"Total..."

The pimp cat jumped up onto the table next to him with a light leap, looking down at the big gray mouse on the ground.

Look from left to right, and look from right to left.

It seems to be counting.

But even the little fox on the ground might have counted how many mice there were, but it didn't count them all, so it had to raise its head and stare at Lin Jue.

"How many?"

It seems that Lin Jue is more honest than the third senior brother.

"Nine." Lin Jue said truthfully, "We will remember them for our fellow Taoists."

"I believe you too!"

Then he withdrew the soldiers and called in Yang Gong and others.

In addition to Yang Gong's family, several businessmen who went to Fuqiu Peak to invite them were also there. They were all shocked when they looked at the big gray mouse and the money on the ground. They didn't expect to find it.

"Mr. Yang, please take inventory at home first. If there are too many, they should belong to nearby neighbors. Please ask Mr. Yang to return them on your behalf. If there are any deficiencies, those spirits must have been secretly transported away. Yang Gong Mingjian, our Taoist priest at Fuqiu Temple

I will never hide it secretly." The third senior brother did not explain much, just to feel at ease, and did not bother too much. He did not return it to him, and then looked at several other rich people, "Let's go to the next one."

There were five people in total.

There are five households in total.

They happen to be distributed in several places in the city.

Judging from the meaning of the third senior brother, it should be that even after helping these five families solve the problem, if trouble has not come to their door, he will not give up - although Fuqiu Guan is a spiritual sect in the mountains, there are still some

The thought of eliminating harm for the people, even if the trouble never comes, if you continue, it is nothing more than continuing to eliminate harm for the people.

Gradually it became late at night and then early in the morning.

I passed through several houses.

The fellow Taoists at Scissor Peak didn't sleep, the businessman who lost his money didn't sleep, and Lin Jue and the third senior brother naturally didn't cry sleepy either.

It's getting daylight gradually.

The last merchant's home.

This time the mouse hole was in the corner of the house.

The third brother still asked the merchant to avoid it, closed the doors and windows, summoned the bean soldiers, and then stood guard at the entrance of the cave, asking the cat Taoist friends from Scissor Peak to go down and remove the rats and bring up the money.

Everything is the same as before.

Even after staying up all night, both of them looked a little tired. In addition, it felt like it was dawning, and the sounds of vendors selling goods, the hooves of horses and mules passing by, and the sound of wheels could be heard outside.

They were doing business in the city, and their house was next to a busy street. There were already a lot of people outside. Generally speaking, evil spirits would not come out at this time, so the two of them relaxed their vigilance.

One person was sitting on a chair, with his elbows on the armrests and his chin on his palms. The other person stretched his legs and tapped his hands on his legs.

Even the fox lay at Lin Jue's feet and narrowed his eyes.

But suddenly, for no reason, the fox's ears moved, and he immediately raised his head and looked out the window.

Some movement attracted its attention.

The next moment, I heard a sound of wind outside the window.

"Woo..."

It sounded like a blunt object breaking through the air.

There was only a snapping sound, and a stick suddenly broke through the window paper and got in through the window.

"What?"

The third senior brother's expression suddenly condensed. He was already drowsy, but he suddenly became energetic and stood up.

With a flick of his finger, two bean soldiers stepped forward.

Lin Jue also mentioned Pu Dao.

"Woooooooo..."

The stick entered the room and did not stop. Instead, it kept spinning and making a whining sound. It was circling around the room at a speed similar to that of a person waving or throwing it, but it never stopped.

Gradually from the front corner, he turned to the two of them.

Lin Jue observed carefully and did not act rashly.

It seemed that the stick had no target, and it seemed that it didn't know where the two of them were in the room, so it flew around looking for the target.

The bean soldier locked the stick.

Two sword lights flashed one after another!

I don't know how strong these bean soldiers are, or how sharp their knives are. With two knives, the solid wooden stick immediately broke into three pieces and fell to the ground.

Lin Jue came over with a knife and looked down.

But it was just an ordinary eyebrow-level stick, polished smooth, as if it was used for martial arts training in a martial arts school. Now it was cut into three pieces, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But it was wandering around in the room just now, as if there was something strange.

An invisible spirit?

Are you still in the house at this time?

"The sky and the earth are vast, and the heroic spirits here obey my orders! The spiritual light is like a wash, shining through the eternal darkness! When demons and ghosts come, don't hide your form and avoid the light! The yin and yang of the three realms, when my curse comes out, you will reveal your body!"

The voices of Lin Jue and Third Senior Brother sounded almost at the same time.

The two looked at each other, but did not stop.

After reciting the incantation, nothing happened in the room.

"It's not a spirit!" The third senior brother saw more and made the first judgment, "It's a kind of magic!"

"Spell?" Lin Jue looked down and saw a wooden stick with almost no lethality. He also made a judgment, "It seems this is a warning to us."

"It should be." The third senior brother agreed with him, "It is not easy to practice Taoism, and it is even more difficult to learn magic. Ordinary monks generally will not easily fight with others, let alone those who do not know the basics."

Two archers came to him with heavy steps.

As the third senior brother spoke, he reached out and pulled out a long knife from behind the archer.

"It's a pity that even if you steal, you still harm people in the city. Now that we, the Taoist cultivators, have seen it, how can we tolerate you?"

Lin Jue looked at him but couldn't help but be slightly startled.

I actually heard a bit of a Jianghu atmosphere.

"Junior brother, be careful." The third senior brother laughed loudly, and then shouted outside with a louder voice, "Fellow Taoist, show us some real skills!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, there was a crashing sound, and three wooden branches on the ground suddenly rolled up. Then they flew up one after another and started spinning again, but they flew straight towards the corner where the two of them were.

"Woooooooo..."

For a moment, the whole room was filled with the sound of breaking through the air.

At the same time, several soybeans flew out.

After landing he became a soldier.

Lin Jue saw the wooden stick spinning and flying in the air. Although it was still at the same speed as before, it had a sharp cut after being chopped off, and it seemed that its lethality had become even higher.

Two pieces were flying towards him.

The sticks danced in a circle.

In a hurry, Lin Jue dodged to the side to avoid a piece of wooden stick, then raised his sword and swung it upwards. With a bang, one stick flew away.

Doesn't seem to be very powerful?

Knowing this, Lin Jue lost most of his fear.

He was about to step forward, but the shield wielder was faster than him. He had already rushed forward and waved the shield in his hand.

"when!"

The wooden stick was knocked to the ground again.

Before he could fly up again while trembling, he was stepped on the ground by a soldier.

Of the remaining two pieces, one was grabbed directly by a soldier's hand, and the other was pressed against the wall with a shield. Although it kept shaking, it was impossible to break free.

The third senior brother took a few steps up, grabbed the wooden sticks, and stretched out his hand a little, and the wooden sticks stopped moving.

"What kind of spell is this?"

"Object-controlling magic?"

Lin Jue thought so in his heart.

But the door creaked.

Thinking that a monster was coming, Lin Jue turned around like lightning, but the businessman heard the noise and came over to check, probably thinking that they had caught the monster.
To be continued...