Zombie World, I am a wild god in Renjia Town

"I understand, Master."

Qiu Sheng nodded. Wen Cai, who was carving wood to make a ancestral tablet, said happily, "Master, we are going to make a fortune this time."

"Yeah, you can get ten dollars for consecrating a ancestral tablet. That's a lot of money."

Qiu Sheng happily engraved Huang Daogong's name on the ancestral tablet, "Huang Daogong is truly the God of Wealth of our charity cemetery."

These past two days they have been counting money until their hands cramped.

Uncle Jiu, who is always serious, couldn't help but smile when he thought about this. The appearance of Huang Daogong really brought a long-term and effective way of making money to their charity cemetery.

"It's a pity that consecrating the ancestral tablets takes too much energy and effort. Even Master is so skilled, but he can only do it a few times a day. Otherwise, we would earn more."

Wencai cried out what a pity.

Buzz! !

Just as the three of them, the master and his disciples, were busy consecrating the ancestral tablet, there was a sudden buzzing sound in the ancestral hall.

"Master, someone is using gossip to send a message!"

Qiu Sheng knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.

"I gonna go see."

Uncle Jiu stopped what he was doing and hurried into the ancestral hall to check. When he picked up the Bagua mirror enshrined under the ancestral tablet, his eyes lit up and he said to Wencai and Qiusheng outside, "Your uncle Simu is passing by our charity cemetery while he's driving the corpses. You two should go to town to deliver the ancestral tablet to Mr. Huang and buy some vegetables while you're there."

"I understand, Master!"

Wencai and Qiusheng received a whole dollar from Uncle Jiu and were a little surprised. "Master, you're giving me so much!"

"We were short of money before, so we had to save money. Now that we're making money, we naturally need to improve our food. Take the money and go to town to buy a roast duck and some pork ribs, and catch a fish to make soup."

Uncle Jiu was rarely generous. Wencai and Qiu Sheng happily took the money and went out to the town to deliver the ancestral tablet to Huang Baiwan's home, and at the same time to buy roast duck and fish.

"Ding, incense value +40!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for acquiring the new territory - Huang Baiwan's family. As a reward, I hereby give you 10 large yellow croakers!"

In the main god space, Huang Dao received a system prompt sound of a new jurisdiction, and at the same time obtained ten large yellow croakers.

During the Republic of China period, people called gold bars big yellow croaker and small yellow croaker according to their weight. A big yellow croaker weighed ten taels, and a small yellow croaker weighed only one tael.

One of the small yellow croakers can be exchanged for about forty or fifty dollars.

As a god, Huang Dao himself does not need money, but he can give it to his believers to increase their faith in him and thus gain more incense points.

……

Yizhuang.

As the sun sets and the sky darkens, bursts of dull sounds like drumming suddenly come from outside.

Then, a Taoist priest wearing glasses and with an unruly air was seen shaking the Sanqing Bell and jumping into the house with a group of corpses dressed in funeral clothes in the style of Qing Dynasty official uniforms.

"Brother, I'm here to bother you again."

This person is none other than Uncle Jiu’s junior fellow apprentice, Taoist Simu.

"Junior brother!"

"Uncle Master!!"

Uncle Jiu: ", the master and his two disciples heard the sound and came out to greet them.

"Wencai, help your uncle take his customers to the morgue. Don't make trouble this time."

"Yes, Master."

Wencai happily borrowed the Sanqing Bell and Soul Lamp from Taoist Simu. Taoist Simu smiled and pinched Wencai's face, "Wencai, you are so good. Uncle Master loves you so much."

"Ouch, uncle, it hurts!!"

Wencai screamed in pain and asked Taoist Simu to let go.

Taoist Simu has a bad habit. He likes to pinch the faces of his juniors and say "I love you so much".

Wencai and Qiu Sheng suffered greatly from this.

"Alright, Junior Brother, stop making trouble. The food is ready and we're waiting for you. Come and take a seat!"

Uncle Jiu's words helped Wencai escape from the sea of suffering. He rang the Sanqing Bell as if he had been pardoned and led Taoist Simu's customers to the morgue.

"Brother, I won't be polite then."

Taoist Simu rubbed his hands together and followed Uncle Jiu through the courtyard with a look of joy on his face. He saw the courtyard full of half-finished ancestral tablets and asked in surprise, "Why are there so many tablets? Senior Brother, is the charity cemetery business not doing well, so you've switched to selling tablets?"

Uncle Jiu waved his hand and said, "That's not true. Someone just asked me to help consecrate the statue and welcome the gods."

"So many people are welcoming the gods? Which master is so popular!?"

Taoist Simu casually picked up a half-finished ancestral tablet and looked at the name of the deity on it. He was even more surprised and said, "Huang Daogong? Who is this great deity? How come I have never heard of him?"

"Huang Daogong was originally a deity enshrined in the Huangdao Temple on the official road. Because he displayed various miraculous powers, he was believed in and worshipped by many people. The charity cemetery also brought back a tablet of Huang Daogong to guard the homes of those who have done good deeds."

Uncle Jiu briefly introduced Huang Daogong to Taoist Simu.

Qiu Sheng added, "Uncle Master, Huang Daogong is truly powerful. Not only did he appear in spirit to repel the giant beast, he also appeared in person to kill the zombies..."

"So amazing!?"

Taoist Simu was amazed. When he entered the hall, he saw the sumptuous dishes on the table and was very surprised. "Brother, why is the food so sumptuous? Are you guys at the charity cemetery not planning to live a good life?!"

The food in the charity cemetery in the past could not be described as simple, but it was just ordinary home-cooked meals.

After all, the charity cemetery’s income is not high, and life has always been tight.

Qiu Sheng chuckled, "Master, you probably don't understand this. Because Huang Daogong is becoming more and more popular, many people have asked my master to help them consecrate their tablets. I can earn ten yuan for each consecration. Right now, the orders for consecrating Huang Daogong tablets are already booked for half a month."

This time, the trend of welcoming the god Huang Daogong made the charity cemetery earn a lot of money.

“So profitable!?”

Taoist Simu's eyes suddenly widened. He worked hard to help people drive corpses, and only earned ten dollars from each family.

However, helping people to drive corpses not only put him in the sun and wind, but also forced him to travel through mountains and rivers, sleep in the open air, and the money he earned was hard-earned.

But Uncle Jiu made a lot of money just by sitting at home, which made him envious and jealous for a while.

"The trend of welcoming the gods is just a temporary thing. We can only make a few hundred dollars at most. It's not worth mentioning."

Uncle Jiu accidentally let slip that he could make hundreds of dollars.

"Hundreds of dollars!?"

Taoist Simu's eyes widened immediately. How many small yellow croakers could this be exchanged for?!

After so many years of hard work in corpse-carrying, he only managed to save up a small box of small yellow croakers.

However, Uncle Jiu easily made a lot of money from small yellow croakers.

God is so unfair.

Uncle Jiu picked up his chopsticks and called to Taoist Simu, "Brother, let's not talk so much. Come and eat."

However, Taoist Simu was in no mood to eat. The words "hundreds of dollars" that Uncle Jiu had just mentioned kept echoing in his mind, and he was absent-minded.

Qiu Sheng saw the distraught look of Taoist Simu and shook his head secretly. He dared to bet that his master had let the secret slip on purpose. It was a blatant show-off.

When Wencai settled the "customer" and came back, he saw Taoist Simu looking absent-minded as if he had been possessed by a ghost.

He leaned over to Qiu Sheng and asked quietly, "Brother, what happened to my uncle?"

Qiu Sheng glanced at Taoist Simu and shook his head.

“I am crazy about money!!”

Chapter 40: The Laborer, the Taoist Priest Simu, and the Charming Woman

So, stimulated by Uncle Jiu's words, Taoist Simu pestered Uncle Jiu to help him make a fortune.

The charity cemetery received a large number of orders for the consecration of ancestral tablets.

If Uncle Jiu works alone, it will not only consume his energy but also his time.

Taoist Simu was trying to help Uncle Jiu share the burden by pestering Uncle Jiu to allocate some orders to him so that he could also make some money.

Uncle Jiu really couldn't "persuade" Taoist Simu, so he could only "reluctantly" allocate part of the orders to Taoist Simu.

However, he made three rules with Taoist Simu: this was the order he accepted and he also provided the materials, so he should take half of the remuneration.

Taoist Simu only considered it for a moment before gritting his teeth and agreeing.

He only charged ten dollars for each order of helping people to drive corpses, but he could get five dollars for each order of helping people to consecrate statues, which was already a huge profit.

He didn't want to miss this opportunity to make money without doing anything.

Uncle Jiu also did not lose out. By asking Taoist Simu, a worker, to help him, he almost earned half of the salary for free.

So, Uncle Jiu "tearfully" asked Taoist Simu to join in, and the two brothers consecrated the ancestral tablet together, and the progress was very fast.

However, similar orders continue to come in.

I can't finish it, I can't finish it at all.

Two days passed, and Taoist Simu had to painfully end this easy and pleasant job because he had to drive the corpses of his customers back home.

"Brother, don't tire yourself out. Work slowly. I'll help you share this pain the next time I pass by."

Taoist Simu sincerely asked Uncle Jiu to take care of his health, and Uncle Jiu nodded in response with a strange expression.

"Junior brother, it's getting late, you should get on the road early!!"

"Brother, we'll meet again next time."

"Goodbye, Uncle Master!"

Taoist Simu took a large sum of money and said goodbye tearfully, then set off with his group of taciturn customers.

The corpse-driving team is different from when they first arrived. The last customer is carrying a tablet dedicated to Huang Daogong.

Taoist Simu was originally not interested in worshipping Huang Daogong. Being a stingy person, he only wanted to make money.

However, I heard from Uncle Jiu that Huang Daogong is very effective and can suppress evil spirits, so I suggested that Taoist Simu ask Taoist Simu to get a tablet of Huang Daogong to take home and worship it.

Taoist Simu's Taoist temple is located in the deep mountains and old forests, where monsters often appear. Moreover, his business of corpse-driving is extremely dangerous. Not only is the corpse-driving team in danger of resurrecting the dead at any time, but it is also easy to encounter evil spirits on the way.

If you have the blessing of Zodiac God, then you can have an extra layer of insurance.

Taoist Simu himself is not afraid of any monsters or demons, but he has a disciple named Jiale.

Because he has to drive corpses, he is away from home all year round, so Jiale is usually the only one left at the dojo, which is indeed a bit dangerous.

Asking for a tablet of Huang Daogong to be worshipped can ensure the safety of the temple and the family.

Of course, what finally made Taoist Simu make up his mind was Wencai's mention that Huang Daogong could bless people to make a fortune. Since the charity cemetery started to enshrine Huang Daogong, it immediately became rich.

Wencai's words made Taoist Simu's eyes light up, and he said happily: Huang Daogong and I are destined to be together! !

Therefore, it was natural for Taoist Simu to receive a tablet of Huang Daogong and enshrine it in a small shrine he made, which was then carried on the back of his customer.

"Brothers, let's get going!!"

Taoist Simu shook the Sanqing Bell, took out a handful of paper money from the Bagua cloth bag and scattered it, then gradually disappeared into the night with the customers behind him.

"I hope you have a safe journey, Junior Brother!"

Uncle Jiu looked at the departing figure of Taoist Simu and gave his sincere wishes.

Qiu Sheng said with a smile: "Master, with Huang Daogong's blessing, Uncle Master will have a safe journey."

"Yes, yes, yes. Huang Daogong is extremely powerful and kind-hearted. He will protect my uncle and return home safely."

Wencai nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Uncle Jiu nodded, his eyes falling on Qiu Sheng, "Why aren't you going home so late? Be careful, your aunt might come to the charity cemetery to ask for me."

"Master, I'll go back now."

"Remember to bring the Huang Daogong spirit tablet that your aunt received."

"understood!"

Ever since Mr. Ren promised in front of Huang Dao’s temple that any family that worshipped Huang Dao would receive a portion of rice for free, a trend of welcoming the god immediately arose in Renjia Town.

People like to follow the crowd and go with the trend. After this wave of welcoming the god started, it led others to blindly welcome Huang Daogong.