I Really Don’t Want To Make Money

I Really Don’t Want To Make Money Chapter 5

2021-09-03

Chapter 5 The night is cold and windy, and the soul is dying

Fengyuan Mountain.

On the mountainside, within the old view.

Young daoist sits cross-legged, Breathing Technique.

After a while, he opened his eyes, let out his breath, and sighed, "How can you make money by robbery and get rich..."

And cut down Monsters, eliminate Demons, True Qi instantly grew for half a year.

Compare carefully, the difference is more than 100 times!

At this moment, outside the ruined temple, there was a black bear cub two or three feet tall, eagerly ran in.

"Daoist Priest Bao Shou, the little one has been found alive. There is a family in the east of the city who married a daughter-in-law. They haven't had a child for three years. Recently, they have been praying to God and worshipping Buddha. Debt-ridden."

The little beast said excitedly: "This time they are looking for Feng Mister Shui and give fifty silver tael."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou looked indifferent, snorted, Said: "Poor Daoist is good at looking at Yang Zhai, but he is only rudimentary about tomb and Yin Zhai."

The little beast said quickly: "You are not good at Feng Shui, but you can help the women of this family. A child."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou hearing this, couldn't help but startled, nodded said: "This can be done."

Although he has only a rough understanding of feng shui, he For the way of medicine, but quite accomplished, you can try.

But at the next moment, Daoist Priest Bao Shou reacted, and immediately reached out and knocked on the little bear's head with a bang.

"Poor Daoist asked you to find the demons and ghosts on the hunting list, what are you looking for?"

Daoist Priest Bao Shou angrily said: "I told you all , we are doing major events. Those small businesses in the past are no longer noticeable. Now, hunting and killing these demons on the list is a big business! Do you know that if you kill one, you will make more money than we did in the previous half year! "

The little beast covered his head, felt wronged, and said in a low voice, "I've been looking for a long time, but I haven't found anyone who looks the same as this one. We can't find a big deal, and we can't be empty." Sitting down and not opening, I just wanted to find some small business, maintain a living, and earn some money, save two floor tiles."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou suddenly stretched out his hand and carried his Xiong Er, brought it to the front, and said fiercely: "If you are so short-sighted again, the Poor Daoist will go to the government and report you, the bear demon, and wait for you to be included in the hunting list, and then the Poor Daoist will exchange you for hunting. The reward of the demon mansion!"

Little bear scared to the point of shivering, and said: "Daoist Priest Bao Shou, we can't sell our own bear if we are in a hurry, go out and explore when we are young. The wind..."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou put his hand out, dropped the little bear cub on the ground, and said, "No need to probe."

The little bear trembled: "You Have you decided to sell the bear for money? Little bear has nothing else to ask for, in the future, can you leave a bear boy's mark on the Taoist hut, so that future generations will know that there is a bear who has helped us in the Taoist temple..."

Boom!

The little bear covered his head.

"Idiot! The wind blows out the door!"

Daoist Priest Bao Shou kicked it.

The little bear rolled round to the door.

It propped itself up, put both hands on the threshold, probed out, sniffed with its short nose, and suddenly shrank its eyes.

Then it rolled up and rolled back round.

"Daoist Priest Bao Shou, there is a problem."

"What's the problem?"

"Yefeng has chills, evil qi, and blood. The smell."

"So if you hunt down the demons on the list, don't you have clues?"

Daoist Priest Bao Shou said with great energy, "In the past, there were no demons in Great Xia. , Poor Daoist has no dragon slaying technique, nowhere to use it, you have to scare people, now it's time to let you know how Poor Daoist really cut down Monsters, eliminate Demons!"

He mentioned the little beast, Put it on his shoulder, lift the whisk in his left hand, carry the magic sword on his back, and walk out the door.

The wind was blowing, and it was chilling to the bone.

The wind smells of blood and is very strong, with baleful aura.

If you were an ordinary person, if you played here for a while, you would be seriously ill.

He didn't stop and kept going.

About three or five hundred steps.

The smell of blood is getting stronger.

The tips of the grass, the ends of the branches, and the droplets of blood hanging.

There are stumps and broken arms on the ground, and internal organs are everywhere, like purgatory.

“…”

Daoist Priest Bao Shou brows tightly knit.

The little bear on his shoulders, whispered: "Three died, like being torn apart by wild beast."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou looked at the shredded meat next to the shredded meat. Clothes, he said, "They're all servants of the Golden Sun County Government."

Then the voice fell, and the dark wind whistled in the woods at night.

The wind blows and the grass moves, the treetops sway and rustle.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou looked slightly condensed.

The little beast on his shoulders trembled.

"Daoist Priest Bao Shou, there's a ghost..."

The bear demon screamed, his hair standing on end in fright, and clutching Daoist Priest Bao Shou's shoulder tightly, dare not let go.

In the dark place in front, three silhouettes appeared, wearing the uniforms of the golden sun county government officers, their eyes were dull, and their breath was gloomy.

They're not here to investigate.

They are the dead in the case.

The fleshy body became a piece of ground flesh.

The soul has become a harmful ghost.

"Master, do you still recognize us?"

At this moment, the head of the catch Kuai spoke in a low voice.

Daoist Priest Bao Shou raised his eyebrows and said, "Before Poor Daoist went to the county yat to hand over people, the three of you were there and drew the knife with that Constable Wu."

The man suddenly laughed, and seemed to be laughing at himself, and said, "It's hard for the Taoist priest to remember us."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou was silent for a while, and said, "You are because of Poor Daoist. Die?"

The ghost lowered his head and said slowly: "Constable Wu rushed to the Guangshan Territory to deliver a letter and escaped, but for the sake of the Taoist priest, I suffered an unwarranted disaster and died tragically in the mountains and forests."

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He raised his hand, and the flesh on his hand suddenly fell off and turned into white bones.

He looked up, and the flesh and blood on his face fell off, turning into a blood-colored skeleton.

He had a grin and sharp fangs.

"The priest will come and accompany us on a trip to Yellow Springs Road."

His figure suddenly flashed and turned into a cloudy wind.

And the two figures behind him also turned into Yin Feng.

The night is dark, the wind is howling, and it is mournful.

The grass swayed and the branches swayed.

"Help..."

Little Bear was scared to the point of shivering, almost scared witless.

The surrounding overcast wind is getting colder and stronger.

Then I saw Daoist Priest Bao Shou looked indifferent and swept away the dust.

The wind is quiet!

All in peace!

Three yin winds, all dissipated.

The invisible power is integrated into the Chaos Bead between the eyebrows.

After a short while, the power in the Chaos Orb fed back and improved a little cultivation.

Approximately...equivalent to the results of his cultivation half a month.

"Three ghosts, each of which contains a little mana, equivalent to the results of my five-day cultivation."

Daoist Priest Bao Shou looked solemn, pondered then said: "They If they die within one hour, how can they become ghosts so quickly? And among the first-born ghosts, their cultivation is not shallow."

The newly dead ghosts are like candles in the wind, dim and dim. , how can there be cultivation?

They said they died because of themselves.

Naturally, it comes because of myself.

So who is behind them?

Thinking like this, Daoist Priest Bao Shou moved in his heart, flipped out the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect's hunting book, and turned it to page one hundred and thirty-two.

On this page, it is not a man, but a tiger!

Name: Mountain Monarch!

Identity: A fierce tiger turned into a demon, worshipped under the seat of the Elder Yuan Xiaozhou in Tunyin Mountain, Ranked Fourth, named Disciple, which is actually a mount.

Cultivation base: Qi Refinement Realm, Peak.

innate talent: cannibalize human flesh, refine human souls, turn them into ghosts, and let them be driven.

Deeds: The fierce tiger opened its spirit, turned into the Great Demon, slaughtered villages at every turn for a hundred years, and then surrendered to Yuan Xiaozhou, the elder of Tunyin Mountain, and followed Yuan Xiaozhou into the Great Xia Country. The motive is unknown, and the whereabouts are unknown.

"Meng Mountain Monarch?"

Daoist Priest Bao Shou moved in his heart, opened the hunting book, and turned to the nineteenth page.

(end of this chapter)