Talk about the world of mortals in detail

No matter what Ziwei Lingjun in the sky thinks, having the mage enter the palace to meet the Holy Spirit is an eye-opener for the emperor and many officials.

Even some ministers who were originally extremely resistant to the Dharma Appraisal Conference have changed their attitudes after seeing the true abilities of some mages, not to mention some officials who were originally the emperor's yes-men or who put their own interests first.

After seeing the master's true abilities, some inns also had houses and other places dedicated to the residence of Master Jie Huangbang. In the following period, dignitaries frequently visited.

The Dharma Appraisal Conference hasn't even started yet, but many mages have already made a lot of money.

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Perhaps because the New Year is approaching, or perhaps due to the influence of the Dharma Appraisal Conference, the atmosphere of the court and the people in the capital has also become more lively, and there are more scenes than in previous years.

People wearing magic robes can be seen from time to time on the streets of the capital. Whether they are real magicians or fake magicians, they always have to look like a master.

There are countless people who set up stalls to tell fortunes and tell people's fortunes, and it is hard to estimate how many scammers are among them. Ordinary people in the capital started to avoid some mages after being deceived several times.

No, Qi Zhongbin just arrived at the teahouse today. In addition to some tea guests who had arrived early to say hello, the shopkeeper started complaining when he personally came to make tea for him.

"Hey, Mr. Qi, did you meet a mage on the way when you came here?"

Qi Zhongbin sat down and looked outside.

"Well, isn't there one outside?"

The shopkeeper looked back at the door of the teahouse, and saw a mage in robes passing by. The mage was carrying a box on his back, and stuffed in the box were things like door couplets, window grilles, and the Chinese character "福". Doing business a year ago.

"Oh, there are so many such mages. I met several of them on the way to the building today. You said it's Chinese New Year. If you encounter someone who insists on telling you something, just spend money to buy something nice and obedient. Yes, but guess what?”

Qi Zhongbin smiled, shook his head and asked what the shopkeeper meant.

"What's wrong?"

"Hey, the previous mage gave me 20 cents and said good things, wishing for good fortune and prosperity in the new year. Then I met another one who gave me 5 cents and then said that I had a bloody disaster and needed someone to solve the problem. Fuck me!"

Before Qi Zhongbin spoke, the tea guests nearby were already laughing.

"Hahahahahaha." "Don't mention it, I've also encountered the shopkeeper!"

"Oh, who isn't? These mages, if you don't have the skills, don't hang around!"

"If you have the ability, you still look for customers on the street? You have already been arranged by the government!"

Qi Zhongbin unfolded his folding fan to fan the tea cup and blow away the hot steam from the boiling water.

"Not all those who uncover the emperor's list are capable."

While he was talking, a group of officials passed by in a hurry outside.

"Get out of the way!" "Official officers handling cases, get out of the way -"

The officials were obviously in a hurry, and they were walking very fast, and some pedestrians were unable to get out of their way.

The mage selling couplets with the word "Fu" was so frightened that he ran directly to the teahouse. What these wandering mage's are most afraid of these days is official duties.

The tea patrons in the tea house also stood up one after another, and some walked outside to look at the direction in which the official was heading.

"What's going on?" "There are so many officials, could something big happen?"

"No, did you see the leading official? That's Fu Xinbo, one of the four most famous arrests in the capital!"

Qi Zhongbin also frowned slightly. Recently, the aura in the capital has been really mixed, and the aura of the dynasty has been flickering, as if it has put half of Dayong into a coma. The strong aura has concealed a lot of things, but after a little calculation in his mind, he probably understands something. .

The waiter at the teahouse was now teasing the mage who was selling couplets and other items.

"Well, I'm telling you, Master, the Emperor's Dharma Appraisal Conference is held just for you strange people. Why are you afraid of official duties?"

Other tea guests also joked.

"Yes, Master, what are you afraid of?" "Is it possible that you have done too many bad things?"

The mage had a wry smile on his face.

"Oh, I'm just making a living. Please be gentle with me. I also came all the way here to watch the fun. I was wondering if I could have an opportunity or something. But now I'm short of money. To be honest, I only wear these clothes. It’s okay, but I haven’t decided where to stay tonight or what to eat tomorrow.”

The mage was so frank and crying, which made the people around him stop thinking about making fun of him.

But while talking, the mage spotted Qi Zhongbin in the crowd and couldn't help but look at the old Confucian scholar a few more times.

Qi Zhongbin noticed the mage's eyes, looked in the direction of the official over there, and thought about what to say to the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, Qi will go and have a look. You'll be back in a moment."

"Ah? The old gentleman wants to follow the officials to watch the fun?" "Oh, I want to go too!"

"Then let me go and have a look too?"

Many people seemed to be interested in the tea house, but the mage who was selling couplets with the Chinese character "Fu" suddenly said.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go, don't go, there's nothing good to see, the official position is very evil, plus something bad happened, don't get unlucky as the Chinese New Year is coming!"

When Qi Zhongbin heard this, he took another look at the middle-aged mage. Even Hui Mian, who was hiding in his collar, peeked at the mage from behind his neck.

"The Master makes sense, but we storytellers are more willing to join in the fun, so that we can have more stories!"

After saying this, Qi Zhongbin hurriedly followed in the direction where the official had just run. Some tea patrons in the teahouse also followed him. With this, more people followed, and even the mage selling couplets finally He also followed.

The place where the official went was not too far, only three or five hundred steps away from the teahouse, but in the capital, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, there are many buildings in the middle, and it feels like it is already a long way.

The final stop was a mansion that was not small.

Not to mention the group of people coming from the teahouse, before they arrived, there were already many people gathered here, obviously waiting to watch the excitement.

When Qi Zhongbin and his group came, they found that there were not only officials, but also some imperial guards. Some officials and imperial guards were outside to block the onlookers, while some officials entered the mansion.

The people were talking outside, and Qi Zhongbin and a group of tea drinkers came. Those who were good at talking asked people nearby.

"Hey, old man, we just got here, don't you know what happened?" "I just got here too!"

"I got here earlier, and there were some imperial guards blocking outside just now!"

"Whose mansion is this?" "I don't know, is there anyone living nearby?"

"This is not someone's mansion, it has never been occupied before, and recently the mage who revealed the imperial edict is living here!"

"Oh, then it's not a big deal?" "No wonder there are imperial guards!"

The people around were amazed, thinking that something big must have happened. After all, the mage who revealed the imperial edict and was specially arranged to live in is different from those who cheated in the capital. To a certain extent, he is recognized by the court, and the people are willing to believe that they are all capable.

Some tea drinkers are strong and strong, and they squeeze in together with a group of people. Qi Zhongbin is also taken care of. The group came not early and squeezed to a relatively front position, just a few steps away from the imperial guards blocking outside.

Qi Zhongbin stroked his beard and looked at the gate. His eyes swept over some details in front of the gate. He saw some bloodstains and even vaguely saw some filthy air that was slowly dissipating due to the sun's fire.

"It's better to look less, so as not to be contaminated by bad luck!"

Qi Zhongbin looked around and saw that the mage who sold couplets also came over.

Inside the mansion, the officials led by Fu Xinbo who had just arrived had come in, and a captain of the imperial army came over.

"Brother Fu, you are here!" "Well, tell me what you know first!"

The two obviously had some friendship. As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise, and case detection is not what the imperial army is good at.

"Follow me first!"

The two first went to a corner of the yard, but saw several bodies of imperial soldiers. Fu Xinbo walked in and took a closer look, and found that their necks were purple and blue.

Fu Xinbo didn't need to speak, the captain of the imperial army spoke.

"They were twisted directly by someone, the force was very strong!"

"Yeah!"

Fu Xinbo nodded and squatted down, squinting at the marks on the neck of the corpse of the imperial guard, and saw some small cracks. He stretched out his right hand and compared it. The feeling of pinching the neck flashed in his mind, and the nails on it also broke the skin, but it seemed that the fingers were a little long.

No, it's not the fingers that are long, but the nails that are long.

"Let's go and see the real owner!"

"Yeah, Brother Fu, follow me!"

The so-called real owner is naturally the mage who originally lived here temporarily. Fu Xinbo followed the captain of the imperial guards to a room and saw the corpse of a mage.

This corpse is much more terrifying than the imperial guards. The person who should have been an old mage is now dry and his eyes are bulging. The skin on his cheeks is attached to the bones, as if he is really skin and bones, which looks very scary.

It's okay to see the corpse of the imperial guards outside. When Fu Xinbo saw this situation, his heart jumped and looked at the captain beside him. The latter's expression was also very serious.

This doesn't look like a human hand.

"There are several other places!" "Let's go and have a look!"

Unlike the few mages like Gao Daoren who can enjoy the treatment of a private courtyard, even the mages who have published the imperial edict and have not been eliminated are divided into high and low. There are eight mages living in this house.

Including their disciples and some minor officials who are responsible for taking care of them, there are more than 30 people, not counting the imperial guards on duty outside.

Fu Xinbo and the captain of the imperial guards looked at many rooms. The eight mages were like dry bones without exception. Some of their disciples were treated similarly. About 16 people died in this way, and the rest did not survive. Most of them had their necks strangled.

Including the imperial guards in front of the door, none of the 34 people survived in one night.

The people watching outside waited for a long time, and later saw the imperial guards and officials carrying some corpses out, and someone screamed in shock.

"Ah, there are really dead people!" "Oh, so many!"

The corpses were loaded onto several ox carts that came behind the officials.

As more and more corpses were carried out, the onlookers were a little scared. The officials hurried them away, and the crowd dispersed a lot.

Qi Zhongbin looked at the corpses being carried out one by one. He knew that the corpses carried out were just ordinary deaths. Others were scared and dispersed, but he got closer.

Some of the corpses were obviously not lying down when they were carried out, but they were covered with cloth. It was not clear what they looked like.

At this time, Qi Zhongbin raised his eyes slightly and looked at the door of the house. There were two special "officials" standing there. Whether it was the imperial guards or the people watching the excitement, they seemed to ignore them.

Everyone's attention was on the officials and the corpses that were carried away one after another. Only the mage selling couplets paid much attention to Qi Zhongbin.

"Old man, what are you looking at?"

At this moment, the mage looked up in the direction of Qi Zhongbin's line of sight, and even searched with his eyes. Apart from some roof tiles and the sky in the distance, there was nothing strange.

At this moment, the two wandering gods on the door seemed to be aware of it. They turned to look at the crowd outside and saw the mage at a glance. After all, the robes were more conspicuous.

It was also at this moment that when the mage was frowning, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he was being seen by something. His body trembled slightly, and he followed the feeling and looked at the door fight just now. He vaguely seemed to see two people. A vague outline.