I Really Don’t Want To Make Money

I Really Don’t Want To Make Money Chapter 33

2021-07-27

Chapter 33 Divine Beast Cubs! Disaster!

Fengyuan Mountain.

Within the old view.

Wang Shan's burly body, shrunk into a ball, squatted in the corner, shiver coldly.

Fang Yu was on the side, whispering relief.

In front of the Taoist Temple.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou rubbed his eyebrows.

The little bear was hugging his thigh and crying.

"There are monsters in the Taoist temple, it's too fucking terrifying."

"My Innate Divine Ability, I can't even smell it."

"When I ran away, it stumbled upon me."

"If it wasn't for my quick-witted hands, I collected the banknotes and then escaped, maybe it would have stolen our banknotes directly. I ran away."

"Daoist Priest Bao Shou, you must beat that monster to death! It's so fucking scaring the bear!"

The little bear boy was teary-eyed There was fear in his eyes, and he said with a cry: "I will never leave the Taoist side again..."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou has a very headache, he already knows about the whole sequence of events, and explained to the little bear that the entire Taoist temple has only this little monster aura, and there are no traces of other demons.

But this little bear cub cried and insisted that there were really monsters in the Taoist temple, and he tripped and fell when he escaped. This is the proof!

In the end, Daoist Priest Bao Shou reluctantly broke his principle of being honest and kind and never lying, and lied to the little bear cub, saying that the monster had been chopped down, which calmed the little bear's fear and anger.

"What about the corpse of this monster? Let's go down the mountain to exchange money!" Thinking of this, Leek Bear immediately regained his spirits.

"It's not on the hunting list, it can't be exchanged for rewards, and it's already slag." Daoist Priest Bao Shou replied casually.

"Why is it a money loser again?" Little Bear was very angry, very dissatisfied and disgusted, and felt that the damage he had suffered before was irreparable.

"..."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou took a deep look at it, said nothing, and pushed the door into the Taoist temple.

At this time, in the Taoist temple, Wang Shan was still very frightened by the appearance of monsters in the Taoist temple. Although Fang Yu comforted him softly, it made him feel a lot more relaxed, but this kind of thing subverted his cognition. , still left him in a trance.

After all, in the Great Xia Dynasty, it was a peaceful and prosperous age. For many years, only ordinary people have prayed to God and worshipped Buddha.

As for the demon invasion on the border of Great Xia, it has only happened for more than a month, and this kind of thing is naturally completely unknown to ordinary people.

"Little Wang, the Poor Daoist will not hide it from you now."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou sighed and said, "Poor Daoist is not an ordinary person. , I have always traveled the world and liked to live in seclusion. I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but I was helpless... Well, you must have guessed in your heart. If you are an ordinary Taoist priest, how can you be rich enough to build such a large-scale Taoist temple? ?"

Wang Shan heard this, couldn't help but start, raised his head, he was not used to the name of this little king, Daoist Priest Bao Shou used to be called Uncle Wang anyway, but I heard this. , I don't know how many years ago the young Taoist priest in front of him was the Old Ancestor, and now he is relieved.

"That...youkai?"

"This is the one that Poor Daoist took in to watch the nursing home not long ago. He has a gentle personality, is always well-behaved, and is diligent and thrifty at home."

"Isn't this a monster?" Wang Shan was stunned and whispered, "Is it the Divine Beast raised by your old man?"

"Exactly."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou said with a smile, secretly regretting that he didn't have a beard, otherwise he would laugh while stroking his beard, and he had the demeanor of divide poise and sagelike features.

Fang Yu was on the side with no unexpected expression. She had seen the little bear for a long time, and she knew that this was the little demon raised by Daoist Priest Bao Shou.

In fact, within the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, many senior brothers and senior sisters, even the headmasters and elders of various veins, have mounts.

She was a little surprised that Daoist Priest Bao Shou and the others only raised a little monster with a shallow cultivation base.

At this moment, I suddenly realized that it was the Divine Beast cub!

"Don't spread the word about today's matter, so as not to scare other craftsmen."

"Okay..." Wang Shan hurriedly nodded, and then hesitantly said: "What about Old Zheng? ?"

"It's okay."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou said with a smile: "He used to be a craftsman in the Imperial Court craftsman, who built the mansion of the palm domain, built the imperial mausoleum, The status is not low, and maybe I don’t know much about cultivation people, but I don’t know everything.”

After finishing speaking, Daoist Priest Bao Shou took out some silver taels and said, “You As everyone knows, it’s okay to withdraw the wages in advance, and take the money back first.”

Wang Shan was a little dazed, but at this time, he didn’t dare to hold out hands to receive.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou laughed, put the silver taels in his hand, took out some more, and said, "You give these to Old Zheng on behalf of Poor Daoist, although he promised to follow up with him after the Taoist temple was built. Poor Daoist takes the nine hundred and twenty-seven silver tael, but during this period, he cannot be made too poor."

Wang Shan and Old Zheng, whose residences are not far apart, and I heard that their two married wives were both born in Aries County. Although the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, they have known each other since childhood.

It is precisely because of this that Daoist Priest Bao Shou, through Wang Shan's relationship, got in touch with this once famous former Ministry of Industry official.

"This..."

Wang Shan took the silver taels with a slightly complicated expression, and said in a low voice, "His wife has not been a guest at her parents' house for fifteen years."

Old Zheng has lived in poverty for sixteen years, sitting on the mountain and living in a tight world. Compared with the time when the scenery was beautiful, it was worlds apart.

Not only from the pressure of my own family, but also from the strange eyes of my neighbors and relatives.

Old Zheng had a prominent status back then. He married a wife who was not from a poor family. The reason why he didn’t go back to his family’s home to be a guest was probably because of his relatives. He also had pointing fingers and was looked down upon. point.

Old Zheng was beautiful in his early years, poor in middle age, and smoothed out the corners in his later years. Now, building a Taoist temple has become the last major event in his life. Pour out sixteen years of unsatisfactory heart depression!

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At the same time.

In Guangshan Territory.

"Master Zhangyu, this is the news from Zhao Xun. He has written down everything he saw and heard, including every word in the conversation."

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Mr. Bai was in his early forties. It was he who sent someone to ask Lord Zheng to calculate the secret that day. When this happened, he couldn't help feeling guilty, so he took the initiative to request to handle the case.

"What do you think?" Lord Palm asked.

"The young daoist on Fengyuan Mountain is indeed the Spirit Refinement Realm daoist. I didn't know there was such a daoist in the Guangshan Territory in the past. I'm really ashamed to say it." Dao: "According to the above description, at least on the surface, this Taoist priest does not look like a murderer, but... we have no evidence to prove that he is a murderer, nor can we prove that he is really not a murderer!"

"The murderer is indeed not him." Lord Palm shook his head slightly and said, "If he is Spirit Refinement Realm, then it must not be him."

"Why?" Director Bai asked in confusion.

"This is the news just sent." Master Zhangyu handed over a piece of paper in his hand.

"Netherworld River spell?" Mr. Bai took the paper, glanced at it, revealed a strange color, and said, "The unique spell of swallowing Yin Mountain?"

"Not bad." Lord Palm Domain said solemnly: "If this Taoist priest is Qi Refinement Realm or Refining Realm, this officer will doubt whether he was taken over by the demon who swallowed Yin Mountain, and learned this evil magic spell! But since it is Spirit Refinement Realm , his cultivation path has already been set, so he won't go to learn the Yin evil art of swallowing Yin Mountain!"

"That's not him?" Mr. Bai pondered then said.

"It should be the group of people from the Tunyin Mountain." Master Zhangyu said this, and said: "When you mention the Tunyin Mountain, you should know what kind of sorcery they are best at?"

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"Refining the corpse! Refining the soul!" Master Bai said solemnly: "This is the most disgusting lineage in the evil way! Now that I have sneaked into the demons in my Great Xia territory, those belonging to this lineage are enough. There are as many as seventeen, they swallow Yin Mountain, Netherworld Sect, and Yama Palace respectively..."

"But in the Guangshan Territory, there are officials who are collaborating with the cultivator of this lineage, and secretly embezzling money. , more human life as grass!"

Master Zhangyu looked gloomy and said solemnly: "What's more terrifying is that I, officials from all over the Guangshan Territory, and all the demon slayers who walk in the Guangshan Territory in the Monster Hunting House. , no one can find out! The clues about this matter came from Yuantianyu!"

He took the letter, fiercely threw it on the table, and said sharply: "Twelve A few days ago, 23,460 people have died, but you and I, as officials of the Guangshan Territory, know nothing about it! Do you know how many have died in these twelve days?"

He looked towards Mr. Bai, with murderous intention in his eyes, icily said: "This is not a number, it is one life after another!"

Ask for a monthly pass! Ask for a recommendation ticket! Ask for collection! Ask for a reward! Ahhhhhhh...

(end of this chapter)