Chapter 226 Opportunities come to those who are prepared!
"presumptuous!"
The entire temple was filled with the echo of that solemn voice, and the pressure that fell on Song Mang became even more terrifying.
With a thud, she had to kneel on one knee on the ground. The pressure was like a huge mountain that suddenly fell on her.
Song Mang looked up at the painted sculpture not far away and couldn't help but sneered, "What god? I think it's more like a ghost. What qualifications do you have to judge me?"
"Ghost? Heh..."
A dazzling golden light shone on the painted sculpture, and the sacred power was accompanied by a hint of immortality. "The saints are gods, and the unbearable are ghosts. What is the difference between you and a ghost?
Everyone in the world will enter the cycle of reincarnation, and once they enter, they will be judged. If they are not judged, how can bad people be punished and good people be rewarded? "
Song Mang sneered.
"Then how do you know that you are holy and I am unbearable? Have you never had blood on your hands?"
“…”
The voice remained silent.
At this time.
Instead, there was a burst of excited shouting from Song Mang's side, "Twenty thousand ghost money! A full twenty thousand ghost money! And they are all real, my God! Money is falling from the sky!"
The weirdo who had just been slapped in the face with ghost money by Song Mang was not only so excited that he shouted, but also ran around on the spot, causing the other weirdos to look at him with envy and jealousy.
Before the other ghosts could react, he suddenly rushed to the huge sculpture and swept everything on the altar to the ground.
Sizzle, sizzle.
The creature dragged the altar table to Song Mang's side and said flatteringly, "Boss, what do you want to eat? Fried human skin, stir-fried human kidneys, and chopped green onion human brains, those are my specialties!"
Song Mang pondered for a moment.
The weird creature quickly made a gesture of invitation, "Boss, please sit down first! Sit down and think about it slowly!"
He also looked around and found that there were no chairs next to the altar. "How come there is not even a chair in this shabby place? How can the boss eat?!"
He dragged Guiyi over and said, "Come here, lie down and be a chair for the big boss!"
"Who are you commanding?"
The weird one was a little unconvinced, so he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to fight him, "Do you think the food you cook is delicious? Do I have to listen to you just because I eat a bite of your food?
Only slaves in feudal dynasties kneel down to serve as chairs for others. I am a college student who has received modern ideological education! Even if I jump down from here and starve to death, I will never lie down to serve as a chair for others! "
"Then I'll give you five thousand?"
"……?"
The man who had a strange and reluctant look on his face just now showed a hesitant expression, "If you give me 5,000, don't you still have 15,000? You are too stingy! Unless you..."
“I’m coming!!!!”
Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed over and slid to knock the two weirdos away.
He just lay on the ground with his back hunched, "I'll be the chair, I'm a professional! I was a yoga teacher when I was alive, this move is very stable, I guarantee it won't shake!"
The other two are weird: ???
No, why are you stealing the job?
What's the big deal about shoveling us away!
Song Mang felt that the pressure on her body had weakened a little. Perhaps the sculpture was shocked by this strange behavior, so she sat directly on the "weird chair".
The weird guy who was reluctant just now hurried over and said, "Boss, didn't you ask me to be a chair? The cook is my friend, so he called me. This guy just casually took other people's jobs, and my friend won't pay him!"
"Aren't you unhappy?"
Song Mang said calmly, "It's just 5,000 yuan, I can help pay for it. No, I'll give 20,000 ghost money, after all, it's hard work!"
Song Mang directly took out a thick stack of 20,000 ghost money and handed it to the strange hand below.
"Thank you, boss. Thank you, boss!"
The strange chair screamed excitedly, but his body did not shake at all.
The weirdo next to him stared with wide eyes when he saw Song Mang take out another 20,000 ghost money, feeling extremely regretful.
Twenty thousand ghost money!
When he was given 5,000 yuan, he was still a little hesitant, but this person gave him another 20,000 yuan in ghost money!
They were all the weirdos imprisoned in the Reincarnation Mirror, and were recently released to act as extras here. The person who released them only gave them 100 ghost money a month!
Because they are trapped in the reincarnation mirror, it is considered as reemployment for prisoners, so the wages they are paid are particularly low!
Let alone 20,000 ghost money, they rarely even see 10,000 ghost money! Even if they don't eat or drink for a year, they can only save 1,200 ghost money!
When the other weird people saw that someone else got 20,000 ghost money, they were also excited and gathered together whispering.
Suddenly, someone shouted.
"It's her! I saw her when I left the Samsara Mirror to fight! She offered that stupid boy from the Shi family an annual salary of over a million! She also gave him this month's salary of 100,000 Hell Bis on the spot!"
This time, all the ghosts were shocked.
"What? Millions of dollars a year? Based on our current salary, it would take more than a hundred years to earn one million!"
"That stupid kid from the Shi family died not long ago. He was so useless and his level was not even as high as mine. If it weren't for his ancestors, I would have eaten him up long ago! How come he can make 100,000 a month, while I only make 100 a month!"
"Exactly. Why? I'm higher level than him, I can lie better than him, I can scare better than him, I'm much better at fighting than that guy, why can't I find a job with such a high salary!"
"Does this boss still attract ghosts?"
Someone asked this question suddenly, and the scene fell into silence.
Not long after, Song Mang discovered that there was a burst of bright eyes in the darkness, and the strange creatures hidden around were staring at her like wolves and tigers.
However, there was no hostility in these gazes, and some even contained a bit of awe.
Because now the ghost money can be deposited in the Bank of Heaven and Earth, and is bound to the soul. When the soul dissipates, the ghost money in the Bank of Heaven and Earth will also be gone.
Therefore, no matter how powerful or weird one is, one cannot directly steal other people’s ghost money. Everyone can only earn ghost money through "legal" means, or obtain ghost money as gifts from others.
But who would give ghost money to a stranger or a strange ghost? No matter whether it is human or weird, they have to find ways to earn ghost money.
"What are you doing!?"
With a bang.
Just when those weirdos wanted to come over to recommend themselves for jobs, a golden light spread out from the painted sculpture and blew them away.
The terrifying pressure spread out again, and all the black shadows fell from the air, and were pressed to the ground by an invisible force.
Those strange creatures lay on the ground and couldn't move.
A sneer came from the sculpture.
"Don't forget who asked you to leave the Samsara Mirror! You have been trapped in the Samsara Mirror for so long and cannot be reincarnated. If it weren't for me, you would never have the chance to get out.
For ghosts like you, you are lucky to have a job, and you dare to think about finding another employer? Who else would dare to employ you except me? I can throw you all back into the Samsara Mirror in a minute!"
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