Bai Xing tearfully laughed at him and said, "I can't stand walking this for dozens of miles, what revenge do you have? When my father forced me to practice light skills when I was a child, I suffered a lot more than this. Shen Cuttlefish leaned on the edge of the bed and rubbed the soles of his feet, and he accidentally touched the blisters, so painful that he took a sharp breath, and said angrily: "Then you teach me your light skills, so that I can also fly the eaves and walk the wall." ”

"We've laid the foundation since childhood, you, it's too late. Bai Xingtear sat at the table and poured a cup of tea, taking small sips. Pei Jingnian and Mingjue were sitting next to each other, with the crumpled note in front of them, looking at them with blank eyes, but they couldn't see the mystery in it.

"If the death of the old master is in response to the sentence that the king of heaven sees the headless master, then what does the stone Buddha mean by closing his eyes to the suffering of the world?" Pei Jingnian pondered and meditated, but had no clue, this is a headless case at all, whether it is the death of Lord Liu or the death of the old monk, the murderer has not left any traces and clues, and there is no way to find out. Pei Jingnian has been handling cases in the government for many years, and he has never encountered such a difficult case.

Ming Jue then asked: "According to Miss Pei, there is still a place to start this case?" Pei Jingnian pondered for a moment, and then said: "Unless you go to the Zhongtian Mansion to read the relevant case files, you may be able to find out the clues." Other than that, I'm afraid there is no other way. Hearing this, Bai Xing straightened up and said, "Hey, this is easy to do." Wouldn't it be okay for you to pretend to be the chief arrester of Anhuai Mansion again, pretend to be chasing criminals here, go to the Yamen of Zhongtian Mansion, and apply for an investigation into the ins and outs of this matter?"

"That's a good word, just like it was at the inn. Shen cuttlefish also agreed.

But Pei Jingnian shook his head with a wry smile: "It's useless." A post station is a post station. The government is the government office. The government has strict rules and regulations, and each jurisdiction is in charge of any case file in each place, and no one has the right to access the past case files of the state government and the yamen unless it is an investigation of the government. If it is a cross-state government to handle a case in a coordinated manner, it is also necessary to present official documents, which must be stamped with official seals and submitted to the higher authorities for approval, and it is impossible to forge them. Even if it is faked, if it is discovered, it is a mortal sin that will surely die. Therefore, even the governor of Anhuai Mansion does not have this power. ”

"In this case, what should I do......" Everyone fell silent again, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to zero. Shen Cuttlefish saw that the atmosphere was quite tense, so he said: "I heard that the people of Tianfu City in this city are simple, why don't we go to the streets, not only can we relax, maybe, we can also find out some clues." ”

White Star Tears is interested. Pei Jingnian nodded, and also said: "Yes, maybe you can get some clues from the mouths of the people." However, I am afraid that this matter will still rely on the power of the Zhongtian Mansion Yamen in the future, otherwise it will ...... "But the current Yin of the Zhongtian Mansion is clearly a corrupt official who does not distinguish between black and white and disregards human life, he does not want to investigate this case thoroughly at all, otherwise he would have investigated it a long time ago. In any case, he will certainly not help a few of us civilians. Bai Xing said with a solemn face.

Bai Xing's worries were not unreasonable, but Shen Cuttlefish was afraid that he would be depressed all night if he continued to stalemate, so he got up and said, "Let's go, let's go out and relax." Mingjue refused to leave the inn, and only returned to his room to recite sutras and sit in meditation. Shen Cuttlefish didn't care about him, so he took the two girls to the brightly lit street.

The three of them looked east and west, and looked at it with interest for a while. Compared with the night of Zhongtianfu and Anhuai Mansion, although it is a little less lively, there are many more rough and bold truths, simple people, and bold characters. But just as the three of them were having fun, they suddenly saw the people scatter like a tide, and they retreated to both sides of the road, giving way to the wide position in the middle.

Shen Cuttlefish nodded on his toes and tilted his head and said, "What is the situation, could it be that Master Yin of the Mansion has left the mansion?" As soon as the words fell, he was pulled to the side of the road by Pei Jingnian, and Bai Xing had to retreat aside, looking at it with the eager eyes of the people. I saw a noisy sound of gongs and drums not far away, which was extremely harsh and weird, and it made people panic.

"Didn't we catch up with some ceremony in Zhongtianfu?" Shen Cuttlefish muttered again. Pei Jingnian didn't answer, but asked the vendor beside him: "This little brother, we are from a foreign country, I don't know the rules of Zhongtianfu, is there anything big tonight?"

The little brother was also enthusiastic, and when he heard this, he explained: "Oh, you are from a foreign country to play in Zhongtianfu? Today is just in time for the gods to pray for blessings every month, giving me the health of the people of Zhongtianfu, smooth wind and rain, less disasters and fewer difficulties, and more blessings and longevity. "There is such a good thing?" Pei Jingnian squinted his eyes and smiled.

"yes. In the past six months, Zhongtianfu has indeed been smooth, the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there has never been any major case, thanks to Master Fang Tian. The merchant said as he stood on tiptoe at the battle that was slowly approaching. Pei Jingnian muttered in a low voice: "Fang Tianshi......" and asked again, "Little brother, who is this Fang Tianshi? How can he be so powerful, can bless the water and soil of one side, could it be that he has the method of penetrating the heavens and the earth?"

Although the little brother looked straight ahead, he kindly answered for Pei Jingnian: "We don't know who this Heavenly Master's surname is and where he came from, we only know that he was originally a Taoist priest who practiced Taoism, became an immortal, descended to mortal dust, and Puji was born to all people." In the past six months, he has prayed for the blessings of the people, blessed the water and soil, distributed the charm of water, healed the sick and saved people, our people here, we really respect him, all the people admire, no one does not believe. Not only set up a shrine for him, but also often asked him to do things and heal his wounds. He's such a nice guy!"

Pei Jingnian was puzzled, and then asked: "Since he has such magical powers, your people love him so much. Doesn't the government do anything?" It stands to reason that once this so-called organization wins the hearts and minds of the people, it will be a very terrifying thing and will inevitably affect the prestige of the government. Once there are more and more believers in the future, and the people become more and more obedient, even if he wants to rebel, the people will follow him, and then the government will be helpless.

Therefore, in general, when such a large-scale organization appears, the government will come forward to suppress it, so as not to cause trouble. Judging from the situation in Zhongtianfu, I am afraid that this is not an exception.

But the little brother who sold the goods said: "The government, our Lord Chen of the Yamen of the Zhongtian Mansion also believes in Master Fang Tianshi. It was also Lord Chen who called on the people to build a shrine for the Heavenly Master and offer incense. Lord Chen himself often went to the incense, and he also took out his savings and asked the Heavenly Master to pray for the blessings of the people. Lord Chen is really a good official who thinks about the people!"

"In the whole world, there are such characters?" Pei Jingnian couldn't believe it, so he had to think about it in his heart. Suddenly, I heard the little brother shouting: "The Heavenly Master is coming, hurry up and see you!" Pei Jingnian reacted immediately, pretending to kneel, but in fact he only half-squatted down, lowered his head, raised his eyebrows, and secretly watched the battle of the Heavenly Master.

And Shen Cuttlefish was still watching stupidly, and was pressed down by Bai Xing's tears, and the two of them also squatted down with Pei Jingnian and secretly observed. I saw that all the people who were standing on both sides knelt down together, threw themselves to the ground, and shouted in unison: "The Heavenly Master is coming, Taiping Yong'an! The Heavenly Master is coming, Taiping Yong'an! The Heavenly Master is coming, Taiping Yong'an!"

The three of them also pretended to shout casually, but did not make a sound. I saw that the battle was getting closer and closer, and under the light of the moon and the lights, I could see clearly: a dozen strange people wearing pure white masks, wearing blue cloth shirts, and bare feet leading the way, one by one carrying soap flags, holding gongs and drums in their hands, beating wantonly, and the noisy and noisy sound was made by them.

The harsh noise was getting closer and closer, and the people here had long been accustomed to it, but Shen Cuttlefish and Bai Xing couldn't help but cover their ears and scolded in their mouths: "What kind of demon, so noisy." Behind the strange men were eight men dressed in robes, heavily painted with oil paint, covered with yellow paper, on which were painted with all kinds of runes in cinnabar. Eight Taoist priests held swords in their arms and walked slowly in the middle.

At the end of the procession were eight sturdy palanquin bearers, carrying a palanquin. This palanquin is also strange, there is only one base, and a canopy is supported on it, quite like the emperor's patrol battle. Under the canopy, a light gauze brocade is used to make a tent, surrounding the sedan chair on three sides, leaving only the front, so that the people can see the demeanor of the celestial master.

I saw a person sitting on the sedan chair, dressed in a blue and black robe, the robe was embroidered with Qimen gossip, also barefoot, sitting cross-legged, with a red rope tied to his ankles, his hands hidden in the wide sleeved robe, holding the snow-white whisk, and a small incense burner in front of him, burning incense, and the fragrance burst. And the Taoist priest's eyes were slightly closed, his cheekbones were quite high, his eyebrows and eyes were narrow, his white face was long, and his beard dragged all the way to the soles of his feet. Although there is also a bit of the smell of fairy wind bones, it always looks a little uncomfortable, for some reason.

There were also two attendants on either side of the sedan chair. The man on the left was short in stature, looking like a child, about seven or eight years old, dressed in coarse linen clothes and stepping on straw sandals. The smooth head has only a fist-sized bun tied with a bamboo hairpin. His face was painted twice in black oil paint, and he carried a broadsword behind his back.

The man on the right was slender, white and clean, with a goatee on his chin, a black robe, a square scarf on his head, a gossip plate on his back, a scimitar in his hand, and a cloth bag on his side, his face was much calmer than that of the child, but he was not like a Taoist priest, but like a teacher. With light steps, reasonable arms swinging, and a steady breath, he seems to be an expert in both internal and external cultivation.

When Pei Jingnian saw this person for the first time, he felt a sense of oppression, worried, and silent.