Global Recovery Started To Become the God of Luoshui River

A boss who cares about his employees and fears the gods deserves to make a fortune!

There is no reason for such a person not to make a fortune.

"Yes! It's just some incense ash, we sent out a large batch yesterday." Jin Gui said with a smile.

In their view, the incense ash peace talisman is a good auspicious, the most important thing is to repay the good for the evil and the evil for the good.

Li San quietly watched everyone chatting on the sidelines.

His merits incense burner is infinitely useful. If ordinary people know that they spend a million to buy an incense ash and peace talisman, they will definitely feel tricky.

But if you know the role of incense ash, it will be regarded as a treasure.

One million just to buy some incense ash?

Li San smiled indifferently, he already knew the identity of the big boss in his heart.

A week ago, Li San ordered the night watchmen to investigate the movement of the person holding the incense ash. Upon returning, he learned that he had seen incense ash scattered on the ground in Yunling Mountain, and there were traces of fighting on the ground.

At that time, Li San knew that the incense ash was used by the two brothers to kill ghosts, so the official would definitely know the role of incense ash.

"These officials are so cute, you don't have to be so circumspect." Li San was a little bit dumbfounded.

Li San would naturally not refuse to be able to help people, and he would not mind the official people using incense ashes to deal with evil spirits.

One less evil spirit will save many lives invisibly.

He didn't know that the official even wanted to donate 10 million at the beginning, but in order to avoid shocking the world, it became one million.

Even so, the staff in the temple thought it might be dirty money.

No matter how rich people are, wouldn't they spend 10 million to buy some incense ash, right?

Even if one million buys incense ash, Jin Gui and others refuse to accept one hundred thousand and use the other money for charity.

"Take it from the people, and use it for the people. Since the government can pay, it's a good thing." Li San had no opinion on the official's approach.

Now that evil spirits are rampant, there are still many people who have not escaped poverty, and there are a bunch of children who can't afford to go to school in the mountains.

This is still a big country, not to mention those small countries.

Being able to use the extra money to help the people is also considered a good destiny.

Thinking that the whole world is now shrouded in the shadow of evil spirits, Li San looked at the merit censer in his temple, and couldn't help feeling irritated.

"My merit is still too weak. I blame my lack of morality, and the speed at which the incense ash is produced can't supply many people."

"If my merit censer can produce incense ash in large quantities, I will grant a peace talisman to everyone in the world."

"In this way, the world's population will not be drastically reduced by 30% in a hundred years."

Li San's eyes are far away, and now he can only do his best to protect the land in Luoshui City.

Going bigger, he doesn't have that ability at all.

If incense ash can be produced in large quantities, it will definitely change the current situation to a great extent.

In a bad mood, Li San was really not interested in listening to Jin Gui and others discussing the details of rebuilding the temple, and stepped out.

The current Heshen Temple has three courtyards. The first one is the outer courtyard, which contains many pavilions, flowers and grasses.

Every day, elderly people come here to chat, play chess, and take the children to play.

The large and small halls are in the second courtyard, and the river **** statue is in the most central hall.

The third courtyard is the place where the staff store their goods and rest.

Today's River God Temple is no longer the small temple of the old society. With the advancement of the times, the improvement of productivity and people's living standards have also become higher and higher.

Coupled with many policies, the River God Temple was built like this decades ago, in order to commemorate this historic site, and also to better enshrine the River God.

But soon, this place will be rebuilt, and Li San went out to look at the men and women outside.

On both sides of the garden road in the distance are the vendors who stand out every day.

Setting up a stall in front of the river temple is their daily work and a livelihood for their families.

"Poor have mercy on me! This uncle will do well..." Li San had just left the temple door when he saw a beggar begging under the willow tree in the distance.

I saw this beggar in tatters, lying on a wooden board with wheels. He was only half of his body, and it seemed that he had been amputated from below the hip.

From time to time, I beg from people passing by.

"Swagger? To cheat good people?" Seeing a person put down ten dollars, Li San frowned.

.......

Zhang Han, a 24-year-old unemployed youth.

After graduating from junior high school, he went to work in the South, but his laziness caused him to become a "great god" early.

After playing for three days a day, he occasionally met a buddy one day, and that buddy took him to pretend to be a beggar for a day. He found that he made more than his three days of daily knotting.

Since then, Zhang Han has become a professional beggar. It is not recently that I heard that there are many rich people and thieves in front of the Heshen Temple, and he is ready to try his luck.

But it has been two hours so far, and he has only received a few dozen yuan.

This is too slow, not enough for a small barbecue, Zhang Han looked down at the dozens of dollars in the bowl, melancholy.

"Boom!" A loud brain slapped Zhang Han.

"Damn! Who beat me?" Zhang Han was in pain and looked back, but there was nothing behind him, nothing but the willow tree.

Just as Zhang Han looked around, "Boom!" Another brain hit Zhang Han's head.

"Ah!" Zhang Han let out a scream. He obviously didn't see anything, but was knocked on the forehead twice in a row.

When the people around heard the beggar's movement, they all stopped and watched. There was nothing, the beggar held his head and called out.

Suddenly a horrible feeling spread all over Zhang Han's body.

Is there a ghost? Thinking of the ethereal ghost, Zhang Han suddenly felt cold in his hands and feet, and the hairs on his back stood up.

impossible! What the **** is so bold in front of Sunhe Temple in broad daylight?

Even if Zhang Han didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he knew the reason why little ghosts dare not come to the temple to make trouble.

Suddenly, Zhang Han remembered, didn't he just hear the Internet rumors that the God of the River showed up here and there are many rich people here?

Could it be...?

Thinking of this, Zhang Han swallowed and spit, looking from the middle of the gate, he could vaguely see the **** of the river **** in the second temple.

Seeing the blue idol, Zhang Han's eyes widened, could it be...?

"Boom!"

Just when Zhang Han was shocked and suspicious, it was another brain, and at the same time, a sound like a thunder blast sounded in Zhang Han's ears.

"With hands and feet, you are still a seven-foot man in vain!"

The sound was like a tweeter, rang in his ears, buzzing in his mind.

I rub! Grandpa River God really showed up!

Zhang Han was shocked! Shaking all over.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three consecutive head clicks made Zhang Han jump with pain.

Zhang Han, who obviously had no legs, stood up directly.

"Grandpa River God, I know that the younger one must change his past and be a good man!" Zhang Han held his forehead and bowed to the air, begging for mercy.