Jiang Fuyuan never thought of coming to catch the incense thief, but the stolen goods were burned for himself.

Feelings are two ghost pilgrims.

Hearing that the two ghosts in front of him were here to make incense, Xiaopang couldn't bear to scare them again.

After all, they worship the golden body of the kite immortal, and they will also worship the long-tongued fairy next to the golden body, and in disguise, they have also paid tribute to him.

Bullying their own pilgrims or something, it's too unmartial arts.

He put away the soul hook chain and said, "Get up, I'm not a ghost, I won't arrest you." ”

The tall and thin ghost didn't believe it: "But what ...... do you have?"

He didn't even dare to say the name of the soul chain, as if he said it, and the chain would fly to him by itself.

Before Xiaopang could speak again, Jiang Fuyuan spoke first: "That was given to us by Yan Luo." ”

The two ghosts were so shocked by her words that they were speechless for a moment.

Sent by Lord Yama! What a face!

"You have also seen that although we are not ghosts, we are old friends with the people in the underworld." Jiang Fuyuan walked slowly in front of the two ghosts, and said coolly, "What I ask you next, you all have to answer truthfully, otherwise ......"

When the two ghosts heard this, they kowtowed like pounding garlic, because the ghost's neck was too soft, and when they nodded, their chins hit their backs directly, making a clattering sound.

Jiang Fuyuan: "...... Turn your head back first. ”

Nodding her head to her back again and again, Rao also felt goosebumps when she had seen too many ghosts.

The two ghosts obediently did so, returning to their normal appearance, standing in front of Jiang Fuyuan with their hands down, waiting for her questioning.

Jiang Fuyuan: "Who asked you to incense the Fukite Immortal?" ”

Thin and tall ghost: "No one, it's my second uncle who said that Fu Kite Immortal Zun can help ghosts cultivate, as long as you believe in Immortal Venerable, sooner or later we ghosts can also cultivate into immortals." ”

Jiang Fuyuan frowned slightly: "Who is your second uncle?" ”

Speaking of his second uncle, the thin and tall ghost waist was a little straighter, and he said proudly: "My second uncle is a ghost world bag to inquire, and he has all the first-hand news, and it is still true." ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "...... Is there still such a ghost in the ghost world? Where did he hear this kind of off-the-beaten-path news? ”

Seeing that she didn't believe it, the tall and thin ghost raised his voice and emphasized: "My second uncle said that the matter of believing in immortals can become immortals has already spread outside, what Bozhou, Mianzhou, Huaizhou...... Our Jingzhou is too far away, so few ghosts know this. ”

Thinking of what he had done, he lowered his voice again, and his upright waist was bent: "I just want to take this opportunity to make a little money while the news hasn't spread yet...... My father and mother left early, and there are no offspring in the family to burn paper......"

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and he couldn't help but cry: "I can't even eat a single bite of the sacrifice for the New Year's Festival, so I want to get some money to exchange some sacrifices with other ghosts to taste ......"

The ghost cries silently, ordinary people can't hear it, and can only feel the temperature around him drop a few points.

Zhu Wenyan next door shuddered: "Lord Zhong, is it windy?" Why do I feel so cold? ”

Zhong Yongfeng, who had received the golden light of merit, was not affected by the ghost crying, and shook his head unconsciously: "Delusion, right? Young Master Zhu, you go on, what flowers did you send to Mrs. Zhu? I'll take note of it. ”

Zhu Wenyan: "...... Master Zhong is really diligent and studious. ”

Also unaffected was Jiang Fuyuan, who only felt noisy.

"Don't cry." She frowned and scolded coldly, "Isn't it just a paper ingot, I'll give it to you." ”

The last thing she lacks is paper ingots.

After that, she took out a piece of silver foil from the basket where the incense candles were placed, folded it into a white and fat silver ingot, and then lit it on an oil lamp.

The tall and thin ghost was dumbfounded, and it wasn't until he was hit on the head by the silver ingot that he quickly reached out to pick it up.

Holding the heavy silver ingot, he said in disbelief: "This, this is really for me?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "Can I get it back if I burn it to you?" ”

Ignoring the thin and tall ghost and thanking her repeatedly, she continued to ask: "As far as I know, many houses in Jingzhou have backyards dedicated to Fu Kite Immortal Venerable, why did you choose this one?" ”

The tall and thin ghost replied honestly: "I have actually been to see every house, and after shopping around, I feel that this family's Immortal Venerable Golden Body is the largest and most magnificent, and the effect of worshipping must be the best." ”

God shop around. Jiang Fuyuan was speechless, but he didn't expect that the root cause of the haunting of Zhufu was that the golden body enshrined by their family looked the most valuable.

Find the cause, and the next step is to fix it.

Can't let the ghost incense her in the Zhu Mansion in the future, over time, the Yin Qi brought by the ghost pilgrims is not a small amount, which is quite detrimental to the health of everyone in the Zhu Mansion.

Jiang Fuyuan pondered for a moment and made a decision.

She looked at the tall and thin ghost and said slowly, "Do you still want to make money?" ”

Tall and skinny: "Of course." ”

"Okay." Jiang Fuyuan nodded, "From today on, you are the evangelist of Fuyuan Immortal Venerable, and I will burn ten paper ingots for you every month as a fortune." ”

Tall and skinny ghost: ?

He was in a trance: "Evangelist ...... What is it for? ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "You are responsible for publicizing the deeds of Fukite Immortal Venerable to all the ghosts in Jingzhou, and guiding them to incense Fukite Immortal Venerable, but the location of the incense must be changed." ”

At that time, it is good to find a remote empty courtyard at home, put the statue of the god, and use it exclusively for the ghost pilgrims.

Unified management, save the incident of ghost pilgrims disturbing the people in other backyards in the future.

The tall and thin ghost nodded as if he didn't understand, and then asked, "What about the incense candles and the like?" We can't afford to buy these ......."

Jiang Fuyuan waved his hand: "I will have people prepare incense and candles and the like, you don't have to worry about this, you just have to publicize it." ”

It's not drudgery to preach anything, and with ten ingots in good condition in a month, the tall and thin ghost is satisfied.

The Humpty Dumpty ghost on the side became more and more greedy the more he listened, and couldn't help but interject: "Immortal, Immortal, I also want to be a messenger of the sermon......"

Anyway, he originally planned to become a believer in the Immortal Venerable, but now if he can be a messenger again, wouldn't he be sure to make a profit?

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at him, and said indifferently: "It's okay, then he is the No. 1 evangelist, and you are the evangelist......

Humpty Dumpty replied casually: "Number two? ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "Zero." ”

Humpty Dumpty: ?

Is the fairy girl not good at arithmetic? However, if Zero is in front of No. 1, does it mean that his official position is relatively large?

After pondering it in his heart, Humpty Dumpty immediately agreed to be the evangelist Zero.

After that, Jiang Fuyuan burned five paper ingots for each of them as an advance, and waved them to disperse and wait for her to inform.

After solving the ghost pilgrim incident, she and Zhong Yongfeng left the Zhu Mansion together.

The moonlight was cold, midnight was silent, and the two walked slowly on the stone path.

Seeing that the shadows of the two were entangled and separated in the moonlight, Jiang Fuyuan hooked his little finger and scratched the palm of the other party: "You just said thank you for the advice of Young Master Zhu, what did he teach you?" ”

Zhong Yongfeng chuckled and said, "I wish the young master to be knowledgeable and teach a lot." ”

Jiang Fuyuan sighed: "I have learned so much, I wonder if my daughter-in-law has the spare energy to learn a few more words?" ”

Zhong Yongfeng turned his head to look at her, his gaze softer than the moonlight.

Jiang Fuyuan pursed her lips and smiled: "Let's learn to stay awake at night and talk about swords." ”

Under the same round of bright moon, Jingzhou Jiufeng Dao Palace, Chi Xinsu is also experiencing the taste of sleepless nights.

As soon as he arrived at the Dao Palace today, he was secretly summoned by the current saint, his biological father.

When he deliberately withheld some information and picked out the whole story of Bozhou, he heard the last thing he wanted to hear.

"Three days later, a banquet will be held in the palace to reward the demon warriors of Bozhou this time, and the one who went with you is called Mu Cizhan? Let her come too. ”

(End of chapter)