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Chapter 83: Chapter 83
Zhou Meng quickly said: "Excuse me, Master Immortal."

Hong Yixuan asked: "Who killed the Lord of Pushui Mansion?"

Zhou Meng muttered: "I... I don't know."

Hong Yixuan said coldly: "Since Pushui Mansion Lord was murdered to be punished by evildoers in the Goddess Temple, there have been nine days in which pilgrims have been unable to respond to their prayers. As a blessing in the temple, why did you hide it and not report it?"

Zhou Meng quickly discerned: "Immortal Master Mingjian, there is really a reason for this! On the eve of Pushui Mansion Lord's accident, there was a servant in the temple who stole the Lord's offering! Although I punished the servant immediately, but since then From then on, the Lord of Pushui lost his spiritual response. I just thought that it was the disrespect of the general affairs that offended the Lord, and I just wanted to make up for it as much as I could, and worshiped devoutly so that the Lord could calm his anger, and then everything would be over, who would have thought..."

Before Zhou Meng finished speaking, his tone weakened under Hong Yixuan's cold gaze, and then he kept silent.

Hong Yixuan said: "In that case, I have wronged you!"

Zhou Meng shouted: "Don't dare to say I was wronged, I dare not say I was wronged! As a spiritual blessing, I can't escape the blame for such a big event in the temple! But I didn't know that Pu Pu was wronged until Shen Zhasi came to the door. Master Shuifu was murdered, the cause of his death... I really don't know, if the immortal master wants to find out, he can go to... Shen Zhasi! The immortal master went to find the people of Shen Zhasi, they know more than I do!"

Hong Yixuan glanced at the simple but not bad furnishings in the classroom, and said in a deep voice: "If you wait until the truth comes out and you find out that you have concealed it, your life may not be so easy."

Zhou Meng pressed his dry lips anxiously, but just kept explaining.Hong Yixuan snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Zhou Meng's heart fell to the bottom of the valley, and he froze on the spot. After Hong Yixuan took two steps, he mustered up the courage to call out: "Immortal Master, Immortal Master?" Immortal Master, save me!"

Hong Yixuan had half a foot out of the tower, but he ignored Zhou Meng's words. At this time, the silent Xiangxiong supported Zhou Meng who was already standing unsteadily, and said cautiously: "Immortal master... this person is also It counts as meritorious..."

Hong Yixuan paused and turned around.Sun Zan said to Zhou Meng: "Zhou Lingzhu, don't panic. Of course the immortal master will not leave you behind, but how can a man among immortals be entangled in secular affairs for too long? If Zhou Lingzhu knows anything about the death of the Lord of Pushui, But you must never hide it. Now that the immortal masters of Xiyi Mountain have all gone down, even if there are any evil men, they are far from being the enemy of the immortal masters, Zhou Lingzhu, you have to think clearly."

Although Zhou Meng was flustered, he could vaguely appreciate the fact that Shenzhasi kept secret about the Shennvqiao case, and the immortal master of Xiyi Mountain was so inquisitive.His heart tightened, and he shouted: "Immortal Master Mingjian, I guarantee my life, and I will never hide this matter! Since I was a Shinto errand, I can be said to be conscientious, and I have never rested for a day, and Xiyi Mountain cannot be abandoned. I don't care!"

Hong Yixuan looked at Zhou Meng, and asked after a while: "How long have you been a spiritual blessing?"

Zhou Meng quickly said, "It's been 18 years."

Hong Yixuan nodded, "In 18 years, Yu Dayong Shendao can be regarded as meritorious service. But you should know, how should you be punished for these mistakes you committed?"

As a spiritual blessing of the seventh rank in the divine way of the Dayong Kingdom, Zhou Meng's greatest hope in this life is to accumulate enough merit in the Fujun Temple, so that he may be able to win the opportunity for his descendants to worship at the Xiyi Mountain Gate.But since such a bad case happened in Junmiao of Pushui Mansion that he was in charge of, these thoughts were fleeting like a dream.He murmured: "Cut off the priesthood, exile outside the pass, the best... is just to cultivate the field of kindness at the foot of Mount Xiyi."

Hong Yixuan showed a deliberate expression, "But you also made an unintentional mistake, so punishing you like this is indeed too harsh."

Zhou Meng fell to his knees with a thump, and begged, "I beg the Immortal Master to save me!"

The people of Dayong Kingdom place great importance on integrity. In the old days, when the saint went out to patrol the market, the common people didn't have to kneel to greet him. Zhou Meng, as a spiritual blessing, knelt on both knees, completely letting go of his dignity.

Hong Yixuan shook his head, "How can Xiyi Mountain's sect rules be shaken by you? However, saints make rituals, not rituals and music. Are the gods familiar with it?"

Zhou Meng nodded again and again: "Familiar! I couldn't be more familiar! There are 380 gods and [-] gods in Xuandu, each with their own domain. In the corner, the well water does not interfere with the river water."

Hong Yixuan looked at Sun Zan.Sun Zan understood, and took out a silk picture, "It's been ten years since the last time Xiyi Mountain revealed the world's gods. The immortal master came down this time to rebuild the god picture. Originally, this matter should be done by the Chenghuang Temple. Lingzhu came to do it, but the immortal master is merciful, seeing you in prison..." He looked at Hong Yixuan asking for instructions.

Hong Yixuan nodded, and said lightly: "I'll give you a chance to take the blame and make meritorious deeds."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Zhou Meng agreed or not, he turned and left.But Sun Zan didn't leave, handed the silk picture to Zhou Meng, and said: "I'll send someone to bring the pen and ink right away, Zhou Lingzhu must be careful when writing, this divine picture is going to Daxiyi Mountain, there can be no mistakes . Got it?"

Zhou Meng took the map of the square and looked at it, but he felt vague doubts in his heart.According to the rules, if Xiyi Mountain wants to learn the divine way, the oracle will be issued half a year earlier to inform the world. Why didn't there be any news before this?
It's just that the suspicious mood just floated up, and it was immediately cut off by Zhou Meng. He didn't dare to think about it any more, but just rolled up the silk picture, and said: "Okay!"

……

On the south side of Sanxue Street, on the Diaoxing Building, Li Chan picked up a piece of cold spring bamboo shoots.After eating the spring bamboo shoots, he peeled another peanut, rubbed it with two fingers, untied the purple clothes, and threw it into his mouth.Looking beyond the open window facing the street, he looked at the heavily guarded walls of the Western Capital.

At his feet, Xu Da said in a sharp voice: "I didn't expect that the Fengshui town in this district of Xidu Prefecture also has a lot of knowledge. We tried a few times, but we couldn't sneak in. Bah, if it wasn't for the Taoist priest carrying a flying sword , I don’t want to get too close, how could I be blocked by mere Fengshui towns! But even though we didn’t enter the mansion, we heard from the gatekeepers that the Xiangxiong man and the Taoist priest were probably going to visit the prison and find the Pushui mansion The Ling Zhu in Jun Temple has gone."

Li Chan whispered to herself: "The Jun Temple of Pushui Mansion..."

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that the case of Goddess Empress has something to do with these people!"

Li Chan shook his head, "This person forced Nie Sanlang to draw a divine picture but failed. It must be because of the divine picture that he found this blessing."

"I don't know if there is my name, Mr. Snow Lion, on that picture!"

Li Chan ignored Xu Da, frowning in thought.Since this Taoist is a teacher of Xiyi Mountain, and Xiyi Mountain governs the divine way in the world, and only for a picture of the gods, why would he use such a dirty trick?
He recalled the scene of the Luotou family killing the gods, and the memories floated into the night sky like flying lanterns in the market, overlooking the entire Xuandu City.The majestic wall is like cast iron, and the lights of all houses are brightly lit, but the rising sandalwood smoke quietly eats away at night and dissipates between the incense ash and the cold cauldron.

(End of this chapter)