Mysterious World Tour

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After drinking a bellyful of cold tea, Tan Mo half-closed his eyes in comfort. If this place wasn’t so unsuitable, he would have dozed off now.

At this time, Master Lianhua stood up and tapped his bald head, “Let’s go, Junior Brother.”

Tan Mo opened his eyes wide, quickly picked up the bamboo box and followed. After a few steps, he remembered that he hadn’t paid for the tea yet. But when he turned around, he saw the constable who had just spoken to Master Lianhua, shouting to the teahouse that Master Lianhua’s tea money would be on his head. But with his bright “official” clothes, how could the teahouse owner dare to take his money?

Not only that, he had to treat them to a good meal.

Looking back, Master Lianhua was still moving. Tan Mo was surprised to catch up with him and couldn't help asking, "Brother Abbot, didn't you promise that constable? Where are you going?"

"Of course, I'm going to find out what murders have happened recently in this area that have alarmed the county government and made those stingy people willing to pay out of their own pockets." Master Lianhua said as he looked ahead.

Tan Mo had a wooden face. He didn't know what the county government Master Lianhua was talking about, so he chose to keep silent.

When Master Lianhua saw Tan Mo like this, he knew that Tan Mo didn't know much, and he wanted to cultivate Tan Mo, so he explained to Tan Mo, "This county government is different today."

Tan Mo nodded. There were many rebel kings in the world, and heroes were fighting for power. In some remote places, the Qing Dynasty had long been rejected. The county government in this place naturally lost its former prestige.

A phoenix without feathers is no better than a chicken.

"In many places, the government offices have been abandoned, and the constables, such as the constables, have naturally lost their iron rice bowls. Do you know why there is still a county government in Ningjia County?" Master Lianhua asked.

The county town to which Luowan Town belongs is Ningjia County.

In addition to Luowan Town, there are four other towns, Qinghua Town, Jing'an Town, Shi Town, and Tengwang Town.

Among them, Luowan Town, Qinghua Town, Jing'an Town, and Shi Town are all towns that have existed in Ningjia County for a long time, and they are considered the four ancient towns. As for Tengwang Town, it has only been built for a few years, but because there is a prince, when he fled, he brought a lot of wealth and population. The town is now extremely prosperous and can be called the first town in Ningjia County.

"Is it because of that prince?" Tan Mo said after thinking about it.

"It's not enough to just have the Prince of Teng." Master Lianhua looked profound, and he shook his head slowly, "The Prince of Teng is not a prince, but just a county prince. He is far from the throne, and his status and position are far from enough. But at the very least, the Prince of Teng is also a prince of the Qing court. He has the status and righteousness, so for the gentry in Ningjia County, it is not a life-saving straw! It is a life-saving elixir!"

Tan Mo shook his head and said directly: "Brother Abbot, I still don't understand."

He is a time traveler, not a native, and many things are very new to him.

"With the status and righteousness of the Prince of Teng, the county government of Ningjia County has the value of continuing to exist. And the county government is still there, so the status of these gentry is naturally still noble, so that other people in Ningjia County dare not have the idea of ​​​​resistance, and can continue to be arrogant and domineering."

Tan Mo understood it now.

"Brother, what you mean is that although they have maintained their identities under the name of King Teng, in the final analysis, they are still in name only. In this case, how could the county government still try the case? And they even offered a reward for the arrest. This case is definitely very strange!"

Master Lianhua nodded, and was very satisfied that Tan Mo had such understanding at his age. He couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart that this white bone heart was indeed a taboo.

Tan Mo didn't know why Master Lianhua looked at him with admiration because he didn't have a deep enough understanding of the system of this place because he was a time traveler.

But since it was a compliment, he had to be humble.

So, Tan Mo had a wooden face, clasped his hands together, and said nothing, as if he was humble.

Then, he saw Master Lianhua stretched out his hand and pushed him as if to say "Go Pikachu", saying: "I noticed just now that the mud on the soles of the shoes of those constables was wet. The weather is hot, and it didn't rain today, so they must have just come from the river."

Tan Mo looked around and saw that there were indeed houses by the river not far away, so he nodded and ran over.

The people living by the river are all fishermen.

But there are not many, only about three families.

At the door of their house, each of them had a black-sailed boat turned upside down, covered with some branches. Two barefoot children saw Tan Mo, and one of them shouted: "Little monk, what are you doing here? If you want to beg for food, go to the inn and teahouse over there. There is no food in my house."

The voice sounded indistinguishable from a man or a woman, but from the other party's dirty little face, it could be vaguely distinguished that it was a girl, so Tan Mo, with a wooden face, corrected it seriously: "That's called Huazhai."

"What is Huazhai?" The little girl blinked her black eyes, as if she heard the word Huazhai for the first time, and asked.

Tan Mo thought about it and felt that if he said it was too profound, he might face a million questions, so he said, "It's just asking you for food."

"Isn't that just begging for food?" The little girl stared at Tan Mo.

Tan Mo: "..."

Isn't begging for food a better way to sound? Don't monks have no shame?

You idiot boy really deserves a beating.

While complaining in his heart, Tan Mo saw the adults of the two children come out, and one of them asked, "What's the matter, little master?"

"Donor, my senior brother is Master Lianhua. He was invited by several detectives to investigate a murder case..." Before Tan Mo finished speaking, the man nodded and said, "Those detectives came to ask if we have salvaged any bodies from the river recently."

The man spoke very quickly and seemed very urgent, so the word order was a bit messy.

Tan Mo put his hands together and had to say, "Can you tell me in detail? I thank you."

The man's face froze, but he nodded quickly and told everything, but he still spoke very quickly.

After listening to him, Tan Mo thanked him again and went to find Master Lianhua.

When he found him, Master Lianhua was meditating under a tree shade.

Tan Mo had a wooden face, wiped the sweat off his face, and then walked over and said, "Brother Abbot, I've found out that those police officers did go there, and asked them if they had salvaged any bodies."

"Tell me about it in detail."

"Yes." Tan Mo told the story again.

Master Lianhua was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The donor lied. They salvaged it, but then they threw it away because they were afraid of trouble."

Tan Mo still had a wooden face. Hearing this, he asked, "Brother, we can ask those police officers directly. Why do we have to find out by ourselves?"

"If not, how can we look like a great monk?" Master Lianhua chuckled. He looked at Tan Mo and said meaningfully, "Brother, you have to remember that this great demeanor is actually all pretended."