I have a book of salvation

If Tan Shu were replaced by Yu Chen.

If he is not strong enough to protect himself, he may not stand up and reveal the truth immediately. He may try to expose the evil deeds of Mr. Jin who split up the Jin family to the spiritual officials afterwards.

Instead of speaking out for justice like Tan Shu, he would end up miserable.

But even so, Yu Chen didn't think Tan Shu's approach was wrong.

Stick to your heart and stick to justice.

This is the right thing to do.

It was never him who was wrong, it was Mr. Jin and the world.

After hearing this, Tan Shu's ghost raised his head and murmured to himself: "Really... I didn't do anything wrong..."

Yu Chen nodded.

"But...I died...in front of Yunluo Dojo...

If I am not wrong... why will I die... Mr. Jin... but be able to live well...

And...my parents...they will never see me again...they are very old...and suffering...they will be avenged by the Jin family..."

The young ghost was full of helplessness and confusion, and continued to murmur in a low voice.

"You are not wrong, it is him who is wrong." Yu Chen interrupted him, "So, he will suffer retribution."

Tan Shu's ghost was startled, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Looking at him, Yu Chen sighed, and with a move of his hand, he took Tan Shu's ghost into the Traveler's Book.

After collecting the Sutra for Saving People, I returned to the house.

It's late at night.

The late autumn night was bleak and cold, gloomy clouds covered the sky, and thick darkness enveloped the entire Sky Burial Abyss.

Yu Chen entered the room and saw Shi Shi who was practicing meditation. He didn't disturb him. He just took some yellow paper bamboo strips and twirled his fingers to make a paper figurine of his own.

Blow on it.

Immediately, a figure wearing a black and white opera robe and a judge's facial makeup came to life.

Without any more words, the thin paper man turned around and walked into the night, as if blending into the endless darkness.

In a trance, there seemed to be the rhythmic sound of opera singing on the deserted road.

——The moon is dark and the wind is high, the sky is full of murder and arson...

Huaiyu City.

One of the Bafang lower cities in Shangjing, located in the northeast of Shangjing City, is the largest spiritual garment workshop in Shangjing, "Butian Pavilion". Almost 90% of the robes in Shangjing City were originally made by Butian Pavilion.

At the same time, Huaiyu City is also the city that takes on the important task of "clothing" of "food, clothing, housing and transportation" for the entire Yuhua Shangjing.

It occupies a vast area, with one city divided into 300 squares and one square combined with twelve streets. Even counting the permanent population, it exceeds tens of millions. In addition to countless mortals and casual cultivators hanging around at the bottom, it is mainly composed of some sects. Branch dojos and branch sects of some aristocratic families.

These dojos and sects of aristocratic families, under the control of Huaiyu Mansion, almost control the entire Huaiyu City.

The Yunjinfang where Tan Shu lives is an insignificant one among the three hundred in Huaiyu.

The paper man went down the mountain and walked in the dark night, as if he had completely blended in.

Walking through the funeral path, we headed straight towards Huaiyu City.

Unlike Daxia Capital, there is no curfew in Yuhua Shangjing, so after walking out of the mourning path, the sound of people came and went.

Although the spiritual masters of Huaiyu City are not as advanced as those talented people in the main city, they are still spiritual masters after all, and they no longer need to sleep as regularly as ordinary people.

The broad streets and alleys are brightly lit, and practitioners wearing Taoist robes can be seen everywhere, walking together, chatting and laughing.

And probably because of the coexistence of all races, everyone's appearance and costumes are also all kinds of strange.

Yu Chen's judge's attire didn't look eye-catching at all inside.

Although the spiritual masters passing by would take a second look, no one would take a closer look and just pass by.

"Rare earths! The finest rare earths! Rare earths produced in Taixu Mountain! Luminous beads that are indispensable for alchemy, refining, drawing and talisman engraving formations! Come and take a look!"

"Nine-yang grass is for sale! Nine-yang grass that has been passed down for hundreds of years! Come here if you are discerning!"

"One person is needed for the expedition to the Ten Thousand Spider Cave Cave in Jiuxiao Mountain! We require spiritual ministers to practice Taoism. Anyone who is interested can come!"

"..."

Walking through the streets and alleys, Yu Chen mistakenly entered the night market, and Yu Chen heard the constant stream of hawkers, and it was bustling with people.

Except that they are all related to Qi refining and cultivating Taoism, there is not much difference from the night market in Daxia.

Normally, Yu Chen would have wandered around for a while, but now he had something urgent to do, so he walked right through.

According to Tan Shu's revolving lantern, we came all the way to the Jin family mansion.

Apart from the bustling city, the surrounding area was much quieter. Except for the occasional patrolling officer, everything was quiet in all directions.

The Jin family's residence is located on Jin Street, Jinshifang, Huaiyu City. The whole street is owned by the Jin family, so it is named Jin Street.

On weekdays, although this Golden Street belongs to Huaiyu City in name, it belongs to everyone.

But in fact, it has been regarded as the Jin family's territory by default. Except for the Jin family, no one wanders here during the day, let alone this late night when everything is silent.

But tonight, the majestic Golden Street received an uninvited guest.

Yu Chen's paper figures walk in the dark night, their figures flickering as if they have become transparent and no longer visible.

At the entrance of the main house of the Jin family with the statues of two male lions, the two guards were chatting and spanking out of boredom!

What a coincidence, it was exactly what happened today.

"I heard that the young master's horse was killed?" the taller guard asked.

"Yes, Master Ling Li did it, and it is said that the body was not returned in the end." The shorter guard continued, "I heard that the master even scolded the young master because of this incident!"

"Why? Because Heiyun's hooves trampled someone to death? Or because of that dead kid from Yunluo Dojo? No, he hasn't joined Yunluo Dojo yet, but he's just a mortal. The master usually loves the young master the most, how could this happen? Scolding him for such a thing?" Gao Weiwei was puzzled.

"Fortunately, I didn't join Yunluo Dojo, otherwise this would have been troublesome!" The short guard shook his head:

"Although Mr. Chen has done a good job of concealing his murder, as long as the spiritual officials want to investigate, there is nothing they can't find. It's just that the boy has not officially joined Yunluo Dojo, and the other party is not willing to fight with us for a dead man."

"The master is just afraid. He is afraid that the young master will cause such a thing again and give other forces a chance to speak out." The short guard shook his head, "That's why I locked him up in the Yangxin Mansion for a month. According to the character of the young master, it will be difficult..."

The two of them were talking to each other, but they didn't notice at all that the paper man Yu Chen, who was hiding from the world, flew into the Jin family's mansion.

Yu Chen looked around and found that the entire Jinzhai was enveloped in a huge formation.

It's a pity that this formation is average. Yu Chen walked in with the sky-covering formation and did not cause any abnormality at all.

The Jin family's mansion is not small, but since we already know what kind of "heart-nurturing house" Mr. Jin lives in, it is quite easy to find.

In the huge Jin Mansion, Yu Chen felt as if he was in a deserted place, strolling leisurely, and after a while, he stopped in front of a simple courtyard.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there is a sign that reads "Heart-nurturing House".

Before he could enter, a slightly angry voice echoed in the Yangxin Mansion.

"The old man is really getting better and better as he gets older. Am I not doing things properly? What kind of thing has he done to wipe his ass for so many years?"

Immediately, the lights were brightly lit and a pile of delicacies were placed on the table, but the young master in Jinyi at the table was not in the mood to move his chopsticks at all, his brows were furrowed and his face was quite depressed.

"Of course I knew that Tan Shu had not joined Yunluo Dojo, so I asked you to kill him!

My black cloud hoof trampled that dead kid to death. Does it have anything to do with him? Dare to be the first person! Isn’t it just looking for death? It also caused me to lose a horse!

If I had swallowed this breath at that time, I would not have become an inner demon, and my practice would not be smooth in the future! "

Mr. Jinyi said, banging the table.

The old servant in front of him lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

The master is his master, he cannot afford to offend him.

The young master, whom he had watched grow up, did not want to blame him.

What can be done?

Just be a receiving bag and listen to his complaints!

As a result, Mr. Jin became angrier as he spoke, "No! The more I spoke, the more blood rushed to my forehead! I can't get over this!"

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the old servant, "Did Tan Shu bury him? If not, dig him out for me. I will cut him into eight pieces, skin him and cramp him!"

The old servant nodded, "Master, he has been sent to the abyss of heaven."

Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment, with a trace of regret on his face.

Although he didn't know what the problem was in Tianzhongyuan, even his father didn't know the specific situation.

But over the years, I have never heard of anyone who dares to go to Tianzhongyuan to cause trouble.

Just give it up.

But... I'm still angry!

Didn't he just accidentally step on a dead baby?

Wasn't it just to kill Tan Shu, a mortal?

Those are just two cheap lives!

But what he lost was a priceless black cloud hoof, and he still had one month of freedom!

"Old Chen, no, this can't be done."

Mr. Jin rubbed his hair, "I'm so worried about this matter that I can't get over it! By the way! Then Tan Shu has a father and mother, right?"

Suddenly, he looked up, a cruel light flashing in his eyes.

The old servant's eyes widened and he said, "Master, you are now grounded..."

"I know! You don't need to remind me!" Mr. Jin snorted, "But I am grounding you, not you...

Tomorrow, no, just tonight! Go and bring Tan Shu's parents over. I will make them... pay their debts personally! "

Mr. Jin's face was very ferocious, like an evil ghost.

The old servant hesitated for a moment.

Mr. Jin then continued: "What are you afraid of? Those are just two mortals! Yunluo Dojo didn't take action for their damn son, is it possible that they will still protect two old immortals?"

After hearing this, the old servant seemed to be persuaded. After a while, he sighed and nodded gently, "Master... please wait a moment."

Then, he turned around and pushed out the door.

Seeing this, Mr. Jin lowered his eyes.

——Yes, this Huaiyu City, this Yuhua Shangjing, has strict laws, and murder must be punished with life.

But the so-called legal rules are only for those ordinary people or casual practitioners who have no power.

It's too easy for these spiritual families to circumvent the law and kill people.

Not to mention killing two mortals with no background or power?

Mr. Jin glanced at the sky and raised his eyes.

Look at the dark moon and high wind, it is the night of murder.