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Li Xuan remained calm. He had already seen that this was a flaming ghost with a violent personality, strong attack power, and a rebellious mentality. He might escape at some point.

To deal with such strange creatures, one must show great strength.

Li Xuan opened his five fingers, and a purple brilliance of shadow spiritual power bloomed in his palm, like a beautiful blooming flower in the night.

Ghosts feed on the spiritual power of shadows, and Li Xuan clearly told him: follow me and you will have food.

"Zhizhi..." The ghost danced and looked very happy.

He clumsily pressed his hand on the talisman paper. Every time he pressed it, the talisman paper would glow with a gray-white light, and the dancing words on it would gradually solidify, engraved on the paper like a relief.

When the ghost sealed all three handprints, the six patterns moved again.

The cracks in the shadow space slowly closed, and the roars of ghosts and demons could no longer be heard, and then the shadow space disappeared.

One talisman paper belongs to Li Xuan, one belongs to the ghost, and the other one automatically burns and turns into ashes. This means that the ghost has become Li Xuan's servant. Li Xuan needs to provide him with food. Which party will break the agreement?

Be swallowed up by the opponent.

"Very good, from today on, you are my servant. As long as you are obedient and work hard, I will not treat you badly," Li Xuan said.

The ghost walked up to Li Xuan very docilely and screamed, expressing his loyalty.

Li Xuan opened his palm and pouted at the ghost, who immediately jumped onto his palm.

Li Xuan released a little shadow spiritual power, and the ghost opened its mouth wide and greedily devoured it.

Soon his belly became round and round, and after he was full, he became more docile.

These creatures are like this. They bully the weak at will and obey the strong. They bully the weak and fear the strong.

"Starting tomorrow, you will be responsible for collecting medicine for me. I will start practicing seriously." Li Xuan patted the ghost's head, as if he was taming a dog.

In the next few months, the herb collectors in Vanilla Village accidentally saw a strange green creature. The guy looked weird and came from like electricity, which caused many rumors.

No one knew that it was the helper Li Xuan summoned. With the help of ghosts, he could spare a lot of time to practice magical powers.

At the end of summer, with a refreshing breeze, Li Yong and Zhao Dazhuang were sitting under the shade of a big tree at the entrance of the village, gambling and drinking with the most popular dice game in Yueying World.

Li Xuan was dragged by his father to be the referee. He looked boredly at the clouds in the sky that sometimes turned into the shape of rabbits and then turned into the shapes of galloping horses. He was thinking about the recent progress in his cultivation.

"Li Xuan, aren't my scores enough?" Zhao Dazhuang's loud voice rang out.

Li Xuan glanced at the score on the ground, shook his finger at Zhao Dazhuang and said: "Uncle Dazhuang, you can't catch up, so you should admit defeat. My dad is the most kind, and you lose half if you surrender."

Zhao Dazhuang laughed and scolded: "Li Yong, your son's bragging problem must be inherited from you. Let me throw a leopard and let you go home and be scolded by your wife."

As he spoke, he spit into the palm of his hand, grabbed three animal bone dice with concentration, and was about to throw them into the bowl of the ocean.

At this moment, the sound of a bell was heard not far away, causing the three of them to look towards the entrance of the village.

I saw two short donkeys slowly appearing on the mountain road. There were two people sitting on the donkeys. One of them, Da Xia, also wore a black cloak, covering his whole body in it, which looked very strange.

The donkey was getting closer and closer. Li Yong squinted his eyes and looked at it and said, "It seems to be the housekeeper Xue Qiang of the Xue family. Why did he come to the village?"

The two donkeys soon arrived at the entrance of the village. The steward sitting on the donkey shouted to Li Xuan: "Child, go and find your village chief. He said that the steward Xue Qiang of the Xue family has brought a distinguished guest to the door, and asked him to prepare a meal."

Let’s have a drink and entertain you.”

Li Xuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, but Li Yong and Zhao Dazhuang walked over and saluted Xue Qiang.

Vanilla Village is part of the Xue family's territory, and taxes must be paid every year. Xue Qiang collects taxes all year round, and is a big shot that cannot be offended in the eyes of the villagers.

"Steward Xue Qiang, which gust of wind brought you to our small village." Li Yong looked very rough, but he was quite steady in his dealings. He knew that Xue Qiang could not be offended, so he greeted Li Xuan warmly while

He winked.

His father was destined, so Li Xuan reluctantly went to invite Huang Feng.

Huang Feng was also a little suspicious when he heard that Xue Qiang was coming.

"It's strange, taxes are paid at the end of autumn, and it's only the end of summer. What is he doing here?" Huang Feng muttered, while asking his wife to kill chickens for cooking.

"Grandpa, your chickens are still laying eggs. It would be a pity to kill them." Li Xuan felt a little sorry when he saw that the poor old hen was going to be cooked.

Back on Earth, Li Xuan was used to living a life of luxury and lust, but for more than ten years in this life, he was used to living in a small mountain village.

He knew the situation in the village well. Unless it was a major festival or there were many distinguished guests, few people would be willing to kill chickens and eat meat.

Huang Feng shrugged: "I can't help it. Xue Qiang is a popular person under Xue Dahu. If he doesn't treat him well and says bad things about our village when he goes back, he might give us a tax increase next year."

Li Xuan was noncommittal. Although he had changed most of his unruly and arrogant personality, he was still a monk at heart who refused to abide by any rules.

He thought to himself: If the Xue family dares to raise taxes, I will make them look good.

Thinking back on it, he still wanted to live a low-key life for the time being.

Since he hated flattering Xue Qiang, he stayed to help Huang Feng's wife cook.

Not long after, Huang Feng brought Xue Qiang and the merchant back. Not only did they entertain them with good wine and food, but they also had to eat good fodder for the two donkeys.

Li Xuan was cutting grass in the yard when he heard the conversation between Xue Qiang and Huang Feng, and the content attracted his attention.

"Village Chief Huang Feng, I have brought a good deal to your village this time. This is Mr. Lu Hong, a barbarian craftsman."

"Barbarian craftsman?" Huang Feng was surprised. Li Yong and Zhao Dazhuang, who were accompanying him, also looked at the guest who was wrapped in a cloak with great interest.

If you look carefully, you can see that this guest is tall, but no one thinks of him as a barbarian.

"Hello, my name is Lu Hong." The mysterious guest lifted off his cloak and revealed his true face. He was indeed a barbarian with a very tall build and a red beard.

"It turns out he is a barbarian craftsman. How rude." Huang Feng said hurriedly.

In their minds, the barbarians were all skilled craftsmen, and many of the luxury appliances used by the nobles were made by the barbarians.

The most famous products of the barbarians are various weapons. Monks from all major countries in the Moon Shadow Realm are proud to own weapons made by the barbarians.

Therefore, the barbarians have a high social status. Many monk families specialize in supporting barbarian craftsmen and create various exquisite and powerful weapons for them.

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