"A troubleso autumn!"
Fang Zheng stood with his hands behind his back, in the courtyard behind the County Governnt Office.
In front of him were two corpses, their skin and flesh shriveled as if they were ancient bodies, but they had only recently died.
Several maids and servants knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.
"Uh..."
"Master! Madam!"
"Oh... how did it co to this..."
"Crying?" The Chief of Police at the County Governnt Office said angrily:
"What’s the use of crying?"
"Are you sure you saw Lord ng last night? Who all visited Lord ng’s room during the night?"
"Xiao Cui was sent to the Master, and the maid to the Madam. Last night, the Master and Madam drank so wine and went to bed early." A person replied tearfully:
"Once the Master and Madam returned to their room, no one else went inside."
"Master ng and Madam slept in separate rooms?"
"Yes."
"Has it always been like this?"
"No, only recently."
On the other side.
"My Lord." Shangguan Duo whispered:
"The Soul Summoning Technique shows no response. It’s clear the essence is exhausted, the divine soul gone. It must be the work of a ghost."
"A ghost?" Fang Zheng slowly said:
"The County Governnt Office is protected by the Profound Light Array, and many governntal officials are overflowing with qi and blood. Ordinary ghosts wouldn’t even dare to enter, let alone harm anyone."
"Lord ng..."
"Bang!"
Before he finished speaking, the back door of the courtyard was kicked open, and a group of people stord in with anger.
The leading person wore the official uniform of the Ministry of Justice, scanned the crowd, and shouted:
"Who is Fang Zheng?"
"Hmm?"
Fang Zheng frowned slightly, turned his head to look:
"Who are you?"
"I am Du Xiu, a Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice." Du Xiu, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a fierce visage, and eyes wide open, said:
"Du Xiu heard that in Gu’an County, soone dared to secretly harm an official of the Imperial Court. Could it be you?"
"Junior Minister?" Fang Zheng nodded, then waved his long sleeves lightly:
"Slap him!"
"Yes!" Lu Zhi grinned ferociously, stepped forward, and swung his hand at the newcor.
"How dare you?"
"Impressive courage!"
"Slap!"
The shouts didn’t stop his actions. The slap landed solidly on Du Xiu’s face, even knocking out two bloody teeth.
"Fang Zheng!"
One person stood up, loudly demanding:
"What are you doing?"
"Beating an officer of the Ministry of Justice, disregarding the law, does the death of the County Magistrate of Gu’an County truly involve you?"
"Who are you?" Fang Zheng looked puzzled.
"I..." The person hesitated, gritting his teeth, said:
"Shi Bumi of the Luofu Immortal Sect, currently a Guest Minister at Prince Kang’s Mansion. We t once in the Prefecture City."
"Oh!" Fang Zheng realized:
"I rember now, you are the lover of Fairy Lv Hua, my apologies."
"You!" Shi Bumi’s face changed, the aura of a Flawless Martial Artist burst from his body, sweeping in all directions.
"Clang..."
The sound of blades being drawn echoed.
Over a hundred private soldiers gazed together, and Yang ng, who hadn’t spoken a word, placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
The murderous aura,
instantly enveloped the entire County Governnt Office.
Over the years, Yang ng’s cultivation base had also advanced to Flawless, and with the Military Strategy Array, suppressing those of the sa rank was easy.
Shi Bumi felt a chill in his heart, his aura forcibly pushed back into his body, his face turning pale and flushed.
The re clash of auras had already inflicted minor injuries on him.
"This is Gu’an County."
Fang Zheng looked up, spoke slowly:
"This is Fang’s place!"
"Here, if you’re a dragon, coil for ; if a tiger, lie still, unless you have a death wish."
He looked at the person, his voice deepening:
"If you wish to die, Fang can help fulfill that wish!"
"Thud!"
The invisible pressure made several people fall to their knees, sweat streaming down their faces.
"Hmph!"
Fang Zheng snorted lightly, looking at Du Xiu, the Junior Minister of the Ministry of Justice:
"You’re rely a Sixth Grade official, while I am a Standard Fifth Grade. To defy your superior, you sure are bold."
"Continue slapping him!"
"Yes." Lu Zhi grinned widely, swinging his hand again.
"Slap!"
"Slap!"
After several slaps, Du Xiu’s cheeks were swollen high, nearly half of his teeth loosened and flew out.
"Fang Zheng."
Shi Bumi’s face twitched, speaking in a muffled voice:
"We ca to investigate the true cause of the County Magistrate’s death. You wouldn’t want any more complications, right?"
"Stop it."
Fang Zheng smiled lightly and waved his hand. Lu Zhi imdiately stopped, then kicked him to the ground.
"Chief Qi."
"Mr. Fang Sr." Chief Qi, who had been asking questions on the side, hurried over to bow and listen to orders.
"What’s the situation?"
"Replying to Mr. Fang Sr., it seems to be the work of a ghost."
Chief Qi cupped his hands and replied:
"In recent days, Lord ng and Madam have been sleeping in separate rooms, and there have been... indecent sounds in both their rooms."
Both their rooms?
Indecent sounds?
Upon hearing this, everyone had peculiar expressions. Were Lord ng and his wife each having their own flings, yet doing so openly?
"A ghost..."
Fang Zheng mused:
"Where have Lord ng and his wife gone these days?"
Not to ntion the County Governnt Office, even Gu’an County’s county town finds it difficult to pose a threat with thousands of private soldiers from the Fang Mansion around.
Most likely,
they brought back the ghostly influence from outside.
"Since taking office, Lord ng has visited various places in Gu’an County." Chief Qi looked troubled:
"He has been to spots with scenic views, and village estates nearby, um... and also went to Cien Temple twice."
Hmm?
Fang Zheng raised his brows.
......
Cien Temple.
It was dusk, the setting sun hanging at the horizon.
The cloud cover, like a fire, cloaked the mountains, draping everything with a faint red hue.
The temple, shrouded in the red clouds, appeared ever more holy.
Fang Zheng ascended the steps, accompanied by several people, arriving in front of the temple.
Shi Bumi was among them.
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Yuan Hui, with his hands in a prayer gesture, hurriedly ca over to greet them warmly:
"Donor Fang, why did you co at this ti? Why not send word in advance, so this humble monk could have a better reception?"
This Master Yuan Hui was skinny, yet his bone structure was very broad, and he stood over two ters tall.
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