I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 2 Jingyeji

The oil lamps in Jingye Division were dim and empty.

Only one person was working at his desk.

The man was thin, wearing a long crown and a black robe embroidered with Jiuyao. He was the chief of Qingshui County Jingye Division, the governor Fa Qing.

The governor is an official of the seventh rank, and he is in charge of a county, Jingyesi. Because Jingyesi has a special status, he defaults to a high-ranking half-rank. If Jingyesi thinks that there is a disaster such as a ghost tide in the area under his jurisdiction, he can directly obtain the management power of the local county government.

Fafang Qing heard Gu Yao's voice, put down the brush in his hand, and felt a little headache: "Is there anything unusual tonight?"

He came from the Shangqing sect, but unfortunately he was not talented enough. After practicing for a long time, he had no hope of immortality, so he simply joined the Jingye Division to protect the peace of the party.

Everything in Qingshui County is good, except that there is a Maoshan Taoist temple, and there is a little Taoist priest who must report his family every time he comes out.

If it weren't for Gu Yaochang's handsomeness, his practice of authentic spells, and his abiding by the law, never playing any tricks, he would have cleaned up this Maoshan Taoist temple a long time ago.

Gu Yao took out a purple talisman from his bosom, and put it on the table respectfully: "I have a little remembrance, the Yin Qi turned into a Yin ghost when it returned, and it has already disappeared."

Fafang Qing nodded, and fetched a purple talisman—this purple talisman was drawn by him, and he handed it to Gu Yao for self-defense because he was worried that he would encounter some ghosts that he could not offend.

Stand up two fingers, straighten the talisman, and feel the talisman carefully.

This talisman is the talisman of the Taishang Arctic Subduing Demons and Killing Ghosts, which is most sensitive to ghosts.

Sensing the slight heating of the talisman paper, he knew that Gu Yao had indeed encountered a ghost.

"Today is your birthday, this talisman is given to you, congratulations on your 16th birthday."

He handed the talisman paper to Gu Yao again.

Gu Yao was taken aback for a moment, and just about to take it, he withdrew his hand: "Master Governor, you won't take this as my salary, will you? We agreed to patrol thirty Tongbao tonight."

Talismans are divided into gold, silver, purple, blue, yellow, and five grades. This purple talisman is very valuable, not to mention other things, the price of the material alone is enough to make Ye Maoshan like Gu Yao sigh.

In addition, Fang Qing is a lovely disciple of the Shangqing sect. Needless to say, the power of this ghost-killing talisman is enough. If it is sold to those wealthy businessmen, it will be enough for Gu Yao to work hard for a year.

Fafang Qing picked up the brush again: "What is given to you will naturally not affect your remuneration."

"Thank you, sir." Gu Yao happily rolled up the talisman and hid it in his waist.

"Let's talk about the business first. You obeyed Commander Jingye's order tonight and patrolled the city. It should have been two meritorious deeds. During the Ghost Festival, the meritorious service was doubled. This is four meritorious deeds. You met ghosts, but what talisman did you use? Paper, magic weapon? Report them all."

"There are about eighty yellow talismans in Maoshan's five-battalion array of gods and generals."

Fafang Qing frowned: "Eighty? How many ghosts have you met?"

Gu Yao thought for a moment: "I don't remember clearly, about twenty? Thirty?"

"Then count as twenty, eighty talismans, the yellow talismans will come to get the materials directly tomorrow, and you can get other talismans if you want. Twenty ghosts are probably five meritorious deeds, and a total of nine meritorious deeds tonight."

"Thank you, sir." Gu Yao beamed with joy when he heard that.

It's great to work for Jing Yesi, you will be reimbursed as much as you use, and there will be rewards.

It's not like those wealthy businessmen who deducted and searched one by one, thinking of various reasons to deduct the salary of a weak and poor Taoist priest.

Forced him to press those fierce ghosts on their faces every time before he would give money.

Besides, Jing Yesi not only gave money, but also meritorious deeds, which were much more useful than gold and silver.

Just like purple talismans and cinnabar, they are all controlled products, and they are bought with gold and silver outside. It is really the same as buying toilets in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou.

But if it is exchanged for meritorious service, it will be much more cost-effective.

The twenty ghosts gave five meritorious service. In fact, it was Fa Qing who took care of him. After all, one ferocious ghost was worth one meritorious service. It was much easier to clean up the twenty ghosts without intelligence.

I heard that if you join the Jingye Division organization, you will get more meritorious service for the same thing, and you will spend less money in exchange for the same material.

It's a pity that there are too few compilations.

In a small town like Qingshui County, there is only one seventh-rank governor, two eighth-rank deacons, and seven ninth-rank arrests.

And recruiting people is not only based on ability, but also on background.

People like Gu Yao who were born in Yemao Mountain can't be sure that the master's succession is not clean, and they don't want it.

It was Gu Yao who was the temporary worker today. He passed five levels, killed six generals, and competed with a group of quack warlocks for a long time, and finally won by relying on his excellent appearance.

Forget it, temporary workers are also pretty good, at least there is no obligation to work overtime.

Fafang Qing looked at Gu Yao's happy face and coughed: "If you really thank me, don't say you are a disciple of Maoshan in the future, and change the name of your Taoist temple."

Gu Yao blinked: "But, before you came to Qingshui County, my lord, my Taoist temple was there. Everyone in the city knows that my home is Maoshan Taoist temple. If we change the name, everyone will be very troubled."

"Okay." Fafang Qing sighed.

At this moment, another young man wearing Jiuyao uniform walked in outside the door.

Gu Yao took a quick look, and there was only one star that was particularly shining, which was the arrest of the ninth rank.

Jing Yesi's official robe is Jiuyao clothing, embroidered with the Big Dipper and two assistant stars. For officials of several ranks, there are a few stars that are particularly bright.

Still quite distinguishable.

The detective didn't look sideways: "My lord, after the inspection of the third west district, we found several Cannian ghosts and a child ghost."

"Children?!" Fafang Qing put down the brush, his face became more serious.

Xiaoergui is a serious ghost in the Eight Classics, one of the 24 ghosts.

Such ghosts don't just appear casually. There must be infants or young children who die tragically, and there must also be sacrifices.

Or—someone is raising ghosts in captivity.

"Yes, it has already been wiped out. The official took advantage of the situation to check around, but found nothing, so he came back to report."

Fafang Qing didn't speak anymore, just pursed his lips tightly, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Gu Yao said, "My lord, since the task has been completed, I will leave now."

"Go, wait!"

Just as Fafang Qing agreed, he stopped Gu Yao again, and he took out a large handful of yellow paper talismans and handed them to Gu Yao: "You used so many talismans tonight, you should take these for protection first, your Taoist temple On the mountain outside the city, lest there be any lonely ghosts on the road."

Gu Yao opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't tell Fafang Qing. Out of caution, he usually brought five hundred yellow talismans with him when he went out.

Respectfully received it: "Thank you, my lord, I will come back tomorrow to return the gift and receive the reward."

The priests of the Shangqing Sect are all kind-hearted.

Gu Yao sighed with emotion, hummed a little tune, and walked towards the west gate.

White Goose Mountain is just outside the west gate, not far away.

If it weren't for Gu Yao's birthday today, he would not really want to go back.

Staying in the city is much safer.

Hungry Ghost Festival,

haunted
Maybe there are some monsters who took the opportunity to come out to make trouble.

Gu Yao has been good-looking since she was a child, not only loved by people, but also especially loved by demons and ghosts.

He came here through time travel when he was six years old, and his original body was seduced by a beautiful ghost.

If he hadn't remembered how inhuman that gorgeous ghost looked, he would have sold soap, perfume, and ice cubes long ago, and would have made a fortune copying poems and marrying the princess.

The old Taoist who raised him told him that he was born at the right time, and the Zhongyuan Festival was just in time. He was really the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir in the eyes of ghosts, and the self-propelled material in the eyes of Yemao Mountain.

"Oh, I am so good, it's very difficult to grow up so big."

Walking to the gate of the city, Gu Yao drew out the peach wood sword and a yellow talisman. After fully armed, he walked out of the city gate cautiously.

Within two steps, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Why did you come out so late?"

(End of this chapter)