Chapter 804 Monk Daoming Dead?

It wasn't until the eastern sky was white that Qin Shaoyou made the mandarin duck pot smaller and put it in his carry-on bag.

The mandarin duck pot is considered a magic weapon of space, even if it is turned upside down, the soup inside will not spill out at all.

Qin Shaoyou had been guarding the gate of the village to cook hot pot all night, and all the evil spirits who would spy on the village were sucked into the pot and refined into a part of the soup base.

In addition to cooking the soup base, Qin Shaoyou cooked the hot pot all night for another purpose, which was to establish his prestige.

He wanted those evil spirits who were hiding in the dark and peeping from afar to remember what happened tonight, and to fear this village from the bottom of their hearts.

Only in this way, after they left, Xie Chong dared not approach the village easily.

In this way, together with Su Tingyu, Tuhuang, and the magic circle once set up by them, they can effectively protect the safety of the villagers here, and prevent the tragedy of evil monsters and ghosts massacring people in the village from happening again here.

Qin Shaoyou's abilities are limited, but it's always good to be able to save one more life.

Monk Daoming stayed in this village last night, and now he came out of one of the houses yawning.

Seeing Qin Shaoyou, he hastily clasped his hands together and saluted, and asked, "My lord, have you been up all night?"

Qin Shaoyou moved his muscles and bones, punched and kicked his legs, and there seemed to be thunder rumbling, and said with a smile: "I am a martial arts practitioner, with strong blood and energy, and it doesn't matter if I don't sleep all night. But you, Monk Daoming , I wonder if you slept well last night?"

His condition is indeed very good, in addition to being full of blood and energy, it is also related to the hot pot that has been cooking all night.

Now, Qin Shaoyou just feels full of energy, wishing he could find someone to fight with.

Monk Daoming said sincerely: "Amitabha, thanks to the blessings of all adults, last night was the most sound and peaceful sleep I have had in these days."

"That's good."

Qin Shaoyou nodded, looked at the emissaries in red who woke up one after another and began to pack their bags, and said, "It's already dawn, we should set off on the road, where are you going? Do you want to send some brothers to see you off?"

Monk Daoming first thanked me, then shook his head and declined politely: "My lords, let's gather our strengths to do more important things. There is no need to waste manpower and material resources on me. The ghosts will not harm me, and bandits look down on me. I will not be in any danger. Even if I am really in danger, it should be a fate."

"You know we have important things to do?"

Qin Shaoyou frowned slightly.

Monk Daoming said with a smile: "Although I'm not a practitioner, I can tell that the strength of your lords is very good. You can kill evil spirits with just a single shot. Let alone resist, they don't even have the strength to struggle and escape. It is obviously not an ordinary night watchman, so the task you are going to perform must also be unusual."

It turned out to be like this.

Qin Shaoyou thought that the monk was still very smart. After thinking about it, he said: "Well, I will ask the Taoist priest of the Jade Emperor Temple to give you some amulets. With these amulets, even if you are really in danger, you can still be safe." Protect yourself and save your life."

This time, Monk Daoming did not refuse, and thanked him with folded hands.

Qin Shaoyou called for Tuhuang and asked him to give Monk Daoming some amulets.

Monk Daoming was only willing to take one, and said: "Thank you, Brother Tuhuang, just give me one, and please distribute the others to the villagers here."

Tu Huang didn't do as he said, but directly stuffed a stack of amulets into his hand.

"Brother Daoming, just take it, don't worry about the villagers here, I have drawn a lot of amulets, enough to distribute to them."

Hearing this, Monk Daoming didn't refuse just now, took the amulet, put it close to his body carefully, and then thanked Tuhuang and Qin Shaoyou again.

After Tuhuang distributed the amulets to the villagers one by one, Zhu Xiucai, Monk Ma and others also packed their equipment and bags and fed the horses. It was time to continue on their way.

Qin Shaoyou got on his horse and cupped his hands towards Monk Daoming.

"Monk Daoming, let's leave now, and I hope to see you again in the future. By the way, when order is restored here in Xinglong Mansion, you can go to the Luohan Temple in Luocheng. The monks there should welcome you very much and let you have a Good practice."

Monk Daoming clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, thank you for your guidance. The poor monk will chant sutras day and night for you and pray for blessings. I also wish you all the best for your trip."

"I accept your good words." Qin Shaoyou said with a smile.

Qin Qiaoer also got on the horse, bowed her hands to Monk Daoming, and said "Treasure".

Soon, the two led the team out of the village.

The villagers in the village are full of reluctance to leave Qin Shaoyou and others, but they also know that they cannot stay. Fortunately, the wall of the village has been repaired, and a new magic circle has been set up in the village. With the amulet, the villagers can also A lot of peace of mind.

"I should be on my way too."

After watching Qin Shaoyou and others go away, Monk Daoming bid farewell to the villagers, pushed up the cart full of ashes, and said, "Let's go home." Township burial.

Soon it was night again.

Qin Shaoyou and the others found a destroyed village.

Outside the village, there is a new mound. Su Jianqing went in to have a look, and came out and said: "It's a grave, and there are many mutilated corpses buried in it."

Needless to say, Monk Daoming must have come to this village to save the victims here and bury them.

After discussing with Sixth Sister, Qin Shaoyou said, "Let's rest here tonight, and see if we can attract some evil spirits to avenge the innocent people who died."

"it is good."

Everyone responded with a bang.

If it can attract evil spirits, will it be possible to cook hot pot again like last night?

Although I ate red soup and spicy pot, my buttocks were burning and hurt the next day, as if I was about to breathe fire, but the effect and taste are still unforgettable.

Besides, even if you can't eat hot red soup, isn't there a clear soup pot full of umami?

Just when everyone was full of energy and was about to set up traps around the ruins of the village to attract vegetables... no, to attract evil spirits to the door, a ghost appeared in front of everyone.

Mr. Gunshan is overjoyed, this is a meritorious deed sent to the door on his own initiative.

He was about to raise his bear's paw immediately, and take this ghostly shadow to death.

"stop!"

A wave of blood suddenly entangled him, preventing his slap from falling.

At the same time, Qin Shaoyou's voice also rang out.

"Don't be in a hurry. This ghost has no evil energy on it. It's not evil. Be careful to scatter it. If you don't earn any merit, you will also get into trouble with bad karma."

Hearing this, Mr. Gunshan couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly put away his bear's paws, grateful to Qin Shaoyou in his heart.

The ghost didn't know that he had escaped a catastrophe. He opened his mouth and babbled to the crowd, looking very anxious.

Maybe it's because it's just a ghost and its strength is weak, so what it speaks is not human language, but ghost language.

Fortunately, both Su Jianqing and Qiu Rong were able to act as translators, so they quickly relayed what the ghost said to everyone:

"It said, Monk Daoming... is dead?!"

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