Four hundred and sixtieth nine chapters: do it with ease
"Precious grapefruit floats in the sea, white rice never sinks, and resentful souls never cease. The village chief is afraid that chaos will arise."
In front of the beach, a fat Taoist priest with oval cheeks stood behind the altar, looking at the precious pomelo and white rice floating on the sea, and said quietly.
Behind him, the silver-haired and wrinkled old man Hua Shan stood in front of a group of villagers and asked in a deep voice: "Master, what should we do?"
The Taoist priest pondered for a moment and then said slowly: "Find a troupe as soon as possible. On the anniversary of his death tomorrow, after the sun goes down, we will immediately sing "Shui Man Jin Shan", hoping to resolve their grievances..."
Not far away, listening to their incoherent conversation, Qin Yao understood in his heart.
The "they" mentioned by the Taoist priest were obviously the resentful souls whose bodies were thrown into the sea.
About two or three hundred years ago, the ancestors of the three surnames in this village hacked into a tribute ship belonging to the imperial court, killed all the officers and soldiers on board, threw their bodies into the sea, and divided up the ship's gold and silver treasures.
"They" refers to the resentful souls of the officers and soldiers on the ship.
It is worth mentioning that there was not only gold and silver on the ship back then, but also a sealed Qin corpse.
Later, there was a story about Qin's corpse reviving, and a Taoist borrowing a sword to seal it again...
"Village chief, there are strangers here."
At this time, a villager suddenly approached the old man and whispered.
The village chief frowned and turned to look at the burly figure walking slowly: "Who is your Excellency?"
Qin Yao: "I am a Taoist priest from Maoshan. I was passing by here and saw the dark clouds covering the village behind you. It seems that a great disaster is coming, so I came to inquire about the situation."
The village chief's heart was pounding and he quickly looked at the fat Taoist: "Taoist, are you serious about this?"
The fat Taoist shook his head and said: "The poor Taoist has a low level of cultivation and can't see any dark clouds, but this is not unreasonable."
The village chief's mood became increasingly heavy and he looked at Qin Yao: "Can this Taoist priest help this village resolve this crisis? Don't worry, the reward is easy to say."
Qin Yao muttered: "Prepare a place for me to live. If any evil spirit appears, pass me first!"
He is not very interested in saving the three surnames, because the premise that the disaster will not affect future generations is that the stolen money will not benefit future generations.
These sinners later used that ship of bloody gold and silver to live freely until now. Not to mention that they deserved their death, but they would not have suffered any loss anyway.
The main reason is that he needs an excuse to live in the village so that he can have a chance to improve his moral virtue. After all, if he comes here just to get back Zhong Kui's sword, then this story will be in vain!
"well."
The village chief was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately said: "The village has prepared a place to live and three meals a day for the Taoist priest. I will give you a big thank you after this disaster is over."
Having said this, he turned to look at the fat Taoist: "Taoist Master Yun, please stay as well. This village will definitely entertain you well."
The fat Taoist waved his hands repeatedly: "I still have something to do in the mountain, so I won't stay here."
He knows that his skills are shallow and his skills are okay, but he must not stay and take risks!
The old village chief was a man of his own. He immediately figured out what Taoist Yun was thinking. Then he looked at Qin Yao with a gentler, kinder look and said with a smile: "Forget it, Taoist Yun will go back if you have anything to do."
Well, what do you call this new Taoist priest?"
"The poor Taoist Qin Yao."
"Chief Qin, please come with me. There happens to be a vacant house in the village hall." The village chief said with a smile.
It was night in a blink of an eye.
The tides surge and the moon crescents.
The village chief, who was kind and kind during the day, now had a stern face, and led dozens of young men holding torches to a house. The light of the torches immediately alarmed the women in the room.
A flash of pain flashed across the woman's face, she looked deeply at her son who was sleeping soundly on the bed, gritted her teeth, and walked out of the room resolutely.
The village chief led people to escort the woman to the river. At this time, someone brought a pig cage and threw it in front of the woman with a bang.
"Xiao Xiangma, our village will not kill people for no reason, let alone randomly. Now I ask you, do you know why you are dipped in the pig cage?" the village chief asked seriously.
Xiaoxiang's mother lowered her head and said, "Annihilate the men from other villages."
The village chief shook his head and said: "You are wrong, it is not because of this.
Your husband died early. It would be morally wrong for you to find a lover at most. We will not kill someone just because of moral wrongness.
Your capital crime is to betray the secrets of this village and tell your annihilator about the treasure, which may very well bring disaster to this village.
Now the village chief wants to dip you into a pig cage, are you convinced?"
"Village chief, I just mentioned the treasure thing casually..." Xiaoxiang's mother said reluctantly.
"Did you just mention it casually?"
The village chief said coldly: "But the news I received is that you gave all the treasure maps to the annihilator."
Xiaoxiang’s mother: “…”
"Put her in a pig cage and let her sink into the pond." Seeing her slumped down, the village chief said seriously.
At the same time, under the starry sky, in the darkness, Qin Yao, who was hiding in the corner, said calmly: "Athena, save that woman, send her away from here, and tell her never to come back again."
"yes."
A subtle response sounded in the void, and then a white light streaked across the night sky and disappeared into the river and sea...
"Atong, go kill her killer and get the treasure map back."
In front of the beach, village chief Dan Mo said as he watched the woman trapped in the pig cage sink into the sea.
"Yes, Uncle Biao." A young man in the crowd said respectfully.
"This village is much better than Gantian Town." Qin Yao murmured as he looked at the villagers by the river who looked like wild ghosts.
If it were the ignorant people in Gantian Town, they would probably still be debating whether to deal with Xiao Xiang's mother, let alone Shen Tang in such a straightforward manner.
the next day.
The village office is in a two-story building with elegant decoration.
Qin Yao sat in front of the bed by the window on the second floor, took out the white jade official seal, and called up the recent details:
Save Xiaoxiang's mother and gain 47 points of Yin De.
The current total Yin Virtue is: one hundred and five thousand four hundred and four points.
"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat!" Qin Yao sighed softly as he put away the white jade official seal.
Originally, he would never take a gain of less than one hundred thousand in his eyes, but now that he has a debt of more than eighty thousand, his mentality can't help but have some changes...
"Brother Feng, this is the village."
At the same time, outside the village.
A round-faced middle-aged man wearing a suit, sunglasses, and stubble pointed at San Xing Village, turned to his companions and said.
That companion had a crew cut, thick eyebrows, sparse beard, a calm complexion, and an appearance that matched Uncle Jiu perfectly. He was the rising star of the Fucheng Police Force—Uncle Feng.
"Ah Chun, are you sure this village is a poisonous village?" Uncle Feng raised his head and looked at the smoke-filled village and asked seriously.
Shi Chun paused for a moment and said helplessly: "I'm not sure, but apart from fighting drugs, I really can't think of any way to make people rich for generations without engaging in production and without any superficial business channels.
To be honest, I also secretly disguised myself and sneaked into the village to investigate for a period of time, but I still found nothing.
Every household has money, but those with more money have no land to put it on.
I really had no other choice, so I invited you here from Fucheng."
Uncle Feng: "..."
This is outrageous.
"I understand, you should go back to the police station first." After a while, Uncle Feng ordered: "I will pretend to be a tourist and go to the village alone to investigate. Remember, only I can find you, you must not come.