Volume 2: Ren Ping Sheng Chapter 69: Breaking the Law

  My head is spinning and I think I'm catching a cold...

  Back home, Chen Jianchen put away the umbrella. Abao noticed that his left shoulder was wet and quickly grabbed a towel to wipe it dry, saying: "Liu Xian Ge, your clothes are wet, change into another set."

  "Uh-huh."

  Chen Jianchen entered the room, changed into a fresh set of clothes and then came out to have lunch. Afterwards, he continued staying in his study reading books.

  Night came quietly while turning the pages.

  After dinner, Chen Jianchen sat upright in his study, concentrated his mind and calmed down. When he had thought it over for a while, he stood up, brushed his brush, and wrote a calligraphy piece.

  This calligraphy is half a foot wide and three feet long, with dense and rich ink, the font is round and smooth, when read together, it's exactly the three big characters "Thoughts without evil".

  Chen Jianchen put down his brush, his vital energy had been repeatedly exhausted, his spirit was greatly harmed, and sweat seeped out from the corners of his forehead.

  After a short rest, he picked up his brush again and wrote another character: Town House!

  In a short time, he wrote five large characters that contained positive energy. Even though Chen Jian had already condensed twelve paths of positive energy, he still felt overwhelmed and hastily closed his eyes to sit quietly for a while.

  About half a cup of tea later, he opened his eyes, took the "town house" pen and ink to Mo Sanniang's room, asked Abao to paste it on the headboard, and also instructed Abao to accompany Mo Sanniang to sleep tonight.

  Ah Bao was somewhat puzzled, but seeing Chen Jianchen's serious expression, he didn't ask anything and agreed.

  Chen Jianchen was like this, all for the sake of preventing any accidents, Mo San Niang and A Bao were his closest people, no matter what, he would not allow them to be harmed in the slightest.

  Cultivate oneself, put one's family in order, govern the state and bring peace to the world!

  Home is an extremely important component, if one's own home cannot be protected, how can they govern the country and bring peace to the world?

  After finishing his instructions, Chen Jianchen returned to the study and tore off the "镇" character that was originally pasted on the wall. This character also contained positive energy, but Chen Jianchen later discovered that even if the paper and ink were not damaged by external factors and the positive energy was not activated, the positive energy would still slowly dissipate and disappear over time, with a gradual weakening effect.

  When weakened to a certain extent, the positive energy on the word "ink" completely disappeared.

  Brush and ink have become ordinary words, losing their original value.

  It's time to put on new ones now.

  Chen Jianchen immediately pasted "Thoughts without Evil" on the wall and retreated to a distance to observe, feeling very satisfied. As for the mouse demon, it had long since hidden in its hole.

  A candle is like a bean.

  Under the lamp, Chen Jianchen was carefully reading "The Dream of the Stone". Outside the window, the wind whispered softly and the rain pattered gently, creating a quiet atmosphere.

  Splash!

  Suddenly a strong gust of wind blew up, tearing the paper on the windows in the house to shreds. Whoosh! It swept in and sent the pages of books flying wildly.

  Chen Jianchen stood up tall and laughed loudly: "The crazy wind doesn't know how to read, why is it messing with the books?"

  With a turn of his hand, he held a long brush in his hand.

  At this moment, as if the knight rode a fine horse, the swordsman drew his treasured sword, and his spirit suddenly concentrated in one place, staring intently at that wild wind.

  The wind was originally formless, but the fierce gusts that suddenly appeared in the house seemed like a black smoke, and it was unclear whether the wind was carrying the smoke or the smoke was bringing the wind. It howled and whistled, rushing forward, vaguely transforming into a ferocious evil spirit with bared teeth and dancing claws, extremely menacing.

  Hehehe!

  On the wall, the three big characters "Thoughts without evil" suddenly burst out a piece of needle-like light, detached from the ink and poured into the black smoke, just like pouring a basin of boiling water on snowy ground, sizzling.

  In an instant, the wind stopped, the smoke dispersed, and with a loud thud, a wooden plaque fell to the ground. It was orange in color, about the size of a palm, and had a ferocious yaksha image engraved on it. The image was short and stout, entirely black, with a hump-like head, no hair, and holding an iron trident.

  The whole image is vividly engraved, as if it were alive and about to jump out of the wooden board and bite people.

  At this time, a crack appeared on the wooden board, and the crack was deep, it had been destroyed.

  What is this thing?

  Chen Jianchen picked up the wooden sign and examined it carefully, but couldn't make out anything unusual, so he put it away for now and decided to ask someone about it later.

  ……

  In a secret room in the Chaotian Temple, the interior is simple, with a large wooden desk in the center. The desktop is filled with household items, incense and candles are lit, and there is also a small straw man in front of which is placed a yellow wooden plaque with patterns and designs identical to one lost at Chen Jianchen's home.

  There was a Taoist priest in front of the altar, about fifty years old, with a dry and yellow complexion, wearing an eight-trigram Daoist robe all over his body, dancing with a peach wood sword in his hand, treading on the seven-star step, walking around the altar, muttering to himself.

  Crack!

  At this moment, the scarecrow where the bill was placed suddenly caught fire and burned; while the wooden sign in front of it jumped violently, making a cracking sound, and when it fell back onto the table, it split into four or five pieces.

  The Taoist was shocked and pale, hastily stopped, rushed over to grab the wooden sign, and his face twisted in pain: "My ghost-dismissing order sign!"

  In her heart, she was both shocked and amazed: "Wu Gongzi said that the other party is just a weak and poor scholar, how can he break my spell?"

  The Taoist snatched off his hat and slammed it to the ground: "Now that the token is destroyed, there's no proof, what can be done? When Wu Gongzi comes to ask for results tomorrow, how should I answer? No way, of the 36 strategies, running away is the best; might as well pack up gold, silver, and valuables and leave the city early tomorrow. It's just a pity that after this incident, there will be no place for me in Jiangzhou City again. Three years of hard work, destroyed in an instant; cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents, Chen Xiangchen is really hateful and despicable, if I have the chance, I will definitely take revenge!"

  At the thought of hatred, the Taoist gritted his teeth and hastily ran out to pack up his things.

  The next day, the Taoist boy got up and opened the door of Chao Tian Guan as usual, but his master did not appear; it was not until Wu Wencai came to look for someone in a sedan chair that the Taoist boy reported and found out that his master had run away.

  When Wu Wencai heard the news, he was furious and immediately determined that Zhang Tian Shi had cheated him out of his money, truly daring to be so reckless. Thinking back to yesterday when Zhang Tian Shi had agreed, with such a calm and composed demeanor, Wu Da Gongzi was enraged beyond control, originally wanting to rush to the Jiangzhou Prefecture Yamen to find an official to catch the swindler. But after reconsidering, he thought that if things were to be made public, it would be difficult for him to explain himself, so he could only suppress his anger and return home in a bad mood, planning to think of another way to deal with Chen Jianchen.

  The master ran away, and the two Taoist priests were at a loss, not knowing what to do. After discussing it, they also abandoned the Chaotian Temple and ran away. From then on, the originally prosperous Chaotian Temple became an ownerless place, which made many people who came to burn incense and worship feel very strange. In the end, the government intervened and invited another Taoist priest from elsewhere to take charge of the Chaotian Temple.

  The commotion at Chaotian Temple, Chen Jianchen naturally knew: this just proved that his previous inference was correct, the other party was not a formidable cultivator, but just a charlatan who grasped some evil and heretical skills, not worth worrying about; the real threat still lay with Wu Wencai.