Global Recovery Started To Become the God of Luoshui River

A boss who cares about his employees and fears gods deserves to be rich!

There is no reason for such a person not to get rich.

"That's right! It's just some incense ashes. We already sent out a large batch yesterday." Jin Gui said with a smile.

In their view, the incense ash peace talisman is intended to be auspicious, and the most important thing is that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded.

Li San watched the crowd chatting quietly.

His merit incense burner is infinitely useful. If ordinary people know that they spend one million to buy the incense ash peace amulet, they will feel tricky.

But if you know the function of incense ash, it will be regarded as a treasure.

A million just to buy some incense ash?

Li San smiled indifferently, he already knew the identity of this big boss in his heart.

A week ago, Li San ordered the night patrol to investigate the movement of the person holding the incense ash. When he came back, he learned that he had seen incense ash scattered on the ground in Yunling Mountain, and there were traces of battle on the ground.

At that time, Li San knew that the incense ash was used by the two brothers to exterminate ghosts, so the official would definitely know the function of the incense ash.

"These official people are really cute, you don't have to be so bewildering." Li San was a little dumbfounded.

Li San naturally wouldn't refuse if he could help people, and he didn't mind the official people using incense ashes to deal with evil spirits.

One less evil spirit will save the lives of many people invisibly.

He didn't know that the official even wanted to donate 10 million at the beginning, but in order to avoid shocking the world, it became a million.

Even so, the temple staff thought it might be dirty money.

No matter how rich people are, they won't spend 10 million to buy some incense ash, right?

Even if one million bought incense ashes, Jin Gui and others refused but had to accept one hundred thousand and use the rest of the money for charity.

"Take it from the people and use it for the people. It's a good thing if the official can pay." Li San has no opinion on the official's approach.

Now that evil spirits are rampant, there are still many people who have not been lifted out of poverty, and there are a lot of children who cannot afford to go to school in the mountains.

This is still a big country, not to mention those small countries.

Being able to use the extra money to help ordinary people is also considered a good fortune.

Thinking that the whole world is now shrouded in the shadow of evil spirits, Li San looked at the merit incense burner in his temple and couldn't help feeling agitated.

"My golden body of merit is still too weak. It's my fault that I don't have enough Taoism. The speed of incense ashes can't supply many people at all."

"If my merit incense burner can produce incense ash in large quantities, I will give everyone in the world a peace amulet."

"This way, the world's population will not drop by 30% in a century."

Li San has a long-term vision, and now he can only try his best to protect the land in Luoshui City.

Going bigger, he doesn't have that ability at all.

If incense ash can be produced in large quantities, it will definitely change the current situation to a great extent.

In a bad mood, Li San was really not interested in listening to Jin Gui and the others discussing the details of rebuilding the temple, and walked out the door.

The current River Temple has three courtyards, the first is the outer courtyard, which contains many pavilions, flowers and plants.

Every day, elderly people come here to chat, play chess, and play with children.

The large and small halls are in the second courtyard, and the statue of the river god is in the central hall.

The third courtyard is where the staff store their goods and rest.

Today's River Temple is no longer a small temple in the old society. With the progress of the times, the productivity of people has improved, and people's living standards have become higher and higher.

Coupled with many policies, the River Temple was built like this decades ago. In order to commemorate this historic site, it is also to better worship the River God.

But soon, the place will be rebuilt, and Li San went out to look at the men and women outside the door.

The garden road in the distance is lined with vendors who sell their stalls every day.

Setting up a stall in front of the River Temple is their daily job and their livelihood.

"Have pity on me! This uncle is okay..." As soon as Li San left the temple gate, he saw a beggar begging under the willow tree in the distance.

I saw the beggar covered in tatters, lying on a wooden board with wheels. He was only half-length and seemed to have been amputated from the hips down.

And from time to time begging for money from people passing by.

"Spoofing? Deceiving good people?" Li San frowned when he saw someone put down ten dollars.

......

Zhang Han, a twenty-four-year-old unemployed youth.

After graduating from junior high school, he went to work in the south, but his lazy eating habits made him become a "great god" early.

After playing 3 days a day, he occasionally met a buddy who took him to pretend to be a beggar for a day, and he found that he made more money than he did for 3 days a day.

Since then, Zhang Han has become a professional beggar. I heard that there are many rich people and thieves in front of the River Temple recently, and he is ready to try his luck.

But for two hours now, he has only received dozens of dollars.

This is too slow, not enough for a small barbecue, Zhang Han looked down at the tens of yuan in the bowl and felt melancholy.

"Boom!" A loud head slapped Zhang Han.

"Damn! Who hit me?" Zhang Han was in pain and looked back, but there was nothing behind him, except for the willow tree.

Just as Zhang Han was looking around, "Boom!" Another head struck Zhang Han's head.

"Ah!" Zhang Han suddenly screamed, he obviously didn't see anything, but was knocked on the forehead twice in a row.

When the people around heard the beggar's movement, they all stood to watch, obviously there was nothing, what was the beggar holding his head and calling?

Suddenly a creepy feeling spread all over Zhang Han's body.

Is there a ghost? Thinking of the ethereal ghost, Zhang Han suddenly felt cold hands and feet, and the hairs on his back stood up.

impossible! What the hell is so bold in front of the River Temple in broad daylight?

Even if Zhang Han doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he knows why little ghosts dare not come to the temple to make trouble.

Suddenly, Zhang Han remembered, didn't he just hear rumors on the Internet that God of River River appeared here?

Is it...?

Thinking of this, Zhang Han swallowed and spit. Looking from the middle of the gate, he could vaguely see the statue of the God of the River in the second temple.

Seeing the blue statue, Zhang Han's eyes widened, could it be...?

"Boom!"

Just when Zhang Han was in shock, he had another brain, and at the same time, a thunder-like voice sounded in Zhang Han's ears.

"Having hands and feet, swaying and cheating, you are still a seven-footed man!"

The sound was like a loudspeaker, ringing in his ears, buzzing in his mind.

I wipe! It's really Grandpa River God's manifestation!

Zhang Han was shocked! Trembling all over.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Another three hits in a row made Zhang Han jump up in pain.

Zhang Han, who obviously had no legs, stood up directly.

"Grandpa River God, I know, the little one must change his past and be a good man!" Zhang Han held his forehead and kept salute to the air, begging for mercy.