It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Lan Qingya stroked the sparse beard on his old face, sighed, and said with infinite regret: "The axles of this carriage are filled with black air. I'm afraid the owner of the carriage has been entangled with several unnecessary deaths recently."

County Magistrate:!

He pricked up his ears.

"Ah? Master, is he serious?"

"Although there is black air under the car, there is auspicious light on the roof. The owner of this car is blessed with auspicious aura. He must be a person of status. There shouldn't be any problem."

"Oh, that's fine."

"Alas! He is destined to be haunted by ghosts. He has no major illnesses or disasters, but he is always uncomfortable with minor illnesses and disasters. He has frequent dreams when lying in bed, and he is either climbing up the hills or climbing mountains. Although he does not seem to have to worry about his life from a distance, he is suffering from all the hard work and sorrow. If he does not take it seriously, he will not live long!"

"Then, Master, why don't you save him!"

"Since his life is not in danger at the moment, why should we wade into this muddy water? If the victim does not ask for help, we should not force ourselves to intervene. It is not good for our cultivation to be involved in too many causes and effects! Ahem... Let's go..."

The county magistrate listened for a long time and was secretly surprised.

He was right about everything!

I dreamed of climbing a mountain last night, and when I woke up I felt a sore back.

Although it's not a life-threatening thing, it's still very uncomfortable to be sharpened by a blunt knife!

Besides, didn’t the Taoist priest just say that if things go on like this for too long, even your life will be in danger!

With these cases piled up together, once the higher-ups get involved, small matters will turn into big ones, and he won't be able to cover up the big ones!

Thinking of this, the county magistrate could no longer hold back, and opened the curtain and hurriedly shouted, "Master, please stay!"

Lan Qingya walked back with the support of Jin Shulin.

Hua Xiangrong and Yuan Xi, who were sitting at a small stall watching the show, hummed in low voices.

"Junior sister, do you think Uncle Master can succeed?"

"Of course."

"I think it's pretty bad." He said as he put the wonton on the table into his mouth.

"What do you know?" Hua Xiangrong rolled her eyes at him, "Just wait and see, Uncle Master said within ten steps."

"One, two, three... six, seven..."

The two of them counted together, and at seven o'clock the curtain was lifted, and the county magistrate called for people again and again.

Yuan Xi dejectedly took out his only fourth-level elixir and gave it to Hua Xiangrong.

He is not as talented as some of his fellow apprentices. He got this fourth-level pill during his training in Wushan, but now he has lost it.

He sucked all the wontons in the bowl into his mouth, then condemned Hua Xiangrong with a resentful look.

Lan Qingya turned back and laughed: "But you called me?"

The county magistrate did not dare to be arrogant and bowed to him, saying, "Thank you, Taoist priest. Just now, I heard that every word you said was true. My current situation is just as you said!"

Lan Qingya narrowed her eyes and asked, "What does the lord mean?"

"I wonder if the chief has a way to crack it?"

"Oh, that's easy. My Lord, you only need to make a fair judgment on the case you are handling, and then place a bronze mirror on the door beam at the back door of your house." She counted with her fingers, "Does my Lord have a plum tree in your house?"

The county magistrate was immediately more impressed: "You are right, there is an old plum tree."

"That plum tree was originally your family's guardian fairy. Recently, your concubine has fed it a lot of medicine, so it can no longer function. Go back and solve this problem. The old plum tree will naturally help you ward off disasters and evil spirits."

The county magistrate frowned and asked, "Did he take medicine?"

He remembered that a concubine in his family had recently suffered a miscarriage, and he had confined his wife to her room because of this. It turned out that she had not been taking the tonic, so was the miscarriage also fake?

"You should put a door god in front of the door to prevent ghosts and evil spirits from entering the house, and then plant a golden osmanthus tree in the backyard to ensure that you will have a smooth journey without any worries!"

The county magistrate took note of it carefully, and then said in embarrassment: "How can we judge these cases fairly? Can the Taoist priest give me some advice?"

Lan Qingya shook her head: "Although I can figure out the truth, it will damage my cultivation. Let's forget it... forget it!"

He said and turned to leave.

The county magistrate hurriedly stopped her and said sincerely: "If the Taoist priest can show me a way forward, I will definitely give him a lot of money as a token of my gratitude."

Lan Qingya's face turned serious: "Hey! What are you talking about, sir? Yellow and white things have never been what people like us outside the world want."

The county magistrate begged again and almost knelt down to Lan Qingya.

"I think you have a deep affinity with the immortals, so I will make an exception and calculate it for you."

The county magistrate was immediately grateful and thanked him repeatedly.

Lan Qingya counted on her fingers and deduced the ins and outs of several cases, and told the county magistrate where the evidence was.

He had been an official for twenty years and was familiar with the laws. If the case was clear, he would naturally know how to judge it.

The county magistrate was even more impressed when he heard that she could describe several cases almost accurately just by calculating, and could also guide him to find clues and evidence.

After Lan Qingya finished her explanation, he thanked her profusely and said he would give her a large sum of money.

Lan Qingya waved her sleeves and said sternly: "It is the responsibility of my disciples to save the common people. This is just a small matter and there is no need for a large sum of money. You just need to show some appreciation."

The county magistrate said hurriedly, "How can this be possible? The Taoist priest has given me a new life. If I don't thank him, I will feel uneasy."

Lan Qingya was reluctant to say, "I live in the Tianshi Ling Daoist Hall. If you are interested, you can go there to find me. Goodbye."

After saying this, he left with Jin Shulin.

Do not take away a cloud.

The county magistrate stood there, presenting great gifts until Lan Qingya disappeared.

When the few people returned to the mission house, it was already dark.

Qi Yanchen also came back and was waiting for them while playing chess with Gong Yijue.

Everyone gathered together to eat and had a great time.

"Shulin performed well today. Every question he asked hit the point." Lan Qingya praised him.

Jin Shulin almost choked on the food in his mouth after receiving such direct praise from her: "Ahem...Uncle Master, you are too kind. I am ashamed."

"Well, well, I declare that you are the best actor in our Piao Miao Sect!"

Jin Shulin's expression froze, his eyes flickered, and he forced himself to smile.

"Yanchen, how about you go find Mr. Lu?"

Qi Yanchen recalled his gloomy face and his happy look when he heard the clue, and he seemed to cheer up again. He must want to win this lawsuit very much.

"No, I want to save Yu Niang." Lu Shusheng murmured.

"He's happy to have a clue," he said matter-of-factly.

"The key to this matter lies with the county magistrate."

"Uncle Master, will the county magistrate come?" Yuan Xi spoke again.

"If he is a person without conscience and only cares about personal gain, it would be hard to say. But since he is not, then this is probably true!"

Hua Xiangrong didn't understand: "Uncle Master, how do you know he's not?"

Lan Qingya picked up the slice of meat Gong Yijue had put in her bowl and said, "How could a person who only wanted to get ahead have not been transferred for twenty years? If he was a person without conscience, he would have just hastily closed the case. Why would he be unable to eat or sleep because of this?"

"That makes sense." Yuan Xi once again looked at Hua Xiangrong with an unconvinced look on his face.

So what? The county magistrate hasn’t come yet, so he won’t admit defeat!

After eating the meat slices, Lan Qingya found eggplant in the bowl again.

Qi Yanchen was looking at her with a smile.

Can she eat well by herself?

As soon as she put the eggplant into her mouth, Hua Xiangrong picked up some beans for her.

After stuffing the beans into his mouth, Gong Yijue reached for his chopsticks again.

Qi Yanchen followed without giving up.

How could Hua Xiangrong give in?

As a result, Lan Qingya's rice bowl became their silent battlefield, and in the end, the only one who suffered was her stomach.

[Help, where does this desire to win come from? It's inexplicable! ]