"It's all those bald donkeys who are making my eldest sister suffer so much!"

"And the old bald donkey whose head was smashed just now almost broke Grandpa Mouse's head! The bald donkey is not a good person!"

Mancang cried loudly: "Master Hou, you have to make the decision for me!"

Jiang Zhou resisted the urge to dent its head and pulled out his legs in disgust: "What kind of bald donkey?"

Mancang gritted his teeth bitterly: "They are a group of evil monks who come from nowhere. Taking advantage of their large numbers, they bully my eldest sister and force her to collect food and young men for them. If they don't obey, they will be killed."

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"My eldest sister had no choice but to steal... and came to Zheng County to borrow one..."

As it spoke, its voice became smaller and smaller, obviously feeling guilty.

After all, no matter what the reason is, it is indeed stealing food and people.

The most important thing is that it sees Jiang Zhou's eyes becoming more and more dangerous.

Jiang Zhou looked as usual and said, "Why did you steal food? What happened to the people you kidnapped?"

Mancang was trembling, for fear that his head would fly off in the next moment.

He was frightened and said: "Master Hou! Those people are not dead! They are all alive and well!"

"Those bald donkeys just want to live. They want to open a sect, build a temple, and want people. They want a lot of people. They are absolutely reluctant to kill people!"

"Open a ancestral temple?"

Mancang nodded repeatedly: "It means opening a ancestral temple and establishing a temple. Lord Marquis, you don't know that because the King of Tang welcomed the Buddha, the monks had the right to sign an ultimatum and establish a temple. These bald donkeys went crazy trying to rob people."

"It doesn't matter where they come from or who they are, as long as they are men and have all their hands and feet, they are all taken away. Many of the victims who left their hometowns due to the drought are able to survive,"

"It's just that when there are more people, there will be more food. If you want to rob people, you must first have food. If there is food, there will be people."

"But these bald donkeys are all from outside. What kind of foundation do they have in this eastern land? We can only use some means. We, the lone monsters with no roots and no backing, are targeted by them."

"Catch us poor little monsters and force us to steal food and young people for them."

"Isn't that right? My eldest sister and I were caught by them like this."

As he spoke, Mancang stretched out one of his rat paws and brushed aside the rat hair, revealing the pink and tender skin.

There is a golden "Swastika" character spell on it.

Then he looked at Jiang Zhou pitifully, vaguely expecting something.

Jiang Zhou took one look and knew what it meant.

"I can't break this curse either."

The words he said made Mancang feel cold in his heart, and his face was filled with despair.

Jiang Zhou did not respond in vain.

Although he practiced both Buddhism and Taoism, he really didn't have much exposure to Buddhist magic and magical powers.

The spell cast on Fat Rat's hand was very clever and definitely not made by ordinary monks.

Mancang rushed over to hug his legs again and cried: "Master Hou, what should I do with Mancang? You can't just die without saving me. Mancang doesn't want to harm anyone, and Mancang doesn't want to die either!"

Jiang Zhou shook it hard, but couldn't shake it off.

He had no choice but to say: "You go back first. Whatever they ask you to do, as long as it doesn't harm anyone's life, just do it. After I finish the work, I will find a way to save you."

Fat Rat raised his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Really? You can't lie to me, Mr. Hou!"

Jiang Zhou sneered and said: "The fat on your body is the only one that is of some value. If I want to eat it, I can just roast you. Why did you lie to me?"

The fat rat immediately backed away with a swishing sound: "Master Hou, the meat in the warehouse is too spicy and not delicious!"

Jiang Zhou waved his hand and said, "Let's go quickly. I will go find you then."

Although this fat rat was unintentional and did not harm anyone, it did cause harm to Zheng County after all.

Jiang Zhou deliberately made him suffer a little.

As for the female rat spirit, it was not his turn to take action.

I'm afraid those people in the Buddhist sect won't let her go easily. If she's useful, then when she's no longer useful, they're afraid they'll have to slay the demons.

Mancang didn't know what Jiang Zhou was thinking, but he felt a faint chill and was really afraid of being roasted. He nodded repeatedly, jumped up with his plump body, plunged upside down into the ground, and disappeared with a swish.

Jiang Zhou stood there, thinking.

Welcome Buddha?

It seems that there is a rift between Li Er and Daomen.

For an emperor, especially a holy king with great ambitions, no matter whether it is Taoism, Buddhism or any other sect, it is a cancer.

It may have an irreplaceable role, but it will always lie on its body and constantly suck the blood of the empire.

Divine power and monarchy are naturally contradictory and cannot coexist unless one ascends to another, and one dominates at a time.

But who is superior and who is inferior? Who is superior and who is inferior?

Finding an ancestor for myself is already a must, and now I have to recognize another father, tsk tsk...

I was definitely pushed into a hurry.

But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with him, on the contrary, it has benefits.

It is best for Taoism and Buddhism to fight each other. The more fierce the fight, the more muddy the waters will be.

The more muddy the water, the easier it is to hide, and the safer he is.

It's best not to stop fighting for five hundred years, and let him finish the five hundred years peacefully.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhou suddenly became happy.

I looked at the color and it was already slightly bright.

Then he transformed into Dadamo again and went to the county capital.

None of the people who went to catch monsters last night came back. Instead, they found several mutilated corpses in the granary.

The county magistrate didn't know what was going on, and was afraid that the demon would not be satisfied with stealing food and would come to take revenge.

Already anxiously waiting, I was overjoyed to see Jiang Zhou return.

Jiang Zhou didn't see the old man in the sheepskin coat, so he knew that he probably failed to catch up with the female mouse. Even if he did catch up, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything to her.

But it would probably not be that easy for the female mouse to kill the old man.

The old man's skills were not weak, and he also had an iron hoe in his hand. He was quite extraordinary and not an ordinary monk.

Jiang Zhou comforted the county gentleman and said, "Don't worry, county gentleman. Although the monster escaped this time, it does not dare to attack again."

"The Poor Monk will be here to stay. If it dares to come again, there is no need to be afraid."

The county magistrate was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately invited Jiang Zhou into the mansion and worshiped him carefully.

Jiang Zhou had this intention and naturally agreed.

After that, the female mouse came again several times, but was frightened away by Jiang Zhou.

The county magistrate has great trust and respect for him, and he has already tried the magic of Zhanyang Shendan.

After only a few days of using Dango, his wife received good news.

Since then, he has treated Jiang Zhou as a distinguished guest, obeying his words and responding to all requests.

During these days when he was an uncle in Zheng County, Jiang Zhou never caused any trouble.

Just quietly staying in the county magistrate's house, studying and enlightening, it is peaceful and happy.

If it can stay like this, it will be exactly what he wants.

About three or two months later, Jiang Zhou heard some rumors.

It is said that a peasant boy got a wish-fulfilling bead and hung it at home. He sincerely visited it and prayed every day, and all his requests were answered.

Ask for gold and silver, and you will have gold and silver.

Seeking treatment, all diseases will disappear.

The farmer was also kind, and all the people who were sick in the countryside, who were close to him or who were walking around, would be cured if he took a bead to shine on them.

He did not refuse those who came from afar to seek treatment, nor did he take any money. He could not refuse those who offered gifts, so he accepted them and gave them to poor families in the village.

Sometimes when someone is unlucky and encounters disaster, he can only ask for it sincerely and politely. He will use beads to ask for some money, food and rice, and leave the person behind.

In just a few months, he gained a reputation as a great philanthropist, known far and wide.

This person is also straightforward and never lies or deceives others. When people ask him how he has such ability, he will say that it is the power of wish-fulfilling beads. When asked about the origin of the beads, he does not hide it and tells them honestly.

Such and such, all kinds of rumors, even a coward like Jiang Zhou knew about it.

After hearing the news, Jiang Zhou knew that his stable life was coming to an end.

At this time, the county magistrate invited him over and begged: "Master, the drought has been like a tiger recently and has become more and more severe. The county is really helpless, so we have to ask for help from the master..."

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Chapter completed!