I am the county magistrate in Liaozhai

Jiangnan entered March, and there was more rain.

The spring rain is as soft as silk, as moist as crisp, pattering, with a consistent annoying attitude, but the seeds sown in the early spring are nourished by the spring rain, but they can germinate and grow better.

Thanks to the spring rain, Cheng county magistrate temporarily canceled his trip to the countryside to inspect irrigation and drainage ditches, and instead stayed in the county government to enjoy the rare leisure time.

Because of the rain, Ah Cong did not keep an eye on the renovation progress of the restaurant. Instead, he placed two wide baskets of cut mountain bamboo shoots under the eaves. Some of them were prepared to eat tonight, and some were pickled and served as appetizers when the restaurant opened. to guests.

Cheng Jin had nothing to do, so he moved a pony and chopped bamboo shoots.

"A Cong, what are you having for dinner tonight?"

"How about braised bamboo shoots and roasted pork?" A Cong finished speaking, and said, "Let's cook another stewed radish soup with cured pork ribs, served with stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts. When I fried lard yesterday, there was still a lot of lard residue left. You can make it." Dao soft tofu soup, young master, you are already thin, you should eat more."

Just listening to this makes him hungry: "Then can I eat stone pot rice today? I want to eat, I want to eat!"

Ah Cong immediately said yes, and after the bamboo shoot shells in his hands were almost handled, he hurriedly went to the kitchen to turn over the stone pot.

But before Ah Cong found the stone pot, Pan Maomao appeared in the corridor with a tired face.

"Yo, did you catch mice all night last night?"

Mao Mao said weakly: "Almost, you have some free time to chop bamboo shoots here, why don't you go to the cell to see that stinky Taoist surnamed Wang?"

"No, Daoist Yan hasn't come back yet."

Maomao reached out and snatched the bamboo shoots from the person's hand: "But when he comes back, I'm going to be annoyed to death by that old Taoist priest!" All night, all night long, the habitual thieves in the next cell were almost rehabilitated.

This is really a veritable snatch of bamboo shoots, and Cheng Jin snatched it back: "He didn't do anything else?"

"That's not true." Maomao squatted casually and fiddled with the bamboo shoots on the ground, "You said that he is an old man whose half body will be buried in the ground, how can he be so energetic?"

Cheng Jin made a reasonable guess: "Maybe it's not because he's in good spirits, but because your mana is too low and he's affected you."

"This is impossible!" This is slander!

"...that is, you eat too much fried fish and eat too much nitrite."

Neither sounded like a good reason, but Pan Maomao refused to admit it.

After Cheng Jin finished processing the bamboo shoots, Ah Cong finally found the stone pot and went to the well to dispose of them. Seeing that Pan Laotou was there, he immediately said loudly: "Pan Laotou, I promise you that the reward will be on the stove, two catties of small dried fish." , just a little bit more!"

Pan Xiaoan: ...It's only two catties, not much.

"Hey! Look, is that Yan Chixia? He's back!" Mao Mao was depressed when he saw a figure passing by near the Moon Gate. He carefully discerned the smell in the air, and immediately turned around and said.

County magistrate Cheng followed Maomao's line of sight, apparently seeing nothing, but before he could say anything, he was dragged by the impatient Jinhua Mao towards the prison, and when he got inside, he just heard Yan Chi Xia's excited voice:

"What did you do to Wang Sheng?"

Then the voice of the old Taoist sounded: "Young young man, why are you so aggressive? The old Taoist did not harm anyone, and he did not have any malicious intentions. Now he is a prisoner and he didn't say anything. But Wang Sheng, the old Taoist did do some tricks."

Yan Chixia was not impulsive, but when he saw Wang Chi's face, he was so angry that he wanted to fight again.

"You daoist scum!"

Mao Mao hid behind and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What happened, how did you become so popular?"

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?"

Mao Mao pointed: "Of course I'm going to ask them."

...You said it lightly, so you should ask.

"Taoism scum?" The old Taoist laughed, "Do you think there is still a so-called Taoism now? Boy, you are too naive. Today's Taoist concepts and Qingjing sutras are not pure, they have become filth. places, oh yes, there are also Buddhist schools, you talk about eating fast and reciting Buddha, you can find Taoist temples or temples everywhere, most of them are monks who lead women's temples or practice so-called happy meditation, you should still be in the previous dynasty."

Yan Chixia had already clenched her fist, but he persevered and did not speak.

"They break the precepts and have fun day and night. Why don't you talk about them, but talk about the old way? Is it just because the old way came from Xuandi Temple?" Wang Chi obviously had his own reason, "Even if the old way is to attack that Wang Sheng, So what? He is not a good person, even despicable, the old Taoist just tried to teach him a lesson, but he didn't take his life, and he didn't even say anything about the way of heaven. You are a young man, where do you come from to criticize the old Taoist?"

These words actually no longer concealed what he had done.

Yan Chixia originally thought that Wang Chi just stood by and watched Wang Sheng's matter, but she didn't expect that it was this person's calculation from the beginning to the end, including the painted skin demon who lured Wang Sheng into the trap, and then showed up to tell Wang Sheng that the ghost was haunting him. The good and the bad have been done.

"You raise ghosts and monsters to seek wealth and kill, but you are still so righteous. Emperor Xuan watched back then..."

"Xuandi Temple?" Wang Chi's voice was full of sullenness, "Xuandi Temple has long since collapsed, and there has been no such place in the world. What kind of authentic Taoism is just a chastity arch that has been buried in the soil. , how much is it worth?"

"Don't talk to the old Taoist about these stupid truths. Wang Sheng's life is in the hands of the old Taoist. If you have the ability to break the old Taoist's spells to save him, if you don't have the ability, then Wang Sheng...you are the one who killed him. "Wang Chi sounded with a malicious voice, "After all, the old Taoist never thought of killing him, but now you have arbitrarily instigated that mortal official to detain the old Taoist here. It's not good to be his life."

This time, he stepped directly on Yan Chixia's seven inches. Although Wang Sheng is not a good person, everyone has his own destiny, and he shouldn't die because of it.

"You—why are you so paranoid?"

But Wang Chi suddenly laughed: "Paroid? The old man was just looking for fun in his spare time, and the painted skin girl was not only prepared for Wang Sheng, but he was the only one who welcomed the painted skin girl into the door, and I didn't force her to come in." He hangs out with ghosts, how can he be old-fashioned and paranoid?"

Yan Chixia's face was already livid with anger.

Wang Chi thought to himself that he could escape, and his words became more and more light. Seeing this righteous young man was extremely angry, he couldn't help but say: "Do you want to know the old Tao's original plan?"

"That Wang Sheng didn't think about making progress, and was obsessed with beauty. The appearance of the painted skin girl fascinated him so much that he even forgot his wife. It's a pity for the Wang family. It's cold in the cold night, and the old Taoist thought. Help her." Wang Chi said, gesticulating with both hands, "The old Taoist knew that Wang Sheng couldn't let the painted skin girl go, even if he warned him, he was still duped. If you hadn't been a hindrance, the old Taoist would have already entered the palace to perform magic tricks. Let us know how to crack it."

"Of course, since the old Taoist wants to fulfill this relationship for their husband and wife, naturally he won't let Mrs. Wang wake up Wang Sheng easily." Wang Chi didn't hide his malice at all, "The old Taoist will tell Wang that he has to go to the final The dilapidated beggar temple finds the most dilapidated beggar, and humiliates him in the street, even eating the old beggar's saliva, so sincere, do you think Wang Sheng will be very moved when he wakes up?"

"You lunatic! How innocent is Wang! How can you let her face the world after being so humiliated!"

Wang Chi didn't take it seriously: "But she got back Wang Sheng's love, didn't she?"

"Fart! At first glance, Wang Sheng looks like a coward with a small butt and a big head. You don't like Wang Sheng. You clearly have trouble with Mrs. Wang!" Hearing this, Maomao jumped out angrily. He even pushed Yan Chixia away, "Get up, let me scold him to death!"

Yan Chixia:  …

But Wang Chi didn't look at the cat demon, he just looked at Yan Chixia with a smile and said, "How about it, do you want to make a bet with the old Taoist? Or do you mean that the so-called authentic Taoism in your mouth is to let this little cat demon stand out for you?"

"According to the old way, this poor yamen actually appoints a cat demon as a jailer, obviously it is not a serious yamen, and the so-called authentic Taoism in your mouth is just a fake dakong wearing a gorgeous coat."

If it was just a fight between Taoist sects, it would be really hard for Cheng Jin to get past Taoist Master Yan and open his mouth without authorization, but the county magistrate Cheng couldn't stand it anymore if this hot chicken old man dared to slander his yamen.

"It seems that the Taoist priest has a lot of opinions on my yamen." Cheng Jin stepped out of the shadows and exposed himself to the two of them and a monster, "It's a pity that you are just a poor Taoist priest, not a master of the government sent by the superior to inspect the people's sentiments." .”

But Wang Chi laughed: "So what about Futai? It's just another small official in the world. Do you think this little seal of God can really become a veteran?"

This arrogance is too arrogant.

"Oh, is that so? Since you are so powerful, what are you doing in the world? You are so old, don't you get tired of teasing ordinary mortals? I advise you, if you have this ability, go to heaven as soon as possible. You are worthy of a capable person like you." In terms of yin and yang, magistrate Cheng has never been afraid of others.

Wang Chi was stunned by these words, so he went to see Yan Chixia again: "How about it, do you want to make this bet with the old man?"

Yan Chixia took a deep breath. The smell in the cell was not pleasant, but it could make him calm down faster. He knew he couldn't be fooled by Wang Chi, but he couldn't tolerate being trampled on by someone like this at all. underfoot.

"Okay! Then if I win, you have to swear that you will never use Taoism again from now on. If you break the oath, you will be entangled in sin and your soul will not be able to die."

"It's such a poisonous oath, little official, are you just watching him bully the old man like this?"

Cheng Jin laughed: "You all know that our yamen is not serious. Isn't it contradictory to ask for justice at this time? Or is it that you are cowardly? Wang Sheng's fairy dance, you are 'borrowing a knife to kill' again. Again, if a good person wants to exorcise the Wang family, he is afraid of karma. Don’t think others are too stupid, and Wang Sheng’s life is not as valuable as you think.”

So you want to destroy Daoist Yan with the death of Wang Sheng, you have a good idea.