Luojiabaan's carriages and horses stopped at the post station to rest, and bought tea, dry food, and horse feed from the old man at the post station.
Luo Li, who took the initiative to manage the accounts, frowned and wrote carefully in the account book:
"In the third month of the first year of the year, Dingyou, Duanshan Station spent 2, 2, 4, 30, 5,000 yuan."
After recording the expenses, he took out a small booklet from the small bag he carried with him and wrote in small characters:
"Dingyou in March, my brother ate the first piece of ghost bait fruit, and his energy and energy seemed to be a little better. He said that when he has money, he will give me a gold collar."
"Xiao Hei told me that two little kids, Xi Guan'er and Fu Guan'er, were spoiled by opera dramas and agreed to get married when they grow up. Scared!"
"An old cow passing by at noon said that it had worked hard for its master for twenty years, but the master wanted to kill it, skin it and eat its meat. The butcher will come tomorrow. Oh, how pitiful."
"Brother Su has returned to Tuo County for the time being. Brother Li looks mighty, but he still has a childish heart and is playing with ants under an old tree by the roadside."
After Luo Li finished memorizing these, he licked the small brush, carefully put the booklet away, and patted it very preciously.
She actually wronged Li Dingguo. Li Dingguo did spend a long time watching ants under an old tree on the roadside, but he definitely did not accompany the ants with a childlike innocence.
The jackal-headed demon cultivator suddenly opened his frost-toothed sword-like kiss and said viciously:
Although this outfit is impressive, everyone knows its origin as soon as they see it.
More and more people from all over the world are praying for rain in the Dragon King Temple.
He piled a simple three-dimensional sand table with dirt and stones, with cities, mountains, rivers, and passes on it, and then dripped honey to attract ants to form troops.
Almost at the same time, Jackal Four's demonic claws penetrated the woman's chest like cutting tofu, and skillfully and quickly pulled out a still beating heart.
It is really rare for ordinary people to find monks with such a high level and such powerful strength.
This group of arresters were all eighth- and ninth-level martial cultivators, and they were obviously involved in hunting down demon cultivators.
But to pray for rain... the big shots seem to have to be the Dragon King.
"Damn it! Fourth Dad has eaten so many people, but you Emei County police officers are here to hunt him down. But he just ate a woman from the county magistrate, and he is still chasing Fourth Dad!"
Luo Ning was a monk, and he could see it clearly. Although the monster with a jackal's head and body was not tall, it had a strong demonic aura and could actually fly away in the wind.
However, he knew very well that this was not a stage performance mode, and there was no large audience to support his wishes, so he could not fight beyond the level. He was no match for this seventh-level demon cultivator.
Since the beginning of spring this year, the county has been extremely dry, with no decent rain.
Official arrest!
He was not controlling the wind, but leaping forward, taking at least thirty feet in one step. This was a martial art of lightening one's body.
Almost at the same time, a monster with the head of a jackal and the body of a man sprang out from the hill like an arrow, blowing up a fishy evil wind.
Unlike them, just paying taxes and doing corvee makes them worry.
From time to time, homeless people would pass by with their families on the official road. Looking at the Luo family members who looked like wanderers, they actually showed envy.
With a flash of its body, it fell into the crowd of refugees like an eagle pounces on a chicken.
The demon cultivator was wearing a gray robe and his body was stained with blood. He was actually injured and running for his life.
He is a perfect seventh grade monk!
Luo Ning narrowed his eyes. He was sure that even in stage performance mode, he was definitely no match for this person.
"Four Jackals! You have done many evil things and cannibalized countless people. You even dared to eat the concubine of the county magistrate. Do you still want to live?"
Luo Ning suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy and immediately activated the Ling Daozhu to prepare for Zhang Tianshi's performance.
There is also a bloody woman's head hanging on its waist, half of its face has been chewed off. A hair is tied into a knot and tied to the monster's body.
"Four daddy make up for it!"
While Luo Ning was thinking about it, his consciousness suddenly fluctuated, and he immediately sensed a trace of evil spirit coming down the wind.
He chewed up the human heart in three or two gulps, swallowed it, and sucked out the brains in another gulp.
As the chief arrester of this county, Dong Weimin is considered a figure in Emei County.
"Whoosh!" Several sounds broke through the air, and a group of head-hunting figures appeared.
If this person wants to kill himself...it will be easy!
"The chief of Emei County is arresting Dong Weimin!" Li Dingguo stood up suddenly and recognized the person immediately.
The man was dressed in a splendid military uniform with arrow sleeves, holding a bow and sword, and a wingless gauze hat on his head. The buckle around his waist had the word "catching" written on it, and there was also a pattern of the head of a Haechi animal on his shoulder.
Not far away, under the willow tree, Luo Ning was drinking herbal tea in the pavilion outside the inn.
The Dragon King... is actually not a spiritual official conferred by the Great Xia court, but a folk deity that has existed since ancient times and has an extremely long history.
Li Dingguo was obviously sitting under the old tree, but he looked as if he was sitting in a Chinese army tent.
In his eyes, the ants under his feet were like soldiers and horses attacking a city and fighting each other.
The atmosphere of panic instantly erupted like a plague.
Immediately afterwards, a long roar erupted from the mountains to the north!
The roar was as high as a cloud, shaking the mountains and making people's blood boil.
This was also the first time Luo Ning saw the demon cultivator.
The jackal opened its big mouth, biting through the woman's neck with a click, making an incomparable "squeak" sound, and sucked up her blood almost instantly.
With a loud bang, the woman's head exploded like a watermelon under the bombardment of heavy arrows, and skull residue and minced meat flew everywhere.
Because even the most skilled monk in the world can only rain hundreds of miles of rain at most, just to protect one county from drought.
"Give it back to you!" Jackal Si took off the woman's head and used his demonic power to blast the heavy arrow that was coming.
Just hearing the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air, Dong Weimin's heavy arrow came with a fierce martial arts killing intent, shooting like lightning.
So, if you encounter a severe drought year, if you don’t count on the Dragon King, who can you count on?
Sooner or later, as soon as the demon cultivator appeared, he shot at a group of homeless people on the official road.
At the same time, he flashed his body and stood in front of Luo Li.
It landed atop a big tree and flew against the wind again, with a solid cloud under its feet supporting it.
"Jie Jie!" The heavily injured jackal laughed crazily when he saw this, and said while trying his best to escape the wind:
"This woman was having fun and eating delicious food. I wanted to take her skull back and make it into a chamber pot. But now it's a pity, Jie Jie!"
But are there dragons in this world? The common people naturally believe it, but the big shots don't agree.
This demon cultivator can fly dozens of feet every time he controls the wind. In Luo Ning's eyes, it looks like a glider.
Luo Tianxia looked at the gray official road, thoughtfully.
The refugees were as frightened as an explosion, but before they could escape, a woman was caught.
How many great monks are there in the world? But Yizhou alone has more than a hundred counties!
If this evil cultivator wants to kill him, it will probably be effortless.
This is the monk's wind control technique. The Taoist monks who are best at wind control are the Taoist monks. But even the Taoist monks need to reach the eighth level to start wind control.
Don't say that people look down on opera performers, but if they have a good skill, they can still make a living and have fun at ease.
Xi Guan'er and Fu Guan'er pressed their shoulders on the left and right as usual, and the little black pan stood at their feet and stuck out their tongues.
Every time he frowned and thought for a while, he would drop a little honey at a certain location, as if commanding an army.
Dong Weimin shouted loudly, raised his bow and arrow, and attached a large arrow like a small spear.
"Ho--" Another long whistle sounded, and the owner of the whistle finally appeared on the hillside.
In Yizhou at the end of March, the weather is getting sultry and the sunshine is not so gentle.
"Dong Weimin! Why do you have to be the dog's leg for that county magistrate!"
The wind control speed is very fast, but the consumption of spiritual power and consciousness is also very huge.
The herbal tea is cold.
"It's a monster!" The refugees on the official road and the postmen in the inn all exclaimed in shock.
All the ants around the old tree were attracted, and the area was completely dark, but under the influence of honey, they formed different formations, giving off a vaguely forbidding atmosphere.
This is...a late seventh-grade demon cultivator!
The ferocious jackal's head opened its teeth stained with human blood and stained with human flesh residue, revealing a look of satisfaction and intoxication after a delicious meal.
But in the blink of an eye, Dong Weimin led a group of headhunters to surround it.
"Uh..." Jackal Four burped, "Come on! Father Four is not afraid!"
"Daughter!" A refugee looked at his daughter who was buried in the monster's mouth. He beat his chest and felt grief-stricken.
Second update at 8pm, Crab, this data is really speechless