When Zhong Sheng and Bodhidharma stepped into the town, they were greeted by a puff of smoke.

It's not the smoke from cooking, but the burning of debris. The air is filled with oil, smoke, and dust particles suspended in the air, bringing a pungent smell.

Pedestrians on the street whispered to each other and walked quickly in a certain direction.

"What happened?"

Zhong Sheng grabbed a person, who pointed in a certain direction, "It's on fire, and the whole family will be burned to death."

Zhong Sheng followed his finger and looked at it with confidence, feeling an ominous omen rising in his heart.

In that direction, the house of the believer who gave alms yesterday lives there.

"Young man, don't panic, go and have a look."

Bodhidharma noticed that he was anxious and spoke to comfort him.

It is a ruin, with charred earth, rocks and charcoal everywhere, and white smoke is still rising.

What was a three-room tile-roofed house yesterday has now collapsed into rubble and broken bricks.

Where are the people?

Zhong Sheng clenched his fists when he smelled the unique smell of burning human body fat mixed with the burnt smell.

It wasn't an accident, someone set the fire deliberately.

Yesterday, there was a whole family, but why were they all suddenly burned to death and no one escaped?

He thought of the kind-hearted old lady who complained to him about the "evil people", and the whole family was burned to death in a blink of an eye.

What a wicked man, who killed an entire family with a snap of his fingers.

"Master, the matter is unclear. Let's inquire about it privately before making a decision."

Bodhidharma was surprised when he heard this. He thought Zhong Sheng would shout and kill, but he was so calm.

Little did he know that Zhong Sheng deliberately wanted to separate from him so that he could do things more easily.

Next, he traveled around the town, hanging out in the streets, teahouses and restaurants.

The fire last night was the talk of everyone in the town.

The people in the town have fear on their faces, but their words reveal a lot of information.

The identity of the evil person is that he is a child in this town. Whenever the village community holds sacrifices, he supports the child to pray for good weather and the disappearance of diseases.

This jitong is also in his thirties, and his craft is a family tradition. His ancestors have been doing this for generations.

After all, Ji Tong has high requirements for qualifications, word of mouth, and secret inheritance.

The identity of Ji Tong is particularly transcendent. After all, it involves gods, and everyone respects him.

Although the previous generations of jitong also had privileges, they did not go too far after all.

In this generation, the bastards began to ask for more and ask for money by force. The people dared to get angry but did not dare to speak out, and finally indulged the local tyrant. "You idiot, you can earn more than me through hard work."

After asking around, Zhong Sheng found out that Ji Tong distributed protection fees in the town and clearly marked the price.

If a family refused to give, he threatened to sue the gods and stop protecting that family from now on.

A kind-hearted person is most afraid of causing trouble. Even if he smashes pots and sells iron, he still has to pay for it, for fear of offending him.

Not only collecting money, but also the drama of seizing women from the countryside is not new.

If a child sees a girl from a certain family who is a little bit pretty, they will break into the boudoir and molest her under the pretext of worshiping her, in the name of exorcising evil spirits.

The people who suffered a loss did not dare to speak out, which further allowed him to be arrogant.

A few years ago, a family's daughter unexpectedly became pregnant and drowned herself in despair, causing a stir.

But later, the matter was still unresolved.

This year, Ji Tong felt that the entrance was too small, so when it was time to expand, he looked around for a location.

The house where the fire broke out yesterday is at the address he chose for his new home.

People around them didn't dare to cause trouble and moved out one after another, but this family insisted not to move.

After all, it is difficult to leave the ancestral home, and the child is occupying the place without compensation. If the family moves away, they will be regarded as abject poverty.

I still thought about trying to get around and asking respected village elders to persuade me, but I didn’t expect...

Ji Tong’s methods are so ruthless!

"An unknown fire burned the night sky red, and the whole family was in danger."

When a group of idle men said this, they shook their heads repeatedly, "Dare to fight with a child? This is the end."

Ji children belong to Wu Nuo and are an important role in folk customs, but now they have become bullies.

The people in the town did not dare to offend him, and eventually allowed a greedy and vicious bully to kill and rob.

Zhong Sheng inquired about the ins and outs of the incident, and when he returned to the ruins, they had almost been cleaned up.

The bodies of several members of the family had been burned to charcoal and were placed next to the ruins covered with cloth.

"Master, I saw clearly last night."

A watchman was trembling with fear and his legs were shaking.

In front of him, several local officials stood, holding swords on their waists and asking questions.

This watchman passed by this house yesterday and heard something.

"Someone set the fire, but it was no one else. It was the man in this family."

The watchman swallowed his saliva and pointed at his eyes, "I have seen it with my own eyes and speak with my conscience. There is absolutely no falsehood."

"Last night, just after the fourth watch and before the fifth watch, I passed by this place and saw that the door was not closed."

"It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and every household is steaming cakes. I thought their families were burning stoves all night long."

"The door is not closed, it is wide open."

"The man in this house is holding an oil lamp, his eyes are closed tightly, and he is mumbling something that cannot be heard."

"Looking at him, he looked like he was still sleeping, but he walked barefoot from inside the house to the outside, lighting the oil lamp on the firewood piled in the corner."

"I was about to call someone to put out the fire, but the person suddenly opened his eyes. Those eyes were so scary and turned gray."

"He pounced on me fiercely, as if he wanted to bite me."

"I was so scared that I ran away in a hurry. In the middle of the night, I saw the fire rising into the sky and the fire was already burning."

The watchman was dejected and said, "Don't blame me, I was also frightened. This man was possessed by an evil spirit and he burned down the house."

The officers looked at each other in shock after hearing this. This is too weird.

But according to what the watchman said, the murderer was a member of his family. There was no perpetrator in this case and the facts of the case were clear.

"Let's go back to the office with us and tell the elder exactly what we just said."

The officers grabbed the watchman and walked away.

The faces of the people in the surrounding towns are getting more and more ugly. What's the matter?

How could a perfectly good living person be possessed by an evil spirit for no reason?

In the town, only Ji Tong has the ability to act like a ghost.

Thinking that this family is unwilling to move and has already caused trouble with Ji Tong, the mastermind behind this incident is about to emerge.

Zhong Sheng took a deep breath, the truth of the matter was revealed, and there was only one question left: where is Ji Tong?

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, our master wants to see where you are."

A few thugs worked diligently to disperse the people on the street, and ushered in a big man with a beard.

The big man had a bun on the back of his head and looked proud. The people he glanced at shrank back like mice.

Ji Tong, this big man is Ji Tong.

"Congratulations, sir, a fire saves the time of demolishing the house."

"This family doesn't know what is good or bad, so they have their own destiny."

A bunch of bastards were saying sarcastic remarks and suddenly screamed twice, their mouths were bleeding and their teeth fell to the ground.

"Who?"

Ji Tong squinted his eyes and focused on Zhong Sheng.

Just now Zhong Sheng kicked away a few stones and smashed the mouths of these scoundrels.

The people around Zhong Sheng moved out of the way like a tide for fear of being affected.

"Monk, are you from another place? Don't you recognize me?"

The boy asked Zhongsheng.
Chapter completed!