The Years I Spent Growing Corpses and Raising Ghosts in the Cemetery

Chapter 138 The Great Saint Temple Is Completed

Li Yanbing was also presiding over the completion ceremony of a temple in Luohe City.

After Li Yanbing came back from Qianyuan Mountain last night, she began to make intensive preparations.

She completed the construction of the temple, the production of the statue, and the arrangement of the temple priests in just one night.

"Fellow Jiangzhou people, I am the governor of Jiangzhou"

"Since the beginning of the Yuanqi period, there have been many droughts and disasters in the world, and Luohe City is no exception"

"Fortunately, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven has repeatedly helped, and Luohe City and even Jiangzhou have repeatedly escaped disasters!"

"Today is an auspicious time, build a temple and erect a statue, honor the Great Sage, and the Great Sage Temple is completed!"

In front of the newly built Great Sage Temple, Li Yanbing climbed up the altar and burned incense, then loudly announced to the people who came to watch the excitement outside the altar.

As her voice fell, the people around the altar immediately began to discuss.

"It turns out to be the temple of the half-saint grandfather of the Monkey King!"

"We have to go and worship here. You don't know that worshipping the Monkey King is very effective now. I heard that there have been no ghosts outside the city for some time!"

"Oh my goodness, when this master appeared, the whole sky of Luohe City was blocked by fire!"

"Tsk tsk, you old-fashioned people, this is nothing. The Monkey King burned millions of ghost soldiers to death with one move!"

"..."

After walking down the altar, Li Yanbing first entered the Great Saint Temple and worshiped the statue of the Monkey King holding the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and stepping on the ghost fire on the altar, and then lit a stick of incense.

Then she left with the officials and guards around her, and soon one by one, the people of Luohe City came in to burn incense to the Monkey King.

After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Li Yanbing immediately asked his confidant Li He: "How are the Great Saint Temples in other places?"

"My Lord, all seven cities in Jiangzhou have been built. In addition, Great Saint Temples have also been built in border villages and towns near Linzhou and Mingzhou."

Now that Li Yanbing controls the entire Jiangzhou, it is impossible for him to be busy just to build a Great Saint Temple.

"Those storytellers are also willing to go to various cities and towns to tell the story of the Great Saint. They should have arrived now. With them, the people of Jiangzhou should be able to believe in the Great Saint."

"But my Lord, this is not enough. Now the people are short of clothes and food. I am afraid that without practical things, it will not be very effective."

At the end, Li He couldn't help but say this to Li Yanbing.

"How much land, property and food are left that I asked you to recover from those wealthy families last time?"

Li Yanbing naturally knew that people pursue profit, but now the Jiangzhou government has spent a lot of money and food to accept refugees, build canals, reclaim wasteland, and let the people recuperate.

Now it is impossible to offer more money and food to win people's hearts, and the only way to rely on is this.

"The land has now been returned to the soldiers in each city, and most of the money and food have been put into the treasury. Only antiques, calligraphy and paintings have not been touched."

Li He paused and explained to Li Yanbing. In fact, these things are not enough to fill the previous holes.

Because the entire Jiangzhou has been rotten from top to bottom over the years, and I don't know how many accounts have become bad debts.

Up to now, many wealthy families have left Jiangzhou for the capital. It is unrealistic to take back the things taken away from these people.

"In this case, all those antiques, calligraphy and paintings will be sold. In addition, if the people sincerely believe in the Monkey King, they can be exempted from 20% of taxes."

Li Yanbing thought about it and finally made such a decision.

"Yes!"

Li He nodded heavily and agreed. He knew very well that it was not easy to do this well.

If you keep comparing yourself with the incense building to get more benefits, no one will be able to bear it in the end, and even the common people will eventually become useless people who only know how to pray to gods and Buddhas.

But they have to do it, at least they can't let too many people in Jiangzhou leave...

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In Linzhou, outside a dilapidated temple, the corpse collector is teaching the new apprentice to start practicing martial arts.

At first, they just practiced movements and horse stances to strengthen their bodies and increase their strength.

The younger the process starts, the better. During this period, some tonics and meat are needed to prevent the body from being depleted due to excessive martial arts practice.

People with good talents can become masters in two or three years, and can become third-rate players in the world and make a living.

Of course, the masters of truly talented apprentices usually don't let them go just like that. Basically, they will leave to inherit the mantle and help themselves expand the master's school.

"Ha! Ha!"

"Pah!"

The corpse collector watched the apprentice punch again and again. If there was anything wrong with the action, he would directly use a small wooden stick to whip it, and then correct the apprentice's action.

Such scenes are staged in many places. Now, the corpse collectors in various places basically have several apprentices.

These apprentices add up to nearly a hundred people, and the development is not slow. Among them, the money and food that the assassin paper man robbed from the incense building played a significant role.

If it weren't for this, it would be difficult to support these apprentices. After all, the main task of the corpse collectors is to collect corpses from various places.

There is not much time to make money or go to the mountains to collect herbs and hunt.

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes at the Dingzi Cemetery. Now the development of the corpse collectors made him feel quite satisfied.

I believe that it won't be too long before these corpse collectors can be put to use.

In addition, according to the situation seen by the corpse collectors in various places, the loss of the incense temple seems to be smaller than he thought.

To some extent, Lin Feng's behavior of arranging assassins to destroy the incense temple actually helped the temple.

"The incense temple's ability to bewitch people is indeed extraordinary..."

For such a result, Lin Feng could only shake his head and sigh, because he couldn't say that these civilians were wrong.

They are simple and pure, and have a simple nature of being good to whoever is good to me.

And the incense temple is best at taking advantage of this nature. Whenever there is chaos in the world, the incense master will appear, so that it is easiest to harvest at this time.

"But how can I let you go so smoothly?"

Knowing this, Lin Feng sneered. The ancestors of the incense temple last night did not have a price to pay for their reckless actions.

The eight states' Zhengui Division and the local sects or the descendants of Tiangong Baijiang all saw them clearly.

Lin Feng didn't believe that these people or forces would not remain unmoved and let the incense temple continue.

Of course, if this is really the case, it doesn't matter. As long as he continues to develop and grow step by step and strengthen his strength, it will be right!

Shaking his head, Lin Feng stopped paying attention to this matter. Anyway, they were just some assassins, and they could be sent out to cause trouble whenever they wanted.

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In fact, the situation of the incense temple was worse than Lin Feng thought. Last night, the incense temple lost more than 50 incense makers and a large amount of money and food.

This is still a big loss for an ancient force like the incense temple that has accumulated for hundreds of years.

The whole incense temple was in a panic for a while. Not only ordinary disciples, but even some incense makers were afraid that a man in black would suddenly appear and take their lives.

The eight incense temple ancestors who took action last night also gathered in the netherworld without saying a word, waiting for the new instructions of the incense master.

If this situation continues, even the deep foundation of the incense temple will be consumed.

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