Chapter 62: The Cult Leader of the Wanli Era

Kong Wenju practiced the method of "Appraising Antiquities," and he could distinguish the ancient meaning of objects.

Legend has it that in the archaeology industry, there are experts who have practiced this Dharma lineage to the peak.

Not only can they see the era of an antique's manufacture at a glance, but they can also vaguely feel some major events the antique has experienced in history.

They treat antiques as fragments of confession left by the ancients.

Even if one stays in a gloomy and terrifying ancient tomb, for such people, it seems to be colorful and gorgeous everywhere.

On some items, one can hear the cheers of the prosperous lantern festival, and on some items, one can feel the roar of the chaotic military talisman.

They don't feel gloomy or cold at all.

Instead, if students follow them, it will make them feel annoyed.

"The sounds in the ancient tomb are so good, didn't you hear them?"

"Shh! Stop talking, vulgar words, you're making me unable to hear the ancient music!"

Kong Wenju is far from that achievement, but after practicing to a small degree, he also has an intuitive distinction between ordinary objects and antiques.

For him, living in a bright house with elegant decoration may not necessarily make him feel comfortable.

A large bed that is soft and hard, fitting the curves of the human body, and a fluffy and huggable quilt may not necessarily make him feel at ease.

But if there is an antique that suits his heart by his side, even if he sleeps on cement, he will feel comfortable.

Sometimes he also doubts whether the Dharma lineage he practices has caused a kind of alienation in him, and he can rarely feel joy or sorrow for other things.

Only from the aura of antiques can he obtain vivid experiences.

But thinking carefully, it's like some people love living in the south, and some people love living in the north.

He has this talent, so he practiced this type of mental power, and mental power in turn highlighted his habits; this is just a natural thing.

It's just a hobby, far from being alienation.

After all, he hasn't gone crazy to the point of soaking in the museum every day just to feel the aura of antiques.

The antiques he has saved at home have already made him quite content.

Unfortunately, the few calligraphy and painting antiques he likes the most, several old friends refuse to transfer them.

This life of contentment with a little regret changed about a month ago.

That day he was playing with an ancient jade, and suddenly heard the sound of a sealed shell breaking, like an egg being knocked open.

The ancient jade suddenly melted into his right hand and swam into his body, making him very terrified.

But he soon discovered that the ancient jade entering his body didn't bring him any harm, only benefits.

His nose became abnormally sensitive, and his feeling for the aura of antiques was much clearer than before.

Compared to Kong Wenju at this time, the previous him seemed to be a severe nasal congestion patient, even if he entered the state of enlightenment.

This kind of comfort in his sense of smell made him, by some stroke of luck, not look for anyone to do a more detailed examination of his body.

A few days later, he discovered that besides his nose being more sensitive to the aura of antiques, he could also smell the toxicity of certain items, introduce them into a certain part of his body, and deposit them, synthesizing specific types of toxins.

Some toxins make people see absurd scenes.

Some toxins are similar to truth serum, making people answer everything and tell the truth without knowing it.

And some toxins can amplify the desire for attack in people's hearts, and after exceeding a certain dose, they can suppress people's desire for attack and produce great intimacy.

Kong Wenju familiarized himself with the power he had just acquired and also began to investigate the origin of that ancient jade.

First of all, that ancient jade should be a product of the Ming Dynasty, and with the half-true and half-false rumors in the seller's mouth, Kong Wenju checked historical materials and finally locked in a range.

This ancient jade should be a personal item of a leader of a folk sect during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.

That person was named Liu Tianxu, who once gathered people to rise up in Jinling, calling himself the Dragon Hua Emperor and Dragon Hua Cult Leader.

This sect was relatively mainstream in name, worshiping the Maitreya Buddha who attained enlightenment under the Dragon Hua tree.

In fact, the Maitreya mentioned in their sect's doctrine was very inconspicuous; what they truly worshiped was that Dragon Hua tree.

They believed that human ancestors were originally born from trees, without the filth of male and female intercourse, but the ancestors were polluted by the secular world, so that descendants had to be born through male and female intercourse, coming from filth and suffering.

Worshiping the Dragon Hua tree, removing a layer of filth, people would have one less suffering, and after death, they could return to the Dragon Hua tree to be reborn and enjoy immortal blessings.

At that time, many people recognized its efficacy and followed and served him.

However, Liu Tianxu wanted to rise up, but he chose the Winter Solstice Festival, picking the time when all officials gathered to visit the mausoleum to take action; he was truly bold and was soon surrounded and exterminated.

Kong Wenju investigated to this point and felt that he understood.

The abilities he had just acquired were indeed very suitable for preaching.

Looking at it this way, it was just getting the inheritance of an ancient sorcerer.

Anyway, he wouldn't be stupid enough to engage in any evil sect, so he could safely use this ability.

When Seeing Chu Tianshu heard him talk to this point.

He still described the reality and his own psychology very logically.

But later, Kong Wenju couldn't explain it clearly.

Asking him to recall his behavior, he couldn't explain how he was willing to abandon his property and shops, steal calligraphy and books from several families in one breath, and leave his hometown.

Why he chose to come to Macau, he didn't think carefully; it seemed like he just chose it randomly.

But he remembered the incident of attacking Hong Ying's brother very clearly.

"That is Tang Bohu's calligraphy and painting, Tang Bohu."

"His *Falling Flower Poetry Collection* is collected in the Princeton University Art Museum in the Americas, and the *Waterfall Viewing Scroll* is collected in the Taipei Palace Museum."

"Even if it's just a fan face, it's far from the artistic value of the first two, but it should be placed at home and properly worshiped."

"That's not ancient jade; he's playing with it in his hand, what a fart!!"

Kong Wenju's expression was unusually excited, completely ignoring his previous fear of Seeing Chu Tianshu.

"These dead nouveau riche who play with gambling, their social status is high, they have a lot of money, and officials have to give them face."

"But they get good things in their hands and don't know how to maintain and collect them at all."

"I only hate that the fan was snatched back by them at the time; I didn't know the madman was looking for his son, otherwise I would definitely have been able to trick him into helping me snatch the fan back!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu looked at him flatly, his gaze slowly turning to the big bag over there, and then turned back.

The meaning was obvious.

You stuffed calligraphy, paintings, and ancient books into such a big bag; do you consider that proper maintenance and collection?

Kong Wenju argued: "I had no choice; to carry these good things with me, I had to make some disguises."

"Fortunately, there are many people in the world who don't know the goods; stuffing them into the bag like this, others don't know what these treasures are at all."

Seeing Chu Tianshu was too lazy to talk to him anymore, just staring at his spleen.

The evil spirit on Kong Wenju was much weaker than the one on Zhu Heng.

It might be because of the differences in the environment during the hundreds of years of preservation.

But there was likely another factor, which was Zhu Heng's influence on Kong Wenju.

Among the five internal organs, spleen belongs to earth, lung belongs to metal, and earth generates metal.

Zhu Heng's strength was much higher than Kong Wenju's, and he himself was a madman; his crazy will was even more powerful than his physical strength.

These two stayed together, and Zhu Heng invisibly caused the evil spirit in Kong Wenju's body to become disordered, and even his power was sucked away.

But this was not without benefits.

For Kong Wenju, precisely because the evil spirit in his body was weakened, his brain was clearer than when he left his hometown.

"Consultant Chu, where are you?"

Fang Jun's shouting came from downstairs.

Seeing Chu Tianshu walked a few steps, approaching the outside of the floor.

Fang Jun got a roll of green gauze common in construction sites, wrapped Zhu Heng's corpse, and brought it over.

He didn't intend to carry the corpse to the third floor, just shouted from below: "How is it?"

"Caught."

Seeing Chu Tianshu said, "You should have felt the evil spirit aura on Zhu Heng's corpse, Kong Wenju also has an evil spirit."

"It should be something left by an evil sect leader in the Ming Dynasty; according to the five internal organs distribution, there might be a combination effect."

Fang Jun's face moved, put down the corpse, found a bamboo pole, and jumped to the second floor with a pole vault.

He practices mental power, so it's easy to jump from top to bottom, and he can use some means to buffer, and jumping from the third floor is fine, but jumping up is a bit troublesome.

Seeing Chu Tianshu squatted down and reached out, pulling him to the third floor.

Fang Jun stared at Kong Wenju for a while, slowly raised a playing card: "Kill him."

Kong Wenju was terrified, and said anxiously: "Wait a minute, I, I, I, my crime is not enough for death, right? If you do this, aren't you afraid that the Special Arrest Division will come to your door?"

Fang Jun smiled coldly.

"I am from the Special Arrest Division."

Kong Wenju's waist and back went limp, muttering: "The Special Arrest Division is also so dark, I should have known..."

"Very good, slandering the Special Arrest Division in front of the case-handling personnel, your sentence can be added again."

Fang Jun smiled, "However, judging by the amount involved in your case, it is estimated that you will have to squat until you die of old age."

Kong Wenju didn't know whether to be sad or happy for a moment, hearing this, it seemed he wasn't prepared to kill him.

Seeing Chu Tianshu saw Fang Jun scare Kong Wenju, and his mood was also good, laughing: "You are actually talking about killing the evil spirit, right?"

"Hmm."

Fang Jun said sternly, "He is not a high-risk person like Zhu Heng; if we can leave a life, let's leave it."

"According to the repeated orders from above, our Special Arrest Division handles things, on the premise of controlling the situation, we still have to be bright and strict."

Seeing Chu Tianshu said again: "This batch of evil spirits is a five-organ combination; the two known ones have both recovered recently. I want to see if we should keep them first and use them to perform magic to track the others."

Fang Jun shook his head.

"We have a priority principle in handling cases; evil spirits like this, kill one when you see one."

"Especially that kind of combination evil spirit, if there is a chance, we must kill their combination until it is crippled, the more crippled the better; otherwise, if they are really gathered together, who knows what will happen."

"In addition, regarding tracking, any evil spirit relic with some level will have encryption."

"In a complete state, wanting to track their companions is even harder; it's better to kill them and track them from the residual aura; the difficulty will be slightly reduced."

Seeing Chu Tianshu really didn't know these things.

It was very peaceful over in Hailing, and there was no evil spirit inheritance with any history.

At most, wild paths like that late Qing scholar appeared.

Witch Doctor inheritance focuses on medical skills, and the Vertical and Horizontal Secret Blessing method focuses on the improvement and accumulation of one's own mental power quality.

Neither mentioned much about evil spirit relics encrypting themselves.

"Then let me kill it!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu opened his mouth hurriedly, and while speaking, he had already pointed his fingers in the air at the position of Kong Wenju's spleen.

Since he wanted to kill, of course he had to open this treasure chest himself to get the material.

If Fang Jun snatched it first, he would lose out.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 63 =====