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There is a public case in Xianjun Temple.

Lin Xin helped the old man up, and said softly: "I will make a decision on this matter. The villagers outside the door, please reassure them and persuade them to go back."

With tears in his eyes, the old man nodded, walked out the door, and said to everyone: "The immortal king has manifested his spirit. This matter is decided by the immortal king. Everyone go back."

In the temple, the old Taoist put away the mahogany sword with his backhand, and took out a yellow talisman from his arms.Clamping his fingers, the yellow talisman ignited, and he looked at Lin Xin through the light of the fire.

I could see Lin Xin's whole body was carved out of immortal bones, clear and clear, like water and like a mirror.

Mrs. Song, who was considered an evil spirit by the old Taoist priest, knelt down on the ground, her face pale.

Lin Xin knelt down beside Mrs. Song, helped her uncover the spell fixed on her body, cast the spell to heal the black wound on her body burned by the spell, and helped her up again.

Xiao Que'er turned into a servant boy in Tsing Yi and moved to the chair in the Xianjun Temple: "Sister Song, sit down."

Lady Song froze for a moment: "In front of Xianjun, don't dare to make mistakes."

Xiao Que'er smiled and helped her to sit down: "Xianjun is well, just now Xianjun drank the tea of ​​the newlyweds."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Song was startled, and immediately wanted to thank her.

At this time, the old man who persuaded everyone to go back also came back.His eyes were cloudy, but there was a faint light in his gaze towards Lin Xin.

The old man looked at him and said repeatedly: "Like, really like."

Lin Xin asked suspiciously, "Like what?"

"In Xiaomin's house, there is an ancestral portrait of King Min of the Yue Kingdom, which really looks like this." The old man smiled, "The clay sculptures in the Xianjun Temple were also made by artisans according to the portraits."

He wiped his eyes: "Forgive me, Xiaomin, I made a mistake."

Lin Xinwen smiled and said, "It's okay."

Little Que'er moved the wooden chair again, Lin Xin said, "Please sit down if you are old."

The old man waved his hands again and again, always refusing, and stood behind Lin Xin to serve.

Lin Xin couldn't help it, so he stroked his sleeves and said seriously, "I came this time because I heard that you are going to burn a female ghost to death in the ancestral hall."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Song hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground with a "plop".

The old Taoist made a bow and said: "Immortal Lord Mingjian, this girl is indeed a real ghost, and the poor Taoist has verified it."

The old man's eyes turned around between the two of them, and finally replied: "Xianjun, this matter was mishandled by Xiaomin, which disturbed Xianjun."

Lin Xin raised his hand and shook his head: "In the daytime today, I was with everyone in front of Shen's house. The Taoist priest's talisman sprinkled on Miss Song's skirt, and it turned into a puff of black smoke. I saw it. At that time, I knew that Mrs. Song was not a human but a ghost."

He sighed: "It's just that Mrs. Song has a pure nature, so I didn't do it immediately. Today, I stayed at Shen's house for a day, and I also stayed in the village at night for this reason."

He looked at the old Taoist priest: "She has already married into my Zhenshui Village, so she is naturally considered a member of my Zhenshui Village. The Taoist priest wants to burn her to death, so I just ask, isn't it considered an overstep?"

The old Taoist still leaned over and bowed: "See what Xianjun means."

"What I mean..." Lin Xin sighed again, then turned to look at Mrs. Song, "If I asked you what your difficulties are, you wouldn't tell me, would you?"

Mrs. Song leaned over and kowtowed: "Forgive me, this matter... my daughter can't tell others for the time being. If Xianjun believes in my daughter, everything will be clear after she returns home in three days. If you really want to burn my daughter to death, my daughter Also... no complaints at all, being able to be husband and wife with Shen Lang for a day, the little girl is very satisfied."

"There is no precedent of setting fire to people in Zhenshui Village." Lin Xin paused, then suddenly remembered something, "Where is your husband?"

"My little girl met the Daoist priest at the wedding hall today, so she knew that she was a ghost and couldn't hide it, so... the little girl's natal family opened a herbal medicine shop, and my little girl is quite good at medicine. Tonight, I put medicine in the tea, and it has already made people feel sick. Husband fell asleep."

"Being together day and night, your husband may not have noticed it." Lin Xin smiled, "The lantern in front of the door has been hung three or four times, because the words "Blessing of the Great Dao" are painted on the lantern. He is afraid that you will not be able to bear it. The words on it were wiped off. When the Taoist priest came, he was more nervous than anyone else. If you think about it carefully, did most of the water from the Taoist priest spilled on his clothes at that time?"

Mrs. Song was in a daze, and after she realized it, she suddenly realized, she bent down and kowtowed: "The Immortal Lord clearly observes."

Lin Xin shook his head with a smile, then turned to look at the old Taoist priest: "Master Taoist, his husband and wife are willing, or..."

"No." The old Taoist was stubborn and blunt, and took up the mahogany sword again, "Immortal Lord think twice, you can't tolerate selfishness outside the law. Zhenshui Village is under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Lord, and the Immortal Lord can't let her do evil in the village."

Lin Xin got up and stood in front of the old Taoist priest: "Why don't I make a bet with the Taoist priest?"

"What does Xianjun mean?"

"Ms. Song said, after three days, everything will be clear. What's the matter with the Taoist priest waiting for three days? During these three days, let Mrs. Song live in my Xianjun Temple, she will not do evil. If the Taoist priest is worried You can also live in a small wooden shed outside the Xianjun Temple. After three days, it becomes clear that if she has not harmed anyone, please let the Taoist priest let her go."

"What if she has hurt someone?"

Lin Xin said firmly: "If she has harmed others, I will deal with her personally and send her to the underworld for reincarnation. I will repay all the injustice owed."

The old Taoist thought for a while, put aside the wooden sword, and raised his hands: "Please give me a high five as an oath."

"it is good."

Lin Xin rolled up his sleeves, causing the shackles on his hands to clink.

Before he had time to give the old Taoist a high-five, the old man who had been following him stopped him: "The fairy is a person in the heaven, transcending the common world, so it is not easy to get involved with others, let the little people do it for you?"

Lin Xin smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I've been involved with people too much..."

The old man took the first step forward, slapped palms with the old Taoist priest, and said seriously: "The immortal is an immortal, so you can't bet."

Lin Xin sighed helplessly: "Okay."

As the dust settled, the burning pyre outside the temple fell to the ground.

Lin Xin told Xiao Que'er: "Accompany Mrs. Song to go back and get some things. For the next three days, please invite Mrs. Song to live in the Xianjun Temple. I see that my place is not too spacious. Move all the confessions back and move out. With Xiaoqueer, if the Taoist priest is worried about evil spirits hurting people, he can live in the village or outside the Xianjun Temple. There is only one thing. Don't hurt people anymore. In fact, I have been in the village, but you don't know it."

Everyone agreed, Xiao Que'er helped Mrs. Song back, and the old Taoist also went back to the village.

The old man who had been by Lin Xin's side touched Lin Xin's sleeve in disbelief: "Xianjun."

"Yeah." Lin Xin nodded, "I'm worried about you walking around at night alone, I want to go back to the village, I'll send you back."

The old man repeatedly said "Don't dare", and took half a step back, still standing behind Lin Xin.

Lin Xin talked with him for a long time before he reluctantly stood beside Lin Xin.

First he was silent for a while, and then the old man took courage and said softly: "I don't know if Xianjun still remembers, Xiaomin's ancestor was once a small official next to Xianjun, who served Xianjun to criticize and read books."

Lin Xin thought for a while, and indeed remembered a vague figure.

It seemed to be an old official, with his back bent, holding a book of history, standing behind him.

But he only served as emperor for three days, so I don't remember clearly.

I only remember that after the country was subjugated, the old official was confiscated into the enemy's court along with him.

Later, when Lin Xin was named Marquis of Anle, the old official seemed to follow him all the time.Finally, with his wife and children, he settled down in Zhenshui Village.

From this point of view, it is not surprising that this old man has a portrait of Lin Xin passed down from his ancestors.

Lin Xin nodded: "I remember."

The old man said again: "The ancestors have taught, the great cause of restoring the country, I dare not forget it for a day, it's just..."

Lin Xin was taken aback for a moment, but said, "Actually, I... have never thought about returning to the country."

He was thrown in the Taoist temple outside the palace by his father since he was a child. When the country died, he could not help but be pushed in front of the enemy country and handed in the letter of surrender, which was humiliating and embarrassing.

He really doesn't have any feelings for Yu Yue and Yu Yue's royal family, so he seldom thinks about restoring the country.

The old man also had a meal, and finally said lonely: "That's it."

Lin Xin supported him and walked the mountain path back to the village.

The old man stretched out his hand and brushed the lush weeds in the east wind with his fingertips.

He murmured in a low voice: "'The other millet is lili, the seedling of the other millet. The walking is sloppy, and the center is shaking. Those who know me say that I am worried. Those who don't know me say what I want.'"

Lin Xin's throat was choked, he lowered his eyes, and said softly, "I'm sorry."

The old man sighed: "All these years, the last wish of our ancestors has not been fulfilled, and Xiaomin is ashamed of his ancestors."

Without another word, Lin Xin supported him and walked to the front of the house, where the lights in the house shone through the window paper.

Lin Xin let go of his hand: "It's getting late, you should go back."

"Xiaomin's family name is Zhang, and his ancestor was Fuguo, so he adopted a child from the side branch of Xianjun's family. In order to deceive others, he was only dressed as a girl when he was young. It has been passed down to the fifth generation. The child's name is Lin Zhen, and he is very clever. Very good, did Xianjun see you?"

Lin Xin shook his head: "It's still gone."

The old man sighed and said "Farewell", but stood where he was, waiting for Lin Xin to leave first.

Lin Xin thought for a while and explained softly: "I don't want to restore the country, I just want everyone to be well." He paused and patted the old man's hand: "Don't live for the restoration of the country. If it is for the restoration of the country, You will tear down the Xianjun Temple tomorrow."

"I want you all to live for yourselves," he said.

Lin Xin turned and left, walked across the stone bridge, passed the willow tree at the head of the village, Gu Yuan stood under the tree and waited for him.

The moonlight is sparse.

Lin Xin wiped his face, his expression moved slightly, and he asked, "How is Yuelao's place? Is the red thread between the little brother of the Shen family and Mrs. Song securely tied?"

Gu Yuan responded: "There are some twists and turns, just get over it."

He asked again: "What is the background of that old Taoist priest?"

"He's a wandering Taoist priest from Kunlun Mountains. He's been collecting monsters everywhere, and now he's short of one merit to become a fairy."

"so."

Gu Yuan had already sensed that something was wrong with him, so he stopped talking and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Xin lowered his eyes, shook his head, quickened his pace, and wanted to go home.

Gu Yuan grabbed his sleeve, moved him back, and gave him a quick hug.

He followed the shackles hanging on Lin Xin's wrist and held his wrist.

Perhaps worn by the shackles on his hands, his wrists are very thin.From this point of view, the ankle should also be very thin.

Lin Xin pulled out his hand, and said sullenly, "Why do other people being emperors be foolish, but I am the emperor... that's not the case. It's too unfair."

He simply sat down on the ground: "The shackles are too heavy, I can't walk."

Too self-willed, not quite like Lin Xin who cares about his friends everywhere.

The experience of being a small captive for many years made him a little scared, afraid that Gu Yuan would get angry.He looked up at Gu Yuan.

But as soon as Gu Yuan lifted his robe, he also sat down beside him, grasped the shackles, and bent them slightly.

Lin Xin sighed: "It's useless, I have a friend who can't split even a mountain axe."

Gu Yuan held the iron chain in his hand and exerted a little force.

The author has something to say: If you want to settle in Zhenshui Village, please go through the formalities here (waving a small flag~

Gu Xianjun, don't worry about the iron chains, give me a hug and letter, poor boy!

Thanks for the 119 bottles of nutrient solution from the lazy cat who is not full! (This is the single most nutrient solution I have ever received, cover my chest) Thank you Linglong for the 20 bottles of nutrient solution!Thank you Majesty for the 10 bottles of nutrient solution!Thanks to Mo Wenshi for the 1 bottle of nutrient solution!