Kuang Zhiming is actually not sure. He has been a Taoist priest for more than ten years, and together with his parents and grandparents, this is the first time he has encountered such a wonderful companion.
It seems that his outlook on life has always been refreshed since he knew Taicang Sect.
Wei Xi got Kuang Zhiming's answer, but immediately felt that the certificate in his hand was very useful.
There is a reason for his prudent attitude. From the time he descended the mountain to the present, when the Taicang Sect was established, he gradually learned about the world outside the mountain through the gradual contact. It was really much more difficult than he originally imagined. Before and after, there are rules everywhere. To open a company, you must pay taxes, obtain a business license, and provide employees with five insurances and one housing fund. Unity said, these procedures are the experiences that ordinary people must experience when starting from scratch. Who made Taicangzong have no backstage
backstage wow...
After Wei Xi learned about it, he seriously thought about what it was, and later found out that this is not official support.
Just like the rations of the wild boar essence in the old days, but now it is only a "national protected animal" and cannot eat it casually. If you catch it, you will be fined.
Compared with his own sect, it is difficult to even join a Taoist association because of insufficient documents.
A penny stumped the heroic man. At first, Wei Xi thought that it would be easy to revive the sect. Now, looking at the number of his own followers, and comparing the temples of other Taoist priests present, he also recognized the reality and wanted to be famous all over the world. And have to go.
So he carefully closed the certificate and stuffed it to the second apprentice: "Get it now, don't lose it."
The second apprentice, who was still staring at Ming Cha with vigilant eyes just now, had a very complicated expression because of the sudden appearance of the gods, and silently spread out the certificate for a while before putting it in his hands.
The other priests in the house were already in the same predicament as Kuang Zhiming - what is the situation now
Then I heard the voice of the conversation continue over there.
Tuanjie asked his younger brother in shock: "Junior brother, is our master an official?!"
Shuozong: "... um."
Unity: "I'm going, I'm still the director, isn't Guan'er quite big? Is there a staff?"
Shuozong really didn't know how to explain it, so the messenger interjected: "There must be an establishment, and it belongs to our local city goddess. These are all formal procedures."
Unity grasps the key point: "Is there a salary?"
Ming Cha said: "There must be wow, it will be distributed in place."
"Wow!" Tuanjie hurriedly asked, "How much is a month?"
Ming Chai: "If we are a director-level leader in Tisli, we don't count bonuses, and the monthly basic salary is about 800,000..."
Tuanjie's eyes widened in shock at this number, and he listened to Mingchai adding the second half of the sentence: "... Mingbao."
Unity: "..."
Unity Yi calmly sighed, the 800,000 coins have an egg.
****
Ming Chai is also obviously dissatisfied with the salary standard, and he mentioned this topic with a lot of emotion: "In the past few years, the printing of the Ming banknotes in the world has become larger and larger, and the inflation at the bottom has been fierce, but the salary standard in the yamen system has not changed for more than ten years. , what can he do with this money?"
Department-level cadres are like this, and it is even more difficult for grass-roots employees like him. Therefore, most of the little ecstasy envoys who are responsible for the soul of the world in the Land Department of the City God are like him and will find ways to make some extra money. This time, the Taoist priest of the Immortal Palace invited him to revive his soul, which is a kind of extra money. The burned money is not a public account, it is his ghost’s gray income. Other colleagues also have their own ways to make money. The good ones can also make a lot of money, but those paths are somewhat unclean, so they are not accessible to him.
He thought about it, and was a little curious for a while: "Director Wei, how did your sect provide positions for more than 700 ghosts, how did you get the treatment?"
Wei Xi told the truth, and then Ming Chai immediately showed an envious expression: "Yang Jian is indeed the era of market economy, it is better to be an individual in the system."
Hear the priests present here: "..."
Tuanjie joked: "Our company has been recruiting for a long time, and Master Mingchai is also interested in coming?"
He was just joking, but after listening to the messenger, he was really ready to move, he hesitated for a while before sighing: "There have been several major accidents in the world recently, I'm a little too busy, and I'll have a little more free time after the New Year's Day. , take a few colleagues to have a look. Resigning is definitely unrealistic, the competition in the next national examination is not less difficult than yours, and they all worked hard to get into the current position. But if you can do part-time jobs, it is not for us to be attached to it. no."
This topic of collusion between officials and businessmen is simply full of corruption.
The Taoist priests who listened to the whole process are all bad.
****
The body of the little girl who had returned to her soul on the bed suddenly bounced and made a sound like a cat meowing. Only then did the Taoist Master of the Immortal Palace suddenly return to her senses and stepped forward to check.
The little girl was ignorant, obviously unable to digest her vague experience these days, staring at the group of strangers in Taoist robes in the ward with a look of fear. Daoist Jade was already prepared, he put a talisman on her forehead, and after making sure she fell asleep, he led everyone out of the room.
However, his condition was not much better than that of the little girl who had just woken up, and his expression seemed blank under the impact of Wei Xi.
Pity that he was so stubborn that the culprit, the Taicang Sect, was not aware of the harm he had caused, and the only second disciple with some common sense didn't mean to appease them, and took the certificate that Wei Xi was taking seriously.
However, the scene of a group of specially dressed Taoists appearing in the hospital is still very eye-catching, and many family members, patients and even medical staff in the corridor cast their gazes.
Wei Xi was in a normal state under the attention of many people. Seeing that the messenger came out, he seemed to want to leave. He suddenly remembered something and stopped the other party: "Wait."
Ming Chai was quite polite to him and stopped immediately: "Director Wei, what's wrong?"
Wei Xi took out a piece of paper, wrote Wei Dedao's birth date and name, and handed it over to ask, "Did you see the owner of this character when you were working downstairs?"
On the side, Kuang Zhiming asked, "Does Daoist Master also look for a soul?"
Wei Xi nodded: "He disappeared for a long time, I don't know where he went."
Kuang Zhiming asked: "He also disappeared in the capital recently? Did he lose his soul? Maybe we can help find it back."
Wei Xi shook his head: "He is on his birthday and died in Fengyang. He should be reincarnated. I just want to see how he is now."
This situation is obviously different from what happened to Daoist Jade. Kuang Zhiming immediately felt that it was not easy to handle: "Fengyang is less than a thousand kilometers away from the capital, and it died of natural causes. I am afraid that the local City God Land Department..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw that Ming Chai took the fluffy piece of paper without any pressure: "It's all right, Yin Cao Si has learned from the advanced experience of Yangjian over the years, and advocates open and transparent information sharing among the city gods in various places. I just finished the census of ghosts, it's just a ghost."
Kuang Zhiming: "..."
After he finished speaking, Ming Chai raised his hand and turned out a book, and started to read it according to the eight characters, but he turned and snorted: "Director Wei, there is no record of the eight characters you checked, is it a mistake? ."
Wei Xi fell silent, and the other party's answer was what he expected.
The second apprentice on the side took two steps closer and stood silently beside him. Wei Xi came back to his senses and didn't explain anything. After taking back the piece of paper, he thought about it and wrote another string of eight characters: "Then What about this? He also died in Fengyang."
This is the character of the little unlucky bastard who was saved by him. Wei Xi himself was forced to enter his body, but he didn't know what happened after he was saved.
Ming Chai finally found the information this time, looked at the page and said, "Huh? It's our local hukou in the capital, right? The above shows that he was handed over to our local yamen by the Fengyang City God Division after his death, and is lining up for reincarnation. He died. It's late, I guess I have to rank, but I just submitted the application for the provincial examination of the City God Division recently, and I am quite motivated. Alas? Why does he show that he has not passed the application in the background of the application
After a long while, he let out a long sigh: "The cause of death was suicide. It is estimated that this one was stuck. Now there are more requirements for provincial examinations, and it is difficult for candidates who commit suicide to pass the primary selection, and the chances of applying for the examination are very slim. Director, do you know him?"
Weiss hummed.
After that Ming Chai got the answer, he immediately showed a smile: "So, then I'll go back and mention it to the yamen, and see if I can make an exception to give him a chance to apply for the exam. This person's education is very good, it's a pity to brush it down. ."
Anyway, it's just a chance to apply for the exam. The provincial examination of the City God is so difficult, and the personal ability is too poor and will be brushed down sooner or later.
Wei Xi nodded indifferently, this body was not what he wanted to come in, and he didn't feel that he had any karma with the little unlucky guy, but now the little unlucky guy's family has become his Taicang sect disciple, There's nothing wrong with helping out.
One person and one ghost were talking, and some of the people who were watching the group of Taoists here finally couldn't hold back.
Wei Xi heard a cold snort, looked up, and saw a middle-aged man in a hospital gown sitting on the hospital bed in the ward with the wide door in front of him.
Looking at each other, the man's expression became more and more disgusting, and his brows were deeply wrinkled: "Crazy! Pretending to be a ghost!"
After thinking about it, Wei Xi also realized what the other party meant. Ordinary people who didn't open their yin and yang eyes couldn't see the messenger who was talking to him, so what they saw was probably the picture of him talking to himself, plus So many Taoists around him...
Kuang Zhiming on the side saw Wei Xi staring at the sick patient who was scolding people for no reason, remembered his irritable temper, and hurried forward to persuade: "Daoist friend Wei, don't go to your heart, do our business, you have to get used to it sooner or later, people who don't believe it. will never believe…”
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a cry from the messenger beside Wei Xi. He raised the list in his hand to the middle-aged man who was talking to him. He took out the chain and said, "So it's here, it's a coincidence!"
Kuang Zhiming: "..."
Everyone: "… "
After a while, the ward was in chaos, with medical staff coming and going.
Outside the ward door—
Kuang Zhiming: "..."
Everyone: "… "
The soul of the middle-aged sick person locked in the chains of the underworld: "..."
Wei Xi thought about it and thought it was a business deal, and asked it, "Would you like to ask our Taicang Sect to do something?"
The soul of the middle-aged patient met his gaze with a dull expression, and after a while, he said weakly: "... I'm sorry to bother you."
****
This middle-aged man suffered from a sudden cerebral infarction caused by drinking alcohol all year round.
Before leaving, the messenger said that he would visit Taicang Zong when he was free. After Wei Xi said goodbye to him, he took the newly arrived certificate and took two apprentices to start looking for a shop that could make divine sculptures.
For the first time, a believer proposed to invite Xiao Xiang to come home to worship. It was related to Taicang Sect. Weixi was more strict. He chose several before choosing one. After entering the store, the boss greeted him and asked, "What do you need? what?"
Weixi: "Set up a few statues."
The boss understood as soon as he heard it. In recent years, many small Taoist temples have custom-made statues of gods and Buddhas outside, and then pulled them back into their own temples to consecrate them before using them, so he flipped out a booklet very knowledgeably: "May I ask what you want to order? Which statue is it? Sanqing? Wang Chongyang? Quanzhen Seven Sons? Zhenwu Emperor
Tuanjie stepped forward and looked at the booklet given by the boss, and he didn't turn to the end of the book to enshrine it in his own house: "Boss, why didn't you see the example of the Taoist Heavenly Venerate?"
Boss: "...Achieving Heavenly Venerate?"
He immediately rummaged through his memories and thought hard, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember where there is such a Heavenly Venerate. Facing Tuanjie's expression of "I'm going, you don't even know this", he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.
Wei Xi looked around at the finished statues without any explanation. In the end, Shuozong couldn't bear to say: "No example pictures, just customize it according to our requirements."
The boss wiped his sweat with amnesty and promised again and again. He has opened the store for so many years, and it is not that he has not encountered customers with similar requirements. Just do it.
So I quickly took out the paper and pen: "Then please tell me the appearance and movement of the idol you want, and I will draw it according to your request."
Wei Xi was slightly startled when he heard his request: "Appearance? Action?"
The boss said: "The new statue you made is definitely different from our existing old statue. It doesn't need to be too much. You can describe the special aspects of the appearance. How high is the nose? How high are the eyebrows? The lips What shape? What clothes are you wearing?"
Wei Xi looked at the pen and paper in his hand, and was stunned for a while. He glanced at a group of three clear faces with different appearances beside him, and suddenly said, "Lu Que, Jieyi, we will come back another day."
Unity and justice was imagining with great interest the majesty of his own Heavenly Venerate, and when he heard that he was about to leave suddenly, he was immediately dumbfounded.
Shuo Zong ignored his ignorance, frowned and quickly followed, catching up with the fast-paced Wei Xi: "What's the matter with you?"
Wei Xi looked at the busy road outside the store, but did not speak.
*****
So in the evening, Shuozong found him in the yard of the Wei family as usual.
The vegetation in the yard has grown very lush, Weixi sat cross-legged in the vegetation that could drown him, and looked up at the moon with a blank expression.
He exuded an empty void of nothing to do, as if no one bothered him, he could just sit there and play like this forever.
Shuozong frowned at his performance, stepped forward, and sat beside him just like last time.
Hearing the footsteps, Wei Xi turned his head, the stars in the sky reflected in his pupils, and he met the black and white eyes of the second apprentice who overlooked him.
No one spoke, the night air was icy cold, and the surrounding sight was blocked by the high vegetation, as if the two of them were the only ones left in the world.
Ever since Weixi was in the barrier, he often sat outside the house by himself and looked at the sky. He didn't know what to see in the sky, but when he had nothing to do, there seemed to be no better pastime than looking at the sky.
This seems to be an instinct, so Wei Xi sometimes thinks, maybe in the past that he can't remember, he also lived like this doing nothing.
He never felt that there was anything in it, but now that the second apprentice was sitting next to him, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.
The two apprentices didn't speak, and remained calm as usual.
When Wei Xi casually grabbed a piece of grass and chewed it in his mouth, he frowned and turned his head, raised his hand and pulled the grass away from his mouth and discarded it.
Wei Xi was used to being in control, and he didn't resist. After a while, he lowered his eyes and said, "...I seem to have forgotten your master."
His tone was calm and calm, without much emotion: "I don't remember how high his nose was, how high his eyebrows were. He was blind and couldn't see anything. After he died, I was the one who took him The one who was carried into the grave, with his eyes closed, was covered with soil by my own hands, and I only remember him like this."
The second apprentice raised his hand and quietly pulled his hair.
Wei Xi frowned and looked at him: "Today in the hospital, the family of the soul who was taken away by the messenger cried very sadly. But Que'er, I didn't shed a single tear when your master died. Why would I Aren't you sad?"
The second apprentice whispered: "You are sad."
Wei Xi thought about it and answered with certainty, "I don't."
Seeing the second apprentice sighed slowly, leaned over and pressed his forehead against his forehead, his eyes flashed with incomprehensible emotions: "Weixi."
Wei Xi: "Huh?"
The corners of his mouth warmed and he was gently touched, and the second apprentice looked at him calmly: "You have."
Have it
Wei Xi was silent for a while, reluctant to think about this question, and reached out to wrap his arms around the back of his neck, trying to put his lips there.
The apprentice ducked back and asked him, "Are you hungry again?"
hungry? Wei Xi was taken aback by the question, and then he realized that he was trying to suck the yang qi of his apprentice again, which made him a little puzzled. At dinner, he emptied the Wei family's dining table under Wei Tianyi's black face as usual. He also ate a lot of snacks and fruits after the meal. Although he would feel a little hungry no matter how much he ate all year round, his hunger didn't seem to be strong at the moment. To the point of inhaling yang.
So why did he want to inhale yang energy just now? It was as if he wanted to smoke so naturally.
Wei Xi couldn't figure it out, but it seemed that it was not very good to breathe the yang qi of his apprentice when he was not very hungry.
After all, he was his own apprentice, Weixi struggled for a while, but shook his head honestly: "It's okay."
The apprentice seemed stunned when he got the answer.
Wei Xi looked at him and thought to himself, he wasn't too hungry anyway, so if the apprentice didn't want to, he should stop smoking.
However, just as he was about to leave, the back of his head was suddenly covered by a hand. The apprentice avoided his lips and returned with a fiery temperature. The sky-high yang energy and his lips and tongues wrapped him irresistibly.
The hot breath spread out, and he couldn't help but snort softly.
The wonderful emotions that had trapped him for an afternoon suddenly disappeared. He hesitated for less than two seconds before instinctively fell into his appetite.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there is no sound around, except for the two of them kissing quietly, the very faint sound of water between their lips and teeth echoed in their ears.
Maybe it was too much to eat. When the two finally separated, Wei Xi licked his lips and realized that he had unknowingly sat on top of his apprentice.
Something seemed to be stuck on his leg. He subconsciously shook it. Before he could figure it out, he was suddenly forced to stand up by his apprentice pinching his waist: "Okay, go back to rest."
"..." Wei Xi hesitantly looked at the apprentice who seemed to be going through the ordeal he had experienced, "... Queer, aren't you feeling bad?"
The expressionless apprentice seemed to have blue veins jumping on his forehead: "No."
Wei Xi was full of food and drink, and followed closely: "Master, help you."
Shuozong: "...No, hurry back."
Seeing that he was so stubborn, Wei Xi became more and more worried. He thought that the apprentice was unwilling to help himself, so he changed his proposal: "If you don't want to let the master come, you can also call your brother."
Shuozong: "...???"
After Wei Xi finished speaking, he was startled when he saw his apprentice's face turned dark for some reason, and found that he was inexplicably unhappy.
However, the apprentice really doesn't seem to want help at all, and refuses so thoroughly.
Seeing that the apprentice opened the door on his own, he was actually a little uncomfortable, so he pulled his pants and said, "Okay, then you rest early."
As a result, as soon as he pulled his pants, the apprentice's movement to close the door suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell sharply on him: "...Where are you going!"
Although the body is a little uncomfortable, but the feeling is not as strong as last time, the apprentice can bear it, and Wei Xi plans to endure it. However, before he went back to his room to sleep, he planned to go to the eldest apprentice and ask the eldest apprentice to find something to link the certificate he received from Ming Chai with the company's business license.
Wei Xi then replied very naturally: "I'll go to your senior brother."
Apprentice: "..."
After Wei Xi answered, he stepped forward to leave.
Unexpectedly, just as his legs were raised, his arms were grabbed.
Wei Xi was inexplicably dragged into the room by his apprentice: "????"
Why are my second apprentices always so fickle
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Shuozong: "Unity is dead!!!"
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