Shing Wong Yin Si.
Ding! Incense Ash saves lives. Special check-in triggered. Do you want to sign in?
An Yanyuan was refining the Messenger of Death equipment when he suddenly heard the sound of a system notification.
"Incense ashes to save people?" He was slightly startled.
After that, An Yanyuan summoned the messenger of death and asked him to inform the night patrol messengers of death to pay attention to three places.
"Today, there were three people who took the incense ashes to make the safety talismans. Now that the talismans have been activated, it means that there are malicious ghosts.”
Then, An Yuyuan told them that one of the old men who took the talismans was special. The two talismans he asked for should be with the two ghost controllers.
"Yes, sir!"
The messenger of death obeyed the order and left the underworld. He stepped out of the City God Temple and disappeared under the night sky.
After doing all this, a smile appeared on An Yuanyuan's face.
"Sign in."
[Sign in. Obtained: Ten Ghost Guidebooks.]
Ghost Guide?
An Shiyuan didn't expect to get such a thing after signing in.
"A guide to finding ghosts?" He checked the description and knew what it was.
"Good stuff. It can help the patrolling messengers of death to eliminate ghosts. However…there are only ten sets.”
An Shiyuan felt that it was a pity.
However, he didn't think too much about it. He summoned the Sun Wandering God and handed the Ghost Guide to him. He asked him to keep it with the Night Patrol God and be responsible for distributing it.
"Although it's less, it's better than nothing.”
An Anyuan said to himself.
As he came into contact with this era, as well as the records of the messengers of death, he understood this world more and more.
The existence of ghosts was very special. They were not born after death, but appeared out of thin air, as if they came from another world. At present, the officials did not know much about this.
Thinking of this, An Shiyuan knew the difficulties of this terrifying era of recovery.
He looked at the Messenger of Death's Saber that he had refined in his hand, and his eyes flickered." All I can do is do what I have to do so that the malicious ghosts will have nowhere to hide in my territory and will not harm anyone."”
……
Five days later.
An Yanyuan was doing his daily routine, observing the visitors with the Qi Observation Technique.
There were fewer people today than in the past. The birthday temple fair had passed for some time, so there were naturally fewer people. However, fewer people meant more merit.
At this moment.
An Shiyuan felt a few wisps of incense smoke drifting over. He looked at the door.
It was the middle-aged man who had been cured of cancer. He had brought his family back and was seriously placing offerings and lighting incense to worship.
"Thank you." An Shiyuan looked at the middle-aged man and kowtowed meticulously.
subsequently
An Shiyuan looked at the offerings on the table. There were many types, including An Shiyuan's favorite in his previous life,'Cantaloupes' and 'Ginseng Fruit'. They were sweet and juicy.
With a smile on his face, he lightly sniffed the three ginseng fruits, and a clear air floated out.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
An Yanyuan raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth, and the smile on his face deepened.
"It wasn't a waste of my merit to help you.”He was satisfied and smiled happily.
An Yuanyuan walked to the side.
He walked towards a slightly plump old man with white hair.
This old man was the person in charge of the City God Temple fair. His name was Sun Hai. At this moment, he was talking to the other members of the temple fair. They were discussing the construction of the Shing Wong Temple.
Hearing this, An Shiyuan couldn't help but lean over to listen.
"There have been a lot of people donating recently, and the amount of money donated is very large.”
A temple staff member said.
He looked surprised. In the past, other people would donate 20 yuan or tens of yuan to the charity. On their birthdays, they would donate 120 or 200 yuan.
However, in the past few days, many people had offered him two hundred yuan, six hundred yuan, and even one thousand yuan. It made him wonder if the times had changed or if the currency had depreciated.
"Old Li, you've been staying with your son for the past half a month. You only came back yesterday, so you naturally don't know what's going on.”
Sun Hai laughed.
He told them about what had happened in the past few days. He did not know when it started, but the words 'Mulou Village's City God Temple Spirit' had been spread by some old people, attracting many people from other places. Those who could come from other places had some money, so they were naturally generous.
Moreover, this rumor was spread by many people in an orderly manner. In the words of modern young people, there was a picture of the truth.
"There's such a thing?"
Old Li was surprised.
Then, he shook his head." Information is developed now, so it spreads quickly. Our City God Temple is very smart.”
Old Li expressed his dissatisfaction. He had always felt that the Shing Wong Temple by the village was a thief spirit. In the past, he had relied on the talisman he had obtained from the temple to give birth to a fat boy. Otherwise, his third child might have been a girl.
An Shiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this.
The old staff of the temple fair praised his temple for being spiritual in the past. Although it sounded very comfortable, he couldn't help but blush.
In the past, he was in a deep sleep and did not know anything. Where did the spirit come from? It was purely a coincidence.
As for the recent spirit, An Shiyuan knew the reason.
"Sigh, I'll look through this person's prayer later.”An Shiyuan felt that he couldn't let her down after all these years of 'boasting' about his spirit. Otherwise, he would lose face.
Speaking of which, Old Li was not a bad person. He had never made a big mistake. Although he had made small mistakes, they were not unorthodox things. He was the most ordinary person, and such ordinariness was often rare. It was reasonable for him to pray for his wish to be fulfilled.
Then, An Yuyuan heard Sun Hai and the people from the temple fair discussing the renovation of the temple.
An Yanyuan could not help but nod after hearing this. He was naturally happy that his temple could be repaired. After all, this was his face.
"Good news, good news." An Shiyuan nodded.
Sun Hai didn't know that there was another 'person' listening in. He watched as the temple staff continued to talk about the temple's construction.
"So many? I'm afraid this money isn't enough."
Old Li said again.
Hearing this, the temple staff around looked over in surprise.'.
Old Li was dumbfounded. Did I miss something important?
Sun Hai was stunned." Didn't you hear what the others said?”
"Heard what?"
"Sigh, I thought the others had told you. After all, it's such a big deal.”Sun Hai was speechless.
Old Li's eyes widened. He felt that the world had changed a lot in the past half a month. No, the village had changed a lot.
Sun Hai told him what had happened.
" Just four days ago, a successful businessman and entrepreneur came to the temple. I don't know what he does exactly, but he said that he's from the Jing residence. He said that he wants to do good deeds and repair the temple. You know how rich people like to do things that accumulate merit. He said that he wanted to invest money and added a lot of money. The amount…"
Sun Hai raised a finger.
"A thousand?"
"Old Li, he's from the Jing residence. What are you talking about? The other party has a very powerful background. He even said that he wants to build a temple and donate 1,000 yuan.”
"A hundred thousand?"
Old Li said in a loud voice.
Sun Hai nodded slightly." That's right, and it's 100,000 yuan per year. In the first year, we'll get 400,000 yuan.”
"F * ck, so cruel!"
Old Li gasped…
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