The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 65: County God (Subscription Request)
"Impermanence, City God..."

Wang Wen paced the room, trying to activate his improved brain and think quickly: "On the surface, the difference between the two is just civil and military."

"Wu Chang is a military commander. If you choose to change your job to Wu Chang, it should increase the number of ghost catchers under your command. At the same time, it will greatly enhance your attack power against ghosts. After all, it is a professional match."

"The City God is a civil servant. If I choose to switch to the City God, I should be able to establish a government and govern a region. However, I shouldn't be able to increase my attack power against ghosts much, as I am a civil servant after all."

"From this perspective, I should choose to switch to Impermanence."

"But if you think about it more deeply, this job change is not just about choosing between civil and military, it's more like choosing a different upgrade system!"

'Although Wuchang and Chenghuang are both underworld officials and belong to the underworld system, their powers are fundamentally different.'

"Wu Chang is an orthodox official in the underworld. His main business scope is the underworld, supplemented by the world of the living. His subsequent upgrade path should be to the level of Yin Shuai, Judge, and even the King of Hell."

"Although the City God is also a Yin official, he is a local official sent out to the outside world, and his jurisdiction is also in the Yang world. The subsequent promotion route should be the state City God, prefecture City God, provincial City God, and capital City God."

"From this perspective, I should choose to switch to City God."

"After all, I'm not a serious underworld official. What if I choose the Wuchang route and later they ask me to set up a government office in the underworld? What should I do? I can't just take a shortcut, right?"

"If we can't take shortcuts, won't subsequent upgrades be stuck?"

"On the contrary, if I choose the City God route and establish a residence in the mortal realm, then no matter why the underworld hasn't discovered my treachery, I can still hide for a while longer... If I can survive until the end of my life, wouldn't that mean I'll be completely clean and out of trouble?"

"Besides, I am currently the Junior Autumn Officer of the Yangzhou Astronomical Observatory. If I choose Yangzhou as my jurisdiction, wouldn't I be able to use the court's resources to gain my own political achievements in the future?"

"If one could successfully ascend to the position of City God, even within the entire underworld system, he would be considered a high-ranking official, right?"

"Isn't this more comfortable than being a poor, self-made ghost boss?"

From the process of Chen Sandao taking office as a ghost messenger, it can be seen that if he wants to promote an ordinary wandering soul to a ghost messenger, he has to do good deeds himself.

If he chooses the path of a military general, he will have to do nothing in the future and work hard day and night to earn good karma. Otherwise, he can only be a commander without troops.

But if he really had so much good karma, wouldn’t it be great to use it to upgrade the level of City God?

Looking back at the City God route, he only needs to do his job well in the Dusi Tianjian, slaying demons and monsters, and maintaining local law and order, and he can get political achievements that lead to promotion and wealth in the dynasty of the living, as well as promotion and wealth in the underworld... But I have never heard that military merits are required for the promotion of civil servants.

The official position in the dynasty of the living world can provide him with great convenience in gaining political achievements in the underworld.

And the official position in the underworld can in turn provide him with great support for his political achievements in the dynasty on earth.

It can be said that we kill two birds with one stone, grab both hands and make both hands strong!
If in the future, he can sit half in the position of the chief of the Great Zhou Si Tianjian and half in the position of the City God of the Great Zhou, then whether the yin and yang of the Great Zhou are in chaos or not will be decided by him, Wang Lao Hu, right?
In comparison, the only advantage of the Wuchang route over the Chenghuang route is its military strength, which is not enough to be mentioned at all.

To improve his martial arts, he could use merit points to improve his martial arts, and he could choose and pick what he was lacking...

"Chuck!"

Wang Wen wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his eyes shining, raised his head and said in a loud voice: "Master wants to be the City God!"

With a thought, the soft golden light floating in his vision quickly retracted and turned into a rectangular copper court sceptre with a triangular top.

The book of Chao Hu:

【City God of Jiangdu County】

[Achievements: 15]

[Yin De: 0]

Yin Spirit: Night Wandering

【City God Temple: (Damaged)】

[Hundred Schools: Taiyi Rescue and Protection Sutra (First Level), Black Tiger Fist (Perfection), Liuhe Spear (Mastery), Iron Shirt (Third Level), Palm Thunder (Third Level), Canglan Nine-fold Waves (Second Level)]

This time, as the City God's Order slowly appeared, a clear and magnificent voice like silver beads falling on a jade plate rang out in Wang Wen's mind, teaching him a profound method called "Taiyi Jiuku Husbandry and Body Protection Sutra".

The moment Wang Wen heard the voice, he was so addicted to it that he couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't even notice that his good karma had been reduced to zero.

It was not until Chen Sandao returned to the room with a face as pale as paper that he was awakened from that mysterious state.

He let out a long breath, the joy of having gained enlightenment still lingering in his heart. "What time is it? Didn't we agree that no one would be allowed in unless I called you?"

"Brother, I really can't stand it anymore..."

Chen Sandao's body became transparent again, and even the word "bad" on his forehead was so faint that it was almost invisible. He trembled and whispered, "I feel like I'm about to melt in the sun."

Wang Wen glanced out the window upon hearing the sound and found it was still gloomy outside: "Didn't you say you were afraid of the sun? There's no sunshine outside!"

Chen Sandao murmured softly, "At first I thought I wasn't afraid of the sun anymore, but after a while, I started to feel uncomfortable all over..."

"It seems that you just don't die when you see the light like before."

Wang Wen said thoughtfully: "If you want to truly not be afraid of the sun, you have to practice hard."

Chen Sandao nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, I will definitely work hard, I will definitely work hard..."

Wang Wen waved his hand and said, "Alright, go back to the ancestral tablet and rest first. You can go to the government office to help after dark."

Chen Sandao clasped his fists as if he had been pardoned, and jumped into his memorial tablet.

Wang Wen put his spirit tablet into the drawer, turned around and sat back at the table, quietly thinking about the "Taiyi Jiuku Husbandry and Body Protection Miraculous Sutra" that he had just realized.

This wonderful sutra seems to be the fundamental practice of the City God and other Yin officials. Practicing this wonderful sutra can not only enhance and strengthen the foundation of the soul and improve the realm of the Yin God, but also enable one to comprehend many mysterious methods without a teacher.

For example, he has already gained a preliminary understanding of the methods that a city god should have, such as summoning spirits, controlling ghosts, consecrating, refining treasures, etc., and now he can barely be considered a half-cultivator.

Why can it only be said to be half?
But it’s because he has no magic power!
He even doubted whether he could cultivate the mysterious Yin magic power taught to him by the "Taiyi Jiuku Husbandry Sutra".

This is because the method of refining the Xuan Yin taught in the "Taiyi Jiuku Hushen Miaojing" is the orthodox method of ghost practice.

How can a hot-blooded man like him practice the way of ghosts?

Can ice be made from fire?
But with such a miraculous skill in front of him, how could Wang Wen be willing to just put it aside without even trying it out?

More importantly, the City God's daily life requires Xuanyin mana to support it. For example, the two basic abilities of the City God are to summon spirits and control ghosts. If you don't even have mana, how can you summon them? How can you control ghosts?
Not to mention the huge project of refining the City God Temple and turning it into a ghost den to accommodate the ghost people under its jurisdiction.

Wang Wen did not hesitate for too long and quickly decided to give it a try.

He stood up and walked to the bed, took off his shoes and socks, sat cross-legged on the bed, and tried to condense the mysterious Yin magic power using the method taught in the "Taiyi Jiuku Hushen Miaojing".

Not long after, he felt a cool, light aura flow down the Baihui acupoint on his head and into his purple palace. Although his eyes were closed, he suddenly felt a bright light before his eyes, and his consciousness clearly saw many of the furnishings in the room. In particular, he could clearly see a faint gray gas lingering in the drawer where Chen Sandao's spirit tablet was stored...

"Is this... a divine thought?"

Wang Wen opened his eyes suddenly in shock: "I really cultivated the mysterious Yin power? This... How is this possible?"

He was filled with surprise and joy, and started to rack his brain to find the answer among the many common sense of cultivation that he had just learned from the "Taiyi Jiuku Hushen Miaojing".

In the end, he actually found the answer...

"The primordial spirit hides in the purple palace, gathering energy to seek immortality..."

He suddenly realized: "Among the three Dantians, the lower Dantian stores essence, the middle Dantian circulates qi, and the upper Dantian receives spirit. I first cultivated the Yin Spirit to reside in the Purple Palace, and then directly used the Yin Spirit to control the Xuanyin magic power. It is like installing an extra organ in my body that can accommodate the Xuanyin magic power..."

'In other words, as long as I don't practice any martial arts involving the Purple Palace acupoints, and maintain a perfect control of the Yin Spirit realm higher than the realm of the Taiyi Rescue and Protection Sutra for a long time, I can live to become the City God and possess both the Qi of a warrior and the magic power of a ghost cultivator!'

'This is a dual-core drive!'

Wang Wen was overjoyed and stretched out his right hand, aiming at the fine steel silver spear in the corner.

In an instant, a trace of mysterious Yin magic power wrapped around the fine steel silver spear and fell into his palm!
"handsome!"

He smiled and shook the gun casually, and a stream of black water spread out from his palm, instantly coating the entire steel gun with a layer of colorful black.

……

Just when Wang Wen was staying in his room, developing new and magical uses for the Xuanyin magic power.

The many arrangements he made this morning were also being carried out simultaneously in Yangzhou City...

Not to mention the government office, both Li Heng, who was in charge of collecting gunpowder, and Cheng Xian, who was in charge of collecting firewood, made very smooth progress.

It couldn't possibly go wrong. After all, they were going to fight the evil ghost in the government office tonight. If anyone dared to cause trouble for them at this critical juncture, their Si Tianwei would chop him to pieces!
The temple fair organized by Huang Xingde is progressing very well. This old man has been in Yangzhou City for his entire life and has both prestige and credibility.

He personally organized the temple fair. Not to mention paying the money, even if he didn't pay it at all, there was no merchant in the entire Yangzhou city who dared to offend him.

With the support of the Cao Gang's manpower and material resources, the temple fair venue at Qiling Temple was set up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This old man had even prepared for a rainy day. Using the name of Qinghetang as a guarantee, he used the Cao Gang's boats to transport all the stored grain from the major grain stores in the city out of the city by water, and the grain was then floated on the canal outside the city...

In this way, even if the fire got out of control at night and burned down the entire Yangzhou city, famine would not occur in just three to five days.

Given Yangzhou's favorable geographical location with convenient access by land and water, as long as the city's food reserves can last for three to five days, there will be no major chaos.

And Xu Ergou was really very capable this time. It took him less than half a day to form a long queue at the twelve gates of Yangzhou City.

Countless residents of Yangzhou City, with their families, pushed wheelbarrows, and carried large and small bags, waiting anxiously in long queues, constantly gazing at the sun in the distance, fearing that they would not be able to leave the city before dark.

At the same time, in order to create momentum and encourage the people of the city to leave the city, Xu Ergou posted notices recruiting extraordinary people, which also achieved miraculous results beyond their expectations.

Before noon, hundreds of strange men who prided themselves on their bravery came to Xu Ergou with the notice posted by Xu Ergou.

Among these people, there were martial arts masters passing through Yangzhou City, old monks begging for alms, wandering Taoists telling fortunes, and fortune tellers looking after graves...

When Wang Wen hurried to the bloody ghost den, he even met a person who was far beyond his expectations.

"My dear nephew, you've arrived just in time!"

Jiang Jin saw Wang Wen from afar and waved at him with a smile: "Come here quickly, uncle will introduce you to a hero in the martial arts world."

Wang Wen casually handed the fine steel silver spear to a Si Tianwei. He looked with some doubt at the disheveled, tall, burly, greasy-faced, middle-aged man sitting opposite his master. He even noticed a yellowish lump of eye mucus the size of a soybean stuck in the corner of his eye...

"Who is this hero?"

He felt disgusted, but in front of his own master uncle, he still maintained courtesy, stepped forward, clasped his fists and said, "Master uncle, why are you here?"

"Come here and broaden your horizons..."

Jiang Jin smiled faintly and brushed it off lightly. Then, pointing to the round-faced man in front of him, he introduced him to Wang Wen in a serious tone, "My dear nephew, this is the eleventh generation leader of the Beggars' Sect, Lin Baichuan."

'Oh my god! '

Wang Wen cried out in his heart, and subconsciously took two steps towards Jiang Jin with a vigilant look.

Lin Baichuan squinted his eyes at Wang Wen and said in a deep voice, his emotions unclear, "Are you Wang Erhu from the Qinghe Gang, who killed Peng Ying, the leader of the Beggars' Sect?"

Wang Wen suddenly felt regretful about handing over the fine steel silver spear...

Just as he was about to curse with a frown on his face, Jiang Jin suddenly patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous. Gang Leader Lin is an upright person who hates evil. He won't bully the weak or make things difficult for you!"

His warm big hand made Wang Wen feel a little relieved.

He glanced at the two or three hundred busy Si Tianwei around him and sneered, "Upright and upright, hating evil? Are you worthy of that?"

Jiang Jin was startled and subconsciously stepped forward to block Wang Wen. He laughed and said, "The child is ignorant. Gang Leader Lin, please don't bother with him."

Wang Wen took the opportunity to raise his hand and waved to the Si Tianwei who was holding his gun on the side, saying, "Master, this matter is none of your business. You don't have to speak for him... Mr. Lin, do you see this ghost den?"

He pointed his left hand at the den of ghosts beside him and asked loudly.

Lin Baichuan narrowed his eyes, his expression showing no trace of anger. He spoke softly in a tone that was calmer than Wang Wen had expected, "Is this... the fault of the Beggars' Sect?"

Wang Wen took his gun and held it in his hand, then gave him a strange look...

Jiang Jin patted his shoulder again and said softly, "Don't be afraid, just say it if you have something to say!"

Wang Wen pondered for a moment, then took a step forward, staring intently at Lin Baichuan. He lowered his voice and growled, "That evil spirit inside jumped out of the White Lotus Sect's altar. I personally destroyed the White Lotus Sect's altar. Around the altar, I saw many, many white porcelain dolls... white porcelain dolls that sealed the souls of young boys and girls!"

"Those children were handed over to the White Lotus by you, the upright and righteous Beggars' Sect members who hate evil!"

Lin Baichuan's eyes suddenly widened.

Jiang Jin also looked at Wang Wen in shock.

Lin Baichuan stared at Wang Wen intently and responded word by word: "Little boy, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want. It can kill people."

Wang Wen sneered, "Don't believe it? Aren't you the leader of the Beggars' Sect? Go check it out!"

Lin Baichuan turned his head and looked up at the three or four-story-high blood-red ghost den, remaining silent.

(End of this chapter)