In the alley.

"A Taoist priest is a ghost?"

"right."

"New here? No one teaches you the rules?!"

"You have just died, so of course you are not as skilled at making ghosts as you are?"

The Taoist priest's words are like a fish bone sandwiched in a tofu ball. It tastes neither salty nor bland when chewed, but it gets stuck in your throat when you swallow it.

But after hearing this, this group of men, or "gods of the house", looked at each other for a while, and then they all laughed strangely. The leader's smile was particularly flamboyant, and his big chest muscles were shaking wildly under his open clothes.

He stared at Li Changan:

"You, a Taoist priest, do you think that my brothers and I are the bastards who invade other people's houses to eat the leftovers of incense and candles?"

"Watch your ghost eyes and see clearly."

He opened his clothes and revealed a tattoo on his belly, which was the size of a palm and looked like a seal.

"I am the ghost official under the Xanteng Division of the City God's Mansion. The Xanteng ghosts of Wenshufang are the first to compete with Mengchang and Cao Qi... Gua~"

"..."

"Quack quack quack."

For a time, bursts of frogs croaked in the bellies of the men, and the small side alley seemed to have turned into a pond on a summer night.

Cao Qi's face twitched and his eyes widened:

"You're such a ignorant person. Now that you've seen the City God's seal, why don't you break the spell quickly?"

Li Changan nodded with a smile, and pretended to pinch a spell on his hand. After carefully observing the tattoo, he could see the words "Yuhang City God", and there was a group of clear spiritual energy lingering on it. After careful inspection, it was really a Taoist priest.

The familiar power of incense.

Has the local city god gone crazy? How can he find such a group of gangsters to work with?

Besides, I’ve heard of the Express Division, the Picket Division, the Yin-Yang Division, and the Noise Division, what the hell are they?

Li Changan was extremely puzzled and asked directly.

Cao San didn't hide it at all, and told the truth truthfully with a sense of superiority like "a country man has never seen the market in the city."

It turns out that this Xuan Teng Division is unique to the local area and is specially designed to punish the neglectful ghosts and gods. The method is the same as Cao San did, making people restless until they bow their heads and repent sincerely.

The one hundred taels of silver offered by the Ruan family was not to drive away ghosts, but to find a middleman to take the lead in making peace.

What nonsense is this?!

Li Changan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he said "San", which made the men vomit puffs of smoke, and then he was too lazy to talk nonsense and said goodbye.

But before he had even taken two steps, he was blocked by several men with evil eyes.

"Wait a minute."

Most of the jars of mixed wine went into Cao Qi's belly. When he opened his mouth, smoke came out like a little train.

"You are good at making people sick, and you are also quick-witted. You are a good man! Seeing how you recklessly got involved in the Ruan family, could it be that you are in a hurry for money?"

"Do lay people still make a living by lending money?"

"Do you have a wife or children?"

"Pindao is a monk."

"Do you have any property or house?"

"We are home all over the world and have nothing."

"Then who is willing to lend you money?!"

Cao Qi puffed out the last few wisps of smoke in anger.

"Let me show you a clear path. The maniac Liu from Zhongmiaofang in the north of the city is recruiting people. Like me, a noisy ghost, he is also a regular businessman under the Chenghuang Temple. But unlike my brothers, the work is time-consuming and laborious. He is a

It’s a good business that can easily make money in a short period of time. When you go, just report your name to me, Sai Mengchang, and make sure you can be included in my sect.”

After saying that, he came up and sniffed, frowning:

"Look at your shabby appearance, where did you pull it out of the ash pile? If someone sees it, won't they laugh at me, Cao Qi, for treating a good man so slowly and ruining my reputation, Sai Mengchang?"

He took out a dime and put it into Li Changan's hand.

"Take these two pieces of silver to help you and buy a decent outfit."

After saying that, he waved his hands to let his men move out of the way.

"No need to thank you. Without further ado, let's go quickly!"

What else could Li Changan say?

If you say thank you, you will be rewarded later.

…………

Traveled through many times.

Li Changan also imagined how he could make a fortune in ancient times.

Burning glass, making soap, selling hot pot, etc., no matter which one, requires capital and time, but Li Changan has neither.

On the contrary, it is more appropriate to do hard work like offering bounties or exorcising evil spirits.

But he didn't know whether it was because he was unfamiliar with the place, or because the world in Yuhang was too peaceful. He wandered around for a long time, but he didn't find out about any possible business.

After much thought, I decided to follow Cao Qi's advice and try my luck.

…………

Zhongmiaofang is adjacent to the canal and is one of the distribution centers for goods from the north and south.

There is a mixture of dragons and snakes on the ground, and various shops, workshops, warehouses, mansions, hook fences, and residential buildings are tangled together like a ball of thread.

Li Changan rushed in like a mouse in a maze, wandering for a long time without getting out of the way.

Asking people about Mangy Liu's name would either give him a blank stare, or ask him wary questions, or even a man with seductive make-up would grab him in the street:

"Oh, what a handsome young man. Are you looking for Scarlet Liu? What a coincidence, he is called Scarlet Liu today. Come on, let's go into the room and talk quietly."

Li Changan responded with an old punch and fled.

The sun gradually rose and then set, the mist in the streets and alleys never cleared up, and Li Changan still found nothing.

He squatted on the street in a daze for a while, thought carefully for a while, got up and went into a deserted alley.

A deserted alley is deserted because of its location, not its human presence.

The Taoist priest stepped in with his front foot, and two groups of people followed him in, one in front and one in back, blocking him in the center.

"It's you, a thief, who is sneaking around and snooping around for news about my brother, the leprosy leader Liu. What do you want to do?!"

…

Li Changan explained his purpose, and the men scolded him a few times without causing any further embarrassment. They led him through the streets and alleys and into a small courtyard.

There was a long table in the courtyard, with a lot of miscellaneous items piled around the table, and a desk clerk sitting behind the table.

He asked a few common questions, but Li Changan made nonsense. He didn't go into details, and asked the Taoist priest to put down the dagger, get a messenger, and go inside to wait.

Inside is a larger courtyard, with dozens of people crowded together. At first glance, there are densely packed heads of people, surrounded by a few men who are "not kind-hearted" and watch with cold eyes.

Li Changan silently found a corner to sit down, and whispered to the people next to him. He didn't expect the other person to tell him that he was also a ghost. He had also recently died and had no livelihood, so he came to find work.

Just as he was about to elaborate, a man came over with an evil voice and warned him not to talk to each other, so he shut up and waited.

The ghosts next to them immediately became quails, and Li Changan didn't want to cause trouble for the time being, so he looked around quietly.

Although the "people" in the courtyard are densely packed, it is not stuffy. It seems that everyone is "ice muscle and snow bones." If you look carefully, you can see that some people have illusory shapes, some people have weird shapes, and some people have strange shapes.

Take the head off and hold it in your arms.

Li Changan then understood that this large courtyard was filled with ghosts that took shape during the day, just like himself, and most of them were poor ghosts.

Less than half an hour passed.

Suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums.

The real host, whom everyone has been waiting for for a long time, finally enters the scene.

Although the evil-looking men all obeyed and called him brother, the real master was a well-dressed man with a gentle expression and a kind speech. He was not like the leader of a local gangster, but more like the shopkeeper of a big business, but he had a bald forehead.

Two big bumps suddenly bulged, and the gentle smile on his face looked a bit strange.

He climbed onto the small stone platform in front of the courtyard and first sang "Oi" to everyone in the audience.

"Dear nostalgic elders, I would like to call you Liu Xiong. I am loved by my friends in the Jianghu world, and I will call you 'Dragon Head Hero'."

"Everyone comes to my place today. Let's not talk about anything else in the first part of the opening section, just to express your grievances!"

He sighed, showing a sigh of relief.

"Today's world is difficult. Everyone says that if you can't live, you will die a hundred times, but you will be relaxed and comfortable. But this is really a ghost. How can you feel relaxed when you come to Yuhang City? You will still be cold and hungry. Where can you find it?
To be continued...