I have a book of salvation

Dusk hour.

Heavy snowfall.

Carriages drove into Jinling from the city gate.

Even without looking carefully, many ordinary people are very familiar with those chariots.

Look, those two golden-gray horses riding side by side are Lord Zhou Mu’s vehicles!

Also, that dark four-wheeled heavy cavalry, the vehicle of the Supervisor and Commander!

Those black and white single-rider two-wheeled carriages are the vehicles of the six commanders!

…

Carriages carrying bigwigs from various parties in Jinling drove in from outside the city.

Let a lot of people talk about it.

But they didn't expect it at the moment.

The real shock is yet to come.

——After the carriage and a group of officials, officers and soldiers, there were carts with corpses wrapped in white cloth driving into Jinling City in the wind and snow.

One cart, two carts, three carts... carts carrying corpses came one after another, coming in like a steady stream.

I was bored and counted.

There were actually thousands of corpses brought in from outside the city!

Everyone was shocked!

My scalp is numb!

Don't know what happened.

Thousands of corpses?

They couldn't think of any other possibility besides fighting.

But when we walked outside the city, the mountains and rivers were calm, and the beacon smoke was gone. It didn't look like a war!

Just when everyone was puzzled, some of the most senior officials were overheard by others talking.

"What a tragedy! Wuyou Mountain Houtu Temple... what a huge Taoist temple that is! It was wiped out overnight!"

As soon as this news came out, the whole of Jinling was shocked!

The Houtu Temple in Wuyou Mountain was wiped out?

Jinling Taoist Temple is like a starry sky, but the number one among them is familiar to everyone, and can only be counted on two hands!

This Thousand Earth View is one of them.

Most of those who practice thick earth concept practice earth-based classics, and are good at using the power of thick earth to be in harmony with the vast earth.

Among them, most of the Qi Refiners are very good at defense and are famous in the entire Jinling Qi Refining circle.

And because of this, the Qi practitioners of Houtu Temple are in harmony with the earth, so compared with other Taoist temples, they are not completely closed, and they also run some businesses.

For example, the mining, processing, and sale of rare earth minerals near Jinling.

Even when the government sometimes needs rare earth minerals, they will go to Houtuguan to purchase them.

And the rare earth mine is even more incredible.

Let's talk about formations, magic weapons, talismans...these things that are familiar to Qi practitioners, carving formation patterns requires resources like rare earths.

Therefore, Houtu Temple can be ranked among the top ten Taoist temples in Jinling.

The Master of Houtu Monastery is even a powerful energy refiner in the divine realm!

Even for the Jinling government, it is a behemoth that cannot be underestimated!

But today, this extremely huge Houtu Temple is gone?

For a moment, everyone who knew the news felt like they were dreaming.

——Including Zhou Mu and other people who stand at the top of Jinling's power.

An hour later, in the Prefectural Government Office, one of the Jinling bosses looked serious.

From top to bottom, there are Lord Zhou Mu, Supervisor and Inspector, Inspector and Dean, and the other six chiefs.

As for the prison chief, Yang Wei, his face was as dark as water.

——He was the first to discover the fact that Houtu Temple was wiped out.

It is true that when I first knew that Damu Zhenren of Houtu Temple instigated Qiu Zhen and Hu Tian to kill all members of the Zheng family.

Yang Wei was so angry that he was even ready to say, "If Houtu Guan doesn't make friends, then there is no need for Houtu Guan to exist."

But no matter what the final result is, it should and must be handled by him or the government.

After all, Houtu Temple is one of the Taoist temples recognized by the imperial court, and the disciples who go up the mountain are the common people of Daxia.

Even if losing one's head is punishable by death, it should be beheaded by the court.

Not some cats and dogs hiding in the dark!

Moreover, most of these thousands of disciples knew nothing about Master Damu and were simply innocent.

Now it has been wiped out.

Can the Jinling government tolerate it?

So in the end, after a long discussion, many big officials in the Jinling government agreed that there was secretly an existence or group at least in the divine realm that destroyed Houtu Temple and took away all the rare earth resources.

At the same time, Jinling City issued a first-level wanted order for this entity or group, and Wufang City entered a "city ban" state. The sentries were doubled and full-scale investigation was carried out.

Once the murderer is discovered, he will be killed without mercy!

As a result, the Houtu Temple disappeared.

The whole Jinling was trembling with wind.

The Eight Divisions moved together, and people from official families were everywhere walking through the streets.

Under such high pressure, the murderer who massacred everyone in Houtu Temple was not found, but many petty thieves were caught.

at the same time.

Yu Chen didn't know about these changes.

When Zhou Mu and others came back, he was already staring at Wanjialing.

Others are numb.

Really numb.

I originally thought that the information Wan Shenglou said about the old man who was a literary saint was just some details.

Yu Chen didn't hold out much hope that he could get any major news from the intelligence.

——After all, if Wan Shenglou knew about Wen Sheng’s death, the government would definitely know about it too.

But in recent times, except for the funeral of the Japanese literary saint, the government has not taken any action on this matter.

This is a literary saint!

One of the Three Saints of Daxia!

The person at the top of the pyramid!

One sentence is enough to shake Daxia's great existence!

Although he has no official rank, his status is exactly the same as that of the prime minister next to the emperor!

Not to mention that scholars all over the world regard Li Huan, the Literary Saint, as their lifelong belief!

So since the government didn't take any action, Yu Chen could only think that they didn't find any clues.

But after reading the information provided by Wan Shenglou, he discovered it.

——That’s not the case at all!

First of all, it was mentioned in Wanshenglou’s information.

This information is a secret that has been tacitly understood by the senior officials of the imperial court, and is not top-secret information.

Then, he told Yu Chen not to spread the news.

Otherwise, he himself will be the unlucky one.

These few words made Yu Chen stunned for a moment.

Continue scrolling down.

Looking at it, people are dumbfounded.

First of all, Wen Sheng was indeed killed.

And it’s not like the person who does it can’t find anything.

In other words, there is no need to check at all.

——The Jinling Prefectural Shepherd, the top leader of the prefecture, Wu Yong.

Wen Sheng's head was indeed chopped off with a sword, using the Jinling official sword of town.

But Wen Sheng's death was not due to any assassination plot, but...an imperial edict.

Years ago, that was the day before Yu Chen and the others entered the city.

An urgent imperial edict spread from the capital to Jinling.

Wu Yong, the pastor of Jinling Prefecture, knelt down to receive the order.

The imperial edict states that the Lord of Qianshu Mountain, the Dean of Jixia Academy, and the Literary Sage of the Three Sages of Great Xia stole the secret treasure of Great Xia for his own selfish purposes, fled to Jinling, and refused to repent. Wu Yong, the state shepherd, beheaded him for treason and regained the secret treasure.

The moment he received the order, the herdsmen of Jinling Prefecture were stunned.

The father-in-law who delivered the order shouted several times before he woke up.

But on one side is the literary sage respected by thousands of people, and on the other side is the imperial edict that cannot be disobeyed.

What can he do?

Finally that night, after drinking wine, I picked up my sword and walked into the literary saint's room.

There was no resistance, no fighting, not even any movement.

With a slash of the sword, the head fell to the ground.

A generation of literary saints died here.

I heard that Wu Yong, the state pastor, came out crying in the end.

These are the truth behind the death of Wen Sheng.

——Not killed by a traitor, nor assassinated by a villain, but died of the supreme holy will far away in the capital.

As for what the secret treasure mentioned in the imperial edict was, and whether Zhou Mu obtained it from Literary Saint.

Wansheng Tower is unknown.

But what is certain is that this is the whole story of the "Death of the Literary Saint" circulated among the people.

Similarly, because he was afraid of Wen Sheng's influence, if he rashly declared him a "traitor", I'm afraid it would cause shock to the entire Great Xia.

Especially those scholars who are single-minded, they may even directly use the text to confuse the law without saying that it is not certain.

That's why the government deliberately concealed this matter.

Yang Qingfeng, Zhao Rusong and others were of low status and did not know about it. They thought that Wen Sheng was really killed by an adulterer.

The reason why the imperial court has made no move about the death of such a saint is not because they have not found the murderer, but because the imperial court... is the murderer.

After reading the information about Wansheng Tower, Yu Chen sat down on the bed and felt that his mind was extremely confused.

The dignified Literary Sage, one of the Three Sages of Great Xia, suddenly became a traitor and a traitor?

Who wouldn't be confused?

Not to mention Yu Chen, even the old man Literary Saint himself had his eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock.

"Old man, what's going on here?" Yu Chen turned his head and looked at the old man.

The latter was silent for a while, then blurted out the same two words.

"forget."

Yu Chen: "..."

Throwing away the information, he began to prepare the meal.

never mind.

That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

Chopping firewood, washing rice, lighting a fire...

The old man Wen Sheng looked at the busy Yu Chen, came over and asked him: "If I am really a traitor and traitor as the information says, wouldn't you have any reaction at all?"

Yu Chen was busy working on the stove without looking back: "Then what should I do - take you to see the officials? But the officials can't see you either."

"What I'm saying is that if you hang out with me like this, you're not afraid that you'll be regarded as a traitor?" Wen Sheng's voice was calm.

"I'm not doing anything for the court."

Yu Chen stuffed the firewood into the stove and shook his head: "Old man, please understand that you are a dead person, and I work for the dead. When I find out your true last wish, I will judge whether this matter is necessary or not. Do it. If the real you really deserve death, I will send you away myself then - but not now."

Wen Sheng narrowed his eyes: "What if my last wish goes against the court or the law?"

"What does that have to do with us?"

There was a crackling sound, and Yu Chen rubbed the flint.

"There are many criteria for us to judge whether a dead person's last wish is worth fulfilling for him, such as public order and good customs, natural principles and human ethics, and even our mood at the time..."

Wow!

The two flints collided, and sparks shot out, falling on the firewood, crackling and igniting flames.

Burning.

The young tombkeeper finally turned his head, looked at the ghost of Wen Sheng, and shook his head slowly,

"But this does not include laws, courts, imperial edicts, or emperors."

His eyes were calm and clear.

Behind him, wildfire boiled.

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