As soon as the doctor left, Li Chan held the wine glass and thought about something.

The young man put down his chopsticks, thinking that there was still a row of hook-railed tile houses on the road that he could see, but now he could only sit there stupidly. He already hated evil people, so why bother wading into this muddy water?

He actually understood Shen Heyi's intention. It was not a big deal for Shen Zha Si to call a demon from the left, but if the news was leaked, it would also give others a handle.

Duke Shen was sent to Jiannan Road by the imperial court. He was responsible for contacting the palaces, temples and temples of Buddhism and Taoism in Jiannan Road and preparing for the Taodu Mountain Festival. He was also the supervisor of the various Yuantai palaces and temples. The official position, the official title is Qingque Supervisor, and he is responsible for supervising the Qingque Palace, the Taoist holy land on Fuyu Mountain east of Xuandu City, on behalf of the imperial court. His duties are to correct improper actions, but in fact he is to inquire about the current situation of Qingque Palace and exchange feelings.

Caught between the Humanity Dynasty and the two religions, Duke Shen was just a messenger, but in the eyes of the officials below, his status was very important.

With the messenger in crane clothes participating in the supervision, Sun Sicheng of the Shenzhao Division is not afraid of being impeached by his opponents and criticizing him for colluding with evil people.

There was no need for Shen Heyi to personally supervise the case. Not only would he lower his status, but he would also take on too many risks for the Shenzhen Division, so it would be more appropriate to send someone close to him to monitor the case.

The young man knew that Mr. Shen still wanted to train him.

But at this moment, his supervision seemed redundant, more like someone accompanying him to eat and drink.

The young man glanced at Li Chan and said, "Aren't you going to get some information? When will you get down to business?"

Li Chan was interrupted by the young man and put down his wine glass.

"There are clues."

The young man raised his slender eyebrows. Before he could think about it, Li Chan looked out the door and said, "Young gentleman, go to the waterside and take a look at those two temples?"

The young man was doubtful and subconsciously stood up to take a look. Then he stopped and glanced at Li Chan, "What about you?"

Li Chan chuckled and said, "Captain Guo and I will settle the bill."

The young man said to Guo Xun, "Keep an eye on him" and left the store.

Seeing Li Chan push the young man away, Guo Xun took out his money bag and said in a low voice: "Even if you can do this job, you should show off and be respectful. Who do you think you are? You are a leftist." Dao Yaoren! If it weren’t for the fact that you could come in handy, who would be willing to listen to your bargaining?”

Li Chan picked up a stick of vinegar and parsley with chopsticks and muttered: "Why don't you take advantage of it while it can still be used?"

Without waiting for Guo Xun to say anything, he glanced outside the door and asked, "What do you think the young man's background is?"

Guo Xun's eyes flashed, "He Yi's direct entourage is something you can't afford to offend."

Li Chan chuckled, "My follower? How can I develop such a commanding air as my follower? I guess I learned it from Shen Heyi when I went to Beijing. This Shen Heyi..."

Before Li Chan finished speaking, Guo Xun quickly waved his hand and said, "You guess it, it has nothing to do with me."

"Okay, okay." Li Chan picked up the wine glass and looked at the bottom of the glass with one eye, but there was not a drop left. He murmured: "Captain Guo, this case is strange."

Guo Xun's heart skipped a beat, and the piece of silver in his hand fell back into his purse, "What?"

"The two houses of Qinghe and Anping are protected by Lord Pushui and the goddess. Where did the monsters come from to cause trouble here?"

"I want to know that the case has been solved long ago. You don't have a chance to make meritorious service."

Guo Xun waved to the doctor and put the broken silver on the table.

Li Chan put down the wine glass, glanced at Guo Xun, and said nothing more.

But in my heart, I thought that the martial arts of the Shen Zha Si Duwei had been practiced to the core, and that Sun Sicheng's eyes were introverted, and he had entered the innate world. One step further, he would reach the realm of divine transformation known as the Grand Master. This way A master has blessed Shenzhao Si's spiritual response method, so what kind of monsters are there to be afraid of? This case is pending. Is it because it can't be investigated, or is it because it refuses to be investigated or dares not to investigate?

…

Pushui Fujun is the deity who guards the Pushui area. The Fujun temple is built on the street near the water and is very popular. In contrast, the goddess temple against the bridge foundation is not very eye-catching and much deserted.

At the entrance of the temple, there is a fish pond with flying beams, and a cross bridge demarcates a small pond in four directions. Men and women gather on the bridge and beside the bridge, not to offer incense and seek magic, but to throw fish food to make the koi in the pond gather and disperse.

Li Chan walked across the cross bridge holding an umbrella, and when he arrived at the Goddess Temple, he suddenly stopped and looked east.

There is a stone step beside the Goddess Bridge, which is built under the embankment and half of it is submerged in the water. It is a place for pounding clothes. However, the place is a bit remote. At this time, no one is pounding clothes, and there is no vegetation growing, so it looks very empty.

Li Chan blinked, and his dark red pupils reflected a red medicine plant growing among the blue water and bluestones. It was too red.

Li Chan glanced at it, turned around, closed her umbrella, walked towards the Goddess Temple, and stepped through the threshold.

In Dayong State, there is a trend of worshiping Xuan and Buddhism, and the people respect the gods of all places. This goddess temple is not large in scale, but its structure is not low. There are nine ridges on the top of the mountain, clouds and birds under the eaves, and the shrine is built on

On the north wall, two lines of red silk are lowered, revealing a colorful sculpture of a goddess.

There is a golden flower between the eyebrows of the painted sculpture, and two bright red dimples are dotted on the white face, which is dignified and cute.

An old woman wearing a blue shirt with a lapel collar set up a Zhang Ping table in the temple, sitting alone, selling incense and candles as offerings.

The old woman is the spirit blessing in the temple.

Within Dayong, as long as there are temples dedicated to gods, there will be Lingzhu to take care of the secular affairs. The gods have different ways and deeds, and the Lingzhu is also different in size. For example, although the Lingzhu of Xuandu Chenghuang Temple has no real power, it is also regarded as

A fifth-grade official, this old woman, according to the specifications of the Goddess Temple, should be a ninth-grade spiritual blessing.

Li Chan looked at things in the Goddess Temple with his hands behind his back, and then walked to the old woman's incense and candle case. The old woman pointed to the top of her head, where a red thread hung between two pillars, covered with bamboo plaques.

On the row of bamboo plaques below, there are ink characters written "Fifteen glyphs of yellow sandalwood", "Twenty-three glyphs of white sandalwood", "Forty-four glyphs of green dragon sandalwood", "Three coins of silver on gold paper", "Tongshen".

There are words such as "one or two coins of paper".

On the bamboo sign above, the words "Soothing the Mind", "Blowing the Pill", "Nine-Dragon Bone Transformation", "Anti-Itching", "Stop Bleeding" are written in red ink.

Those written on the ink-lettered bamboo plaques are incense offerings and the like, and those written on the red-lettered bamboo plaques are the spiritual responses that pilgrims can pray to the gods in this temple.

This temple of the Goddess is not large in size, and all the spiritual responses that can be sought can be written on a string of bamboo tablets, but there are only eleven types, all of which are ninth-grade spells.

Generally, when pilgrims come to your door, they can learn from the Lingzhu the offering rituals that correspond to the Lingzhu method.

Li Chan glanced at it, showing no intention of offering incense and asking for magic. He said to the old woman, "Old madam, don't you recognize me?"

The old woman looked at Li Chan doubtfully and thought about it for a while, but she couldn't remember that she had seen this young man before, "Who are you?"

"The old lady has really forgotten me, but I have not forgotten you."

Li Chan smiled.

Seeing that the old woman was even more confused, Li Chan tried to guide her: "Think again, it was before the Goddess Bridge was built."

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Li Chan carefully. The young man was wearing black clothes. The style was light and the materials were good. He looked fair and handsome. It seemed that he was from a wealthy family. Then he contacted the young man and said, "Goddess Bridge"

Before the cultivation was completed, she seemed to have some impression in her mind.

Li Chan saw the old woman gradually showing a look of surprise, and said happily: "Remember?"

The old woman said firmly: "He must be the young master from the Cui family."

Li Chan said: "I wanted to give it a try, but the old lady guessed it right away. It's amazing. It's amazing."

A smile appeared on the old woman's dry face, but there was still a trace of doubt in her eyes: "At your age..."

Li Chan said: "Back then, when I heard that the bridge was being built, I clamored to come to supervise the work. In fact, I followed the elders and watched the excitement. Over the years, my body has grown. I recognize the old lady, but of course the old lady cannot recognize me."

The old woman suddenly nodded. There were many children in Qinghefang. She didn't remember that a young boy came to the Cui family when they were supervising the construction of the bridge. This young boy still remembered her after so many years. It was really rare. It was also her fault that she had grown old.
Chapter completed!