How is that possible? Could it be that Li Fengnian didn’t go to the study this morning? He has not yet found that his jade pendant was lost, and there are three words "I’ll do it" on the wall?

"Little brother, I'll say the same thing. You should think about who else can find. I'll help you pass the message. This place cannot be kept for a long time!" Ma Cheng kindly reminded again.

"Thank you, Brother Ma, I have my own sense of responsibility!" Now that the Lei Mansion has been opened, Cui Yunming is no longer as panicked as before.

After Ma Cheng left, Cui Yunming and Zhuge Wolong finished eating the buns. Zhuge Wolong couldn't help it and asked curiously, "Brother, have you practiced some magic?"

"Many of these are meditative and chanting scriptures in temples, right?" Cui Yunming did not say yes, nor did he say no, and replied vaguely.

As he said that, he remembered that Zhuge Wolong had been in prison for so many years and had experienced a lot of things before coming in. His experience must be extraordinary. Maybe he could know the reason, so he asked, "Mr. Zhuge, do you say that Song Weizhong is accusing me of being a thief and I come, so he is not afraid that I will commit crimes again?"

"Haha." Zhuge Wolong sneered, "It is a good trick for clerks to deceive superiors and subordinates. He served as a magistrate for four years. He would either be promoted or replaced in four years as a county magistrate. These clerks have been operating locally for decades, and it is easy to deceive the clerks."

"What if I come and commit another crime again? Just press the case and not let the magistrate know; even if the magistrate knows, he may not remember that you are still in prison."

"Let's take a step back, even if the magistrate remembers you, Song Weizhong sent someone to throw a few stolen goods into your temple and said you are my accomplice, how can you explain it clearly?"

"Even if the magistrate insists on letting you go, Song Weizhong can arrange for someone to come over at night and press a mud bag on your chest. In just one hour, you will die and you will not be able to detect the injury. It is common for someone to die in prison. Could it be that someone else will complain about you?"

Cui Yunming was speechless after these words. Indeed, it was too easy for the clerks in the yamen to deal with ordinary people.

Fortunately, he still has the Lei Mansion and relies on magic. If it were someone else, he would definitely die in this time. In this world, there is no way out for people to live, and these evil people deserve to be struck to death by lightning.

Cui Yunming had no intention of chatting with Zhuge Wolong for a moment, and walked to the corner and sat cross-legged, "Mr. Zhuge, I am going to meditate and practice, so please don't bother me."

"Brother, go, if someone comes, I will help you stop me!" Zhuge Wolong was knowledgeable and talented, so he naturally knew that his practice could not be disturbed.

I don’t know if the Yang God could leave his body during the day, Cui Yunming muttered while trying to get his soul out of his body and fly out through the wall.

As soon as he came into contact with the sun, he felt burning and a burning pain all over his body. He quickly consumed another trace of divine power and brought a faint golden light to his soul body. This was better.

The divine power is precious and I dare not use it too much, so Cui Yunming did not dare to delay it. He immediately flew to the study to see if Li Fengnian had discovered it.

During this period, he glanced at the lobby of the county government. He didn't pay attention to it last night. When he looked at it today, he found that the gate, lobby, and two halls were all shrouded in a layer of faint golden light.

Based on the practice of the art of looking at the Qi, Cui Yunming knew that black and white are the qi of good and evil, the five-colored light is the qi of literary spirit, and gold is the official spirit that represents the authority of the court. Under the cover of the official spirit, all evils avoid it.

In fact, as a court official yesterday, Li Fengnian also had an official spirit on his head, but he had a low official position, shallow qualifications, and insufficient official spirit, so Cui Yunming didn't notice it for a while.

When he flew in front of him, he was unable to enter by the official energy. The golden official energy was like the sunlight, which made Cui Yunming feel burning.

So he quickly retreated to the backyard and entered the study. He saw the newly painted walls and the jade pendant that seemed to be exactly the same on the desk. Combined with Zhuge Wolong's words, Cui Yunming immediately realized.

It seems that Song Weizhong has a suspicion in the inner house. Before Li Fengnian noticed it, someone informed him. Then he immediately asked someone to make up for it. Li Fengnian didn't know that his jade pendant was stolen, and he didn't see me coming.

When he went to the house to check, Song Weizhong was discussing with people how to demolish the temple and move the grave. Seeing that the clouds above him were already darker.

Deciphering each black spot in detail, killing human lives, humiliating women, exploiting people, corruption and abuse of power... It is simply full of evil deeds. Such evil people can live so well. This world is unreasonable.

Cui Yunming thought about it and wanted to activate the thunder method to punish evil and turn it into ashes, but then he thought that it seemed that it was not the best time to punish him at this time.

Anyway, with Ma Cheng taking care of him and Zhuge Wolong talking with him, his life in the cell was not too sad. It would be better to wait two more days before the impact of this matter was maximized.

So Cui Yunming walked around the room of Class 3 and Room 6. When this divine power was about to be exhausted, his soul returned to his body and opened his eyes again.

In the next two days, Cui Yunming stayed in the cell with peace of mind. Ma Cheng would deliver two meals a day on time. After eating, he asked Zhuge Wolong for information.

Zhuge Wolong is indeed very knowledgeable, knows everything about astronomy and geography, and knows everything about customs and cultures. The story tells him a lot more knowledgeable about Cui Yunming.

Zhuge Wolong was also a little strange. Most people were in jail and were frightened all day long. Why did he panic at the beginning but became more and more calm these days?

Time flies, and it is soon the day when Song Weizhong demolishes the temple. Early in the morning, Song Weizhong takes everyone out of the city.

Relocation of graves is a big deal now. When encountering such a big thing, his friends will naturally come to make fun of it. Chen Si, who came to the temple to urge him to help him, brought people to capture Cui Yunming's yamen runner Zhang San, and Wang Liu, the head of the prison guarding the prison...

There were other leaders from three classes and six rooms, and the rich and wealthy families in the county came to support him, surrounded Song Weizhong and left the city gate with a smile.

The people along the way quickly hurriedly avoided the farmer who was farming bent down, fearing that he would see it. When they figured out where Song Weizhong and others were going, everyone shook their heads in their hearts.

"This old dog Song even dares to demolish the Thunder God Temple, and is not afraid that the Thunder God Master will crack him!" Someone murmured with his companions.

"Hey, I think this Thunder Temple is not working anymore." The companion shook his head and sighed.

At the same time, in prison, Ma Cheng came over to inform Cui Yunming again, "Brother Cui, Song Shuban has taken people outside the city, and your Thunder Temple may not be saved."

"That's not necessarily!" Cui Yunming smiled faintly, thanked Ma Cheng, and returned to the corner of the prison and sat cross-legged.
Chapter completed!