Zhou Meng quickly replied: "Excuse me, Master Immortal."

Hong Yixuan said: "By whose hands did Lord Pushui Mansion die?"

Zhou Meng paused for a moment and murmured: "I...I really don't know."

Hong Yixuan glanced at him and said: "From the time when Lord Pu Shuifu was killed to the time when the evildoers killed him in the temple of the Goddess, there were nine days during which pilgrims prayed for their souls but received no answer. As the temple's spiritual blessing, why did you hide it and not repay it?"

Zhou Meng said: "Immortal Master Mingjian, this really happened for a reason! On the eve of the accident of Pushui Lord, the servants in the temple stole the offerings of the Lord. Although I punished the servant immediately, but from that time on

The Lord of Pushui Palace lost his spiritual response. I just thought that it was the disrespectful behavior of the servants that angered the Lord. I just wanted to try my best to make up for it and worship him sincerely so that the Lord could calm down his anger and everything would be over. Who would have thought..."

Before Zhou Meng finished speaking, his tone weakened under Hong Yixuan's cold gaze, and then he fell silent.

Hong Yixuan looked at Zhou Meng for a while and said: "So, I really have wronged you!"

Hong Yixuan asked: "How much do you know about the death of Mr. Pu Shuifu? If you wait until the truth comes to light and find out that you have concealed something..." He glanced at the simple but not bad furnishings in the class room, "Your life may be over.

It won't be this easy."

Zhou Meng glanced at Hong Yixuan hesitantly, then lowered his head and replied: "I dare not say that I am wronged. I dare not say that I am wronged. As a spiritual blessing, it is natural that such a big thing happened in the temple, so I cannot absolve myself of the blame. But I have to wait until

Only after Shen Zha Si came to the door did I know that Lord Pushui had been killed. What was the cause of his death...I really don’t know. If the Immortal Master wants to find out, Shen Zha Si should know more than me."

Hong Yixuan snorted coldly, turned around and walked out. When Zhou Meng saw Hong Yixuan's attitude, his heart dropped to the bottom and he froze in place. After Hong Yixuan took two steps, he mustered up the courage to call out: "Master Immortal, then

What about me?"

Seeing that Hong Yixuan kept walking, Zhou Meng was completely panicked and shouted: "Immortal Master, Immortal Master!"

Hong Yixuan had half-footed out of the door and turned a deaf ear to Zhou Meng's words. Sun Zan from Xiangzhong who had been silent beside him called out softly at this moment: "Master Immortal?"

Hong Yixuan paused for a moment and glanced sideways at Sun Zan. Sun Zan quickly supported Zhou Meng, who was already unsteady on his feet, and said to Zhou Meng: "Zhou Lingzhu, don't panic. Of course the immortal master will not leave you behind, but

How can a person among the immortals be entangled in worldly affairs for too long? Regarding the death of the Lord of Pushui Mansion, if Zhou Lingzhu knows something, he must not hide it. Now that all the immortal masters in Xiyi Mountain have gone down the mountain, even if there is something evil

You are far from being an enemy of the Immortal Master with just one sword, Zhou Lingzhu, you have to think clearly."

Although Zhou Meng was panicking, it was only then that he realized that the cause of Pu Shuifu Lord's death actually held such weight in the hearts of the immortal masters in Xiyi Mountain. When he thought about how secretive the Shenzha Division was about the Shenvqiao case, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Tightened, his Adam's apple rolled up twice, and he shouted: "Immortal Master Mingjian, I have nothing to hide! Ever since I started working as a Shinto official, I can be said to be conscientious in my work. I have never had a day or ten days off. Xiyi Mountain cannot abandon me and ignore me."

ah!"

Hong Yixuan glanced at Sun Zan and didn't answer. He waited for a while, then turned around and looked at Zhou Meng. After a long while, he asked: "How long have you been a Lingzhu?"

Seeing that Hong Yixuan had not left, Zhou Meng quickly replied: "It has been eighteen years."

Hong Yixuan nodded and said: "For eighteen years, you can be considered meritorious in Dayong Shinto. However, do you know how you should be punished for the crimes you have committed?"

As a seventh-grade spiritual blessing in the Dayong Kingdom's Shinto, Zhou Meng's greatest hope in this life is to accumulate enough merits in the Fujun Temple so that he may have the opportunity to worship at the Xiyi Mountain Gate and enter the spiritual world in the future. However,

Now that such a bad case happened in the Pushui Palace Temple that he was responsible for, these thoughts disappeared as fleetingly as a dream. He couldn't help but turn pale and murmured: "It would be best to remove the priesthood and be exiled outside the customs..."

It’s just cultivating the fields of kindness under Mount Xiyi.”

"That's right." Hong Yixuan looked at Zhou Meng with an expression of deliberation, "But you made an unintentional mistake. It is indeed too harsh to punish you like this."

Zhou Meng fell to his knees and begged: "Please save me from the immortal master!"

The people of Dayong attach great importance to integrity. In the past, when the saint went out to patrol the streets, the people did not have to kneel to greet him. Fortunately, Hong Yixuan had a transcendent status as a practitioner. This kneeling was similar to kneeling to worship the gods in the temple.

Hong Yi

Are you familiar with all the gods, big and small?”

Zhou Meng nodded repeatedly: "Familiar! We couldn't be more familiar. There are 1,380 gods, big and small, in Xuandu. Each has its own divine domain. In order to prevent each other from encroaching on each other and competing for incense, the gods of Xuandu know each other's ins and outs. They have known each other for more than 20 years.

Come, keep each in his own corner, and the water from the well will not interfere with the water from the river."

Hong Yixuan nodded and glanced at Sun Zan. Sun Zan understood, took out a silk picture, and said to Zhou Meng: "It was ten years ago that Xiyi Mountain last taught the world's sacred way. The immortal master came down from the mountain this time.

It's about rebuilding the sacred map. Originally, this matter should be done by the Lingzhu from the City God's Temple, but the Immortal Master was merciful and saw you in jail..." He looked at Hong Yixuan asking for instructions.

Hong Yixuan nodded and said, "I'll give you a chance to make meritorious deeds."

After that, regardless of whether Zhou Meng agreed or not, he turned around and left.

Sun Zan was left behind and unfolded the silk map. He saw that it was a divine map, recording the locations of the gods in Xuandu. He handed the divine map to Zhou Meng and told him: "I will send someone to send pen and ink right away."

Come here, Zhou Lingzhu must be careful when writing, this divine map is going to reach the Xiyi Mountain, so there can't be any mistakes."

Zhou Meng took a look at the map and saw that there were many mistakes and omissions in the location of the gods. Even if he used the "old map from ten years ago" as an excuse, people couldn't help but wonder whether this was a map of gods issued by Xiyi Mountain.

, if not, why does the immortal master want an accurate divine map? If Xiyi Mountain wants to access the Shinto Way, according to the rules, there will be an oracle to announce to the world half a year ago. Why didn't I hear anything about it before?

Rumor?

As soon as the suspicion arose, Zhou Meng immediately cut it off. He no longer dared to think about it in detail. He just rolled up the silk picture, pursed his lips and moistened his dry lips. After hesitating for a moment, he suppressed his anxiety.

In his mind, he responded: "Okay."

On the Diao Xing Building on the south side of Sanxue Street, Li Chan took a handful of cold spring bamboo shoots and peeled open a peanut. After rubbing it with two fingers, he untied the peanut's purple coat and threw it into his mouth. He looked across the window facing the street.

Looking at the heavily guarded gate of Xidu Mansion.

There was a vague cat meowing at his feet, accompanied by a high-pitched voice: "I didn't expect that the Feng Shui town objects in Xidu Prefecture also have some tricks. We tried several times but couldn't sneak in. Bah, if it weren't for that

The Taoist priest was carrying a flying sword, so I couldn't follow him too close. How could I be blocked by a mere Feng Shui town object? However, even though we didn't enter the mansion, several Qiu Bakou who were guarding the gate heard that the Xiangxiong man and the Taoist priest were not visiting the prison.

, I went to find the Lingzhu in the Jun Temple in Pushui Prefecture."

Li Chan whispered: "Pushui Mansion Jun Temple..."

Xu Da shouted: "I can't believe it, I can't believe that the case of the Goddess Empress is related to these people!"

Li Chan pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "This man forced Nie Sanlang to draw a divine picture but failed. He must be looking for this spiritual blessing for the divine picture. But judging from the way this Taoist priest is dressed, he must have studied under Xiyishan.

To lead the world's Shinto just for a divine picture, why do you use such despicable means?"

Xu Da asked: "Alang Yingming, Yingming, I don't know if my name, Mr. Xue Shi'er, is on that picture..."

Li Chan frowned and tapped his knuckles on the table rhythmically, the scene of the Luotou clan killing gods lingering in his mind.

He recalled the figure of the Luo Tou family fleeing into the crowd, but the memory did not trace back to the Huancai Pavilion where the Xiyi disciples were. Instead, like the flying lanterns floating in the night sky in the street, the memory became more and more vivid.

High, gradually overlooking Xuandu City.

The majestic walls surrounding the city are still as majestic as cast iron under the night sky. Among the lights of thousands of houses in the city, the rising sandalwood smoke is being eaten away by the night, gradually disappearing among the incense ashes and the cooling cauldron.

The white cat at his feet chattered endlessly, and Li Chan ignored it like the mortals at the table. He just whispered in his heart: "Are you going to kill the gods?"
Chapter completed!