This is a very ordinary small mountain village, about dozens of families, the houses are very simple, some are even dilapidated, and need to be repaired with thatch and wooden planks. There is a large field outside the village, but there is not a single livestock in the field.

Du Ziyuan felt a little strange, but he didn't think too much about it. Several people got out of the car, asked the coachman to wait, and then went into the village together, wanting to see what was going on in the little boy's house.

As soon as he entered, he found that the little boy had been knocked to the ground, and the silver in his hand had been snatched by an adult strong man.

"Give me back the money! it's for my grandfather!" the little boy struggled, but how could he beat an adult with just a few taels of meat?

The strong man was dark-skinned, with hair like hay and mud on his trouser legs, and seemed to be a farmer. He said to the little boy in a rich dialect: "Baby, I am here to save your grandfather! Why can't you understand?"

"I'm going to get a doctor! Give me back the money!" the boy still didn't listen, struggling to get the money back.

The farmer shook his head, left him alone, took the money and turned to leave.

But at this time, Mu Chengan couldn't stand it anymore, he stepped forward and stopped the farmer: "This money belongs to that child, why are you robbing him of his money?"

The farmer was startled by the sudden appearance of this person, and took a few steps back with his money: "Who are you?

Mu Chengan frowned, stepped forward and snatched the ingot of silver, and turned to walk towards the little boy. Where can an ordinary farmer react to his movements, the guy feels that as soon as he sees a flower, the person is gone, and even the silver in his hand is gone.

After turning around and seeing Mu Chengan holding the silver in his hand, his eyes suddenly turned red: "Give me back the silver!"

He pounced on Mu Chengan, but Mu Chengan just dodged with a slight sideways, and with a push of his hand, he made him roll on the ground for more than ten consecutive times, but he was not injured.

"Little brother, it seems that you really have something to hide from us. Mu Chengan squatted beside the little boy with the silver.

Just because he has an upright personality doesn't mean he doesn't have brains. He was still a little skeptical about what Du Ziyuan said before, but seeing the scene just now, he naturally no longer thought that the little boy was simply short of money.

The little boy glanced at the four of them, and did not take the money, but said to them, "Come with me, quickly." ”

After saying that, he immediately got up from the ground and returned to his house with the four of them.

His house was a dilapidated log cabin with a thatched roof and many holes in the walls, the most rudimentary of the whole village.

When I entered the house, there was really an old man lying on the bed. The little boy stepped forward to check the old man's condition before turning around and talking to Mu Cheng'an.

"You shouldn't have come. ”

"Why?" asked Mu Cheng'an.

The little boy slowly explained what had happened.

It turned out that a few days ago, several people in their village suddenly fell ill and fell ill, and the symptoms were exactly the same, and the people who were responsible for taking care of the sick also contracted one after another. The people in the village were frightened, and they wanted to ask for a doctor, but who knew that a Taoist priest suddenly came to the village, saying that there were monsters in their village, so it would cause a plague. He also saved a sick person on the spot, and the villagers immediately believed him and offered him like a god.

Of course, this Taoist priest is not here to do charity, and after saving a person and making everyone believe it, he will not act easily. If you want him to cast a spell, you have to offer enough silver taels.

Where is the money in this small village? Everyone barely scraped together some money, but the Taoist priest said that it was only enough for him to cast a spell to suppress the epidemic, and more money would be needed to cure it completely.

Everyone had no choice but to sell all the chickens, ducks, cattle and pigs at home, which was still not enough, so the Taoist priest asked them to help with manual work to pay off their debts. Dozens of villagers helped him with a day's work, and he helped suppress the epidemic for a day, during which they could find a way to raise money.

After a few days of this, the village was almost drained by the Taoist priest. And just yesterday, the little boy's grandfather happened to fall ill, this is not an epidemic, but the old man is not in good health, the little boy is very sure, because he has taken care of his grandfather for so long and has not been infected.

On weekdays, he can help the neighbors if they have something, but who else can he count on in this situation? In desperation, he had no choice but to rob, but where did a child understand this, so he made a fuss about the previous official road.

The reason why he didn't tell Mu Chengan the truth was that he was afraid that Mu Chengan would provoke that Taoist priest. In fact, not all the people in the village were willing to let the Taoist priest exploit them, some people had no sick people at home, and they were unwilling to pay for it, so the Taoist priest punished them and made them all seriously ill, so no one dared to resist.

Now everyone is trying their best to make money, and that person just now just wanted to rob him of his money to give it to the Taoist priest, thinking that the whole village could be saved if he got all the money.

"Go away, it would be bad if you got that disease too. The boy persuaded. He felt that Mu Chengan was a good person and didn't want to implicate them.

Mu Chengan and Du Ziyuan glanced at each other, if this thing is really the same as what the little boy said, then this disease is the ghost of the Taoist priest. He himself shouted to catch thieves in order to exploit these peasants.

But this is too unpursued. Du Ziyuan is also cultivating immortals now, and he knows very well that in order to be able to make people sick, he must at least cultivate the ninth level of spirit. There are more ways for people who cultivate this kind of to make money, and it is completely a matter of sacrificing the basics to exploit a poor mountain village.

This Taoist priest must have other plans!

After listening to the little boy's story, Mu Chengan was furious. Immediately let him take him to the homes of the infected patients. At first, the little boy refused, but Mu Chengan repeatedly asked, and he had no choice but to do so.

Du Ziyuan didn't follow, and after waiting for a while, Mu Chengan came back, with a surprised little boy behind him.

Mu Chengan said: "Sure enough, it's some of the most basic spells, this Taoist priest really deserves to die!"

Immortal cultivators are generally not allowed to use spells to harm mortals, which is a taboo on the Heavenly Star. What this Taoist priest did was enough for Mu Cheng'an to abolish and cultivate.

"Then go meet the Daoist. Du Ziyuan said with a smile.

He vaguely felt that things would not be so simple, this Taoist priest knew that he had violated the ban and still wanted to do this, there must be enough benefits for him to do this.

It's just that they haven't had time to find the Taoist priest yet, but they have already found the door themselves.

It turned out that the farmer who was knocked over by Mu Cheng'an before went to tell the secret and brought a large group of people back, and in the back position, a middle-aged Taoist priest who looked like a fairy wind was standing there looking at them......