Chapter 1918: Inviting Monks

Find a Taoist monk? That's a good idea!

The villagers all thought it was appropriate, after all, demons and ghosts were originally under the control of those monks.

But who would pay for the monks?

Although there were also righteous monks who were brave and righteous and only wanted to kill demons and eliminate evil, in fact, most monks still needed to be paid before they would be willing to help.

"Logically speaking, this matter has the most to do with Shunzi, so he should pay..." Qian Xiulan thought for a while, "But everyone knows the situation of his family, and there is a burden recently, so he may not be full even if he eats..."

Chu Daya nodded desperately. She didn't want Niu Shun to pay. In fact, the family didn't have much money, and the two of them could only eat half full.

Niu Shun thought in his heart, I have the treasure given by my mother in a dream, so it's nothing to hire a monk. But it can't be known to others at the moment, otherwise the money will be tempting, who knows if the villagers will rob it at that time? I must do what I thought before, secretly transport the treasure out, and then let the villagers think that I earned it.

Compared to the unexpected wealth, the villagers are unlikely to come to you to rob you of the money you earn. If you leave it in the maze on the mountain and don't take it back, others will think it is an ownerless thing, and robbing it is considered a skill.

When did I get so smart that I could think of these things? I always feel that it is both real and unreal, and I can't figure out the situation.

"Who will pay for the money to hire people?" A villager asked loudly.

"This is our village's business, and everyone should work together!" The village chief stood up, "In this way, those with more difficult families will forget it, and those who are a little better off will contribute..."

"Why?!" Several villagers who live relatively well were dissatisfied, "We won't pay!"

"Yes! Why should we pay?"

"This money can't be given!"

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"Do you want money or life? What if it's really a monster that harms people..." The village chief was a little anxious.

"We can't pay alone!!"

"Do you want the poor people to sell their pots and iron? They can't live?" The village chief turned around and shouted unsatisfiedly.

"Don't we want to live?" Those who had a little money shouted, not buying it at all.

There was no other way, the village chief had to persuade each family one by one. There were a few families who were willing, but seeing that others were unwilling to give in, they didn't want to suffer alone, so they stood aside and said nothing.

Later, Yang Jie couldn't stand it anymore and stood up: "Okay, okay, what's the big deal? For a small profit, you don't even want your life? Village chief, I'll pay for it. Go to the county to invite a monk before dawn, don't delay! I don't want anything to happen when I'm reading at night. Yang Lian, give me the money!"

"Okay, okay! Master Yang is still generous." The village chief turned around and glared at the villagers who refused to cooperate, thinking to himself, what time is it, you are still only concerned about yourselves.

Yang Lian, the incarnation of Jia Zhengjin, came over, took out the purse of Young Master Yang Jie, and took out a small piece of silver from it: "Is this enough?"

"Enough, enough!" The village chief's eyes lit up, "It won't take so much to ask ordinary Taoist monks to chant sutras."

"If you want to invite, please invite better monks, not those who can only chant sutras." Yang Jie said, "If you can solve this matter, come to my house at any time if you don't have enough money."

"Your words are enough!" The village chief took the silver,

"Young Master Yang, I promise that you will not be disturbed tonight."

"I hope so." Yang Jie nodded calmly.

"Who will go to the county to find a monk?" Niu Bao asked.

The village chief turned around and looked around, pointing to Da Liu and Qian Xiulan and his wife: "Da Liu, Xiulan, your family has a bullock cart, and you are going to the county to sell prey, which is just on the way. Let you two go?"

"Why? Doesn't the old Zhu family also have a bullock cart?" Qian Xiulan was reluctant.

"Okay, okay, it's just a matter of convenience." Da Liu was easy to talk to, and took the silver. "Leave it to Xiulan and me, and make sure to bring the monk back as quickly as possible."

"Then I'll trouble you!" The village chief was relieved, "Don't delay, go now!"

"Okay!" Da Liu nodded and called his wife, "Why are you still standing there? Let's go to the county!"

What else can Qian Xiulan do after her husband said so? Although she was not very happy, she could only follow him in the end.

"Okay! When something like this happens, we must be more cautious." The village chief looked around and looked at the villagers who stayed around him. "There has never been any supernatural incident in our Niulan Village, but now there are several sudden incidents, which is worrying. To be on the safe side, everyone should not go up the mountain or work in the fields today, stay at home honestly, and hurry up to go to the county, go with Da Liu and others, and try not to be alone. We don't know what will happen, and we will talk about it after the monks come to see it."

The village chief's decision was correct, and no one knew what strange events would happen.

What if the villagers go up the mountain or go to the fields and have bad luck and encounter ghosts that kill people? Isn't it unfair?

In fact, apart from blacksmiths, carpenters, and woodcutters like Niu Shun, most villagers rely on farming for their livelihood, and occasionally not going to the fields for a day will not have much impact.

The blacksmiths and carpenters also stayed at home, but Niu Shun, the woodcutter, was unlucky. He would have no money if he didn't chop wood. After all, no one knew that he had the treasure in the maze.

The village chief was thoughtful: "Shunzi, take this child to my house for dinner today, and don't chop wood for the time being!"

Niu Shun looked at Niu Xi depressedly, and the two looked at each other and nodded to each other.

Originally, we planned to continue to the maze to get treasures, but now the situation is special, so it’s okay to postpone it for a day.

“Nothing else, right? Then I have to go back to school.” Yang Jie said to the village chief.

“Okay! Thank you for troubling Master Yang.” The village chief responded quickly. The Yang family is rich now, very rich. Originally, they moved to the county and only came back during the holidays. This time Yang Jie came back, and it seems that he will stay here permanently. If we build a good relationship, with the financial resources of the Yang family, we can do a lot of things for the village. Of course, we have to be polite to him.

“Then Brother Wang, I’ll go back first!” Yang Jie turned to Wang Xu and bowed.

Wang Xu bowed back and watched Yang Jie and his servants turn around and walk towards the old house.

Yang Lian, transformed by Jia Zhengjin, followed behind Yang Jie, recalling the villagers he had just observed while walking. A few of them were more suspicious, and they thought they might be transformed by Yue Lang or other people in the Four Heavenly Palaces, and they didn’t seem to reveal too many flaws.

However, Liu's wife, Qian Xiulan, who used to tease Niu Shun, was relatively positive today. Also, when she was talking, her eyes looked around and met his several times. The probability, which was not too high, increased a lot.

It seems that we should pay attention to Qian Xiulan. There is a possibility that she is Yue Lang.

Also, why most of the supernatural events are directed at Chu Daya, we have to figure it out. Because we cannot rule out the possibility that Chu Daya is Yue Lang, even if the probability is not high...

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