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Volume 33 Chapter 33 Divine Beast Cub!  A catastrophe!

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    Fengyuan Mountain.

    Within the old view.

    Wang Shan's burly body shrank into a ball, squatting in a corner, trembling.

    Fang Yu was right beside her, comforting in a low voice.

    And in front of the Taoist temple.

    Daoist Baoshou rubbed his eyebrows.

    The little bear was hugging his thigh and crying loudly.

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

    "I can't even smell its breath due to my innate supernatural powers."

    "It tripped me when I ran away."

    "If it wasn't for my quick eyesight, collecting the banknotes and then escaping, maybe it would have stolen our banknotes and run away."

    "Daoist Baoshou, you must beat that monster to death! It's too fucking scary!"

    The little bear boy had tears in his eyes, his eyes were full of fear, and he said in a crying voice: "I will never leave the Taoist priest's side again"

    Daoist Baoshou was very troubled. He already knew the ins and outs of this matter, and explained to Little Xiong that the whole Taoist temple only had the breath of this little demon, and there were no traces of other demons left.

    But the little bear cries and insists that there are real monsters in the Taoist temple. When he escaped, he tripped and fell, which is the proof!

    In the end, Taoist Baoshou reluctantly broke his principle of being honest and kind and never lied, and lied to the little bear, saying that the monster had been chopped down, and only then calmed the little bear's fear and anger.

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

    "It's not on the hunting list, and it can't be exchanged for rewards. It has already been smashed into scum." Daoist Baoshou replied casually.

    "Why is he a loser again?" Xiaoxiong was very angry, very dissatisfied and disgusted, feeling that the damage he had suffered before could not be repaired.

    ""

    Taoist Master Baoshou took a deep look at it, and without speaking, he pushed the door and entered the Taoist temple.

    At this time in the Taoist temple, Wang Shan was still very frightened by the monsters appearing in the Taoist temple. Although Fang Yu comforted him softly, he was relieved a lot, but this kind of thing that subverted his cognition still made him dazed.  .

    After all, in the Great Xia Dynasty, in a peaceful and prosperous age, only ordinary people prayed to God and worshiped Buddha for many years. How could they really see monsters?

    As for the invasion of monsters on the border of Daxia, it has only been a matter of more than a month, and this kind of thing is naturally completely unknown to ordinary people.

    "Little Wang, now that the matter has come to an end, the poor will not hide it from you."

    Dao Baoshou sighed, and said: "The poor Taoist is an extraordinary person. He has always traveled the world and likes to live in seclusion. He originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but he has no choice Alas, I must have guessed in your heart. If an ordinary Taoist  , alone, how can we have enough money to build such a large-scale Taoist temple?"

    Hearing this, Wang Shan couldn't help being startled, and raised his head. He was not used to calling this little king. In the past, Daoist Baoshou was called Uncle Wang anyway.  Many years ago, the old ancestors, and now they are relieved.

    "That monster?"

    "This is Pindao who was admitted to the care home not long ago. He has a gentle personality, has always been well-behaved, and is diligent and thrifty in managing the house."

    "Then isn't this a monster?" Wang Shan was stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Is it a divine beast raised by your old man?"

    "Exactly."

    Taoist Master Baoshou said with a smile, secretly regretting that he didn't grow a beard, otherwise he would have a more immortal demeanor while smiling while stroking his beard.

    And Fang Yu was on the side, not surprised, she had seen the little bear long ago, and knew that it was a little demon raised by Daoist Baoshou.

    In fact, in Jiuxiao Xianzong, many brothers and sisters, even the head teacher and elders of various lines, all have mounts.

    What surprised her was how people like Daoist Baoshou only raised a little demon with a shallow cultivation base.

    At the moment when I heard it, I suddenly realized that it was a cub of a divine beast!

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

    "Okay" Wang Shan nodded quickly, and then hesitated: "What about Mr. Zheng?"

    "It doesn't matter."

    Daoist Baoshou said with a smile: "He used to be a craftsman in the Ministry of Industry of the imperial court, built the mansion in the palm area, and built the imperial mausoleum. His status is not low. He may not know much about practitioners, but he is not ignorant.  "

    After finishing speaking, Daoist Baoshou took out some silver taels again, and said: "Your character, as we all know, it doesn't matter if you withdraw your wages in advance, take the silver back first."

    Wang?? I was in a trance, and at this moment, I didn't dare to reach out to pick it up.

    Taoist Master Baoshou laughed, put the silver taels in his hand, took out some more, and said, "You give these to Mr. Zheng on behalf of the poor Taoist, even though he promised to take the nine hundred and two taels from the poor Taoist priest after the Taoist temple is built."  Seventeen taels of silver, but during this period, he must not be allowed to live too poorly."

    Wang Shan and Mr. Zheng lived not far away from each other, and I heard that their first wives were both born in Baiyang County. Although there was a huge gap between the rich and the poor, they had known each other since childhood.

    It is precisely because of this that Daoist Baoshou contacted this once famous former Ministry of Industry official through Wang Shan's relationship.

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    Wang Shan received the silver with a slightly complicated expression, and said in a low voice: "His wife hasn't been a guest at her mother's house for fifteen years."

    ? Mr. Zheng has been in poverty for sixteen years, sitting and eating, and living in poverty.

    Not only the pressure from my own family, but also the strange eyes from relatives in the neighborhood.

    Mr. Zheng had a prominent status back then, and the wife he married was not from a poor family. The reason why he didn't go back to his natal family as a guest was probably the relatives of his natal family.

    Mr. Zheng was beautiful in his early years, down and out in his middle age, and smoothed his edges and corners in his later years. Now, building a Taoist temple has become the last major event in his life. He wants to prove himself with this event, so as to pour out his heart of frustration for sixteen years  Depressed!¡ª¡ª

    at the same time.

    In the Guangshan area.

    "Master Zhang Yu, this is the news that Zhao Xun sent back. He recorded everything he saw and heard during this trip, including every word in the conversation."

    Director Bai was in his early forties, and it was he who sent someone to ask Master Zheng to figure out the secret, and he couldn't help feeling guilty when this incident happened, so he took the initiative to ask for the case to be dealt with.

    "What do you think?" Master Zhang Yu asked.

    "The young Taoist priest on Fengyuan Mountain is undoubtedly a real person in the realm of refining gods. In the past, we didn't know that there was such a real person hidden in the Guangshan area. I am really ashamed to say it." Master Bai looked complicated, and said: "From the above description  , at least on the surface, this Taoist priest doesn't 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." Master Zhang Yu shook his head slightly, and said: "If he is in the realm of refining gods, then he must not be him."

    "Why?" Master Bai asked puzzled.

    "This is the news that just arrived." Master Zhang Yu handed over a piece of paper in his hand.

    "Styx spell?" Master Bai took the paper, glanced at it, showing a strange expression, and said, "The unique spell of Tunyin Mountain?"

    "That's right." Master Zhang Yu said in a deep voice: "If this Taoist priest is in the Qi-refining or Jing-refinement realm, I would wonder whether he was taken under the sect by the demon from Tunyin Mountain and learned this evil spell! But  Since he is in the realm of refining the gods, his path of cultivation has already been determined, so he won't learn the art of swallowing Yin evil!"

    "Then it's not him?" Mr. Bai pondered.

    "It should be the group of people from Tunyin Mountain." Lord Zhangyu said so, and then said: "Speaking of Tunyin Mountain, you should know what kind of magic they are best at?"

    "Refining corpses! Refining souls!" Master Bai said in a deep voice, "This is the most disgusting lineage among the evil ways! Now among the monsters that have sneaked into my Daxia territory, there are more than ten of them belonging to this lineage."  There are as many as seven, they are swallowing Yin Mountain, Nether Sect, and Yan Luo Palace"

    "However, in the Guangshan area, there are officials colluding with the evil cultivators of this line, secretly embezzling disaster money, and even disregarding human life!"

    Lord Zhangyu looked gloomy and cold, and said in a deep voice: "What's even more frightening is that none of the officials from all over the Guangshan Region and all the demon-killing officials from the Hunting Mansion walking in the Guangshan Region can know! The clues to this matter,  It actually came from the original Tianyu!"

    He took the letter, slammed it on the table, and said sharply: "Twelve days ago, 23,460 people died, but you and I, as officials in the Guangshan area, don't know anything about it."  Yes! Do you know how many people died in these twelve days?"

    He looked at Chief Bai, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and said coldly: "This is not a number, but a living human life after another! ?
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