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Chapter 531: Heavenly Gua vs. Heavenly Bureau

The masked leader of the Jing Sect stared at me for more than ten seconds and said, "Say what you just said."

I took a deep breath and repeated the cause of the Crazy Taoist Priest’s death.

The young Taoist priest immediately roared: "Impossible!"

"How could my master drink himself to death? What bullshit are you talking about!"

The young Taoist priest kept saying several impossible things. His grandfather Suan Fantian looked puzzled after hearing what I said and obviously didn't believe it.

Not to mention them, even I couldn't believe it at this point.

The problem is that it has already happened!

I can only use this half-true and half-false reason to try to get away with it. The Taoist priest did drink the highly toxic Jinglu wine, but the real cause of his death was because of the three bottles of ordinary liquor mixed with poison that Shit Wuchang brought later!

I was under tremendous pressure at this moment.

I feel guilty every second. Who can understand the feelings of a small person like me? I can't afford to offend either side.

Suan Fantian said hurriedly: "This is a serious matter, let's go over there quickly."

"Master?"

The leader of the Jing Sect suddenly walked into the rain, stretched out his hand to feel it, and said in a puzzled voice: "This is the Qingming rain. Why did it fall three months early? I'm afraid the weather is going to change."

He looked up at the night sky where it was still raining, and said to Chong Suanfantian: "Now, you calculate the ground and I calculate the sky. Let's calculate whether this trip will be a blessing or a curse. Then you and I will compare the results."

Because of the angle, when it looked up, I happened to see that there was no Adam's apple under its neck.

"That's nothing! My master must be safe!"

"Shut up! Watch your attitude when talking to the Sect Master!"

The young Taoist priest's face turned red instantly when he was scolded by his grandfather.

Suan Fantian took out a shiny black wooden compass from his bag. It should be made of rosewood. Unlike ordinary Feng Shui plates, his plate had the word "Earth" engraved on it. In addition, this plate only had three circles and one needle, instead of the common nine circles and three needles.

The old man gently pulled the silver needle on the compass, then pinched his left finger and began to calculate.

This compass with three circles and one needle is beyond my understanding. I can't understand it. As he counts with his fingers faster and faster, his expression becomes more and more solemn.

"Master, the hexagram I deduced shows that there are five ghosts knocking at the door, six instruments striking at the door, and blood is colliding with the direction of the door."

After hearing this, the sect leader looked at the night sky and said, "I saw a red light flashing in the east of the Wu Palace, the Nine Stars appeared in the Tianchi, and the Tanlang rushed straight into the Ming Palace, which seemed to destroy the palace. In the west, the Kuishui Taisui star was on duty, and the Pojun star fell into the Qian Palace."

The two looked at each other and said almost at the same time: "There is a great disaster."

Suan Tian quickly looked down at the compass again, frowned and said, "Our wise approach is to set off and walk south immediately. As long as you don't look back, you can avoid this disaster until dawn."

The sect leader shook his head and said calmly, "It's a blessing, not a disaster. If it's a disaster, you can't avoid it. Since I'm here, there's no reason to hide. Let's go."

Then I drove and led their car towards the tofu shop.

The rain was getting heavier. I held the steering wheel tightly, looking at the wipers swinging back and forth, thinking constantly in my mind.

Fortune telling and physiognomy are the Jingmen's bread and butter, and these two are the best among them. They can make images in the sky and shapes on the earth, so they will definitely not speak nonsense. Could it be that the death of the Taoist priest represents some kind of catastrophe?

Suddenly, I noticed in the rearview mirror that in addition to the Taoist priest's car, there was another car following from a distance.

I thought it was a passerby, so I slowed down.

Unexpectedly, the car also slowed down.

Due to the heavy rain and the dazzling headlights, I couldn't see the model and license plate number of the car clearly. It looked like a ghost car.

I immediately took out my cell phone and called the young Taoist priest who was following me, and said, "There's a car following behind you, did you notice?"

The little Taoist priest told me not to worry about it and asked me to drive faster, so he would see his master as soon as possible.

More than an hour later, we arrived at the tofu shop.

"master!"

When he saw the crazy Taoist priest lying on the ground without a breath, the young Taoist priest immediately knelt on his knees.

"Master! How could this happen? Master!"

The young Taoist priest sniffed the crazy Taoist's breath and quickly retracted his hand. His face was pale and his eyes were full of disbelief.

After Suan Fantian went forward to check it out, he showed suspicion on his face: "How could this be? The Taoist priest is very capable, how could this be possible?"

The young Taoist grabbed me and yelled, "There's no way my master could have died from drinking! Who murdered him? I will avenge him! Tell me now!"

"Tell me! If you consider me your brother, don't hide it from me!"

I clenched my teeth and was about to speak when suddenly a voice came from outside the door.

"Don't make it difficult for him. This matter has nothing to do with him."

When they saw Shit Wuchang walking in, they instantly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. They must all know Shit Wuchang.

"I didn't expect that even the Lord of Jingmen came and I'm giving a greeting."

Although Shit Wuchang said "greetings", he actually had his hands behind his back and had no intention of greeting at all.

"The old Taoist priest's death was an accident. Since you are here, take his body away. I think it will take two days to reach Sichuan."

I frowned subconsciously.

Shi Wuchang's words sounded fine at first, but when you listen carefully, you felt something was wrong. Why do you say that you should be able to reach Sichuan in two days?

The little Taoist priest's eyes were so angry that he clenched his fists and asked loudly: "My master died in vain! I want an explanation!"

Shit Wuchang said with a cold face: "I said it was an accident, what do you want to say? It seems that you want to fight with me?"

"What's wrong with taking action? Don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Suan Fantian reached out to block the little Taoist priest and said to Shi Wuchang: "Your Excellency does not need to be as knowledgeable as a young man. We will find out the cause of the Taoist priest's death after it."

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"Since you are here, don't leave!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard in the yard.

When I saw the person coming in, my eyes widened immediately and a chill ran down my back. When did he come here?

The person in front of him was Wu Le, who had been promoted to a senior position in the Changchun Association!

Even Shi Wuchang frowned when he saw Wu Le suddenly appear.

Wu Le looked at the three young Taoist priests and said with a smile, "They say that you Jingmen people are good at calculating the heavens and the earth, but have you calculated until this moment?"

The old man said expressionlessly, "Of course I have figured it out. Secretary Wu is here too. It looks like we are in."

Shit Wuchang frowned the whole time and asked, "Mr. Wu, why didn't you inform me about this? Who else is here?"

Wu Le bowed and said, "Master Zheng, don't mind. These are all arranged by the president. The president also said that this matter is of great importance. I hope you can cooperate with us with all your strength."

"What is the president's arrangement? Is Zhuge Qing here too?"

"The old man didn't come, but some people did come."

After Wu Le finished speaking, he clapped his hands. Soon, a group of six people wearing raincoats walked in from the gate and stood in the rain.

The six people took off their raincoat hoods, and I could see their faces clearly. They were all strangers, and I didn't recognize any of them. But the look in their eyes and the aura emanating from them told me that these people were not ordinary people.

Wu Le said calmly: "The Master of Jingmen is here too. To show respect and in accordance with the rules, I need to make a brief introduction."

"These six are the new six gatekeepers of the Changchun Society."

Wu Le pointed at the six people from left to right and said, "Bone crusher Zhao Kaibei, casual fist Zhang Hu, carrying a mountain with a shoulder pole Zhao Wenshan, stepping on the cloud Feng Caoxie, Han Gengfu of the Han family boxing in the southwest of Shandong, and the last one, Zheng Mike, both leg and footwork masters."

It was late at night, and it was raining heavily in the yard. The temperature was very low, but I had a layer of sweat on my forehead.

I might have been used. Judging from Shit Wuchang's expression, he probably didn't know there were so many people in the meeting.

Although I don't know these six people in front of me, I have heard of some of their names. This is the heritage of Changchun Society for hundreds of years. The one named Zhang Hu, the casual fist, must be from Beiwang Village, Zhao County, Xingtai, Hebei. The one named Zhao Kaibei, the bone-breaking craftsman, should be the successor of Fujian Digou Fist. I don't know about the other few people, but from their names, I can infer that they are all masters who are proficient in various local skills in the world.

After a brief introduction, Wu Le said, "The rules of the Changchun Association are that we fight fairly, life and death are decided by fate, and we will never regret it."

I have heard this sentence. I shouted this sentence when I was in a mental hospital when I was beating a gong to challenge Master Zhe.

Suan Tian turned his head and said, "Master, it seems that the hexagram is fulfilling."

The leader of the Jing Sect was wearing a mask, so his expression could not be seen clearly. He only glanced at the corpse of the crazy Taoist priest and said calmly, "The rain fell early on Qingming Festival. The divination of the sky indicates that it is not that simple."

Suan Fantian nodded and said, "It seems that the previous arrangements were all correct. After all, my earth hexagram is not as good as your heaven hexagram."

Just as he finished speaking, a series of crazy laughter suddenly came from outside the tofu shop!

Following the laughter, a strange sound was heard.

Like the sound of some musical instrument being struck, this strange sound seemed to penetrate the darkness and drown out the sound of rain.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"