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Chapter 285 Falling Spirit View 2.0

Chapter 285 Luo Shen Guan 2.0

Author: Er Dong Shui Shou

Chapter 285 Luo Shen Guan 2.0

In this way, there were inexplicably some gods (former gods) who did not belong here in Luoshen Temple, as well as a pair of uncles and nephews who could speak cross talk.

However, this makes the already small Luoshen Temple even more insignificant.

Yang Jian took the first step to occupy the room at the entrance, and the remaining rooms immediately became tense.

Because I am the godson of the Emperor of Heaven, neither gods nor humans are embarrassed to share a room with me.

As the master of the temple, no one wants to live with Bu Liuxian.

The remaining two gods, Niu Bo and Ma Shangfeng, despise each other and cannot live in the same room.

The two of them lived in two rooms in the inner courtyard respectively, and Ma Shangfeng also occupied Zhuge Liujin's room, allowing the two brothers to squeeze into the same room.

Originally, Wu Jun was not mentioned in the decree, so the former great immortal did not need to stay here.

But when he saw Yang Jian staying in Luoshen Temple, he seemed to have seen something and said he would not leave.

After all, Wu Jun had been a god, so he still had to give him face. Bu Liuxian gave him the room where Jia Lan lived.

Only the uncle and nephew who can speak cross talk are left, but now they can't spare any serious room.

Originally there was a warehouse for storing items, which the Wu family's uncle and nephew could make do with.

However, Bu Liuxian was worried that the two men would steal things from the Taoist temple, so he refused to let them live there.

In the end, they found two sets of bed rolls and let them live in the Sanqing Hall.

In this way, version 2.0 of Luoshenguan was born.

I don't know how long I slept for, but when I opened my eyes again, I was woken up by the roar of a machine.

After getting up from the bed, I put on a coat, kicked the door open, and shouted:

"Who is going crazy?

It's not yet twelve o'clock. I wonder if anyone is still awake?

I know it's getting late. If I can't disturb anyone, I can't disturb the gods either?

What does this mean? Who ripped off the exterior wall?

Bu Liuxian, man, you are planning to return to secular life but it is too late."

As I was talking, I discovered that the outer wall outside Luoshen Temple had been torn down.

At the original location of the fence, several excavating trucks and cement trucks used for construction have been parked.

Didn't it say that there is only one stairway leading to Luoshen Temple? Then how did these construction vehicles get up?

Just when I didn't understand what this was about, Zhuge Zhengqi ran over from a distance.

The ugly Taoist priest pulled me back into the room and said:

"Donor, there are people from the main altar of Erlang Temple outside.

They were called here by Yang Jian, saying that our temple at Luoshen Temple was too small to accommodate a great deity like Yang Jian.

Now we are tearing down the outer wall of Luoshen Temple and preparing to re-expand the Taoist temple."

After listening to Zhuge Zhengqi's words, I widened my eyes and said:

"Brother, is this Taoist temple's surname Bu or Yang?

Yang Jian's people are so blatantly causing trouble, but your master doesn't care about anything?

As an outsider, I am worried about you guys.

Now the person named Yang is no longer a god, and besides, you still have me, the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven, as your backer, what is your old master afraid of?"

After listening to my words, Zhuge Zhengqi smiled strangely, and then took out a newly printed rendering from his arms.

He handed me the drawing and said:

"This is the visual rendering of the new Luoshen Temple that the person in charge of the Erlang Temple Temple hired a team of professionals to create overnight.

The outside is built like Notre Dame de Paris, and the interior decoration is to the standard of a super five-star hotel.

A ton of construction gold is already on the way.

After it was built, the temple’s owner, person in charge and legal person were still named after my master Bu Liuxian.

Donor, if you are my master, can you do it?"

"You would be a fool if you don't do it."

I took a look at the magnificent renderings and then continued:

"If you want to be a god, you have to be a god like Yang Erlang.

Whenever you want to come down to earth, you can come down to earth with your immortal magic.

There is also his own temple and altar down there, and he is so rich."

When I said this, I suddenly remembered the digital currencies Jialan gave me, as well as the foreign real estate and other precious metals I received from Wu Jun.

At that moment, I said to Zhuge Zhengqi:

“Brother, are you familiar with digital currencies like Bitcoin?

How to exchange Bitcoin for cash.

Also, how do I transfer the property in Manhattan, USA?

Do you have any connections?"

After listening to my words, Zhuge Zhengqi smiled bitterly and said:

"Donor, you really scolded the bald donkey in front of the monk.

When you came in, it's not like you didn't see what we were doing in Luoshen Guan.

If there really were Bitcoin and Manhattan real estate, our lives wouldn't be so miserable.

Every year, I make money by celebrating the birthdays of Wenquxing, the God of Wealth.

You asked the wrong person about this.

However, it is not that there are no understanding people now. Several altar leaders at the Erlang Temple Temple outside are said to be masters of capital operations.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so rich.

Donor, you can ask them for help. After all, you are now the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven.

Even the Erlang Zhenjun they enshrine will give you some face."

"Yang Jian's people"

After hesitating for a moment, I nodded and continued to the ugly Taoist priest:

"Then please, buddy, please help me find out who among Yang Jian's people knows this.

Let them come here, I can't let them lose.

Brother, I am also a salesman, as long as I become a salesperson, I will give him five points of benefits."

Before Zhuge Zhengqi could agree, my door was opened.

Then Wu Sandong, who had been a cuckold for more than 20 years, walked in from outside. The old boy said with a smile:

"Please come to me for help.

Don't stare. I'm not a mistress. I came here to eavesdrop on purpose.

Master Bu asked me to come over and ask Brother Zhengqi to discuss the recruitment of a front desk lady at Luoshen Temple.

As soon as I reached the door, your words fell into my ears.

Okay, don't you think you are hitting the gun?

I, Wu Sandong, majored in finance at Social University.

In addition to raising a cheap son, the money earned by Liandou was also invested in stocks, digital currencies and foreign real estate.

Jie Nima is not bragging. The money I have lost over the years is enough to raise another son for others."

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I pointed at Wu Sandong's nose and said:

"Wu Laosan, how can you have the nerve to say such words of compensation?

You've lost money over the years, haven't you?

Are you still concerned about my little family fortune?

Believe it or not, I can kill you with just one phone call?"

Wu Sandong licked his face, smiled, and said:

"What's wrong with you?

This is not like making money, it is just transferring the digital currency you mentioned and foreign real estate to your name.

I don’t know how to make money, so why don’t I know how to do this?

Leave it to me, please keep your mind at ease."

(End of chapter)


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