The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Sheng Qing nodded. Although she did not approve of such a troublesome method, it was not a bad thing since Mian'er had considered many things.

If she were to take action, she should directly lock onto all the strange auras, pull them all out, and then interrogate them one by one.

She continued to ask, "Mian'er, what are your plans for next?"

Suddenly, he heard a melodious muffled sound coming from outside Yanjing City. He suddenly looked at Yu Mian with a smile, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Mian'er, your prey almost ran away." She grabbed Yu Mian's fingertips, and then in an instant came to the outskirts of the city ten miles away, intercepting a figure who was groping for the huge barrier in front of him.

Yu Mian was distracted and his eyes were fixed on the monk who was about to escape.

The other party felt the powerful pressure from behind and turned around. The moment he saw the two of them, he leaned against the barrier, feeling a little nervous.

"Who are you?" He looked a little nervous. Feeling the other party's cultivation level that he couldn't fathom, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest.

Sheng Qing didn't care about anything else, but continued to speak to Yu Mian: "If you regard Yanjing City as your hunting ground, you must surround it from the beginning to prevent the prey from escaping."

"In the world of cultivators, the difference in strength is huge, which is different from that of ordinary people."

“The essence of mortals forming families, villages, states, and countries is to protect themselves and establish a stable social order structure, which is supported by laws and violence.”

"That is the same method that Mian'er used to explore clues. The final judge is the law established based on moral character and behavior as the executioner, and the officials and soldiers are the sharp blades."

"Everything is built on a level where strength is stacked in numbers and individual differences are almost the same."

“Once you break through the mundane world and step into the path of cultivating immortals, you must understand that the difference between one realm is like the difference between a god and a ghost.”

"You are not the judge of the master, but the hunter." Sheng Qing patted Yu Mian's shoulder and gently pushed her forward.

For the prey, the hunter is using a dimensionality reduction attack, which is essentially a hunting operation between different levels, rather than a matter of human principles.

Yu Mian took a step forward, her mind still somewhat confused by Sheng Qing's twisted logic. She seemed to suddenly understand something, yet also didn't understand it.

No wonder Sheng Qing didn't give her any suggestions this time, but just followed her all the way to search. She thought he wanted her to complete the task independently, but it turned out to be a lesson for her.

A lesson for those who practice Taoism.

Her realm improved too quickly, and her understanding of this world was insufficient. Apart from being decisive, steady, accurate and ruthless when facing monsters, she subconsciously brought in the perspective of a mortal when facing mundane matters.

It is to collect evidence, eliminate suspects, and finally convict and punish.

But the world of monks is actually more cruel and...barbaric.

Sheng Qing reminded herself several times along the way that there was evil spirit. She should have followed the scent and searched straight ahead instead of looking here and there.

The monk who was about to escape heard the two people whispering to each other as if no one was around. He took out his spiritual weapon and prepared to flee, but the moment he took a step, he was stopped by a pitch-black spear in front of him.

Yu Mian didn't even look at the opponent, but used his peripheral vision to throw the gun with one hand, then gradually changed the direction, controlled the gun with his spirit, and beat the opponent back step by step.

He turned his head and looked at the man in the Taoist robe. He sucked the spear back in his palm, then shot it through the man's nose, which scared him out of his original form.

A furry rat head appeared.

"My lord, please spare my life, my lord, please spare my life. I have never done anything against the law of nature!" The rat demon kowtowed repeatedly on the ground and crawled on the ground. He looked very pious and even a little too cowardly.

Yu Mian: "Are you the Imperial Master?"

“Yes…” The rat demon lowered his head slightly and said in a muffled voice with some shame.

"I escaped from the misty forest three hundred years ago. Fortunately, I learned some skills and stayed in the mortal world to become a national teacher. I usually try to do some divination."

"Nonsense! The disciples under your command behave perversely and do all kinds of bad things, but they still need the talismans you draw to protect them. How can this not be considered evil?" Yu Mian frowned, a little angry.

"Sir... I am not collecting money. Those... those officials and wealthy people who exchanged talismans for money, I asked them to donate their money and food to the world, so as to accumulate some merit for me." The rat demon lowered his head very low. He also found that two talismans he had given out were burned in a row, so he became afraid and prepared to escape.

"People in the world ask me for peace. I don't draw any evil talismans. They are all exchanged for merits. The talismans are also 100% righteous."

"Whatever they used it for, it's just their nature. How can you blame me?" He himself felt wronged. He had worked diligently to protect the dynasty for hundreds of years, but he was going to lose his life just because of two talismans.

If I have an afterlife, I will definitely not be a national teacher, even if I can drink as much sesame oil as I want.

"Besides, I have saved countless people and have done great deeds. You can take a look!" The rat demon slowly dispersed the halo of merit on his body. It was indeed a soft light gold color, which showed that his life and what he said were not false.

Yu Mian paused, and the hand holding the spear relaxed a little. Seeing this situation, if she really wanted to kill... she really couldn't do it.

"But shouldn't you be in charge of...where the talismans you drew are used?" As she spoke, she felt a little uneasy.

After all, talismans will not harm people and are a positive means. In comparison, they may not be as good as sickles and iron tools made by mortals themselves.

This is as unreasonable as blaming the blacksmith for hurting someone with a sword.

She slowly lowered the tip of the gun that was originally pointed at the rat-head, and looked at the monk kneeling in front of her. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

The other party has done a lot of good things, does she really want to kill him?

Confusedly, he turned his head to look at Shengqing, hoping to get some answer.

But in the instant she glanced sideways, the rat demon kneeling on the ground threw a spiritual weapon towards her. It was as fast as lightning and the distance was too close for her to dodge.

When Yu Mian raised his hand to block, Sheng Qing had already made his move.

He slapped the opponent away with one palm, and a stream of blood exploded, smearing on the isolating barrier of the formation, and even the small package he was carrying fell in front of Yu Mian.

"Don't!"

Yu Mian's eyes were startled, and he could see clearly what was on the tip of his gun. It was a fog bomb made of rat hair.

He just wanted to escape...

She looked down and saw the package in front of her. She lowered her head in silence and gently opened it with her fingertips. Inside were countless thank-you notes from the people, neatly stacked one on top of the other.

He didn't take anything with him when he escaped, but these things...

"Sheng Qing, he just wants to live..." Yu Mian turned to look at Sheng Qing who acted without hesitation. Her voice was a little muffled and she looked at her with complicated eyes.

Just as I thought when I first came to this world, I just wanted to live...

There always seems to be a gap in understanding between humans and spirit beasts. She continues to accept Sheng Qing's ideas, and seems to be gradually losing her humanity...

"Mian'er..." Sheng Qing's eyes were slightly stern as he looked at the bloodstains on the ground. Annoyance flashed across his eyes for a moment. It was clear that the rat demon had the intention to kill him.

No wonder, the psychological strategy...

The demons have good tactics.