The record in the ancient books was written by the first generation of the temple office of the Mountain Patrol Division.

The time point is about 80 years ago.

That is, the fifteenth and sixteenth year after the end of the Han Barbarian War.

At that time, Liuyang Town had just entered the rising stage, with only more than 100 households.

Chen Che turned the first few pages and skimmed through them.

Translate the content of classical Chinese into modern prophecies that are easy to understand.

"The battle of Xianniang Creek is over, and the Han barbarians shrink and lick their wounds."

"From the area from Evil Yang Mountain to Xiangu Mountain, including the upper and lower reaches of Xianniang Creek, about 100 miles of mountains and forests, uninhabited, it has become a paradise for spirits."

"A large number of spirits gathered and fought each other."

"Among them, a colorful tiger devoured dozens of spirits and transformed into a great demon in the mountains, comparable to the realm of innate martial artists."

"At that time, in Hejian County, the soldiers were heavily injured, and the congenital martial artists were all seriously injured, and they were disarmed and war-weary."

"There is no martial artist in the mountains, and the tiger is called the king."

"Hundreds of miles of mountains and forests, three thousand spirits, all worship him as the king of the mountain."

"The two three-tailed foxes who have transformed into demons are also willing to be gods."

"At that time, the county order of Hejian chose to use the popularity of incense to win over the mountain king, so in the shade of Xiangu Mountain, a temple was established to worship the mountain king......"

This is the origin of the mountain temple.

"Priest, three-tailed fox?"

Chen Che was thoughtful, and had an answer in his heart.

He put down the ancient books and stuffed them back into the shelves, ready to come back tomorrow to peruse them and look for clues.

After all, Song Xuefeng and Wang Baisheng are still waiting at the yamen, how can they patronize and read books by themselves, and let the two internal martial artists wait?

Soon.

So he walked out of the mountain patrol division, and joined the two in front of the yamen.

Song Xuefeng arched his hand and congratulated:

"When it is officially changed to an official status, Brother Chen Che will be able to walk on the street openly and honestly, without the escort of me and Brother Yum, which can be regarded as saving a lot of trouble."

Chen Che also thanked the two for their kindness in escorting him repeatedly, and hugged his fists to thank him.

And at this time.

The mountain people on the street have all heard the bustle of "fugitive slaves in the past, official bodies tonight", and they have already surrounded the yamen into a sea of people.

Among them, there were six or seven matchmakers who hurried over, looking at Chen Che as if they were going to eat Chen Che.

Especially a pot-bellied horse trader who surpassed all matchmakers and grabbed the front row.

"Lord Chen, my daughter is twenty-eight years old, I like young talents like you the most, I am such a daughter, if you want to marry, I will marry a carriage and two horses, how about it? As an official, how can you go out on official business? ”

"Hey, you're so atmospheric, if you don't say anything, you'll need a hundred taels of silver."

"That is, although Lord Chen has a poor background and has been a slave for a few years, his talent and talent cannot be buried, if he is in the bag, sooner or later there will be a sharp edge, if he is not caught home as a son-in-law as soon as possible, in the future, the price will be higher!"

As he spoke, the fat horse merchant casually patted the horses and carriages beside him.

The dowry worth hundreds of taels of silver really scared off a lot of matchmakers.

However.

In the crowd, several swordsmen were not convinced, and shouted:

"Sister Zhao Ru and Brother Che, that is a good marriage sent by God, what do you want your daughter to do?"

"Yes, yes, when I return to Daozhuang, Brother Che is a dignified first-class guest, and there is a car available at any time when I go out, and I still need you to marry you?!"

It was also at this time.

A carriage went on a rampage, crossed the road, and came to the yamen, but what was surprising was that the man who drove the horse was dressed in luxurious brocade clothes.

"Fan Gongzi?"

Chen Che was stunned, raised his head with a surprised face, and looked at Fan Dongliu, the "coachman" holding the reins.

"The new beautiful lady in the hook column is big and round, like the moon in the sky, my son is too hardworking, and he has been in a coma for several ......hours", Fan Dongliu said with excitement and a little self-reproach: "I didn't expect to oversleep and miss such an interesting excitement, it's a pity." ”

said.

Fan Dongliu beckoned and laughed:

"Come up, my son will personally drive for you, and when you return to Daozhuang, you should have a big banquet and celebrate."

Song Xuefeng looked helpless, frowned and said:

"Dongliu, your driving skills are average, you almost hit a passerby just now, if something really happens, Master can't spare you."

Fan Dongliu pursed his lips and casually said a reason:

"Don't worry, my son was once ordered by a blind old man, saying that I am the reincarnation of the car god, and I only hit demons, not people."

The three of them stopped idle, boarded the carriage, and walked away.

And the patrol division.

Li Daoya was alone, sitting upright in front of the case.

Listening to the many movements coming from outside, the originally cold face couldn't help but be slightly moved:

"A thousand dollars buy horse bones."

"A fugitive slave in Zhao Mansion only entered the knife village for more than a month, so he hunted the yellow wolf spirit, got an official body, and gained fame and fortune, if it spreads, I am afraid that the entire Hejian County will be a sensation."

"Those martial artists who are struggling in the rivers and lakes, aren't they seeking fame and fortune?"

…………

Night.

In the backyard of Daozhuang, there are six round tables, a number of wine and meat, and it is very lively.

Dozens of swordsmen raised their glasses in unison, congratulating the Chen Che brothers on their promotion to the ninth rank official, although they are sesame officials, but after all, they are much stronger than domestic slaves, swordsmen, and hunters.

The scene was extremely festive for a while.

Fan Dongliu, who has always been dissolute, is the daughter of Hong, who has been open for 20 years, and personally poured wine for every swordsman present.

Holding the two young swordsmen in his arms, he smiled proudly:

"Everyone says that this son is incompetent."

"But...... This son, but he's just too lazy to take care of mundane affairs. ”

"As soon as I made a slight move, I recruited a first-class guest for the village, and the mountain patrol department tried the small flag officer."

The two young swordsmen glanced at each other, and they both smiled and agreed:

"Childe has a unique vision and can recognize talents~"

Fan Dongliu smiled, in fact, he forcibly accepted Chen Che at the beginning, on the one hand, because he took a fancy to Soushan's talent, and on the other hand, it was just a temper with Song Xuefeng, who often opposed him, and even his old father, Fan Lie.

Even he himself never thought that he could casually recruit a potential stock, and in just over a month, he could hunt the yellow wolf spirit and be promoted to an official status.

I've really picked up a treasure~

Come to think of this.

Fan Dongliu limped to Wang Baisheng's dining table and asked:

"You arranged a medicated bath for Brother Che tonight?"

"Yes, tonight I arranged a medicated bath of five taels of silver to wash the bone marrow and soak it for five days in a row", Wang Baisheng was a little puzzled how Fan Dongliu could care about this matter, and frowned: "Fan Gongzi, is there something wrong?" ”

"Gotta add money!"

"It's only five taels of silver, just like that, who is enough to bubble it, let the Zhao Mansion next door see it, and think that our knife village has no money!"

Fan Dongliu clapped his palms, instructed the little servant to take out thirty-five taels of silver from the private treasury, handed it to Wang Baisheng, and said loudly:

"Twenty taels a day, according to the highest specification, it will be completed in three days!"

Wait until the feast is over.

Chen Che walked back home, looking at the many precious medicinal materials floating on the hot water in the big wooden barrel, and was stunned for a while.

Taking such expensive medicinal materials and refining my bone marrow is too extravagant, isn't it?