After a period of excitement, Yang Jian and Jigong explained their intention to come and stayed at Zhang Xiu's house.
After all, Zhang Xiu is the only person with demonic aura on their side. Only by following him can we find and eradicate the demon's minions and restore peace to the world.
Zhang Xiu and the two of them walked around the city for a long time, and finally came to an inn. They frowned and looked at the door for a long time, looking hesitant.
Seeing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but be more vigilant and asked in a low voice: "Are the demon's minions inside very troublesome?"
Zhang Xiu came to his senses and said, "No, I'm a little thirsty, but I don't have any money with me. I'm thinking of a way to drink tea without spending money."
Yang Jian's eyes twitched twice and he said, "Go in, I've brought the money."
Zhang Xiu showed a smile: "Then I'm not polite. Second cousin, you pay the bill this time. Master Daoji will come next time!"
Jigong shook his head when he heard this: "A monk can't even afford clothes, but he doesn't have money to treat guests."
Zhang Xiudao: "Master, don't be humble. With your superb cultivation, you can make a lot of money by carrying sacks at the dock for several months!"
Monk:"……"
Is the cultivation I have accumulated through ten lifetimes of practice used to carry sacks?
Jigong rolled his eyes and followed Zhang Xiu to the inn.
After ordering a few snacks and a pot of tea, Jigong grabbed a piece of shortbread and ate it without any image. The dregs of the shortbread splashed all over the table, making Yang Jian frown.
Just as he was about to sneer, suddenly, a middle-aged man with a thin face came into the backyard, leading five donkeys and tying them conveniently under the stable. He told the store clerk: "I want to stay in the hotel, and I will go out to do some errands first. I will be there soon." return."
Then he remembered something and asked again: "Don't give them water." After saying that, he went out.
The donkeys were irritated by the sun and kicked and screamed in the backyard.
When the shopkeeper saw them, he was afraid that they would disturb other customers, so he took them to the shade.
As soon as the donkey saw the water, it struggled to run over, and the shopkeeper let the donkey drink enough. In the blink of an eye, a donkey was seen rolling on the ground, causing dust to fly in the yard.
The shopkeeper was a little flustered. He stood there at a loss and kept saying, "What's wrong with this donkey? What should I do?"
A donkey is not cheap. If it dies in his shop, the customer will definitely ask him to pay for it.
And even if he buys the donkey, he can't sell the meat of the sick donkey to other customers. Wouldn't the money be thrown away in vain?
Zhang Xiu looked at the rolling donkey and felt a little unbearable. He said, "This donkey is sick. Do you think I should let it go or let it go?"
Yang Jian glanced at him sideways: "I don't have enough money to buy a donkey."
While the two were talking, the donkey rolling on the ground suddenly turned into a woman and stopped rolling with a look of pain on her face.
The shopkeeper was stunned by the scene in front of him. He stood there and didn't react for a long time.
Zhang Xiu and the other two people also came to the courtyard with surprised faces, looked at the woman on the ground, and looked at her carefully.
Yang Jian frowned slightly and said, "She's not a monster, she's a human."
Zhang Xiu asked: "Sister, how did you become a donkey?"
The woman opened her mouth in a panic, but her tongue was stiff and she couldn't speak at all.
Seeing this, Jigong put his hand into his clothes, kneaded a mud ball, and fed it into the woman's mouth.
After taking the mud pill, the woman retched and said in a trembling voice: "It was the demon who turned me into a donkey just now! He is coming back, take me and run away!"
Jigong suddenly realized and slapped his forehead, and said: "I remembered that in the past fifty years, a kind of witchcraft has been spread in the Jiangnan area. It is said that people can be turned into livestock, and the transformed livestock are exactly the same as the real ones, with completely different appearances. If you can't see any flaws, you are called a beast.
Those who were turned into livestock were either sold to work or sold to be slaughtered, and the caster made profit from this. I had only heard of it before, but this was the first time I had encountered it. "
Yang Jian said with a cold face: "He actually used such witchcraft to harm the world. This person deserves to be killed."
Listening to the conversation of several people, the shopkeeper turned pale with fright and said tremblingly: "Go and report to the official! I'm going to report to the official!"
Zhang Xiu smiled and said: "No need to bother, I am the official!"
As he spoke, he took out a token and waved it in front of the shopkeeper's eyes, "I am the prefect of Jinhua who is visiting privately incognito."
Then he pointed at Yang Jian and Jigong and introduced: "These two are my guards, San Dezi and Fayin."
Yang Jian:"……"
Monk:"……"
Why was my name changed when I went out to have tea?
And on your token, it says "Gong Xi Fa Cai"! !
The shopkeeper didn't seem to see the words on the token clearly. He breathed a long sigh of relief and quickly saluted Zhang Xiu: "Master, what should I do now?"
Zhang Xiudao: "Bring this woman into the guest room. I will send someone to take her home later. Leave the rest to me."
The shopkeeper had a backbone and was no longer afraid. He took the woman to the guest room, and then went to the counter with a normal expression to make plans.
After a while, the middle-aged man who left earlier came back with five sheep and tied them to the yard.
Just as he was about to enter the house, he suddenly found that one of the donkeys was missing. His expression changed and he shouted: "Sir, why is one of my donkeys missing?"
Zhang Xiu walked out of the hall with a smile on his face and said, "I want your donkey."
The middle-aged man looked at him and saw that he was wearing a gorgeous robe. He looked like a young master from a wealthy family. He put on a smile and said, "Young master, you have good taste. That donkey is the best one among the five. No matter what, Whether it's transportation or work, he is a good hand. Master, if you want it, just give me five taels of silver!"
Zhang Xiu's expression changed, and he said in a sinister tone: "Do you know how the last magistrate of Hangzhou died?"
The middle-aged man was stunned: "How did you die?"
Zhang Xiu sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I don't know either."
Middle-aged man: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Then you are talking nonsense!
Looking at the middle-aged man with a messy face, Zhang Xiu continued: "I eat watermelon on the street without paying for it. I want you a donkey. How dare you ask me for money? Sandezi, Fayin, let him know. , who has the final say in Qiantang County!"
Yang Jian and Jigong walked out from behind the door, each carrying a wooden stick and hitting the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at the two wooden sticks that were coming at him, feeling unavoidable for no reason. He stood there dumbly, his head badly beaten and bleeding.
Feeling the pain, he remembered to fight back. He covered his bleeding head and recited a spell.
Jigong smiled and said: "Is that a spell? I can do it, monk. I'll blast you!"
There was a loud bang, and a thunderbolt hit the middle-aged man's head.
The middle-aged man was instantly hit by the cold weather. He shivered and lay on the ground numbly, twitching.
Zhang Xiu's eyes glowed red, and he used the enchantment method to look through his memories, and his expression gradually became serious: "We have found the minions of the devil. The man calls himself the King of Merit, and the monster in front of him is his subordinate."
It's a bit late to write today. I'm working on the second update. It's going to be midnight when I write it. Let's get up and read it tomorrow morning~
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