Autumn nights are always a bit bleak. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The wilderness is deep, there is no village house, the slightest light can not be seen, the black is deep, like the deep sea.

Suddenly, there was a fire, but this fire, the blue oil was unusual, and it looked like a ghost fire.

The blue fire emitted a glimmer of light, illuminating its surroundings.

This place turned out to be a village.

The scale of the village is not small, with houses lined up one after another, and village roads running through them. In such a village, there should be many people, and even at night, there should be some lights on. But now, quietly, eerily silent, not even a rooster crow, not a dog barking.

In the blue firelight, a pair of heads were seen, which were neatly stacked at the entrance of the village. Most of them were human heads, apparently just cut off, and some of their eyes were open, and they still had a frightened and panicked look in those eyes, which never dissipated.

Others are the heads of various animals, chickens, ducks, dogs......

There was no trace of blood to be seen, as if all the blood that flowed out had been absorbed by some terrible being, and no longer existed on the ground.

The blue light appeared in the hand of a man, he was not tall, his whole body was wrapped in a wide black robe, and he could not see any face.

Suddenly, as if he was aware of it, he raised his head and looked into the distance. At this time, a pair of eyes appeared in front of people, and they were actually two points of blue oil, not like human eyes.

"Boom!"

There was an ugly and piercing laughter: "The monsters that entered the city have been destroyed, and in the city, there are indeed Taoist monks, and the witch should have been killed by him." Good, good......"

The words are like babbling, slurred.

With that, he turned on a black horse, got it, and led a group of demon horsemen out of the village that had been slaughtered.

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"Great news, great news, the monsters that are haunting in the city have been killed by the master of Laoshan Temple, and not a single one is left!"

As soon as the morning dawned, officials came out on the streets, beating gongs and drums, and shouting loudly.

Hundreds of people were alarmed, and they came out to see what was going on, and someone asked, "Brother Guancha, is it true?"

The official shouted: "How can such a thing be fake? The corpses of the beheaded monsters are all hanging in the Laoshan Temple, you can take a look at it clearly!"

After that, he continued to beat the gong and walked towards the next street.

The people looked at each other, and they didn't know who said: "Let's go, go to Laoshan and watch." ”

With a bang, he ran away.

After a while, Laoshan Temple was already surrounded by water, and a large number of people rushed over outside, all of which were blocked outside, and they couldn't enter at all.

Those who came early looked at the huge giant rat in amazement, and their mouths were full of amazement.

The live rats, everyone is naturally afraid, but for the dead, it is different, scrambling to be the first to see a surprise.

After reading it, they all went to the temple to bow down and wanted to see the Taoist. However, Xiaoyao Fudao had expected it and avoided it, leaving only two boys to take care of it.

In the words of the Taoist priest: "From now on, this Taoist master will completely establish a typical image of a master in the city, and how can a master be seen casually?"

It has always been his dream to become a master of different people! At the beginning, he dressed up in strange clothes and played in the dust, and he deliberately dressed up to attract people's attention. It's a pity that that dressing up doesn't seem to work and is not recognized.

Seeing the real person, the people all expressed regret, but their enthusiasm was undiminished, and they bowed down one after another, prayed sincerely, and offered incense and incense money.

Cultivators also have to eat, drink, and spend money. Unless you have cultivated to an extremely high level, it will be difficult for you to escape the expenses of the world.

If you have expenses, you have to have income to maintain them.

In the past, when the rich Tao entered the WTO, he charged under the banner of subduing demons and eliminating demons, and as a disciple of the authentic Daomen, this business was very impressive. At that time, Chen Sanlang also had a credit. However, this amount has not been given, and later the two joined forces to kill Huang Tai Sin, and Xiaoyao Fudao learned that Chen Sanlang was the "supernatural" Shushan swordsman, and he was shocked on the spot.

In fact, a sect with a slight scale has strongholds in various parts of the world, which is equivalent to branches, which can not only transmit messages, but also collect incense fees, and can also recruit disciples, with a variety of functions. They have their own reputation, of course, they don't have to look for a job everywhere like the free and rich road, they really lose their value and spread it, which will inevitably teach their fellow people to laugh and become a laughing stock.

Before leaving the free rich road, explain to the boy, set the rules, and say that on the fifteenth day of each month, the temple will hold a talisman activity, and those who sincerely worship will have the opportunity to get a peace talisman. This talisman is unusual, it is a consecration device, and people wear it, which can make the spirit refreshed and the mind open.

Now in the minds of the people, Xiaoyao Fudao is already a land fairy-like figure, and that talisman is naturally also an immortal talisman, which is simply dreamed. It's a pity that it will take several days to arrive on the fifteenth day of this month. The day has not yet come, but it does not prevent everyone from offering offerings first.

The incense is prosperous, the offering is rich, the two boys looked at the eyebrows and smiled, thinking that the master really has the ability, from now on, the days in the view will be moistened.

Xiaoyao Fudao is very moist now, he is sitting in the side room of the mansion with Erlang's legs crossed, enjoying a plate of chicken wings with relish.

The wings are roasted to the outside and tender on the inside, and when you bite into it, your mouth is full of oil, which is very delicious.

Where is the slightest bit of superior demeanor in this appearance?

Not long after, after a plate of chicken wings was gnawed, I wiped my hands and mouth with wet wipes, and then opened the door and went out.

Zhou Hezhi was already waiting outside, and he came to ask if the monsters that were haunting the city had been cleared.

Xiaoyao Fudao groaned slightly, and said: "In this way, it seems that there should be no fish that have slipped through the net." ”

After the battle last night, the eagle demon circled several times over the city to see if there were any remnants, but nothing was found.

Zhou Hezhi was very happy when he heard it. This time the turmoil can quickly subside, and the Taoist chief in front of him should remember a great achievement, make a salute, and smile away.

Xiaoyao Fudao wanted to stop him, but when the words came to his lips, he held back again. In fact, there are still some words, he didn't tell Zhou Hezhi, it was that night owl and rat, it should be just a small character who came to tempt, and by the way, he just caused some riots, and it couldn't be called a big move at all. If there are no surprises, those tricks are likely to follow. When it comes, it will definitely set off a bloody storm in the city, and I don't know how many disasters it will cause.

These things are useless to tell Zhou Hezhi, and they only increase sorrow.

The current plan has to rely on Chen Sanlang, who is out of the army, as long as they can surround and intercept the Shura Demon Cavalry, and then wipe them out, all the worries can be solved.

It's just that Chen Sanlang can do it? It's not that he doesn't have enough confidence in Chen Sanlang, but that those magic horses are too powerful.