Xiaoyin from Xiaoshui Township is named Hou Decai, who is about forty years old. It is said that he has an ancestral family god and relies on the blessing of the family god to solve strange things.

Wang Qilin knew about the case of the water ghost returning to the coffin, and the internal information exchange in Tingtian Prison was very timely.

Compared with the two strange things he experienced, the reincarnation of the Zhong family in Xiamaling and the body-changing of ghosts in the General Mansion, the return of the water ghost to the coffin is not worth mentioning.

There were no twists and turns inside, so Hou De just asked the family god to catch the water ghost, and the matter was over.

The deceased woman's family was very happy. They were originally going to erect a burial tomb, but now at least a whole body can be placed in the ancestral grave.

But the old man who punted the boat was a talented person, and he made such a clear-water case seem strange and mysterious.

The eldest daughter-in-law and the younger daughter-in-law on the boat were shivering.

Because Xu Da was setting the pace, he would sometimes shout and sometimes move closer to others.

The eldest daughter and the younger daughters-in-law were frightened by him.

Wang Qilin looked at the river and pondered. He had heard of some weird things in the village before, but not this many.

Obviously, the impact of the birth of the New Yin Road is gradually emerging.

The ferry boat rode the wind and waves, and the river swayed.

Wang Qilin's shadow swayed in the water.

Gradually, he felt that his shadow became lighter.

And there was a dark shadow under the water that gradually became darker.

It was like the black shadow was sucking his shadow.

Subconsciously, he began to recite the Vajrasattva mantra silently: "Om Panzer Saduo Hum..."

At the same time, the fingers of both hands are rotated, and a set of basic seals begins to be arranged.

He took a closer look and found nothing unusual in the water.

But now that he had used the Linzi mantra, he simply sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat and started practicing.

Addicted to practice, time flies by.

The ferry shook violently and docked.

The eldest daughter-in-law and the younger daughter-in-law hurriedly picked up their luggage and disembarked. Xu Da shouted unwillingly: "Sisters and sisters, I also have a rural rumor, don't you listen? This is true, hey, don't run away, be careful.

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All the women left, and Xu Da turned around in annoyance.

An old man followed him and laughed with him: "Uncle, I'll listen, you can tell me."

"roll!"

Wang Qilin put away his knife and went ashore. There was a mule cart here to send to the county. The price was quite cheap, two copper bahts per seat.

Jixiang County is an old city established during the Sui Dynasty. After nearly a thousand years, it has been battered by wind, rain, slashed by fire, and has now stood taller and more majestic on the earth.

A thick bluestone city wall surrounds the small city. There are four gates around it, namely Donghua Gate, Xihua Gate, Wenqu Gate, and Wuqu Gate. The tallest building in the city is a drum tower. If there is a war, the sound of the drums will be silent.

The obstruction spread throughout the city.

The city wall is majestic and solid. It is built with mountain rocks. The mortar used to build the wall is a mixture of lime, tung oil, glutinous rice juice, etc. The cast is as strong as iron stone, resisting wind, rain erosion and sword attack.

There were four soldiers wearing leather armor on duty at the gate of the city. Since the founding of the New Han Dynasty, the country has been strong, with seas clearing rivers and rivers flowing, so the guards were not very tight. The officers and soldiers took one look at the faces of the villagers and let them in.

When Wang Qilin's car arrived, the guarding officers and soldiers didn't even waste much time. Seeing him and Xu Da's Xuanyi, they immediately let him go.

After entering the city, it became lively. The streets were as old as the city. The bluestones paving the roads were crushed by wheels and then paved with blue bricks. The bricks and stones were not neatly spaced, but they were already very stylish compared to the countryside.

Over the endless years, countless wheels and footsteps have passed over me on the way into the city, leaving some traces.

According to the laws of the New Han Dynasty, no residential buildings were allowed within fifty feet inside or outside the city wall to prevent delays in dispatching troops to the city wall when war broke out.

However, after the founding of the New Han Dynasty, Jixiang County never experienced any wars, so this law was not strictly enforced. A market was opened in the city, including the livestock market, grain market, and meat and vegetable market.

Someone was walking around inside the door carrying sticks stuffed with candied haws, and when they saw a child appearing, they came up and hawked them.

It's a pity that the people are living hard and it's no longer easy to feed a family. Most of them don't have spare money to buy snacks for their children, so there are some children in old clothes gathered at the door, drooling eagerly.

Sugar-coated haws are cheap, one copper baht can buy two.

Xu Da generously threw out five copper bahts. The vendor hurriedly bowed his head and asked, "How many do you want, sir?"

"The children over there, each have one." He pointed at the children.

The hawker had long noticed that there were eight children here. He thought he had taken advantage of Xu Da, so he ran over and divided a stick one by one before leaving.

Xu Da stretched out his hand and picked up three more sticks.

You may make a small profit, but I will never lose money.

Xu Da gave one to Wang Qilin. Wang Qilin saw that there was only some frosting on the candied haws, but no syrup at all. No wonder it was cheap.

Walking further into the county, small residential courtyards appeared on both sides of the road.

This is a place where ordinary people live. The roads are narrow, the houses are small, there are smelly ditches and garbage dumps, and it has a very lively atmosphere.

Several big beggars were chasing a ragged young man. One of them shouted: "Grandson, don't run away!"

"The one who doesn't run is the grandson, and the one who chases me is also the grandson!" the young man retorted.

"See if I don't punch your guts out!"

"You'd better suck it out for me."

Wang Qilin took two steps forward and drew out the demon sword and showed it. The beggars turned around and ran away with pale faces.

The young man was not afraid. He looked at the beggars running away with a surprised expression: "When they chased me just now, they still had some energy left?"

"Of course, I have to save the energy to beat you." Xu laughed.

The young man didn't appreciate it. He tilted his head to look at the two of them, spit, and ran away.

Xu yelled loudly: "This grandson!"

Further towards the center of the county, there are some elegant houses with independent courtyards, and then there are restaurants, restaurants, medical shops and other shops.

Here Wang Qilin saw Yicui Tower, which is famous throughout the county and beyond. Unfortunately, they came too early and the door was closed, so they could only smell the fragrance of powder.

Wang Qilin subconsciously stopped and watched.

Xu Dajian smiled: "Is there a commotion?"

Wang Qilin said seriously: "No, this place is filled with murderous intent and countless innocent souls. It is not a good place."

Across two more streets is the government office. Next to the government office is the post office of Tingtianjian. It has a single door and a single courtyard, and is crowded.

No one wants to have a relationship with Tingtian Prison, so when someone passes by the door, they will walk in a hurry, as if they are running for their lives.

After Wang Qilin walked to the door, he felt that he might have guessed wrong. There was a smell around the post that every man was familiar with but didn't want to smell. He covered his nose and said, "Someone is spraying into the sky inside?"

Xu Dadao: "It's the heather that's blooming, it's April."

The heather tree is considered by Taoists to be the tree with the most yang energy due to its unique floral fragrance. This tree is planted in many places' inns and Taoist temples.

There is a row of heather trees in the yard of the county inn, so the smell in the air is more refreshing this season.

A man in black clothes with gray hair on his temples pushed open the door and smiled when he saw the two of them: "Xu Da, could this little brother be your new brother Xiaoyin Wang of Fulong Township?"

Wang Qilin clasped his fists: "I, Wang Qilin, have met Mr. Hou."

This unassuming-looking man in black clothes was Hou Decai, one of the five small seals in Jixiang County. They had just heard the boatman mention him when they were on the ferry earlier.

Hou Decai didn't look like an official, but more like an old farmer. He smiled, clasped his fists in return and moved out of the way.

But Wang Qilin noticed that the way he glanced at him was a bit strange.

Hou Decai has been in Tingtian Prison for a long time, and he must know the inside story of Xiaoyin's curse.

Wang Qilin's heart moved, and he raised his hands and asked: "Master Hou, I have something to ask..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hou Decai said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I have something else to do, so I can't talk to you now."

Looking at his back, Wang Qilin felt angry and helpless.
Chapter completed!