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Yu Qingdong had seen too many strange explanations from school to the City God's Temple, and was already a little numb, but the moment he saw this man, he was still shocked—that golden word made him the most popular among the crowd. The bright star seems to be wearing a yellow robe in the next second.

In the past, Yu Qingdong usually handed over this kind of person to the country, but now he can only see the explanatory text, unlike before, he can fully understand the other party from the color, shape, strength and other aspects of a person's luck, so he can't be sure about the other party. Whether the judgment of the man in front of him is correct.

He shook his head for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he was already separated by the crowd, and before he could follow, he saw the man get in a private car and leave.

This speed may not be able to catch up.

Yu Qingdong felt a little regretful, took another look, then turned and entered the City God Temple.

……

The Town God's Temple has not changed much, except for the renovation, it is still the same as it was 20 years ago.

Yu Qingdong stood in the crowd of offering incense and tourists and looked at the statue from afar.He hadn't had contact with the local city god a few times, but he only remembered that most of his subordinates were very capable, and it was a pleasure to cooperate with him back then. He didn't know whether the other party had kept up with the development of the times after 20 years, and whether he could remotely exorcise the believers.

Holding incense and chanting mantras, he completed the entire set of summoning ceremonies. He felt the voices of the people in the hall gradually fade away, as if there was an extra layer, and he knew that the city god was coming. It was discovered that the city god had changed, and it was his old acquaintance, the city god wrestler who had worked with him for a long time!

Is this a promotion?

Yu Qingdong was a little surprised: "It turned out to be you."

At the same time, the local New City God also recognized Yu Qingdong's soul, and blurted out like being struck by lightning: "It turned out to be you?!"

The tone was shocked, full of inexplicable panic.

Yu Qingdong choked on his tone: "You don't have to be so surprised."

The new City God said in a low tone: "Am I surprised? What have you done, you don't know anything about it?"

Back then, he was just an ordinary warrior in the City God's Temple, and his superior sent him to help out of various considerations when Yu Qingdong asked for help.He doesn't know the dangers of the world, and he has great ambitions to make a career out of it. Who would have thought that the first mission of his assignment would be to disguise himself as an undercover agent.

It's fine if it's just a general disguise. After all, Yu Qingdong was also wearing a small cheongsam and pretending to be a killer and has been running around in the front line, but wouldn't it be too much for a good city god warrior to disguise himself as a ghost with a particularly strange taste?

He didn't want to be in the middle of a group of real ghosts with brain problems, listening to them discuss bloody topics that were not suitable for children every day, and he didn't want to answer the death question of whether the new cheongsam sister was more beautiful or brother Shamate was cooler.

After finishing the first assignment with great difficulty, he had no time to catch his breath when Yu Qingdong once again dragged him to the front line with a sentence of "happy cooperation".

This time Yu Qingdong went even further, playing the role of three handsome guys with different tastes, making the male and female suspects fascinated, and while entangled in which side to choose, they turned against each other.

And he, as the spiritual trash can of the two suspects, has to answer twice a day "Does he love me or the bitch next door" "Which of the three of them is better" "What if they fight for me" Waiting for a proposition is like dealing with an unreasonable and logical boss of the employer, which exhausts him physically and mentally.

After two missions abroad, he just wanted to live in peace and security, but Yu Qingdong was a vigorous and resolute person who insisted on dragging him around, making him suffer enough from disguise.

During that time, he was almost "Yu Qingdong" and "happy cooperation" ptsd. Even though he accumulated countless merits because of this, and was eventually promoted to become the new city god after his boss was transferred, the horrible social life still left him with a heavy psychological shadow. .

Yu Qingdong keenly sensed the truth from his tone: "It seems that I have contributed a lot. We are also old friends. I have encountered a little trouble recently—"

Xin Chenghuang interrupted him vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

He didn't think that Yu Qingdong would do illegal and criminal things. As early as the first time he saw the other party, he found that the other party's soul and body did not match, but there was no sin on his body, and the thick golden light of merit would still have some erratic soul Locked firmly in the body, he guessed that there was something inside the other party's resurrection from the dead, and the sudden rush to ask for help was probably related to this matter.

It's one thing to know, but quite another to help.

What if Yu Qingdong had a sudden whim and was going to disguise himself and go to the front line to perform tasks?

He is a majestic city god, dressed in a mess in front of his subordinates, doesn't he want to lose face?

It never occurred to him that he could send his subordinates there, and Xin Chenghuang was full of resistance.

Yu Qingdong didn't seem to see his expression, sighed, and opened WeChat to show him: "This era is really difficult. I heard that other people have started to use WeChat for remote methods, but I am not even familiar with WeChat, so how can I find someone?" ? You see, I am also a ghost of the new era. We used to cooperate quite happily. Can you tell me how to do it remotely through WeChat?"

New City God: "???"

Did you hear what you said was human?No one can use WeChat to do it remotely!

Yu Qingdong raised his eyebrows, changed his tone, deliberately lamented the changes in the world with him, and his tone was slightly melancholy.

The new city god has been dead for more than 200 years, and has personally experienced the development of the times. On the one hand, he understands Yu Qingdong's incompatibility, and on the other hand, he has a subtle sense of superiority: Look, he doesn't even know how to use WeChat, but I even have an exclusive Weibo , blue v!Compared with him, I'm such a fashionable boy!

He couldn't help but took out his special mobile phone and showed off to Yu Qingdong with great interest.

Yu Qingdong glanced at the official v of Tanghu Town God's Temple: "Now the Yin God can speak casually in the world?"

Xinchenghuang's voice stopped abruptly, and he paused suspiciously for two seconds: "You don't understand, the times have changed, and my Weibo is assisted by the relevant departments to apply and verify. Usually, there is a Weibo brother who specializes in management, and it is related to celebrities. almost."

"Oh." Yu Qingdong nodded, "It's just that there is no password, so I can only read it at ordinary times, and don't even think about posting on Weibo."

Xinchenghuang's expression froze. He thought of the scene when he applied for an account according to the law and wanted to post a Weibo, but was prompted that the password was wrong and he could not log in. He felt suffocated from the bottom of his heart.

He quietly asked: "Do you still want my help?"

Yu Qingdong smiled slowly: "Now are you willing to explain to me how to do it remotely?"

Xinchenghuang was helpless, and slowly explained to Yu Qingdong what Weishang was, and suggested that Yu Qingdong find someone through official channels.

"Human flesh is against the law," he emphasized.

Yu Qingdong nodded: "So I'm here to find you?"

The government of the underworld is also the government, and he believes that the old acquaintance must have a legal way.

Xin Chenghuang choked for a moment: "I can write you a letter of introduction, you go to the local police, I'm very busy and don't have time to travel."

Yu Qingdong didn't quite believe it, and deliberately asked: "Really?"

Xin Chenghuang quickly said: "Really, I want to solve a problem for a very loyal believer. He is in a special situation." As he spoke, he swept his gaze across the crowd, and randomly picked out a person who was plagued by bad luck, "Look, That’s it, I really don’t have time to travel.”

Because of the special state of the main hall at this time, as long as he and Yu Qingdong think about it, they can see the situation in every corner of the Town God's Temple.

Yu Qingdong looked back along his hand, and found that he was referring to a middle-aged man with a sluggish and troubled expression. The man's brows were sullen, and the top of his head showed a rare seriousness, but his words were very severe.

"Haunted by fierce ghosts, life will not be long; if disaster strikes, make a comeback."

Yu Qingdong's expression became more serious. Seeing that the middle-aged man walked into the Temple of the City God, the unhappiness between his brows and eyes faded a little. He realized that the ghost haunting him was nearby. He looked up and saw a deformed, The twisted ghost was wandering outside, and the solemnity in his heart was replaced by subtlety in an instant.

What's going on with the ghost now?One is uglier than the other. Could it be that he has been sleeping for 20 years, and the aesthetics of ghosts have undergone earth-shaking changes?

It is incomprehensible.

However, seeing this fierce ghost not restraining himself at the entrance of the Town God's Temple, and blatantly and greedily looking inside, Yu Qingdong also understood why the old acquaintance said the situation was special.

He came up with a wonderful idea, and said enthusiastically: "Cui He, it is said that there are specialties in the art industry. The situation of you, a believer, is not easy for you to deal with, but it is quite suitable for me. Let's help each other, and we will help each other." Handle this matter for you, you help me find someone."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Cui Chenghuang's reaction, he picked up the facial mask he brought as evidence, and stepped out of the main hall to the gate of Chenghuang Temple in a few steps.

Cui Chenghuang watched Yu Qingdong's back go away, as if seeing him running around on the front line in those years, he was a little dazed for a while.

……

I don't know what delayed it. When Yu Qingdong found the believer, the other party was still lingering near the Yimen. That bit of energy is about to dissipate.

Yu Qingdong felt that he couldn't delay any longer, so he walked over to say hello calmly.

"Mister, you don't look very good. Have you encountered trouble recently? Don't worry, I see that you have a full heaven and a round house, and there is nothing you can't overcome. You will definitely make a comeback in the future."

The middle-aged man was in a trance, and was startled when he heard the voice. When he came back to his senses, he found a young man with a clean face and a clean temperament standing in front of him. He was looking at him with a smile. A person who babbles.

Could it be the staff of Chenghuang Temple?

Seeing that Yu Qingdong was young, and he didn't know if he had graduated from college, he just smiled and said, "I would like to borrow your good words."

Yu Qingdong reminded: "If you are not feeling well, you can sit over there."

The middle-aged man looked in the direction he pointed, and found a few benches over there. Behind the benches, he didn't know whether it was a side hall or a wing room. Two Taoist priests were sitting by the door to untie the lottery. Subconsciously frowned.

Is this to solicit business for the Taoist priests of the Town God's Temple?

It seems that the temples are similar everywhere.

The reason why middle-aged people come to Chenghuang Temple is actually the result of recent bad luck.Some time ago, his company was always in trouble for no reason, such as the loss of business license, the wrong official seal, the factory building suddenly collapsed just after the contract was signed, the financial brain cramped and the account was sent to a liar... There are so many messy things, In the end, he couldn't even put out the fire, and the company went bankrupt.

Afterwards, his health became worse and worse, his body was always chilly, and he actually had to wear long-sleeved trousers on autumn tiger days.

He felt that something was wrong, so he inquired about the efficacious temples and Taoist temples, and learned about the situation from the official blog of the Town God's Temple, and finally decided to come to the Town God's Temple to worship.

But this does not mean that he will believe in magic sticks, he has seen too many routines.

Thinking of what Yu Qingdong said just now, the middle-aged people always feel that it is a pity that such a handsome young man doesn't go to school well at such a young age, so he runs out to be a magic stick.

He refused and said: "No, I feel okay, I want to go directly to the main hall."

Yu Qingdong could see his distrust at a glance, but he didn't care. He didn't need the other party's cooperation to deal with this problem.

He nodded to the middle-aged man: "Go slowly."

The middle-aged man saw that he was so straightforward, but he was a little soft-hearted. He didn't want him to go the wrong way, so he couldn't help but stop him and persuade him: "Young man, this is not a long-term career. Young people should learn something seriously."

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When Cui Chenghuang started wb:

Cui Chenghuang: Open Weibo according to the law.

Cui Chenghuang: It's ready, let me wind up WB to make it cool!

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Cui Chenghuang: ...

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