What kind of Journey to the West is this?

Apart from anything else, at least the temple fair at the City God Temple should have already started.

If I set up a stall, I should be able to make a lot of money - it's the end of the year, and everyone has to spend some money.

Xue Shier frowned and said, "You are such a person, your mind is always thinking about money..."

Yanxia was happy and picked up Xue Shier.

The cat resisted a little, but did not struggle. It let An Yanxia hold it, and then heard:

"This is called a gentleman's love of money, but he gets it in a proper way. I have many other ways to make money, but they are all unrighteous ways."

Xue Shi'er tilted his head and said, "What is this unrighteous method? Tell me about it."

"That is the method of the Flesh and Blood God of Wealth. There are three levels of cultivation. The first is called "Money Eyes Open." You must thoroughly read the divine book called Capital and awaken from within to the understanding of the socially necessary labor time contained in people, things, and events. Then, once your Dharma Eye is open, you will be able to see the value of all things."

Xue Shi'er thought this was nonsense and shook his head, saying, "Since everything can be measured by value, then what is a human being?"

Yan Xia narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Some of it can be a commodity."

"Magic power."

"Hehe! There's no good or bad in martial arts, but there's good and evil in cultivation!"

"What about the second level?"

"The second level is called the Circulation of Money. It extracts surplus value from labor and transforms it into boundless wealth. This wealth can be reinvested in industry, which in turn transforms it into money. Thus, money begets money, just as your luck circulates through the heavens: one begets two, two begets three."

Xue Shier's eyes lit up. This sounded quite interesting.

She wasn't short of money, nor did she dislike having more money, but she wouldn't harm others just to make money. If Jiang Banxia were here, things would be different.

If Jiang Banxia heard that there was such a martial art in the world, she would definitely kowtow to An Yanxia and beg her to take her in.

As I said, there is no good or bad in martial arts, but there is right and wrong in practice.

Some practiced it in the right way, and some practiced it in the wrong way. If Jiang Banxia really got into it, with her ruthless personality, she'd probably be an evil god of wealth...

Yan Xia added, "Finally, there is the third realm, called the Return of All Transformations to Origin."

"Your money is making money, but that's not the end! When you invest your money in an industry, people have to participate in your industry, and that involves distribution! How should the profits be divided? It's all up to you. Right and wrong are all within this realm."

"The wealth of all people is gathered by one person, hence the saying 'All Changes Return to the Original Qi'. Even more powerful, one can even create a commodity from thin air to harvest leeks, using money to suppress the wealth of the world and create a bubble in the economy. And one can even take advantage of people's misfortunes and short-sell currencies to gain more with less..."

Xue Shier was confused when he heard this.

She didn't understand anything else, but when she heard the sound, she could make out four words:

Sucking blood and skinning!

She broke free from Yan Xia's embrace and said warily, "It really is a demonic skill!"

If she wasn't familiar with An Yanxia, she would have definitely changed into her true form and caught her on the spot.

If this kind of magic power falls into the hands of demons, it will probably cause a bloody storm!

"There is no good or bad in cultivation, but there is right and wrong in practice."

Yanxia laughed and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Isn't the blessing ceremony about to begin? Let's go and join in the fun."

She took Xue Shier and was about to go out.

But unexpectedly, as soon as I came out of the alley, I heard the sound of gongs and drums.

The accompaniment is suona, still playing "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix".

Under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the alley, several women from the Village Affairs Department sighed and said, "The old lady from Daniu's family is gone!"

"When did you leave?"

"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone. I heard the old lady had been dead for four or five days when she was found..."

"Scary! So scary?"

"Don't cross it out. The key point is the old lady's face when she died—"

"What's wrong? Tell me!"

Yanxia also pricked up her ears to listen. At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew, making her shiver.

Then I saw a dead man with a long tongue flying towards this side in a hurry.

Yan Xia hooked her finger to stop him.

The deadly man was shocked and angry at first, then when he saw Yanxia and Xue Shier, he was stunned for a while and broke out in a cold sweat.

How come I could meet this demon king while on patrol?

Yan Xia asked in a low voice: "That young official! Is someone dead?"

"Return to the Immortal, the old lady from Li Daniu's family has gone there."

"what happened?"

Gou Si Ren hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Please don't tell anyone. The old lady has been dead for seven or eight days."

Yan Xia was speechless. "All the gossips in the alley know about your news. It's important."

The dead man said awkwardly: "Great Immortal, when the old lady died, half of her face was eaten by a cat..."

As he spoke, Gou Si Ren inadvertently glanced at Xue Shier.

Yan Xia protected her and said, "The Snow Lion is born with a spiritual energy and will not eat living flesh and blood."

Gou Si Ren gave an awkward smile, "I didn't doubt the Iron Lion Immortal, it's just that the cat was a little strange. After Old Madam Li died, even her soul was lost, so I was so anxious that I wanted to report it to the City God's Mansion."

"The soul is gone?"

No wonder...

The first person to bring down many priests of the Rebirth Department was none other than Luo Sushang, whose soul was almost gone from the Xiong family pharmacy.

If this man who has lost his soul today is involved in some shocking crime, even the dead would not dare to use his head as a guarantee.

Yan Xia raised her hand and let him go.

After a while, the sound of banging and beating drums was heard again.

The Li family has already started the funeral.

To be honest, it's okay for happy events, but if it's a funeral... at this time, even if it's a happy funeral, it can't be considered "full of blessings and longevity", let alone a very bad omen.

It's the end of the year and there's a funeral, so this family must be extremely worried.

Let’s not talk about the specific situation of this family for now, but the person sent by the Ministry of Rebirth to call the dead was sweating profusely.

Four or five months ago, An Yanxia caused a big commotion in the City God's Mansion, and all the chief officials of the Rebirth Department were dismissed. It has only been rebuilt now.

Because of the lessons learned from the past, the Department of the Underworld is now very cautious when it comes to calling back souls and asking for names. Every time they send out a dead person, they have to check it three times, and then pass it through the edict of the civil judge and the proofreading of the day and night wandering gods.

But unexpectedly, something happened!

As soon as the news reached the City God's Mansion, the new chief of the Department of the Afterlife immediately notified the day and night patrols of the Department of Patrols to check the situation in the city in the past few days.

After checking it three times, there was no mistake at all, which made the whole department of rebirth sweat profusely.

Judge Wu came to handle the matter personally and summoned the Day and Night Wandering God and the Chief Officer of the Rebirth Department.

He said, "This matter must be resolved. If alive, we must see the soul; if dead, we must see the spirit. Sun Wanderer, immediately count the ghosts and goblins and surround the scene, especially the corpse. Use the soul-searching technique to see if you can find any information."

"Night Wanderer, go to the governor's house immediately and ask him to send someone to help you. It would be best if you could send a coroner."

The two wandering gods took orders and left, leaving the chief officer of the Rebirth Department trembling and saying, "Wu Pan, then I..."

"We can only take one step at a time!"

Judge Wu's brows were furrowed, fearing something might go wrong. He said, "This is a serious matter. Go and ask for help now."

"Please give me some advice, sir!"

"Go find the one from Miaoyan Palace."

The chief officer of the Rebirth Department stood up tremblingly and said hesitantly: "This matter is of great importance. Letting outsiders interfere..."

"In Cangzhou, it's not just our City God Mansion that has the final say."

Judge Wu said quietly, "If you go now, there might still be some chance."

"If it's too late, there's no going back."

Donghuang suddenly received a jade talisman: Chapter 184 [The common people of the world are like wind, horse, and cow]

"Where's the coroner? Has he come?"

"We've arrived and performed an autopsy, but there's no result."

When Sun Wanderer heard this, he felt a headache and asked, "Can't we just check it again?"

The Night Wanderer was also annoyed and said angrily, "The old lady's sons all want to bury her quickly. The coroner wants to perform an autopsy, but they are trying to cover up the truth. Either the old lady dreams of pain, or she hears hallucinations and cries of pain. They just won't cooperate!"

"What can we do about this? We've searched the soul and performed an autopsy, but apart from knowing that a cat had bitten his face, we found nothing!"

In the Li family's courtyard, two ghosts were at loggerheads with each other.

I didn’t expect that the dead would be obedient while the living would not cooperate!

The chief officer of the Department of Rebirth arrived late and saw that the two wandering gods looked unhappy. He thought to himself that something was wrong.

Seeing this, the Sun-Wandering God called out, "Master Bai! Could you please ask the City God for help?"

It would have been fine if it hadn't been mentioned. But now that it was mentioned, Chief Officer Bai sighed and said, "The City God left for Chang'an the other day. Now the two judges in the city are acting as if they were in charge."

“This is troublesome!”

"Hey, I think we should all cover our ears and pretend we don't know!"

"That's easy to say. If it's some evil spirit doing this again, we'll be in big trouble... Don't forget how we got to this position."

The Night Wanderer immediately shut his mouth.

Of course he knew that the previous Youshen was just a figurehead.

But he said angrily: "Then what do you say?"

Officer Bai suggested, "Why don't we go find An Bazui and ask her for help..."

"Inappropriate! Inappropriate!"

"Master Bai, why are you so confused now? She was sent down from Miaoyan Palace to govern Cangzhou. If we get close to her, what will the City God think?"

"Yes, if you try to get the skin of a tiger, you will suffer disaster."

Officer Bai was very calm and punctured the two ghosts' fantasy, "Seeking the skin of a tiger will only lead to disaster in the future. If something goes wrong, we will be finished tomorrow!"

"Besides, the City God's promotion is a sure thing. If there really is something else going on, then we can forget about living in Cangzhou."

Day and night wandering god was stunned.

After much deliberation, they gritted their teeth and said, "Let's solve the current problem first. No matter what else happens!"

...............................

On the street, many relatives were talking about it.

The major events in life are birth, old age, sickness and death.

Talking about others when alive and talking about yourself after death is either mocking or being mocked, making life very difficult. That is why the long-tongued ghost is given a special place in the picture of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

Yanxia was still a girl of sixteen—perhaps seventeen now—and she didn’t have the habit of talking so much.

She took Xue Shier to the Li family mansion to see what was going on, and then she heard the beating of gongs and drums.

Bang Bang!

"The crane has passed away and is in the mourning hall! Young people, please bow your head and think carefully!"

"Suffering in life, blessings after death—"

Bang Bang Bang!

In front was a group of funeral processions wearing white turbans. In the distance was a brazier with paper money floating in the air.

Two wizards, both wearing bronze masks reminiscent of those from Sanxingdui, arrived from nowhere. One held a willow stick, turning over burning paper money; the other clapped a small Wenwang drum tied with a five-colored string. Each time he clapped it, he shouted something in a Weinan accent.

"For generations to come, the golden body will be preserved, and filial sons and grandsons will burn incense!"

On the roadside were funeral singers. An old man without an arm held his erhu on his shoulder, a blind widower blew a trumpet, and some were throwing stools on the ground with bangs, and the rhythm was surprisingly consistent.