saints

He raises a lot of Yin soldiers, and the monthly expenses are a sum that cannot be calculated carefully. Fortunately, his salary is only incense, fire and divine power.

If you change it to something else, you will die.

Jiang Xiao searched for an opportunity, and slowly came to the Town God's Temple, looking at this majestic temple, it was full of incense.

Obviously, people often come to worship.

That's why the incense is at its peak.

"What a Town God's Temple, this old ghost seems to be running well." Jiang Que muttered to himself.

That's right, even gods have to be able to manage things now.

Otherwise, good wine is also afraid of deep alleys.

There may be no one to worship.

No one worships means no incense, and no incense means no power, and if it is serious, it may fall to the god position.

Until then...

terrible.

going to be scary.

Hundreds of years.

It was like a dream.

The Town God's Temple in Hangzhou has been around for hundreds of years.

Incense has also flourished for hundreds of years.

The divine power condensed with the divine power of incense and fire also opened up the legal domain horribly. Beside the statue in the Temple of the City God, there was a temple guarding a gate of light invisible to the naked eye of mortals.

That was a hole torn open by the legal domain.

It can be regarded as the entrance to the legal domain of the Town God's Temple. In addition to the temple blessings, there are many ghost soldiers and ghost generals standing on both sides of the entrance.

There are also people who specialize in checking invitations.

Only those who have this kind of stuff can go in. It is impossible for ordinary people to enter the legal domain of Chenghuang Temple, otherwise those ghost soldiers and ghost generals would not be vegetarians.

snort!

Jiang Chi snorted secretly, the light in his cold eyes turned, he took out the Chenghuang invitation that he couldn't understand at all, and then walked over in a big way.

We don't make trouble.

But not afraid.

"Senior, please take out the invitation card."

Those Yin soldiers and ghost generals said something very politely, but Jiang Xiao knew that these Yin soldiers and ghost generals said this to everyone who entered.

"take it."

With a wave of Jiang Chi's hand, he threw the invitation card in his hand, and suddenly a red light shot out, and quickly landed in the arms of those Yin soldiers and ghost generals.

The force of the galloping inertia almost caused those guys to lose their footing, and quickly took a few steps back, terrified in their hearts.

This is a real senior.

They thought silently in their hearts, and the cold light rolled up like a storm, which was shocking.

As expected, he was indeed a guest invited by the City God.

It's just that this guest is a little different from other guests, and he looks particularly rude.

As if angry.

The other guests are all polite, they don't look at the monk's face, they also have to look at the Buddha's face.

But he is different.

You are welcome.

It really doesn't mean being polite at all.

The Yin soldiers and ghost generals felt a little dissatisfied, but they still respectfully checked the invitation and said respectfully: "Senior, you...please come in."

Jiang Chi smiled faintly, and said, "Wait, watch the door carefully, don't be distracted."

All the Yin soldiers and ghost generals: "..."

They really want to ask, what does this have to do with you.

No one understands.

Looking a little dazed.

Stared blankly, I really want to respond with a word or two.

But they didn't say a word until Jiang Xiao entered, they were timid in their hearts, if you can't be provoked by seniors, then don't provoke them.

When the Lord City God you offend gets upset, he will take care of it.

Humph.

City God Jurisdiction.

This is an existence like heaven and earth in a small world, surrounded by countless green lights, all constructed with the power of incense and fire.

There are mountains and there are rivers.

There is another mansion.

There are countless Yin soldiers and ghost generals around the mansion, and the Yin soldiers are constantly surging. At the entrance of the mansion, there is also a man who looks like a fat middle-aged man, wearing a purple official hat and a red coat.

It looks majestic and domineering.

Look down on the extraordinary.

"Is this the City God of Hangzhou?" Jiang Que raised his brows, and secretly said, "He doesn't look very good, what is this old ghost doing to entertain guests?"

Besides, he didn't know him.

Kind of weird, kind of scary.

The strength of this City God is not weak.

At least not weaker than him.

"It can be seen that his aura is also in the early stage of Returning to the Ruins, and the legal domain constructed with this incense and fire divine power may be stronger." Jiang Que murmured.

It seems that things are a little beyond imagination.

"In that case, I should keep a low profile." Jiang Chi frowned, thinking secretly.

In fact, he regretted coming here a little bit.

He had never met him before, and he was worried that the City God would mess with him.

After approaching cautiously, the City God was also sharp-eyed, and immediately spotted Jiang Chi, "Jiang Daoyou is here too, please come inside."

Jiang Lack: "..."

Do we know each other.

His old face couldn't help but twitched, and he thought: "Could it be that my master didn't pay homage to your city god after I came to Hangzhou, so your old man wants to fuck me?"

Setting up a special bureau for him would be too much to think highly of him.

Jiang Xiao nodded slightly, and then walked in.

He didn't even talk to City God.

Too many words will be lost.

Let's go ahead and be a low-key and transparent person.

Maybe the City God will forget him in a while.

He's just here for a banquet, not to make trouble, so we won't make trouble anymore.

City God, you are the uncle, you can play by yourself.

It's up to you if you want to be arrogant and domineering, sir, I don't care about it, Jiang Xiao even felt that he just wanted to be an ordinary landlord.

For Jiang Chi's reaction, the City God did not doubt him, and continued to greet the next guest, which made Jiang Chi secretly heave a sigh of relief.

He thought to himself: "What is this old ghost trying to do?"

Sudden.

The bright and domineering voice of the City God came, "Everyone, everyone is welcome to attend this god's wedding, and I would like to thank you here."

"..."

wedding?

Your City God is an old ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years, do you still want to get married?

Chapter 778

City God Temple.

Jurisdiction.

Jiang Que watched and sat silently in a corner - the main reason was that no one would notice here, it was very remote.

He was determined to keep a low profile.

Couldn't be louder.

This City God's cultivation level is comparable to his, and he might suffer a disadvantage in a fight, so it's better to be cautious.

In case this old ghost wants to kill himself as a sacrifice, wouldn't there be no place to reason, so don't do it.

Master Jiang's little life is extremely precious.

The two green and white snakes went to Xu Xian to repay their favor, and he didn't care about it, he just wanted to come to Chenghuang Temple to get some oil and water.

Even if it is to eat some spiritual fruit.

It is also earned.

After all, what he Jiang pursues is not to take advantage of the old bastards.

When the City God got married, the banquets held in the legal domain should not be underestimated. The drinks on the table were transformed by the divine power of incense and fire.

And the spiritual fruit is a real spiritual fruit.

Having money is good.

It's not like he will eat jelly beans every day.

I'm tired of it.

Just to slow down the taste.

"Okay, this old ghost, City God, didn't catch me to be the husband of the village." Jiang Chi was relieved.

He's just a normal guy.

Ok.

the man.

He would never have sex with another man.

It's still an old ghost that has been dead for hundreds of years.

no way.

Only then did he find a corner to sit and try not to attract the attention of others and the City God.

Although he didn't know how the City God knew him, he vaguely guessed something, but he didn't say much.

At the same time, I am also very curious about who this century-old ghost is going to marry.

Who is so lucky.