"Senior Brother Huiqing, a large group of officers and soldiers outside the Heavenly Master's Mansion are coming~~" A little Taoist priest hurriedly ran over and almost bumped into Mo Wuwen, who was chatting with Gongsun and his buddy.

"Daoist Huiqing is bathing and changing." After Mo Wuwen bypassed the panicked Taoist priest, he walked to the gate of the Heavenly Master's Mansion to see what was going on.

Ten years ago, when the Heavenly Master's Mansion was first built, it was awe-inspiring, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims who burned incense and worshipped, and no one knew about the Tianshifu in its heyday. However, since the Heavenly Master traveled all over the world a few years ago, the Taoist Master also had no intention of taking care of the affairs of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and the Heavenly Master's Mansion gradually declined and gradually had few pilgrims.

However, the officers and soldiers of Shunzi County are still afraid of half a point and do not dare to enter the Heavenly Master's Mansion easily, after all, the legend says that the Heavenly Master was once a popular person around the emperor, and they did not dare to offend the people of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, so they just stayed outside the mansion and waited for the Taoist priest in charge to come out to ask about the matter.

"Lord Dutou, what is the noble matter of coming to the Heavenly Master's Mansion in person?" When Taoist Huiqing heard that there were officers and soldiers arriving, he also hurriedly trotted over while holding the crown.

"Dao Chief. What about the people in this carriage? They committed murder in the "Mankou Steamed Bun Shop" at the foot of Longming Mountain, and we were ordered to arrest them. Du Du didn't get off the horse, arrogantly pointed to the carriage parked in the stable outside the Heavenly Master's Mansion with a horsewhip, and asked Daoist Huiqing condescendingly.

"Impossible, how could a mage kill someone." Daoist Huiqing shook his head and said.

"How could it not be? Who is the mage, the shopkeeper of the bun shop is the one who saw them kill with his own eyes. Shopkeeper, talk to the Taoist priest. Du Shou waved his hand and called out the shopkeeper.

"The murderer of Gongsun's gang was the one who came to the "Mankou Steamed Bun Shop" in this carriage and killed him in the open space outside the steamed bun shop." The shopkeeper pointed to the carriage and said to the head of the capital.

"Daoist, I give face to the Heavenly Master. If you hand over the murderer, we won't care about you! Du Tou grabbed the reins of his horse and waved his hand to let the officers and soldiers move towards the gate of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

"Wait!" Mo Wuwen strode through the open wooden door of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

"It's him, he's the murderer of Gongsun's guys." The shopkeeper of the bun shop looked at Mo Wuwen with a little fear, and pointed his finger straight at Mo Wuwen and shouted loudly.

"Shopkeeper, you still dare to come, hehe." The shopkeeper, Li Xiaomai just glanced at the bun shop and had no impression, but when he heard the head shouting that the person in front of him was the shopkeeper, he vaguely remembered that this person was the shopkeeper of the bun shop possessed by the demon.

"Lord Dutou, they are all demons who know how to demons, kill them while they have no mana during the day, otherwise they will have endless trouble when their mana recovers after dark." The shopkeeper continued to bewitch the heads of the people, and they did not hear about them.

"Shopkeeper, you're disappointed. Look who he is! Mo Wuwen waved his hand, and Gongsun also took steps from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, glaring at the shopkeeper of the bun shop with angry eyes.

To the shopkeeper's surprise, Gongsun didn't die, and he would appear in the Heavenly Master's Mansion. The shopkeeper took a small step back, suddenly turned around and tore off his horse and snatched the whip, jumped on the horse and raised the whip and fled desperately in the direction of Dongming Mountain.

"Damn, chase me!" Falling to the ground, the angry head screamed and scolded, and immediately stood up, snatched the red cherry blossom spear from the hands of the officers and soldiers around him, and threw it at the shopkeeper, but the horse ran faster, and the sound of the spear fell to the ground, while the shopkeeper continued to gallop in the snow on his horse.

Dutou turned over and got on the horse and led the officers and soldiers to chase after the shopkeeper, and Gongsun also ran over to untie the carriage tied to the horse fence of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, jumped on the horse and shouted to Mo Wuwen, "Master, get on the car!" ”

Mo Wuwen didn't want to jump into the carriage, of course, Li Xiaomai and Li Xiaohe also immediately jumped into the carriage.

The snow fell one after another at this time, and the road to Dongming Mountain was already covered with thick snow. The shopkeeper of the bun shop on a horse rode his horse and galloped wildly, but there was too much snow. The speed was much slower than usual, so that even the skilled horsemen could ride the horses and catch up gradually. When the horses were more than 20 meters apart, they all put their fingers to their lips and blew "Xiu Xiu Xiu..."

"Boom~~" The horse roared, the shopkeeper of the bun shop rode the horse that originally belonged to the head of the capital, and actually stopped, no matter how the shopkeeper pulled the reins, he no longer moved forward, and the shopkeeper of the bun shop had no choice but to jump off the horse and run to Dongming Mountain.

The sound of swishing arrows sounded, and the shopkeeper of the bun shop fell to the ground in response, and gray blood flowed from his legs, staining the pure white world.

"Youkai! Look where you're going. The head of the horse, who had caught up on horseback, drew the bow and arrows in his hand and aimed them at the back of the treasurer.

"Lord Dutou, be merciful to your subordinates, he is not a monster in the shopkeeper of the bun shop." Mo Wuwen, who hurriedly jumped down from the carriage, wanted to step forward to stop the head of the shopkeeper, but he was blocked by the swords and guns of the officers and soldiers, and he could only shout from afar.

But it was too late, and the arrow from the head shot impartially passed through the back of the chest. Ah, the scream, the shopkeeper fell to his knees and shook a few times before falling to the ground, gray blood flowing in the snow.

"Damn, dare to do it to me, look for death!" Du Tou walked over and kicked the corpse of the shopkeeper fiercely, and then swished the red tassel spear into the back of the corpse.

"Dutou, be careful~~~~!" Mo Wuwen hurriedly broke free from the blocking of the officers and soldiers and rushed forward, just when Mo Wuwen ran to the corpse of the shopkeeper. A wisp of gray smoke floated out of the shopkeeper's body, and in an instant, it turned into a cloak and emanated, his face was dark and gray like a stinky ditch, and his faceless face was constantly bubbling and boiling, and he stretched out his long claws to grab the head of the capital.

The daytime sunlight is a fatal injury to the demon, but now the demon himself is cornered, and the extremely vicious demon can't control so many random killings, seeing one person kill another.

The sound of the bang, the end of the sound picked up the stone and smashed it at the feet of the flying demon in mid-air, the demon shook his body and fell slightly, but before he landed, he grabbed the shoulder of the head with a claw, and the head dodged sideways but the sound of the sleeve brush was scratched by the demon, and the head and feet slipped and fell to the ground.

"Uh-huh, go die!" A hideous voice came from the demon's belly. The demon jumped up and fell down with his knees on his head, menacing, if his head was hit by his knees, he was afraid that he would die.

The demon refining pot in Mo Wuwen's hand just arrived, and the falling demon was sucked in with a thud, and the demon didn't even have time to scream, and was instantly turned into a wisp of smoke and inhaled into the demon refining pot.

"Mage, thank you for saving your life." The trembling heads got up and hurriedly hugged their fists to thank Mo Wuwen.

"Lord Dutou, the shopkeeper of the bun shop is possessed by a demon, and it is the demon who wants to kill you and not the shopkeeper itself. Mo Wuwen thought that if he didn't explain it clearly, the shopkeeper would be charged with murdering the official, and the shopkeeper's family would also be affected.

"Master, I believe everything you say." Dutou's face instantly returned to normal, and he got on his horse and said to the officers and soldiers, "You buried the shopkeeper, and we will go back to Shunzi City." ”

Gongsun also helped the officers and soldiers dig pits and bury people in the past, and after a while, a new mound was added at the foot of Dongming Mountain. The deceased was safe, Mo Wuwen and everyone mourned for a moment in front of the shopkeeper's grave, and took a heavenly master talisman from the Taoist priest who followed him and pressed it on the mound with stones, so that the demon could not possess the corpse and become a living dead to endanger the world. When everything was ready, he sat in the carriage and let Gongsun and his men drive back to the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

As soon as the carriage appeared in front of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Wang Jin shouted to the Taoist priests, "Quick, go and inform the Taoist priest Huiqing, the master is back!" ”

"Senior Brother Huiqing is doing the Fire God Mantra, and it will be completed in a moment."

"Mage, mage, demon?" When the innkeeper saw Mo Wuwen get out of the carriage, he hurriedly came up and asked.

"Master makes a move, where else can the demon escape?" Li Xiaomai said with a little pride.

"Mage, while it's still early, go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to rest for a while." After the Taoist priest Huiqing finished doing the Fa, he immediately came out to greet him when he heard Mo Wuwen come back.

Snowflakes flutter on the night of Dongming Mountain, except for the occasional sound of the wind blowing through the snow on the branches, there is no movement in the cold Dongming Mountain. The demon, as if it was still frozen by the cold, did not hit the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

It was getting dark, and the snow was stopping. The demon didn't come, but the Taoist priests of the Heavenly Master's Mansion didn't dare to take it lightly, the walls, eaves, doors and windows of the Heavenly Master's Mansion were all hung with red lanterns, and the orange-red flames burned the Heavenly Master's Mansion into bright lights. The blazing bonfire in front of the main hall, under the reflection of the gossip mirror, brings warmth on a cold winter night.

The yin wind blew in gusts, and a little gray spot like sesame seeds suddenly scattered in the endless snow outside the Heavenly Master's Mansion, gathering more and more densely, and flying quickly in the direction of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

"Demon, it's a demon!" The last Wuwen thought flashed, and quickly whistled to cut through the silent sky, and the Taoist priests who were recuperating were the soldiers who used the peachwood sword to meet the demon in the city, and the end of the demon refining pot standing in the wind was awe-inspiring.

The first to rush to the Heavenly Master's Mansion were groups of mandrills with knives, and snowflakes shook off the mandrill's gray body. Mo Wuwen waved the demon refining pot at the mandrill that rushed to the front, but the mandrill was already ready to kick up the snow with his foot. The snow flying all over the sky blocked Mo Wuwen's sight, and the snow smashed over like hail, and the white light flashed in the wind and snow, and the tip of the mandrill's knife almost stabbed Mo Wuwen.

In a hurry, he waved the demon refining pot without hearing it, and the mandrill and flying snow were sucked into the demon refining pot. Mo Wuwen reflexively slashed the demon refining pot from the bottom to the top as if playing badminton, and the snow shot out of the demon refining pot like a bullet, hitting the rows of mandrills in front of him. But the mandrills only shook a little, and then the gray pressure came over like a tide.

Whoosh, the Taoist priests shook their hands and ignited the yellow Heavenly Master Talisman in their hands, and clusters of orange-red flames flew towards the mandrill. The mandrills screamed when they were burned, and Mo Wuwen took the opportunity to use the demon refining pot to inhale a few more demons.

There are so many mandrills, and the demon refining pot to absorb one or two mandrills is just a drop in the bucket, and other mandrills can still cross the end of the ignorance and attack the Taoist priests. "Quick, quickly retreat to the ruins of the main hall." Mo Wuwen shouted at the Taoist priests while wielding the demon refining pot, at least it was covered with fire spells that could help them deal with the mandrills.