Walking to the temple door, Han Xiangzi knocked on the door several times, but after waiting for a while, no one responded.

Involuntarily, he swept his consciousness and found that the Tianlu Temple was already empty.

It seems that the three foxes went to the city and never came back to Tianlu Temple.

It was late at night and there was nowhere to go, so Han Xiangzi could only spend the night at Tianlu Temple.

He came to an ancient well and prepared to pick up a bucket of water and wash himself.

As a result, a bucket was thrown down, and no popping sound was heard.

Han Xiangzi was suspicious, so he came to the well, looked down, and found a corpse that was almost soaked to death in the well.

"Heavenly Lord who can save people immeasurably."

Seeing this scene, Han Xiangzi immediately recited a Taoist slogan.

Then, he cast a spell to transport the body up.

The deceased was wearing monk's robes and was approximately sixteen or seventeen years old. Due to the long soaking time, his face was so swollen that it was difficult to identify him.

But the three ring scars on the top of my head are still clearly visible.

In addition, he seemed to have been hit hard on the head, and the blood was purple. It was probably someone who hit him hard from behind.

Based on his characteristics, Han Xiangzi could not guess that he was the young novice monk who died in Tianlu Temple.

After the three foxes killed him, they did not bury him hastily. Instead, they just threw him into the well for fun.

This is a good time, but the water source will be polluted. Han Xiangzi will not have water for a while.

"I wonder if his soul has gone to the underworld?"

Looking at the corpse, Han Xiangzi suddenly frowned.

But after a moment, he laughed at his own stupidity.

When he left, Qizhou City God gave him a talisman edict, and it was he who revealed the murder case in Tianlu Temple.

In this way, the soul of this little novice monk has not yet gone to the underworld, but has been temporarily detained by the city god.

You must know that the city god of a city, in addition to taking charge of the household registration of the living and the dead, and recording the good and evil deeds of the people, also has the responsibility of weeding out evil, subjugating demons, and governing the souls of the dead.

If the soul of this little novice monk goes to the underworld, the city god will have to send ghost soldiers to escort him.

When it reaches the underworld, the little novice’s soul is not going to the Ten Halls of Yama, but to the Yinshan land where Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sits.

"No matter what, let's arrest the little novice's soul first and ask for it."

Thinking about this, Han Xiangzi quickly made a decision.

He offered up the talisman, recited the mantra, and recited the soul-binding incantation.

Not long after, I saw a wandering spirit floating in front of the corpse, looking at Han Xiangzi with some trepidation.

To be precise, this wandering soul is afraid of the talisman in Han Xiangzi's hand.

"Don't be nervous, just answer whatever the poor man asks you."

Han Xiangzi temporarily put the talisman edict into his sleeve, looked at the dead soul of the little novice monk, and said.

After saying that, the wandering soul nodded.

"Are you a monk from Tianlu Temple?" Han Xiangzi asked.

"That's right, little monk." The wandering soul said.

"In this Tianlu Temple, who else is there besides you?"

"And the abbot is evil."

"How did you die?"

"The man who was beaten to death, in the evening, three people came to stay outside the temple."

"First, an old woman knocked on the door. The young monk saw her attractive appearance and refused to agree. Later, a beautiful benefactor was found, who charmed the young monk and the host, so he agreed to let the three of them stay here for the night."<

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"At night, when the young monk was about to go to sleep, the abbot suddenly rushed into the house angrily and wanted to beat me. I was no match for the abbot, so he pushed me to the ground and fainted. As soon as I woke up, someone hit the young monk from behind.

That’s why I lost my life.”

"Are you telling the truth?"

After the little novice monk finished speaking, Han Xiangzi suddenly looked straight at him with a look of deep sorrow on his face.

"Little... the little monk is telling the truth."

The wandering soul suddenly hesitated.

"Hmph! You are a greasy-mouthed little novice. You are still talking nonsense after death. Be careful and you will end up in the tongue-pulling hell in the future. It will be easier for you!"

Han Xiangzi snorted coldly and his face turned cold.

This little novice didn't tell him the truth at all.

Why did the old abbot come to his house and want to beat him without saying a word?

"Little monk, I..."

Hearing this, the wandering soul was stunned.

But when Han Xiangzi mentioned tongue-pulling hell, he immediately shrank back, showing a look of fear.

"You still haven't told me the truth!"

Han Xiangzi knew that he was cowarded, so he took the opportunity to scold him.

"The young monk realized that he was wrong and violated the precepts, so he will be punished for it."

"That night, when the young monk saw that the female benefactor was so beautiful, he couldn't help but have evil thoughts."

"While she was worshiping Buddha and offering incense, I wanted the female benefactor to come to the monk's room and have fun with me on the pretext of giving me some money for sesame oil. However, I didn't expect that the abbot would be the one who came."

"The abbot said that I stole the sesame oil money. The young monk refused to accept it. He usually took it as well, so we got into a fight with him..."

The wandering soul was so frightened that he kowtowed and knelt on the ground, repenting endlessly.

"From a humble perspective, you, a little novice monk, haven't really changed your mind even after your death."

"Did you know that the people who came to stay at Tianlu Temple that day were not anyone at all, but three demon foxes!"

"As for the female benefactor you have never forgotten, she is actually the pink fox among the three demon foxes. The old abbot was also bewitched by her and mistakenly thought you had stolen the sesame oil money, so he attacked you."

Seeing his appearance, Han Xiangzi couldn't help but shook his head, lamenting his insincerity.

"Ah?!"

Hearing this, the wandering soul was shocked and screamed.

He couldn't believe that the beautiful benefactor he was attracted to was transformed into a fox demon?

He was even more frightened when he thought about having sex with him.

"What about the old host?"

After a while, Han Xiangzi inquired with him.

"After the old abbot beat the young monk unconscious, he thought he had accidentally killed someone, so he abandoned the small temple and ran for his life." Wandering Soul said helplessly.

"Well now, you two monks from Tianlu Temple, one died and the other escaped, just in time for the three-headed fox demon dove to occupy the magpie nest."

After hearing this, Han Xiangzi felt that it was a pity.

It also made the wandering soul feel depressed.

Just because of a momentary evil thought, not only did he harm himself, he also gave away the place of residence of Tianlu Temple to others and lost his foundation. This is a real sin.

At that moment, he was so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

"You, a little monk, don't need to be so concerned. Foxes are naturally cunning. If your six roots are not pure, you are destined to suffer such calamity."

"Right now, Pindao has come to Tianlu Temple to investigate the evidence of the three foxes' crimes, so that he can present documents to the heaven to hear them."

"Since you died unjustly at the hands of the Three Foxes, you can also be considered a witness and be of some use."

"You will stay at Tianlu Temple during these days and don't go anywhere. When this matter is over, I will ask the city god here to send you to the land of Yinshan."

Seeing this, Han Xiangzi consoled him.

"Thank you, Taoist Master."

When the wandering soul heard this, he was very grateful and immediately bowed to him.

At this moment, Han Xiangzi could see with his Dharma eyes, a faint golden light lit up on his body, and he looked at himself flying towards him, and finally entered his soul.

"The power to do good?"

Sensing that the lotus seed in his soul had undergone some changes, Han Xiangzi was startled and had an answer.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Tianshang Toad Palace, feeling relaxed.

"This job can be done..."

However, I still have to rest tonight.

The well water in Tianlu Temple could not be used, so Han Xiangzi could only get water from the mountain stream to wash himself.

As for the body of the little novice monk, it cannot be left to dry.

When Buddhist disciples die, most of their bodies will be cremated in the incarnation cellar, leaving ashes and putting them in an altar.

But Tianlu Temple is just a small temple. Not to mention the Nirvana Cell, it doesn’t even have a pagoda.

How to deal with the body of the little novice monk has become a difficult problem.

Han Xiangzi asked him what he thought, and the wandering soul expressed his willingness to have his body cremated.

It's just that I hope that after my soul returns to Yinshan Mountain.

There was no other way, Han Xiangzi could only cast a spell to preserve his body and put it in the temple.

Fortunately, after Sanhu left, Tianlu Temple was almost deserted, and few people come here on weekdays.

Putting the body here won't scare anyone.

And Han Xiangzi spent another night of tossing, and finally was able to sleep peacefully at Tianlu Temple.

……

Qizhou, Governor's Mansion.

On this day, after the governor had finished his breakfast at the weekly banquet, he bent over his desk and reviewed the excerpts very diligently.

This Qizhou is not considered Shangzhou in the Tang Dynasty.

It can only be Zhongzhou.

Therefore, as the governor of Qizhou, he is no more than a fourth-rank official than Yizhou, Yangzhou, Youzhou and other Shangzhou officials.

Zhou Yan is now in his forties and has been in officialdom for more than ten years. To reach his current position, he can be regarded as a high-ranking official in the border area and has a glorious family name.

Just after Chen hour, a servant came in to report:

"Reporting to the Governor, Wu Sima asks for an audience!"

"Wu Sima, what is he here for?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yan frowned, a little confused.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at the servant and asked:

"What gift did Wu Simako bring?"

"Never prepared."

The servant shook his head.

"Ask him to wait in the main hall, and I will arrive shortly."

Knowing that Wu Sima had not prepared any gifts, Governor Zhou just thought that Wu Sima came to him to discuss official matters, so he put down his ink pen and gave instructions.

"Yes, Lord Governor."

The servant responded.

After saying that, he exited the study room.

But he said.

Wu Heng Wu Sima, since he agreed to Hu Meier last time to allocate Dongmo Lane in Fengxiang Mansion to Hu Xiangu to build the Fox Temple, he has been actively planning this matter.

For this reason, he came to the Governor's Mansion today and asked to see Zhou Yan.

For an upright official like Zhou Yan, if he comes to his door with gifts, he will not welcome them.

If not, he will still see you.

Wu Sima has been an official for many years, and some of the officialdom's particularities can be regarded as a clean one.

The servants of the governor's office brought him to the main hall and served him with tea.

This Wu Sima was just about to pick up a cup of tea and moisten his throat.

I saw the governor of Zhou striding in wearing a scarlet robe embroidered with cranes and a gold sword.

Governor Zhou was thin, almost at the age when he knew his destiny, and his hair was gray on his temples, but he had an indescribable elegance about him that made people admire him.

"Your Majesty pays homage to the Governor!"

Seeing Zhou Yan entering the room, Wu Sima immediately stood up and came over to salute.

"Wu Sima, there is no need to be polite."

"You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Why do you come to my official residence today?"

Governor Zhou walked to the main seat and sat down. After looking at Wu Heng, he spoke bluntly.

In Qizhou, it is not uncommon for the governor of Zhou Dynasty to have disagreements with Wu Sima, and officials of all sizes have heard about it.

Therefore, the governor of Zhou does not need to be polite to Wu Sima.

It makes people feel more relaxed if they say whatever they want.

"There is indeed something. I hope the governor will raise his hand."

Wu Heng said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?"

Governor Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Recently, Hu Xiangu is going to build a fox temple in Fengxiang Mansion to save the world and benefit the whole country. However, I heard that the governor has asked people to watch over Dongmo Lane and prevent the construction from starting."

"The lower official is here to persuade the governor to allow the construction of the Fox Temple in Dongmo Lane."

"If the governor agrees to this matter, I will be extremely grateful!"

Wu Heng pondered for a moment and then told Zhou Yan the truth.

"What did I think was going on? It turns out that Wu Sima came here for this matter..."

"Wu Sima should know the origin of Dongmo Lane. It was the former site of Taifu Xie's residence. When Emperor Gaozu visited Qizhou, he came here specifically to pay homage to the legacy of Taifu Xie's former residence. Before leaving, he also told Zuo, who was the governor of Qizhou at the time,

Sir, you must always repair this place."

"Now, only a hundred years have passed, Wu Sima wants to demolish this place in order to build a fox temple. I don't know what his intention is?"

"Could it be that in your eyes, that fairy girl is still greater than the great ancestor?!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yan suddenly smiled, which gave Wu Heng a bad warning sign.

Sure enough, in the last sentence, Governor Zhou changed the topic and his attitude changed drastically. He looked directly at himself and shouted questions again and again.

The next moment, Wu Sima shivered all over!

He thought he could not wear the label of disrespecting the great ancestor. He was so angry that he stood up and asked angrily:

"Master Zhou, what are you talking about?"

"Wu Sima doesn't know what I said?"

"This Dongmo Lane cannot be demolished, and it cannot be demolished!"

Governor Zhou was decisive.

Hearing this, Wu Sima was in a dilemma.

He promised Hu Meier before that he would handle this matter well.

But I didn’t expect that the governor would be so difficult to deal with this week and directly moved out Gaozu!

He didn’t dare to say anything bad about Gaozu!

This time, Wu Heng was originally demoted from the capital. If he is caught again, all his previous efforts may be in vain.

"Mr. Zhou, my words were too extreme before I was dismissed from the official position. I hope the governor will forgive me."

After calming down, Wu Sima quickly apologized to Zhou Yan with a smile.

Faced with Wu Sima's decision to take advantage of the situation, the governor of Zhou Dynasty thought it was normal. His face did not change and he warned:

"Wu Sima, it's better not to mention the matter of Dongmo Lane again, otherwise it will be too late when disaster strikes in the future."

Governor Zhou had heard about the close relationship between Wu Sima and Hu Xiangu.

Although Governor Zhou was a scholar, he still had a sense of awe towards ghosts and gods.

In recent days, the name of Hu Xiangu has been well known in Qizhou.

Many people say that she is the reincarnation of a fairy girl who has been ordered by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady to save the world.

Whether it is true or not, the governor of Zhou Dynasty does not know.

But this Hu Xiangu did do a few good things for Qizhou.

But if this is the case, just because a fox temple is built and Dongmo Lane is allowed to come out, is it too flattering?

As soon as these words came out.

Wu Sima's smile froze and he stayed on the spot.

"Come and see the guests off!"

Seeing this situation, Governor Zhou was unwilling to talk to Wu Sima anymore, so he shouted something and walked out of the main hall.

Not long after, a servant walked in, stretched out his hand to Wu Heng and said:

"Master Wu, please!"

Wu Heng knew that Governor Zhou had issued an order to expel guests, and there was no point in staying any longer, so he could only leave the Governor's Mansion angrily.

What's more, Governor Zhou's last words are worthy of his repeated consideration.
Chapter completed!