The police from the Special Management Bureau knew that the ginseng doll was not an ordinary thing, and the bath water must be extraordinary and beneficial to the human body. But using bath water to cook is too strong! How can you drink it?
They couldn't help but cast doubtful glances at Ji Xing, as if accusing him of being a black-hearted businessman.
Seeing their resistance, Ji Xing changed the subject: "Just smelling it can make you feel refreshed. The bath water must have more spiritual energy when it comes into close contact with it. Do you really not want it?"
The police looked at the ginseng doll with an innocent face.
It was playing with its friends. It was wearing a bright red bellyband, which made its skin look particularly white, like a round and sticky rice dumpling.
They all shook their heads: "Although it looks cute and clean, it must have dirt on it, and the bath water is also dirty."
“Cooking should be grounded, but not the dust on the ground!”
Ji Xing pointed at the ginseng doll and said, "This creature is a spiritual being that was created from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Its body is clean and pure, and it is not stained by dust. Look at its feet."
Everyone looked closely and suddenly found that the ginseng doll was not wearing shoes. Although the floor of the Special Management Bureau was cleaned regularly and the tiles were very clean, there must be dirt. If you step on it directly, your feet will probably turn black.
But the ginseng doll had been running around for so long that the soles of its feet that were occasionally exposed were still clean.
Wow, this ginseng doll is so new!
Ji Xing recalled his dragon heritage, thought for a moment, and said, "Its body is very clean, and the bath water is clean too. Moreover, it is not only a spiritual creature, but also a spiritual creature transformed from ginseng. It is very easy to cure minor illnesses and disasters. If you don't believe me, give it a try."
Ji Xing called over the ginseng doll that was playing with a friend and said, "Would you like to give them bath water to drink?"
Many police officers were choked: "..."
Wait, how does this guy talk?
It makes them seem like perverts!
The leading police officer quickly stopped them: “Thank you very much, but no need for that.”
Ji Xing: "We are all friends, don't be polite to me!"
Police: “…”
"Bath water?"
The ginseng doll was very excited when he was called, thinking that he had a new job, but he didn't expect that he was just asking for bath water.
It was stunned for a moment, but did not ask why. Instead, it said very obediently: "I usually take a bath in the hot springs on the mountain. If you want it, you can go there to get it."
Seeing that everyone was so resistant to bath water, and it was inconvenient to take a bath now, Ji Xing had to give up the idea, so he asked instead: "Can you give me a hair, or a nail? If that doesn't work, you can cry and give me some tears."
The ginseng doll thought for a moment, pulled out a hair from the little hair on its head, and put it in Ji Xing's palm.
In the blink of an eye, the inky black hair turned into emerald green leaves.
"I don't have any nails, and crying is painful. I don't want to cry. I'll give you my leaf. Is this okay?"
"OK."
An Rugu touched its little pigtails and found the pigtails very comfortable to the touch. She stopped it and said, "Ji Xing, stop it. Although it has a lot of hair, it must be very painful to pull it out."
But the ginseng doll raised his finger and pointed at his pigtails, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt, actually. These are the leaves I saved last year, but I have no use for them."
It looked up at Ji Xing, its eyes sparkling with anticipation: "Are my leaves useful?"
Ji Xing flipped through the leaves and knew the nature of this ginseng doll. He nodded heavily and praised it like it was free: "Ginseng doll, you are so useful! There is a lot of spiritual energy in your leaves, which can help people cure diseases. No one is as powerful as you."
The ginseng doll had never been praised like this before. Its fair face instantly turned red, and it looked even more like a doll in a New Year picture. It wiggled its butt a little embarrassedly and said impatiently, "Well, then you guys eat it quickly!"
In addition to the important job of playing with others, it can actually receive such an amazing task!
None of its friends have ever been so valued.
Ah, it’s so powerful!
Police: “…”
Perhaps because there were herbs in the recipe, the police were not as averse to the leaves of the ginseng doll as they were to its bath water.
Ji Xing was ready to take advantage of this golden opportunity to make a name for himself in the police station, so he placed the leaves directly in the teapot and poured the water from the teapot into a disposable cup.
The policemen were excited and picked up the cups one after another, preparing to taste it to see if the leaves of the ginseng doll were really that magical.
But at this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded nearby. Everyone looked up and was so frightened that they didn't even dare to drink the water. They immediately stood up and said in unison: "Director!"
An Rugu had met Mr. Sun, the deputy director of the Beijing Special Management Bureau before, but had never met the director.
Zhang Tianshi said that this director was very powerful when he was young and often dealt with Xuanmen, but he was seriously injured during a dangerous mission and had to withdraw from the front line.
She remembered that when Zhang Tianshi chatted with her, he said that the director was a bit of a germaphobe and loved cleanliness very much. He would not sleep in the hotel until it was disinfected.
Now he rarely goes out on field duty, and usually stays in the Special Management Bureau, busy with all sorts of things. Because he often frowns, his brows are engraved with deep wrinkles, and his personality is very stern. Therefore, young policemen are very afraid of him.
The director walked into the hall and asked curiously, "Why are you standing here instead of doing your work?"
The young policeman was embarrassed to answer and hesitated. He couldn't say that they were just discussing whether to drink bath water or not?
Ji Xing naturally picked up a glass of water and handed it to the director: "We invite everyone to try the new product of Izumo Temple!"
Director: “???????”
Is there anyone who dares to come to the police station to sell products these days?
But this is a new product from Izumo-kan…
The case we just handled was successfully resolved, thanks also to An Rugu.
The director thought of this and his expression softened a little, ready to give Yun Guan some face. If it were someone else, he would have kicked them out long ago.
“Isn’t this just ordinary water?”
He took the cup politely, and when he saw what was inside, his brows furrowed.
Izumo Temple is not only famous in the metaphysical world, but also in the Special Management Bureau, which orders various talismans from there all year round. The director heard that the products there are expensive but easy to use.
How come the style of painting has changed so much nowadays and people are suddenly selling white water?
Ji Xing looked mysterious and said, "No, no, no, this is not ordinary water. You will know when you drink it."
The ginseng doll clenched his fists, his heart full of expectations, and said impatiently: "Drink it quickly."
Director: “…”
He liked children very much, especially cute-looking children like this. He could only suppress the complaints and doubts in his heart, took a sip tentatively, and immediately felt a chill all over his body.
The warm water, carrying a refreshing aura, entered his mouth. He seemed not to be in the police station, but sitting on the lawn, with the warm sunshine shining on his shoulders and the fresh fragrance of grass and trees blowing in his face. The worries and pressure in his heart disappeared, replaced by a feeling of relaxation and joy.
I feel like I drank two large cups of coffee, full of energy, and I feel like I can even read two more piles of documents.
When the young policemen saw the chief drinking the water, they boldly asked him what it tasted like.
However, the director ignored them and drank water sip after sip, then tipped the cup over and didn't put it down until he had finished the last drop of water.
He licked his lips, still unsatisfied: "...Is there any more water?"
Ji Xing wanted to pour him more, but when he picked up the teapot, he realized that the water inside had been poured out and was now empty: "No more."
The young policemen suddenly noticed that the chief was looking at them, his eyes fixed on the disposable cups in their hands.
Young policemen: “…”
"The files of the last case haven't been sorted out yet. I'm going to go."
"Brother, I'm good at this. I'll accompany you."
They found excuses one after another and scattered like birds and beasts. Judging from what the leader meant, this water is too powerful. Sorry, this thing really can't be given!
Director: “…”
The director was too embarrassed to ask others for water, so he had to retract the idea.
At this time, he subconsciously covered his arm, where he had been hit by the evil cultivator's magic, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible. Even if he was rescued, there would be sequelae. As long as the weather was cold, he would feel a dull pain, affecting his sleep and causing mental fatigue.
Now the wound feels as warm as if it were in a hot spring and no longer hurts.
He noticed all the wonderful things and couldn't help but pick up his phone and ask, "Where can I buy this product?"
Fortunately, he did not drive out Ji Xing, the salesman. The things sold by Izumo Temple are really good!
Ji Xing looked mysterious and said, "This water will be used for cooking in the future. It is only sold at Izumo-go Temple now. If you want to eat it, come to Izumo-go Temple."
The director was not surprised. He had worked with Izumo Temple before and knew that talismans were not sent by express. He felt very sorry, but still nodded: "I understand."
This water is so magical and very clear, it must be spring water that can be used at any time!
Next time you go to South City on business, go and try it.
afternoon
Those young policemen drank the water soaked with ginseng leaves and discussed it with their colleagues as if they had discovered a new world.
"After drinking it, I felt very energetic. I completed ten days' work in one day. I admire myself very much."
"I went to bed very late last night, so I was very sleepy. After drinking half a cup, I felt refreshed and not sleepy at all."
However, a fat policeman covered his nose and sighed: "Ginseng is good, but it is too nutritious."
He was so thirsty that his nose was bleeding...
"It seems that you have taken too much nutrition. You should lose some weight!"
The fat policeman had no choice but to say, "Then I should lose some weight, otherwise I won't be able to eat the delicious food. Next time I go to South City, I want to try the food sold in the food house to see if it's delicious."
“I have to say, this leaf is amazing, even if it is the hair of a ginseng doll, I can do it!”
The mysophobic director passing by: “????”
What the hell? That water is not spring water, but water for hair soaking?
After learning the truth, the director was in a trance and fell into deep silence.
The ginseng doll was very happy to see that humans liked its leaves so much, and gave all the leaves that fell off in the previous autumn to An Rugu.
"Give them food quickly, and then let them play with me."
First, it likes to be praised by others, and second, it wants to find more playmates.
An Rugu rubbed its chubby face and said, "When we return to Izumo Temple, there will be people of your age there, and you can play with her."
In the past, there were not many people in Chuyun Temple, so the little zombie could only watch TV by herself. Later, when Wei Yu came, she often played with Wei Yu. Although Fuzi was a child, he had a very noble character, focused on studying, and did not like to play.
The lonely little zombie now has a playmate.
The ginseng doll nodded: "Yeah!"
Ji Xing pinched his chin, thinking: "The water soaked in its leaves is not as good as its body. The body can make you feel refreshed just by smelling it, but the water soaked in its leaves must be drunk to feel the spiritual energy."
"That's enough." An Rugu flipped through the plan she made, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind. She put the plan in Ji Xing's hand and said, "The manager of this food house has not been determined yet, why don't you take the position?"
She usually has to practice and doesn't have much time to take care of miscellaneous matters. The haunted house is currently managed by the very enthusiastic Su Weizhi, and there are several capable ghosts there to assist him. The monster house is handed over to the more stable weasel. The haunted house and the monster house are currently in good order.
The many gods in the God House are arrogant and proud. There is no manager at present, and she does not plan to set one up, otherwise they might fight.
It just so happens that Ji Xing particularly likes to eat, so it would be better to let him be the manager of this food house.
Ji Xing was not in high spirits: "My time is very precious!"
He usually looks at his phone, watches TV, plays games, eats...there is never enough time!
“I will recruit a group of chefs by then, and maybe their cooking skills will be better than those of Wanhelou.
good."
"...Ahem, when will this food house start construction?"
An Rugu hadn't heard any news about Youdu for a long time. This time, he suddenly found out about Zhang Tiankai, a remnant of Youdu. He treated the matter very cautiously and participated in the interrogation as a specially invited expert.
She improved the mantra, and Zhang Tiankai spoke out everything uncontrollably, like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube.
He was not familiar with the circus, but at the same time he received a reward from a wealthy businessman on the Internet.
The rich businessman got the news from somewhere and found the whereabouts of the ginseng doll, so he asked them to catch the ginseng doll under the cover of the circus. If they couldn't catch the ginseng doll, they would bring back a group of ordinary monsters.
It is normal for foreign circuses to tour around, so their search for the ginseng doll will not be exposed.
Zhang Tiankai and his companions were so lucky that they not only caught ordinary monsters, but also encountered a ginseng doll that came to visit a friend. He tricked the other party into getting on the car with just a few words, and he himself couldn't believe that things went so smoothly.
An Rugu asked them about the identity of the rich businessman, but they didn't know anything. They contacted each other on the dark web, and all the transactions were done with virtual currency, and they didn't even have each other's contact information.
An Rugu had no clue. After calculating, he found that the secret of heaven was obscured. He felt something was wrong. He thought that the matter might be interfered by the Taoists.
For a while, the case was at a stalemate and everyone didn't know what to do.
An Rugu thought of the three star gods Sha Po Lang and Su Qiao who were in the underworld. After Zhang Tiankai went abroad, he was hiding, but the rich businessman was able to contact him, as if he knew his identity.
I don't know if he is a regular customer of Youdu...
Looks like I have to go to the underworld.
The first time is new, the second time is familiar, and An Ruru arrived at the underworld with ease.
Previously, the King of Hell had asked him to promote the underworld, and the effect was very good. Now everyone knows the existence of the underworld, and the 800 billion bonus has been received. Recently, the King of Hell has not contacted her to continue promoting. It seems that the effect of the promotion has won the satisfaction of customers.
She is not only popular in the human world, but also famous in the underworld.
The old ghost took out his cell phone, and opened the live broadcast room like it was a treasure. He said to a new ghost, "This is the cell phone I bought with a lot of ghost money. You can watch her live broadcast! It's live every ten days, and I'm waiting every day. Let me show you, but don't break my phone."
"See? Besides the underworld gods, you can't mess with this anchor either."
"That person is protected by the King of Hell and the Lady Meng!"
The new ghost looked down at the live broadcast room of the paper phone, in a daze: "Is the anchor traveling between the Yin and Yang worlds? It's fine if I saw her in the human world, but how can I see her in the underworld?"
When he watched An Rugu's live broadcast, she was still alive. He could watch her live broadcast and related videos every day and couldn't escape it at all.
I didn't expect that I couldn't escape even after death.
Moreover, there are more residents in the underworld than in the human world, so the popularity of this underworld live broadcast room is actually higher than that of the human world...
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