Chen Xian's smile suddenly froze when Wang Zhixian poured a basin of cold water over him.

As a last resort, I could only test and say:

"Sir Wang, having said that, the human skin case is too strange. Liu Captou and others have been pursuing it for several months, and they have never even seen the murderer. There are rumors that it is caused by evil spirits."

"If this is the case, how can ordinary people like us be the opponent of that evil spirit?"

"The adults in the house will never force others to make things difficult for them, right?"

Wang Zhixian's eyes suddenly became profound, he looked at Chen Xian deeply and said:

"If I remember correctly, Master Chen has been working with me for almost two years?"

"My lord, that is indeed the case."

Chen Xian straightened himself and replied.

He doesn’t understand what Wang Zhixian means?

"Then do you know that when the superiors intervene in things, it is always about the results, not your explanation."

"With more than a dozen lives lying around, those adults will only think that you are incompetent and that evil spirits are just an excuse..."

Wang Zhixian dismissed the sentence, his tone was more solemn and more intriguing than before.

The words fell.

Chen Xian didn’t answer for a long time.

If you think about it for a while, there is only a wry smile on your face.

When he was hesitating about how to settle the case, a government official hurriedly ran out of the door:

"Sir, there is a Taoist priest outside the door, looking for Master Chen!"

"Taoist priest?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhixian was stunned for a moment.

Subconsciously he looked at Chen Xian.

"Lord Wang, I have never interacted with alchemists."

Chen Xian immediately explained.

"Then why did the Taoist priest come to Master Chen?"

Wang Zhixian pondered for a moment and asked.

"They said they need to see the household registration document of the person who reported the crime."

The official replied.

"It's interesting that a Taoist priest doesn't meditate in the mountains, but comes to the county government to ask for these things."

Wang Zhixian was quite curious and asked casually:

"Which case does he want to see?"

"The case of human skin." The official blurted out.

The words fell.

Wang Zhixian and Chen Xian immediately looked at each other.

……

Han Xiangzi stood alone at the yamen gate.

After waiting for more than a cup of tea, I saw the Yamen who had gone in earlier come out.

"Taoist Master, Wang Zhixian invites you!"

The official smiled at Han Xiangzi and said respectfully.

Han Xiangzi did not doubt his presence, nodded slightly, and followed him into the county government office.

"Sir, the Taoist priest has brought you here."

The Yamen led the people to the side hall and reported to Wang Zhixian.

Seeing this, Wang Zhixian waved his hand, and the Yamen official understood and withdrew.

"This is Chen Xian, the chief registrar of Longshan County. This is Mr. Wang Mingyuan, the magistrate of Longshan County. How do you call him?"

As soon as Han Xiangzi entered the hall, Wang Zhixian and Master Chen were sizing him up.

I found that this man was elegant and handsome, and that he was full of pure and healthy aura. The more I looked at him, the more extraordinary he became, and he immediately became polite.

"The poor man's surname is Han."

Han Xiangzi spoke casually.

"It turns out to be Taoist Master Han. I'm glad to meet you."

When Chen Xian heard this, he raised his hands.

He frowned and asked straight to the point:

"I wonder why Daoist Han wants to see the household registration of the person who reported the human skin case?"

"It's not worth mentioning. It's just that I wanted to do some good deeds, so I came here to bother Master Chen."

Qi Changkong's words were mysterious, and Chen Xian and Wang Zhixian looked at each other with suspicion.

"Taoist Master Han, if you have something to say, please speak up."

Wang Zhixian looked directly at him and spoke seriously.

"Left or right is not a big deal, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."

"Pindao found the human skins of the victims in the human skin case, thinking that the deceased was the most important person, so he deliberately sewed those skins back to the deceased, so that the innocent people could die with dignity."

Han Xiangzi replied.

"What?!"

"Did Chief Han find those human skins?"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhixian and Chen Xian suddenly widened their eyes, breathed quickly, and said in shock.

At present, Wang Zhixian and Chen Xian are worried about how to solve the human skin case.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, there was news about human skin.

This is physical evidence!

If you find these, you can also explain to those who have suffered.

"Found it." Han Xiangzi replied.

"So good!"

"Taoist Master Han, you have helped me a lot. I wonder where those human skins are?"

Wang Zhixian clapped his hands and cheered, and most of the depression in his heart that had been in his heart for days was relieved.

"Right here."

Han Xiangzi smiled slightly.

As he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and Wang Zhixian and Chen Xian saw a flash of white light in front of their eyes, and more than twenty human skins appeared on the ground.

Some of these human skins are delicate and smooth, while others are wrinkled and shriveled...

When Wang Zhixian and Chen Xian saw these twenty or so human skins, they felt their stomachs churn and their faces turned pale.

"No... I wonder where Master Han found these human skins. Have you ever seen the murderer?"

Now that the physical evidence has arrived, Wangzhi County naturally wants to catch the murderer and solve the case as soon as possible.

"In the west end of the city, in the old house of the Zhang family, in a locust tree." Han Xiangzi said.

"A locust tree?"

Wang Zhixian and Chen Xian looked at each other.

"Could the murderer be..."

The next moment, the two seemed to guess something, but they always felt it was too absurd and unbelievable.

Finally, he changed his mind and corrected himself:

"Taoist Master Han, it's better not to joke."

Han Xiangzi knew that people who read books never believed in gods, ghosts, immortals and Buddhas.

He looked at the two people from Wang Zhixian and considered for a long time before tentatively speaking.

"Regarding the case of human skin, I think you two have heard about it before. It is rumored that it was done by evil spirits?"

When Magistrate Wang heard this, he immediately waved his hands and said:

"The son is silent and has strange power and chaos."

"I never win my trust when ghosts tell me!"

"Not to mention me, even the famous Mr. Chang Li from Chang'an doesn't believe it!"

"Mr. Changli?"

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi's heart skipped a beat.

Mr. Changli, isn't this his great-uncle Han Yu?

This man was a literary figure sought after by the officials of the Tang Dynasty, a great Confucian of his generation.

Although Han Xiangzi has never been in contact with Han Yu, the host has a big impression of him in his mind.

Han Yu is a model for scholars in the world. He has a great and upright heart, so he naturally does not believe in ghosts, monsters, immortals and Buddhas.

In the future, when Buddhism came to the East to spread the Dharma and the Holy Master wanted to welcome the Buddha's bones, he even wrote an article "On the Table of Buddha's Bones" to criticize this matter.

As a result, he was implicated and was demoted to Chaozhou for a time...

At present, everything seems to be traceable, and there is a certain cause and effect.

But Han Yu had the kindness to raise Han Xiangzi, and he would definitely not stand idly by when that time comes.

As for the future outcome, we can only take it one step at a time.

Back to the topic, Han Xiangzi shook his head helplessly:

"Two gentlemen, let's be honest with each other. The case of human skin is indeed caused by ghosts."

"The twenty or so human skins in front of me were obtained by Pindao after killing the Painted Skin Ghost."

Say it.

Wang Zhixian was stunned for a moment.

"Dao Zhang Han, this..."

He looked at Han Xiangzi with a look of astonishment.

Wang Zhixian has read the books of sages since he was a child and adheres to Confucian etiquette. Although after becoming an official, he inevitably got into the bad habits of officialdom, but he has almost nothing to do with worshiping Buddha and respecting Taoism.

"Taoist Master Han, are there really ghosts in this world?"

When Wangzhi County fell into a state of surprise, Chen Xian kept his doubts.

"Nature exists, not only ghosts, but also immortals and Buddhas. Whether you believe it or not, they all exist."

Han Xiangzi nodded slightly, with a calm expression on his face.

Ever since he came to this world of Xianxia and learned the magic, he has believed this.

"Mr. Ke Changli..."

Wang Zhixian still wants to continue.

But I don’t know how to defend myself.

After all, more than twenty human skins are still on the ground.

Under normal circumstances, Wang Zhixian does not believe that these intact human skins can be cut off with human power without any damage.

Moreover, Capt. Liu from Longshan County is also a well-known martial artist. Even his investigation into this matter has yielded nothing for several months, which is simply unbelievable!

If all this was not caused by ghosts, Wang Zhixian really can’t think of anyone who has such ability?

Furthermore, the Taoist priest Han's robe, which is only a few feet long, can hold more than twenty human skins. It is a wonder to spread the news.
Chapter completed!