Lin Ji was still confused until he came downstairs.
This Taoist priest is very powerful, at least he is a figure in the fourth realm of Wisdom. Monks in this realm increase their wisdom, open their souls, and strengthen their five senses.
Lin Ji, I'm afraid, has no other option but to run away.
And such a character was beaten half to death by Master Xingchi's flashy Buddha Palm move.
"Master Xingchi won't kill him?"
"Amitabha, since there are court laws to deal with it, the old monk will not overstep his authority." Master Xingchi said.
Lin Ji nodded, but his heart felt a little hot.
The fun was already enjoyable enough, but I didn’t expect there would be an unexpected surprise.
This Taoist priest killed seven or eight ordinary people. According to the laws of the Qin Dynasty, one of them must be executed.
He will be sentenced tonight and beheaded at Caishikou tomorrow morning.
Lin Ji only needs to write his name in the karma book and behead him tomorrow.
The gift of heaven will be available.
Although Lin Ji is more Buddhist, there is no reason for him to not want this kind of benefit delivered to his door.
He found a rope and tied up the Taoist priest, then kicked his Dantian.
The severe pain caused the Taoist priest to wake up, and when he realized his condition, he immediately yelled: "Young official, how dare you..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lin Ji kicked out all the teeth in his mouth.
He also disliked these monks who did not care about the lives of ordinary people, thought they were superior to others, and "slayed demons and demons" in order to slay demons.
"You won't survive tomorrow noon, so stop howling."
Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest's eyes suddenly widened. He wanted to argue again, but Lin Ji found another rag and stuffed his mouth.
"Song Er, take the man back to the Yamen and ask the county magistrate to go to court and sentence him to death. I will come to execute him at noon tomorrow."
"As ordered." Song Erti slipped away from the Taoist priest.
"Almsgiver Lin, it's getting late, so the old monk left first. Tomorrow afternoon, the old monk will come to visit you again."
"Master, are you still looking for me?" Lin Ji was a little surprised.
Master Xingchi said with a smile: "The old monk came to Qingyang County firstly to repay Hu Nu's kindness, and secondly because of the benefactor."
After the words fell, Master Xingchi did not explain any more.
The swan girl transformed into her original form and turned into a white swan that was taller than a human being.
He sat cross-legged on top of the swan and left with a smile on his face.
Seeing this, Lin Ji didn't ask any more questions.
Anyway, Master Xingchi will come to see him tomorrow, it will only be one night, and his curiosity is not that serious yet.
...
Late at night, the family members of the unfortunate man who was beaten to death in Minghua House beat drums and complained.
Magistrate Li went to court overnight.
After hearing about the Taoist priest's deeds, he first rewarded the Taoist priest with fifty big slabs in front of the family members, and then gave the Taoist priest in turn the torture tools used to extract confessions.
If he were still a monk, these flesh wounds would naturally be nothing.
But the Taoist priest was kicked to the Dantian by Lin Ji. After this severe punishment, he was already close to death.
"Tomorrow at noon, we will ask for a cut at Caishikou."
The lot fell to the ground, and the Taoist priest's death was inevitable.
If it were normal, even if it was to be executed, a letter would have to be submitted to the Ministry of Punishment in the capital, and the execution could only be carried out after the Ministry of Punishment received confirmation of the news.
But in these troubled times, heavy codes are used everywhere.
If you can save the process of the death penalty, you can save it. If you can kill someone today, you will never delay it until tomorrow.
Lin Ji, who rushed back to the county government office, took the Taoist priest to the prison.
When the prison boss saw Lin Ji appearing, he quickly came up to greet him.
"Captain Lin, is this the prisoner on death row tomorrow?"
"Um."
"Okay, I'm going to prepare the meal."
"I don't have any teeth, so forget about it." Lin Ji shook his head and dismissed the prisoner.
Looking at the dying Taoist priest, Lin Ji took out the book of cause and effect.
'The demon acted unscrupulously and killed several innocent people. He should be executed.'
After adding new content in the blank space, Lin Jicai asked casually:
"Your cultivation level is not low. Do you ever regret that you are in this embarrassing state?"
"Bah! Humans and monsters have always been at odds with each other since ancient times. It doesn't matter if a few lowly people are accidentally killed in order to kill monsters." The Taoist priest had no teeth and his speech was very vague, but he was still quite tough.
"It's a pity that you still persist in your obsession even before you die." Lin Ji shook his head, but was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
After closing the cell door and telling the cell leader not to let the prisoner die, Lin Ji went home to rest.
...
At noon the next day, Caishikou.
Under the knife, the Taoist priest's neck was pressed into the gap.
If he were an ordinary criminal, he could just kneel on the ground and chop him with a big knife.
But monks are different. Even if they want to behead, they must at least use a tiger-head guillotine.
This is a rule that has been set since the founding of the Qin Dynasty.
Lin Ji held the knife and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
The Taoist priest said nothing, closed his eyes and waited for death.
Seeing this, Lin Ji was too lazy to talk nonsense anymore.
As soon as noon arrived, Magistrate Li dropped the order on the execution platform.
The knife fell, blood spattered three feet, and the Taoist priest's head was separated.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Ji felt a mysterious and mysterious force surrounding himself.
The spiritual energy in his Dantian was a bit restless and had increased a lot. But how much benefit it would have, we have to wait until he practices and refines all the cultivation skills that came out of thin air to know.
"I can barely suppress the spiritual energy in my Dantian. How sinful this Taoist priest is." Lin Ji was a little surprised.
Even though he killed the ghost general that day, Lin Ji did not feel any obvious increase in spiritual energy in his dantian.
"You really deserve to die."
After the execution, Lin Ji returned home directly.
After practicing in the room for an hour and barely suppressing the restless spiritual energy in his Dantian, he had to exit the cultivation state.
Because Master Xingchi has arrived.
"Master is here." Lin Ji poured a cup of overnight tea and handed it over.
Master Xingchi didn't even touch the tea cup.
"Donor Lin, do you still remember what we said the last time you and I met?" Master Xingchi asked.
"Master said that I have a deep connection with Buddhism and wants to take me to Buddhism." Lin Ji shook his head and said, "I have no intention of escaping to Buddhism. If this is the reason, Master doesn't need to say anything."
Master Xingchi was a little disappointed.
"It's okay if the donor doesn't want to. That's not why the old monk came to look for the donor."
After a pause, the smile on Master Xingchi's face rarely disappeared.
Seeing this serious look, Lin Ji also put down the tea cup in his hand.
"Master, what do you want from me?"
"Is the soul-fixing and demonic pestle still in the hands of the donor?"
Lin Ji was startled.
Only this stupid thing, he really didn't want to mention at all.
"Yes." Lin Ji responded calmly, and then said, "No merit will be rewarded. This Buddhist treasure is hot to the touch. Master, you'd better take it back."
With that said, Lin Ji was about to go back to the room and take out the magic pestle.
Master Xingchi shook his head, the smile reappeared on his face, and he looked at Lin Ji teasingly.
"The donor is so eager to get rid of the Vajra Demonic Pestle, but he already knows the whole story?"
Speaking of which, Lin Ji no longer needed to hide it.
"So the person I killed was really the son of the Ghost King of Liangcheng? Now Liangcheng is besieged by thousands of ghosts, is it also because of me?"
Master Xingchi nodded.
"This matter is nothing. The Ghost King's son is just an introduction."
"What do you mean?" Lin Ji asked.
"You will know after the donor reaches the fourth level." Master Xingchi stood up and clasped his hands together, saying, "This matter has great merit and virtue, and it must be done by the donor."
"What's going on? I'm just a little kid in the spiritual realm. What kind of great merit can befall me?"
"The donor only needs to keep the magic pestle and wait patiently."
After the words fell, Master Xingchi ignored Lin Ji's questioning and attempts to stay, and Shi Shiran left.
When Master Xingchi was really out of sight, Lin Jicai stopped with a look of helplessness.
"This bald donkey talks half of what he says!"
"No, when he gave me the Vajra and Demonic Pestle, did he already calculate that I would meet that ghost general?"
"Is it possible that the death of the Ghost King's son was also planned? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that a mere ghost general would dare to wreak havoc on the official road?"
Lin Ji didn't dare to think about it anymore.
If you think about it any longer, you will only scare yourself.
"That's all, the soldiers are coming to cover up the water and the earth. Master Xingchi can tell me this in person, so it shouldn't be a harm to me."
"Go back and practice. Everything is external to you, except your cultivation. Even if there is something dangerous for me to do, the higher your cultivation level, the more confident you will be in saving your life."
After so many years in Jian Tiansi, this was the first time that Lin Ji was eager to improve his cultivation.