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Chapter 43 It's Over
The county magistrate looked at the skull in Du Mu's hand and said cautiously, "Master Du... No, Master Du, this demon, is this demon still alive?"

Seeing it jumping around like a pair of tap-dancing bones, no one can say with a clear conscience that it is dead.

Everything that the incense master said just now may not be true, and Du Mu would naturally not spread information whose authenticity he did not know.

Seeing that everyone had misunderstood him, he simply took advantage of the situation and said, "This demon has the ability to eat human spirits and regenerate flesh and blood. It is difficult to kill it completely. I will take it away first and try to suppress it."

"Hey, okay, okay!"

The county magistrate responded and quickly stepped back, fearing that he would be hit by the white bones.

As the saying goes, a strong man makes a timid man brave. Even the most timid person will become braver if he gathers with people like him.

When the people around saw that the skeleton was completely unable to break free from its restraints, some of them bravely took a closer look.

This will be a great topic for bragging in the future, and I can brag about it at least until I am eighty years old.

In the future, when I lie on the hospital bed, I can still tell my grandchildren about how when I was young I saw the Heavenly Master slaying demons and monsters with my own eyes, and how the monsters, transformed into bones, struggled desperately but could not break free from the Heavenly Master's captivity.

Du Mu carried the bones into the town. The brave ones followed him, while the timid ones did not dare to get too close and were left at the end.

Then, a shrill scream suddenly came from the end of the crowd: "Ah! There are monsters! There are monsters!"

The brave man in front now turned pale, and the county magistrate was so frightened that he quickly retreated to a place not far from Du Mu. However, because of the white bones, he did not dare to get too close. He was in a dilemma and his legs were trembling.

Du Mu looked back and found that the person who was screaming was so scared that his whole body was stiff and he dared not move. At his feet, there was a wriggling black shadow grabbing his ankle.

The black shadow on the ground was covered in blood, and every wound was caused by his own scratches. His mouth was wide open, and his tongue was bitten off, but he could not make any sound.

It was Chen Yougong who was still under the torture of magic.

Seeing this, Du Mu said, "He is a member of the Beggars' Sect. He usually serves evil creatures and brought demons to Kowloon Bay to cause trouble. When I was suppressing the evil creatures, he was attacked by them and he seems to have gone crazy."

It turned out to be a villain who assisted the tiger.

After hearing that it was not a monster but a human, the man who was grabbed by the ankle and was almost scared to pee, suddenly felt limp all over and almost collapsed to the ground.

Then he became angry and kicked Chen Yougong hard on the head: "Let go! Let go! Don't pass on your bad luck to me!"

However, Chen Yougong was the Eight-Pocket Elder of the Beggars' Sect. Even though he was tortured to the point where he could neither live nor die, and even bit off his tongue in an attempt to commit suicide, it was of no use. These kicks were like brushing off dust.

At this time, Du Mu remembered something and turned to the county magistrate and said, "County magistrate, I will leave this man to you. He just drove the evil spirit to slaughter Luojiaokou in Lianyungang not long ago."

"It was because my friend's men risked their lives to escape and tipped me off that I was able to ambush him with gunpowder halfway and ultimately achieve this victory."

The county magistrate nodded. Of course he knew about this, otherwise he would not have restricted the people from leaving the city in the evening and even sent the yamen runners to stop them.

It turned out that they had set an ambush with gunpowder. No wonder we could hear the rumbling sound from such a long distance away and thought it was thunder in the dry land.

But he didn't expect that the one who slaughtered the Luo Sect in Lianyungang was not a martial arts master, but a white-bone demon.

This matter... is really difficult to handle.

The main reason was that there had never been a precedent, which made the county magistrate very embarrassed. How should he write this document?
The Beggars' Sect attacked Kowloon Bay with demons. Fortunately, Master Du stepped in, holding palm thunder and bombarding repeatedly, suppressing the demons in one fell swoop?
It sounds too unreliable. The court feels that it is just fooling around. What should it do?
Confucius said: Respect ghosts and gods but keep them at a distance. Except for auspicious signs, it is a taboo to have the influence of gods and demons in memorials.

After thinking for a long time without any clue, the county magistrate could only sigh helplessly. Forget it, first detain the evil man who assisted the tiger, slowly interrogate the specific details, and then report the truth to the court.

Fortunately, Du Mu doesn't need to worry about these troublesome things.

After returning to the martial arts hall and thanking the townspeople who had escorted him with torches, Du Mu pulled the incense master into the hall.

As soon as I came in, I saw several burly men holding weapons, ready for battle in the martial arts arena.

The leader was Zhao Yuanhai. When he saw Du Mu, his face lit up with joy. But when he saw the skeleton struggling repeatedly, his expression turned to surprise.

"Master Du, this...what is this?"

The other men were also filled with surprise. Even though they were young and strong, and several times stronger than those enthusiastic townspeople, they were still terrified when they saw the bones moving on their own.

"It is a demon worshipped by the Beggars' Sect. It can regenerate flesh and blood, making it difficult to kill. But it doesn't matter. I have recently inherited the Taoist tradition and will try to suppress it."

Everyone was amazed when they heard this.

Previously, Zhao Yuanhai had planned to ambush the Beggars' Sect with Du Mu, but Du Mu persuaded them that the children in the martial arts hall needed more protection. So Zhao Yuanhai and many other brothers stayed in the martial arts hall to act as the last line of defense.

Du Mu looked at everyone present and thanked them sincerely, "Thank you all for coming to help. This matter is over! It is getting late today. I will host a banquet for you brothers tomorrow."

Du Mu's thanks were sincere. If his martial arts had not been improved recently, these people would have been risking their lives for him. How could he not thank him?

Hearing that the matter was over, the men immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After a brief refusal, they saluted to Du Mu and left.

These men came from all walks of life in Kowloon Bay, mostly fishermen, movers, mat weavers and shoe sellers. They were Du Mu's actual tentacles in Kowloon Bay, always trying to find out information about the living conditions of the lower classes around them.

With them around, Du Mu could keep track of any movement. Du Mu, relying on his status as a local and his achievements in rescuing abducted children from the villagers, maintained close communication with the local village clans.

With this information collection ability, good communication skills with the clan, and personal strength and financial resources, when Du Mu sought cooperation from official agencies, the newly appointed county magistrate was ecstatic.

After all, the other party is just a commoner and cannot compete with you for power and profit. On the other hand, it can bring you credit and save you effort, so why not do it?
As a result, this simple structure with Du Mu as the core covered dozens of miles around Kowloon Bay, and tidied up the place where 100,000 people lived.

When we arrived at the backyard, we saw Harry and Jiang Wanli guarding the door of the house for the disabled orphans, while Lao Liu and several other adults were inside the house with the children.

When Harry saw Du Mu, he immediately said excitedly, "Uncle Du!"

Jiang Wanli noticed the white bones first, his face turned pale, and he trembled and said, "It... Could it be... the incense master?"

Thinking of the bloody storm caused by Xiangzhu in Lianyuntang, Jiang Wanli felt like he was going to faint. For a moment, he hated himself for being so stupid to come and look for this man in front of him. Why didn't he just run away to the sea by himself?

But when she was dominated by fear, Harry had already moved closer, looking at the skeleton with a little fear and curiosity, and asked Du Mu: "Uncle Du, what is this?"

Du Mu smiled and said, "This is an abnormal creature. I'm not too sure. Next, I may have to go to Hogwarts to look up information and learn some methods to deal with this thing. You can come with me."

Harry immediately nodded and obeyed. Jiang Wanli then realized that the incense master was completely controlled by Du Mu at this time. He was obviously struggling constantly, but did not dare to attack Du Mu at all.

Such a scene was too much of a shock to Jiang Wanli's rationality.

Isn’t the incense master an immortal demon?
Isn't it the terrifying evil spirit that can dig out its master Huang Xiaoyi's heart in just a few moves?

Why...why in the hands of Master Du, it is like a kitten or puppy that struggles desperately but cannot break free?
(End of this chapter)