This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 137 The Red Dust on Both Sides

Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao left, but this time they did not take Leng Zhiheng with them. However, it was not because they were unwilling to do so, but because the latter took the initiative to ask to stay and stayed in the Donghai Film and Television City.

When the two immortals left the horizon, their figures had disappeared. It took Liu Lei and others a long time before they looked away.

Then everyone looked at the huge and exquisite pagoda in front of them, and Leng Zhiheng asked jokingly.

"Liu Lei, how are you going to explain to the workers at the construction site that a tower like this went up in the blink of an eye? I know the group's construction companies are researching integrated construction, but this tower is a bit excessive, and it's obviously an ancient building."

Liu Lei looked at Leng Zhiheng and smiled.

"Explain? What explanation? I'll replace most of the workers here and only keep these few technical engineers. A whole new group of workers will arrive within 48 hours. Wasn't the tower already built a long time ago?"

The so-called technical engineers are actually the six or seven people around Liu Lei. Of course, only two of them were originally in charge of the film and television city project, and they are not first-line technical personnel, but this problem needs to be solved by themselves. Liu Lei will not bother with such trivial matters.

At this moment, those people were already making phone calls non-stop. It was obvious that Liu Lei had already given some simple instructions.

Leng Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, then gave Liu Lei a thumbs up, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but add a sentence.

"With so many people changing, even if there are engineers, getting familiar with the project again will delay the construction period, right?"

"Yes, in fact, it will be partially open in a month. Considering this, I told Master Zhuang that it would take three months."

"You rock!"

Leng Zhiheng said this, then waved to Liu Lei. The latter understood, and the two of them walked around the Linglong Pagoda alone to the side.

When they reached the back of the tower, Leng Zhiheng took out a photo. It showed a beautiful woman with a serene face. It was Xi Miao.

"This is a photo of Xi Miaoxian. In order to use it in the future, I need to apply for household registration and ID card."

Although Leng Zhiheng could handle this small matter, Liu Lei still took the photo and nodded.

"Okay, you're not staying just for this little thing, are you?"

"of course not!"

Leng Zhiheng looked more serious, and then began to tell Liu Lei about some of the things that happened when Master Zhuang was with him. It was obvious that Zhuang Lin had shown some special tendencies before.

In the future, the people of the Immortal Sect may have some activities in the mortal world, not just the boss showing up occasionally.

And the Liu Group will definitely have to provide corresponding cooperation in the future.

Although the boss hasn't spoken yet, Liu Lei and Leng Zhiheng both know that as long as it is what Master Zhuang said, the boss will spare no effort to support it.
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Two days later, in the morning, in Xiangyang City on the other side of time and space, the Xiangyang prefect was looking at the document in his hand, the contents of which were simply outrageous.

Xiangyang Prefect Shao Jiling's hands were shaking slightly as he watched, and his close associates remained silent.

"Great, great! A ten-thousand-foot-high Buddhist Temple has harbored such filth and corruption. As the prefect of Xiangyang, I am like a blind man."

In excitement, Shao Jiling suddenly looked up at the two people leading beside him.

"You guys! Did you really not know this before? Yet, you've been able to write so much now. This really shows a huge improvement in your investigation!"

Hearing the sarcasm and dissatisfaction in the prefect's words, the two men hurriedly bowed in fear and trepidation.

"My Lord, it's not that I didn't know about this, but I didn't expect it to be so serious!"

"Yes, sir. Although we, the humble servants, know a thing or two about this matter, we are also aware that it is deeply involved. Not to mention us, the humble officials, even if..."

The man suddenly stopped talking here, and Shao Jiling slammed the document on the table.

"Even if what?"

The two looked at each other cautiously. The person who had just spoken looked up at Shao Jiling, then continued with gritted teeth.

"Even you, the county magistrate, would be in a dilemma. This is no small matter. Let alone making a move, even making it public would bring disaster, sir! We are loyal servants, how could we put you in danger?"

Shao Jiling took a deep breath and finally calmed down a bit. He knew that what his subordinates said was right, and even knew that what was written in the document was definitely not complete. After all, what his subordinates knew might not be the whole picture.

The Wanzhang Foguang Temple involved too many noble families and they were too corrupt. Although Shao Jiling did not consider himself a diehard, he was still shocked by what he saw.

After a long pause, Shao Jiling calmed down and asked again, "Don't panic. I understand your difficulties. By the way, have you found out who attacked Foguang Temple?"

The two confidants straightened up, and one of them thought for a moment.

"There are no credible clues. According to rumors from the people inside and outside Xiangyang City, there really isn't any bandit gang. The most they say seems to be a Confucian scholar whose appearance is unclear and who ended up in a temple!"

"A scholar, just one person? And why is the large Buddha statue in the temple there? Could he really be a deity?"

"There are indeed many such rumors circulating in the market. Some even say that the Buddha, displeased with the defilement of the sacred Buddhist site, was furious and cleaned up the place. After all, those two statues could not be moved by human power."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Shao Jiling sneered and said nothing, then dismissed all his trusted subordinates.

After thinking for a long time alone at the desk, Shao Jiling finally started to write. He planned to present the letter directly to two people, namely Wang Chen, the governor of Jingzhou, and Yin Ji, the captain of the Southern Barbarians. Both of them were powerful figures in Jingzhou and could better reach the ears of the emperor.

Shao Jiling has always considered himself noble and regarded himself as having the character of an ancient scholar. On the surface, he has only been in office in Xiangyang for two years, and it seems that he has been treated as a fool for so long, but he is not really a fool.

Shao Jiling was still aware of the tricks played among the nobles and powerful, and knew what the current social atmosphere was like.

Shao Jiling really didn't know the full story about Foguang Temple, but it would be nonsense to say that he was completely unaware of it. His anger just now was only 50% true and 50% false.

The activities behind the scenes of Foguang Temple are indeed quite exaggerated, but the activities among the aristocratic and powerful people may not be that clean either.
Perhaps many people are relieved that all the monks in Foguang Temple are dead?
It's not that Shao Jiling couldn't swallow this, but it was indeed a good handle. It could not only discipline the local gentry, but also be a good step for his career advancement.

But when he thought of the rumors in the market, Shao Jiling paused for a moment.

"Confucian scholar? Divine being? Great Buddha."

This matter was indeed quite mysterious. Even Shao Jiling was surprised by it, and he also wrote it down in the document.
In the house rented by the Zhao family, Zhao Chenyu was reading a letter.

The letter was left by Liu Hongyu and others. They had already said goodbye to Zhao Chenyu last night.

The Foguang Temple case has serious implications, and the city is now searching everywhere for the monks from the temple.

After all, Liu Hongyu and others had a dispute with the monks of Foguang Temple outside. This kind of thing seemed to provide clues to the government, but based on Zhao Chenyu's understanding of government affairs, if things went wrong, the monks might not be caught and they would get into trouble, especially when the two female members were of outstanding appearance.

There are plenty of clues that anyone can provide, so Zhao Chenyu still hopes that the five people will leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

Zhao Chenyu got up very early today, but who would have thought that when he got up, the five guests had already left.

The letter was written by Liu Hongyu. The writing was neat and the handwriting was elegant. Zhao Chenyu was amazed by it. The content of the letter not only apologized for leaving without saying goodbye, but also explained the reason.

Zhao Chenyu looked at the package on the table. There were many copper coins and some valuable silver left in it.

Because they were afraid that Zhao Chenyu would not accept them, they chose to leave without saying goodbye. This was to repay the teacher for the valuables he had given them last time, and also to make up for the expenses they had spent in Xiangyang City in the past few days.

"Alas, I hope they have a safe journey. After this separation, I don't know when we will see each other again."

The group of five people that Zhao Chenyu was worried about did not leave from Xiangyang Port by boat as he had imagined, but left by riding the wind just like when they came.

The reason they stayed for two more days was simply because Liu Hongyu and the others wanted to see how the Xiangyang government would handle the Wanfo Temple incident. However, it was obviously more noise than action, which disappointed them.

There are many taboos when worldly affairs involve the imperial court, and Liu Hongyu was not in a position to interfere too much, so he simply returned with his fellow disciples.

On the way back, the five people passed by the Little Holy Mountain on purpose. They wanted to visit Senior Xi Miao again, but no matter how they called, no one responded anywhere on the Little Holy Mountain or outside the Fairy Fox Cave, so the five people had no choice but to leave.
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The midday sun shone between the mountains. In Hougou Village, Liu Hongyu and others accompanied Wang Min'er back to her hometown.

There is still some breath of the king's father at the tomb in the mountain, but there are no ghosts living there. This is a wisp of soul energy that remains and condensed in the tomb before the earth soul dissipates. It is often related to the earth veins, ghosts in the underworld and blood relatives in the world of the living.

Although there are weeds around the grave, there are not many, and it is obvious that someone will clean it up occasionally.

Wang Min'er approached the grave with a wooden sign as a tombstone with some excitement. The image of her father emerged in her memory. With tears in her eyes, she knelt down in front of the grave.

"Dad! Your daughter is here to see you. She is now literate and has awakened her spirituality to the practice of cultivation. Mother and my brothers and sisters are living a good life."

As she spoke, Wang Min'er had already kowtowed to the grave several times.

At the same time, in the dark world of Dangzhong Mountain, a man who looked like a clerk was learning to write and sorting documents in the warehouse when he suddenly felt something.

In a trance, it seemed as if someone was calling him. The voice was both strange and familiar. Although he could not hear what was being said, he seemed to have understood a lot and felt much more at peace. However, two lines of dark tears still flowed out of his eyes.
(End of this chapter)