It wasn't until the eastern sky turned white that Qin Shaoyou reduced the size of the Yuanyang Pot and put it into his pocket.
The mandarin duck pot is considered a space magic weapon. Even if it is turned over and turned over, the soup inside will not spill out at all.
Qin Shaoyou had been waiting at the gate of the village to cook hot pot that night. All the evil spirits who came close to spy on the village were sucked into the pot and refined into part of the soup base.
In addition to making soup base, Qin Shaoyou cooked hot pot all night for another purpose, which was to establish his authority.
He wanted all the evil spirits hiding in the dark and peeping from afar to remember what happened tonight and fear this village from the bottom of their hearts.
Only in this way, after they left, the evil spirits would not dare to approach the village easily.
In this way, coupled with the magic circle set up by Su Tingyu, Tu Huang, and Zeng Cong, we can effectively protect the safety of the villagers here and prevent the tragedy of the evil demon Li Gui from killing people in the village from happening again.
Qin Shaoyou's abilities are limited, but it is always good to save one more life.
Monk Daoming also stayed in this village last night and came out of one of the private houses yawning at this moment.
Seeing Qin Shaoyou, he hurriedly put his hands together and saluted, and asked, "My lord, have you been up all night?"
Qin Shaoyou moved his muscles and bones, punched and kicked his legs, and there was a sound like thunder. He smiled and said: "I am a martial arts practitioner. I have strong blood and energy. Even if I don't sleep all night, it will have no effect. But you, Monk Daoming, , I wonder how well you slept last night?"
His condition is indeed very good. In addition to being full of blood and energy, it is also related to the hot pot he cooked all night.
Now, Qin Shaoyou only feels full of energy and wishes he could find someone to fight with.
Monk Daoming said sincerely: "Amitabha, thanks to all of you, I had the best and most peaceful sleep last night in these days."
"That's good."
Qin Shaoyou nodded and looked at the red-clothed envoy who was waking up one after another and starting to pack his equipment and luggage, and then said: "It's getting dark, it's time for us to set off on the road. Where are you going? Do you want to send a few brothers to see you off?"
Monk Daoming first thanked me, then shook his head and declined: "My lords, you should gather your strength to do more important things. There is no need to waste manpower and material resources on me. The demons will not harm me, and the bandits do not like me. I won't be in any danger. Even if I am really in danger, it's the fate I deserve."
"You know we have something important to do?"
Qin Shaoyou raised his eyebrows slightly.
Monk Daoming said with a smile: "Although I am not a cultivator, I can see that you are quite powerful. You can kill evil spirits with just a single strike, leaving them unable to even struggle to escape, let alone resist. Obviously they are not ordinary night watchmen, so the mission you have to perform must be extraordinary."
So that's it.
Qin Shaoyou thought that the monk was still very smart. After thinking about it, he said: "Let's do this. I will ask the Taoist priest of Yuhuang Temple to give you a few amulets. With these amulets, even if you are really in danger, you can still Protect yourself and save your life.”
This time, Monk Daoming did not refuse, but clasped his hands to thank him.
Qin Shaoyou called Tuhuang and asked him to give some amulets to Monk Daoming.
However, Monk Daoming was only willing to take one and said, "Thank you, Brother Tuhuang, just give me one. Please give the others to the villagers here."
Tu Huang didn't do as he asked, but instead directly stuffed a stack of amulets into his hand.
"Brother Daoming, just take it. Don't worry about the villagers here. I have drawn many amulets, enough to distribute to them."
After hearing this, Monk Daoming didn't refuse anymore. He took the amulet and put it carefully close to his body, and then thanked Tuhuang and Qin Shaoyou again.
After Tuhuang distributed amulets to the villagers one by one, Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others also packed their equipment and luggage, fed the horses, and it was time to continue on their way.
Qin Shaoyou got on his horse and raised his hand towards Monk Daoming.
"Monk Daoming, this is farewell. I hope to see you again in the future. By the way, when order is restored in Xinglong Mansion, you can go to Luohan Temple in Luocheng. The monks there should welcome you and give you a Good practice."
Monk Daoming clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, thank you very much for your advice. The poor monk will chant sutras and pray for you day and night. I also wish you all the best on your trip."
"I accept your good advice." Qin Shaoyou smiled.
Qin Qiaoer also got on the horse, bowed his hand to Monk Daoming, and said "Take care".
Soon, the two of them led the team out of the village.
The villagers in the village were full of reluctance to leave Qin Shaoyou and others, but they also knew that they could not stay. Fortunately, the wall of the village had been repaired, and a new magic circle had been installed in the village. With the addition of amulets, the villagers could Much peace of mind.
"It's time for me to hit the road."
After watching Qin Shaoyou and others go away, Monk Daoming said goodbye to the villagers, pushed up the small cart filled with ashes, and said, "Let's go home." He continued to see off these people who died in a foreign land and returned home. Township burial.
It soon came to night again.
Qin Shaoyou and the others found a destroyed village.
Outside the village, there was a new mound. Su Jianqing went in to check it out and came out and said, "It's a grave pit with many mutilated corpses buried in it."
Needless to say, it must have been Monk Daoming who came to this village to save the victims and bury them.
After discussing with Sixth Sister, Qin Shaoyou said: "Let's rest here tonight and see if we can attract some evil spirits and avenge the innocent people who died."
"good."
Everyone responded with a roar.
If it can attract evil spirits, can we cook hot pot again like last night?
Although after eating the spicy hot pot with red soup, my buttocks burned and hurt the next day, as if I was about to breathe fire, but the effect and taste are still unforgettable.
Besides, even if you can’t eat spicy red soup, isn’t there still a clear soup pot that’s full of flavor?
Just when everyone was full of energy and preparing to lay traps around the ruins of the village to attract food...no, to attract evil spirits, a ghostly figure appeared in front of everyone.
Mr. Gunshan was overjoyed. This was the merit brought to his door on his own initiative.
He was about to raise his bear paw and knock the ghost out of his mind.
"stop!"
A stream of blood energy suddenly entangled him, preventing his slap from falling.
At the same time, Qin Shaoyou's voice also sounded.
"Don't rush to do it. This ghost has no evil energy on it and is not evil. Be careful and scatter it. You won't gain any merit and you will also get bad karma."
When Gunshan Jun heard this, he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly put away his bear paws, feeling extremely grateful to Qin Shaoyou.
The ghost didn't know that he had escaped a disaster. He opened his mouth and talked to everyone, looking very anxious.
Perhaps because it had just become a ghost and was weak, it did not speak human language but ghost language.
Fortunately, Su Jianqing and Qiurong could both translate and quickly relayed what the ghost said to everyone:
"It says that Monk Daoming...is dead?!"
