The Recovery Of Terror: Signing In From Being A City God

City God Yin Division.

[Ding, incense ash saves people, triggers special check-in, whether to check-in. 】

An Yuyuan was in the process of refining erroneous equipment when he suddenly heard a system prompt.

"Incense ash to save people?" He was slightly startled.

Afterwards, An Yuyuan called the errand and asked him to notify the night patrol errand to pay attention to three places.

"Today, there are three people who took incense ash to make peace talismans. Now that the talisman touches, it means there are fierce ghosts. You should ask the night parade ghosts to investigate the location of the three talismans. Be sure to kill the evil spirits."

Then An Yuyuan explained that one of the old people who took the talisman was special, and the two talismans he asked for should be on the two ghost masters.

"Yes!"

Yincha took the order and turned around to leave Yinsi, stepped out of the Town God's Temple and disappeared under the night sky.

After doing all this, a smile appeared on An Yuyuan's face.

"Sign in."

[Sign in, get: ten sets of ghost guides. 】

Ghost guide?

An Yuyuan didn't expect to sign in to get this kind of thing.

"A guide for finding ghosts?" After checking the instructions, An Yuyuan knew what it was.

"It's a good thing, it's convenient to go on a tour and eliminate ghosts, but... there are only ten sets, the number is too small."

An Yuyuan felt it was a pity.

But he didn't think much about it, he summoned the God of Day Tour, handed over the ghost guide to him, and asked him to keep it with the God of Night Watch and be responsible for distribution.

"Although there is less, it is better than nothing."

An Yuyuan said to himself.

With contact with this era and the pamphlet records of the underworld, he understands the world better.

The existence of ghosts is very special. They are not born after death, but appear out of thin air, as if they came from another world. At present, the official is not aware of this.

Thinking of this, An Yuyuan knew the difficulty of this era of horror recovery.

He looked at the saber forged in his hand, his eyes flickered, "All I can do is to do what I do, so that the ghosts have nowhere to hide in my jurisdiction, and they can't harm anyone."

...

Time flies, five days later.

An Yuyuan is doing daily routines, watching qi, contemplating pilgrims and petitioners.

Today, there are much fewer people than in the past. After the birthday temple fair has passed for a while, the number of people will naturally decrease, but with fewer people, there will be more merit.

at this time.

An Yuyuan felt a few steady streams of incense, and he looked towards the door.

It was a middle-aged man who had cancer and was cured by him. He came again with his whole family, seriously laying out tributes and lighting incense to worship.

"I have a heart." An Yuyuan watched the middle-aged man prostrating meticulously.

then

An Yuyuan looked at the tributes on the table. There were many kinds of them, and there was even the 'melon eggplant' that An Yuyuan liked most in his previous life. This fruit is also called ginseng fruit, which is sweet and juicy.

There was a smile on his face, and when he sniffed the three ginseng fruits lightly, fresh air wafted out.

Adam's apple rolls.

An Yuyuan raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth with a wider smile on his face.

"It's not in vain for me to expend my merits to help you." He was satisfied, and smiled happily after speaking.

An Yuyuan stepped aside.

He walked towards a rather rich old man with white hair and Mediterranean hair.

This old man is the person in charge of the temple fair of his Town God's Temple, and his name is Sun Hai. At this moment, he was talking about these words with other temple fair personnel, and he was discussing the construction of the Town God's Temple in his words.

Hearing this, An Yuyuan couldn't help leaning over to listen.

"There are a lot of people donating money recently, and the amount of money donated is huge."

A temple official said.

He looked surprised. In the past, other people used to pay 20 yuan or dozens of yuan for adding sesame oil, but when it came to their birthdays, they would donate 120 or 200 yuan.

But in the past few days, many people have added sesame oil money, directly two hundred, or even six hundred, one thousand, which made him wonder whether the times have changed and the currency has devalued.

"Lao Li, you have been living with your son for the past half month, and you just came back yesterday. Of course, you don't know what's going on."

Sun Hai laughed.

He talked about what had happened in the past few days, and he didn't know when the word "the town god's temple spirit in Mulou Village" was spread by some old people, attracting many people from other places. Many people, who don't have a little money, naturally spend a lot of money.

And this rumor has been passed on by many people in an orderly manner. In the words of modern young people, there is a picture and the truth.

"And this?"

The temple fair staff named Lao Li was surprised.

Then he shook his head, "Now that the information is developed, it spreads quickly. Our Town God's Temple is already very effective."

Lao Li expressed his dissatisfaction. He always felt that the Town God's Temple near his village was a thief. He used to rely on the talisman he got from the temple to give birth to a big fat boy, or the third child might be another girl.

An Yuyuan listened a little dumbfounded.

The old man of the temple fair praised himself that the temple was alive before, although it sounded very comfortable, he couldn't help but blush.

He was in a deep sleep before, and he didn't know anything. Where did the spirit come from? It was purely a coincidence.

As for the recent talk of Ling, An Yuyuan knows why.

"Hey, I'll look through the content of this person's prayer later." An Yuyuan felt that he couldn't live up to the people who have "blown" his spirit for decades, otherwise his face would be lost.

Speaking of which, Lao Li is a good person, he has never made any big mistakes, although there are small mistakes, but they are not heretical things, he is the most ordinary person, and such ordinary people are often rare, so it is reasonable to pray for him to come true.

Then An Yuyuan heard that Sun Hai was discussing with the people from the temple fair about repairing the temple.

An Yuyuan couldn't stop nodding after listening. He was naturally happy that his temple could be repaired, after all, it was his facade.

"Good thing, good thing." An Yuyuan nodded aside.

Sun Hai didn't know that there was another 'person' listening in. He watched the temple fair staff continue to talk about temple construction.

"So many repairs? I'm afraid the money is not enough."

Old Li said again.

Hearing this, the surrounding temple fair staff looked in surprise and said, 'You don't know? ’ expression.

Lao Li looked confused, did I miss some important news.

Sun Hai was taken aback, "Didn't you hear what others said?"

"What did you hear?"

"Hey, I thought someone else told you, after all, it's such a big deal." Sun Hai was speechless.

Old Li stared. He felt that since he hadn't come back for half a month, the world had changed a lot. No, the village had changed a lot.

Sun Hai told the story.

"Just four days ago, a successful businessman and entrepreneur came to the temple. I don't know what industry he is in. He said he was from the capital. He said he wanted to do good deeds and build temples. Do you know rich people? , I like to do this kind of thing of accumulating virtue, he said he would invest money, and added a lot of money, the amount..."

Sun Hai raised a finger.

"one thousand?"

"Lao Li, you are from the capital. What are you talking about? The other party has a lot of background, and he also said that he will build a temple and donate 1,000. Are you trying to laugh people to death?"

"One hundred thousand?"

Lao Li directly increased the size in one breath.

Sun Hai nodded slightly, "That's right, and it's 100,000 per year, and 400,000 for the first year."

"Damn it, it's so cruel!"

Old Li gasped...

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PS: Some readers said that the ghost king who roams around day and night is not very powerful. After thinking about it, Bingchen is really not good, so he adjusted it to the ghost king level, and specifically revised the words and some paragraphs in chapters 18 and 19. Readers can take a look , and finally ask for flower evaluation votes, Chirp Mi! ~

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