City God's Temple.

Jurisdiction.

Jiang Que looked at his nose and sat silently in a corner - mainly because no one would notice it here, it was very remote.

He was determined to keep a low profile.

I can't be more high-profile.

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

If this old ghost wants to kill him as a sacrifice, wouldn't it mean that there is no room for reasoning? It's better not to do this.

Mr. Jiang's life is very precious.

The two green and white snakes went to Xu Xian to repay their kindness, and he had nothing to do with it. They just wanted to come to the Chenghuang Temple to make some money.

Even if it's just eating some spiritual fruit.

It’s also profitable.

After all, he, Mr. Jiang, pursues the principle of not taking advantage of the old bastard.

The banquet held by the City God in the legal realm should not be underestimated when the city god got married. The drinks placed on the table were all transformed by the divine power of incense.

The spiritual fruit is the real spiritual fruit.

Having money is good.

It's not like he chews jelly beans every day.

All tired.

It just soothes the taste.

"Okay, this old ghost, the City God, didn't want me to be the husband of the village." Jiang Que felt relieved.

He's just a normal guy.

Um.

man.

He would never get involved with another man.

He is still an old ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years.

no way.

Then I found a corner and sat down, trying not to attract the attention of others or the city god.

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

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

Who is so lucky?

Marrying into the city god is equivalent to marrying into a wealthy family, and you can fly to the sky in one leap.

Don't you see, there are very few guests in this house who are not envious.

The City God of Hangzhou was very wealthy.

Who wouldn't want to be related to him, but it's a pity that someone got there first.

They had no chance.

"I really envy the City God."

On the table next to Jiang Chi, there was a toad spirit with an envious look on his face. His admiration for the city god was as continuous as the water of the surging river.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but feel contempt, and said to himself, "I'm too ugly. I'm afraid I won't be able to find a wife because of it, so I'm just spitting acid here."

This kind of person does not deserve sympathy.

You can't blame others for being ugly.

To know.

Whether it is a human monk or a spirit cultivating in the mountains, as long as they do not consume human blood for cultivation, they can basically change their appearance.

Most things that cannot be changed are not good things.

For example, this toad spirit.

Too ugly.

It's so unsightly to come out.

"What are you looking at?"

The toad spirit glanced at Jiang Qian's face for some reason, and when he saw the disdainful look on his face, he felt dissatisfied, "Isn't it just that he is better-looking than me? But what's the use? In the world of cultivation, his strength is...

Respect and cultivation are everything."

"hehe."

Jiang Que's mouth twitched slightly but he didn't answer.

At this time.

When the toad spirit wanted to continue to say harsh words, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Everyone, hurry up, the bride is here."

Everyone was immediately attracted.

Jiang Chi is no exception.

He slowly looked towards the City God not far away, and saw a bride being brought up. She was wearing red festive clothes.

"Um?"

Master Jiang was stunned, "This is actually alive, not a ghost."

The City God is a centuries-old ghost, and he actually wants to marry a girl with a physical body. What will happen on the wedding night?

Looking for a driver?

It seems that many people are willing.

But the City God may not be willing.

After all, he only needs to kill the woman to enjoy the blessings of the world.

Why need a driver?

"Interesting, this woman is not human."

An old man with a goatee at the other table next to Jiang Qian tugged at his silver-white beard and started counting with his fingers.

This person actually knows the secrets of heaven.

good.

But when Jiang Que felt his aura, he also felt that he was not human either.

But it didn't stop him from curiously asking.

After all, we all have no grievances and are all guests of the City God.

Besides, Mr. Jiang doesn’t have any intention of being hostile to other monks. They are just cultivating.

"Fellow Taoist, please invite me." Jiang Que slightly raised his hand to him and continued to ask, "I wonder who this bride is?"

The old man with the goatee glanced at Jiang Chi indifferently, then shook his head, "Don't say it, don't say it, the time has not come yet."

Jiang Qian "..."

It's not time for bullshit.

Your uncle!

You just said it, but I didn’t see you saying that the time hasn’t come yet.

Disgusting guy.

After feeling frustrated, Jiang Que felt unhappy for a while and thought about when to get this place back.

After all, Jiang is a master who never suffers losses.

Unexpectedly, the toad spirit on the side jumped out and sneered at Jiang Que, "Human boy, if you want to go out and live with your cultivation, you should go home and cultivate for another five hundred years."

"Ugly ghost, get out!"

Jiang Que shouted angrily, "If you say one more word, I will tear your mouth apart. You are a toad spirit, and I will kill you at any time after you get out."

"It's just you?" The Toad Spirit sneered, "I'm really not afraid of you, I'm just a monk from the tribe, haha."

What is he afraid of?

Under normal circumstances, demon monks and human monks in the same realm are completely different concepts, and the latter is definitely no match for the former.

"In that case, let's wait and see." Jiang Chi shrugged and said nonchalantly.
To be continued...