Asking About Longevity Chapter 326

Chapter 326 Disposal

 The news that the ancestor of the Qian family was an evil cultivator quickly spread throughout Tongxian City.

Everyone was surprised, but they didn't seem surprised.

 After all, the reputation of the Qian family is really bad and they have too many enemies.

Because of the ancestor of the Qian family, the Qian family was locked up and no monks were allowed to go out. Violators would be punished as having an affair.

When the ancestor of the Qian family is found, he will be convicted by the Daotingsi, and then he will be punished.

Mo Hua smiled sheepishly.

Within the scope of the first-level formation, he now has his hands in his pockets and is fearless. Looking around, he can no longer see any opponents.

After being busy for a while, Boss Zhou invited Mo Hua to drink tea, and Mo Hua took advantage of his free time to ask Boss Zhou this question.

"What do you think?" Chief Zhou asked, with some caution in his eyes.

 “The guilty person has no choice but to be sent here, Mr. Xiao Mo, please don't blame me.”

"I don't know about this, but it's nothing more than asking questions about how the Qian family will be dealt with."

"As for the other Qian family disciples...it can be light or serious."

　　Neither revenge nor kindness is intentional, good and evil are clear in the heart, and everyone should be dealt with according to his/her share.

 In the Daoting Division, Mo Hua couldn't help but ask when he was drinking tea with Chief Zhou.

Mo Hua was surprised, "There is such a large operating space here, won't it breed corruption?"

“I am telling you this not to let you pay bribes, nor to let you accept bribes, but to let you understand the methods involved, so that you will not suffer any disadvantages in this regard when you encounter them in the future.”

Chief Zhou smiled and said: "That's right, but he's a bit like a little old man who always talks about moderation in everything and acts impartially."

Master Luo personally brought Mo Hua to his cave. He took out the tea cakes with great care, cooked the tea himself and served it to Mo Hua.

However, this matter was ultimately decided by Daotingsi. Mo Hua could not overstep his authority, so he could only briefly mention a few words and said:

Although he doesn't know what's good about it, it tastes really good.

 Just because he is a formation master.

As long as things are done properly, that's all.

Mo Hua muttered: "Little old man, just a little old man..."

Master Qian didn't ask anything else. As Master Luo said, it was just about the safety of the Qian family and the handling of the matter by Dao Ting.

Chief Zhou had no choice but to do the ink painting, so he said helplessly: "It is true that he knows how to..."

Mo Hua was a little confused, "How should I say it?"

 “When people are at ease, they are prone to nausea. If they work hard every day and fall asleep as soon as they lie down, they will have no time to think about bad ideas.”

 Master Qian sent the ink painting to the gate and said apologetically:

Mo Hua, who had already drank a lot of tea, originally wanted to refuse, but Master Luo couldn't refuse the invitation, and he was indeed curious about what "Tuanlong Tea" looked like, so he nodded in agreement.

Master Luo was helpless and a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and then lowered his voice and said:

 “Master Qian wants to meet you.”

“It's not enough to take it lightly. The Qian family won't be taught a lesson, and they may get worse in the future.”

 It tasted much better than the tea that Chief Zhou invited him to drink.

Master Luo was overjoyed, "Thank you, Mr. Xiao Mo!"

Mo Hua then asked, "How will the Qian family deal with this matter?"

Even if Daotingsi didn't say anything, relying on his friendship with the formation master, he would ask the old boss to let Master Qian go.

“Some things, if you know the way, are actually very simple to solve, but if you don't know the way, no matter how hard you try, you may hit the wall everywhere and make trouble.”

Chief Zhou sighed, "So in this world, some monks commit serious crimes, but they are protected by the Tao Ting Si and are safe and sound. Some monks make small mistakes, but they are executed because of offending the Tao Ting Si."

Master Luo said: "The Qian family is not well-connected. Although Master Qian is a formation master and has a wider circle of friends, he is helpless in this matter. In the end, I can only turn to you."

Master Qian bowed deeply to the ink painting and said solemnly:

　　"I will never say thank you for your kindness. If Mr. Mo has an assignment in the future, Qian will not refuse even to the death!"

"To put it mildly, it means that the collusion with evil cultivators was all done by the ancestor of the Qian family, and the other disciples of the Qian family had no knowledge of it. In this way, even if the Taoist court holds people accountable, it will not be too serious. At most, the family property will be lost, and most of the Qian family disciples will , his life should still be safe."

"It's best to go over the old accounts and kill some of the people who have lives in their hands or those with criminal records, and arrest some to serve as a warning to others. Then deprive the family of their property, and let the remaining monks live a hard life and practice it themselves. Tools, alchemy or monster hunting..."

 Zhou Zhangsi has been in Daotingsi for most of his life and knows the secrets inside.

Mo Hua nodded and said, "As long as you don't know anything, you're safe."

 Zhou Zhangsi couldn't laugh or cry, and then smiled and said: "Okay, then I will leave it to you, a little formation master!"

 Zhou Zhangsi's words are serious and thoughtful.

"Needless to say, if we talk about the crime more seriously, I wrote to the imperial court, saying that the Qian family colluded with Heishanzhai, collaborated with evil cultivators, killed people, and bought goods. Most of the Qian family's monks will be executed. Even if they don't die, they will have their homes confiscated and exiled, and their surnames will be deprived of them. , exiled from Tongxian City."

Master Luo said: "Mr. Xiao Mo, what a coincidence."

Mo Hua used his spiritual consciousness to confirm in advance that there were no wealthy elders or foundation-building monks around. There was indeed only Master Qian, and then he started talking to Master Qian.

Master Luo sighed slightly and said with emotion: "Such a wealthy family will collapse in the blink of an eye."

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

Master Luo was praised by the ink painting, and he looked happy, as if taking a breath of spring breeze.

"The Dao Tingsi has a clear distinction between right and wrong. No one will add insult to injury. The Qian family is guilty, but they will not kill everyone."

 After that, Mo Hua went to see Master Zhou and asked for a souvenir to enter Qian's house. Then he went to Qian's house and met with Master Qian.

Mo Hua took a look at the color of the tea, which was as light as gold as ambergris, and took a sip of the tea soup, which was as mellow as dragon and musk deer.

 Zhou Zhangsi looked kind and patiently explained the ink painting.

“But why are you meeting me?” Mo Hua was a little confused.

Chief Zhou didn't quite understand the formations involved, so he asked Mo Hua to help him take a look.

The ancestor of the Qian family escaped, but his cave was still there. Dao Tingsi cleared his cave and confiscated all the items to see if there were any other clues or evidence of crime.

 “What will happen to the Qian family?”

“Master Qian, what does he want to say to me?”

"Nothing." Master Luo said calmly, "I just want to invite Mr. Xiao Mo to taste tea."

 Zhou Zhangsi choked, coughed twice violently, and said out of breath:

“You kid, why do you dare to say anything...”

Mo Hua held his chin and thought for a moment, then said:

“I don't think it's good to be lenient or serious…”

Even if the Qian family is really serious about the crime and the whole family is executed, as long as Master Qian really didn't know about it, Daotingsi will find a way to keep him alive.

 “Good tea!” Mo Hua praised.

"To be serious, there are too many casualties, and no matter how many monks in the Qian family commit evil, there will always be innocent people. One size fits all will not work."

These things may not be profound or complicated, but if no one points them out to the monks outside the Taoist Office, they may never understand them in their lifetime.

Ke Mo Hua saw the look on his face, it was obvious that he had come prepared, and it didn't look like a "coincidence" at all. “Master Luo, what can I do for you?”

Chief Zhou's injury was not yet healed, and his face was still a little pale. He coughed and said slowly:

“The ancestor of the Qian family must be caught and executed no matter what, in order to comply with Taoism and serve as a warning to others.”

“It's better to meet by chance than by chance. I got a new cake of Tuanlong tea in my house. I wonder if Mr. Xiao Mo would like to show his appreciation and taste it together?”

Mo Hua looked at Master Luo with an expression like "Only a ghost will believe you."

 Except Mr. Zhuang, of course.

Mo Hua nodded confidently.

Mo Hua took another sip, then approached Master Luo and asked, "What's the matter?"

He is indeed a good boy...

Master Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

Master Luo sighed, "The incident involving the ancestors of the Qian family has caused uproar in the city. The Qian family is now banned. Master Qian cannot go out. He is worried and does not know the fate of the Qian family. That's why he asked someone to send a message and wanted to see you."

 “Master Qian, you're welcome.”

Mo Hua was entrusted by the old boss to read them one by one and picked out the evil formations inside. He also found some other clues that could prove the relationship between the ancestors of the Qian family and Heishan Village.

 Zhou Zhangsi's eyes lit up slightly as he listened.

Mo Hua came to Daotingsi to help Zhou Zhangsi.

 For ink painting, this is a small matter, but for Master Qian, it is a matter of life and death.

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh, looking at it like this, Master Luo's life is much more “corrupt” than that of Master Zhou…

Master Qian has the strength of a first-grade formation master. Real first-grade formation masters are scarce everywhere.

"please!"

Mo Hua was grateful for Zhou's guidance. He patted his chest and said:

“Sir, if you need to draw formations in the future, just come to me!”

He is just a formation master who studies formations behind closed doors. If you give him ten more courages, he would not dare to get involved in evil cultivators.

Mo Hua turned around to leave, but was stopped by Master Qian again.

Mo Hua asked again: "Master Qian, do you know about the Black Mountain Village?"

Master Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Mo Hua left Daotingsi and was about to go home, but met Master Luo halfway.

 “Master Qian?”

Hearing this, Master Qian glanced at Mo Hua gratefully.

 The evidence for writing a letter to the imperial court in this way is conclusive, and the documents written by the head of the Zhou Dynasty are also well-founded.

“Master Qian doesn't need to be polite.”

Mo Hua also returned the gift, thinking that he might actually need Master Qian's help for something in the future.

 (End of this chapter)

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