Mo Chuan glanced at the remaining incense sticks and the burnt new ashes in the pottery bowl of the Earth Temple, and bowed:

"Mo, I have met Tu Bo. Tu Bo has a sharp eye. I am indeed not from this country. I happened to pass by today and I am disturbing you."

"Don't bother me, don't bother me. I see Mr. Mo surrounded by incense and rushing on the starry night. I think I have something urgent to do, so I won't bother you."

Tu Lao Zuo bowed in return and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He enjoys the incense of the cottage, so he naturally has the responsibility to protect the cottage.

Tonight, the whole village is full of dogs barking. If I don't ask clearly, I will feel uneasy after all.

"You're welcome, uncle! By the way, when I passed by Guizhai just now, I heard a woman offering incense and praying. She once said that her husband would be beheaded every day. What happened?"

Mo Chuan heard something in his heart.

"Oh, it's a pitiful thing. Sir, I'm interested in it, so there's no harm in chatting about it."

Tutu Lao looked at Mo Chuan's scent of incense and assumed that there were ghosts and immortals from "Two Qingtian", not some extremely evil people, so he simply came out one by one.

It turned out that the woman's name was Mrs. Liu, and her husband, Li Guanqi, was the only scholar to leave the village in a hundred years.

Although he did not obtain any honors, he relied on his ability to read and digit and find a position in Qingshui County as the county treasury envoy.

I thought it was the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves that was a good thing!

No, he was just an unlucky guy whom the county magistrate used as a scapegoat.

Less than two months after taking office, the county treasury was running low, and he was subjected to torture. He had already pleaded guilty and was awaiting execution!

Qingshui County has done a great job of hiding this matter from the outside world, without leaking anything.

It's a pity that the more secretive this kind of thing is, the harder it is to hide it from the gods, well, to be precise, all kinds of ghosts, fairies, and immortals.

"So that's what it is!"

Mo Chuan sighed, there really was nothing new under the sun.

"Tu Bo is the god of virtue and fortune in this village. His people are being framed under his protection. Is there any way to rescue them?"

When Tu Tu Lao heard this, he was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly:

"Sir, you are joking. It is true that I am favored by the village, but after all, it is just a small piece of land. It is not easy to protect this land from evil spirits! How can I join the human race where the yang energy is as full as flowing fire?

City?"

"Furthermore, there are rules in the underworld, and there are laws in the human world. How can I, an old man who is lucky enough to enjoy a good life, dare to do something that crosses the line?"

Mo Chuan didn't expect that Tu Tu Lao would react so strongly.

However, this also proves many of the points made in Lao Dao’s lectures.

In the end, this world is still dominated by people.

"The rules of the underworld? Have you ever seen the legendary ghost emperor Yan Jun?" Mo Chuan inquired.

"Sir, these words scare me. How can I meet such legendary figures? I heard that these old people live in the deepest reaches of the Netherworld. Is this what we, who are floating in the shadows of the world, can imagine?"

Mo Chuan nodded and asked a few more questions. Seeing that Mr. Tu Tu's expression became more and more wary, he looked around at him, and then he asked the last question.

"May I ask Uncle Tu, how to get to Qingshui County?"

"From here, go west for twenty miles and you'll be there."

Tu Tu Lao breathed a sigh of relief and pointed in a direction.

"Thanks for the advice, uncle. I'll see you later."

Mo Chuan clasped his fists and bowed, then fled to the west.

‘Does this ghost fairy want to take care of the Li family’s affairs? Judging from his cultivation level, he has not yet arrived, so he should be a new ghost fairy. I’m afraid it’s just a moth flying into the flame!’

Tu Tu Lao looked at the direction in which Mo Chuan disappeared, muttering in his heart, secretly breaking into a cold sweat that did not exist, and immediately retreated into Tu Tu Temple.

…

…

The twenty miles that Tutu Lao said are really twenty miles in a straight line.

As soon as Mo Chuan came out of the mountain col, he saw a gray city, located at the foot of the mountain. Looking from a height, it looked like a pile of mounds.

The gleaming Yang Qi spreads out from the city, making ghosts frightened by the sight.

Mo Chuan took a look at the sky and saw that it was still early before dawn, so he simply went to the city to have a look.

When I got closer, I realized where was the city?

It looks more like a town surrounded by an earthen dam.

It looks like an old turtle entrenched, with almost no lights.

It is worth mentioning that when viewed from a distance, the city is overflowing with yang energy, but when viewed up close, it is as pale as haze. It feels like "the color of grass looks distant but is not there".

Mo Chuan dispersed into energy and entered the city through the gap in the city gate.

The street was quiet, and every household had already gone to sleep.

"Bang! Bang!"

"At the second watch of Hai hour, close the doors and windows to prevent theft."

The dull sound of the night watch came, adding a bit of popularity to the night.

Mo Chuan took a breath, recalled Tu Tu Lao's instructions, and headed south of the city.

That's the county jail.

——Li Guanqi is being detained there.

While walking for a cup of tea, a courtyard with green bricks and black tiles that was very different from a private house came into view.

Looking up, on the lintel of the courtyard door, the word "prison room" is written clearly from right to left.

Between the two characters, a large stone cat head is carved.

Mo Chuan glanced at it and kept walking.

He was about to slip into the crack of the door. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, the cat-head statue suddenly let out a soul-shaking roar.

"Roar--"

In Mo Chuan's eyes, a huge tiger head protruded from the cat head statue through the wall. The body was as big as a mountain, covered with red flames, and it was extremely strong.

As soon as Fang showed up, Mo Chuan was so hot that his whole body ached, as if he was bathed in the scorching sun.

"not good!"

Mo Chuan was so shocked that he subconsciously wanted to return to his true body.

"Fellow Taoist, this way!"

Suddenly, a call from behind made Mo Chuan's heart move and he stopped thinking about leaving.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw a middle-aged Taoist wearing a black crown and ge robe at the entrance of the dark alley, waving to him.

When Mo Chuan saw this, he hurried over.

At the same time, when he looked back, he saw that the red tiger, whose body was like flames, was not chasing him.

It landed at the door of the prison cell, shaking its head, baring its teeth and claws, so majestic!

"Why are fellow Taoists so surprised by the prison guard?"

The middle-aged Taoist asked with his hands raised.

Bi Fan?

Mo Chuan was startled, that cat-head statue turned out to be a beast?

According to legend, Bifan is the seventh son of the long dragon of the scale insect. It looks like a tiger, is prone to litigation, and is powerful.

Therefore, the people carved it in prisons to suppress evil spirits and protect all living beings.

"I happened to be passing by, I didn't want to disturb the auspicious beast." Mo Chuan cupped his hands and replied.

"I see!"

The middle-aged old Taoist handed over his hand: "I am a disciple of Chisong Palace, and I am heavy on stones. I am a fellow Taoist from the Taoist temple, and the incense is lingering around my body. I wonder which Taoist temple it comes from?"

"I don't dare to take it. The poor Taoist is Fuluan Temple and You Xuzi." Mo Chuan deliberately tried one or two.

"It turns out to be Taoist fellow Fuluan Temple. I have admired him for a long time!"

Chong Shizi handed over his hand again and said again without waiting for Mo Chuan's reply:

"Listening to what fellow Taoist said, it seems that the opportunity for Pindao to do a divination yesterday should be with fellow Taoist."

Mo Chuan looked confused.

Chong Shizi said: "Do you know, fellow Taoist, that the huge bandit Qian San was killed here?"

"I don't know."

"..." Chong Shizi said with a smile: "This man has been an owl for ten years. It's normal for fellow Taoists not to know."
To be continued...