After walking a while, Jiarong saw a bridge in front of her, and there was a village on the other side of the bridge, and she thought maybe she could go to that village and see what she could do and stay for the night.

In the stories the old mage told her, all the mages who traveled abroad did this. Although she is not yet an official "mage", she can practice first.

Still a little away from the bridge, Jiarong stopped in surprise.

There's a monster standing at the head of the bridge!

The monster had a big head like a black bear, furry, with slap-sized wrinkled ears on both sides of the head, like black fungus growing on a wooden stake, a pair of big eyes shining with fierce light, a bloody mouth, two curved fangs, and although it had a piece of clothing on its body, the exposed limbs were all black hair.

This monster is forcing people who cross the bridge to pay money!

He stood guard at the head of the bridge, and the man who crossed the bridge had to put a copper coin in the basket in front of him, and he let him pass. If anyone was slow to take money, he opened his mouth and yelled, "Pay the money!" or get down, like a mixture of pig and stag howling.

There are monsters doing evil in broad daylight! Jiarong was so angry that he wanted to rush over when he picked up his wand!

The old mage said that although it is a mage's duty to slay demons and eliminate demons, it is better for someone to ask them to do so.

She looked at the village across the bridge, thinking that this village might be relatively poor, and she couldn't afford to hire a village mage, believing that the people in the village must hate this monster so much, if she went to the village, they would definitely ask her to solve this monster and pay herself.

Maybe the story of his "subjugation of demons and exorcism" can be made into a poem and sung by the troubadour! One day, when the old mage hears his heroic deeds in the ballad, I don't know how happy he will be!

The more Jiarong thought about it, the more excited she became, and the monster on the bridge turned into a glittering treasure chest in her eyes.

She whispered a Wind Charm. A small tornado suddenly blew from where she stood, and her figure vanished, standing in the middle of the bridge when she reappeared.

The monster at the head of the bridge only felt a cold wind blowing around him, and he didn't realize that Jiarong had crossed the bridge from his side.

Jiarong glanced back at the monster at the bridge, it seems that although this monster looks terrifying, its strength is not strong, it is just a low-level monster, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

She happily entered the village and found the village chief.

"Elder Village, Grace of Gree Island is willing to serve you. She held her wand and nodded to the middle-aged man opposite.

Villagers surrounded him.

The village chief looked at Jiarong while picking his teeth with a twig, and did not respect Jiarong because he held a witch rod.

"Are you a doll, with a witch staff, an apprentice mage?" the village chief made his own judgment, "what are you doing in our village?"

"I see a monster at the head of the village bridge......" Jiarong decided to give a hint.

"Hahaha-" The village chief laughed, and she said to the villagers gathered around her, "This baby mage apprentice said to help us catch that monster!"

The villagers around him also laughed insolently.

Jiarong didn't understand why these villagers were laughing so happily, shouldn't they be crying with excitement, telling themselves all kinds of crimes of that monster, and then begging themselves to solve it? When he crossed the bridge, he saw a wooden sign standing at the head of the bridge, which read:

"One copper coin per man,

Five copper coins in one horse,

Five copper coins for a cart"

"You doll, who will help us repair the bridge after you catch that monster?"

As soon as these words fell, the surrounding villagers burst into laughter again.

Jiarong is a little unclear so. What does catching monsters have to do with building bridges?

"We have several floods here every year, and every time the flood comes, the bridge is washed away. Ever since the monster came, he had repaired the bridge every time, and it was done quickly and well. What's wrong with paying a bridge toll, it's much cheaper than repairing a bridge. The village chief explained in his gong-like voice.

"And we don't have to cross the bridge every day, unless we're going to town. ”

"When the water is shallow, we can cross the river from the rocks. ”

"Actually, the traveling merchants who cross the bridge the most come and go......"

The onlookers said one by one, and from their words, Jiarong knew that his plan had failed.

After failing to succeed, Jiarong left the village depressed.

She walked along a path planted with poplar trees and saw another village in front of her.

"Maybe I can go to this village and see what I can do. Jiarong plucked up hope again.

As soon as I walked outside the village, I saw a two-man tall monster in the farmland at the edge of the village, with unkempt hair all over its body and three large horns on its head.

At sunset, the monster was arching the sweet potatoes in the field with a big horn, and after arching out, it stretched out its long tongue and rolled it, and the sweet potatoes disappeared suddenly with the leaves.

Jiarong found that several plots of land had been arched, and the earth was turned in a mess, and there was nothing left in the field.

Not far away, you can see a few villagers lying behind the fence and behind the tree trunk secretly watching, it is estimated that they are very afraid of this monster, so they don't even have the courage to come out and drive it away.

Jiarong walked quickly into the village and found the village chief.

"Elder Village, Grace of Gree Island is willing to serve you. She took the staff in her hand and nodded to the stocky man in sheepskin across from her.

The villagers next to him gathered around.

"McGee from Rock Village is willing to serve you, may the true god bless you!" the village chief returned the salute, not slacking off because Jiarong was a teenager, "Little mage, do you have anything to do with coming to our village?"

"I saw a monster in the farmland outside the village...... "Jiarong's words had just begun when the village chief interrupted her.

"Oh, that's a cultivator. ”

"Cultivator?" Jia Rong didn't understand, she recalled the "Monster Chronicles" that the old mage asked her to memorize, as if there was no such name.

"We don't know what the monster's name is, it's what we named it ourselves. He helped us plough the fields and ploughed the fields, and he did a great job. The stocky village chief explained kindly.

"He helps you plough the fields and plough the land?, is there anyone in your village who can resist beasts?" Jiarong was taken aback, he didn't expect that there was such a powerful character in the small village, it should be that this village invited a mage, maybe he could visit it.

"No, we just know that this cultivator likes to eat all kinds of root plants, sweet potatoes, yams, turnips, potatoes, everything. When we want it to help plough the ground, we leave some in the ground, one in the east and one in the west, and it will turn over the whole ground. The village chief is not secretive at all, and is happy to share his secret with Jiarong.

"What about when you don't want it to come?" Jiarong was a little puzzled, could it be that this cultivator was still so understanding?

"We planted coriander on the ridges, and the farmer couldn't stand the smell, so he would run away when he smelled it. ”

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