Take care, I understand this.

Gao Jin smiled slightly, but then paused. The management of this underworld might be different from that of the underworld.

Lin Mosheng also heard the problem and looked at Long Po, "What's the solution?"

Long Po gave a bitter smile, "Of course it can't be ordinary paper coins. Either ask a Taoist master to set up a magic circle and accumulate the power of pure incense to pay tribute, or it can be precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

Lin Mosheng felt irritated when he heard it. He might as well use it himself if he had that thing.

Suddenly, a question came to his mind, "Then the Yin Yang Ghost King has prepared something?"

Luang Po's face turned cold, "He did prepare it, but you probably won't be able to use it."

"What?" Lin Mosheng asked curiously.

Long Po hesitated for a while and then said, "After all, the God of Yins is also a ghost, so the essence and blood of living people..."

"How brave!"

Lin Mosheng's voice was low, with a sound of thunder unconsciously echoing in the hall.

When the Yin soldiers who were training in the distance heard this roar, their bodies began to tremble violently.

Many of them had just faced Lin Mosheng's blade last night and felt its power.

And now, this killing god seems to be getting stronger again.

Lin Mosheng asked in a solemn voice, "Taoism and Buddhism don't care?"

Suddenly, he paused after he finished speaking. Even if he wanted to control these private bribes, he probably wouldn't be able to control them. The same is true in the human world, and the same is true in the underworld.

He pondered for a moment, "I will handle this matter."

Long Po nodded and continued, "We have gathered the remnants of the Yin Yang Ghost King. We now have a total of 284 Yin soldiers."

Lin Mosheng frowned and said, "Not enough, at least five hundred must be gathered first. By the way, Long Po, do you have any way to train these Yin soldiers into cavalry, archers and other special units?"

He discovered during last night's battle that although the Yinhuns were basically as fast as cavalry because they had no physical body, if they had mounts like Horse Face, they would be able to go even faster.

A wry smile appeared on Luang Po's wrinkled face. This man really thought about it, and even she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"have."

"Really?"

"Taoist Yellow Turban Warriors, Six Ding Liujia, Buddhism's Five Directions Revealed, Eight Heavenly Dragons, if you find the secret method, I will practice it for you!"

Lin Mosheng smiled sarcastically, and he could hear the resentment in Long Po's heart.

Sure enough, good things cannot be rushed.

After the unrealistic idea was temporarily dismissed, Luang Po took a few people to the backyard, where ten acres of land were cultivated. The land was dark and fertile at first sight.

There was a smile on Long Po's face, "That Yin Yang Ghost King probably spent half his life savings on these ten acres of spiritual land. Before he could enjoy it, he got an advantage from you."

"Is this spiritual field used to grow elixirs?"

Lin Mosheng reacted immediately.

Long Po nodded, "Although it's just the lowest-grade spiritual field, it can produce six hundred kilograms of spiritual rice a month. As for what kind of spiritual rice you want to grow, you still need to buy the rice seeds yourself."

"Can the baby be born in one month?"

Gao Jin couldn't help but asked curiously, this was beyond the expectations of ordinary people, and it was indeed a divine method.

Luang Po glanced at it and said, "What do you think this spiritual field is irrigated with? It's incense! If you want to produce this spiritual rice, Supan must be firmly established as the city god!"

Gao Jin immediately understood. Maybe he couldn't help with other things, but he had plenty of ways to find someone to hold incense in a City God's Temple.

"The incense is wrapped around me."

Lin Mosheng saw that Gao Jin was so righteous, so he couldn't be stingy. He thought for a while and said, "Brother Jin, when this spiritual rice comes out, I can give you thirty kilograms of spiritual rice every month. I still have to support so many people..."

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Gao Jin also understood Lin Mosheng's difficulty and patted him on the shoulder, "Thirty pounds is enough to fill me and your sister-in-law."

I visited the other structures of the City God's Palace, including the interrogation department that hunts down evil ghosts, and the gossip department that feeds imps. The Yin and Yang Ghost King really put in the hard work, but it was a pity that Lin Mosheng got the better of him in the end.

I took Gao Jin, the largest investor, for a tour and both parties were very satisfied.

After all, brother Ming has settled the score. Gao Jin has easily spent five million US dollars in this City God's Temple, and looking at this situation, the subsequent investment will definitely increase tenfold or a hundredfold, which will definitely give Gao Jin a splash.

Before leaving, Lin Mosheng took out two photocopied books.

Gao Jin took the book and glanced at it, "What is this?"

Lin Mosheng said, "One is [Yu Bu] and the other is [Yi Yan]. They are both entry-level Taoist sects. I did get some other spells from the Yin Yang Ghost King, but they are harmful to nature, so I won't give them to you."

Brother."

Before attacking Yin Yang Road, Lin Mosheng made an agreement with Gao Jin that if there was any way to practice, he would share it with him.

Even with a high-spirited state of mind, I was still a little excited after receiving these two books of Taoist Dharma. I patted Lin Mosheng's shoulder hard, and everything was unspoken.

Lin Mosheng looked at Gao Jin's retreating figure and was very curious about how far the God of Gamblers could go in this life because of his arrival.

Although for ordinary people, starting to practice Dharma in their thirties is already the end of the road.

But Gao Jin, the God of Gamblers, is always different from ordinary people.

Lin Mosheng was very curious about the performance of a gambling god who knew the innate Yi, the Mountain Yi, and the Guizang Yi in the casino.

After sending Gao Jin off, Lin Mosheng returned to the City God's Hall.

Su Pan was wearing a slightly oversized City God's robe, with a plain neck and beautiful forehead. He was carefully handling various official documents amidst the dim will-o'-the-wisps, which made Lin Mosheng's index finger twitch.

I go shopping with Ye Guhong during the day, so naturally I can't favor one thing over the other at night.

He put his arm around Supan's waist and whispered, "It's late at night."

Su Pan's cheeks were slightly red, "Lang Po is watching."

Lin Mosheng glanced at Long Po, you know.

When Long Po saw this scene, he sighed inwardly, took the official documents out of the hall, and closed the door for Lin Mosheng.

The next day, Lin Mosheng stretched tiredly.

Su Pan, a little girl, after becoming a city god, her fighting power increased dramatically. Not only did she learn the [Fudo Ming King Body], she even used the method of divine friendship during the fight, which made Lin Mosheng's body unable to withstand it.

Lin Mosheng leaned on the bedside, feeling the aftertaste of last night.

Well, divine intercourse is very cool.

It's really cold!

He carefully glanced at Ye Guhong, who was sleeping next to him. After two fierce battles, Ye Guhong, this little girl, seemed to have gone crazy last night.

He really admires those time management masters now, but he can't manage them both now.

Later, Lin Mosheng glanced at [Yi Yan] and [Yu Bu] on the bedside table.

Lin Mosheng, Lin Mosheng, how can you be so decadent!

It shouldn’t be, it really shouldn’t be!

Sure enough, I still need to become stronger!

Picking up "Yi Yan", he opened the book and read it calmly. His heart felt as if his heart was still watering. Lin Mosheng suddenly felt that he had some enlightenment.

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