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Chapter 1694: Partnership

The other party placed the two scrolls on the table and then began to introduce them.

"These two scrolls are the land of the mountain gods that you will enshrine in the future. Each time you enshrine one, you must record it in detail, then stamp it with a seal and forget it.

You keep the white scroll in Maoshan, and I will send the black scroll to the Underworld and give it to the Palace of Hell for safekeeping.

There are 1,008 lands for each mountain god. You can add more at your discretion. For souls with great achievements, you can promote them more. When the city god rotates, you can also run for city god.

Future memorials for the land of the mountain gods will still be handed over to the city gods of various places, so you don’t have to worry about this.

That's what happened. The Yin Division has already known the news since you opened Maoshan. The judge wanted to congratulate you in person, but because he didn't want to be busy with official duties, he asked me to bring you a gift."

After Wang Ziwen finished speaking, he waved his hand and a box appeared on the coffee table next to him. The box had been opened and there were two medicinal herbs inside.

"Resurrection grass?"

Xiao Yu was overjoyed when he saw the medicinal herbs. He was really dozing off and someone gave him a pillow.

"Hehe, yes, your parents died due to the Taoist disaster, but the Yang Shou is still there, so the King of Hell has allowed them to use the Resurrection Grass to repay the Yang.

Also, since you have the Maoshan Ghost Tower, you must be hunting ghosts, so the King of Hell asked me to send you this thing."

Wang Ziwen once again took out a round bead with some runes painted on it.

"What is this?"

Xiao Yu picked it up and looked at it, feeling a little confused.

"This is the soul-suppressing rune. As long as you place it on the top of the tower, no ghost can escape the suppression!

But this is not absolute. If the ghost is too strong, it may break this thing, so it needs to be taken care of."

After Wang Ziwen finished speaking, he stood up and walked around the room, his face full of envy.

"This Maoshan is indeed a famous mountain. If I could stay here for a while, it would be a great time. Unfortunately, I have official business, so I won't stay here any longer."

After Wang Ziwen finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door, but he didn't want to be asked to stop by Xiao Yu.

"Mr. Wang, you made so much money by playing in the mortal world, what will you use it for in the future?"

Xiao Yu looked at the other person, blinked twice, and said a little embarrassed.

“Take it from the people and use it for the people.

After playing for a few years, I donated the money and became a different person. The money in this world is so profitable, I even know how much I have now!"

Wang Ziwen seemed a little proud, with his hands behind his back and his head raised, as if he was saying something trivial.

Xiao Yu and Xiao Xue couldn't help but gasped after hearing this. This guy has become a different person. It seems only natural that the dead make money from the living!

But there is nothing I can do. I am on official business, and all my trips are at public expense. With the token in my hand, no Taoist would dare not give me face.

So even if someone sees it, they just turn a blind eye and leave it alone.

"Do you want to do business? Being a star is stressful, so why not change your approach?"

Xiao Yu regained his energy and waved to the other person, asking him to continue sitting next to him.

"Business? What kind of business? I don't do catching ghosts or anything like that."

When Wang Ziwen saw Xiao Yu looking at him, he immediately became cautious, as if someone was trying to touch his cheese.

"Brother Wang, you must also know that I have been living in Maoshan for a long time and need money every day, but I have no money!

I have a brother who is very visionary in business. If you invest in him and you two work together, you will definitely make money. How about that?

Anyway, wherever you put your money, it’s just a number, why not let it rotate and maybe it will turn into a golden mountain.”

Xiao Yu started to draw cakes for the other party, with a hint of flattery on his face.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. This Wang Ziwen is a golden mountain, and he has to donate the money. If he doesn't do it now, then when will he do it?

Seeing Xiao Yu's attentive face, Wang Ziwen smiled, then nodded and said, "No problem, I'm a ghost cultivator anyway, there's no point asking for money!"

Okay, since your brother can play, let him play, but there is a prerequisite: he can't do bad things, otherwise, don't say I won't give you face."

Wang Ziwen agreed readily, which made Xiao Yu overjoyed and immediately asked Xiao Xue to find Bai Zimo.

Of course, when Xiao Xue met Bai Zimo, she told him about the investment, but she didn't mention the other person's identity as a ghost cultivator, only that he was a star.

Unexpectedly, the two of them had a lively chat when they met, which made Xiao Yu feel at ease a lot.

Bai Zimo has never seen anyone, whether it's a celebrity or an official, I don't know how many people wanted to curry favor with him.

Although he is in decline now, his momentum is still there and most people cannot imitate it.

In the evening, Wang Ziwen left with satisfaction and told Bai Zimo that he should go to the capital to sign a contract and invest 10 billion at a time.

"Tsk, tsk, 10 billion, I'm afraid it will fill up my house?"

Seeing the excitement on Bai Zimo's face, Xiao Yu also smiled.

"No, don't worry. I, Bai Zimo, will rise to prominence from today on. This world will be my world."

A sense of boldness and confidence arose leisurely. Bai Zimo and Xiao Yu talked for a long time before finally going back to sleep.

In Maoshan, electricity is only available at the foot of the mountain, not on the mountain. It feels like it is isolated from the world, so Xiao Yu and the others are unaware of many things outside.

Accompanied by green lanterns, Xiao Yu called out the souls of his parents. Although it was illusory, it felt good to have family around.

Xiao Yu injured his hand, so he asked Xiao Xue to write for him, reorganize Maoshan's quotations, print them into a book, and prepare to distribute them to the disciples.

Time flies very fast, two months have passed in a flash, the mountains are green, and there is an endless stream of people coming to Maoshan.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, there is only one Taoist temple in Maoshan and two wing rooms, and nothing else.

Because behind the main hall at the bottom of Maoshan Mountain, Xiao Yu's stone spirits have all sealed up and set up a magic array, so ordinary people can't go anywhere at all.

Last month, Chinese officials allocated a huge sum of 60 million to Maoshan for Maoshan's daily expenses, but this was far from enough.

As for Maoshan disciples, under the recruitment of Lao Bai and the others, the number of disciples in Maoshan has increased from a dozen to sixty, and it is still expanding.

There are not enough houses at the foot of the mountain, so we will continue to build, but this time it will be much more convenient than last time.

What's even more interesting is that some forces that did not come to attend the opening ceremony in Maoshan now came to curry favor with Xiao Yu, but they were all blocked at the foot of the mountain.

What I looked down on at the beginning has turned into something I can't really hope for now.

There is a Taoist temple among the mountains, but there is no mountain road around it. The only thing connecting the Taoist temple is the cave.

The mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist, and all kinds of flowers and plants are vying for beauty here. It looks like a paradise.

The reputation of Maoshan began to spread to all directions due to the spread of the people, and there was an endless stream of people who came here because of its fame.

Xiao Yu stood on the platform, looking at the endless flow of people going down the mountain, and finally had a smile on his face.

It took two months for his hand to recover, so today he went to the altar for the first time and was preparing to resurrect his parents tonight.


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