It is undisputed that Su Fei gets a thousand pieces of gold.
The local magistrate also acted in a safe manner, and other monks invited from Yuyang County gave him comfort and some silver coins to prevent him from traveling in vain.
The women welcomed back their men and eagerly pulled them home. They hadn't seen him for several days and really missed him.
As the saying goes, the dumplings are put on the bus and the noodles are taken off. These men have just returned from a trip, and there must be plenty for them to eat.
But the men seemed to be a little resistant, and their pace home was a bit slow.
Have you had enough bone soup and don’t like noodle soup?
Naturally, the magistrate will not let the men go home immediately. First, they need to record a confession and learn the details of the case. Finally, they need to restore their strength, eliminate evil spirits from their bodies, and repair the contaminated places.
Su Fei left several kinds of elixirs and asked the county government to boil hot water, prepare large buckets, and give the men medicinal baths to eliminate evil spirits and nourish their vitality.
For this reason, the Yuyang County Yamen paid him an additional hundred taels of gold, but all the money came from these missing families.
After all, the yamen can't give that much, and the superiors are very strict.
Although Niu Sandao completed the task assigned by the adults, he was not in a good mood.
Similarly, Wu Changqing of Qingyun Temple was also very preoccupied, frowning even more tightly, gargling his mouth when he had something to do, and vomiting twice from time to time. He must develop the habit of spitting everywhere.
The three of them were fellow villagers in Yuyang County, so they went to Taoyuan County together, Niu Sandao driving.
"I thought fellow Taoists could only crush evil spirits with their bare hands," Wu Changqing looked at Su Fei on the swaying carriage and said, "I didn't expect that your sword skills can also make evil spirits explode."
It seems that the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple is a little envious.
"It's just a small trick," Su Fei said with a smile: "Pindao restrained his sword energy at that time. If he gets mad, the entire tomb will be taken care of."
This sentence made Wu Changqing speechless.
What kind of person is this? Doesn’t he know how to be subtle at all?
It’s not subtle, it’s nothing to brag about, blowing up someone’s lair with one sword, not to mention how strong the Yin energy is inside, just saying that they have also set up a defense array against evil, if you want to kill it with one sword, your cultivation level must be at the Breaking Dust Realm, right?
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His master's master's master was at that level, and they didn't dare to say which cave he destroyed with one sword.
Wu Changqing had never seen Su Fei kill the eight-armed demon monk with one sword, so he naturally didn't believe it, but it was hard to show off. After all, people were also kind to him.
You can regard the Taoist priests of Lingxian Temple as lifelong enemies, but you cannot really regard them as enemies. They in Qingyun Temple are very particular about their family style and do not lag behind others in etiquette.
Apart from the fact that the price of going down the mountain to remove evil spirits is more expensive, which has been criticized by many people, there are no other disadvantages.
"Fellow Daoist's swordsmanship is transcendent, and the sword moves made by the Spiritual Immortal are truly incomparable," Wu Changqing could only flatter him, and then turned the topic elsewhere: "Fellow Daoist Su saved my life this time, and I would like to express my gratitude here."
Wu Changqing's attitude was sincere enough. Although he believed that sooner or later he would surpass the Taoist priests of Lingxian Temple, he still had to thank others for saving him.
"Oh, it's nothing, it's just a casual sword strike." Su Fei saw the other party's sincerity and said a few more words: "Since fellow Taoist wants to express his gratitude, I don't have anything to say, just mean it."
Su Fei was never willing to do things in vain and helped Taoyuan County Yamen do many things. On the surface, he suffered a loss, but in fact he gained a lot.
Now since the other party wants to express gratitude, then according to past experience, the next step is to give a gift.
"This, this..." Wu Changqing hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a few talismans from his arms: "How about you, fellow Taoist, take a look at my Qingyun Temple talisman for reference."
"These talismans have been carefully improved by my master, and the effect is much better than other talismans on the market." Wu Changqing was generous.
When I first met Wu Changqing in person, he was raising the price with the people. At that time, he said that a charm cost eighteen taels of silver, which was considered expensive.
Without hesitation, Su Fei took a few talismans and looked at them carefully.
However, he was proficient in all the talismans and could see all kinds of problems on the talismans at a glance.
"This exorcism talisman is a little less crazy. The amount of red sand is not enough, and the writing force is too light. It's a bit bad."
"The smoke talisman is indeed somewhat creative, but it is missing two strokes, resulting in a lack of stable spiritual energy in the smoke, and the smoke is easy to disperse. However, it takes three to five breaths, and the time is short."
"The flame talisman is a bit..."
The Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple smiled awkwardly and took away the talisman. He didn't know what to say. Finally, he raised the curtain and glanced at the man driving the car: "Niu Bao Tou, I'll drive the car!"
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Return to Lingxian Temple.
Su Fei was bathing and changing clothes when he suddenly found a resentful soul bead in his arms. He remembered that he had put it in his arms casually to hand it over to the local government office, but when he arrived at the government office, he was only looking for someone to collect the bounty and forgot about it.
It's not that he intentionally covets a single word of this Thousand-Character Sutra of Resentful Souls. Usually, the things he likes are put directly into the storage bag, and the ones he doesn't want will be put in his arms. Besides, it's useless for him to come here.
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I really just forgot.
Of course, it was impossible for him to make a special trip to Yuyang County just for a bead. At most, he could entrust the county government to send it there with an apology.
Looking at the endless ferocious faces of resentful souls in the beads, it was hard for Su Fei to imagine what kind of thousand-character essay it was that required so many lives to write.
Returning to the main hall, Bangzi brought a plate of boiled corn to greet the acting temple master.
Su Fei asked him to supervise the work, and then continued to observe the beads.
Suddenly an idea came to me.
This kind of resentful soul bead that condenses characters is obviously a very precious item among the demon clan. Elder Kumu also died in his own hands just to condense a new character bead.
Then he can completely fish with this bead.
Maybe a big fish will fall out.
How to fish, he definitely can't do it himself.
For such a big thing, we still need to cooperate with the local government. With the official participation, many regulations can be eliminated, and we can do it more freely.
Su Fei believed that as long as he used this word bead as a bait, he would be able to attract many evil spirits from the demon race, and maybe a few demon monks and elders would jump out, which would probably trigger a major crisis plot, and the harvest would definitely be huge.
Judging from his experience, although the triggering plot is somewhat difficult to control now, events with a large-scale harmful nature will be triggered as long as he has the slightest connection with the event.
One thought, one plan for life.
The Taoist priest of Lingxian Temple suddenly felt very happy. He picked up the corn beside him and started to eat it. It was sweet and delicious.
Nowadays, we rely on crisis plots to cultivate longevity and just rely on some small events, which is really not enough.
He has changed many different postures to trigger the plot, and they are always trivial things. It feels like a waste of time if you do it, and it is even more of a waste of time if you don't do it.
After gnawing on a cob of corn, the Taoist opened his dashboard to check the progress of his current life crisis.
Compared with the level of cultivation, he cares more about how far away he is from immortality.