"Alas!" When Er La saw this scene, he also turned his head and couldn't bear to look directly. He cherished this kind of family affection the most.

Rich Man Zhou asked Lin Zhuming to kill the cow zombie, but Lin Zhuming said: "The dawn is just around the corner anyway, so why not make it happen? After all, I have done so much for your family."

Rich Man Zhou had nothing to say, so he kept grinding until dawn, when the rooster crowed three times and the sun shone brightly.

The cow zombie was exposed to the sun and quickly released its yin energy, spewing out a large amount of stench from its mouth and nose.

At the same time, a ray of spiritual brilliance invisible to ordinary people was thrown into the moon mirror on Lin Zhuming's chest.

At this time, the scalper got up and was led away, but he still turned back three times.

Rich Man Zhou pinched his nose and thought he was unlucky. He called a few people to find a cart, took the cow zombie and burned it.

Lin Zhuming, as the mage invited by the Zhou family, did not participate in the follow-up. Instead, he asked Er La to follow them to burn it.

Mr. Zhou saw with his own eyes that it was the cow zombies that caused the trouble. It was not something wrong with his ancestral grave. He had gone away from his heart disease and the cow zombies had also been eliminated. These were two things worth being happy about.

Then he ordered his wife, who was fasting and chanting Buddha, to take out a tray, and saw a bulging money bag on it.

"Master Lin, this matter is thanks to your intervention. You are an expert. I know that you are definitely not interested in those stupid things."

"But the carriages and horses are busy, and I was busy all night last night. If you don't accept the payment, I will feel bad. It's a little careless and disrespectful. We will have more contact with you in the future."

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When did I say that I was no longer interested in Duwu?

When did I say I wasn’t going to charge money?

Lin Zhu said secretly: "It's true that you don't have any evil virtues. No wonder Mr. Feng Shui has kept a secret in your family."

"No, no, since Rich Master Zhou said this, Pindao can only accept it shamelessly."

Lin Zhuming still needs to split the money with Er Da 37, which requires money, and he also needs to buy a set of clothing, which should not have too many traces of modernity. This is where wearing clothes is not as good as wearing clothes.

Rich Man Zhou was a little distressed and reluctant to part with it. Originally he only wanted to give him five taels of silver.

But Lin Zhuming knew the location of his family's ancestral tomb, so he couldn't offend him, so he sealed him with ten taels of silver.

With today's commodity prices, twenty taels of silver is enough for an ordinary person to have food and clothing for a year.

"What about our family's Feng Shui?" Mr. Zhou wanted to ask.

Lin Zhuming waved his hand: "You can find Zhang Jiuyi's apprentice again."

By this time, Er Da had already followed the Zhou family and returned from burning the cow zombies.

Dafa hired another mule cart and planned to send the two of them back, but Rich Master Zhou had already refused to pay for breakfast.

However, Lin Zhuming still said: "Executive member Zhou, I think you should pay more attention to your Yangzhai."

After saying this, the mule cart set off, leaving Mr. Zhou alone to ponder: "What? Is there still something wrong with my Yangzhai?"

After leaving the rich man Zhou's house, Lin Zhuming and Er Da returned to Wanshou Palace.

Er La stretched out his back and said, "I haven't slept all night, I'm exhausted."

Then he rubbed his hands: "The rules of the world, the rules of the world, it's time to divide the money."

Lin Zhuming pointed to the door: "Close the door first."

"Yes, yes, don't you reveal your wealth in vain?" Er La closed the door of Wanshou Palace.

After closing the door, I saw Lin Zhuming offering incense to the True Lord, while murmuring something: "Thank you so much, Master True Lord, for lending me the sword to kill the demon. I am sincerely moved to tears. I will return the treasure now. Please don't blame me!"

Then he wiped the magic sword with his clothes, but it didn't get a trace of dirt on it.

He respectfully put the sword back into the hands of the True Lord.

As soon as the sword returned to its position, Lin Zhuming felt much more at ease.

This reminded Er Da instead: "The few magic weapons I took from my master must be returned to their original places."

Anyway, I took that thing and never used it.

Lin Zhuming then took out the silver and poured it in front of the true king's altar.

But I saw that only the surface layer was covered with broken silver, and the bottom layer was copper plates with two hangings. No wonder I looked at the bulging money bag.

This silver is circulated among the people, not ingots of official silver, nor in the shape of ingots.

Er O's eyes shone brightly, but then he felt a little sad: "If my father and my mother had all this money, they wouldn't have sent me here."

Lin Zhuming comforted him: "It shows that you are a person with a predestined relationship. I have a similar experience to you, so just look away."

After Lin Zhuming said this, Er Da felt a lot closer to him. He always had empathy for people who had the same tragic experience. After getting along with him for another day, he saw that he was not a vicious and evil person.

Lin Zhuming also had a good impression of Otter, and since he didn't have a legal identity yet, he was afraid he would have to stay here for a lot longer.

Therefore, I thought that there should be no rift between the two of them when it comes to money, so I said very sincerely: "Originally, it was said to be divided into 30-70, but now besides you and me, we also need to include Mr. Dao. After all,

He lent me the sword, and it was of great use, so let’s divide it into four, three, and three.”

"Master Dao's incense money is four, and you and I will share three of it equally."

Lin Zhuming worked step by step, worrying not about the scarcity but the inequality, and could not make Er Ot feel uncomfortable. At the same time, the 40% was said to be for Taoist Master, but in fact it was for Taoist Zhao who had not returned yet.

Er Otter was stunned.

Lin Zhuming has already put 40% of it into the merit box.

The rest was divided equally between the two otters.

Er La was even more moved, and at the same time decided that Lin Zhuming was a "fastidious person" and a "gentleman", and he admired him even more.

Originally, he just gave Lin Zhuming a futon to place orders here, but now he pulled Lin Zhuming's sleeves: "Now that my master is not at home, I am the master, and you are a guest. I can't treat you badly. Go, let's go, I

I'll take you to buy some things."

Lin Zhuming had this intention and followed him out.

After the two of them went out side by side, a short man with a sinister look sneaked in.

"I know that this shabby temple of yours is always open. Why is it closed today? It turns out that you got the money by sharing the spoils. It should be an advantage. Your grandfather and I got rich today."

Then he held the merit box and shook it to hear the sound.

"Ding Ling Ding Cang!"

The thief was about to take out something to pry open, but he saw that a rat or a cat dropped a tile from the roof of the Wanshou Palace and smashed it to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Ha! I'm scared!" The thief was already feeling guilty, but now he was extremely nervous, for fear that someone would come.

However, it did not stop there, but became more violent and destructive.

"Hiss!" He pried open a gap and tried to put his hand in, but was pinched hard by the edge.

It hurts like hell.
Chapter completed!