After hearing this, Wang Zhiwu immediately said impatiently: "Isn't it just the death of a governor? What's the big deal? The current Grand Master had his entire family exterminated by my junior brother! Is it worth rushing to report such a trivial matter to me! Besides, I'm not a minister of the court, what's the point of you telling me?"
As he spoke, Wang Zhiwu drank the freshly brewed fragrant tea in one gulp. After savoring it for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong and asked hurriedly again: "Wait, you said that the governor was killed by a fat Taoist priest? This Taoist priest who could kill the governor must have some skills. Although there are many such Taoist priests in the world, there are not many who are fat. As far as I know, there are simply not many. Wait, could it be that my chubby little junior brother did it?" When he said this, Wang Zhiwu's eyes widened, staring at the Taoist boy who came to report the news.
The Taoist boy was frightened by his terrifying gaze and did not dare to neglect it. He quickly took out a piece of paper and handed it to him, saying, "This is the portrait of the murderer sent to us by the court. They said it was drawn after the murder happened in Si Ti City three days ago. Please help us see if we recognize him!"
Without saying anything, Wang Zhiwu quickly grabbed the portrait and opened it. Wow, it was the smiling face of Xiaopang that deserved a beating. You know, the place where Xiaopang killed people was on the street outside the Governor's Mansion. Although it was dark, there were many officials and their families coming and going. When Xiaopang killed people, he only killed the Governor's guard of honor because those people participated in the killing of Mrs. Zhang. As for the passers-by, Xiaopang did not kill them. After all, he was not the kind of murderer. So in this case, Xiaopang's majestic and majestic posture when killing people was seen by those people.
After killing the man, Xiao Pang naturally walked away in a very cool manner, but someone still had to clean up the mess left behind.]
Previous page. The mayor of Si Ti City naturally had an obligation to catch the murderer, even if it was just a show? So the portrait of Xiao Pang was freshly produced and sent to the capital by an 800-mile military post!
"Fuck him!" Wang Zhiwu was so angry that he jumped up and down, and then he cursed: "Is this bastard going to stop? I just cleaned up his ass, and he does this to me again?"
After Wang Zhiwu cursed angrily, he suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly, "Wait, you said this happened three days ago?"
"Yes, it happened on the night of three days ago. The mayor of Si Ti City did not dare to neglect it and sent the portrait and equipment over overnight!" the Taoist boy explained hurriedly.
"Three days ago? Wasn't that the day when Junior Brother Song just wiped out the entire family of the Grand Master? Damn, this guy wiped out the entire family of the Grand Master during the day, and at night he ran thousands of miles away and chopped a provincial governor into pieces?" Wang Zhiwu couldn't help but sighed to the sky: "Oh my God, is this kid here to help me, or to play with me?"
"No, I have to go find my master to seek justice!" After saying that, Wang Zhiwu, carrying the portrait and a belly full of resentment, went straight to the back mountain to find Qingfengzi.
As a result, when Wang Zhiwu arrived at the cave in the back mountain, he found that Xiaopang was also there. Seeing him look calm and composed, Wang Zhiwu was furious.
"Master, I can't stand it!" Wang Zhiwu shouted directly: "Do you know what your good nephew has done?"
"Zhiwu, stay calm. People like us who practice Taoism emphasize self-cultivation and self-improvement. As the saying goes, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you, you remain calm; even if a deer appears on your left, you don't blink! Look at yourself, you are like this now. How can you still be as steady as a cultivator?" Qingfengzi scolded with pretended displeasure.
"Yes, I know I was wrong!" Wang Zhiwu realized that he was too excited, so he bowed respectfully and admitted his mistake, then calmed down and said, "But Master, his business..."
"What's the matter?" Qing Fengzi curled his lips in disdain and said, "Isn't it just killing a governor who dared to humiliate my Xuantian Temple?"
Wang Zhiwu was stunned at first, then asked, "Ah? You know everything?" He didn't expect that Xiaopang had caused such a big trouble and dared to take the initiative to talk to Qingfengzi. So Wang Zhiwu originally thought that Qingfengzi didn't know about it! But he didn't expect that after staying for two days, Xiaopang suddenly felt that it was not good to be so passive, so he simply came to Qingfengzi to complain first and put all the blame on the dead governor.
Although Xiaopang's far-fetched excuse was totally not a reason to cut the governor into pieces in front of the government gate. But with Qingfengzi's favoritism, he got away with it without any pain. So when Wang Zhiwu came to complain again, Qingfengzi didn't pay much attention and said directly: "The governor robbed a woman in the street and beat the woman's wife to death, and your junior brother happened to be a guest in this family. He is a righteous man, and when he encountered such an unjust thing, he was of course filled with righteous indignation! Of course, cutting that bastard into pieces was a bit excessive, but it can't be entirely blamed on him! Don't you think so?"
"This?" Wang Zhiwu was speechless for a moment, thinking, since you, the master, have said yes, how dare I, the apprentice, say no?
Although he was complaining in his heart, out of respect and filial piety for his master, Wang Zhiwu could only pinch his nose and say, "Master, what you said is very true!"
"Well, it's best that you think so!" Qingfengzi nodded with satisfaction.
"But Master, it doesn't matter what I think. The key is what the Blue Moon Country thinks. They just had their Grand Tutor beheaded, and now they have lost another important official on the frontier. The governor was a fierce general on the border. He had fought many battles, defended the country, and made great contributions. But now he was beheaded in the street by my junior brother without even asking any questions. How can we give them an explanation for this? The court has already sent people to ask about it!" Wang Zhiwu asked depressedly.
"That's your business, isn't it?" Qing Fengzi said nonchalantly, "Aren't you responsible for negotiating with the imperial court?"
Wang Zhiwu got anxious when he heard this and said hurriedly, "Master, are you pushing this onto me again? Last time, I was involved in the case of the Grand Master's family extermination and I already lost all my reputation. I also ran around and almost broke my legs! You're asking me to go again this time?"
"There's nothing we can do about it. Those who are capable should do more work!" Qingfengzi said with a smile.
"Master, you can't be so partial. Why is he the only one responsible for causing trouble while I am the only one responsible for cleaning it up?" Wang Zhiwu said aggrievedly.
"Haha!" Qing Fengzi smiled up to the sky, and then said: "Okay, okay, Master knows that you have taken the trouble, so how about this, Master will refine a furnace of elixir for you to strengthen your body and prolong your life, how about it?"
"Ah, how can I trouble you, Master?" Wang Zhiwu's eyes lit up when he heard this. Although he refused, his expression was full of expectation. You know, Qingfengzi is a foundation-building cultivator, especially good at refining pills. The elixirs he refines are of extremely high quality. This furnace of pills is enough to make Wang Zhiwu live for decades longer.