

Zhao Yingyun walked over, and they didn't get out of the way.

"What, what are you trying to do?" Zhao Yingyun's voice was already a little cold.

The few people who blocked still didn't get out of the way, nor did they make a sound, but looked at the young man with a fierce face, and only heard him say: "Why are you not out of the way, you dare to block the way of the adults, be careful to teach the adults to issue a decree abolishing the Black Temple again!" ”

Those few people immediately got out of the way, and Zhao Yingyun stared at the big-eyed youth, who bloomed with a smile that didn't smile.

Zhao Yingyun didn't laugh, but turned around and left.

"The decree abolishing the Black Temple? Did the former teachings do it? Zhao Yingyun thought about this.

When Zhao Yingyun left, several people immediately surrounded him, and one of them said, "Brother Snake, don't you want to try his skills?" How to let him go. ”

The young man known as Brother Snake reached out and touched his sleeve, and a small snake with a black triangular head came out of his sleeve, and his little tongue probed in the void, and the others couldn't help but retreat a little, as if they were extremely afraid of this little snake.

And the young man named 'Brother Snake' reached out and touched the black snake head wrapped around his wrist, and said: "My iron head was a little uneasy just now, as if he was afraid of something, this person is not smiling like he seems, don't move." ”

"Oh, got it, Brother Snake."

"Brother Snake, got it."

……

Zhao Chengyun went all the way back, he went directly to the yamen, he felt that he should ask what the previous one did and how he died, originally he thought that he didn't need to investigate this, after all, he was from Tiandu Mountain, and he was not responsible for investigating the case.

If you want to check, you should let the Great Zhou court investigate, and there are many monks in the Great Zhou court, so there is no reason to check it yourself.

Now, though, it seems better to ask yourself.

The previous one wanted to invite the gods into the temple, but now it seems that it is not too late.

The county magistrate sat in the back house and looked at the book with a fan, and after seeing Zhao Zhiyun, he immediately shouted: "Zhao Jiaoyu, come on, come on, you taste, this is new tea picked from the tea trees in the backyard of our yamen." ”

"Adults are laid-back." Zhao Yingyun said.

Knowing Zhao Zhiyun's casual words, the other party sighed and said: "This official decree does not go out of the yamen, and when I go out, I am afraid of being tricked, so I can only wander around this yamen all day long, and I don't hide the teachings, and this official has been thinking about cultivation recently......

The teachings should not know that back then, this official was also a ...... who had practiced for a few years."

"If you insist on persisting back then, maybe you can also achieve something, Sect Zhao, you say, is it feasible for this official to resume cultivation at this age?"

Zhao Yingyun looked at the other party's large beard and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and said without changing his face: "It's never too late to practice!" ”

"Really?" Zhu Puyi looked a little unconvinced.

"Of course, even if you can't use magic, you have to be calm and calm, how can it be too late?" Zhao Yingyun said seriously.

Zhu Puyi looked at Zhao Yingyun's young face and sighed: "No wonder Sect Zhao has such cultivation at a young age. ”

When he said this, he changed his words and asked, "I don't know what happened when Sect Zhao came to my yamen?" ”

"I want to ask, how did the last priest die?" Zhao Yingyun asked.

Zhu Puyi's face suddenly became solemn, stood up, and said, "He gave birth to a worm and was eaten by worms. ”

"When I went to see him, he was lying on the bed, crawling with worms, some of which had grown wings and were flying in the air, like big-headed flies, scary, disgusting......"

Zhu Puyi picked up the teapot and poured tea in a big gulp.

The fan in his hand fanned wildly, as if it was hot, as if he wanted to fan away the fear in his heart, and as if he wanted to dispel the flying insects in his memory.