Zombie: Sorcery Automatically Maxes Out

　　The days of the Celestial Master are calm and boring.

　　At the level of Lin Feng, the mana can be refined independently, transforming the body.

　　Penance is useless.

　　These days, Lin Feng has completely become an idler, wandering around the provincial capital.

　　Inadvertently, he discovered that this provincial capital was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

　　Among them, he even discovered a few places that he had never been to, but was quite familiar after seeing them.

　　For example, the Baofa Village in the east of the city, whether it is the big fat boss or the lady boss who still has the charm, are not ordinary people.

　　Not surprisingly, they also have a senior brother who has traveled far away...

　　In the west of the city, there is a shop dedicated to buying wax.

　　It was not the shop that made Lin Feng feel familiar, but the forces behind the shop, Dafangbo Village and the Jiang family.

　　……

　　All these made Lin Feng more curious about the world.

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　　July [-]th is Ghost Festival.

　　At the same time, it is also the day when the gate of hell is open.

　　This is not a monk in the world who is good at opening the gates of hell.

　　It is the underworld of the underworld that actively opens the gates of hell.

　　The gate of hell is open.

　　Those lonely souls without a master will be escorted by ghosts on this day to receive the charity of the world.

　　Therefore, the general custom is to put water lanterns, burn paper clothes, or put water cloth on this day.

　　Ask eminent monks to recite the scriptures, save the souls of the dead, and get rid of suffering early.

　　Of course, in fact, the Taoist priests were quite busy in the past few days.

　　Not only to save the dead, but also to print money, make paper money, etc.

　　It's just that monks have always done things with great fanfare.

　　Taoist priests do things, but secretly, very low-key.

　　Therefore, some ordinary and ignorant people in the world all know that monks are good, but they do not know the hardships of human beings.

　　In the past few days, Lin Jiu has been very busy.

　　He has a position in the Bank of Heaven and Earth in the underworld.

　　Bank class.

　　This is an official body.

　　And still work.

　　It brought him a lot of benefits by using demons to hunt down ghosts on weekdays.

　　However, taking advantage, naturally have to do things.

　　These days, he is busy printing paper money and coins.

　　Fortunately, he doesn't have to do it all himself.

　　Because, there are apprentices that can be used.

　　All he needs to do is stamp the authenticity of the coin and put his own stamp on it, that's all.

　　Of course, this is not an easy job.

　　Physical strength and mana are both indispensable.

　　However, he is now a geographer, but he has physical strength and mana, all of which are not lacking.

　　"Wow, [-] taels, if you give it to me, you'll be rich~々."

　　Qiu Sheng picked up a coin that had just been printed and couldn't help sighing.

　　Money in this underworld is domineering.

　　Just this one.

　　If it is changed to Yang Shi's money.

　　Enough for him to redeem himself for a few Ting Yuxuan girls.

　　"Then take it all, you're welcome!"

　　Lin Jiu's rare generosity.

　　Here, he is short of everything, that is, he is not short of money.

　　Uh, there is no shortage of yin money.

　　"..."

　　Qiu Sheng's body stiffened.

　　Master, isn't this cursing yourself?

　　However, thinking that it was he who started the topic first, he had no way to refute it, so he could only find another topic: "By the way, Master, wasn't it the top four in the print last year? Why is it only five thousand taels this year?"

　　"¨~ Now that prices are rising, everything is added above, and below, naturally, some should be added."

　　Lin Jiu said helplessly.

　　There was chaos outside.

　　Life is not easy for people in the sun.

　　Presumably below, the days of ghosts in the underworld are not so easy.

　　He can't help too many people, but he can help a lot of ghosts.

　　"Heh, Master, I didn't expect that you have no human touch, but you have quite a ghost touch. No wonder you will be hired as a bank executive to print ghost papers."

　　Qiu Sheng's words had a sour taste, but he remembered how Lin Jiu was good to the little zombies and bad to them on weekdays.

　　Fortunately, the little zombie was sleeping for most of the year.

　　Otherwise, the (Wang Zhaohao) sour smell on his body might be even heavier.

　　"There's a lot of nonsense, go and get seven, seven, forty-nine templates. When I finish writing this notice, let's burn it down together."

　　Lin Jiu glared at Qiusheng.

　　This guy, all day long, makes him want to beat people.

　　"..."

　　Qiu Sheng pouted, but stood there, not moving.

　　Instead, he stretched his neck and stuck his head out, trying to see clearly what was written on Lin Jiu's so-called notice.

　　That was Lin Jiu's secret.

　　For so many years, never let him touch Wen Cai.

　　This also made Qiu Sheng, curious. .

Chapter 379

　　"What are you doing standing still?"

　　Halfway through writing, Lin Jiu suddenly felt wrong.

　　When he looked up, he saw Qiu Sheng's curious face.

　　He couldn't help but feel tight in his heart and scolded.

　　"Yes, Master."

　　Seeing Lin Jiu getting angry, Qiu Sheng quickly turned around.

　　In my heart, I was even more curious about what was written on the notice.

　　Immediately, run to the side and quickly order a sample.

　　"There is a licensed principal sealer here, and the signature is used as evidence to identify fakes.

　　If it is faked, it will be thrown into the eighteen layers of hell, and will never be reborn.

　　Take this as a warning, to be an example. "

　　Lin Jiu naturally knew Qiu Sheng's thoughtfulness.

　　However, this notice must not be shown to Qiu Sheng.

　　So, while he was writing, he read out the contents of the notice.

　　I want to use this to dispel Qiu Sheng's curiosity.

　　Because, on the notice, his name, really, made it difficult for him.

　　Otherwise, he would not publicize it, and his name would be Lin Jiu.

　　"Master, the count is over!"

　　Qiu was panting.

　　But it took a lot of effort to see what was on the notice.

　　"This paper is too wrinkled, go and get some new ones."

　　Lin Jiu raised his eyebrows.

　　Prick Road.

　　"what?"