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Chapter 3 What kind of vengeance can a little Taoist have?

Jiang Chou felt like he was waving the broom and hitting a ball of cotton, and he didn't feel any hindrance at all.

A little soft.

The glimmer of light was as fluffy and exploding as cotton candy. When I looked again, where was the shadow of Yang Ke in front of me?

Jiang Chou's pupils shrank slightly.

Where are people?

You won't be beaten to death by yourself, right?

Impossible! Yang Ke was an outstanding disciple of the Zhongtong Sect. How could he be beaten to death by a broomstick by someone like him who had no cultivation skills?

That leaves only one explanation.

Yang Ke used magical Taoist magic to teleport!

The speed was so fast that I couldn't even see his movements.

Jiang Chou looked around, and the only sound in the backyard was the sound of paper money blowing on the ground in the breeze.

did not find.

Jiang Chou became more and more frightened. The other party's cultivation level was really high, and the teleportation range was much larger than this small backyard, so he couldn't find the other party at all.

However, no matter what, this matter is probably far from over.

When Zhongtongmen came to visit again, Jiang Chou still had to move away.

The other party is from the Zhongtong Sect, how can he fight against it?

He bent down to pick up the old Taoist priest's spiritual tablet, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, stared at the writing on it and murmured: "Really, why can't I hold it back...Old man, if I have any shortcomings because of this matter,

After you get down there, all your paper money will belong to me."



Although it was not clear why Yang Ke used such a powerful trick as teleportation against a helpless little Taoist like himself, this did not prevent Jiang Chou from feeling solemn.

However, the solemnity has returned to the solemnity. After such a fuss, the time has come to Chen hour, and it is time to open the gate to welcome guests.

Jiang Chou frowned lightly, opened the door, swept the fallen leaves in the front yard, and lit the candles in front of the statue of Sanqing.

While lighting the candles, he suddenly thought that Yang Ke had just snatched two of his candles, and also thought that he would definitely not be able to take away the paper money for so many candles. Could he keep it for the people of Zhongtong Sect?

"dream!"

Jiang Chou's handsome face darkened instantly. He pursed his lips and walked to the candle pile. The corners of his eyes twitched as he took a deep breath slowly.

Then, he placed all the candles one by one throughout the inner hall, in front of the statues, behind the statues, on the incense racks, on the window sills, and even on the ground!

There is not even a place to set foot in the entire main hall.

Then light them one by one.

Hundreds of candlelights burned in broad daylight, like the surface of a pond made of flames, sparkling.

Jiang Chou's face was horribly gloomy, and his eyes were a little red.

"No one can take advantage of me!"

He almost said this through gritted teeth, shook his head and walked towards the backyard.

If you can't take the paper money with you, just burn it all to the old man.

"Old man, after burning this time, you will never have the shame to ask me for paper money again in this life!"

Jiang Chou wiped his face and looked sad.

Just when he was about to burn the paper money, there was suddenly another sound of footsteps in the front yard.

Jiang Chou's heart skipped a beat, Yang Ke came back so soon?

However, before he could think about it anymore, a hurried roar came from the front yard.

"It's on fire! It's on fire!"

"Director Xiaojiang? Director Xiaojiang, are you in there!?"

This voice... is Chu Banshan, the chief police officer from Qinghe County at the foot of the mountain?

Why did he come? Is there another case about demons in Qinghe County?

Otherwise, how could this fat, middle-aged, lustful head catcher come to a place as simple and bitter as Xiaoqingguan?

When Jiang Chou came to the main hall, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a headhunter's mysterious robe, a bonnet hat, and a standard black sheath sword at his waist standing at the door of the main hall, looking inward with his feet up.

His two hairy hands held the belt on both sides, and the front of the belt was almost invisible because of his protruding belly.

"Director Xiao Jiang, it turns out you are here." Seeing Jiang Chou, Chu Banshan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

Jiang Chou walked around the candles in the hall and walked to the front of the hall. He looked at Chu Banshan and asked calmly: "Chu Captou came to Xiaoqingguan, has something happened in the county again?"

At this moment, Jiang Chou turned his back to the entire hall, and countless candles in the hall were burning in the wind.

Standing at Chu Banshan, these candles seemed to be burning on Jiang Chou's shoulders and the back of his head. The light of the fire made the young Taoist priest in front of him extremely solemn and solemn, especially those calm and bright eyes, like an immortal king in the dust.

Chu Banshan's expression was slightly in a trance, and he subconsciously had the idea of ​​prostrating. Then he came back to his senses and wondered why he was in a trance every time since it was not the first time he met Taoist Xiao Jiang.

He lowered his head slightly and said to Jiang Chou: "Chief Xiao Jiang knows that something evil has indeed happened in the county."

Master Chu Banshan and Jiang Chou were both semi-acquaintances, and they immediately briefly explained the matter.

Something strange happened in Qinghe County these days!

In recent days, a total of seven babies have been born in Qinghe County, but what is shocking is that none of these babies survived more than three days!

Even if someone is staying by the baby's side, in the blink of an eye, the originally rosy-faced baby will become stiff and blue, and all of them will die. In some cases, the baby will even disappear entirely, leaving only an empty baby.

of swaddling.

"Um?"

Jiang Chou frowned. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing, and it didn't sound like it was done by a mortal.

"After some investigation, I suspected that it was caused by monsters, so I wanted to trouble Taoist Xiaojiang to go there tonight." Chu Banshan said.

Jiang Chou did not agree immediately. Not to mention whether the monster would be too powerful and beyond his ability, he said that he was in a situation where he could not protect himself. If he went down the mountain, would he be able to come back?

But he couldn't bear to watch the baby at the foot of the mountain being brutally murdered.

"Do you have concerns, Director Xiao Jiang?" Chu Banshan has been a master for half his life. He saw Jiang Chou's hesitation at a glance, took a step forward and lowered his voice, "When I just went up the mountain, I seemed to see people from the Zhongtong Sect...

…”

The relationship between Zhongtongmen and Xiaoqingguan was naturally known to Chu Banshan, who was the county’s head catcher.

"Does Chu Captou know about Zhongtong Sect?" Jiang Chou's eyes lit up and he asked without hiding anything.

Neither Jiang Chou nor the old Taoist priest who drove Hexi were serious Taoist priests. They only knew that Zhongtong Sect was a superior sect and must be much stronger than Xiao Qingguan, but they knew nothing about the others.

"I can't say I know much about it, but after all, it is the largest sect in our Qinghe County and neighboring Pingyang County. I still know the basic information."

"Zhongtong Sect, a ninth-grade sect, is located on the outskirts of Qinghe County and Pingyang County. There are three affiliated sects in total. The leader is said to be a practitioner at the Foundation Establishment Realm and has more than a dozen Qi Refining monks under his sect.

"

"Refining Qi...Building foundation..." Jiang Chou nodded while listening.

Refining qi, building foundation, and forming pills are the first three realms of cultivation in this world. Jiang Chou has not even reached qi refining, so naturally he doesn't care about the following realms.

Now that we know the approximate strength of the Zhongtong Sect, although it is not as powerful as Jiang Chou imagined before, with the ability to form pills flying all over the sky, there is no way he can resist a dozen Qi Refining monks and a foundation-building master.

For a family above and below the poverty line, what is the difference between a millionaire and a billionaire?

They are all existences that need to be looked up to.

"I heard that the Zhongtong Sect seemed to have asked Magistrate Pei to sign some documents in the past two days. Could Taoist Master Xiao Jiang's worries be related to this matter?" Chu Banshan asked.

Jiang Chou nodded and said, "They paid one thousand taels for my land deed."

"One thousand taels? Xiaoqingguan land deed?!" Chu Banshan's expression changed and he said angrily, "What's the difference between this and robbery?"

Jiang Chou smiled: "That's what I said too."

Chu Banshan sighed, glanced at Jiang Chou and said, "If this is the case, I won't be able to help Director Xiao Jiang."

"Since Taoist Master Xiaojiang can't protect himself, I won't bother you. Regarding the monsters, I'll go to the monks from Bai Yujing in the imperial court. After all, catching monsters is also their duty."

Chu Banshan cupped his fists and raised his hands to Jiang Chou, with a little helplessness and pity in his eyes, and turned around and left quickly.

Xiao Qingguan is a very good mentor and disciple. They only accept money and don’t take credit for their achievements. Shouldn’t they be able to come here again in the future...

Chu Banshan felt a little irritable when he thought of going to Bai Yujing to seek help from those high-minded court monks when encountering similar cases in the future.

"Chu Captou, please stay."

Behind him, Jiang Chou suddenly called Chu Banshan.

Chu Banshan turned around and saw the otherworldly Jiang Chou in the firelight. He bowed gently to him and asked gently:

"I wonder if there is a rubbing of the "Zongmen Subsidiary Contract" in the Yamen?"
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