Resurrection of Terror: Sign in from Dangchenghuang

Chapter 25: Ten Ghost Guides, Entrepreneurs Who Add Fragrance Oil

City God Yin Division.

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

An Yuyuan was refining the emissary equipment when he suddenly heard a system prompt.

“Incense ash saves people?” He was slightly startled.

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

“Today, there are three people who took incense ash to make peace talismans. Now that the talisman is touched, it means that there are ghosts. You should let Ye Xunyou go to the location of the three talismans to investigate, and 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 riders.

“Yes!”

The Yin emissary led the order and turned to leave the Yin Si, stepped out of the Temple of the City God and disappeared under the night sky.

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

“Sign in.”

[Sign in, get: ten 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 for cruising the evil and exterminating ghosts, but… there are only ten pairs, and the number is too small.”

An Yuyuan felt pity.

However, he didn’t think much about it, he summoned Riyoushen, handed him the ghost guide, and asked him to keep it with the Nightwatcher and be responsible for the distribution.

“Although it’s less, it’s better than nothing.”

An Yuyuan muttered to himself.

The more he came into contact with this era and the pamphlet records of the emissaries, the more he understood the world.

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 does not understand this.

Thinking of this, An Yuyuan knew the difficulties in this era of terror recovery.

He looked at the sinister saber refined in his hand, and his eyes flickered, “All I can do is do what I do, let the ghosts have nowhere to hide in my jurisdiction, and can’t harm anyone.”

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Time flies, five days later.

An Yuyuan is doing his daily routine, watching the pilgrims and petitioners by looking at the air.

Today, there are far fewer people than in the past. After a period of time has passed since the birthday temple fair, the number of people will naturally decrease, but there are fewer people, but there are more merits and virtues.

at this time.

An Yuyuan felt a few wisps of steady incense coming, 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 family, carefully placed tributes and worshipped with incense.

“I have a heart.” An Yuyuan looked at the middle-aged man’s meticulous bow.

then

An Yuyuan looked at the tributes placed on the table. There were many kinds. There was actually the ‘cantaloupe eggplant’ that An Yuyuan liked to eat in his previous life. This fruit is also called ginseng fruit, which is sweet and juicy.

He had a smile on his face, and when he gently sniffed the three ginseng fruits, fresh air wafted out.

Adam’s apple rolling.

An Yuyuan raised his sleeves and wiped his mouth, the smile on his face even stronger.

“It’s not a waste of me to spend my merits and virtues to help you.” He was satisfied and smiled happily.

An Yuyuan walked to the side.

He walked towards a somewhat rich, white-haired Mediterranean old man.

This old man is the person in charge of the Temple Fair of the City God, and his name is Sun Hai. At the moment, he is talking to other temple fair personnel., The words are discussing the construction of the Temple of the City God.

Hearing this, An Yuyuan couldn’t help but lean over to listen.

“A lot of people have donated money recently, and the amount of money donated is very large.”

A temple fair official said.

He looked surprised. In the past, others paid 20 yuan for sesame oil, and it looked like a few dozen yuan. When it came to his birthday, he donated 120 to 200 yuan.

But these days, many people add sesame oil money, which is directly two hundred, or even six hundred, or one thousand, which made him wonder if the times have changed and the currency devaluation is still bad.

“Lao Li, you’ve been living with your son for half a month, and you only came back yesterday. Naturally, you don’t know what’s going on.”

Sun Hai laughed.

He talked about what happened in the past few days, and he didn’t know when it started. The words ‘the city god’s temple spirit in Mulou Village’ were spread by some old people, attracting many people from other places to come here. Those who don’t have a little money, naturally spend a lot of money.

And this rumor is spread by many people in a prudent manner. In the words of modern young people, there are pictures and truths.

“Anything else?”

The temple fair staff called Lao Li surprised.

Afterwards, he shook his head, “The information is developed now, so it spreads quickly. Our City God Temple is very smart.”

Old Li expressed his dissatisfaction. He always felt that the City God Temple near the village was a thief. In the past, he relied on the talisman requested from the temple to give birth to a big fat boy, or else the third child might be a girl again.

An Yuyuan was a little dumbfounded listening to it.

The old staff of this temple fair praised him that this temple was spiritual before. Although it sounded very comfortable, he couldn’t help but blush.

He used to be asleep, he didn’t know anything, where did the spirit come from, it was purely a coincidence.

As for the recent talk of spirit, An Yuyuan knew the reason.

“Hey, I’ll go through the contents of this person’s prayer later.” An Yuyuan felt that he couldn’t live up to other people’s “bringing” his own spirit over the past few decades, otherwise he would have nowhere to put his face.

Speaking of which, Lao Li is a good person, and he has never made a big mistake. Although he has made small mistakes, it is not an unremarkable thing. He is the most ordinary person, and such ordinary people are often rare. It is reasonable to pray for him to come true.

Then An Yuyuan heard Sun Hai and the temple fair people discussing the renovation of the temple.

After listening to this, An Yuyuan couldn’t help nodding his head. He was naturally happy that his temple could be repaired. After all, this was his face.

“Good thing, good thing.” An Yuyuan nodded.

Sun Hai didn’t know that there was a ‘person’ next to him, and he watched the temple fair staff continue to talk about the repair of the temple.

“To repair so much? I’m afraid this money is not enough.”

Lao Li said again.

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

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

Sun Hai was stunned, “You didn’t listen to the others?”

“What did you hear?”

“Hey, I thought others had told you, after all such a big thing.” Sun Hai was speechless.

Old Li stared, he felt that he hadn’t come back in the past two weeks, the world has changed a lot, no, the village has changed a lot.

Sun Hai told the matter.

“Just four days ago, a successful businessman and entrepreneur came to the temple. I don’t know what industry he was in. He said he was from the Beijing government. He said he wanted to do good deeds and build the temple. You know the rich man , he likes to do this kind of virtuous thing, he said he wanted to invest money, he added a lot of money, the amount…”

Sun Hai raised a finger.

“one thousand?”

“Old Li, from the capital, what are you talking about, the other party has a great background, and he also said that he wants to build a temple and donate a thousand dollars. Are you trying to laugh at people to death in the sky?”

“One hundred thousand?”

Lao Li directly increased in one breath.

Sun Hai nodded slightly, “That’s right, and it’s 100,000 per year, and 400,000 for the first year.”

“Fuck, so cruel!”

Lao Li sucked in a breath of cold air…

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PS: Some readers have said that the power of the ghost king in the day and night tour is not high, and Bingchen thought about it really bad, so he adjusted it to the ghost king level, and specifically revised chapters 18 and 19. There are words and some paragraphs revised, readers can take a look , and finally ask for a flower evaluation ticket, chirp! ~