My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

Lin Xiang took off a piece of iron hanging from the clay sculpture.

It is engraved with "Nine Destinies of the Widow Temple".

"Where is the widow's temple?"

Jiang Hang told Lin Xiang triumphantly:

"If you ask others, you may not know it clearly, but before I came here, I read the materials of Pingyang Mansion for 30 years, and there happened to be records of the Widow Temple."

"where?"

"Master. It's okay to tell you, take me with you when you go."

Lin Xiang never thought that Jiang Hang would dare to negotiate terms with him:

"Follow if you are not afraid of death."

"Masters, never fear death."

Jiang Hang pondered for a long time, organized the language:

"According to records, the Widow Temple was first established and developed by a group of widows. The original purpose was for the widows to rely on each other. Later, it grew and began to absorb married women.

But how can a married woman be a widow?Then you have to deal with your own man and turn yourself into a widow.

For a while, all the men turned pale when they talked about women.

Moreover, the Widow Temple was not only popular in Pingyang Prefecture, but also had a tendency to spread to the plains.

After the first emperor learned about it, he sent his ministers to clean up all the widow temples in Pingyang Prefecture overnight, but the widow temple on Mount Houtou, which was backed by Pingyang Prefecture, was not demolished. The specific reason is not recorded. "

"Meet at the gate of the city tomorrow morning."

Lin Xiang left a word and then left from Shili Tavern.

After Jiang Hang watched Lin Xiang leave, his expression was dazed. He always felt that there was something different about the master when he left.

"what!"

He is a master, no raindrops stick to his body.

Could it be that he has reached the legendary practice of using energy to protect the body?

Looking at the face of the master, he is not very old, how could he have reached this point.

Could it be an old monster with good face protection skills?

If this is the case, there is no doubt that there is a proper thigh.

When Lin Xiang returned to Yizhuang, he found that three of the four walls had collapsed, and the last one was crumbling.

After the rain stops, I am afraid that Yizhuang will be overhauled.

He patted the pillars supporting the beams of the morgue that he was in charge of, and they were pretty solid:

"Give some strength, don't collapse."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a creaking sound from the roof.

Lin Xiang withdrew his hand in embarrassment, his face ached, he packed up the straw mat and went to lie down at the gate of Yizhuang.

Sleeping until night, the rain did not stop, so Lin Xiang closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

The rain stopped in the middle of the night.

In the early morning of the next day, the rain seemed to be deliberately against others, and it started to fall again.

Lin Xiang left Yizhuang without waiting for the successors to come, and walked to the gate of the city.

Jiang Hang was already waiting in his coir raincoat and a knife.

Seeing Lin Xiang coming in the rain without even getting a drop of rain on his body, he was amazed.

"Master. My daughter-in-law made pancakes, do you want to eat them?"

"You still have a daughter-in-law? Then you go to Monkey Head Mountain? Are you not afraid?"

"Not afraid."

"I won't eat the pancakes, let's go first!"

The rain is getting heavier.

It took the two of them nearly an hour to reach the foot of Monkey Head Mountain.

Jiang Hang asked:

"Master. If we rush into the mountain, will we be blown away by the torrent?"

Lin Xiang came to a big rock, used his sleeves to take out the turtle shell.

Piously, he used auspicious divination to make a divination for the two of them.

Two copper coins fell into the water accumulated on the stone.

Lin Xiang used formulas to calculate.

Seeing that Lin Xiang hadn't spoken for a long time, Jiang Hang couldn't help asking:

"Master. How is it?"

"This time up the mountain, we try to avoid the water to be safe."

"Master. It's raining now, and we seem to be unable to avoid it."

"It's true. You have old and young, you might as well stay at the foot of the mountain and guard the only way."

"Alright, alright."

Jiang Hang is loyal to the imperial court and can't wait to make contributions in the short period of time since the establishment of the Investigation Department, but he is not stupid.

With such a heavy rain, there might be flash floods in Monkey Head Mountain at some point. Maybe a master is not afraid, but he is a mortal.

Jiang Hang patted his chest and assured Lin Xiang:

"Don't worry. As long as I'm down the mountain, I won't let even an ant run down."

"hope so."