In the morning, the streets are already full of people. The morning market has also been set up for a long time, and the stalls selling breakfast are wafting with tempting aromas.

A little Taoist priest stood in front of the steamed bun shop, yawned and said to Xiao Er, "Bring me two steamed buns." ”

"Okay, Xiaodao Chief, is it still stuffed with sauce and meat?" Xiao Er obviously knew this little Taoist priest, and asked familiarly.

"Yes." The little Taoist priest nodded. He carried a mahogany sword on his back, a gossip mirror hanging from his waist, his hair was tied up with strips of cloth at random, and the light blue coarse cloth shirt on his body was already a little shabby, and only the Tai Chi Dao diagram behind him could barely see that this was originally a Taoist robe. It looks like he is eighteen or nineteen years old, and he looks ordinary, only those eyes, which are clear and refreshing, adding a clear and delicate look to the overall appearance, slightly dark skin, and looking very energetic.

This little Taoist priest, named Yan Zhengya, is the only Taoist priest in the only Taoist temple within a radius of more than a hundred miles. In this world, many goblins are rampant, so naturally there are demon exterminators. The little Taoist priest has won the true inheritance of the master and is a demon exterminator.

Yan Zhengya took out a few copper plates and handed them over, then took the buns and began to gnaw. As soon as he finished nibbling on a bun, there was a sound of hurried footsteps and heart-rending shouts behind him.

"Trail Chief! I've had so much trouble finding you. An emotional voice suddenly sounded behind Yan Zhengya, almost dropping the bun in his hand in fright.

"Speak well." Yan Zhengya had a headache. In fact, as the only demon slayer in more than 20 nearby villages and towns, his business is still good. But he often encounters some strange customers, and then puts forward some strange requirements, which makes him speechless. He had a sense of foreboding now.

"Ah, Xiaodao Chief, my lord asked you to catch a weasel demon." After the speaker stood firm in front of Yan Zhengya, he said with a serious face, "The matter is very serious, this weasel demon is very ferocious. Please make sure you catch it. ”

"Oh?" Yan Zhengya frowned, "What's so cruel?" ”

"This ferocious weasel demon came to steal my master's wine, forget it, and when the master entered the room, he farted at the master and smoked the master. The lord told you to catch this weasel demon. Then, let it fart and smell it for itself, so that you can get revenge. There was not the slightest hint of joking on the face of the person who spoke, and it was unusually solemn.

"Oh, farewell." Yan Zhengya's forehead was covered with a black line, his premonition came true, and he met such a strange customer and made such a strange request. After saying this, Yan Zhengya turned around and left.

"The lord said, ten taels of silver!" A voice floated in.

Yan Zhengya stopped, went backwards, and stood in front of the man, with a righteous face: "Eliminating demons is doing the right thing for heaven!" It's our duty as a demon slayer! Let's go, take me to the scene of the crime first, I'll identify the demon first, and I will definitely catch this goblin with my own hands and give your master an explanation. ”

"Okay, Trail Chief, come with me." The one who spoke happily led the way.

Ten taels of silver! Yan Zhengya pondered as she walked. There is a place in the main hall of the Taoist temple that is a little leaky, so you have to buy materials to repair it. And autumn is coming to an end, and I have to buy cotton clothes for winter. There is not much rice in the rice tank, so it's time to buy rice. After buying these, there should be more than half of the ten taels of silver left.