Chapter 55 Farewell - "The City God is my ancestor, it turns out that I am the Nth generation of gods"
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It wasn't until the time of checkout that Wu Jiang secretly smacked his tongue. In just one meal, Zhu Hong had eaten up a full month's salary.
Zhu Hong is a Yin Zai who is in charge of the underworld, and his salary calculation method is different from that of a ghost like him. His contribution points are obtained by catching ghosts, while Zhu Hong's salary is paid out on a monthly basis by the Underworld.
Wu Jiang had already known through several chats with Zhu Hong that the so-called contribution points were actually merit.
In the exchange center, the providers of spells and magic tools provide these things just to gain merit.
Just like the collection of basic talismans that Wu Jiang exchanged last time was provided by the Maoshan sect. Most of the Maoshan bosses in the past served in the underworld after their death, and merit was also very important to them.
After eating and drinking, Wu Jiang said goodbye to Zhu Hong, turned around and walked towards the Yin and Yang passage with thoughts in mind.
When he returned to the earth, it was already dawn. Wu Jiang slept until nine o'clock before knocking on the door next door.
As soon as the door opened, Zhu Ziming and Guo Yuntao rushed forward, grabbed Wu Jiang, and pressed him directly onto the bed before he could react.
"Sidanzi, you're done..."
Zhu Ziming and Guo Yuntao held Wu Jiang down one on the left and the other on the right, and stretched out their hands to scratch his itch, cleaning him up.
Guo Yuntao scratched and cursed through gritted teeth: "Damn it, if I hadn't woken up early, I almost would have lost my anus!"
Zhu Ziming on the side immediately became unhappy, raised his hand and slapped Guo Yuntao on the back of the head, and retorted angrily: "Fart! It's obvious that I almost became the victim!"
Wu Jiang was so scratched that his whole body went limp, and he couldn't stand upright with laughter. While twisting and struggling, he repeatedly begged for mercy: "Stop scratching, stop scratching! I was wrong, I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again next time!"
The two stopped fighting among themselves and faced Wu Jiang with their hands up and down for another half minute before letting him go.
After enough trouble, the three of them stopped, but the time to part ways had also come.
Wu Jiang took out three small red cloth bags from his pocket, which contained three amulets, and handed them to Zhu Ziming's hand.
"This is a gift for you and your uncle and aunt. I asked for it from a master. It is said to be very effective and can ward off disasters. If you believe me, take it with you and don't lose it."
Wu Jiang pretended to be casual and said, Zhu Ziming was not polite and took it directly and put it in his pocket.
"Don't worry, I know it's your intention, Danzi. Brother will definitely carry it with me every day. Even if I don't believe in Buddhism, I still have to believe in you!"
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