Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The story of the Yuanjiang County government office redressing the grievances of ghosts late at night soon spread throughout Yuanjiang County.

After this incident, the name of Mr. Qingtian, the magistrate of Lin County, became loud and clear in the county. But at the same time, Yi Shuyuan also became a strange person known to many people in the county. At the same time, many people reviled the evil businessman, and even more so. I am deeply saddened by what happened to He Xin.

It's just that although the county government has pronounced the sentence, it cannot be executed immediately. Not to mention the small Yuanjiang County government, even the governor of Yuezhou does not have the right to carry out such a high-standard punishment as death penalty. It must be reported to the Ministry of Punishment for a ruling, and then by Dali Temple. After confirmation, the Yuanjiang County government can execute Jia Yuntong in half after receiving the receipt.

Especially since this case also involves officials, the Imperial Supervision Department may need to intervene.

In order to avoid a long night and many dreams, County Magistrate Lin had ordered people to set out overnight and quickly submitted the case. At the same time, he also compiled a letter and sent it to Chengtian Mansion to the court officials who were Jinshi at the same time.

However, the matter involves court officials. Even if everything goes well, it will take two months to wait for the Dali Temple to receive the receipt. These complicated matters are too far away for many people, and even Yi Shuyuan does not have a big idea.

A few days passed, and Yuanjiang County was as peaceful as ever, but Yi Shuyuan was not idle. He even went to Dujia Village on official business, but Du Fang said that He Xin never showed up again.

It's just that Yi Shuyuan feels that before Jia Yuntong has been executed, He Xin should not be in peace yet, but just no longer show up. This is an intuition.

The weather is getting warmer and warmer during this period. It seems that because of this, there are fewer people active in the county than before. Many people have begun to plow the fields, and it is gradually getting busy.

On this day of rest, Yi Shuyuan got up early and came to Tongxin Building.

When the shopkeeper saw that Yi Shuyuan was here, he hurriedly said politely.

"Mr. Yi is here, what do you want to eat? The wontons in the back are newly made, and the steamed buns are also steaming!"

Yi Shuyuan placed a bamboo jar on the counter and smiled.

"Thank you, shopkeeper. I would like a pot of rice wine, just fill it up, and a few rice cakes, just a small bag."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Yi Shuyuan nodded and glanced towards the hall. Some people were eating wontons and noodles. Seeing him, they actually put down their chopsticks and raised their hands in salute. Yi Shuyuan, regardless of whether he recognized him or not, also slightly raised his hands in that direction. Or nod.

"Mr. Yi, okay, a total of twenty-three cash."

Yi Shuyuan took out four large coins and three small coins from his wallet and placed them on the counter. After exchanging polite words with the shopkeeper, he picked up the bamboo jar and pastry bag and left.

Farming was also busy in Xihe Village, and today was a day off. Yi Shuyuan thought about going to the mountains. After what happened that night, he became more and more curious about ghosts and gods. He finally decided to leave today to see if we could meet again. That Kuonan Mountain God!

Before, Yi Shuyuan went to Kuonan Mountain from Xihe Village. This time he didn't plan to go to the village. There was naturally a shorter way to go, just go directly from the northwest of the county.

With the current walking distance of Yi Shuyuan, it is no problem to walk there and then climb the mountain.

Nowadays, the green in the mountains is getting thicker, and many bare trees in winter have begun to sprout. Although there are occasional late spring colds recently, there seem to be some anxious flowers in the mountains that have bloomed now, and occasionally a touch of red can be seen in the mountains.

After walking on the mountain road for a while, Yi Shuyuan stood on a mountain pass and was trying to figure out the direction. The mountain temple of Kuonan Mountain seemed to be further to the west.

But at this time, Yi Shuyuan suddenly noticed that the light around him had dimmed. He looked around and then frowned and raised his head, thinking to himself that it was terrible, looking at the situation, it was probably going to rain!

Thinking about it carefully, it has not rained for a long time. It can even be said that it has not rained much since Yi Shuyuan woke up in this world, which made him somewhat ignore this situation.

Yi Shuyuan was holding the cakes in his left hand and a bamboo jar of wine in his right hand. He didn't bring any rain gear at all.

Rain is the most feared thing when driving in the mountains. Yi Shuyuan is in a dilemma in his current position. The destination is far from being reached, and there are many roads to run back to the county town. It will be even more dangerous if it happens to rain when going down the mountain.

"Hey, it won't come down in the morning or in the evening, but I entered the mountain and you started to come down!"

Yi Shuyuan sighed, what else could he do? Just walk first. He really couldn't find a place to take shelter from the rain. If it didn't help, he would be soaked in the rain.

The weather changed at any time. The sun was shining brightly just now, but now the sky was covered with dark clouds. Yi Shuyuan's footsteps also accelerated a lot, and he even trotted forward in relatively flat places.

But to be honest, at this moment, there is a special feeling of the gentle breeze gently softening the cheeks, making Yi Shuyuan so comfortable that the pores all over his body are wide open. Maybe walking in the rain is not bad?

Yi Shuyuan smiled and settled down as soon as he came.

After walking for more than a quarter of an hour, he saw that the weather was getting worse and worse, and a heavy rain was brewing. Yi Shuyuan also found out, dumbfounded, that there were several people on the way on a mountain road a little further to the left.

Those people seemed to be extremely tired, and they were walking slower than Yi Shuyuan usually walked.

Yi Shuyuan looked at what should be three Confucian students. From a distance, one was clearly wearing a t-shirt, while the other two could not see the details clearly. They were probably in Confucian clothes such as straight jacket or straight body, with light blue and white clothes and hair. Wearing a Confucian scarf, most likely it is a scholar who comes to visit the mountains together.

Yi Shuyuan was carrying things as fast as he could, while the three of them were out of breath. In comparison, Yi Shuyuan sighed in his heart that the other person was the authentic "scholar who has no power to tie a chicken."

However, Yi Shuyuan had no intention of getting close to anyone, and kept walking forward without stopping.

But Yi Shuyuan had no intention of approaching those three people. After discovering Yi Shuyuan, the three of them subconsciously walked in his direction.

"Huhu."

The rain hadn't completely fallen yet, and the wind was already smelling wet. Only a few breaths had passed, and drizzle fell first from the sky. As the mountain wind twisted and hit Yi Shuyuan's body and face, he felt a moist feeling. Earthy smell.

Oops, it's started to rain!

Yi Shuyuan felt a little impatient. This kind of drizzle would not make people wet immediately, but it was not a solution after all. Moreover, a layer of hazy mist would begin to appear in the mountains, which was also not good news.

Although the fog was not thick, the visibility was affected to a certain extent. There was a huge ancient pine behind a mountain wall ahead. The trunk was blocked by the mountain wall, but the huge umbrella-like canopy had already stretched out to one side.

Yi Shuyuan was heartened. Although it was best not to hide under a big tree on a rainy day, it was not yet close to the Waking of Insects, and there was a high probability that there would be no thunder in this kind of continuous drizzle, so he should be able to take shelter there temporarily.

The speed of Yi Shuyuan's feet was getting faster and faster, which made the three people who came around the corner a little farther behind complained. They could hardly keep up. Moreover, because of the fog in the mountains, the figure was already looming from a distance. The situation is like getting lost in the mountains.

There was no need to worry about being reserved at this time. The three of them shouted in unison in their anxiety.

“Brother~~~” “Brother in front, please stay—”

"Brother, please stay~~~"

Yi Shuyuan heard the anxious shouts of the three people. When he looked back, he found that the three people had been separated by a long distance without him knowing it. They were almost disappearing in the mist in this rugged mountain road with trees growing on the sides. , he shouted to the other side in response.

"You three, keep walking in this direction. There is an ancient pine tree in front of you. We can take shelter from the rain here. I will wait here. Please come here quickly -"

"Okay, I'll be right over -" "Thank you, brother -"

The three people behind were overjoyed and quickly cheered up and moved forward. As expected, the man in front did not go far, but was waiting for them over there.

When the three of them got close and confirmed that they would not be lost, Yi Shuyuan quickly moved on without waiting to get close to them. After all, his clothes were already damp.

"I'm right in front, come here quickly!"

After shouting, Yi Shuyuan quickly moved forward, quickly crossed the mountain wall and turned to the inside, but then he was stunned for a moment.

There was actually a tea shed under the ancient pine tree. A look of surprise appeared on his face immediately, and he walked forward quickly, but his pace soon slowed down.

How many people pass by this place? Why is there a tea shed?

Ghost? monster? Mountain god? Or is it really just a tea shed?

While Yi Shuyuan hesitated, the three scholars behind him hurriedly and slowly finally crossed the stone wall.

"Brother, I've finally caught up with you!"

After saying this, one of the three people discovered the tea shed and suddenly expressed surprise.

"Hey, there is a tea shed here!" "There is indeed one!"

"As expected, haha, there is a place to take shelter from the rain!"

"Let's go, let's get there quickly!"

The three of them hurried over, but halfway there they found that Yi Shuyuan had not moved, and their steps could not help but slow down.

"Brother, why don't you go to the tea shed?" "Yes, is it possible?"

The three scholars were not stupid, and they immediately realized that it was indeed strange to see a tea shed suddenly appear in the mist amid the heavy rain in the barren mountains.

Then a funny scene appeared. Four people who were soaked by the drizzle stood in two groups more than ten steps away from the tea shed, not daring to go into the tea shed to take shelter from the rain.

The stove in the tea shed was steaming with steam, and the water vapor blended with the surrounding fog, making it seem a bit unreal.

An old man seemed to have just finished working on the stove. He slowly walked outside carrying a kettle. He turned around and saw four people outside the tea shed. He placed the teapot beside the table and wondered.

"Four guests, it's raining in the mountains, why don't you go into the tea shed to take shelter?"

After Yi Shuyuan hesitated again and again, he still had the courage to move forward. If it was really a mysterious and powerful evil thing, he would just pounce on it. Why should it be so ink? The worst thing is not to drink tea.

At this time, it was not wise to show off. Yi Shuyuan felt that turning around and running away was not the best way.

Seeing Yi Shuyuan moving, the three scholars hesitated and followed them into the tea shed. Shortly after the four of them entered the tea shed, the rain outside also became heavier.

Yi Shuyuan just stood in the tea shed with his things, looking around the tea shed, and always paying attention to the old man. The three scholars followed suit and did not dare to sit down, and they all came over to be polite.

"Thank you, brother, for showing me the way. May I ask, brother?"

"Don't rush to introduce me first."

Yi Shuyuan waved his hands and whispered. He didn't know if there was any taboo. Anyway, he didn't want to report his name and address at this time. Seeing his serious tone, the three of them didn't dare to say anything. They just looked at the old man carefully.

During this process, Yi Shuyuan also quickly checked the baggage. It was just that the cloth was stained with drizzle, but the pastries inside were fine.

Seeing their reactions, the old man smiled and shook his head, carrying the teapot and walking to the nearest table.

"I set up a tea shed here as a convenience to others occasionally. There is no ill intention. If you don't mind it, you can try the Songwu tea prepared by me to drive away the coldness in your body."

Songwu Tea. Yi Shuyuan suddenly felt something bright in his heart. He slowly raised his head, and in his sight, there was a tall and tall green cover of ancient pines outside the eaves of the tea shed.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan's eyes seemed to be wandering outside his body. In a trance, the tea shed around him was like a shadow and a mist. All he could see was the tall and straight ancient pines and the refreshing aroma of tea.

This tea shed was created by illusion! The only thing that blocks the rain is ancient pine trees! But this tea is real and beneficial!

Yi Shuyuan didn't know how he saw through it. Coupled with all the previous experiences, he only knew that at this moment, he knew clearly in his heart that maybe he, Yi, was not a pure ordinary person!