Sang Luo and Shen Wuyang were divided into two ways, she took the first step and returned to Rongcheng alone.

And Shen Wuyang had to go to Jiang Wuchen's house first to pick up Wuwu, and then say goodbye and then return to Cangyun Temple.

Leaving Cangyunguan this time, it is more than a month to go, Cangyunguan has not received pilgrims for a long time, Sangluo's wallet is gradually bottoming out, and it is about to be New Year's Day, and it is time to pay wages again.

Sang Luo was a little flustered in his heart, and his phone suddenly shook.

She took out her mobile phone and saw that it was a message reminder from the whale platform, and a few big words were written on the notification board:

Surprise! The anchors of the underworld were collectively cut off the air!!

After Sang Luo saw it, he thought of the anchor Ryoko who suddenly went off the air just now, so not only him, but all the ghosts in the underworld just now went off the air collectively?

Why is this, could it be that the network supervision department of the human world discovered that the underworld stole the world's network, so these ghost anchors were collectively banned?

Sang Luo has never liked to click on the hot push of these apps, but this time she clicked on it without hesitation.

After carefully looking through several videos, she realized that the world did not find the underworld stealing the net, and the whale platform did not ban these ghost anchors with unique styles.

Everyone doesn't know what happened to these anchors whose style leads to the underworld, and why the collective suddenly stopped broadcasting, so it caused a very heated discussion.

[Oh mom, just now Liangzi was bending over and frantically picking up paper money, and suddenly the screen went black with a click]

[Xiangxiang is giving us a performance of crying and mourning, and it will be cut off as soon as it clicks]

Don't you think it's strange? These streamers with a live streaming style that leads to the underworld appeared overnight, and some disappeared overnight]

[We can't be real?! Thinking about it is terrifying]

[Don't panic, in fact, I can use science to explain this phenomenon to you, this is the Tyndall effect written in the textbook]

[I commented as soon as these anchors came out, and I said that they weren't human at first glance, and no one believed me at the time]

[Why are these anchors with a very underworld style so popular recently? ] Am I alone who have never followed or watched the live broadcasts of these anchors? 】

After Sang Luo flipped around, he found that netizens didn't know why all the ghost anchors disappeared in an instant, and they didn't get the news they wanted to know, so Sang Luo didn't want to watch these short videos.

Just as she was about to quit the whale, she suddenly saw the wallet option on the homepage.

She hadn't withdrawn money from her purse for a long time, and maybe she had saved a lot of money over the years, which might come in handy when she paid her salary on New Year's Day.

So, she clicked on her wallet.

It was found that there were two million and thirty thousand yuan in it.

However, there are some handling fees for withdrawals, so she really got two million and ten thousand.

The salary of the ghost difference needs 4.5 million yuan every month, that is, 450 million yuan, but on New Year's Day, I have to give some bonuses to those ghosts.

So, she needs to spend 5 million yuan this month.

She also has some deposits on her own card, and the secret room is still in business, and there will be a fixed income of one million every month, plus the 2.01 million that she has just withdrawn, adding up to a total of 11 million.

"Whew~ Fortunately, there is enough money for salary. I almost thought I was owed wages again. ”

Sang Luo sat on the high-speed train, the scenery outside the window passed quickly, and when she turned her head to look out the window, she happened to see a lake in a swamp, and the scenery was very healing.

With a deposit in her wallet, she has confidence, and she is in a good mood.

But she can't take it lightly, she still has to work hard to expand the influence of Cangyunguan and make more money.

Because it was about to be Chinese New Year's Eve, every Chinese New Year's Eve, the ghost emperors of the five directions had to pay the taxes of their respective territories to the Taishan Fujun, and then the Taishan Fujun would redistribute the taxes he collected according to the planning of each area.

Wealthier districts will receive less funds from the government, and poorer districts will receive more funds from the government.

The western precinct to which she belongs. The amount of money that receives the government subsidy every year is the largest.

Therefore, several other ghost emperors were very dissatisfied with her.

This means that the other ghost emperors are using their taxes to raise the area that Sangluo is responsible for.

It is precisely because of this that the ghost town in the west has not been selected as a model ghost town.

Because there are too many financial subsidies used.

What Sangluo needs to do now is to raise the belief of humans in ghosts and gods in the western area to earn more money, and at the same time, it is necessary to step up the improvement of the infrastructure of ghost towns, open more entertainment projects, as well as ghost consumption channels, and open up some new sources of tax revenue.

The main sources of tax revenue are the tax from the commercial streets of the ghost towns of the Five Directions, the income of the Dream Division, the income of the Reincarnation Division, and the fines collected from the fighting and troublesome ghosts.

The district to which she belongs will soon open the Internet, so she will have an extra income than the other four districts.

Sang Luo roughly calculated that on Chinese New Year's Eve this year, she would have to pay at least 1 billion yuan in taxes to Taishan Fujun, that is, 10 million yuan.

The incense money of her Taoist temple is fixed at 500-6 million yuan every month, which just guarantees the wages of the ghosts.

Therefore, as long as she hurries back to reopen the Taoist temple, she can ensure that she will pay enough taxes to Taishan Fujun on Chinese New Year's Eve in February.

Sang Luo was leaning against the window and thinking about it, when suddenly the text message rang.

She opened her phone and saw that it was from Tiandi Bank.

[Your debit card account 9996, spent 8.9 million yuan on December 22, for infrastructure construction, and the balance after the transaction, 2.1 million yuan.] 】

Sangluo: !!!!

"What's the situation?"

Sangluo, who has always been calm, has also become no longer calm.

Why didn't she remember what infrastructure she had approved?

Sang Luo clutched her mobile phone tightly, she couldn't wait to rush to the underworld immediately, grab the little ghost head of the infrastructure construction department, and ask for clarity.

As soon as the high-speed train arrived in Rongcheng, Sang Luo rushed to the dilapidated City God Temple in the west of the city, and entered the Ghost Gate Pass through the City God Temple.

As soon as she walked outside the hall of the Lost Soul, where she handled her daily affairs, a ghost ran over with a sad face.

After a closer look, it turned out to be Feng Chao, the technical ghost assigned to her by the Fu Jun.

"Lord Ghost Emperor, I have a business."

Before Sang Luo could finish speaking, he spoke first:

"You've got the receiver in place, haven't you? Is there a network in the underworld? There is still a lack of network management regulations in the prefecture, and I plan to come back and formulate one overnight.

You get ready, and then call another technical ghost, as well as the heads of the various divisions, to the Lost Soul Hall for a meeting. ”

Sang Luo looked serious, and walked straight to the Taishi chair in the middle of the main hall and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, she took out her mobile phone and prepared to test the Internet speed in the prefecture.

As a result, her mobile phone signal actually showed no service and no internet at all.

"What's going on?"

Sang Luo flashed his phone and questioned Feng Chao.

Feng Chao lowered his head, "Lord Ghost Emperor, I just wanted to tell you about this. Our server blew up! The network is all down! ”

"Blew up ???" , Sang Luo's eyes widened, and his mouth couldn't close in shock.

"It just exploded on the Internet??"

Feng Chao nodded, "I didn't expect that there are so many rich ghosts in our area, as soon as the network was opened, many ghosts went to the commercial street to buy mobile phones, and those who didn't have much money also asked for paper mobile phones from relatives in the world through Tuomengsi and burned them."

Tens of millions of ghosts use the network together, and the server explodes with a bang! ”

Sang Luo frowned, "Then hurry up and fix it, go quickly!" ”

Feng Chao smiled, "Don't worry, my lord, we have already started to repair it, and we have just applied for 800 million dark coins from the Financial Secretary, but this is far from enough!"

At least a billion are needed.

But the finance side said that more than a billion will have to apply to you in person.

My lord, why don't you approve it? ”

Feng Chao took a document given by the Financial Secretary and put it on the table.

Sang Luo's fists were clenched tightly, and he smiled and said, "Do you know that the front in my account is used to pay salaries and pay taxes to the monarch?" ”

The smile on Feng Chao's face disappeared, "Ah, this, I really don't know this, my lord!" When the prince sent me over, he told me that if you need money to connect to the Internet, you can just transfer it from your account. ”

Sang Luo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Okay, got it, you go first."

Feng Chao's eyes were dumbfounded, "My lord, you haven't approved this strip yet." ”

Sang Luo raised his eyelids and looked at Feng Chao coldly, "No money." ”

Feng Chao was also shocked, "Huh? ”

Sang Luo didn't say much, and got up and planned to leave the Lost Soul Palace.

Feng Chao was a little cramped behind him, "Then, the adult's network is still not passable?" ”

Sang Luo paused, "Give me some more time, I have to go and earn your wages first."

Next time you want to connect to the Internet, you must inform me in advance, do you hear? ”

"Oh good! Next time, I will definitely show you to the adults. ”