"This is cruel?" Sun Hai raised his eyebrows." He said that he would pay a million yuan a year, but I rejected him. Why would we come here for a million yuan a year? We don't need that much money to repair the temple. If we pay so much a year, we'll just be wasting our money. Besides, it's so much money. Forget it. If anything happens, I'll have to go in.”
Everyone laughed.
Indeed.
One million yuan a year. If something happened to this amount, he would probably be in jail for life.
As for greed, it might happen in other places, but it didn't happen in Cang City and the nearby cities. People believed in local customs, and very few people dared to be greedy for money.
"After that, I discussed it with the merchant and compromised. We agreed to 100,000 yuan a year. The extra 900,000 yuan will be donated in the name of our City God Temple every year to the poor and to set up a foundation.”
"Good fellow!"
Old Li sucked in another breath of cold air.
Sun Hai couldn't help but laugh when he saw his old friend's expression. "Right, he has a request."
"What request?"
"He's a believer of God and Buddha, and he has a lot of people under him. He wants to give them all a safety talisman, but he doesn't need to give them all at once. He just needs to give them a certain amount of incense ash at regular intervals. Oh, he also said that he must not affect the amount of incense ash in the City God Temple.”
After listening to Sun Hai's words, Old Li sighed." Donating money and caring about his employees. Such a boss deserves to earn a lot of money.”
The others nodded in agreement.
"That's right. When I heard this before, I had the same thoughts as you, Old Li.”the others said.
An Shiyuan stood at the side.
He had doubts in his heart. Those who did not know the magical effects of the incense burner would have the same thoughts as the temple staff when they heard this entrepreneur's request, but those who understood would not think so.
... for the incense ashes.
An Yuanyuan smiled. He knew who this 'entrepreneur' was.
Five days ago, he asked the messenger of death to check on the activation of the incense ash safety talisman. When the messenger of death returned, he reported that the ghost controller had encountered a ghost and scattered a bag of incense ash to eliminate the ghost.
This meant that the government knew the wonderful use of incense ash. This entrepreneur was obviously an official.
"If they want incense ashes, they don't have to be so tactful.”
An Shiyuan shook his head with a smile.
He didn't object or reject the use of incense ashes by the Ghost Controlling Bureau's Ghost Controlling Bureau. On the contrary, he agreed with this matter. It could help people, so why should he object?
"They can do that too." An Yanyuan did not plan to expose this matter. The money was ultimately used to help people's livelihood. It did not matter if he exposed it or not.
In his words.
Thinking of the difficult situation in the modern world, An Shiyuan looked at the incense burner and sighed.
"It's my fault that my cultivation is not enough. Otherwise, the incense burner's incense ash would have been produced faster. I could have given more incense ash and saved more people.”If the incense in the incense burner was endless, he would definitely give all the ghost controllers in the Ghost Controlling Bureau a full incense ash safety talisman to ensure the safety of those silently contributing ghost controllers.
At the thought of this, An Yanyuan was in a bad mood.
He didn't listen to the temple staff discussing the temple building anymore. He walked out of the temple hall.
The City God Temple was divided into two parts. One part was the temple hall that was connected by several halls, and the other part was the courtyard outside the temple hall.
The courtyard was very large. There were many flowers, banyan trees, and a pavilion to cool down. The temple was not open yet, but there were often old people who came here to take a walk, play chess, and some children came here to practice their bicycles and ice-skating.
This Shing Wong Temple had undergone several changes and was no longer the small temple of the past. Especially since modern people were more blissful than ancient people, they naturally paid more attention to things. His temple had also changed greatly with the times.
Sometimes, An Yanyuan would come out of the temple and walk around.
He never got tired of watching children learn how to ride a bicycle under the guidance of their parents and elders.
"Please, please."
A voice rang out as soon as they walked out of the temple.
An Anyuan looked away.
A filthy beggar with messy hair and a broken left leg sat not far from the temple gate. He held an iron bowl in his hand and coughed hoarsely from time to time.
"Pretending to be sick and pretending to be fine.”An Shiyuan frowned.
……
Hong Tao was 23 years old.
He didn't like to work, and he gave up after three days of continuous work. Later, he met a buddy and learned to be a professional beggar. By pretending to be pitiful, he realized that he made a lot of money. Although he was sometimes recognized and chased, he ran fast and avoided many of them.
Yesterday, he had heard from his buddies that the City God Temple of Yong Ru Bo was very effective, and many rich foreigners had come, so he had the idea of coming over to beg.
Hong Tao couldn't help but sigh when he saw that several people had walked over without investing any money.
It wasn't enough to spend…He looked at the money in the metal bowl.
"Ouch."
Suddenly, Hong Tao cried out in pain. He felt someone knock on his head.
"Who hit me?" Hong Tao raised his head to look around and behind him. Then, he realized that there was no one around. The nearest person was a few steps away from him.
Hmm?
Hong Tao was puzzled. What was going on?
Bang!
While he was observing, his mind was knocked again, but there was no one around.
The people around him heard him suddenly shout and stopped to look at him. No one could hit him at all. There was nothing above his head.
"What happened?"
A chill ran down Hong Tao's spine. It was clearly daytime, but he felt like he had seen a ghost.
Had he seen a ghost?
However, he soon felt that it was not a ghost. If there was a ghost, then why would a ghost come to the City God Temple? Did it want to live?
In the next moment, he thought of something. Recently, many people had come to the Shing Wong Temple here. It was rumored that the Shing Wong appeared here and blessed the visitors. Therefore, many outsiders came because they heard about it.
Could it be…
Hong Tao raised his head and looked at the entrance of the temple. From the corner of his eyes, he could see part of the clay statue of Lord Shing Wong in the middle of the temple.
Looking at Lord Shing Wong's muddy face…it couldn't be.
Bang!
Another knock on his head made him feel pain. At the same time, a lecturing voice sounded in his ear." Pretending to be sick and disabled. What a waste!"”
The sound exploded in his mind, causing Hong Tao to feel dizzy, his entire body trembling.
Was it really Lord Shing Wong?
At this moment, his head was hit again.
"Lord Shing Wong, I know my mistake. Don't hit me, don't hit me.”Hong Tao was terrified. He stood up, covered his head, and ran.
As he ran, the knocking continued non-stop, causing Hong Tao to scream and beg for mercy.
"Stop fighting. I know I was wrong. I, Lord Shing Wong, won't lie anymore.”
The people who had just stopped around were all stunned.
…What happened?
The other people who came to the Shing Wong Temple were attracted by this scene and had strange expressions.
"F * ck, he pretended to be disabled to cheat money." A young man couldn't help but curse when he saw Hong Tao running with both legs intact.
There were also some young people who were sensitive enough to catch the fake beggar's words.
What was he saying? Lord Shing Wong, do I know my mistake?
Sun Hai and the other temple officials had just started discussing the matter of repairing the temple when they walked out to take a look at the damaged parts of the temple.
"What happened?"
Old Li, Sun Hai, and the others were stunned.
"Lying in front of Lord Shing Wong is a lesson for you.”
At this moment, a middle-aged man's voice rang out from the side. Sun Hai and the others subconsciously looked over.
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a wife, a young son, and an elderly father. He had a bright smile on his face as he looked at Hong Tao who was running away in the distance…
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