Chapter 77 Be ruthless, then be more ruthless than anyone else!
"Black Donkey, we're not looking anymore. Let's take a rest. It's almost five o'clock. We'll go back to town at dawn."
After Zhang Wenfeng figured it out, he said hello to the donkey.
He was not prepared to investigate the role played by the Qingshui Temple Taoist priests. In the past ten years, those Taoist priests came to Xihe Mountain to catch ghosts every three or two years, and each time they were able to retreat safely and coax the ghosts.
He guessed that there should be some unknown relationship between the old ghost and Qingshui Temple?
He has solved the ghost mountain incident and left some clues. It is up to Wu Qianping, Fu Gujing and others to investigate. No one is easy to fool. He has solved the problem. Is that really good?
It is said that he has also caught a problem and is waiting to be dealt with in Jie Zhai.
The donkey agreed and ran out of the cave.
It disliked the bad smell and heavy yin inside the cave, and played with the little ones crawling from its pockets onto its back.
Every time the little mountain badger failed to catch it and fell off its back, it would turn its neck and catch it in its mouth, then put the little guy back on its back. It had such a great time playing that it took the time to ask the viewer who came out.
"Master, you are full of ink (bad), could you please give your little toy a name?"
"...it's not bad to call it a mountain badger."
"You're here again. Please think carefully and choose a serious name."
"Then let's call it Donkey Badger, which is your surname. If you feel dissatisfied, you can choose a homophone. Donkey has the same pronunciation as Lu, and badger has the same pronunciation as Huan. Call it 'Lu Huan'. It sounds catchy and easy to remember, and it is also festive and distinctive. It's special formal."
Zhang Wenfeng sat cross-legged on the lid of the sarcophagus, talking seriously.
"Donkey Badger, Lu Huan...well, this name is well-acquired, and he deserves to be the leader of the temple."
Donkey was very satisfied with the name that the conservator had chosen for the little boy. He gave it a thumbs up, then leaned forward with a stern look on his face and said, "Master, can you help me think of a more resounding and majestic name?"
Regarding the name, he is actually very worried about it. What kind of words can he say if he can't show off his cool and famous name?
Those cats and dogs who make soy sauce all have names like Zhang San Li Si.
Zhang Wenfeng rarely had a moment of leisure, so he thought for a while and said slowly: "Prosperous wealth, good fortune, treasure..."
The donkey lowered his face, bared his teeth and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Master, I'm really upset. Don't think I don't know these are the names of dogs. A yellow dog in the town is called 'Wangcai', and you still fool me!" "
Zhang Wenfeng's glance was extremely lethal.
The donkey shrank its neck, knowing that it was going to be trained again.
"When will you change your impatient temper? I haven't finished speaking yet, why don't you turn your face and show me, Ang?"
"I don't dare, Master Guan. I'm thick-skinned, how can I turn over?"
"I mean, how can I give you dog names like 'Wangcai, Laifu, Jinbao'? They are unbearably vulgar and vulgar, and they are not worthy of your noble temperament... Well, let's use 'Lu' as the name. The last name is quite unique, but the first name..."
"It must be grand, powerful, and sound good..."
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the talkative donkey who interrupted: "Lv Zi Jin (Bao), a catchy name, a very good name!"
He really likes easy-to-understand names like Lu Jinbao and Lu Wangcai, which bring joy to his heart.
The donkey muttered "Luzi comes in, Lvzi comes in", turned around and grabbed the little one who almost fell to the ground, picked it up and threw it on his back, grinning: "Not bad, thank you for the name, from now on I will be called 'Lvzi'" Enter'!"
It's better than the names he has been thinking about on his own, such as Donkey Heizi, Donkey Dan, and Donkey Da, which are easy to associate with him.
I sighed in my heart, it is not easy to choose a name that is sweet to my heart.
The donkey suddenly discovered that the little boy opened his dark eyes, and under the weak flickering candle light, he grabbed the hair on his back and looked at him, looking cute and adorable.
"Master, Lu Huan has opened his eyes, and he is looking at me!"
The donkey made a fuss and shared its new discoveries and novel moods.
Zhang Wenfeng was stunned for a long time before he remembered that "Lu Huan" was the name he had just given to the little girl.
It sounds really awkward and unrecognizable.
I almost thought there was a ghost coming to this place again. It would be better to call it Mountain Badger.
He said perfunctorily: "Okay, you guys play while I practice for a while."
His Taoist robe was torn in many places, he performed a Qingmu Wuyou Jue, calmed down and meditated with his eyes closed, adjusting his breath.
The fresh air comes slowly and the mist gradually rises.
The night has passed and a new day has begun.
The dock town is already very lively when the sky lights up.
The mountain people picking vegetables in the countryside, the people on the boats catching fish in the river, the dock workers who get up early, and the breakfast shops selling soup cakes and homemade cakes all evoke the atmosphere of life in the town.
News spread quickly in the town, and everyone knew that the old wealthy family in Zhenxijie was in bad luck. Many people were gloating about the misfortune and gossiping among themselves about what they had heard or speculated, and they were very energetic.
They like to hear about the misfortunes that happen to a rich man's family, especially when the government confiscates his home, and they can have some fun to talk about after dinner.
Zhang Wenfeng put on the bamboo hat tied to the donkey's back, lowered the brim of his hat, and grabbed a hot, wheat-scented cooking cake wrapped in dried lotus leaves in his hand. While eating, he walked through the crowd and walked towards the ajar door of Jie Zhai.
The donkey followed behind.
Under the gaze of curious and probing eyes, he opened the door and strode in.
"Who...oh, oh, the adults are here."
Xiang Yong, who was taking a nap in the ear room, was awakened. He let go of his hand to touch the handle of the knife and shouted in the direction of the yard.
All the people who wanted to watch the excitement hurriedly walked away to avoid getting into trouble.
Wu You was able to run over from the Second Entrance Courtyard as fast as he could. Seeing that Mr. Zhang was in a state of embarrassment and seemed to have had a few vicious fights with someone, he was stunned for a moment. He couldn't ask about Mr. Zhang's affairs, so he came closer and whispered: "That man is awake.
, he clamored to see the person in charge of our place, and even threatened..."
He didn't say the unpleasant words that followed.
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at Xiang Yong, who was standing swaying, and ordered: "Brothers have worked hard all night, Zhong Youxi, please take someone on a trip to get some delicious food. Don't treat the brothers badly." He threw one.
Broken silver.
Zhong Youxi took the money and thanked him, smiled from ear to ear, waved his hand, and led the two village heroes out.
When I walked into the courtyard, I could hear the yelling and threats coming from the west room upstairs, which was unbearable.
Zhang Wenfeng glanced at Wu Youde who was sneering, and said loudly: "Don't let them have any shame. If they continue to fool around, drag a few of them around the town, help them beat the gongs and drums, call more people to see, if you are a thief, you still do something like this."
The face is here?"
He used Yuan Qi's pulse-cutting technique to seal off several important acupuncture points of the thief. Within six hours, Jie Zhiquan could not even hope to open them.
If you play hard with him, let's see who is more cruel!
Not used to it.
It was instantly quiet upstairs.
If you really were dragged around the town and were treated like monkeys by the country people who were watching the fun, and you were covered in rotten vegetables, dog excrement and mud, you wouldn't have to go back to the mountain, just find a crooked-neck tree and hang yourself to death.
Wu Youde smiled mischievously and gave Mr. Zhang a thumbs up, but you still have something to do.
He didn't dare to think of this method, let alone use it.
Too cruel!
Zhang Wenfeng turned around and walked back to the front yard, saying loudly: "Send a letter to Dean Wu. This is a serious matter. Please ask the Dean to decide how to deal with the aftermath. Those of us who are in charge should just obey the orders and run errands to arrest people. We cannot go beyond the rules."
He just wanted to say something so that people upstairs could hear it.
"Yes, please take a look."
Wu Youde had already sorted out the dossier on what happened, and followed Master Zhang's instructions to not pull it down. Every piece of evidence was stamped with signatures and fingerprints, and everything was done so well that it was watertight.
Zhang Wenfeng walked into the front hall, took the summons paper drafted by Wu Youde, flipped through the file again, read it carefully, nodded: "Very good!" took the brush, signed in several places, and said: "Fei Pigeon sent the message, let’s wait here for the master of the hospital to come.”
No one wants to cause trouble. Trouble comes looking for itself and cannot be avoided.
Then we can only ask the master with a profound background to come and solve the problem.
He is in charge of catching and not burying them.
Otherwise, after he has done everything, what else does the director need to do?