If you want to hold a water and land dojo, the number of people must reach the number of Dayan. The number of Dayan is fifty. If one escapes, it becomes forty-nine. In other words, there should be fifty people in the hall at that time. Yun Zheng ran away
, so there were forty-nine people killed by the bombing. As for those who were performing ceremonies outside and were buried by the ruins of the hall, as well as those who were shocked to death, I don’t know how many there were. So many famous people died.
The reputation of Taoist priests and Taoists in Shu inevitably fell to the bottom in an instant.
When the judge Lu Qingyuan and the prefect Liu Zhitu arrived at Chengyan Temple, they couldn't help but change their expressions in horror when they saw the ruins of the walls and corpses everywhere. Flying rocks fell as far as two miles away, and huge beams and pillars were destroyed.
It was cut in half, and half of the cornice was attached to the animal's head and placed high on the ancient cypress outside the hall. The copper bell weighing more than 500 kilograms rolled down to the front of the mountain gate. Half of the button on the bronze bell that engaged the iron chain was missing.
, you can imagine what kind of heavy blow the bell suffered at that time.
This is not something that can be achieved by human power. This is a natural disaster or a natural punishment.
Just when they didn't know how to report such a horrific incident to Bianliang City in Tokyo, the people of Chengdu helped them give the most perfect explanation.
A wretched Taoist priest squatted in the crowd and cried out pitifully: "Han Lei, Drought Thunder has come to the world. What sin did I commit to deserve such punishment?"
The onlookers all looked at the Taoist with strange eyes as he squatted on the ground and tore his hair in pain. They gave each other an incomprehensible look and then left the Taoist with a strange smile...
"Grandma, I have lived in Chengdu for almost thirty years. This is the first time I have seen such a weird thing. A big fireball flew out of the sun and fell into Chengyan Temple..."
A thick green-skinned man crossed his arms and spoke in a low voice to a tall scholar-looking man next to him with a mysterious face. He may have been used to having a loud voice, but he didn't notice that his words were clearly heard by the people around him...
The shopkeeper of Miwen Pavilion, who specializes in selling incense and candles, complained to the shopkeeper opposite who was selling shrouds with a sad look on his face: "Mother, I can't survive this day. Even the Chengyan Temple is gone. I sell my incense and candles to ghosts."
The shopkeeper who sold the shrouds also had a disappointed look on his face. He looked at Chengyangguan who was still smoking from a distance and said enviously: "Master Ge, why are all the Taoist priests who died? If there were forty or fifty people from the Yun family who died,
, wouldn’t I make a great fortune? Those corpses were chopped to pieces by drought and thunder, now Hou Zuozuo can make a lot of money, and the reward for just stitching the corpses together is quite a lot."
"If you want to kill a thousand swords, it's better to say less. I haven't seen nearly a hundred of those Taoist priests being hacked to death because of deceiving talents. Grandpa Lei Gong and Grandma Dian Mu, they may not have gone far yet. I will give it to you after I hear what you say."
Come on, why don't you go to the Palace of Hell to make money?"
Duan Hong stood in the crowd, listening to them chattering about the magic of drought and thunder. He was at a loss for a while. A long time ago, he believed in the existence of gods, but he did not believe that gods would help people because his mother had prayed for him since he was a child.
Almost all the gods failed to save a small family from decline.
Now, he suddenly discovered that the god might be in the human world. If his misconception was correct, the god should be the young man with a pony tail. He had seen how he played with people's hearts. Duan Hong did not believe in the god.
When that guy needs rescue the most, he will come to the rescue without fail. He is not the most beloved illegitimate son of the gods!
Over and over again, we searched for strange things at the fire scene. In addition to the smoke smoke, there was also a smell of sulfur. The place where the statue used to be was now a big pit. As for the head of the Sanqing statue, it was found half a mile away.
One statue belonged to Taishang Laojun, and the other two statues were completely turned into ashes.
Some of the square tiles on the floor were still there. After sweeping away the loose soil on them, I found that the closer the square tiles were to the big pit, the more they were broken, and there was not a single square tile in the big pit...
If it is a punishment from heaven, the first place to be hit should be the statue of Sanqing. This completely forms a paradox. Assuming that the God of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning exist, it means that gods also exist. If gods are
If it exists, then the Sanqing Dynasty also really exists. Could it be said that lower gods like Thunder God and Lightning Mother dare to offend Tao Ancestor?
Chengyan Temple had already suffered a fire disaster before it was punished by heaven. Duan Honghong wanted to find the craftsmen who repaired the doors and windows of the hall and painted the statues with gold. He found some, but he had never seen others. This is
It's too suspicious. Maybe those people know where the craftsmen come from. Duan Hong stood in the ruins and thought wildly...
"Work!" The bad-tempered head catcher struck the dark wood next to Duan Hong with his whip. He was reprimanded by the prefect today. The catcher thought that he was too innocent. How could he be blamed for such a thing as divine punishment?
Incompetence?
It is not uncommon for Duan Hong to suffer unfair treatment. He is not good at speaking and comes from a poor family. In addition, he always thinks differently from the captor, so it is expected that he will be sent to do the dirtiest and most tiring work.
matter.
Duan Hong opened his mouth, but finally chose to shut up and lower his head to work. He picked up a thigh from the ground and put it in a bamboo basket. This thigh had not yet found its owner. Now his job is to work hard to piece together these stumps.
, and then buried them in mass graves. The Taoist priests in other Taoist temples refused to accept these people, thinking that they were sinners who had suffered divine punishment and should not enjoy the Taoist funeral ceremony. The drought and thunder had completely shattered their souls.
It's a shameless thing to be killed by corpses or soldiers, so don't let it go!
Duan Hong knew that many Taoist temples in Chengdu Prefecture had changed their temple owners in the shortest possible time. He clearly knew that this was the main reason why those people were unwilling to take in the corpses. After he reported the arrest, the only instruction he received was: "Shut up."
Fuck you!"
Duan Hong had guessed more than half of the structure of the matter. He had even identified the murderer. The only thing he couldn't figure out was how Yun Zheng made such a big fuss. At that time, when Qingyun Palace was torn apart, Duan Hong could see it better than anyone else.
clear.
From the beginning, he didn't believe that someone like Yun Zheng would be captured without hesitation. What happened in Longmen Town told him that there was a terrible demon hidden in the body of that young man with a smile on his face and a soft voice.
Which young man can smile happily after seeing a basket of human heads and not forget his bet?
Speaking of the bet, Duan Hong smiled softly. He now had three guan of money wrapped around his waist. This was his only gain from this incident. The three guan of breakfast money turned into
I won three coins, all thanks to Yunzheng. The Ruyi Gambling House had the highest odds of "escaping unscathed." I was the only one who bet three coins. Although the odds were a thousand times higher, I was the only one.
After betting on this handicap, even the most reckless gamblers in Chengdu have never bet a penny on this handicap.
Thinking of the official announcement, Duan Hong's joy at winning money quickly disappeared. Seventy-three people died, nine were seriously injured, and countless others were slightly injured. This is not a number that makes people happy.
.
But what saddened Duan Hong the most was the final conclusion - divine punishment!
He believed that these two words were the greatest insult to the profession of being a detective and an insult to the intelligence of the people in the world. However, he was at a loss to find the root cause and provide a solid basis for Duan Hong.
Lu Weng was giving a banquet to the guests. He did not have time to wait for his great-granddaughter's wedding. Anyone, even a beggar, who passed by the house would be pulled into the house by Lu Weng, who smiled like a birthday star, and had a feast on the running water feast.
The Huang family and the Zheng family were also having a big banquet, so these days, there were no beggars on the street.
The reputation of the Lu family rose to the extreme in just one day, becoming the biggest beneficiary of this incident. Not only was the plaque of the friendly family sent back by the prefect, but they also visited the house to apologize. The silk business of the Huang and Zheng families also
Regaining procurement from the government, the share is 30% more than before.
Compared with the scene where the Lu family was crowded with guests, the Yun family seemed very quiet. Yun Zheng was lying on a deck chair. The tall yellow jujube tree left a large shade here. It was most comfortable to take a nap under the tree. The only thing
The only drawback was that there were always bird droppings falling from the sky, so Yun Er held a long bamboo pole and helped his brother chase away the birds.
Bacon was sitting on a small stool holding the soles of his shoes. It was strange that the eldest young master hated wearing good shoes bought on the street, but he preferred to wear his own shoes that could separate the left and right feet. Although it was the idea given by the young master.
, the bacon was still very happy, so I used hemp thread to cover it tightly on the soles of my shoes.
Yun Zheng stretched out his hand lazily, and Yun Er immediately put a small teapot in his brother's hand. He was very obedient. This time, he was really convinced by his brother.
Lao Liao was counting all kinds of gifts in the front hall, especially the large amount of dowry sent by the Lu family. They were all packed in red paint boxes and filled the hall. Lao Liao took the maids to count them, and then he was very busy keeping accounts.
To my surprise, as soon as I finished counting the gifts from the Lu family, the gifts from the Huang family and the Zheng family arrived one after another.
The two women dressed as maids who were delivering gifts from the Lu family quietly entered the backyard. When they saw Yun Zheng sitting on the recliner like a lazy cat, he covered his mouth and snickered. The younger one couldn't hold it back and laughed a little louder.
Yun Zheng heard this, he looked back and said with a smile: "You said you were here to give gifts, why did you send someone here too?"
Lu Qingqing bit her handkerchief angrily and said bitterly: "I'm just here to look at my dowry."
"It is said that newlyweds should not meet each other one month before they get married. You don't follow the rules at all. I am very worried that when you get married, you will laugh when your cousin carries you out of the house."
"You're just an apprentice, but you really think you're a treasure? Oh, let's not talk about this anymore, can you tell me how you did it? Tell me, okay?" Lu Qingqing squatted next to Yun Zheng and made a disgusted sound.