The red-furred fox fell into the grass with a splash, followed by a rustling sound, and escaped dragging its body.
Shi was a little surprised and didn't understand, so he hesitated and asked: "Sir, this is..."
Qianye picked up the beads on the ground, wiped the mud on them, and threw them into his wide sleeves. He gritted his teeth and said sadly: "I've been short on money lately."
"..." There was silence for a while. He took care of Qianye's accounts and had to admit that she was right.
As a heavenly master, there are also so-called professional standards. To kill ghosts, you must offer ingot candles, and to kill demons, you must offer three animal sacrifices.
He always encounters monsters and ghosts in the wild, and no one pays commission. Although his cultivation level has increased rapidly, he has always been unable to make ends meet in terms of silver.
Qianye washed the dagger in a small puddle on the side, put it away and threw it into his sleeve, then took the paper umbrella from Shi, rolled his eyes, and ordered: "Shi, go to the ruined temple before and take a look.
Whether the person is still there or not, just say...just say that the sexy ghost is haunting him and wants him to give some money to break the bank and avoid disaster."
"...Yes." Shen reluctantly agreed. Apparently he was used to Qianye's blackmail methods and turned into a spirit body and drifted away.
The rain seemed to be about to stop, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of green grass, covering up the smell of blood. The fresh and clear air made people feel happy and refreshed.
Qianye turned around, looked at Wu Zhou who was about to reach the door of the thatched cottage, and asked directly: "Are you really not a pornographic ghost?"
"No." His tone was calm and his figure was calm. He was obviously a semi-disabled person, but his attitude was still arrogant and arrogant.
Even though Qianye didn't want to kill him, she felt extremely unhappy. She curled her lips and asked, "Then you are a demon, right?"
"So what?"
Qianye raised his head slightly, "I am the Heavenly Master."
"so what?"
Qianye felt unhappy again. As a heavenly master, she was used to seeing demons and ghosts shy away from her. Facing her seal barrier, she cried in fear and begged.
But there happened to be such a demon who didn't buy it. Even though she was staggering and almost losing strength, he still didn't take her seriously.
Suddenly, I remembered something for no reason. Memorizing the general history of the demon world is a compulsory course for every heavenly master. There is a name that is engraved in the mind of almost every heavenly master.
"Your name is Wu Zhou?"
Wu Zhou paused in his footsteps and said, "As you wish."
Qianye rolled his eyes, why did he follow her name? Then he asked: "Who are you Tianzhou?"
"Never heard of it." Wu Zhou replied calmly.
Qianye nodded, thinking that Wu Zhou was just a little mountain demon, so it was not unusual for him not to know the big boss of the demon world.
Even if there is a word in common, I believe the big boss won’t have time to cause trouble for the little demon.
She felt relieved. She made a small seal with her fingertips in the air, aiming at Wu Zhou's ankle. There were countless ways to torment the demon, but she just couldn't stand his pulling look.
"Sir! It's not good!!" He died and came back again, his soul was wandering, and his voice was unprecedentedly hasty.
The knot on Qianye's fingertips disappeared, and he frowned and looked at Shen, "I'm fine with you, sir. What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm a ghost, so naturally I talk nonsense..." Sui subconsciously responded, and suddenly said seriously: "No, sir, it's really bad. Hundreds of ghosts are walking at night within a radius of one mile..."
"On a moonless night, what's new about innocent ghosts wandering around?" Qianye looked at Ming with a melancholy expression on his face, and asked, "Why are you so ignorant?"