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Chapter 75: The Inaccessible Tianshi Mansion

In front of the Tianshi Mansion, the door was closed and there were many people gathered in front of the door, but everyone was silent. In the low atmosphere, everyone was either sitting or standing, looking at the door.

Gu Qingyun looked around and walked forward to knock on the door. Just as he took a step, he was grabbed by a skinny hand behind him, "Young man, don't knock on the door. They won't open it."

Because they were out for investigation, Gu Qingyun asked them to change into linen clothes, for fear that they would be seen as people from the Dali Temple and would be even more reluctant to open the door. However, they were stopped by the old man.

Gu Qingyun asked in confusion, "Why?"

The old man immediately looked like who are you and said, "Aren't you here to ask for money?"

Gu Qingyun immediately understood, nodded, and said seriously, "I'm here to ask for money. My sister's illness has never been cured. This Tianshi Sect is really a rip-off."

Seeing Gu Qingyun's serious expression, the old man immediately turned him into the same camp, "Yes, my patient hasn't recovered yet, and every time he says we have to pay more money. In fact, we are not stupid, I also know that if we want to be cured, we can only pay money to become the disciple of the old Taoist priest, but I don't have that much money. It's useless to report to the police, saying that we are volunteers..."

The old man sighed and said, "But, the old Taoist priest is dead, so there is no chance for him to cure the disease. Young man, you should stay here with us. Maybe you can get the money back."

The corner of Gu Qingyun's eye twitched. It seemed that the Tianshi Cult was very good at deceiving people. Most of these people only came here to ask for an explanation because the old Tianshi passed away. They didn't know that they were deceived from the beginning.

Gu Qingyun greeted a few people around him and asked why they came together to ask for money.

Everyone had different opinions, but they all pointed to one thing: the old Taoist priest was gone.

Gu Qingyun winked at the people from Dali Temple and walked to the alley on the side. "It seems that the confidentiality system of the Tianshi Sect is not very good. So many people know it in just one day."

"I think they haven't reacted. It seems that the dead old Taoist priest is the backbone." Zhao Huaiqing lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at the wall again.

"Let's take advantage of the chaos to go in and take a look, otherwise we don't know how long we will have to wait before we can go in and investigate." Xinhai has always been reckless.

But this time, everyone agreed with his idea. "Okay, but be careful. We will pretend to be believers first, and when everyone starts arguing or fighting, we will take the opportunity to open the gate and go in. After we go in, leave one person to continue to follow the main group, and the rest will quickly go in to investigate. If we are caught by the Tianshi Sect, we will say that we are lost, and try not to expose ourselves."

A few people understood and mixed into the crowd again in batches. The atmosphere in the crowd was very depressing, and some people even lowered their heads and sobbed.

Many people come and go, but no one seems willing to be the first to take action, just waiting silently for others to make trouble.

"Open the door, Tianshijiao, you have no conscience. You don't open the door." A skinny young man seemed to be unable to endure it anymore and walked forward and smashed the door.

But the only response he got was endless silence.

It became increasingly difficult for the people in the Dali Temple to stir up public anger. Who doesn't want to go in and seek justice? But in fact, no one can get anything good.

Watching one person after another who tries fail does nothing but make morale even lower.

Zhao Huaiqing tried to stir up the resentment of the people around him, "If they don't open the door, should we not go in? They are at fault and it's unreasonable for us to ask for justice. I really want to break down their door."

"Young man, don't be anxious. No one wants to care about us, so we can only fight with them like this. If you go and break the door, it will be our fault again." An old man advised, his eyes full of dry hatred.

"Then we can't just wait like this! You all have your own jobs, so put down your work and come here and wait. If you put down your land and don't care about anything else, what will you do if you can't get it back and have to waste half a year fighting with them?" Zhao Huaiqing changed his mind. Now is the busy farming season, and the planted rice and wheat can be harvested. What farmers care about most is their land.

If we get entangled here, will all our hard work for this year be wasted?

Many people couldn't help but agree with what Zhao Huaiqing said.

Many young people looked at Zhao Huaiqing and said, "Brother, what should we do?"

Even if the people in Dali Temple were disguised, they were still much better than the people present. They didn’t have withered limbs, nor did they have bottomless despair.

Many people thought that these people were just rich playboys who were cheated out of their pocket money, so they were not as panicked as them.

"We gathered everyone's strength and took down the door together. Isn't there an old saying? The law does not hold everyone responsible. Besides, we are all right wherever we go. You can't take advantage of the fact that we can't read and write some incomprehensible things to oppress us." After Zhao Huaiqing finished speaking, many people's eyes became firm.

"That's right. There are probably still a lot of scammers in there. Let's go in and get our money back and leave. The officers won't care about us, so we have to fight for our own safety." Most of those who were mobilized were young people. With red eyes, they swore to go in and get the money back.

"Yes, and besides, I won't live if I don't get my money back. What's the point of living? I gave so much money to these scammers all at once." There are also many people who feel they can't live anymore because of this incident, and they are actually happy to hear that someone is willing to break down the door together.

Zhao Huaiqing took the lead and pushed the door. "The Heavenly Master taught me to open the door for me, or I will remove your door immediately."

Zhao Huaiqing was responded to by silence again.

"Everyone, come on, take down his door and let them hide inside." Zhao Huaiqing stepped forward and encouraged them.

Just when everyone was excited and vowed to take down the door, a group of officials came from a distance. Upon closer inspection, they found that it was the governor of Kyoto and a group of minor officials.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?" The Kyoto prefect shouted before he even came up to them.

Zhao Huaiqing was afraid of being exposed, so he immediately hit back, "The Tianshi Cult is full of liars. He cheated me of my money, so can't I remove the door and go in to seek justice?"

The governor of Kyoto was stunned for a moment when he heard this familiar voice, but he quickly reacted, "Then you can't demolish it by force. Move out of the way. I have a search warrant, and they have to open the door."

"Why should we believe you? Didn't the Kyoto government ignore us when we went to report a case a few days ago?" A young man recognized the official uniform and was unwilling to move aside.

The governor of Kyoto said helplessly, "It was just a matter of money a few days ago, and we signed some unscrupulous contracts. We really couldn't do anything. Today, the old Taoist priest is gone, and we can go in. This is also a good thing for everyone. If we can find silver, we will distribute it to everyone."

The young man reluctantly stepped aside.

Everyone from the Kyoto Yamen walked forward and knocked on the gate. "Open the door, Tianshi, someone from the Kyoto Yamen has called the police and reported that someone has died here. Open the door so we can investigate."

But the door was still shut tightly, without any sound.

The clerk knocked again and shouted again with a hoarse voice, but there was no response at all.

Everyone looked at each other.

Could it be that the Tianshi Mansion has run away?