The lights of thousands of houses are lit for the first time, pedestrians go home, and the watchman's gong is sounded in the street.
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with the fire..."
One day will lead to dreamland.
Taoyuan County, Wuliang Temple.
Inside the closed temple gate, a killing was taking place.
A monk in black cassock, with a haggard appearance, holds a rosary in his left hand and a talisman in his right hand.
He punched out the talisman in his hand, the black energy was chaotic, and the talisman was attached to the forehead of another monk holding his Zen staff high.
The talisman instantly enlarged, covering the face of the monk holding the Zen staff, and turned into countless insects, worming their way into the monk's ears, mouth and nose. After a moment, the Zen staff fell to the ground, and the monk's face became ferocious and fearful, and he fell stiffly on his back.
land.
The murderer stood in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall, thoughtful.
Soon a strange man with a sharp mouth came in from outside and knelt down to the black monk: "Elder Kumu, all the monks in Wuliang Temple have been dealt with, but there is a cultivator who came to visit the temple abbot and escaped. We have sent people to hunt him down.
In the middle stage of Qi training, there won’t be much of a problem.”
"I can rest assured that you will do your best. If you are unable to deal with the escaped person, remember to report it in time and make sure there are no mistakes."
"You have done a good job. Although there have been some ups and downs in the past few years, and some of the hard work has been wiped out by arrogant practitioners, the overall harvest is good. When the mission here is over in the future, I will ask for credit from you, the Blood Mosquito Clan."
The black monk said.
"Thank you, Elder Kumu," Guigui was encouraged. He didn't know what his ultimate goal was in Taoyuan County, but he just had to obey and do things as long as he could get benefits, so he asked, "Next, do you have any instructions from the elder?"
The gaunt elder dressed as a monk said: "Stop in Wuliang Temple first, pretend to be a monk and wait for my orders. The most dangerous place is safety. No one will think that we will work in a temple in Taoyuan County."
After explaining the matter, the figure of the deadwood monk turned into black smoke and soon appeared in a forest outside the city.
Two children came out from nearby, one was a girl with a wreath on her head, and the other was a boy with a blade of grass in her head.
The girl raised her head and looked at the old man: "Master, the stronghold of Langxin Village was taken out, do you want revenge?"
"It's just a small stronghold," the withered old man said coldly with no expression on his face: "It's not my turn to take action on such a trivial matter."
"But I heard that Mrs. Bones was also burned to ashes." The boy made a fierce expression and looked up at the old monk.
"Hmph, you two have too little cultivation. You have been hanging out in mortal towns for a long time, and you have learned some of the arrogance of people in the world." The old man said seriously: "Don't scare the snake. Once the big thing is over, this elder will definitely settle the accounts later.
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The two boys nodded in understanding.
"Next, we have a big move." The withered monk said mysteriously.
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Outside Taoyuan County, Lingxian Temple.
After a hard day's work, Su Fei stretched back to the backyard to prepare for dinner.
After the incident at Langxin Village, Lingxian Temple became famous. In addition to the rescued people who came to spend a lot of money to offer incense, other pilgrims began to tentatively come to the Taoist temple to burn incense. Suddenly, the dilapidated Taoist temple began to gain popularity.
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People began to discover that the little Taoist priest in Lingxian Temple was not only good-looking, but also very amiable.
He will kindly help people solve various problems. He has a wide range of knowledge, patience and expertise.
So female pilgrims came frequently, just for the gentle greeting after inserting the long sandalwood into the incense burner: "Is that enough?"
The reason why Su Fei said this was because he had figured out the routine of those female pilgrims. They always burned incense one by one.
When you enter the temple, you talk to yourself for a few words, and then you ask for one. After you finish burning it, you say it is not enough, and you ask for another one.
One stick of three incense sticks, burned in three times, is a bit of a waste of fire.
Su Fei is naturally happy that there are more pilgrims, because many pilgrims have their own worries and troubles. Helping them solve small crises can also gain something. Even if they don't get practical exercises, at least they have some cultivation.
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As little becomes more, your cultivation level will continue to improve, your life span will also be extended accordingly, and you will eventually be able to live forever.
After dinner, go to bed, get up the next day, and greet the handsome pilgrims.
The days repeated, but Su Fei was not bored, because there were more pilgrims, more money, and his cultivation was steadily increasing.
It was a peaceful day.
Taoyuan County was also much calmer, and cases of evil spirits disappeared almost overnight.
Niu Sandao is busy with the trivial matters of the common people all day long, and he doesn't need an expert Taoist priest to be able to cope with it.
There is always an unusual calm before the storm.
After autumn.
Su Fei must temporarily close the door of Lingxian Temple.
Because the dilapidated Taoist temple was no longer able to support itself and needed to be repaired, there just happened to be a lot of money, so the dilapidated building could be rebuilt first.
The main hall can last for a few years, and it is also the main area for collecting money, so you can build the backyard first.
He closed the door and went down the mountain to invite the craftsman.
In order to save some expenses, Su Fei decided to hire people from poor villages, where the price could be reduced by at least half.
The craftsmen in Taoyuan County are too shrewd. According to a colleague from a newly opened sect, the craftsmen in the county deliberately extended the construction period in order to make more money.
After being out for two days, I found it more and more troublesome to have no transportation. Next time I meet Niu Sandao, I must ask the other party’s county government if there are any donkeys and horses that need to be eliminated, so that I can buy them at a low price.
During the critical period of using money, save when you can, and it will not be too late to squander it when you are rich in the future.
Taoyuan County has a large jurisdiction. Su Fei brought a local map with him when he went out. According to the directions on the map, if he walked more than ten miles to the southwest, he would be able to enter the poorest village in Taoyuan County, Jinyin Village.
He was crossing ditches and streams, and also crossing the rice waves in the fields. Everything he passed just now disappeared like smoke in the blink of an eye.
People fought over the harvest. Some people rolled up their sleeves on the road but were pushed to the ground and rubbed...
Everything made him feel lost and disappointed, and he almost lost his way forward. It wasn't until he saw a group of villagers beating gongs and drums around a field of corn that he stopped thinking about human nature in his heart.
They held hoes and shovels and waved curved sickles...
Something was running fast in the field.
"There's something evil about it!"
Su Fei frowned slightly.
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A not too big black bear was breaking off the corn in the corn field, breaking off a stick and dropping a stick, breaking off a stick and dropping a stick...
"This is paradise, the demon king's big kitchen, the big bed filled with sweet air..."
The bear demon was in a happy mood and sang a song. Although it had not transformed, its legs were flexible and its claws were flexible. However, its IQ was slightly lacking. It happily destroyed precious grains in the fields.
It is a vegetarian monster and likes the sweet taste of corn the most. When it hears the villagers beating gongs and drums, it knows that it has been discovered again and must leave.
After rushing out of the corn field, I saw a group of villagers timidly threatening it.
Suddenly I felt something strange on the top of my head. I raised my bear's head and raised my plump bear paw holding a stick of corn to block the slightly dazzling light.