Chapter 215: Opening the Grave

Return to the Demon Suppression Division.

Xuan Mingcai told Chen Xian how to use the seal of the big Buddhist beads.

"Pure Dharmakaya, sealed by all Buddhas, sealed! That's it?"

Chen Xian looked at Xuan Ming with a strange expression.

Xuanming smiled and nodded: "I just said it, it's very simple, you can learn it in no time."

Chen Xian nodded. This was much simpler than just a simple "seal".

"Master, what are your plans next?" he asked.

"Last time, Lord Chen killed the Hunchback. The Black Corpse Sect is not just composed of Hunchback. There are many other people. They are causing chaos in the entire Daning. I want to find out where the Black Corpse Sect's lair is." Xuanming said.

"Master, please stay at the Demon Suppression Bureau tonight. It won't be too late to set off early tomorrow morning." He said.

Xuan Ming nodded.

Chen Xian asked Li Peishan to clean up a clean and quiet place for Xuanming to live.

Afterwards, he instructed Li Peishan to secretly investigate the crimes committed by the Wang family, and after the investigation, those who needed to be confiscated would have their property confiscated, and those who needed to be put in jail would be put in jail.

Li Peishan was slightly stunned, but still nodded: "I obey your command."

in the room.

Chen Xian held the big Buddha bead and looked at it carefully. His spiritual power covered the big Buddha bead and he could see that there were layers of sealed space in the big Buddha bead. Qin Wushuang was sealed in one of the spaces and was suppressed by Buddhist teachings from all directions. The hostility in his body was getting less and less.

Without the hostility in his eyes, Qin Wushuang's facial features became more delicate.

"How long have you been dead?" he asked with his spiritual consciousness transformed into a voice.

Qin Wushuang closed his eyes, enduring the blessing of Buddhism on his soul body, and remained silent.

Chen Xian asked again in a hurry, but Qin Wushuang still didn't speak, so he didn't ask again.

The next morning.

He bid farewell to Xuanming and headed straight for Huarong County with Wang Yan, Peng Dazhuang and fourteen others.

Half a day later.

A group of people appeared at the Huarong County Demon Suppression Bureau.

The director of the Demon Suppression Department is called Zhang Feng, and he has reached the Perfect Spirit Infant realm.

After seeing Chen Xian, Zhang Feng looked at him with both respect and curiosity.

Zhang Feng had already received the news that Chen Xian had been newly appointed as their deputy director, but he did not expect that he was so young, still a teenager.

Although those eyes were weathered and deep, the face was still a little too delicate.

"How does the Baquan Sect oppress the people?" Chen Xian asked directly as he entered the Demon-Suppressing Hall.

Zhang Feng said, "Master Chen, I have prepared a banquet to welcome you first."

"Let's talk about business first." Chen Xian said calmly.

Seeing that Chen Xian was quite stern, Zhang Feng also knew that a new official would have to make three big moves upon taking office, so he didn't want to bring bad luck upon himself.

He immediately told the story of how the Baquan Sect had oppressed the people.

The thing is, the Baquan Sect is located in Wulong Mountain, a hundred miles northeast of Huarong County.

There are towns and villages within a radius of fifty miles of Wulong Mountain.

The imperial court allocated fertile farmland, land, and mountains covering an area of ​​approximately ten miles to the Baquan Sect, but the Baquan Sect was not satisfied and occupied some fertile farmland in villages and towns.

The people in the town and the villages were definitely dissatisfied, but at first they were so afraid of the Ba Quan Sect that they dared not speak out.

Finally, the mayor of Wulong Town could no longer tolerate it and secretly went to Huarong County's Demon Suppression Bureau to report the case. However, within three days of returning home, the old mayor of Wulong Town was killed, and his three sons were beaten to death.

Chen Xian frowned: "The mayor of Wulong Town is a ninth-rank official, right?"

Zhang Feng nodded: "My Lord, yes."

Chen Xian said: "Instead of killing the imperial official, why don't you go to the Tyrant Fist Sect to capture him?"

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly: "Sir, there is no evidence!"

Chen Xian nodded secretly: "The court allocated good farmland to Baquan Sect, why would they occupy some good farmland in Wulong Town and villages? If it's not enough, they can apply to the court, right?"

Zhang Feng shook his head: "I don't know. I have been to Wulong Town three times, but I couldn't find the reason. I also asked the Baquan Sect, but they denied that they had never oppressed Wulong Town or the villagers, nor did they kill the mayor of Wulong Town. They have nothing to do with the Baquan Sect."

"Because there is no evidence, I cannot take action against the Tyrant Fist Sect."

Chen Xian had a blank expression on his face: "Tell me about the overall situation of the Tyrant Fist Sect."

Zhang Feng said: "The old leader of the Tyrant Fist Sect who has retired behind the scenes is a Wanxiang Realm expert. There are six Tiangang Realm experts in total, the strongest of whom is the current leader Tu Lin. There are seventeen Lingying Realm martial arts masters, twenty-six Yudan Realm experts, and forty-three Lingkong Realm experts."

"The rest are all below the Lingkong Realm, more than 3,000 disciples."

Chen Xian said coldly: "Baquan Sect has a total of 3,000 to 4,000 people. The court has allocated ten miles of good farmland?"

Zhang Feng nodded.

Chen Xian narrowed his eyes. Ten miles of fertile land was definitely enough to feed three to four thousand people. There was no reason for the Baquan Sect to occupy the fertile land of the villagers in Wulong Town.

"Sir, Tu Lin has a daughter, Tu Jiaojiao, who married the son of Prince Feng." Zhang Feng said.

Chen Xian remained silent. It seemed that there was someone backing the Ba Quan Sect, Prince Feng from Fengtian City.

Of course, he doesn't care what the relationship between the Baquan Sect and Prince Feng is. If he finds out that the Baquan Sect has occupied the fertile land of the villagers in Wulong Town, he will arrest them even if they are relatives of His Majesty.

"Is there anything else unusual?" he asked Zhang Feng.

"Other anomalies?"

Zhang Feng frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "My Lord, there is nothing else unusual."

"Who is the current mayor of Wulong Town?" he asked with a frown.

Zhang Feng said: "It's Chen Ping."

Hearing this, Chen Xian did not ask any more questions. After quickly eating lunch as arranged by Zhang Feng, he took Peng Dazhuang and others and headed straight to Wulong Town.

Zhang Feng also followed with his men.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

Chen Xian and others appeared in Wulong Town. When the townspeople saw them, they all had fear on their faces, but there was deep contempt in their eyes.

Chen Xian saw it but didn't care. There was contempt in the eyes of the townspeople. It must be because Zhang Feng, as the chief of the Demon Suppression Department in the county city, did nothing when the Ba Quan Sect oppressed the townspeople and villagers, and he didn't dare to track down the Ba Quan Sect, so he was despised by the townspeople.

He rode his horse to the door of a house.

The house was not luxurious, but it was more impressive than other houses in the town.

Zhang Feng's men went to knock on the door. Not long after, an old man in gorgeous clothes walked out of the house with his men, followed by guards. None of them were very strong, and the strongest was only in the late Blood Moving Realm.

"Master Zhang?"

The old man was Chen Ping, the current mayor of Wulong Town.

He saw Zhang Feng at a glance, and then his gaze fell on Chen Xian, who was dressed in red. When he saw how young he was, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"My Lord and Mr. Zhang, please come in."

house.

Chen Ping asked his daughter to make tea for Chen Xian and others.

"No need to drink tea, let's talk about business and then we'll leave." Chen Xian waved his hand and said.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng nodded, and Chen Ping let his daughter and the maids leave.

"This is Lord Chen from Fengtian City. If you have any grievances in Wulong Town, you can tell Lord Chen."

"Your Excellency, there is no more injustice in our town." Chen Ping looked at Chen Xian and said.

Hearing this, Chen Xian frowned slightly.

Zhang Feng was also slightly stunned. "No grievance? The previous Mayor Liu risked his life to go to Huarong County's Demon Suppression Division to file a complaint. When he came back, he was killed, and his three sons also died tragically. How could he not have any grievance? The complaint he filed is still here with me."

Chen Ping's face turned ugly when he heard this, but he still shook his head and said, "Master Zhang, Liu Zhen was beaten by the Baquan Sect because his son stole the Baquan Sect's spiritual rice. Liu Zhen held a grudge and instigated the townspeople to sue the Baquan Sect."

"It was just their personal grudge. Now that Liu Zhen and his three sons are dead, our town doesn't intend to pursue the grudge. The grudge is gone when the person dies."

Zhang Feng frowned, then looked at Chen Xian.

Chen Xian stared at Chen Ping without saying anything. This old guy must be afraid of revenge from the Baquan Sect. He didn't dare to tell the truth and didn't plan to report to the police. He wanted to keep the matter peaceful.

But this concerns the livelihoods of twenty or thirty thousand people, and it cannot be settled with just a few words.

"The Tyrant Fist Sect oppresses the people, and those who are in collusion with them are guilty of the same crime. I will give you some time to prepare, and you can speak after you have made up your mind." Chen Xian had no expression on his face, and his voice was very calm. After he finished speaking, he added: "Don't worry that the Tyrant Fist Sect will retaliate against you. With me here, no one dares to attack you."

Chen Ping stared at Chen Xian with his eyelids slightly flickering. The man in red was the deputy director of the Demon Suppression Division. He was so young and it was unknown how capable he was, but he had a rather arrogant tone.

Even if they can protect Chen Ping for a while, the Baquan Sect and Wulong Town are adjacent to each other. Can the Demon Suppression Bureau protect him for a lifetime?
"Your Excellency, everything I said is true." Chen Ping was still very firm in his statement.

Chen Xian shook his head speechlessly. He could tell from the looks of the townspeople that there was a problem in the town.

"So, Liu Zhen and his three sons were all killed by the Baquan Sect?" Chen Xian asked coldly.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook his head and said, "I never said that. I don't know how Liu Zhen and his three sons died."

Chen Xian looked at Zhang Feng and said, "There shouldn't be any bandits around Wulong Town, right?"

"Your Excellency, no!" Zhang Feng shook his head.

Wulong Town is not far from Huarong County, so how could there be horse bandits there? Besides, the Daning Dynasty is not yet corrupt enough for horse bandits to run rampant.

Moreover, the Baquan Sect is also located in Wulong Mountain, so even if there are horse bandits, they would not choose to take root here.

"Give me the complaint." Chen Xian looked at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng took out the petition submitted by Liu Zhen from his arms.

Chen Xian took it and took a look. The content of the petition was not complicated. The Baquan Sect occupied the townspeople and villagers' fertile land and planted a large amount of spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables.

The so-called spiritual rice, spiritual wheat, and spiritual vegetables are also grown by ordinary villagers, but the seeds are extremely expensive, so they can only be sold after growing them, and it is a waste to eat them yourself.

But the townspeople and villagers still have to grow ordinary grains to feed themselves.

In fact, many townspeople and villagers were oppressed not because of the problem of fertile land. They did not have fertile land. It was because the Baquan Sect occupied the fertile land of the mayor, gentry and others.

They are exploited on two levels while doing hard labor.

First came the Ba Quan Sect, then the town mayor and the wealthy local gentry.

The townspeople and villagers will definitely be dissatisfied.

Liu Zhen, the local gentry and others were also severely exploited, and they hated the Baquan Sect in their hearts.

Chen Ping is the most powerful local gentry in the town except for the mayor. He is very prestigious. Chen Ping's signature and fingerprints are also on the petition.

At this moment Chen Xian regretted it.

Either he is afraid of death, or he has become corrupt with the Baquan Sect.

The biggest problem with the petition was that there was a newly discovered silver mine in the town that had been occupied by the Baquan Sect.

It was because of this that the previous mayor could no longer tolerate it, so he secretly prepared a complaint and sued the Ba Quan Sect.

"Is this your fingerprint?" Chen Xian threw the petition on the table and pointed at Chen Ping's name and asked.

Chen Ping looked a little unhappy, but he nodded: "It was indeed my handprint. I was forced by Liu Zhen at that time, so I had no choice but to sign my name and put my handprint."

Chen Xian nodded secretly: "Does the silver mine belong to Wulong Town or Baquan Sect?"

Chen Ping's face turned ugly again. He hesitated for a while and said, "It belongs to Wulong Town!"

He couldn't fool around with this kind of thing, because he could easily find out where the silver mine was located by just checking.

"Then who is mining?" He stared at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping grunted and said, "The people from the Tyrant Fist Sect are responsible for mining."

Chen Xian looked at Zhang Feng and asked, "Who allowed the Tyrant Fist Sect to exploit the silver mine in Wulong Town?"

Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, then said, "It was allowed by the city lord, who said that he would give money to the town and pay a large amount of taxes to the court."

"Yes, yes, yes, give me the money that the town will share." Chen Ping also echoed.

Chen Xian sneered. If the money was really distributed to the town, why would the previous mayor report it to the Demon Suppression Bureau?
It seems that asking Chen Ping will not reveal anything.

What Zhang Feng found was only superficial. Perhaps Zhang Feng did not want to offend Prince Feng in Fengtian City.

Chen Xian had no objection to who mined the silver mine, as long as the formal procedures were followed and the mayor of Huarong County approved it. The key was that the mountain belonged to Wulong Town, and mining the silver mine would definitely result in a share of the profits for the town.

For the townspeople, even if it was very little, at least they could afford to pay the various taxes collected by the court.

"How many people who put their fingerprints on the stage died?" He looked at Zhang Feng and asked.

Zhang Feng said: "Including Liu Zhen and his three sons, a total of 26 people died."

"Twenty-six lives!"

Chen Xian nodded secretly and immediately asked Chen Ping to lead the way to the place where Liu Zhen was buried.

Chen Ping originally didn't want to go, but he didn't dare to disobey the order.

"Go, call the Liu family!" Chen Ping turned around and instructed a guard.

The nurse left quickly.

Chen Xian didn't say anything about this.

Not long after, Liu Zhen's grandson came to the outside of Chen's house with his mother and maid. When they saw Chen Xian, Zhang Feng and others, their expressions were the same as the townspeople before, with fear and a little anger in their eyes, and contempt flashing in their eyes.

Soon the group went to the place where Liu Zhen was buried. It was not far from the town, only a few miles away, and was buried on the side of a mountain. They crossed a river and arrived at the cemetery.

Chen Xian took a quick look and saw seven new graves in the cemetery, most of which were probably buried less than a month ago.

"Dig it up!" he said, pointing at Liu Zhen's grave.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping and others were stunned.

Zhang Feng was also slightly stunned, and said, "Sir, this is not a good idea. The person has been buried. It may be unlucky to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy."

Liu Zhen's grandson and his mother did not agree to open the museum and stood guard in front of the tombstone.

Chen Xian's eyes flashed coldly, "Everyone get out of here!"

"Sir, my grandfather has been buried for a long time. Please let him rest in peace. We will not sue this case!" Liu Zhen's grandson knelt down and hugged Chen Xian's legs.

Wang Yan stepped forward and picked him up: "You said you don't want to sue, so what? We adults will come forward to solve this matter, what are you afraid of?"

Liu Zhen's grandson yelled, "Please, we don't want to die yet!"

Hearing this, Wang Yan looked at Chen Xian.

Chen Xian's eyes flashed coldly: "Let them get out of the way."

Wang Yan didn't say anything, grabbed Liu Zhen's grandson and threw him aside, while others stepped forward to pull Liu Zhen's daughter-in-law away.

Peng Dazhuang asked someone to open the grave.

(End of this chapter)