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Chapter 592: 609. Taoist Priest Shifang's Extra
Taoist Master Shifang has been very idle recently, so idle that grass is almost growing on his body.

If there were days like this in the past, they would probably be very happy.

"Master, when can we have work to do?" After Mingde finished drawing the talisman, he saw his master sitting there in a daze, so he went over to him.

“How would I know, I haven’t received any orders for a long time.

The underworld is undergoing a major reform. The ghosts had already received the news and all rushed over.

In the past, the ghost kings thought that wandering around the human world was a very free thing, but now, in order to get those houses and cars, they are running more actively than anyone else.

It turns out that even if you die, you still can't change your own desires.

The ghost town has just been built and the lottery has not yet started, but these people are already running around making arrangements.

You said they are all busy with these things, so how could they have the mood to cause trouble in the world.

This is a good thing for ordinary people, but it means we will lose our jobs.”

Although Taoist Shifang was complaining, his tone was relaxed, as if he was not troubled at all by the loss of his livelihood.

“Yeah, it’s very quiet when you go out during this time, and there won’t be any little ghosts popping out suddenly in the night.

I just don't know how they draw the numbers?

With so many ghosts in just one city, how low would the chance be?"

"Even if the odds are low, they are still better than winning the lottery," Taoist Shifang knew that Yun Tutu had brought a lot of things last time, "but now the headache is those ghost messengers. Last time I heard from the Ghost King Ming that they dare not show up now. If they show up, the ghost kings will surround them."

"Are those ghost kings so brave?" Mingde found it a little unbelievable. "Didn't they run away when they saw the ghost messenger before?"

Taoist Master Shifang, "This is a different time, and now the entire underworld is recruiting souls from all directions, inviting them to build a ghost town together.

We are all human beings, and we all know the benefits of being a pioneer. Moreover, once you move into a ghost town, your freedom will not be restricted, and you can enjoy a luxury house and a luxury car just like when you were alive. Who wouldn't do it?"

Mingde, "Then aren't the Ghost King Ming and the others going?"

“They are richer than anyone else now, and the whole underworld knows about it. If they really go, it will really cause public outrage.

But I heard that several ghost kings have teamed up with the ghost messenger to ask for a piece of land near the ghost city. They will be rich local tycoons in the underworld from now on. I may have to bother them again a hundred years later."

Mingde nodded in agreement, "Master, you are really far-sighted. Please help me introduce someone next time."

This matter is not a taboo at all for them, and they often get together to discuss it.

Those with high ranks are directly summoned to the Yama Palace. For those like them who are neither good nor bad, in addition to seeking protection from their ancestors, they can also choose to reincarnate in advance.

Now seeing that Ming Guiwang and the others died so peacefully, it seems that being a human being is not that good after all.

“You should try to draw more talismans. Next time Yun Tutu and the others come over, I will help you exchange more with them privately.

We can keep it and use it for ourselves a hundred years later." Taoist Master Shifang looked at him with regret, "Or you can learn from the ancestors, and you won't have to struggle in the future."

"But if this goes on for a long time, the ghosts won't be in the underworld for us to practice with. How can I grow?"

Mingde was also very distressed. He had recently practiced several new spells, but he had no one to practice on.

Sometimes I deliberately go out in the middle of the night, and even if I wait outside the emergency room, the person will immediately go to the underworld as soon as he leaves, leaving no time to stop him. "This will pass sooner or later. There is only one city, how can it take in so many people?

There will be a lot to do after this storm is over!
Don't just stand there and do nothing. Go up and draw the talisman."

After sending Mingde away, Shifang took out the tea set comfortably and was about to taste the tea when he saw Taoist Master Xiangan coming in with his men.

"You seem quite comfortable," Taoist Xiang'an saw Taoist Shifang standing up to greet him and waved his hand quickly, "Give me a cup of tea too."

"Uncle Master, you are out of retreat now."

"Isn't this nonsense? I can stand here if I don't leave.

I heard you guys are very free recently, so don’t waste your time, hurry up and draw more talismans.”

Taoist Master Shifang, "We haven't contacted Yuntutu and the others yet, and the talisman paper is almost used up."

"Then we can use the talisman paper we made ourselves," Taoist Xiang'an took a sip of tea and said, "Don't give up on your side either. Contact them every day. It won't be long before those ghost messengers come knocking on our door again."

"Again?" Taoist Shifang felt that it would be a bit of bullying if they continued like this. They could obviously trade with Yun Tutu on their own, but they had to make a stand in the middle.

The conveniences I promised to give them last time have not yet been fulfilled, and this time I want to cheat them of the talisman. Suddenly I don’t want to draw the talisman...

"Now the first ghost town hasn't even started to announce the list of occupants, but there's already a lot of noise. What do you think the underworld will do next to appease these ghost kings?"

Taoist Shifang was silent. "It was the same before."

"Haha, don't you know the Chinese people's long-cherished wish? Whether they are human or ghost, they always attach great importance to houses, cars and the like.

I have already notified everyone, I hope everyone is prepared, but we have to keep a hand this time. "Master Xiang'an felt helpless about the current situation and could only take it one step at a time.

After talking for a while, Taoist Xiang'an left. Taoist Shifang stared at the tea set in front of him in a daze, and at this moment he had no intention of tasting tea.

In his mind, he contacted Cross-Border Flash Express, hoping to make another deal before Yinchai spoke. However, no matter what he did, he got no response.

He said hello to the apprentice in the villa, took the keys and drove directly to the outskirts of the city.

When night fell and thick fog surrounded him, he crushed the token given to him by the Ghost King Ming.

"You old Taoist priest, how come you have time to come here today?" Ming Jiayi came very quickly. In the past, they always chased after Taoist Shifang, but they didn't expect that he would take the initiative to contact them this time.

"Have you got your land?"

"We have already obtained it a long time ago," Ming Ghost King was very satisfied with his own property, "We built a new community by ourselves, and except for us Ghost Kings, all the others are our followers.

How about it? Are you interested in participating in the investment? "

As far as she knew, Taoist Shifang still had a lot of paper tributes in his hands, but because of his relationship with Yun Tutu, no one exposed it.

"That's worth considering. How about this? I'll give you two villas. You help me manage one of them, and I'll give you the other one as compensation."

When Ming Jiayi heard this, she thought the deal was a good deal and agreed immediately. However, she soon persuaded Taoist Shifang to increase the investment. She would then help Somade store the ghost money for him, and after a hundred years, he would have a considerable fortune.

Taoist Master Shifang disagreed with putting all the eggs in one basket, so he politely declined and asked about the progress of the ghost town.