Quick Travel: The little cannon fodder is pretending to be good again

"It's the pistil that's sealed under the fountain. What's the stamen doing?"

“A dog can’t change its habit of eating shit.”

Dog: I’m offended.

"After the mortal committed suicide, the woman wanted to revive him, so she massacred the city at that time and refined the souls of the people, thereby bringing down a heavenly calamity and being sealed under the fountain. The man, on the other hand, traveled all over the world. The reason why someone wanted to lift the seal was that he had done a lot of things in secret."

"To be precise, he has been secretly observing us since the moment we joined the show. Our every move is under his control."

Song Chi nodded, "How are those wronged souls?"

"They are all in the barrier, and the monks are still chanting sutras to help them transcend. It will take at least three to five days to resolve this."

"Oh," Song Chi sat cross-legged on the bed, holding his chin with his hands, "So what did we get out of all this hard work? I thought the Fallen Angels were very powerful, and I was worried about them for several days. I didn't expect that, tsk tsk tsk, they are just trash."

"It's trash indeed."

"Peony God, you have finally become a god after practicing for thousands of years, why can't you let go? Isn't it better to stay in your position and abide by the law? Everyone has their own duties. What are you thinking?" Song Chi tilted his head to look at her, "What are you in charge of?"

"money."

"Ok?"

Yu Yan held her forehead with her hand, "Because when I was young, I had the best food, clothing, and daily necessities. Even my toys as a baby were made of either jade or gold. As time went by, rumors spread in the God Realm that I was very rich. As the rumors spread, they spread to the human world, and those kind men and women began to make wishes to me, asking me to bless them with abundant wealth."

Yu Yan sighed, "It's useless to ask me for money. If you want to get rich, you should go to my sister. Only she can help. You only ask me for health and safety."

"The body is the capital of the revolution. Only when you are healthy and safe can you have the energy to fight. If you are healthy, won't the money come? This can be regarded as another disguised source of income. So, you are receiving their incense?"

Yu Yan nodded, "Not only me, but you also receive incense, and wish for good weather and peace in the coming year. If you receive their incense, you must more or less fulfill their wishes. I felt it was troublesome, so I split the place where I was worshipped. They rebuilt it, and I split it. This happened three times, and then they sent the golden statue they made for me to the place where you were worshipped, and placed it next to you."

She couldn't even chop it if she wanted to.

What the fuck is this...

Yu Yan rubbed her face. The real chill in her heart was not the quarrel.

Song Chi laughed out loud, "They are quite smart."

Yu Yan didn't want to talk much, but was forced to do business. The most annoying thing was that every Spring Festival they had to invite gods. After being rejected by her many times, they went straight to invite Chi Yan, holding the dragon hostage with Linghu, tui! Despicable.

"Yan Yan," Song Chi placed two fingers on the corners of her lips, lifted them up slightly, and smiled manually, "Smile."

"Baby, you can't smile at all."

Song Chi's mouth corners are harder to suppress than AK.

"You're still laughing. If it weren't for you, would I need to open the business?"

"No need," Song Chi shook his head, his eyes flickering slightly, "Things here have been almost resolved, let's..."

"It will take some time for the citizens to come back. We can return the glass lamps we borrowed from Yi Village to them now."

"It's obviously of no use."

"It worked. I borrowed a lot of spiritual energy from it."

Song Chi exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his heart fell to the ground, and he felt much more relaxed. "Finally it's solved."

*

After three days of chanting, tens of thousands of wronged souls were finally liberated. The underworld was in chaos and overcrowded with ghosts. Meng Po began to make soup again as she had done every day for tens of thousands of years.

He cursed as he cooked the soup while serving it to the ghost.

Because there are too many ghosts in the underworld, it is better to do something else than just waiting, so Yu Yan began her journey of working for ghosts, accumulating virtue while waiting in line for reincarnation.

Ghosts are possessed by paper figures and carried by girls. They will appear in times of danger to ensure their personal safety, or they can be worshipped to keep their families safe, just to keep them safe.

With the protection of those ghosts, there are fewer and fewer cases of single women being murdered or being followed while walking at night.

Some ghosts even made outstanding contributions. They followed Yu Yan to clean out a museum, took back things that belonged to China, and helped the police to encircle the drug lord's lair. The abducted women and children also returned to their families and were reunited.

The ancestral hall in Liujia Village was also well built, and many couples who really liked girls went there to pray for them. Although their births would not make the family rich overnight, their relatives were all healthy and free from disasters, and the elderly in the family also died of old age.

Song Chi is still the same as before, live streaming online, telling fortunes three times a day, solving difficult and complicated problems, and using the fortune-telling money given by netizens to build a welfare home, set up a charity foundation, and do good deeds. But there are inevitably those days when he has back and leg pains and cannot get out of bed, and Yu Yan has to do it for him.

The two lived like this for forty years, donated half of their property, and kept only a small portion to travel around the world.

Oh, and the most important and gratifying thing is that the people of Sakura Country sank into the sea because they refused to admit the crimes committed by their ancestors. From then on, there was no more Sakura Country. Some companies that seemed to be domestic brands but were actually traitors also went bankrupt one after another. The bosses were either dead or injured. None of them had a good ending.

Our ancestors sacrificed their lives for the people's new life, not to make you a traitor.

(End of this world)