Chapter 162: Bandits Raising Money for Travel "Oh, my good men! Don't be impatient and angry!" The third brother walked forward with a smile and said in a very friendly tone: "I know that you are brave enough to fight and kill. Look, there are bones of those who have passed by buried on the ground. But I am not lying to you. We really didn't bring much money with us this time. At most, it is only enough for the travel expenses for the next few days. We are still worried about money. If you need money, we don't have any." Seeing that the thief was about to get angry, he changed the subject: "But I have something else that I can show you, my good men." "what?" The third senior brother was the only one among the many Taoists who was empty-handed and didn't even hold a stick. The many thieves were the least wary of him, and when they heard what he said, they all frowned and looked at him. “That’s it.” The third brother put his hand into his sleeve, and when he took it out, there was a handful of beans in his hand, which he handed to the leading bandit. The overall color of the beans is yellowish. When thieves who are far away see them, they think they are golden beans. When thieves who are close see them, they realize they are just ordinary yellow soybeans. But when they take a closer look, they don't even look like yellow soybeans.

"What is this?" "treasure." "What treasure?" "We'll know when it spills." The third brother said with a smile, "Remind the brave men holding bows in the forest not to be startled. If they accidentally let go of the bowstring, our brothers will not be able to withstand the attack." After saying that, he grabbed a handful of beans and scattered them into the sky. All the beans flew up at once, and grew bigger as soon as they left the hands. They turned into groups of soldiers in the air, which fell down one by one, making dull sounds all around. The whole process was like divine soldiers descending from the sky. In an instant, more than thirty soldiers appeared around. "hiss!" All of these armored soldiers were tall and strong, wearing armor and helmets. Some of them held long swords, some held spears, some held shields, and some held bows and arrows. Their faces were all painted with bright red oil paint, just like the legendary heavenly soldiers and generals. The many thieves were frightened when they saw them. With a loud bang, several knife-wielding thieves retreated one after another. The archer in the forest was also startled and almost missed his arrow. Then a leader stepped forward, put away his sword and bowed: "I didn't know the gods and immortals had arrived. I'm sorry for offending you! I'm just asking for a meal, please forgive me, gods and immortals!" "Begging for food? You have killed many people to get this food." The third brother said with a smile. "It's all the world's fault. It's a helpless act." "Haha, I know, I know." The third brother glanced at his fellow disciples, then glanced at the archers in the distant woods, smiled and bowed, "We met by chance, and it's fate that we met and it's gone in a flash. So, we brothers won't delay your business this time. See you later." "See you later, see you later." At this time, the two leading bandits, whether they were playing the good cop or the bad cop, both looked respectful and saw them off. The sound of donkey bells in the mountains rang out again. A group of Taoists slowly left here.

Many bandits breathed a sigh of relief. But they didn't notice that there were falcons circling in the sky and a pack of wolves following in the distance. The fox also looked back every few steps. The third senior brother didn’t say anything, but Lin Jue already knew that he was going back to find them. It was just that there were some archers hiding in the forest at that time, and Third Senior Brother took these archers into consideration, so he did not turn hostile immediately. What the elder brother said makes sense—— Although they are cultivators, since they have not achieved true enlightenment, they will always remain mortal bodies. Many of their fellow disciples have not practiced the methods of training their bodies to be indestructible and defend against knives and swords. They will still be hurt if shot by arrows, they will still bleed if cut by swords, and they will still die if their heads are cut off. That is why, looking through history, there are so many masters who are capable of Taoism and magic but are still afraid of the government and avoid the army. Even Lin Jue, who had learned the fossilization method, was afraid of hidden attacks if he could not use his magic in a hurry. When dealing with people in the underworld, one must be cautious. Sure enough, they had not walked far when it started to get dark. Because the weather was good today and there was no need to worry about rain, the brothers found a sheltered and flat place in the mountains to spend the night. "Hey, Lao Er, why did you bring so many things? I didn't want to move anything in the first place, but I didn't expect to come up empty-handed and have to carry your boxes for you." The third brother put down the second brother's box, shook his neck twice, and said to them: "You guys clean up here first and cook the food, I'll go back and talk to them. The world is already miserable, and these thieves are still here, robbing people, killing people and stealing money. I am doing this to get rid of this evil for the people today. Maybe I can get some money to repair the Taoist temple, and I can even buy a cart with some money. It can be considered as a good deed for them." "Senior brother, I'll go with you." Lin Jue stood up with his sword in hand. "Don't go. Killing people is different from exorcising demons. It's disgusting to watch." The third brother said to him casually. His thoughts were more complicated. He just said, "You still have to cook. If your hands are stained with blood, we won't be able to eat." "Then be careful." Lin Jue was not worried about him. Third Senior Brother has dozens of bean soldiers, not to mention the bean soldiers that have been trained. Even if he finds dozens of brave and strong men at the foot of the mountain, puts on armor, it would be more than enough to wipe out the bandits of about a hundred people. This is the ability of the third senior brother. "I'm too lazy to walk, so I'll lend you my paper donkey." The third brother said, "Fourth brother, ask your bird to show me the way." "it is good." One handed out a paper donkey, and the other summoned a falcon. The Taoist with a wine gourd tied around his waist rode away on a donkey, his figure gradually moving away on the mountain road. The remaining few people picked up stones from the dead grass and fallen leaves and arranged them into a large square. Then he put down his bag and took out the utensils for cooking. The second brother went to pick some wild vegetables, the seventh brother took a fishing rod to the river to fish, the younger sister chopped stones on the spot to build a simple stove, and the other brothers went to the forest to pick up some firewood. The younger sister took out the seasonings and placed them in a convenient place for Lin Jue. A fire was lit along the mountain road and a small pot was set up. Soon there was a commotion in the forest, and two wolves came out carrying a bamboo rat and a pheasant. A clouded leopard as big as a leopard came over dragging a muntjac. Seventh Senior Brother also came back from the river, staggeringly carrying a string of fish and a fishing rod. Lin Jue was skilled in this. He cleaned the fish and scraped off the scales, then wrapped it in mountain leaves and threw it into the fire. He cooked the pheasant with rice into chicken porridge, and coated the bamboo rat with spices and slowly roasted it.

Although they slept outdoors, they did not eat in the open air. With everyone working together, they were able to have a delicious meal along the mountain road. at the same time-- The mountain behind him was holding on to the last bit of daylight, and in the dim forest there was a sound of panic. The bandits who had been dominating for many days were greeted by the heavenly soldiers from Mount Yi. The shadows of people in the mountains were swaying, fleeing and fighting. Sometimes there were shouts and screams, sometimes there were curses, sometimes there were the sounds of weapons and armor colliding, and sometimes there were sounds of begging for mercy. The fellow disciples in Fuqiu Temple also have different personalities. Most of the other fellow disciples would not be able to do such things, but the third fellow disciple is different. As long as he is sure that these bandits really kill people and rob people, and that they have committed crimes against him, he will do it without any psychological burden and will not show any mercy. Kill all the people and take away all their money. This is really not something that everyone can do. Because even the most vicious person will have sad eyes when begging for mercy before he dies, his vicious curses will be very stinging, his excuses will be hard to tell true from false, his blood will still be hot and smell fishy. In particular, there are some elderly people and some young people under 20 years old. If you don't have a free and easy mind, you will create demons to haunt you. By the time it was completely dark, a rich fragrance had already wafted through the mountains. The third brother also came back staggeringly, looking bloody, with a lot of things on his donkey's back, and he was even leading a red horse. "Wow..." The third brother threw everything on the ground, and the sound of knives colliding could be heard everywhere. Then he threw a money bag and a few strings of copper coins into the little apprentice sister's bamboo basket, shook his head and sighed: "These bandits are poorer than I thought. Most of them squandered their money or hid it. In such a large village, I only found a few dozen taels of silver. “And he saw on the mountain some of the people whom they had captured, and he gave them most of the silver and other property, so that they could return home. "These bandits don't have many decent swords, all they have are sticks, hatchets, and homemade bows and arrows, which can be sold for some money in the city, so I brought them back to see if I can exchange them for a cart. I don't want to carry boxes for you anymore. "And a horse." Several brothers counted the swords. The best one was a tiger-head knife with a wide blade and thick back. The rest were a few ordinary long knives, a long sword, and the rest were hatchets. The bows and arrows were all very crude. The younger sister also took out her purse, and seeing that it was full of silver, she weighed it for the second brother and said that there were thirteen taels, six qian, three fen and two li. She and Lin Jue counted the copper coins again and found that there were four strings of coins and more than three hundred coins. It is hard to tell whether the money stained with blood came from a legitimate source in their hands these days, but Lin Jue knows that it is probably not suitable to feed the silver-eating ghosts. It can be used for travel expenses. But if the government offers a reward, that’s another matter. "Enough for a while." "It will be enough for a while if the Taoist temple is not repaired. But if it is repaired, it may not be enough." The third brother shook his head and sighed. "And me." The seventh brother said, "It's much better to have so much money." "That's true." The third brother shook his head, sniffed again, and moved closer to the stove and the small pot, "It smells so good. It's still happier to follow the little brother."

"Just waiting for you." Each of the Taoists served a bowl of chicken porridge, and borrowed the second brother's alchemy hands that were not afraid of fire, to take out the fish, untie the straw ropes and leaves, and add the grilled fish as a side dish, which they ate very happily. After eating, many brothers either lay down on the spot or sat cross-legged with their eyes closed to spend the night. Only Lin Jue brought a bearskin blanket. On this somewhat damp and cool spring night, after eating and drinking, he called his own fox and spent the night comfortably under the soft and fluffy bearskin blanket. Many senior brothers were envious. Wake up the next day and continue your journey. Having money really gives them a full sense of security, and with an extra horse to share the load, the Taoists were no longer panicked and felt relaxed. They walked slowly to Qiuru County and asked for directions to Yangxin Temple. Even the third senior brother got a pot of wine. Finally arrived at the Yangxin Temple. This Taoist temple is located in a prosperous area in the city, close to both the downtown and the county government. Because it is located in the city, it is smaller than the Fuqiu Temple on the mountain, but it has three courtyards. In addition to the ceremonial gate in front, there is also a larger outer courtyard and a very small inner courtyard. It is also larger than the Sangu Temple and the Qingdi Temple. At this time, the main gate and the second gate of the Taoist temple were already in ruins. The guardian statue in the ceremonial gate was still majestic, but looking inside, there was only overgrown weeds. It was obvious that few people dared to come in since that incident. Today, another group of Taoists came here, carrying large and small bags of things, which inevitably attracted the attention of passers-by. "Masters, what are you doing..." Some curious people couldn't help but ask in a low voice. "We are Taoists from Fuqiu Temple in Yishan. We were invited by the county magistrate to come to Yangxin Temple to practice cultivation." "You can't easily enter this Taoist temple!" "Haha, you can get in from now on." As the Taoists spoke, they had already opened the door, walked in with their bags, used swords to push aside the weeds, used axes to chop up the small trees, cleared a place for the station people, and looked around. (End of this chapter)