I Eat Monsters In the Town Monster

Chapter 487: paper silver ingot

"Who are you? How did you know me?"

Qin Shaoyou reined in his horse and stopped, looking at the man kneeling on the road ahead, shouting his name and kowtowing for help.

As early as when this man was standing by the roadside, Qin Shaoyou had noticed him, but he didn't care because his footsteps were sloppy and his eyes were not bright. He was obviously an ordinary person.

On the way from the county seat to Lingjie Town, Qin Shaoyou and the others met too many villagers and businessmen who stopped and watched, and they had long been used to it.

After all, this team of night watchmen pulling the coffin is really uncommon.

But I didn't expect that this person came to report the crime for help, and he seemed to know himself...

wrong.

Qin Shaoyou quickly noticed that after hearing his confession, this person's eyes flashed with surprise and excitement, and even the speed and strength of kowtowing increased a lot.

Obviously, this person didn't know him, but he didn't know where he heard his name.

Sure enough, the person blocking the way for help kowtowed and said, "If you go back to Qin Zongqi, the grass man is called Zhao Si, and he is from Xiahe Village, Lingjie Town..."

Qin Shaoyou interrupted Zhao Si's words, and ordered: "Stand up and talk, no need to kowtow."

"Yes, yes." Zhao Si obeyed the order, got up and said, "The grass people have heard those storytellers who went to the countryside to perform, told the heroic deeds of adults, and know that you are a tiger fairy from the sky who came down to save the common people. You just came to Mian Yuan County has cracked many strange cases of demons and ghosts, arrested and killed a large number of evil spirits..."

When Qin Shaoyou heard this, he couldn't help being astonished.

The tiger fairy from the sky descended to earth?

What the **** is this?

Why didn't I know that I still had such an identity?

After thinking about it, Qin Shaoyou understood a little.

It must be the nickname of the Tiger of the Demon Suppressing Division. For some reason, it was embellished and artistically processed by the storytellers and turned into a tiger fairy from the sky.

Qin Shaoyou couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

A talented scholar is either called Wenquxing or a banished immortal, but he has become a tiger fairy...

It feels like the grade has dropped a lot in an instant, okay?

It's not as good as a leopard. Anyway, it is happy and can get rich.

Standing beside Qin Shaoyou, Zhu Xiucai was amazed: "The story of our demon town has already spread here? These storytellers move very quickly."

Cui Yougui was also very excited.

Since the story of the town demon master has spread from the county town to the towns below, his reputation as the True Monarch and the town demon master Wolong must have spread widely too!

So he puffed up his chest and raised his head, interjected expectantly, "Do you recognize me?"

Zhao Si raised his head, glanced at him, then shook his head and said, "The grass people don't recognize what your lord said."

"I don't recognize it? How can you not recognize it?" Senior Brother Cui was taken aback for a moment, and then became a little anxious.

He wanted to tell himself about his identity, but he felt that it would be a bit inferior to do so, so he forcibly endured it, and quietly winked at the three junior sisters, asking them to help introduce him.

It's a pity that although Su Jianqing and Wenzhu guessed what he meant, they didn't bother to talk to him.

Su Tingyu really didn't understand, and asked him with concern: "Senior Brother Cui, what's wrong with you, are your eyes uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Cui Yougui had no choice but to give up, and while secretly scolding his teammate Zhu in his heart, he asked Zhao Si: "Since you don't know me, how did you recognize Qin Zongqi?"

Zhao Si hesitated for a while, but finally decided to tell the truth.

"Responding to my lord's words, the grass people don't recognize Qin Zongqi, but I heard Mr. Shu said that beside Qin Zongqi, there is Zhu Xiaoqi, Naiqi, who is unique in thousands of miles. The grass people recognized Zhu Xiaoqi, so they inferred that you This team is led by Qin Zongqi."

"Not bad, you have good vision." Zhu Xiucai was overjoyed when he heard the words, and asked with a smile: "Those storytellers, say that I am unique? Haha, they have good vision. By the way, what do they say about me?" There is no one in a thousand miles? Is it the wisdom to detect evil cases? Or the bravery to subjugate demons?"

When asked this question, Zhu Xiucai glanced proudly at Cui Youxuan, and said in a low voice, "Old Daoist, I'm not a brother, I want to steal your limelight, it's those storytellers who are ignorant and insist on making a name for me."

Cui Youxuan let out a muffled snort, his face was very ugly.

If he hadn't been on a mission outside, he would have wanted to cast a curse on Zhu Xiucai, so that this guy who dared to pretend to be aggressive in front of him, would experience the feeling of flying down three thousand feet.

But Zhao Si, after hearing Zhu Xiucai's words, hesitated to answer.

As soon as Cui Youxu saw his appearance, he knew that something was wrong, so he cast a spell in his heart, making Zhao Si tell the truth: "Mr. Storyteller, Zhu Xiaoqi's face is one in a million..."

"Pfft."

Hearing this, Cui Yougui couldn't help laughing, and at the same time terminated the spell.

Zhu Xiucai's face is indeed one in a million...

Zhao Si didn't understand why he would speak out what was in his heart, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, with a look of panic and panic on his face.

Zhu Xiucai's face was livid, feeling the embarrassment that Cui Youxu had just felt.

He first said angrily: "From ancient times to the present, there has never been a good person who wrote story books! If I ever meet these storytellers who chew their tongues, I have to teach them a lesson!"

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and begged Qin Shaoyou: "My lord, I don't think this person is a good person. It's better to take him down and hand him over to Yousi."

When Zhao Si heard this, he was shocked at first, and wanted to defend himself, but before he could speak, he showed joy and nodded repeatedly: "That's okay~lightnovelpub.net~ Please hurry up, my lords. Do it, and take me to the Yamen."

When Qin Shaoyou saw this person's reaction, he knew that he had really encountered a ghost, otherwise he would not have been so active, and even happily wanted to enter the yamen or prison.

So he waved his hand to stop Zhu Xiucai, looked at Zhao Si, and asked sternly, "Why are you blocking the way for help? Don't worry, the duty of our demon suppressor is to subdue demons and eliminate demons. If you really encounter demons, We're definitely going to take care of it."

Hearing what he said, Zhao Si felt relieved, and replied, "My lord, Cao Min was haunted by a ghost. I originally wanted to go to Mianyuan County to report the crime to my lord for help. I didn't expect to meet him here. Your Excellency’s team bravely rushed up to block the way for help..."

"Ghost?"

Cui Yougui frowned slightly.

He was just about to make a formula, when Su Tingyu behind him said, "No need to perform any spells, I've already smelled it, he is indeed haunted by ghost aura... To be precise, it's not him who is entangled by ghost aura, but An object on his body."

"This woman...uh, the priestess is right, I do have an object related to ghosts."

Zhao Si originally wanted to call her a lady, but when he saw the Taoist robe Su Tingyu was wearing, he changed his name.

At the same time, he reached into his bosom, with a bitter face, and tremblingly took out a silver ingot.

However, this silver ingot does not have the metallic luster that silver products should have, but rather dull and pale as paper.

No, not like paper...

This silver ingot itself was made of paper.

This is a paper silver ingot burned for the dead!

If you look closely, there are wisps of scarlet faintly hidden on the pale paper silver ingot.

It's like being stained with the blood flowing from the corpse...