Zombie World, I am a wild god in Renjia Town

The crowd watching was discussing the matter one after another, and they applauded the fact that Mr. Yin Yang, the evil villain, had such a fate.

When the county magistrate, Mr. Ren and others heard about this, they came to watch and immediately arranged for a security team to protect them.

Mr. Ren was extremely happy to see the end of Mr. Yin-Yang "Ba Ba Qi". His faith in Huang Dao Gong, who helped their Ren family avenge their great hatred, became even stronger. He went home to burn incense and express his gratitude to Huang Dao Gong.

"Ding, incense value +100!!"

In the main god space, Huang Dao quickly received the incense value provided by Master Ren. He was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that a shrewd person like Master Ren could become his die-hard believer. It was really rare.

"system!!"

He shook his head and called out the system panel:

【Merit and Incense Becoming God System】

Host: Zodiac

Identity: Land God (Village)

Rank: Sixth-rank meritorious body

Lifespan: ***

Supernatural powers: divine power, qi reading, dream entry, exorcism, tranquility, earth travel, aura, control of objects, access to hidden places, transportation...

Jurisdiction: Huangdao Temple, Renjia, Yizhuang, Renjia Town, Zhenhun Street...

Merit value: 65237

Incense value: 759310

He looked at the merit column and became more alert.

After the battle to annihilate Mr. Yin Yang, his merit value soared by more than 50,000.

It has to be said that Mr. Yin Yang secretly raised so many zombies, and in the end, all of them benefited him, allowing him to earn a lot of merit.

Thinking of this, he also praised Mr. Yin Yang in his heart as a good man.

Sacrifice yourself for the sake of others.

Huang Dao smiled with satisfaction, but he suddenly remembered something. After he looked through Mr. Yin Yang's memory, he learned that when the horse bandits were wiped out, Mr. Yin Yang had sent a message back to Xiangxi, requesting support again.

He smiled playfully, wondering what kind of person Xiangxi would send out this time.

Of course, apart from the skyrocketing merit points, what concerned him more was that even though he had such a large amount of merit points, there was no + sign in the grade column.

You know, if his merit value is converted into incense value, it is more than six million.

However, even with such a huge amount of incense value, he could not be promoted to the next level of deity.

Judging from his promotion from village landowner to township landowner, could it be that to advance to the next level, town landowner, he would need to spend tens of millions of incense points!?

Unlike the beginning, since he was promoted to a regular land god, each upgrade to a higher level of godhood would consume ten times the incense value of the previous level.

That was why he could reasonably infer that it would cost tens of millions of incense points to be promoted to the town land.

Huang Dao sighed lightly. His promotion to the position of god was consuming more and more incense points. If it were not for the assistance from Mr. Yin Yang, he didn't know how long it would take to accumulate enough incense points to be promoted to the next level of godhood.

The expansion of faith is imminent.

Fortunately, the county magistrate had already intended to welcome him to the county town for worship, and at the same time spread his faith to the towns and villages under his jurisdiction.

As long as he manages it properly, he will soon be able to gain the incense of an entire county.

In fact, as the horse thief incident fermented and spread, the belief in Huang Dao had already slowly spread to nearby towns and villages.

Especially the towns and villages that were destroyed by horse thieves, they were very grateful to Huang Daogong for eliminating the horse thieves, and many people began to believe in him.

As long as he develops step by step, he will be able to convert the residents of these towns into his followers and believers sooner or later.

……

Mao Shanming was frightened by the public trial and did good deeds, recruiting a family of ghosts

Baohe Village!

Ever since Mao Shanming received the warning and gift from Huang Daogong, he has been hiding in the inn and studying the art of qigong with ecstasy.

It was not until Eunuch Huang Dao tried the Yin-Yang Master that Mao Shanming woke up in shock after seeing the miserable state of the Yin-Yang Master in his dream.

He sat on the bed, gasping for breath, his heart pounding.

When Huang Daogong gets angry, his wrath is truly like thunder!

Mao Shanming thought of the tragic end of Mr. Yin Yang and shuddered all over, fearing that he would end up like this.

Under the stimulation of this scene, he finally came to his senses. He still had the responsibility to do good deeds and could not delay for too long, otherwise, if he angered Huang Daogong, Mr. Yin and Yang's today would be his tomorrow.

Do good, you must do good!!

So, he put aside his work of practicing qigong, got up early in the morning and went out. This time, he was no longer thinking about cheating people, but thinking about how to do good deeds and accumulate virtue.

If he could do one good deed every day, he would be able to complete the requirement of a hundred good deeds in less than a year. Then he could wash away his sins and start a new life. He would no longer have to worry about having his tongue pulled out, skinned, and thrown into a frying pan after his death.

Mao Shanming already had some knowledge of physiognomy, and now he had mastered the exquisite art of observing qi, which enabled him to infer a person's fortune, misfortune, status and social status through his face, complexion and temperament.

Of course, Mao Shanming currently only has a superficial understanding of the art of qi-reading, and is still limited to judging a person's fortune based on his appearance.

It is far inferior to the ecliptic's ability to see through a mortal's destiny at a glance and infer a person's fortune from the qi column.

Mao Shanming kept his eyes open and observed the passers-by on the street, trying to see from their faces if anyone was in trouble and needed his help.

But as he walked along, he was completely confused. He only saw that the people coming and going on the street all had rosy faces and good luck. Why would they need his help?

He muttered to himself, "How could the people under Huang Daogong's rule live such a happy and contented life? This is truly a mystery."

If he wants to do good deeds, he must help people solve their problems. And it can't be the small kindness of helping an old lady cross the street. It must be the big kindness of helping people overcome difficulties.

Otherwise, he would be really sorry for the abilities bestowed upon him by the old man Huang Daogong.

Moreover, he was afraid that Huang Daogong would mistakenly think that he was doing a perfunctory job, and would be unhappy and drag him away to chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs.

But the problem now is that the people under Huang Daogong's rule obviously do not have any major difficulties for him to solve.

It makes it difficult for him to do good deeds and accumulate virtue.

It's not a solution to keep wasting time like this.

Mao Shanming returned to the inn and called Dabao and Xiaobao out to discuss the matter.

Dabao and Xiaobao exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Uncle Ming, have you forgotten why we fled to Renjia Town? There's a haunted house in Mr. Tan's house in Tanjia Town waiting for us to go back and solve!"

They, two ghosts, cheated the landlord out of his money by pretending to be ghosts, but they never expected to run into a whole family of ghosts in Tanjia Town. They were so scared that they fled and eventually ended up in Renjia Town, where they were caught by the old man Huang Daogong.

Fortunately, Huang Daogong was kind-hearted and did not bother with them. He not only gave them a chance to reform, but also gave them a great opportunity.

It was a blessing in disguise.

"Yes!!"

Mao Shanming slapped his thigh, wondering how he could have forgotten about this matter.

Dabao and Xiaobao proudly clapped their mourning sticks and soul-catching ropes in their hands and said with a smile, "Now we are ghost messengers. With the soul-beating sticks and soul-catching ropes given by the old man Huang Daogong, dealing with this family of ghosts is a piece of cake."

The Yincha is the nemesis of the dead souls.

As long as the ghost is not powerful enough, it will be powerless to fight back against the ghost messenger's mourning stick and soul-catching rope.

Even those as vicious as horse thieves and evil spirits were subdued by the ghost messengers.

It would be even easier for them to deal with the ghosts in Mr. Tan's house in Tanjia Town.

"Haha, if you don't return home when you're rich, it's like walking in the night in fine clothes. We've upgraded our muskets to cannons now, so it's time to go back and take revenge."

Mao Shanming laughed heartily, packed his luggage with great satisfaction, built a box-like shrine and put it on his back, then took Dabao and Xiaobao and headed straight for Tanjia Town.

Tanjia Town is right next to Renjia Town...

Mr. Tan, who once hired Mao Shanming to catch ghosts, was a wealthy landlord in Tanjia Town. He had considerable wealth and specially built an exquisite forest garden villa on Taishan.

They originally wanted to move in with their whole family, but they never imagined that there was a family of ghosts' graves underneath the courtyard, causing hauntings every night. They were so scared that they dared not live in it, and could only ask various Taoist priests and monks to help catch ghosts.

However, Mr. Tan was a notoriously miserly person and was unwilling to pay a high price for hiring people, so all he hired were charlatans like Mao Shanming. As a result, even after so much time had passed, the ghost issue had not been resolved.

Mao Shanming excitedly went straight to Mr. Tan's house in the town and knocked on the door with great confidence.

With a creaking sound, the door opened and the gatekeeper poked his head out. He glanced at Mao Shanming with a look of surprise on his face. "It's you, this deceitful quack."

He remembered Mao Shanming. The last time Mao Shanming came to catch ghosts with full confidence, he was beaten and fled by a family of ghosts.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, he came to my door again.

Mao Shanming coughed dryly, then said arrogantly, "Let your master come out. Tell him I can help him catch ghosts."

"You said the same thing last time."

The gatekeeper curled his lips and looked at Mao Shanming with disdain, which made Mao Shanming so angry that he shouted, "Let me tell you, my current identity is extraordinary. I am ordered by Master Huang Dao to walk the mortal world on his behalf, catching ghosts and demons, and subduing dragons and tigers."

"Huang Daogong!?"

The gatekeeper's eyes lit up. As Huang Dao frequently performed miracles in Renjia Town, legends about him had already spread to the neighboring towns. However, most people were skeptical and wait-and-see, and did not immediately believe in Huang Daogong.

Of course, there are also many people who are deeply influenced by the idea of immortals and begin to believe in Huang Daogong.

After all, such an effective deity is rare.

Believe it, have it!

Anyway, believing in gods won't make them lose a piece of flesh, so many people worship gods with a certain degree of faith in them.

If you ask how much they believe in gods, it's not necessarily the case.

"Are you serious?!"

The gatekeeper looked at Mao Shanming suspiciously, his face full of distrust.

Mao Shanming was depressed. He had originally wanted to return home in glory, but he never expected to be stopped by a gatekeeper when he got back to Tanjia Town.

He took a deep breath and stared at the gatekeeper for a few seconds, leaving the gatekeeper confused.

Mao Shanming shook his head and said mysteriously, "I see that your face has flaws. You will suffer financial loss today."

The gatekeeper said disdainfully, "None of your fortune teller's words work on me." He was used to hearing this classic opening line from fortune tellers.

Either it is a disaster of financial loss or a disaster of bloodshed, and there is no way to change it.

"Li Er, I asked you to guard the door but you're chatting here. That's outrageous. I'll deduct ten cents from your wages!!"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the courtyard of the house. The gatekeeper was stunned by what he heard. Looking at the complacent Mao Shanming, he stammered, "It really came true."

"What is coming true?!"

The man who had just spoken came out of the courtyard. Mao Shanming's eyes lit up when he saw him. He smiled and bowed, "Master Tan, we meet again."

It turned out that the visitor was Mr. Tan, who was upset by the haunted incident. When he saw Mao Shanming, he immediately cursed angrily: "You dare to come back, you liar? Do you believe I will have your legs broken!?"

"Master Tan, please calm down. I failed last time because I was not skilled enough, but this time I am very different."

Mao Shanming coughed, then raised his head and puffed out his chest as he spoke, "Please allow me to introduce myself. I am a great wizard who has been granted the gift of Huang Daogong and orders him to walk the mortal world on his behalf, subduing demons and monsters. This time, I've come specifically to subdue the family of ghosts that are causing trouble in your house."

Mr. Tan was stunned by Mao Shanming's words.

"Master, he may be telling the truth."

The gatekeeper took the opportunity to tell Mr. Tan everything that had just happened, hoping that Mr. Tan would keep his promise to deduct his wages.

Mr. Tan pretended not to see the gatekeeper's expectation. The wages had already been deducted and there was no way he could get them back.

There is no way that a miser like him would miss such an opportunity to deduct money.

"So, you do have a way to deal with the ghost that's causing trouble in my new house!?"

Mr. Tan looked at Mao Shanming with a little anticipation.

Mao Shanming snorted twice, patted his chest and said confidently, "Please rest assured, Master Tan, I promise to catch him easily."

Chapter 103: Killing ghosts in a name, summoning souls, and recruiting a family of ghosts

night!

Mr. Tan’s new house!

This house has a beautiful environment, gorgeous decoration, elegance and tranquility. It is truly a first-class luxury house.

Mr. Tan, a miser, felt the pain of losing 100 million every day as he watched the house he had spent a lot of money to build was uninhabitable.