The unscrupulous boss shows off his gods, and even the surplus value of the ghost is squeezed.

Ah! Who's beating me?

- "Chen Ling's Assistant Diary"

Demon slayer is not blindly killing when subduing demons and exorcisms, and usually tries to communicate, if it can be solved by peaceful means, it is better to solve it peacefully, after all, the cost of work is too high to shout and kill, and in case of a mistake, many times you have to pay for the medicine out of your own pocket.

As a professional demon slayer, Xiushen can see that the female ghost in white has no resentment entanglement, which is enough to show that she is innocent. So Xiujin didn't dispel the female ghost at the beginning, but sat down and tried to communicate with her.

"Tell me, who is your surname, where you live, how many years have you been dead, why did you suddenly attack my assistant, confess leniently, honestly, I consider letting you go."

"My name is Jinbao, and I am the mountain god of Old Longpo." The female ghost in white said pitifully.

Xiushen looked Jinbao in front of him up and down, speculating on the credibility of Jinbao's words. After all, a mountain god monopolizes the luck of the mountain range, is in charge of the surrounding creatures, and is a god named in the government department, and Xiushen has also dealt with the mountain god when he was in the mountains to eliminate demons. But mixed with the female ghost in white, chased by Chen Ling, a mortal, and scared to cry the mountain god, really... It's a little miserable...

Jinbao looked at Xiushen's suspicious eyes and hurriedly added. "I'm really a mountain god, and I have a mountain temple."

In this day and age, it is natural that there are recorded mountain gods in famous mountains and rivers, but there are also some mountain gods who are self-proclaimed. Especially in some unknown realms, it is common for some cultivators to dominate the realm of a mountain, after all, as the old saying goes, "there is no tiger in the mountains, and the monkey is the king".

The orthodox mountain god Shui Bo is canonized by human beings, usually a good person or a monster who has done good deeds, and the soul is immortal after death, and the mountain god has to be sealed and sheltered. And such mountain gods usually have mountain temples, and there are special people to serve as temple blessings or hosts, although the power is great, but they are bound by the rules of the world.

Sanyuan Mountain stretches for dozens of miles, the forest is luxuriant, the water veins are abundant, and the old dragon slope is adjacent to the Tiger Leaping Cliff with abundant ice and snow aura, and the mountain gods there should be some magical powers. But look at the person in front of him, except for his innocent background and clear eyes, he is really no different from an ordinary female ghost.

"I'm really a mountain god, it's just that no one has sacrificed for a long time, so my mana is low." Jinbao said in disappointment.

Xiushen didn't say anything, just motioned for Jinbao to continue.

"One hundred and thirty years ago, in the middle of the Second Great War of Man and God, Laolongpo was still an active volcano, with unstable veins, frequent earthquakes, and the volcano was on the verge of eruption. In order to curb the eruption, the local village name needs to sacrifice a maiden as a tribute to extinguish the fire mountain. ”

"So you're unfortunate to be chosen?" Xiushen asked. This kind of sacrificial soul does have a certain possibility of becoming a mountain god.

Jinbao shook his head and said in a deep voice: "No, the one who was chosen was the rich lady who has always had a good relationship with me, and I voluntarily exchanged with her." ”

"You're so innocent! Women's friendship..."Xiushen said helplessly.

"She's very kind, her parents are waiting for her at home. As for me, my parents died at the hands of the monsters of the mountains and forests, and I was the only one left in the family, if she hadn't been helping me, I might have starved to death..."

"So you're here to repay the favor?"

"No, I just think that if she dies, many people will be sad, and if I die, she may be the only one who will be sad, so from the perspective of cost performance, I am more suitable." Jinbao gradually lowered his head.

"Call you stupid? Or is it naïve? "The moneyist Xiushen is completely an egoist, and this kind of self-sacrificing behavior is really stupid in her opinion. For the sake of friendship? Joke, if it's a show god, I'll definitely find other ways to save my friends, it's really not good, run!

Other people live and die, and they don't care about him, a group of people don't want to find a good way, so they want to let a woman sacrifice, what kind of humanity is this.

Instead of answering Xiushen's question, Jinbao continued: "After I died, she did not forget me, but built a temple statue for me, and begged her father to spend a lot of money to open up the relationship and make me a mountain god. ”

Xiushen nodded on the side, so it seems that this rich lady is not blindly coercing to repay the favor, and the friendship between the two people is indeed a little sincere.

"She came to see me a lot for many years after that. I watched her fall in love, watched her get married, watched her give birth to children, watched her grow old, watched her live a dull and happy life, I was really happy..."

"But after her death, the city developed rapidly, and the village of Laolongpo gradually fell into ruin, and the last few villagers moved to the city fifty years ago, and I became a loner, gradually forgotten..."

"The aura of Sanyuan Mountain is too tyrannical to absorb directly, and I lack incense offerings and I don't have the magic to practice, so I can't become an immortal or a Buddha. There is no hope ahead, and he can only wander around like a lonely ghost like he is now. ”

Xiushen asked, "So you want to find a stand-in and then die by yourself?" "Xiushen knows that if the mountain god wants to, he can forcibly hand over the position, and he doesn't even need official consent.

Jinbao blushed and nodded, looking very embarrassed, after all, what he did was a very disgraceful thing.

Xiushen asked again, "Then why did you choose Chen Ling?" With so many tourists coming and going in Feifengling, isn't it good to choose other people? ”

Kimble replied, "I just chose it!" He looks stupid and stupid, and he doesn't dare to complain when he is bullied by you, he seems to be the kind of person who works hard and is slaughtered by others. Who knew he was so sexy..."

Xiushen couldn't help but scratch his head after hearing this, he was a little embarrassed, and turned his head to look at Chen Ling, who was still in a coma, how should he describe him? Being chosen because of a good bully, it's really... I can only say that I was really unlucky to get home. However, it can't be said that Jinbao is doing bad things, the size of the mountain god is also a god, and if you give the god position to others, you really can't define this matter.

Looking at the lonely Jinbao in front of her, she was alone in her life, and she was alone after death, and it was a good thing for her to die, otherwise once she had resentment, it would pollute the aura of the landscape. But Chen Ling naturally can't die, so only ...

"Alright, that's it!" Xiushen hooked his finger at the male ghost next door who was locked in the open-air hot spring, "Bearded, come here!" A good errand for you! ”

The bearded male ghost who was locked in the Yellow Spring Pool flew over with a "whoosh" and asked innocently, "What errand?" ”

"Don't be a lonely ghost in the future, be a mountain god, you are also a person with status." Xiushen said with a smile.

"Don't, I'm very comfortable now, I..." The male ghost hurriedly shook his head, as a person with a special hobby, the identity of a mountain god is undoubtedly a constraint on him.

"I'll give you another chance, I didn't hear what you just said." Xiushen still asked with a smile on his face, but the bearded man clearly saw some special images from behind Xiushen.

Is that the temperament of a demon? Why do you have a sense of impending disaster even though you are dead? Do you want to die again? The male ghost felt that he didn't need to hesitate at all.

"Yes, I am very happy to become a mountain god, it is an honor, please help me as soon as possible!" The male ghost hurriedly knelt on the ground and said.

"That's right, good!" Xiushen touched the head of the male ghost like a kitten.

I saw Xiushen posing, singing unknown words in ancient Chinese, the mountains and rivers seemed to be moved, and there were flashes of spiritual light in the grass and trees.

"The floating island is ape-shoe, and there are three elements of mountains;

An auspicious day, begging for the mountain emperor.

The past is unforgettable, and there is a famous Jinbao;

The body is slight, and the spirit wood is difficult to grow;

…”

Gradually, as if a hand had taken out a white ball of light from Jinbao's body, the white ball of light was dim, only faintly visible, and then the ball of light kept revolving around Xiushen, Xiushen didn't care about it, so the ball of light flew towards Chen Ling again. But before he reached Chen Ling's side, he swooped away, and finally the ball of light flew towards the male ghost reluctantly like a child.

Suddenly, the male ghost was full of light, although it was only for a moment, but it was like the moon falling on the ground, and then the male ghost was no longer the sloppy mountaineering suit, and the beard on his face disappeared, followed by a humble gentleman wearing a robe and coat, and his resolute gaze was very attractive.

"I feel it, I feel this special power, this is the call of the distant mountains, this is the nourishment of the lush forest, I hear the heartbeat of the earth, I..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's go to work." Xiushen pinched his forehead and relaxed his spirit, it was not an easy task to edict the aura of mountains and rivers, it was very laborious. But thinking about being able to solve the incident smoothly and without spending money, Xiushen is much more comfortable.

The god of the new mountain arched his hands and made a gesture, "Thank you, master, this is really amazing!" ”

"Okay, you have to practice diligently in the future, there is still a long way to go." Xiushen waved goodbye.

"Goodbye, Master! The mountains are calling to me! I heard, it was the sound of green leaves growing, it was the sound of the stream's joyful movements..."The new mountain god waved his hand as he flew towards the old dragon slope.

Bidding farewell to the new mountain god, and then looking back at the old mountain god, it is very strange that after the mountain and river aura was withdrawn from her, it did not seem to have any special effect, but the color of the entire spirit body was slightly lighter, which showed that Jinbao and the mountain and river aura were indeed at odds.

"Thank you so much, now I can really die." Jinbao said with gratitude.

"Go, go, it's been decades, I've been so lonely, remember to be reincarnated into a big family in the next life." Xiushen's spirit didn't seem to have recovered, and he said weakly.

Jinbao nodded, closed his eyes, and waited for the summons of the six realms of reincarnation.

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

…

Ten minutes passed.

Jinbao still stood in place, his eyes closed, waiting for the six ways to summon. Xiushen sighed and said, "Eh, what are you doing?" ”

Jin Bao opened his eyes and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I don't seem to know how to die, what procedures are needed for death?" ”

Xiushen shook his head helplessly, "For more than a hundred years, the red dust has been entangled, and it has been contaminated with too much popularity, and your own words don't seem to be able to pass away smoothly, and even your name has been ticked off in the life and death book of the ghost." You need someone to recite the scriptures and pray for you to pass away. ”

"Then can you please help me recite the scriptures?" Jinbao said with a look of hope in his eyes.

"Reciting sutras requires a night's prayer, not only to pass away, but also to increase good fortune. I can do it, but it's expensive, do you have the money? I only accept cash. ”

Jinbao smiled awkwardly but politely.

Xiushen looked at the Jinbao in front of him, thought about it carefully, and then smiled a little slyly: "It's better like this, you work for me, the ghost's daily salary... How about I pay you 20 dollars a day? When you have saved enough money, I will recite the scriptures for you. ”

Jinbao thought that it was okay for him to do nothing, and instead of being a lonely ghost floating in the wind, it was better to find a place to live, so he nodded and agreed.

In this way, the Xiushen Demon Slaying Office ushered in a second employee.

Jinbao, one hundred and forty-six years old, has a ghost, a kind personality, and works hard.

"Okay, then your first task," Xiushen kicked Chen Ling, who was still unconscious at his feet, "Carry this dead pig to the room first." ”