Immortality, Starting from the Side Sect

Changping County, county government.

"What, the whole army was wiped out!"

The county magistrate slipped and fell down on the armchair. He asked absentmindedly: "Doesn't that mean Wang County Lieutenant, Brother Wang, him, him, and Zhenren Ge?"

Liang State also had the method of imperial examination to select officials to serve the royal family and herd the world.

But there is Longhu Mountain above it, and there are monks from all walks of life below it. Although they have power, they are not too much. They are more responsible for supervising the place.

Although the Changping County Magistrate is an outsider, he has a good relationship with the local county magistrates and county lieutenants. He is not corrupt and meddlesome. He lives his own small life and relies mostly on Wang Qingyuan to protect the environment and the people. Nothing major happened in the county, and life was pretty happy.

Nowadays, all the good people in the county government are gone, not to mention the county captain Wang and even the patrol sent by Longhu Mountain. It is no less than a bolt from the blue for him.

Although it won't lead to death, his official career will definitely not be as comfortable as before.

"What do you mean the whole army was wiped out? Am I not still alive?"

Chen Ci's face turned pale, with a hurt look, and he said feebly: "Young Daoist Ge is indeed a master of dragon and tiger. He puts morality first and doesn't tell any lies. The devil in Qingquan Village is really powerful. Killing We were defeated. In the end, Daoyou Ge and the devil died together. I only snatched back some of his relics. Alas, fate has its way. By the way, do you know what the process is like in the court when this kind of thing happens? ?”

The county magistrate moved his mouth, intending to ask something more, but looking at Chen Ci's curious eyes, he immediately swallowed the words.

First of all, the man surnamed Ge does not look like a high-level cultivator who is willing to die together. Not only did he take away tens of thousands of taels of silver when he came to Changping County, but even he, a poor county magistrate, took away two thousand taels. He should be damned. .

Secondly, hey, this Mr. Chen is just what he says. He is just a mortal county magistrate who understands nothing and knows nothing.

"For this kind of thing, the results are compiled into a book and reported to the county, and then the county reports it to the real person in Jiuquan Mountain."

"If the real person from Jiuquan Mountain approves the case file, it will be handed over to Xishan Mansion to send someone to review and close the case. After all, the devil has been eliminated. Even though Zhenren Ge suffered an accident, it cannot be said that someone must be found to take charge of the matter. That would be unnecessary."

"If the master of Jiuquan Mountain does not approve, he will send a high-level Taoist to inspect it. The specific details are not clear to the official."

After a pause, the Changping County Magistrate looked at Chen Ci again, and then continued to ask in a low voice: "Well, Master Chen, what do you think should be the most appropriate way to write this case file?"

"Um?"

Chen Ci's eyes widened and he scolded: "Are you the county magistrate or am I the county magistrate? Of course, write it truthfully to highlight the greatness of Ge Daoyou and the sacrifice of the county government. As for me, it doesn't matter. Just grasp the scale and make a mention. ,Understand?"

"I understand, I understand!"

After all, he has read books. The county magistrate naturally understands the three flavors and the weight of the writings in the case file. He wiped the sweat on his head and asked quietly: "Master Chen, I dare to ask, there is nothing. Is it left behind?"

Chen Ci glanced coldly, and the county magistrate was sweating profusely. He smiled bitterly and said: "Zhenren Chen, although the masters of Longhu Mountain are gods, they are still outsiders. Changping County is too small. No one can stand it after two more visits."

"Just write it truthfully and quickly. I will send it to Xishan Mansion personally later."

Chen Ci stared at this man for a few times, and then slowly ordered: "I have already taken care of all the pensions. You should be able to handle it with your skills, right? I don't want to hear any bad words spread, otherwise... Ha, besides, Call all the people in charge of the Wang family and the Huang family, I'll wait for them here."

After handing several relics and weapons to the Wang family, Chen Ci watched the head of the Wang family suddenly turn pale, waved his hand, and let him go.

He and Wang Qingyuan had a relationship. This Wang County captain originally wanted to secure a future for his children, but just after he got the promise, he was killed by the man named Ge. How could this be reasonable?

What Chen Ci fears most is encountering such an unreasonable disaster.

There is no sense of security at all.

The meaning of spiritual practice, in addition to immortality, also has the aspect of great power and protection.

Not long after, the head of the Huang family also came in.

"The little old man has met Mr. Chen."

The head of the Huang family also looked a little worried. In just a short time, the people in the county who came to the banquet that day had already heard some rumors.

The original dissatisfaction with paying the money has all disappeared.

It’s worth the money!

Chen Ci threw him a bag and said weakly: "This is what your Deacon Lin wants. Weigh it and pay for it. I will go to Xishan Mansion later and it will be of great use."

Huang Defa took the bag, looked through it carefully, quickly tied the bag, and respectfully replied: "Master Chen, please wait a moment, I am in a hurry, I will send you the money later."

"Go down, cough."

Chen Ci covered her mouth and coughed twice before letting him go down.

It seems that the focus of this matter falls on the government office. After the case file is written, and then go to Xishan Mansion to do some things, there is still a chance for it to be settled smoothly.

"What the hell is this? I, a perfect victim, have to wipe the butt of a guy named Ge. This world is so unfriendly to low-level monks like me."

"well"

In just half a day, the county government's case file had been written. At least from Chen Ci's point of view, there was no doubt that the person named Ge died in the line of duty.

As for the fact that he was the only one who returned, it was naturally hidden in the style of Spring and Autumn.

Chen Ci read it twice and felt that it was not bad. He had 30% of the writing power of his previous life, so he put it in his arms. Without even looking back at Sanyin Temple, he mounted his horse and went straight to Fucheng, leaving the county magistrate and others behind in the county government office. Sad.

"Do you think the gift money given to Master Chen in previous years will be a little less?"

The Changping County Magistrate stroked his long beard and suddenly asked.

Two thousand taels of boxing gift money a year is actually not a small amount, but now it seems that I should add more.

"That makes sense."

"Yes, it's a little less."

After a few words, it was such a happy decision that the money for incense sent to Sanyin Temple during the holidays was raised to 5,000 taels of silver. The worst is to find more stalls.

Although it's not much, everyone's thoughts must be seen by Master Chen.

Again, the person who gives it may not benefit from it, but the person who doesn't give it will definitely not get the good fruit to eat. This is how the world is.

The next day, late at night.

Huang Mansion.

Huang Defa walked into the bedroom leisurely, changed his clothes and lay down for a while, but suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the decorations on the desk in his room, and frowned slightly.

There seems to be something wrong with the location.

No one else came into his bedroom. Huang Qingyuan glanced around subconsciously and his heart skipped a beat.

A figure walked out of the shadows, gently touched the palm of his hand, and lit the candle on the table.

The candlelight was dim.

"Master Chen Chen, why are you here, little old man? Didn't you go to Fucheng, but you have something to explain?"

Huang Defa quickly got up and saluted.

"Well, I should be on the way to Fucheng at this time, that's why I show up at your Huang's house."

Chen Ci nodded, said something that seemed contradictory, and said with a slight smile: "I said it was a coincidence. Do you believe it, fellow Daoist Huang?"

"Master Chen is joking."

Huang Defa smiled sarcastically, but his face was full of doubts, and he obviously didn't understand what Chen Ci meant by this trip.

"Right, you don't believe this is a coincidence."

Chen Ci smiled: "Then tell me, why should I believe that these recent things are all coincidences?"

The expression on Chen Ci's face gradually faded, and she asked coldly: "This matter all started from your Huang family and went round and round, but your Huang family seems to be transparent and has the greatest benefit. Is this also a coincidence, huh?"