I didn't intend to be a Fairy

Qingcheng Mountain in Yizhou, Fuqing Palace.

A group of Taoist priests are doing evening classes.

The so-called evening class is nothing more than burning incense to worship the ancestors, worshiping the gods, and reading scriptures.

If it is an ordinary Taoist temple, if there are not many people, you only need to recite the same way as reading a book, while a large temple like Fuqing Palace requires music recitation, that is, playing music while reading, discarding distracting thoughts, and following the rhythm of the music. Rhythm to read, but also required to read well. As for the music, there is a special Taoist troupe in charge. Drums, chimes, bells, clangs, hairpins, bells, and various instruments play long Taoist rhymes.

Fuqing Palace became more and more famous in Qingcheng Mountain. This year, the Taoist temple was expanded, and a few young Taoist boys were recruited from the foot of the mountain. At this time, the old Taoist priests brought the young Taoist priests together for the evening class.

The two Daoist priests Ying Feng Izuyun back then have matured a lot now and have a lot of experience, and they have begun to lead apprentices.

Just listening to the music and chanting in the hall is endless, the aftertaste is long, and the music travels around the mountain.

However, there was a slight clicking sound in the Dao Yun sound.

Many young Taoist priests didn't notice that the Dao music was still playing, and they were still following the Dao music. Only the Taoist priests with Taoism and cultivation realized that something was wrong and looked up.

"Crack..."

I saw a crack suddenly opened on the statue of the head of the Thunder Department on the left side of the altar, followed by a second crack, and a third crack, which was still expanding rapidly.

"Boom..."

The idol was completely split from the right shoulder to the left rib, and fell down suddenly, hitting the altar.

This dropped piece smashed into several pieces.

The rest of the body is still falling apart.

The priests froze on the spot.

The rest of the people also noticed it one after another. The sound of reciting became less and less, and the Taoist music became more and more sparse. As the last bell went out, the hall was almost completely silent. All the Taoists raised their heads and stared at the thunder on the altar. The statue of the head of the Ministry is torn apart, and it is not known what happened.

After a while, a Taoist priest ordered his disciples to inform the temple master, and he himself offered incense to the gods and prayed for enlightenment.

"The subjective subject...

"Not good...

"Something went wrong..."

Dao was flustered when he was young, and his voice was heard high and low in several courtyards of the Taoist temple. If there were any pilgrims staying in the temple, they would be terribly frightened.

...

Yinyang Mountain, Lingquan County, Fulong Temple.

There is also a statue of the head of the Thunder Department in the temple, but there has been no incense in front of the statue for a long time.

Not only the head of the Lei Department was neglected, but the other gods were almost clean in front of them. No one burned incense or offered candles, as if the Taoist temple hadn't been opened for a long time.

On a reclining chair in front of the Taoist temple, a figure in a loose robe lay quietly, with gray hair, as if enjoying the time and reminiscing about the past.

"Crack..."

"Boom..."

The statue behind him shattered and scattered on the ground.

The person on the deck chair didn't even look back.

"Plop..."

A pure black starling flapped its wings and landed on the top left side of the reclining chair. It looked back at the altar and looked down at the old man.

"The idol is broken."

His voice sounded like a humble gentleman.

"Um……"

The voice is old and lazy, revealing a kind of calmness towards life and the world.

The starling stopped talking.

...

In Changjing City, news spread like wildfire.

Someone stepped into the Star Observatory and visited the National Teacher at night.

After hearing this, the national teacher narrowed his eyes, pinched his fingers and counted, his expression gradually became dignified over time.

A demon sneaked into the Crane Tower and reported the news.

The big demon who has been keeping an eye on the movement in the north listened, and smiled and said that the head of the Thunder Department should have suffered this disaster long ago, while laughing and said that the northern demon kings have not died yet, but the unworthy gods suffered first. , but after the little demon who reported the news left, only he and his tail were left. The two discussed a few words with each other, and couldn't help sighing and worrying.

Some people also secretly wrote down the news, hoping to tell it to the emperor who longed for the way of immortals and gods tomorrow morning.

The common people are not so concerned about this kind of thing. After all, there are very few people who are still offering incense in the Taoist temple at such a late hour.

...

In the north and south of the Yangtze River, and within the four seas, no matter where, as long as the statues enshrining the head of the Ministry of Lei and the statues with spirits are enshrined, all of them shattered.

I don't know how many Taoists and pilgrims were shocked.

...

In Jingyu County, Hezhou, it was already late at night.

The streets are deserted.

The Taoist was still wearing Taoist robes, and the corners of the clothes were not damaged. He walked slowly, as if nothing had happened just now, followed by a swordsman with a sword and a three-flowered cat walking in small steps.

The sanhuamao sniffs everywhere.

Today, there is one less Lei Gong in Tiangong.

As for the Taoist priests of Xuanlei Temple, no matter how big or small they are, they have all been handed over to Liu Junshou and the county arrester.

Speaking of Song You and Liu Junshou, the intersection is not too much. According to Song You, this Liu Junshou may not be called outstanding ability, but he is not bad. And he dared to make suggestions, but Liu Junshou could listen to him. The combination of the two formed Liu Junshou, whose ability was worthy of Song You's trust. If not, this Pujun would not be able to rule.

As for the real people of Yongyang and the middle-aged Taoist priests of Xuanlei Temple, although Song You didn't know how much evil they had done, but just using living people to refine human puppets could be regarded as a capital crime.

At that time, taking their lives was a quick and easy decision, but after all, it would be better to hand them over to the government for trial. Liu Junshou has said that he has solid evidence and he has the heart to punish them. In addition, he is quite prestigious in Jingyu and Pujun. In the hands of Junshou Liu and the county magistrate.

Daoist Yongyang and others who have Taoism and spells can't cure them, but those who don't have Taoism can always be cured, right?

As for how to explain to the people, how to appease Jing Yumin's hearts, how to sort out the evidence to judge the criminals, and how to distinguish the crimes of many Taoist priests, large and small, all should be the duty and ability of Liu Junshou.

In any case, an explanation is better than no explanation. In any case, the crime must be separated.

It can't be called giving him political achievements, but it should be like this.

Unless the government here does nothing, is careless and powerless, or accidentally beats all the demons to death, no matter who is the magistrate or the sheriff, they will probably hand over these Taoists to the government.

Gradually, he walked back to the restaurant.

"gentlemen……"

After all, the swordsman couldn't help worrying.

"No problem."

Song You just turned his head to look at him, and he knew what he was thinking, and smiled calmly: "When did you hear that a mortal beheaded a god and was punished by the Heavenly Palace?"

"I've heard a lot..."

"It's just a rumor."

"..."

The swordsman was silent for a while, and said, "Shu is still incompetent and can't help Mr."

"Where is this?" Song You shook his head and smiled, and said as he walked, "Everyone in the world has their own strengths, and you have helped a lot. Besides, since you entered Hezhou, your swordsmanship has progressed rapidly. In the legend, there is only a thin line between martial arts and Taoism. If you study with your heart and break this line, you will be extraordinary. If you can really integrate the power of thunder into the way of swordsmanship, although I don’t know the way of swords, I don’t know how to use martial arts to enter Taoism What will happen to the power of the sword and the way of the sword in the future, but if you think about it with the power of the thunder, no matter whether it is a monster, a god, or those iron bumps that are several feet high, if you strike down with a sword, destroy the spirituality, and break all laws."

"Shu knows!"

The swordsman said in a deep voice.

Having traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, he is naturally well-informed. As the pinnacle of martial artist skills in the rivers and lakes, where has he ever lowered his head? It's just that warriors are warriors after all, so it's easy to kill little ghosts and demons, but it's very exhausting to face those great monsters and heavenly officials.

Not only that, facing today's statue of the guardian deity, which is more than one foot high, it is inevitable to feel helpless.

At this time, he had no choice but to step forward and knock on the door of the restaurant.

The guys inside were very scared. They didn't even ask who it was. They didn't know what stories they had heard in the past. When they heard the swordsman's voice, they didn't dare to open the door, fearing that it was a demon in disguise.

He even used the name Liu Junshou in order to scare off the demons.

Song You just thought it was quite interesting——

In the past, he had heard in the stories that a certain official and general was quite famous, and his name alone could scare off ghosts, but apart from Chen Ziyi, this was the first time he had seen an official being used to scare off ghosts. When I thought that this person was my old friend in Yidu, I found it even more interesting.

It wasn't until the swordsman told what steamed buns he had eaten this morning, what dishes he ate last night as a treat for the county guard, and that he went to Xuanlei Temple outside the city to visit the real Yongyang tonight, that he opened the door a little and looked out. go.

"Didn't you lie to me?"

The swordsman held the official lantern up to the height of his face so that he could see it.

"Open the door quickly, don't wait too long."

"Squeak..."

The door of the restaurant opened.

"I'm really sorry. In the past, there used to be ghosts and ghosts tricking people into opening the door at night, killing people. It didn't get better until Liu Junshou came, but we didn't dare to go out easily at night. No one would run outside in the middle of the night Come back, or go to the door at night, naturally no one dares to open the door casually." The clerk quickly explained, "Knowing that the two of you have not come back tonight, and they are distinguished guests of the county guard, the villain dares to come down and ask. Otherwise, if the two of you knock down the door, the villain will never step out of the door."

"I'm afraid that even the quilt has to be covered tightly!"

The swordsman walked in and said casually.

"Exactly."

The man walked ahead with an oil lamp in his hand, and turned around intimately to illuminate them.

The swordsman also carried a lantern and followed behind, stretching out the lantern in his hand so as to illuminate the gentleman in front.

The wooden stairs creaked loudly.

The three-flowered cat half walks and half crawls, which is quite funny.

"Thank you."

Song You thanked him and went back to his room.

Oil lamps were sprinkled all over the room.

Sanhuamao didn't think there was anything, walked into the room staggeringly, bent slightly, jumped on the table, then looked in the direction of Xuanleiguan, as if his eyes could pass through the room, and he still seemed to be right. I can't forget what happened there today.

"I've wronged Mistress Sanhua."

Song You went over and sat down at the table, reached out and stroked Sanhuamao's back, and said, "I never thought that Mistress Sanhua would fight and kill with me..."

"Well?"

Sanhuamao looked at him suspiciously, glanced at him for a few moments, showed thoughtfulness on his face, and then said crisply:

"It's just fighting."

"Yeah?"

"The cat itself wants to be like this. Mistress Sanhua has seen many cats fight with dogs and get killed."

"That's it."

Song You still caressed her.

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