Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 936 - 3: You Really Dare to Sell Anything

Human nature generally cannot withstand any tests.

In the past, the Cuojin Sect was considered a semi-open harmless organization. They usually neither killed nor set fires, with their greatest goal being Fulong Court.

In other words, they tricked former courtiers into spending money on Feng Shui.

Doing Feng Shui is better than doing other things. The group of former courtiers was still quite large and had a good amount of spare money. If you don’t let them study Feng Shui at home, when they have nothing to do, they might cause some other troubles.

Of course, this doesn’t exclude the presence of certain bad apples, such as Leng Nian.

The original philosophy of the Cuojin Sect was to disguise and avoid disasters, live low-profile, and stay clear of karmic consequences. If you indulge in Feng Shui while creating problems, and get entangled in the mortal realm, you will inevitably have a bad end.

The Xia Mansion is relatively sensitive and has top experts guarding it, so ordinary petty thieves wouldn’t dare covet it.

Thus, the main focus of the Cuojin Sect was on the Qian King’s Mansion.

Strictly speaking, King Mu’s Mansion also belonged to the faction of the former courtiers and was a heavyweight presence. Old Master Wang spent his life in battles with countless old comrades in the army, truly capable of recruiting and organizing soldiers.

Under normal circumstances, the Cuojin Sect wouldn’t dare to target King Mu’s Mansion.

But there’s a problem here, which is that Mu Yuming was an outsider and not very close with the Mu Family. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The most crucial is that such a big cake was drawn, but the Mu Family was not allowed to have a share.

Since ancient times, wealth can easily move people’s hearts...

Old Third Ding wandered around the entrance of the new school and immediately frowned.

"There’s indeed a problem, Commander Wang. Can we go inside for a look?"

"No problem, we can go right in."

Wang Yunxiao had the keys to the school gate.

The new campus was planned by Principal Zhou to be used for the high school department. Wang Yunxiao had personally watched every bit of its construction, both the teaching and dormitory buildings were spacious, bright, and used solid materials.

By the aesthetic standards of this era, it was considered quite beautiful.

The school even specifically built a boiler room, installed heating, and drainage facilities.

Old Third Ding walked to the boiler room with a compass and, after a careful inspection, said to Wang Yunxiao: "Commander Wang, the boiler must have been tampered with. I don’t understand the technical issues, but this place should be a place of vigorous fire energy, yet Yin Sha is very strong. According to past sayings, conflicts between Yin and Yang are bound to cause trouble sooner or later."

"Got it, let’s check other places then."

Wang Yunxiao nodded noncommittally.

Old Third Ding walked into the teaching building and opened a window in a third-floor classroom, then said softly to Wang Yunxiao: "Commander Wang, look over there, there’s a building with a red roof."

"Does it mean anything?"

"Think about it, students are in class, the texts are obscure and dull, they’re bound to let their minds wander sometimes. At this moment, when they look out the window, the first thing they see is that red-roofed building."

"In the Feng Shui business, this is known as ’soul summoning and path leading,’ a very malicious Feng Shui setup that stirs up restlessness in people’s hearts. If my judgment is correct, that place definitely isn’t doing a legitimate business, there must be some shady dealings."

Old Third Ding would rather his judgment was wrong.

If it were only some Jianghu tricksters, he could glance around and head home for dinner. But the more he saw on the way, the more it surprised him. All were tactics used by insiders, extremely insidious and vicious.

Besides the Cuojin Sect, you wouldn’t find such masters throughout the whole of Tianmen City.

"Since it’s a shady place, let’s go check it out."

The three left the school and followed the direction to the building with the red roof, only to find it was a bookstore.

Old Third Ding looked embarrassed.

"This... perhaps I miscalculated..."

"Who says a bookstore can’t have shady dealings? Let’s go in and see."

Wang Yunxiao stepped into the bookstore. His police uniform startled the shopkeeper behind the counter, who quickly stood up to greet them.

"Gentlemen, are you here to buy books?"

"Just looking."

Wang Yunxiao waved him off, signaling not to engage in forced sales, and walked toward the bookshelves, scanning through.

On the surface, they all appeared to be legitimate books.

He then turned to look at Li Mumu.

When it came to familiarity with books, this lady was the expert.

Li Mumu, well-acquainted with every book in the Qinghe Middle School library, walked to a corner of the bookshelf, casually picked up a book, flipped two pages, and whispered to Wang Yunxiao: "Lowbrow literature."

How lowbrow?

With a critical mindset, Wang Yunxiao received the book and saw the cover titled "Legends of Weitu Temple."

He opened it to find it telling of a temple in a prefectural government known for the local legend of Weitu bestowing children. It spread widely, attracting many young girls and wives from nearby counties.

A scholar passing by stumbled upon the truth, discovering that monks secretly delivered fleshly offerings. They even built a dungeon imprisoning dozens of women in the temple, including a pair of sisterly warriors...

Too detailed... or rather, too lowbrow!

Yet if pursued closely, it wasn’t illegal.

In that era, those capable of writing books and avoiding failure, reprinting and publishing were few. Moreover, readers were few, and for them, such lowbrow literature was considered a refined hobby.

Though not dignified, it wasn’t considered a crime.

Take for example a maid named Xi Ren or something.

But that was during the former dynasty.

After the new government was founded, they expressly banned such books.

But at best, they were confiscated.

It shouldn’t have made the shopkeeper’s face white, trembling, and sweating profusely as it did now.

"That’s all on this shelf."

Li Mumu pointed with her hand, and Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, no one would believe it wasn’t intentional.

"And this shelf..."

Li Mumu picked up a book, and before she could speak, the shopkeeper hastily explained: "Commanders, this is all from a friend who left them here to be sold on consignment!"

"Oh?"

This made me even more interested.

Wang Yunxiao opened one page only to see, "The Violet Wei Fairy carried stockings, her slender jade feet took gentle steps..."

With a snap, he closed the book.

"Shopkeeper..."

"I didn’t know, I really didn’t know!"

"If you didn’t know, why are you panicking? Daring to sell anything, huh? Are you tired of living?"

Wang Yunxiao said coldly, "In the previous dynasty, this would have been a crime implicating the nine clans, such boldness!"

"And this book..."

Li Mumu pulled out a book she hadn’t heard of, but the title clearly wasn’t respectable.

"Mystic Lord’s Secret Record of Feasting on Wind and Drinking Dew"