On the weekend, Lin Wan had two weekends off, so Lu Zheng went to chat with her all night on Friday night, and went shopping together on Saturday. However, Lin Wan answered a phone call on the way, and then Huang Xiumin showed up very uninterested.
"Lu Zheng, let me tell you, Liu Yifan died, and his whole family died. The death was extremely miserable!" Huang Xiumin said while making exaggerated gestures, "The whole body was as stiff as a corpse, but the bones turned into noodles. Do an autopsy.
Everyone said they had never seen such a strange disease before."
Lu Zheng had a disgusted expression on his face, "So what exactly do you want to say?"
"I mean, their family has all suffered retribution. Once Liu Yifan's family died, the Longxia Group is now in chaos. The company's elders and distant relatives of Liu Yifan's family are fighting over each other. It's really lively."
When Huang Xiumin said this, he looked at Lin Wan and Lu Zheng curiously, "By the way, don't you feel relieved at all?"
Lu Zheng immediately clenched his fists and made an angry gesture, "Relieve your hatred! It's so relieving!"
"Tch—" Huang Xiumin curled her lips with disdain, "Perfunctory, the acting is terrible."
Speaking of this, Huang Xiumin touched Lin Wan and snickered quietly, "Did you celebrate last night?"
Lin Wan pursed her lips and smiled, "Yes, we celebrated most of the night."
Huang Xiumin only felt a twinge of soreness in her teeth. She said, "It was me who dragged you into playing the script and killed me! I am your matchmaker, you have to thank me!"
"No. 224!"
"Thank you. It's our turn now. Let's get the milk tea!" Lin Wan handed the note in her hand to Huang Xiumin's hand.
Taking advantage of Huang Xiumin's break to get milk tea, Lin Wan leaned into Lu Zheng's ear and asked, "Is it the bone-transforming cotton palm or the blood-coagulating divine claw?"
"You have read too many martial arts novels, this is obviously Jinbo Shunhua's poison."
Lin Wan blinked, "What is Jinbo Xunhua?"
"At first glance, you look like a fake martial arts fan. You don't even know the three strange poisons in Jin Yong's works."
"When did I say that I was a fan of martial arts?" Lin Wan said confidently, and then seeing Lu Zheng's innocent expression, she couldn't help but asked in confusion, "It's really not you?"
Lu Zheng shrugged, "If it were really me, I'd be afraid that you would send me in with your own hands."
Lin Wan bit her lip and was silent for a moment, "Not anymore."
Lu Zheng tapped Lin Wan's forehead, "Character, remember your character. You are a selfless and cold-faced policewoman."
Then Lin Wan remembered the policewoman scene where Lu Zheng kept her cold face last night. She couldn't help but blush, and she wanted to bite Lu Zheng.
"Milk tea is here!" Huang Xiumin came over and handed a cup of matcha latte to Lin Wan, "What did you say?"
Lu Zheng said, "It's been a while since I've played script killing. Would you like to play a game this afternoon?"
Huang Xiumin shrugged, "Why do you want to play scripted killing? You see, your classmate and that little girl have stopped playing scripted killing since they became a couple. What a waste of time."
Lu Zhengruo looked at Huang Xiumin thoughtfully, and Huang Xiumin stared back, "What are you looking at? I finally have a rest today. I want to go shopping with Lin Wan, okay?"
You are a policeman and you are right!
…
After a leisurely weekend, Lin Wan returned to busy work, and Lu Zheng also began to practice in ancient times. After all, the Light of Luck had made another fortune, and he would not be willing to spend it all.
As a result, within a few days, Yuan Jing came to Lu Zheng's house with a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties and dressed like a housekeeper.
"Junior Brother Yuan Zheng."
"Senior Brother Yuanjing, please sit down, and this..." Lu Zheng extended his hand to guide the two of them into the room.
"This is the housekeeper of Zhang Mansion in Pingtan County, Mr. Zhang Zhuo." Yuan Jing introduced.
"Hello, Butler Zhang." Lu Zheng held his hand.
"Hello, Mr. Lu! I've met Mr. Lu!" Zhang Zhuo quickly returned the greeting.
Lu Zheng asked the two of them to sit down and asked Uncle Li to serve tea. Then he turned to Yuan Jing and asked, "Zhang Mansion in Pingtan County, I remember it is..."
Yuan Jing nodded, "It's the same house that Brother Wei went to before."
Lu Zheng blinked and said nothing.
Butler Zhang didn't say anything, but Yuan Jing didn't care. "It's been less than five days since I got rid of the evil ghost last time. The Zhang family came again and said it was haunted again."
"What?" Lu Zheng looked confused. Ghosts are not leeks. Can old ones die and new ones grow?
"Uncle Mingjun is not here, so this matter is quite fishy, so Master asked me to bring Butler Zhang to find you. Let's go to Pingtan County together to see what's going on, so that we can have someone to look after us on the way.
."
Lu Zheng:╭(╯^╰)╮
I just decided not to go out in Tonglin County last time. If you come to ask me to go on a mission today, is it a slap in the face?
The laymen of Baiyunguan are equivalent to registered disciples. They have little rights and therefore do not have many responsibilities. Under normal circumstances, Baiyunguan will not come to them unless they encounter a situation where they are short of manpower or unable to cope with it, such as now.
It's not that Lu Zheng can't refuse, but you have to have a decent reason. If not...
"Okay, when will we set off?" Lu Zheng nodded in agreement. Forget it, Yuan Jing can deal with the foreign objects anyway, so he will be fine, not to mention the light of luck. Pingtan County is right next door.
, it’s not like a dragon’s pond or a tiger’s den.
"Tomorrow morning." Yuan Jing said.
He didn't know Lu Zheng's psychological activities, otherwise he didn't know whether there would be a competition between fellow disciples.
…
Early the next morning, Yuan Jing and the Zhang family's carriage arrived at the entrance of Tongyi Lane. In addition to housekeeper Zhang Zhuo, there was also a driver and an accompanying guard.
"Tsk, tsk, this is a wealthy family." Lu Zheng tsk-tsk.
"The Zhang family has been in Pingtan County for four generations. Now it has thousands of acres of fertile land and ten shops. On weekdays, the county magistrate entertains guests, drinks with scholars, builds bridges and paves roads over the years, and is charitable and charitable. He has a good reputation in the county and countryside."
Lu Zheng raised his hand, interrupted Butler Zhang's flattery, and suddenly asked Yuan Jing, "Is there any place similar to our Baiyun Temple around Pingtan County?"
Yuan Jing nodded, then shook his head, "There is a temple, but it was abandoned more than ten years ago."
"Hiss——" Lu Zheng took a breath, and the BGM of "A Chinese Ghost Story" immediately sounded in his mind.
Female ghost, tree demon, black mountain...
Hey, something seems wrong?
Lu Zheng smacked his lips, "Then no other forces will enter Pingtan County?"
Yuan Jing shook his head, "Since Jiming Temple fell into disrepair ten years ago, when something happens in Pingtan County, they usually come to Tonglin County to see our Baiyun Temple."
Lu Zheng nodded clearly, then thought for a moment and his eyes flashed again, "Has senior brother been to the abandoned Jiming Temple?"
"I've been there before." Yuan Jing nodded.
"Is everything okay?" Lu Zheng couldn't help but ask.
Yuan Jing blinked, "What can happen?"
Butler Zhang and the accompanying guard also had normal expressions, which made Lu Zheng laugh dryly, thinking that he was making a fuss.
Also, in the Great Jing Dynasty, the country was peaceful and the people were safe. There were foreign forces to suppress foreign objects in the world, there were spiritual sects stationed in various places, and there were strange warriors walking around. The ordinary monsters and evil spirits seldom appeared in front of people in the Great Jing Dynasty, which was different from the Liaozhai world.
…
Two days later, the task was completed.
…
Lu Zheng was already prepared to fight the evil ghost, and then either dig out the bloody plot, or bring out the mastermind behind the scenes.
It turned out to be a story about a newly deceased little ghost who coveted the residual yin energy of an evil ghost after his death and came to take up residence in the Zhang family's old house, but was accidentally discovered by the Zhang family again.
Yuan Jing didn't take any action, Lu Zheng solved the problem with an exorcism spell.
With two points of luck, it is only a little more than the ghost soldiers in Yelan Mountain.
Then, knowing that the problem was caused by her neglecting to deal with the problem last time due to a serious injury, Yuan Jing personally took action this time to clean up the yin energy that existed in the Zhang family's old house.
Finally, after collecting a hundred dollars, the two of them were sent out by Zhang Jiali.
Lu Zheng felt like it was his first time on a mission, and there were no twists and turns or a sense of accomplishment!
"Brother, do you think there will be any problems with this home? How could his old house attract ghosts?"
After the two settled the Zhang family's affairs, they were ready to return to Tonglin County.
Yuan Jing shook his head and said, "I've seen it. His old house is shady and has been unoccupied for a long time. The well is dry and deep, and the yin energy gathers and attracts ghosts. It's not surprising."
"Oh." Lu Zheng nodded.
"That ghost should be a family member in the county who became a ghost after death. Instead of flowing into the netherworld, it was attracted by the yin energy of the old house. From then on, it took over the old house as its home. It didn't appear until it had achieved success in cultivation a few days ago."
Yuan Jing said.
"Oh." Lu Zheng nodded.
"Don't think that the wealthy family is immoral when you encounter ghosts and go to them. It's most likely because there are many rich families in many places and situations, and they also have more things to attract ghosts."
"Yes, thank you for clarifying my doubts, senior brother." Lu Zheng bowed his hands and thanked him, thinking that he had been harmed by modern TV dramas again. Well, it was not his fault anyway.
The two were walking together and were about to leave the city when they met two people coming from outside the city.
Yuan Jing raised her eyebrows, and Lu Zheng blinked.
Of those two people, one was tall and handsome, wearing a Confucian robe covering his body, and seemed to be full of knowledge. The other was short in stature and had wandering eyes. Although he was also wearing a green shirt, he looked a bit obscene.
Two scholars came in from outside the city early in the morning?
Seeing Yuan Jing and Lu Zheng, they were obviously panicked, and then they just walked towards the city without looking away.
Lu Zheng looked at Yuan Jing, and Yuan Jing stepped forward naturally and said, "Yuan Jing, I have met you two."
The two of them were shocked. The tall man didn't know what to say, while the short man hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Yi Ziqian, I have seen the Taoist priest, why do you want to see our brother?"
"Haha, it's not anything important. I just want to ask you two why you came to the city so early in the morning." Yuan Jing had a smile on his face and his eyes were like daggers.
Lu Zheng didn't care at all. These two monsters couldn't hide their demonic aura in broad daylight. It was obvious that they were of low cultivation and could have practiced Taoism for twenty years. He could do it with just one hand.
Let them go.
"Go for a stroll in the city," the short man said.
"Go to the city to find someone," the tall man said.
The tall man froze, and the short man immediately glanced at the tall man.
"Go to the city to find someone." The short man said with a smile.
"Going to town for a stroll." the tall man quickly remedied.