Lanke Chess Edge

Wen judge put the judge pen in his hand into his sleeve, and said something to Wu judge beside him.

"A practitioner in the Yangjian Temple invited me to meet him, so I will leave for a while!"

Judge Wu stopped his pen and listened for a while, but he didn't hear any sound. Then he swipe his pen in front of him, and ripples appeared in front of his eyes, showing the scene of a temple.

There was a man in a blue shirt with wide sleeves, who was arranging tribute and pouring good wine, bowing to the statue of Wenpan.

At the same moment when Wu Pan raised his pen to paint the scene, the other party seemed to feel something, and looked up at another statue of judge next to Wen Pan. His eyes seemed to meet the civil and military judges of the Yin Division across the yin and yang, which made the two judges feel deeply. Yi Lin.

"Wen Pan is going to go, I will pay attention to the situation in the temple here!"

Judge Wen stood up when he heard the words, and without saying anything, he and Judge Wu walked out of the Division of Merit and Demerit after exchanging hands.

In the side hall of the Town God's Temple, Ji Yuan glanced in the direction of the statue of Wu Pan when he felt something just now, and he could vaguely feel a certain line of sight, thinking that it should be that the Yin Division had already paid attention to him.

Sure enough, not long after, the invisible judge Wen stepped out of the statue and landed beside Ji Yuan. His official robes and hats were black, but his black beard and temples looked vicissitudes.

Ji Yuan hurriedly bowed to Judge Wen.

"I'm counting on destiny. I have something to disturb Wenpan. I hope that Wenpan can find time to talk to me when he is free!"

Seeing the tribute wine and the other party's humble and courteous attitude, Wen Juan naturally softened his attitude, and since he couldn't see the depth of the other party clearly, he naturally returned the courtesy.

"Mr. speaks too seriously. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Ji Yuan smiled, thinking that the judge should be a good talker, and pointed his left hand towards the altar.

"Please use the literary judgment, let's talk while eating!"

Wen Pan was also free and easy, he picked up a wine glass and sniffed it, opened his mouth and drank it down, but when he put down the glass, Ji Yuan clearly saw that there was still wine in the glass, but there was no smell of wine.

Ji Yuan smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the remaining liquid in Wen Pan's wine glass dissipated, and while refilling the other's glass, he began to talk about his reason for coming.

"Presumably Wenpan still remembers that there was a famous Zuo family in Juntian Mansion back then?"

"Well, of course I have an impression. He is considered to be the best in the world of martial arts, and he can be called famous."

"Then, did the Zuo family ever have any treacherous and evil people that disgusted the Yin Division?"

Wenpan replied after eating another piece of rice cake.

"That never happened."

With a wider mind, it would be more appropriate for the predecessors to make no serious mistakes.

"Speaking of which, the Zuo family also has some connections with Ji, so coming here is a private matter..."

Ji Yuan spoke slowly, telling the truth, but he didn't say the whole thing, trying his best to express the thoughts of a cultivator who inherited the Zuo family's love and wanted to help.

One yin, one yang, one person, one ghost, chatted with each other for a long time in the side hall of the Town God's Temple on this rainy day, and no other pilgrims came in during this period.

When the rain stopped outside, the conversation between the two parties naturally ended.

Wen Ping just nodded frequently while listening, not only listening to Ji Yuan about Zuo's family affairs, but also occasionally chatting with him about other things, although he couldn't get Ji Yuan to follow him, he felt it carefully during the conversation, and understood that this person was knowledgeable and open-minded His generation must be dignified and righteous.

What the visitor said was naturally a matter of little effort for Wen Judgment, and it was not a big deal. After some chatting, he had a good impression of Ji Yuan, and he fully agreed at the end of the conversation.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ji, the Yin Division of Juntianfu will definitely take care of the Zuo family, and the virtuous among the Zuo family's deceased will also give priority to joining the Yin Division. I will personally go to see how the current Zuo family is doing tonight. Include it in the corresponding album!"

Wen Pan personally assured that, Ji Yuan also heaved a sigh of relief, the key is that he doesn't have to go to see the City God, and hastily surrendered again.

"Wen Judgment, please, then Ji will leave!"

Wen Juan and Ji Yuan were in a good mood after chatting for so long, and even some difficult and trifling matters in the Yin Division's judgment were also pointed out by Ji Yuan with a witty remark, and this meeting also returned the gift.

"You should do your best!"

Watching Ji Yuan leave, seeing the number of pilgrims gradually increasing due to the heavy rain, Wen Juan glanced at the altar, took away the remaining stack of pastries and half a jug of wine, and then returned to Yinsi.

After leaving the Town God's Temple, Ji Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, breathing in the fresher air after the rain, his whole body became more relaxed.

'Finally everything is done, it's rare to come to Juntian Mansion to satisfy my appetite! '

. . .

When it was midnight, by the Yuanzi River outside Juntianfu City, the residential area where the Yan family lived together had already turned off the lights and everyone went to sleep.

Both civil and military judges of the city god of Juntianfu's merits and demerits came here.

Before getting close to this area, the civil and military judges must have noticed something strange.

Ghosts and gods like them can see some special things in their respective realms. For example, when they look at Yan's house at this moment, there is a sense of clarity in the dark as a whole.

It wasn't that there was anything shining brightly, but it gave the two judges a sense of integrity and transparency. Originally, the two judges came to see the Zuo family's family together, just curious about the relationship between the Zuo family and their fate, but now they are even more curious about what is inside.

"Go, go and find out!"

The two judges walked forward together again, and they were already close to the outside of Yan's shop for a while, but when they got here, an invisible ripple that even the judge couldn't see clearly filled the air, which only made the two feel a little bit sensitive.

Walk all the way to the main courtyard of Zuo’s main house, pass through the door wall and enter the lobby. A copybook that has not yet entered the city to be framed is placed on the table of the Eight Immortals, which presents a sense of heavy energy in the eyes of the judge. Looking at it, the night is transparent and dull. And it is bright.

Sweeping across the handwriting, it is exactly: Ning Tai Ankang, all evils will not invade, work hard with ambition, and live up to your painstaking efforts! Dedicated to Zuo's descendants!

"Decree!" "Decree!"

The words of astonishment from the civil and military judges were all spoken in unison, with a rare gaffe in tone.

Wu Pan looked at Wen Pan and said:

"In the daytime, who is the person who drinks and talks with you, who is so sacred, and how profound is his mana?"

Wen Jue also answered while recalling.

"I didn't notice it at all. If it wasn't for calling God to release the wine, it would be..."

When Wen judge said this, he paused for a moment, and looked at Wu judge.

"Like a mortal!"

"hiss……"

Wu Pan took a breath even if he didn't have to breathe, and he also recalled the glimpse between yin and yang during the day.

The two judges looked at each other for a long time before Judge Wu seemed to suddenly remember something.

"The night before yesterday, there was a night parade to report a strange incident. It was said that the scholar who was the shopkeeper of a shop in the city got a miraculous copybook. At night, he felt that he couldn't look directly at it. Could it be the decree left by Mr. Ji? "

"I think so!"

Wen Jue carefully admired the copybook on the table, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Good words... this Zuo family is amazing!"

"Hmph, the decree left by the master is also based on fate. Judging from the meaning of the words, if the Zuo family really produces an unworthy descendant who does not know good and evil in the future, it will violate the true meaning of the decree..."

"That's the time!"

Wen judge smiled and said while stroking his beard and sighing, then took out a special chapter book, and used the judge's pen to outline the handwriting on it: Juntianfu Zuoshi...

Inside the house, Zuo Boran and his wife were already asleep.

For some reason, Zuo Boran woke up at this moment, and felt that he could smell a vague fragrance, just like the smell of sandalwood in the temple.

The reason for the decree is that Zuo Boran, an ordinary person, smelled the incense of Shinto.

Zuo Boran felt a little strange, so he put on his clothes and wanted to go out to have a look, but he opened the curtain and went to the outer hall separated by a wall. There was nothing unusual, but the sandalwood smell was even stronger.

"Strange thing, there is no fragrance at home..."

The two judges looked at Zuo Boran, an old man twitching his nose, and looked at each other again.

"Could it be that this person can smell it?"

"It should be the influence of the law!"

Wu Pan smiled suddenly, and said a word to Wen Pan, which made the latter smile gradually.

"We've worked together for so many years, it's rare for Judge Wu to be so interested, okay, let's do it like this!"

The civil and military judge actually took the initiative to show his face when the words fell.

Two people wearing black official robes and caps, one with red beard and the other with black beard, and holding a large brush in their hands suddenly appeared in front of them, and Zuo Boran was terrified.

"Hey, hello~~~! You, you..."

Zuo Boran fell backwards, stretched out his hand trembling slightly, unable to speak clearly.

Especially the two people in front of them seemed to be shrouded in shadows, they were extremely frightening, Zuo Boran was so horrified that he couldn't speak even though he had martial arts.

"Hahahahaha... Don't be afraid, Mr. Zuo, we are civil and military judges under the jurisdiction of the City God of Juntian Prefecture. We have been entrusted by an expert to come here to register the lintel of Zuo's family."

"Old man, what are you doing, old man?"

There was a voice from the back room.

Wen Juan also smiled and gave Zuo Boran a slight bow.

"It's over here, I'll take my leave!"

After saying that, the two judges, civil and military, turned around and stepped forward, disappeared through the door, leaving only Zuo Boran, who was sweating profusely and panting, half paralyzed on the ground to calm down.