Chapter 646: I don't believe that the devil brother can cover the sky with one hand
Samurai Rang stood in a room with many bookshelves on the walls in Guanpianyuan of Qingdu, looking hopefully at the young Taoist priest sitting in front of him, and said in a low voice.
"This Immortal Chief, I heard that the Qingdu Temple is the Xuantan of the Taishi Bureau, right?"
"good!"
The young Taoist priest lowered his head and answered seriously while writing something on a pamphlet on the bed.
"Excuse me, husband, what can I do?"
"Is such that……"
Samurai Rang said eagerly.
"The evil spirit killed someone's son, and someone wants to report it to the Taishi Bureau!"
"The evil spirit killed your son?"
Hearing that it was such a serious matter, the young Taoist priest did not dare to neglect. He immediately stopped what he was doing, reached out and took down a piece of paper with various squares drawn on it from the bookshelf next to him and spread it on himself.
In front of me, I lifted the brush next to me again.
"Old man, please tell me the specific situation. Pindao will help you make a record. Then our Taishi Bureau will send appropriate personnel to deal with it based on the evil ghost's strength."
"Yes Yes!"
The warrior nodded to the young Taoist priest with a grateful expression and continued.
"The thing is like this, a few nights ago, not long after someone died, his brother who turned into an evil ghost suddenly appeared with many ghost soldiers, and captured so and so's two sons and nephew..."
Before Samurai Rang finished speaking, the Taoist priest opposite him had stopped writing and looked at him with strange eyes.
"So...you are Samurai Jean?"
"That's right! That's right!"
Samurai Rang nodded repeatedly and said excitedly.
"Chief Immortal, you know something about so-and-so, can you..."
"cannot!"
Before Samurai Rang could finish his words, the Taoist priest had already flatly rejected him. Then he put down the brush in his hand and put the paper he had just pulled out directly back.
"If you had said that you were a samurai, Pindao wouldn't have bothered with this..."
"..."
The warrior blinked his eyes in astonishment, his face full of disbelief.
"Chief Immortal... didn't you say that our Taishi Bureau is specifically responsible for dealing with evil ghosts and monsters?"
"That's right!"
The Taoist priest once again took back the notebook he had just put aside and laid it out, and spoke slowly.
"But the warrior Xun Wu Shangshu did not turn into a ghost, but turned into a god. Besides, this matter also happened because you abused the eldest lady of the Yang family. So this is your family matter, and I, the Taishi Bureau, are not responsible for it.
I’ll take care of it.”
"What? No matter!"
After hearing what the young Taoist priest said, Samurai Rang immediately became anxious.
"My son was killed by evil spirits, how can you ignore it?"
"If you die, just die..."
In response to Samurai Rang's accusation, the young Taoist priest didn't even raise his head and spoke lightly.
"It's a good thing that this guy who had evil intentions towards his aunt is dead!"
"How dare you say that..."
After hearing these words, Samurai Rang felt his head buzzing, and instantly became furious. He stepped forward and slapped the table with both hands.
"That's my biological son! He died so miserably, and you actually dare to say that his death is a good thing!"
Facing the furious samurai, the young Taoist priest calmly raised his head and shouted loudly outside.
"Action team, there is an old guy here who is planning to cause trouble..."
A few minutes later, Samurai Rang was carried out of the side door of Qingdu Temple by two Taoist priests with big muscles and waist, and was thrown to the ground with a thud. Then the two Taoist priests looked at him with contempt, and with a bang, they hit him hard.
Closed the side door of the Taoist temple.
The warrior Rang, who looked sad and angry, sat on the ground outside the gate of Qingdu Temple, his body shaking with anger.
"It turns out that the Taishi Bureau doesn't care about the murder of evil spirits. Is this still a natural law? Is there any royal law?"
After sitting on the ground blankly for a while, the warrior climbed up silently, patted his robe, and walked towards Yongxingfang with heavy steps.
He would never let it go like this...
Since the Taoist priests in the Taishi Bureau said that his brother had become a god, he would go to the gods to cry and complain. If he remembered correctly, the most efficacious god in Chang'an City should be a god named Capital Emperor.
But……
"Why don't you let me in?"
The warrior Rang, holding the incense candle in his hand, had just arrived at the door of the Chenghuang Temple when he was stopped by the temple minister who had already been waiting here.
"Husband, I'm so sorry!"
Although Miao Zhu was smiling broadly, there was unconcealable contempt in his eyes when he looked at Samurai Jean.
"The City Emperor said that your affairs are the family affairs of your Wu family, and he has nothing to do with it. Besides, he doesn't want to deal with a scumbag who tries to seize his brother's property and indulges his son in molesting his younger brother and sister... So the City Emperor please ask
Dad, please stop crying to him, lest everyone be embarrassed."
"..."
The warrior didn't even know how he left the Chenghuang Temple. He only remembered the way those Chang'an people who came to the Chenghuang Temple to offer incense pointed at him under the publicity of the temple's blessings.
hateful!
He no longer believed that his dead brother could cover the sky with one hand.
If the Taoist priests and gods don't care, he will go to the monks. If the monks don't care, he will go to the shamans who believe in evil gods. In short, even if he gives up his brother's property, he will still give it to himself.
The son takes revenge.
Just when Samurai Rang came to the door of Yongxingfang with a lot of worries, he happened to bump into his two nephews Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang face to face.
As a result, before he could say hello, he saw his two nephews turning a corner at the same time, leading a few other guys who seemed to be rangers to go around and avoid him.
Samurai Rang snorted coldly and looked at the leaving figures of his two nephews with a look of resentment on his face!
These two damn beasts!
The reason why his son had an unreasonable desire for the Yang family's wife was entirely because he was instigated by these two beasts. In the end, his son died while these two beasts were still alive and well.
Why?
…
Just when Samurai Rang was looking at his two nephews with hatred, in a black carriage not far away from him, a man with faint streaks of gray at the end of his hair was looking at him,
While stroking a two-handed sword with blue light in his arms.
"Hehehe..."
The man let out several deep laughs.
"I really didn't expect that Gu Gu was just here to help him see if the warrior Yu's family knew about Pei Jieyu's identity at Pei Jieyu's request, but instead Gu Gu encountered such a big surprise."
As the man laughed, the blue light on the two-handed sword also jumped up and down, seeming to express something.
"You are right. Such dark and resentful emotions can definitely be forged into a good weapon! I believe that his hatred for the city emperor Zhang Daoyuan will definitely play its due role when Gu controls the underworld of Chang'an.
."
As he spoke, the man lowered his eyes again and gently stroked the blade of the two-handed sword with his hand.
"My baby! You are always right..."
As he spoke, the man lifted up the car curtain with his hand and said to a guard who had an expressionless face and a cold look, as if he was dead.
"Go! Inform the samurai to let that idiot know that Gu is very sympathetic to his plight and ask him to come to the East Palace to see Gu tomorrow morning!"
After hearing the man's words, the guard nodded silently, then turned and walked in the direction of the warrior.
"Hahaha……"
The man lowered the car curtain and gently touched the long sword in his hand.
"My dear, how do you think I should treat this idiot? Should I bless him directly, or...oh! You said you should let Yu Ji refine him into a Yellow Turban Warrior first, and then bless him! Yes! Say
It makes sense, so let’s do it!”
As the man muttered to himself, the carriage gradually drove away and disappeared into the streets of Chang'an.
…
"Damn it, I almost bumped into Uncle San just now!"
After walking out of the gate of Yongxingfang, Wu Yuanqing spat on the ground with some dissatisfaction and muttered something.
"If Aye finds out that we two are still walking with him, he might even come up and beat us. By the way, can't this old bastard go back to Bingzhou?"
"Why mention him..."
Wu Yuanshuang on the other side said with some indifference.
"Let's go to Pingkangfang quickly. I will make back the money I lost yesterday."
"You two gentlemen, don't worry!"
After hearing what Wu Yuanshuang said, a thin ranger who was following him immediately said jokingly.
"I have already found out clearly that today is a game in the casino. They are going to recruit a horse dealer with a very rich net worth in the North. As long as the two gentlemen cooperate with the casino a little, they can definitely get back all the money they lost yesterday.
You can also make a lot of money at the same time.”
"Yeah?"
After hearing what this ranger said, Wu Yuanshuang's face suddenly showed an impatient look.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!"
"Don't worry, it's still early..."
A handsome ranger on the other side continued.
"The gambling will only start tonight. You two young gentlemen might as well go to Lianyi Ju for a while. This afternoon, Xiulan, the oiran of Chang'an, will perform on stage in person. And it is said..."
The ranger lowered his voice and smiled very obscenely.
"Whoever rewards the most during Xiulan's performance in the afternoon will be her guest in the evening."
"Is what you said true?"
After hearing this, Wu Yuanqing suddenly became energetic.
"If you want to enter Xiulan Female History's boudoir, you must have outstanding literary talent. Not only do you have to compose poems on the topic, but you also have to be able to get into the Xiulan Female History's discernment. Are you sure that this time you only need a reward?"
"Of course, this is the secret of Pingkangfang, and casual guests will not know it."
The handsome ranger said with a confident expression.
"If I hadn't been so handsome and the Seventeenth Mother of Lian Yi Ju wanted to marry me, I would have never known about it."
"That's great!"
Wu Yuanqing clapped his hands and said impatiently.
"Today, someone must reward her hard and win the title of Xiulan Female History!"