Kuang Zhiming is actually very uncertain. He has been a Taoist priest for more than ten years. With his parents and grandparents, it is the first time he encountered such a colleague.

It seems that since he met Taicang Sect, his outlook on life has always been refreshed.

Wei Xi received Kuang Zhiming's answer, but immediately felt that the certificate he had in his hand was very useful.

There is a reason why he is so cautious. From the time he went down the mountain to now, he gradually learned through his contacts that the world outside the mountain was really much harder than he had imagined. There were rules everywhere, and he had to pay taxes to open a company, and he had to apply for a business license to give employees five insurances and one fund. The Unity and Yi said, these procedures are experiences that ordinary people must feel from scratch. Who made Taicang Sect have no backstage?

Backstage wow...

After learning about it, Wei Xi thought carefully about what it was. Later, he found out that this was not the official support.

It’s like the old food rations of wild boar spirits. Now, if you just want to be a "national protected animal", you can’t eat it casually. You have to be fined if you arrest it casually.

Compared to my own sect, it is difficult for even joining a Taoist association because of insufficient certificates.

A penny stumped the hero. Wei Xi initially thought it was easy to revive the sect. Now, looking at the number of his believers, comparing the palaces of other Taoist priests present, he also realized the reality and wanted to be famous all over the world and have a chance to leave.

So he carefully closed the certificate and stuffed it to his second apprentice: "Please pack it quickly, don't lose it."

The second apprentice who was still staring at the ghost guard alertly just now seemed very complicated because the sudden appearance of the god-expanding expression appeared very complicated. She spread out silently for a while before putting it in her hand.

The other Taoist priests in the house were already in the same dilemma as Kuang Zhiming - what is the situation now?

Then I heard the voices of conversation continued to come from over there.

Tuanjieyi asked his junior brother in shock: "Junior brother, is our master an official?"

Shuo Zong: "…Hmm."

Unity Yi: "I'll go, I'll be the director. Is the official a big one? Is there a staffing?"

Shuozong really didn't know how to explain it, so the ghost messenger interrupted and said, "There must be a member of our local Chenghuangtishu. These are all regular procedures."

Unity holds the point: “Is there a salary?”

The ghost man said: "Then there must be something, it will be distributed in place."

"Wow!" Duanjieyi hurriedly asked, "How much is a month?"

Ghost Crew: "If we are the director-level leaders of the Ministry of Education, it is not considered a bonus, and the monthly basic salary standard is about 800,000..."

Unity and Yi were so shocked by this number that he widened his eyes, and then he heard the ghost man add the second half: "...Mingbao."

Unity: “…………………………”

Unity and Rebellion calmly said, the eight hundred thousand dark money has an egg.

****

Ming Chai was obviously dissatisfied with the salary standard, and he sighed when he mentioned this topic: "In recent years, the Ming Chuang in the world has been printed and the bigger the price, and the inflation is severe. However, the salary standard within the yamen system has not changed for more than ten years. What can this little money do to him?"

The department-level cadres are like this, and grassroots employees like him are even more difficult. Therefore, most of the little soul-catching envoys in the City God Land Department who are responsible for the soul-catching in the world are like him and will find ways to make some extra money. This time, Taoist Master Yu of the Shenxian Palace invited him to resurrect the soul, which is a kind of extra money. The burned dark money does not leave the public account, which is a gray income for him. Other colleagues also have their own ways to make money. If they do well, they can earn a lot of money. However, those paths are somewhat unclear, and they are not something he can get.

He thought this way and was a little curious for a moment: "Director Wei, how did the jobs provided by your sect to more than 700 ghosts come from?"

Wei Xi told a number truthfully, and the ghost officer immediately showed an envious expression: "The world is indeed the era of market economy, and it is better to be an individual than to enter the system."

The Taoist priests who heard this: "..."

Tuanjieyi joked: "Our company has been recruiting for a long time, and is the ghost messenger interested in coming?"

He was talking about it, but the ghost trooper was really ready to move after hearing it. He hesitated for a while before sighing: "There have been several major accidents in the living world recently. I am a little too busy. When I get a little free after the New Year, I will take a few colleagues to see it. It is definitely unrealistic to resign. The competition in the national exam is no less difficult than that of you. I have worked very hard to get to the current position. But if we can do part-time jobs, it is not impossible for us to get acquainted."

This topic is full of collusion between officials and businessmen.

All the Taoist priests who listened to the complete Cheng were not doing well.

****

The little girl who had returned to her soul on the bed suddenly buzzed and made a sound like a cat moaning. The Taoist Jade of the Immortal Palace suddenly came back to her senses and stepped forward to check.

The little girl was confused and obviously couldn't digest her vague experiences these days. She stared at the group of strangers wearing Taoist robes in the ward and showed fear. Taoist Master Yu was prepared for a long time and put a talisman on her forehead. After confirming that she had fallen asleep, she led everyone out of the room.

However, his condition is not much better than the little girl who just woke up, and his expression looks very blank under the impact of Wei Xi.

Poor that he was unbearable, but the culprit Taicang Sect did not realize the harm he caused. The only second disciple with some common sense had no intention of appeaseing them. He was indifferent to the certificate that Wei Xi had been cautious about.

However, the scene of a group of Taoist priests wearing special clothes appearing in the hospital is still very eye-catching. Many family patients and even medical staff in the corridor have looked at each other.

Wei Xi was in a normal state in the eyes of many people. When he saw the ghost messenger coming out, he seemed to want to leave. He suddenly remembered something and called him: "Wait."

Mingchao was quite polite to him and immediately stopped: "Director Wei, what's wrong?"

Wei Xi took out a piece of paper, wrote down Wei Dedao's birth date and name, and handed it over to ask: "When you were working in the lower office, did you see the owner of this horoscope?"

Kuang Zhiming, who was standing beside him, asked: "Dao Master Wei also wants to find souls?"

Wei Xi nodded: "He has disappeared for a long time and I don't know where he went."

Kuang Zhiming asked: "It was also the one who disappeared in the capital recently? Is it because of the soul lost? Maybe we can help find it back."

Wei Xi shook his head: "He has lived to live, died in Fengyang, and he should have been reincarnated. I just want to see how he is now."

This situation is obviously different from what Master Yu encountered. Kuang Zhiming immediately felt that it was not easy to deal with: "Fengyang is at least thousands of kilometers away from the capital, and he died naturally. The local City God and Earth Department may..."

Before he finished speaking, he took the light paper without any pressure: "It's okay, the Yin Caosi has learned from the advanced experience of the world over the years and advocated that information sharing between the city gods in various places is open and transparent. He has just completed the census, so he just checked the individual."

Kuang Zhiming: "..."

After saying that, Mingchao raised his hand and turned out a book. He started to read it according to his horoscope. As he flipped through it, he exclaimed: "Director Wei, there is no record of the horoscope you checked. Did you write it wrong?"

Wei Xi fell silent, and the other party's answer was as expected.

The second apprentice on the side approached two steps at this time and stood silently beside him. Wei Xi came to his senses and did not explain anything. After taking back the paper, he thought about it and wrote another string of horoscopes: "What about this? He also died in Fengyang."

This is the horoscope of the little unlucky guy who was saved by him. Wei Xi himself was forced into his body, but he didn't know what was going on after he was saved.

This time, Mingchao finally found the information and looked at the pages and said, "Huh? It's our local household registration in Beijing, right? The top shows that he was transferred back to our local government office by Fengyang City Gods Office after his death and was queuing up to be reincarnated. He died late, probably he had to be queuing, but he just submitted the provincial examination application for the City Gods Office, and he was quite ambitious. Alas? Why did he show that he failed to apply for the application in the backend of the application? His education is quite good, let me see why..."

After a while, he said a long time: "The cause of death is suicide. It is probably this one that has been stuck. There are many requirements for provincial examinations now. It is difficult for candidates who commit suicide to pass the primary election, and the chances of applying for the exam are very slim. Why do you know him, Director Wei?"

Wei Xi nodded.

After receiving the answer, the Ming Chai immediately showed a smile: "That's it, then I'll go back and mention it to the yamen to see if I can make an exception and give me a chance to apply for the exam. This person has a very good education, and it would be a pity to continue to do so."

Anyway, it’s just a chance to apply. The Chenghuang Department’s provincial examination is so difficult, and his personal ability is too poor, he will sooner or later be defeated.

Wei Xi nodded with no concern. His body was not what he wanted to come in. He didn't think he had any cause and effect on the little unlucky guy. However, since the little unlucky guy's family has become his disciples of Taicang Sect, it's nothing to do if he can help him.

As each person and a ghost were talking, some people around who were paying attention to the group of Taoist priests here could not hold it in.

Wei Xi heard a cold snorkeling and looked up. He saw a middle-aged man in a hospital gown sitting on the hospital bed in the ward with the open door in front of him.

With eyes facing each other, the man looked more and more disgusted, and his brows frowned deeply: "Mysterious! Pretend to be a ghost!"

Wei Xi thought about it and realized what the other party meant. Ordinary people who had no yin and yang eyes could not see the ghost messenger who was talking to him, so what he saw was probably the scene of him talking to himself alone, and there were so many Taoist priests around him...

Kuang Zhiming, who was standing beside him, saw Wei Xi staring at the patient who was cursing for no reason, remembered his irritable temper, and hurried forward to persuade him: "Fellow Daoist Wei, don't go to our hearts. If we do our job, we should get used to it sooner or later. Those who don't believe it will never believe it..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the Ming Crazy beside Wei Xi say a sound, raised the list in his hand to compare the middle-aged man who was talking, took out the chain and said, "So it's a coincidence here!"

Kuang Zhiming: "..."

Everyone: "..."

A moment later, the ward was in chaos and medical staff were in constant contact.

Outside the ward door—

Kuang Zhiming: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The soul of the middle-aged patient who was locked on the chain of the Ming Chai: "..."

Wei Xi thought about it and thought it was a business, so he asked it: "Do you want to invite our Taicang Sect to do a ritual?"

The middle-aged patient's soul met his gaze with a dull expression, and after a while, he spoke weakly: "...Please trouble you."

****

This middle-aged man was suffering from sudden cerebral infarction caused by years of alcoholism. As usual, he was in a daze for a while and was taken away by the Ming Crazy amid the cry of his family.

Before leaving, the Ming Crazy said that after finishing the work, he would visit Taicang Sect when he had time. After Wei Xi said goodbye to him, he took his new certificate and took his two apprentices to find a shop that could be used as a godstone.

The first time a believer asked Xiao Xiang to go home to worship, it was related to Taicang Sect. Wei Xi was more rigorous in his attitude. He chose several stores before choosing one of them. After entering the store, the boss came up to ask: "What do you need to order?"

Wei Xi: "Ding a few magical sculptures."

The boss understood as soon as he heard this. In recent years, many small Taoist temples would customize statues of gods and Buddhas outside, and then take them back to their own temple to consecrate them before using them. So he learned a booklet with great knowledge: "Which statue do you want to order? The Three Qingshu? Wang Chongyang? The Seven Sons of Quanzhen? The Emperor Zhenwu? We have been doing this for many years, and you have all you want to do."

Tuanjieyi stepped forward and looked at the booklet given by the boss. He turned from beginning to end and didn't read it to his own offering: "Boss, why didn't you see the example picture of the Dedao Tianzun?"

Boss: "…Get the Daotianzun?"

He immediately searched for his memories and thought hard. After thinking for a long time, he didn't remember that there was such a heavenly priest. Facing the appearance of Unite and Yi, "I'm going, you don't even know this", he looked a little embarrassed.

Wei Xi looked around the finished statues of gods around him, without any explanation at all, and finally Shuo Zong couldn't bear it: "No case pictures, just customize them according to our requirements."

The boss agreed to the sweat as if he was amnesty. He had opened a store for so many years, but he had not met customers with similar requests. Just do it.

So he quickly took out the paper and pen: "Then please tell me about the appearance and movement of the statue you want. I will draw it according to your request."

Wei Xi was slightly stunned when he heard his request: "Appearance? Action?"
To be continued...