I have a Taoist temple that connects me to other worlds

"My name is Li Mingxue, my father is Li Shangming. I have two older brothers and a younger sister. I presume the immortal already knows these things."

"The reason I've become like this is that I died unjustly. I hope the immortal can seek justice for me."

Young Master Li, Li Mingxue, looked at Jiang Wen with a mournful face, and then told him everything that had happened.

"This matter began half a month ago..."

After listening to him, Jiang Wen understood the circumstances of Li Mingxue's drowning.

It turned out that Li Mingxue's drowning was not an accident, but a deliberate act. Li Mingxue's father had once been a vice-minister, and his two older brothers were also officials in the court. His family was prominent, enjoying wealth and splendor, and naturally, there were those who flocked to curry favor.

Li Mingxue usually loved to play, and because he was his father's son born in old age, he was greatly spoiled. Over time, he developed the habits of a纨绔 (good-for-nothing son of a rich family). Although he didn't harm the common people everywhere, arrogance was inevitable. There were many stories of Li Mingxue's 'good deeds' circulating in the Minnan area.

As the saying goes, 'one who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black.' Upright people were unwilling to befriend Li Mingxue, so his friends were naturally mostly fair-weather friends.

One day, Li Mingxue was joking with someone, saying that there were no beauties in the Minnan area like those in the capital. His friend immediately retorted and sent him a stunning beauty that very night.

When Li Mingxue saw the beauty, he was instantly captivated, and spent the night with her on the boat.

"Eh?"

"So it wasn't a dream." He suddenly smiled.

Stepping on the Tiangang steps and making a Daoist hand gesture, Jiang Wen stopped and frowned after pacing around twice.

"This is my son's coffin," Master Li said sadly. "Please, immortal, let him rest in peace soon."

"I had a strange dream," Jiang Wen muttered to himself. Then, as if sensing something, he looked down at the edge of the bed. He saw a puddle of shallow water slowly dissipating.

"It's just as Master Li suspects, your son's death was likely caused by someone else."

...

As dawn broke, the Li mansion began to bustle with activity.

"So you want me to tell Master Li about this and help you resolve the resentment in your heart?" Jiang Wen frowned, feeling that something was very wrong with this matter.

A questioning voice arose, and Master Li hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "Immortal, what's wrong?"

Jiang Wen closed his eyes and calculated with his fingers, then looked at Master Li with a solemn expression, "When I was performing the rites for your son just now, I encountered a strange incident. After divination, I realized there must be something suspicious."

"Master Li, please rest assured, I will ensure your son finds peace," Jiang Wen nodded with a smile. He held a horsetail whisk in one hand and a golden bowl filled with water in the other, walking around the coffin.

"Indeed, I hope the immortal can fulfill my wish," Li Mingxue bowed deeply to Jiang Wen, his inhuman face gradually regaining a human appearance. "If this matter can be resolved, I will have no more resentment in my heart."

His voice was loud and righteous as he chanted the Daoist scriptures for rebirth.

Jiang Wen and Master Li stood in the main hall, looking at the coffin that had been placed there for a long time.

"That person teamed up with someone surnamed Su, got me drunk, and threw me into the water. In the end, I drowned in the water in a daze. In a state between wakefulness and sleep, I heard my father's calls and returned to the mansion," Li Mingxue said, a desolate look on his pale face.

"Save all beings from suffering, filling the ten directions, constantly using mighty divine power to rescue all living beings..."

"Bang--!!"

After Li Mingxue finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Wen expectantly. Although there was some reverence in his expression, his determination remained unchanged.

The Rebirth Mantra, also known as the *Supreme Wonderful Sutra of Salvation from Suffering*, is a Daoist scripture for delivering the souls of the dead. Jiang Wen had been exposed to such scriptures since childhood, so reciting them was easy for him. After all, as a Daoist, he had to have these skills, or people would think he was a fake Daoist.

"I know my sins, defiling people's innocence and harming lives. Even if I enter the Yellow Springs and become a beast, I will be willing. If I am reborn as a human in the next life, I will be a good person even if I only have roots and bark to eat," Li Mingxue said frankly, bowing to Jiang Wen again, his figure slowly disappearing into the bedroom.

"Ming'er! Father knows you were wronged!" Master Li cried out sorrowfully, calling his youngest son's name, and burst into tears, embracing the coffin.

After he disappeared, the silent Li mansion regained its vitality. The sound of night patrols, the chirping of insects in the grass and trees, all rushed in like a tide.

"When I woke up, I found that I had been dead for a long time. But when I thought that the villain was still alive, my chest was filled with resentment. I wanted to tell my father about this, but I couldn't get close to him, so I had to find another way to get his attention."

His tone rose and fell, with a theatrical quality, which was a unique characteristic of Daoist scripture recitation.

Hearing this, Jiang Wen closed his eyes, wondering what to think. After a long time, he sighed and nodded slightly to Li Mingxue, "Since that's the case, I'll take on this matter for you. After entering the Yellow Springs and being reincarnated, don't do such outrageous things again."

"What's suspicious!" Master Li quickly asked.

He had originally wanted to enjoy her himself, but when he heard Li Mingxue's words, he sent the beauty to him. It was a pity that the beauty was of strong character and committed suicide.

Li Mingxue was greatly annoyed. His family had always been strict, and if Master Li found out about this, he would probably beat him to death. So he thought of silencing her, giving his friend money to compensate the beauty's family, so as not to let his father know about it.

He thought the matter was over, and Li Mingxue no longer took it to heart. Unexpectedly, one night his friend came to find him, saying that the beauty's elder brother had come to demand an explanation. Li Mingxue then went to the appointment in the middle of the night, preparing to discuss with the other party how to resolve the matter, but he lost his life on this trip.

The main hall was decorated with white cloth, and a large bronze cauldron stood in front of the coffin. Three thick incense sticks were inserted into the cauldron, and wisps of white smoke rose slowly, dissipating into the air.

"Immortal, does the immortal mean..." Master Li widened his eyes, his lips trembling, pointing at the coffin in the hall, and looking at Jiang Wen with a look of grief.

Jiang Wen opened his eyes and looked at the red lacquered wood-carved ceiling of the bed. At this time, the sky outside the window was already dawning.

Master Li staggered, his whole body shaking. He kicked over the porcelain that was buried with him, letting the valuable porcelain break into pieces.

"Your son's soul is unable to rest in peace. I originally thought it was caused by missing his relatives. But after just contacting it, I knew his soul was filled with extreme resentment, an appearance of being wronged," Jiang Wen closed his eyes and uttered the words he had prepared. "It seems that there must be another hidden cause of your son's death, otherwise, he would not be filled with resentment."

"Ming'er's death was definitely not an accident. Don't think that just because I'm old, I can be deceived. I will definitely find out the cause of Ming'er's death and make that person pay with blood!"