"Sister Jiu, this BOSS is too tall. Can you tell its cultivation level from such a distance?" Gongyang Yan put her hand on her eyebrows and stood on tiptoe to look at the old monster outside the city.
Jiu Yuanzi took one look and said, "Let's go, there's nothing to see. Let's go into the city and go to Ksitigarbha Temple to change our lifespan first."
Gongyang Yan said in confusion: "Hey, don't we go to kill Luyou first?"
"Those evil spirits come from them, they are not good things."
Jiu Motoko said inexplicably: "The evil spirit is the blood of Land Travel, right?"
Gong Yangyan nodded, "Yes."
"Did they spit out the blood themselves and put it in glass bottles to give away?" Jiu Yuanzi asked.
Gong Yangyan shook her head.
"They lived a good life in the mountains and did not hinder others. Just because their blood was good for them, they were killed and named Evil Evil."
"Why don't you call it fairy water? It will make you feel better? Tsk, it's not wrong to travel on land. It's the people in this city who are wrong."
She said with certainty: "If there weren't these bad guys in the city, wouldn't there be no harm in the blood on the land? After all, the people in the city are the worst, so why should we kill them?"
Gong Yangyan was stunned. After thinking about it for a while, she still felt that something was wrong, "But Sister Jiu, if there is no business, there is no killing. This sentence has not been proven to be a lie. It is just to destroy our industry and deliberately mess with us."
Jiu Yuanzi looked at her and coughed, "We are not in the same group as anyone. Spiritual objects, earning spiritual objects, have you forgotten the main purpose of our coming here?"
"Oh, I understand, high-dimensional crushing, we are at the top of the food chain." Gong Yangyan understood, "I was almost confused by the popularity here. There is no difference between this place and the zombie dojo."
"It's just the aboriginal lifestyle here, and their behavior seems relatively normal."
Jiu Yuanzi frowned and asked, "Is it really normal?"
Gong Yangyan was silent, "It's not normal, but it's very bad. My whole family's emotions have been affected. Unlike Sister Jiu, who sees things so clearly, nothing can affect your emotions. It's so powerful."
"The land says it wants to stop us from killing the people in the city, but the city is full of bad people. When the enemy tries to stop us from doing something, it means it's done right." Jiu Yuanzi said with a smile.
"He's anxious."
Everyone got on the carriage and went straight to the city to find the Ksitigarbha Temple.
The soldiers at the top of the city had discovered the land tour and rang a big bell hanging on the wall.
This bell will only ring when the land swims closer to the town to remind the people of this matter.
Although Jiu Yuanzi came back from the outskirts of the city, the city wall was actually on the outskirts. This Bicheng city occupies a very large area, with many mountains and fields enclosed within it.
When they entered the city, they found that many houses had lit candles, put on their clothes and ran outside. They were all awakened by the alarm bells.
When they saw clearly that there was really a moving human-shaped mountain in the distance, as well as red evil spirits filling the sky, all the people knelt down and prayed murmuringly.
"Please, Lord You, make me stronger and stronger so that Widow Liu will not dare to resist me anymore. She was so strong that she broke my legs and forced me to give her five hundred taels of silver."
"The little girl hopes that the two concubines at home will die tomorrow, and the master will be paralyzed and unable to move."
"I hope Mr. Lu You will bless me that the poison I put into Wang Er's fish pond can kill all the fish."
"Your Excellency, please protect my wife from having a miscarriage."
"Grandpa Youjun, I hope that the little Liuzi who was pushed into the well by me will not be lifted up by the water fetcher."
The fake brother pulled the carriage and ran on the street. The roadside was full of people kneeling and worshiping outside the city. No matter whether they were rich or poor, men, women, old or young, they were all praying for happiness.
Jiu Motoko's ears were full of all kinds of vicious prayers, and everyone was very sincere. If he were an evil god, he would be so happy to hear these prayers.
Suddenly, she said: "Brother Fake, stop for a moment."
Brother Fake suddenly braked to a stop, Jiu Yuanzi jumped out of the car and walked towards the man kneeling on the roadside, "Senior Lin, your home is here."
The person who knelt down and worshiped was none other than Lin Zhishu, who took the money and walked away after being beaten.
His head had been bandaged, and he was happily worshiping Land Yu-kun when he was disturbed by Shu Motoko.
"Jiujiu, where are you going? Kneel down and pray for Lu Youjun's blessing." Lin Zhishu said with some fanaticism in his eyes.
It was completely impossible to tell that he had been beaten by Xiao Wanfa just a few hours ago. He seemed to be a sincere senior who cared about his juniors who did not know good things.
Jiu Yuanzi asked: "Senior Lin, what can you pray for?"
Lin Zhishu said excitedly: "Looks, money, power, everything you want, you can pray for."
"Then the appearance that someone prayed for is better than mine?" Jiu Yuanzi took out the banknote that had been turned into a ghost coin, shook it in front of Lin Zhishu, and asked sincerely, "If you are not as beautiful as me, then how can you still pray for it?" Whatever, it’s not as good-looking as me anyway. If it’s money, I seem to have it already.”
"..." Lin Zhishu looked at her, suddenly took off his shoes, held them in his hands and shouted, "This is too much! If I don't beat you to death today, my surname will not be Lin!"
At this time, a little boy of five or six years old walked out of the door holding a bowl and said: "Second uncle, it's time to drink medicine."
Then I saw Lin Zhishu holding stinky shoes and trying to attack a beautiful young man, but he was beheaded by another young man next to him.
The bowl in his hand fell to the ground, he stared at this scene with wide eyes, then turned around and ran towards the yard, "Mom! Lu Youjun appeared, his second uncle was killed, and I inherited all the property in the family. !”
"Oh, why weren't you killed earlier? Then I could save ten cents of arsenic." A female voice came from the yard, very annoyed.
Jiu Yuanzi turned around and got into the car, "Let's go to Ksitigarbha Temple."
Ksitigarbha Temple is just to the left of the palace gate. It was built in a strange position, as if the emperor could live a few more days if the palace was closer to here.
When Shu Motoko and the others arrived, they could see that even the palace guards were kneeling there praying, and of course they didn't say anything good.
At least two of the ten people are praying that they can become emperor. It seems that the emperor of a place like this is also an enviable existence.
Although there is only one city, he is still a local emperor after all.
There was no one at the entrance of Ksitigarbha Temple, and it was in tatters, which affected the royal temperament and ruined the cityscape.
Everyone got out of the car, and the fake brother took the carriage away, then looked left and right, and walked to Gong Yangyan with puppy steps.
Lao Yang pulled his daughter behind and pointed to her in a low voice: "Xiaoyan, why did you talk back just now? Just do what the boss says. If you ask so many questions, be careful not to make her angry."
"Dad, what do you know? If Sister Jiu says something, I just do it without asking. What's the difference between that and fake brother?" Gong Yangyan explained.
The fake brother tilted his head, "Woof?"
"Jiujie is a fairy, and her ideas of doing things are different from others. As an assistant, of course I have to show up and act ugly, so that Jiujie can express her thoughts smoothly, so that you mortals who can't understand gods can hear how great Jiujie is. .”
She patted Lao Yang on the shoulder and said, "Dad, you are so-so in business, but as an assistant, you are far behind me. Otherwise, do you think I would bring you and mom in? Because there is no audience, sometimes it affects me." Play.”
"Now that you're asking this, and I'm saying this, can Sister Jiu be so powerful that she can't hear you?"
Lao Yang was shocked. Isn't this a difficult method of crazy testing on the verge of being hated by the boss?
This is a method that must be understood by the boss before he dares to use it. He has been in business for so many years, but no employee or secretary has been able to do this.
It would be a waste of money for my daughter to go to school, practice is the right way.
Dayang was also at a loss, seeming to understand but not understanding. He really couldn't see through the thoughts of the gods.
Only the dragged fox snorted coldly and cursed in his heart: Flattery.
When Sake Motoko walked into Ksitigarbha Temple, he saw a silicone doll in ancient costume standing in front of the damaged Ksitigarbha statue with no upper body, placing several fist-thick books on the incense table.
Then he clasped his hands and said, "This is the birthday horoscope my master exchanged for."
The thick book burned instantly, then turned into a pile of ashes, and dozens of cards appeared on the incense table.
The silicone doll put away the card, lowered its head and wanted to leave.
Jiu Yuanzi blocked it with a fan in his hand, "Girl, where did your master get so many birth dates?"
"Don't be afraid. I know your master. There is only one person in the world who can use silicone dolls as his employees."
The silicone doll lowered its head and said, "I'm not afraid, I've seen you before. The master is in the palace, and these are the household registration books taken directly from the Ministry of Household Affairs. Everyone's birthdays and horoscopes are all here."
"..." Jiu Yuanzi was shocked. As expected of the capitalist Mr. Ning, he actually had this trick!
He just copied the birthdays and horoscopes on the tombstone, but he actually brought the information of everyone in the city and handed them over directly.
I...I'm so kind!
She said in shock: "He can't be the emperor, can he?"
"No, it's a prince, but he is already a prince now. All the other twenty princes have been killed by the master." The silicone doll bowed and said, "I'm going back to resume my life. Goodbye."
The silicone doll is gone, and I don't know whether the soul inside is male or female, but the body is really flexible when used.
Jiu Yuanzi glanced at Gong Yangyan.
"Sister Jiu, capitalists are super bad. People in this city are not as bad as capitalists. It won't be strange to do anything." Gong Yangyan said quickly.
"That's right. We must act aboveboard and not do such opportunistic things." Jiu Yuanzi immediately forgot about Mr. Ning, "Little Yang, give the birth date on the tombstone to Ksitigarbha. "
"By the way, look through the photo album and don't hand in your identity information."
Gong Yangyan quickly asked her father to open the photo album and check it. Don't hand it over to yourself. Nowadays, there are too many things to do directly to take pictures and upload information. It would be troublesome to store identity information on the phone.
Delete it as soon as you use it, and clear the deletion record!
At this time, Dayang thought, should he imitate his daughter at this time and complain to his boss that taking pictures of tombstones is not aboveboard, we are more deviant than capitalists.
But her reason still prevented her from being stupid. After all, not everyone is their daughter, and the boss who complained about her was not easy to control.
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It’s Chinese New Year, and I have to cook three meals a day, buy groceries, wash dishes, etc. I don’t have much time to type between meals, so sometimes updates are delayed. But the two chapters every day will basically not change, so please forgive me. It will be fine after few days.
