"You're still so stubborn!" Lin Zhuming shouted, "Then let's behead you!"

Now he took the demon-slaying sword and swung it down about three feet above the weasel's head.

The weasel screamed: "What an injustice!"

As a result, the rat's head immediately fell to the ground, and blood was scattered on the chicken coop. At the same time, Lin Zhuming felt a gust of cold wind blowing by.

But then he felt that Marshal Black Tiger had captured his soul.

After killing the weasel spirit, a ray of light also penetrated into the bronze mirror on Lin Zhuming's chest.

Only this time, Lin Zhuming already felt it, because his chest began to feel hot.

Rich Man Zhou and Zhou Sheng were listening to the trial, and when they saw Lin Zhuming chop off the weasel's head with his sword, they felt very angry.

Then he stepped forward and asked, "How should we deal with this beast?"

"Try to see if you can pluck off the hair on its body and make a wolf hair pen. You can burn the rest, or you can use it to make meat and eat it." Lin Zhuming said: "It's okay now."

When Rich Man Zhou heard that he could eat it, his eyes lit up: "Doesn't it smell bad? Is there anything good about this kind of weasel that has become a spirit?"

Lin Zhuming looked at Zhou Sheng and smiled and said: "I heard that some Taoists catch monsters and use them to practice elixirs, which can increase their Taoism. But poor Taoists don't eat meat, so I don't know whether it's true or not."

"But the weasel worships the moon and practices cultivation. Its flesh and blood can indeed nourish the spirit. Zhou Yuanwai can eat it with confidence. If he wants to seduce your soul, you will eat his flesh and blood. It can also be considered as karma and retribution."

Lin Zhuming put away the demon-binding rope that bound the rat wolf. The demon-slaying ban on it had been almost consumed, but he successfully locked the demon and the related "power" on it became slightly stronger.

Thinking about it, if I tie up a few more monsters, I can completely fix the monster-slaying ban on this bull rope.

But Lin Zhuming also liked this sword very much.

It’s just that it’s hard to ask Rich Master Zhou for help.

But Rich Master Zhou said directly: "As the saying goes, a hero matches a beauty, and a sword matches a hero. This sword is of no use in our house. Why don't you take it, Master? After that, you can slay demons and eliminate demons. It can be regarded as a point accumulated by my Zhou family ancestors."

Yin De."

When Lin Zhuming saw this, he couldn't shirk it anymore: "Except member Zhou, Pindao will draw you a few more evil talismans. This black tiger marshal altar will be removed from your home after the Qingming Festival. But on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, don't do it."

Forgot to put another stick of incense on it."

"It would be best if you can find a tiger ornament and place it in a shrine to worship it. It can help to control the house and eliminate demons."

Lin Zhuming drew three evil charms on the spot.

Rich man Zhou quickly packed it in a brocade bag.

This time he took the initiative to ask Lin Zhuming to stay for dinner, which really frightened Mr. Zhou: "Those monsters won't come to your door again, will they?"

"It's possible. If you, Yuanwai Zhou, don't have good moral character and ruin the fortune of your family, the gods you worship will leave one day. When they see that your family is in trouble, they will naturally come to your door and add insult to injury."

Lin Zhuming said again: "You know Hu Guangzong, Zhou Yuanwai!"

"I know, I know, his ancestor was also a civil servant, but in his generation, he has completely ruined the inheritance of his ancestors..."

"He is dead." Lin Zhuming said: "He was also caused by these things."

Rich Man Zhou was shocked, and finally learned from the painful experience and decided to accumulate negative virtue and do more good deeds.

Lin Zhuming added: "As for the vixen, it should not be able to enter your house now. The fox is suspicious by nature, and I am afraid that only the son can see it. It is best if you communicate more with the son and persuade the vixen to do good.

If the entanglement still persists, then Pindao will have no choice but to capture him completely."

Zhou Sheng didn't hide these words, he was right next to him with a resentful look on his face.

After Lin Zhuming settled the matter, he did not stay to eat, and left the Zhou family with a sword on his back and an ox rope wrapped around him.

This time, many villagers took the initiative to talk to Lin Zhuming along the way: "Where is this Master, Master Zhao? The previous Dharma conferences were all organized by Master Zhao!"

"Senior Brother Zhao is traveling far away. I am his junior brother, Taoist Lin." Lin Zhuming explained. He did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he stood at the edge of the field and asked, "How is the rain now? After the spring breeze, we will almost have to plant seedlings and sow seeds."

Come on!"

"Alas, the rain is gone, and it's unexplainably hot."

"Then you need to be prepared. Do you have food at home?"

"We only have enough food for half a year." The farmer sighed: "If God doesn't provide food..."

"Then you have to make plans early!"

"What plans should I have made in advance? I'm so poor..."

Lin Zhuming said: "Build ditches and store water for irrigation in advance! If there is a severe drought, at least some crops can be saved."

"You say you have to rely on the sky to make a living, don't you need people?" Lin Zhuming said.

The farmer smiled and said, "Now is the busy farming season. I am taking care of my own land. Who will build this ditch?" There was helplessness in his eyes.

"Then let me take the lead!" Lin Zhuming said, "It's just a ditch."

Lin Zhuming said, "The water from Jiangning River is connected to the Yangtze River. Can't this water be used?"

"It's not that it can't be used..." the farmer said: "The big river has water and the small river is full, the big river has no water and the small river is dry..."

"The water level in the Yangtze River this year is lower than in previous years. Those grain ships have to be transported to Peking... The water level is too shallow..."

After saying this, Lin Zhuming understood. First, ensure the water in the canal and ensure smooth water transportation. The food supply in the north cannot be cut off. Even if there is a severe drought, the people along both sides of the river are not allowed to open canals and release water.

There are many such things in history.

The people couldn't dig canals, so they took a pole and two buckets and secretly went to the river at night to steal water and pour it into their fields.

There are countless people who died from exhaustion and fell into the river by mistake.

A farmer who has been farming for half his life naturally knows more than a layman like Lin Zhuming.

"Our Jinling is pretty good. I think back then when Emperor Hongwu made the capital..."

After all these years, there are still people who are wise.

Lin Zhuming sighed, but then he thought: Doesn't his name contain the word "ming"?

Shake his head.

Lin Zhuming said goodbye to the farmers, who continued to work hard.

Lin Zhuming sighed in his heart, wondering if the drought was causing the suffering of the people in the world.

Returning to the Longevity Palace, Lin Zhuming offered incense to the True Lord, and said something inexplicably: "True Lord, I came to this place and this dynasty inexplicably, do you have anything to tell me? If

If so, don’t ask me to do the work of saving people in the world. It’s too dangerous and tiring. If it’s just about slaying demons and saving people, I will continue to do it.”

After saying this, Lin Zhuming breathed a sigh of relief.

He took the Holy Grail again and made a hexagram.

"No blame."

A gentleman works hard all day long, is vigilant at night, is severe, and has no fault.

Lin Zhuming looked at this hexagram and realized that the real king would never lie to him.

But Wujiu has another meaning.
Chapter completed!