There is a saying.

The so-called magic is to influence and interfere with all things in nature with one's own spirit or action.

If so, farming is a spell, building is a spell, words are a spell, money is a spell, and it is a spell that is extremely powerful and has immediate results.

On April 19, the government issued a heavy reward, making Wang Liuzhi parade through the streets to praise his achievements, which made the whole city happy. That night, there were nineteen demons in rebellion, waiting for Li Chang'an, and the rest were due to the strict curfew in the city, and the young and strong families strictly guarded the door and helped each other, and the monsters were all repulsed, and there were few dead.

On April 20, the demons once again ate people at night, and some mountain hunters set traps in the city, caught the demons, and the government rewarded them heavily.

On April 21, Wang Liuzhi and others organized evil teenagers in the city to hunt down demons in a team at night. Whoever gains is rewarded.

......

On April 29, the citizens were overjoyed when they heard the demons, and they actually killed each other.

Water Moon View.

Deep in the belly of the back mountain.

Lang Zhong, whose flesh and blood were blurred, was hung on the stone wall with a big iron hook, and in front of him, Bo Ziyu read the above content according to the script.

"Do you hear clearly? You demon sons and demon grandchildren will have to be arrested and killed in half a decade! If you are interested, you should quickly give an account of what you should explain, so as not to suffer from this skin cramp every day. ”

Bo Ziyu smiled and shook the booklet in his hand.

But Rao was so stiff that he laughed, but in exchange, there was only a voice from the monster leader - Lang Zhong:

"Ugh. ”

It's just a scorn.

The splendor on his face quickly became gloomy, and he grabbed the water-stained leather whip next to him.

A moment later.

Bo Ziyu rushed out of the cave in a rage.

Not far from the entrance of the cave, on a stone pier, Li Changan and Feng Chong were eating wine.

He sat down at the table with a fart (harmony) stock, picked up a wine bowl, and poured it into his belly.

Li Changan raised his eyebrows.

"What did it say?"

"Not a single fart!"

Bo Ziyu's face was full of gloom.

The situation in the city was certainly not as rosy as he had said.

The government's silver bullet offensive certainly provoked the enthusiasm of the Xiaoshui people, but after all, it was to kill monsters, not to catch chickens and dogs, every time the demons came out at night, there would be dead and injured in the city, but the wealth was moving, and the shining silver light was blinding for a while, so that people could not see the blood and tears shed by the dead.

What's more, in the past ten days, although a few demons have been hunted and killed, how are they hidden, where are they hidden, and can the demon plague be cured? These key questions have still yielded nothing, and on the contrary, they have caused many unexpected troubles.

For example, some gangs have armed fights because of the competition for monsters, a certain businessman frames his peers as demons and takes the opportunity to smash the shops of his peers, and some long-tongued women dare to come to the yamen to invite them when they catch some rumors...... If so, waiting, Bo Ziyu is very annoyed.

Feng Chong, who was hiding in the mountains, was not able to stay alone.

In order to protect the family or hunt demons, people often go up the mountain to ask for charms.

At first, he didn't refuse, but more and more people asked for talismans, until he found that he didn't do anything else a day, and just used it to draw talismans couldn't meet the needs of the public.

He simply closed the door and didn't go out, who thought that those who asked for talismans but couldn't get it, actually paid attention to the talisman used to arrange the magic circle in the view, and for a while, the water moon view was frequently stolen.

Li Changan even heard that there was a black market in the city for buying and selling talismans, and a talisman was better than silver.

As for Daoist Li himself, he often keeps vigil in the city, and of course these bad things are indispensable.

On weekdays, when he goes to the street, there are always people who come up to him and ask him in a variety of ways, where are the monsters, or invite him to cooperate in catching monsters.

And just last night, he bumped into a monster trail, and before he caught it, a group of "monster hunters" came out first, all husband and wife, the man was responsible for rounding up the monster, and the woman was responsible for clearing the field and blocking the road, saying something like "the monster is what we saw first", "what kind of silver did the monk rob" and so on, and the monster was a powerful character, just like this, half of these women became widows (harmonious) women.

All in all, it's all bullshit.

After working hard for several days in a row, he finally managed to squeeze out his leisure, and Li Changan didn't want to be spoiled by these things.

He poured wine bowls for Bo Ziyu and Feng Chong one by one.

Facing the cold wind of the mountains and forests.

"Full drink. ”

............

It's night.

A grain store backyard warehouse.

There were more than a dozen men ambushed in the black light.

Maybe it was squatting in the middle of the squatting and numbness of the hands and feet, or maybe it was painful from being bitten by mosquitoes, and a voice sounded suddenly, revealing impatience.

"Shopkeeper Pan, is there really a monster drilling into your warehouse in the middle of the night?"

Another voice immediately retorted: "What you see with your own eyes, where can it be fake?"

"That's weird! People all over the street don't eat (harmony) meat, but they come to steal your bit of old grain and rotten chaff?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's a rat who is a sperm and a coward. ”

"What if it's a hungry thief?"

"Phew! No way! I know that monster, the kid in the street shop, his own noodles can't fill his stomach, and he comes to steal my family's rice grain, such a large amount of food, isn't it a monster!"

As soon as the two sang and harmonized, their voices gradually became higher, and Wang Liuzhi's heart was furious when he heard it.

Since he played the "Praise Meritorious Street Tour", he relied on the great name of "Demon Killing Hero", and then sprinkled the money in his hand, and soon gathered a group of scoundrels who dared to kill their heads, specializing in hunting demons at night, to take advantage of this God-given opportunity to earn a fortune!

It's a pity that the luck is not good, and after a few days, I didn't even touch a demon hair, but I fought a few times with my peers, and lost a lot of soup and medicine in vain.

Today, I finally heard reliable news from the shopkeeper of the grain store, and it was not dark, so I gathered people to come to ambush and fed the long-legged mosquitoes for half a night, just to fight this turnaround battle, but I can't let these two fools stir up!

He immediately reprimanded in a low voice:

"Shut up! Don't scare the monsters away. ”

However, perhaps it was a few days of no success, or maybe the rumors of taking credit gradually spread, which greatly reduced his prestige in the team. These two birdmen didn't care about his sixth master's face at all, but had a more and more noisy posture.

Fortunately.

A small flag suddenly rose from the window and quickly waved it three times.

It was a code given by the brother who was watching the wind by the window.

There's movement!

The noise immediately disappeared, and I was in a state of breathlessness.

Crunch~

The door slowly opened a small crack.

Followed by.

Half a thin figure leaned in.

The warehouse was dim, and I couldn't see the faces of the comers, but I couldn't help but shake my head when I saw the outline, vigilant about the movements inside and outside the warehouse.

Wang Liuzhi lowered his body more and more, eager to hold his heart and let it beat more slowly and quietly.

Wang Liuzhi waited patiently, waiting for the figure to let down his vigilance, waiting for him to close the door and sneak into the warehouse, waiting for him to bury his head in a bag of rice grain, making some "rustling" gnawing sounds.

Now is the time!

Wang Liuzhi was about to give a loud order, but a loud shout sounded next to him.

"Do it!"

Pause.

More than a dozen men jumped out of all corners of the hiding place.

Those who beat gongs and shouted, lit torches to drive them away, and stabbed and slashed with knives and guns, all the rage, the mess, and the slightest bit of discipline.

He let the "monster" run on all fours, got out of the crowd, and went straight to the gate.

Wang Liuzhi couldn't care about being annoyed, and stopped in front of the door with a big stride, waving the torch in hand.

Call!

The one who suddenly burst into flames.

Skinny child-like, extremely ugly.

The forehead was too broad to occupy most of the face, a pair of soybean-sized eyes were embedded behind a huge nose, and the front teeth outside the lips almost obscured the short chin.

Get rid of a big rat alive!

Wang Liuzhi was not surprised.

Good! Good! Good! Sure enough, it's a youkai!

He hurriedly shouted:

"Net. ”

The hot-blooded men suddenly realized, and shook off the special thick net rope, there was not much open space in the warehouse, and the "rat essence" had no place to dodge, so it was immediately sturdy.

Wang Liuzhi stared at the monster in the net, like staring at a ball of silver that would struggle, and his eyes lit up.

You can't let it run away.

Pick up the whistle stick and smash it!

............

This shouting and shouting is not small.

Waiting for Wang Liuzhi and his gang to tie up the mouse essence with a blue nose and swollen face, four hooves upside down and carry it out of the door.

Not only the neighbors, but also the peers rushed to hear the news.

"Yo, sixth master, open Hula, congratulations. ”

"Rejoice and rejoice. ”

"The sixth master is going to get rich again!"

"It's just a little money. ”

Wang Liuzhi walked at the front of the team with his stomach shy, greeting the surroundings with a big grin, how weak it was in the past, how horizontal it is now.

It's cold.

A howling woman suddenly emerged from the crowd of onlookers and threw a splash at the man who stopped her.

Wang Liuzhi was displeased:

"Who is this shrew?"

The shopkeeper Pan next to him fixed his eyes and said with a smile: "It's not someone else, it's the mother of the mouse spirit." ”

Wang Liuzhi was startled at first, but when he came back, he found that this woman was just scolding and scratching, except for the fart (harmony) with a rounder strand, a softer waist, a more pretty face, and a more ordinary shrew.

"Hey, it just came at the right time. Most of them were reluctant to give up their children, and they didn't report it, so they happened to be arrested and taken to the yamen together. ”

So saying, he strode up, snatched the woman, and carried her on his shoulders.

With a wave of his hand, he is full of pride.

"Let's go!"