I have a heavenly book of merit and virtue

Chapter 9 Supervisor Tiansi Feiyuwei

By the time Chen Yan and the sloppy old man hurried back to Shanxi Town, the sky had completely darkened, the sun was setting, and the bright moon was rising into the sky.

On the way back, Chen Yan keenly discovered that although the old man looked old, his physical strength was no worse than that of him who had already had a blood transfusion, and was even better.

As he galloped all the way, Chen Yan himself felt a little heavier in breathing, but the sloppy old man didn't blush or breath. He could even shake his head while drinking, and he didn't show any signs of fatigue.

This made Chen Yan have a deeper impression of the old Taoist priest's strength. Regardless of his identity as a practitioner, judging from his martial arts training alone, he may not be the old Taoist's opponent.

Keeping their footing, the two of them successfully returned to Shanxi Town before the city gate closed.

Looking at the sloppy old man walking in front of him in a drunken state, Chen Yan's eyes showed a hint of contemplation.

He was thinking about what the sloppy old man's purpose was.

Chen Yan never believed that there was no good in the world for no reason.

Even though the old Taoist priest sold him a knife for a hundred coins and a jug of wine, which seemed logical, but in fact it was no different from giving it away for free.

Considering how precious the Yulong Dao is, you can't even buy it for even a hundred taels of gold, let alone a hundred coins.

But the old man just gave it away for free at a price close to cabbage.

Obviously, the old man had other purposes for doing this.

But what the purpose was, Chen Yan didn't know.

The only thing he could know was that the old Taoist priest had no ill intentions towards him.

Otherwise, he would not accept the Fish-Dragon Knife, even if the Fish-Dragon Knife was extremely precious.

"Could it be that the original owner is his long-lost biological son?"

Chen Yan couldn't help but start thinking wildly, and the way he looked at the sloppy old man began to look strange.

The old Taoist felt uncomfortable for a while because of Chen Yan's strange eyes. He couldn't help but pick up the wine gourd and tapped Chen Yan's head, cursing:
  "What do you think, kid? Why are you so close? I'm not your grandfather. Go ahead."

Chen Yan glanced sideways at the old man, too lazy to care. Just as he was about to cross, suddenly, a cry came from the front:
  "Master Liu! Master Liu!"

Chen Yan looked up and saw in front of the street, a fat figure wearing a fat official robe, sweating profusely, trotting towards him. Beside the fat figure, there were more than a dozen head-hunting guards around to maintain order. Uncle Zhao Zhao Gang was among them.

This fat man Chen Yan is no stranger, or in other words, the people of Shanxi Town are no strangers. He is the county magistrate of Shanxi Town, Wu Yongwu, the magistrate of Shanxi Town, who is more than ten thousand people in Shanxi Town.

I saw the Wu County Grand Master trotting profusely with sweat. Because he was too fat and had poor balance, Zhao Gang and another head catcher had to carefully support him.

Trotting up to the sloppy old man, Magistrate Wu said with a fat face full of complaints and aggrievedness:

"Since Lord Liu has arrived at Shanxi Town, why don't you go to Shanxi County Office? It's easy to find him by calling the official."

"Haha, I know the wine bug in my stomach is greedy, don't blame me, don't blame me..."

The sloppy old Taoist had a sly look on his face and laughed.

On the other side, Chen Yan quietly pulled Zhao Gang to the side and asked in a low voice:

"Uncle Zhao, what is the origin of this old... Mr. Liu?"

Chen Yan originally wanted to say that he was a wise man, but when he saw the county magistrate in person, he changed his mind and called him "sir."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gang secretly glanced at Lao Dao, then bent down and whispered:
  "Have Xiao Yan ever heard of [Jian Tiansi]?"

"Jian Tiansi?"

Chen Yan frowned. He read through the original owner's memory and found that he had never heard of these three words.

Seeing that Chen Yan didn't know, Zhao Gang continued:
  "It's not surprising that you haven't heard of it. In fact, Supervisor Tiansi was originally the secret secretary of our dynasty. It was only in recent years that some things gradually surfaced and became known to the world. The so-called Supervisor Tiansi, Supervisor No one in the world dares to disobey..."

Later, Zhao Gang began to explain the origin of Jian Tiansi, and Chen Yan gradually began to have a preliminary understanding of the mysterious official organization of the Wu Dynasty.

To put it bluntly, there is not much difference between Jian Tiansi and the Jin Yiwei of the Ming Dynasty in his previous life.

The only difference is that in addition to supervising all officials and common people, the Supervisor Tiansi also supervises the martial arts masters and... practitioners of the Wu Dynasty.     Yes, a practitioner.

From Zhao Gang's mouth, Chen Yan finally learned the clear information about the cultivator.

In the Wu Dynasty, there were not only practitioners, but also sects specializing in cultivation. Those legends about immortals were actually those monks with powerful cultivation.

At that time, Jian Tiansi was so powerful that he suppressed the thirteen counties of Jiuzhou in the Wu Dynasty, and all the forces from all sides obeyed.

It wasn't until something happened later that Jian Tiansi's power gradually declined, but even so, Jian Tiansi was still the largest violent organization in the Wu Dynasty.

And because all the people in Jian Tiansi wear "gold-woven flying fish suits", the people in Jian Tiansi are also called Feiyuwei.

Among them, the Feiyu Guards can be divided into ordinary Feiyu Guards and Shuizhang Feiyu Guards. There is no doubt that Shizhang Feiyu Guards are all the elites among the Feiyu Guards, and they are all highly capable people.

The sloppy old Taoist, whose full name is Liu Fujing, is a Flying Fish Guard with a Bronze Medal. Although the Flying Fish Guard with a Bronze Medal is only the lowest level among the Feiyu Guards with a Silver Medal, there are also Flying Fish Guards with a Silver Medal and Gold Medal.

But even so, in terms of official position alone, the rank of the Feiyu Guard with the Bronze Badge is one level higher than that of the seventh-grade county magistrate. This is why Wu Yong calls Liu Laodao "sir".

However, Chen Yan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he thought that the sloppy old man had almost used the Feiyu copper medal as a mortgage to buy wine.

The reason why Liu Laodao appeared in Shanxi Town is also very simple. It was during this period that the massacre of families in Shanxi Town increased sharply. However, the detectives could not trace the clues and suspected that it was related to evil ghosts.

So Wu Yong, the magistrate of Shanxi County, reported the matter to the county government of Yiling County, and the Supervisory Tiansi Branch of Yiling County sent Liu Laodao to investigate the matter.

Hearing this, Chen Yan couldn't help but glance at Liu Fujing.

The Flying Fish Guard has always had the right to kill first and then tell later, which means that Liu Laodao has now killed Wu Yong with one sword, saying that he is the source of the evil cholera, and everyone present will not and dare not say anything.

Of course, Supervisor Tiansi will definitely send someone to verify afterwards, but this still cannot conceal the fact that Feiyuwei has great power. It is no wonder that Wu Yong is cautious and respectful to Liu Laodao.

As if sensing Chen Yan's gaze, Liu Laodao glanced at Chen Yan triumphantly, and then said to Wu Yong:

"Okay, after a day's journey, I'm tired, Old Tao, but I can prepare food and pay homage to the Temple of the Five Internal Organs."

"Yes! Yes! The banquet has been prepared for a long time. Mr. Liu, please come with me."

Wu Yong nodded repeatedly and led Liu Laodao towards the county government office. Zhao Gang wanted to guard Wu Yong, so after telling Chen Yan to be careful recently, he also followed him away.

As Wu Yong and others left, the empty streets gradually returned to noisy.

Chen Yan stood there, looking at the backs of Liu Laodao and others leaving, his eyes looking thoughtful.

Judging from Liu Laodao's tone, it seemed that the real culprit of several massacres in Shanxi Town was not the skinned puppet, but someone else, and it was most likely a practitioner who practiced evil magic.

When he thought that there was an evil cultivator like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, Chen Yan suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

After all, the skinned puppet died in his hands, and Chen Yan couldn't hide even if he wanted to.

It is the most foolish thing to place hope on the kindness of the enemy. Who knows if this evil cultivator has already targeted him?
  "no!"

"One level of qi and blood is not enough! Far from enough! At least two or even three levels of qi and blood are needed before I can barely protect myself..."

"At the same time, it is best to obtain the method of cultivation. Although it is not clear whether a Qi-blood martial artist is stronger or weaker than a practitioner, mastering spells and having cultivation skills are always beneficial and harmless."

"But in the final analysis, these must have merit. Without enough merit, everything is empty talk."

Thinking of this, Chen Yan's eyes became more profound:

"Since you can gain merit by killing skinned puppets, there is no doubt that you can gain merit by killing demons and evil spirits. In this way, can you also gain merit by acting chivalrously, helping the poor and eradicating evil?"

Evil ghosts are hard to find for Chen Yan for a while, but there are a lot of villains and scoundrels in Shanxi Town. Can you gain merit by dealing with these people?

In the past, when he was young and weak, Chen Yan had no choice but now that he is a blood-changing martial artist, Chen Yan thought maybe he could give it a try...

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(End of this chapter)