Quick Wear: After Binding the Boss

"Why is that?" Jia Yuanwai was puzzled. It seemed that Master Hu attached great importance to the reputation of the goblin.

"Haha, of course I don't want the goblin to bear a false accusation."

"But aren't all goblins bad?" asked Mr. Jia with a frown.

"Who said that? Just like people can be good or bad, so can goblins. Could it be that Master Jia thinks that if one person does evil, then all people are bad?"

"Of course not." Mr. Jia was confused, but he still shook his head quickly.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, their family was clearly targeted by evil spirits, but it seemed that they never thought about it and just thought it was the work of demons.

It would have been fine if I didn't know at the beginning, but now that I know, I haven't recovered yet. I still feel that this person is a goblin. There is really something wrong.

But - why does Mr. Hu always speak for the goblins?

"In that case, can Master Jia agree to this?"

Without time to think about it, Master Jia hurriedly replied: "I have taken note of what Master Hu said, and I will tell the truth to the public."

"In that case, I don't want the reward. Just consider it as a thank you to Mr. Jia." Xing Zhou bowed, used his magic power to restrain Qingsongzi, and his figure slowly disappeared.

"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master." The Jia family members knelt down again and again.

"Master, the master is so kind that he doesn't ask for any reward, but we can't just take it lightly. Why don't we build a shrine for him? It will be a way of expressing our Jia family's gratitude." Mrs. Jia thought for a moment and suggested.

If it weren't for Master Hu, their Jia family would have been ruined. Master Hu was like a rebirth to their Jia family, so it was natural for them to enjoy a shrine to his ancestors.

I just hope that Master Hu can have a smooth life, and I also hope that there can be more people like Master Hu among the immortals.

Mr. Jia thought that this was exactly what he should do, so he agreed to the matter.

The next morning, Mr. Jia spread the news to the outside world.

At the same time, there were also confirmations from the so-called "masters" who came out of the Jia family.

Before these masters came out, Mr. Jia met with them specially.

"That lord has already found out the reason. The other party is an evil cultivator. The master told us not to hide it, nor to attribute this matter to the goblin. I would like to thank the masters here. These silver coins can be regarded as hard work fees. I hope the masters will not think it is too little."

"No, no, we still have to thank Master Jia. I think Master Jia is busy with his work, so we won't bother you anymore. We'll take our leave now."

When they heard that it was Xingzhou's order, these people dared not say anything more. Even if someone outside asked, they could at most say that they helped Xingzhou take care of ordinary people in the Jia family. This was enough to enhance their fame. Sometimes being too famous is not necessarily a good thing.

After all, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility; the more famous you are, the bigger the troubles you will face. If you get into trouble, you will be in trouble.

What's more, Mr. Jia was very generous and each person got ten taels of silver, which was indeed a big profit.

The people of Tongming County were talking about it.

"What happened to the Jia family wasn't done by a demon? It was done by an immortal? I can't believe it."

"Bah, what immortal? He is just a person seeking fame and reputation. He is clearly an evil demon and a ghost. I worshipped him so much before. Such trash deserves to die."

"That's right, I think that Master Hu is the real immortal. If it weren't for him, who knows if we would be taken away by the evil spirits. We don't have the wealth of the Jia family. If we can't replenish our vitality, I'm afraid we will die in a few days."

"Hey, can we also worship Master Hu? He is a real immortal."

"I think it's okay. Only immortals like this are worthy of our worship."

There are some people who believe in Star Boat.

After all, if a real deity landed in one's own county, it wouldn't cost much to worship him at home. It would just be a dish of water and a stick of incense, and at most a few fruits if conditions allowed.

As time went by, people in Tongming County began to believe in Master Hu more and more, just because of the countless silver spent by the young master of the Jia family.

Originally, the ancestral temple was only built in the Jia family, but a larger one was built in the county, attracting a large number of people to come and watch.

Not only that, he also personally wrote one touching and gripping fantasy novel after another under the name of Mr. Lily.

Although he is just a mortal, he does not want to be controlled by the so-called heaven or immortals.

All the goblins in the novel are kind-hearted and dedicated to saving people from suffering, but in each story, due to the ignorance of some immortals or mortals, the goblins either die or lose their cultivation and become mortals.

There is a koi fish whose blood is drained to save humans from the plague, and a ginseng doll that was dedicated to curing diseases and saving lives but was killed by a sorcerer.

The words were sad and full of emotion, and all the people who followed the show cursed Mr. Lily for being a bad son while resigning themselves to watching their fate.

There were also storytellers and opera troupes performing. It can be said that no matter whether you can read or not, you have always heard "Strange Stories of Lily" written by Mr. Lily.

As for the matter of fairies, they gradually became calm and stopped shouting for war and killing. After all, they had never seen a fairy. The only thing they had heard about fairies was that they were disguised as evil spirits. Although there was Xingzhou to deal with them, in their hearts, fairies were no longer out of reach.

The moon was on the willow branches. Master Jia put down his pen and looked up at the moon. "Don't worry, benefactor. I will definitely help you clear the reputation of the goblin."

It's not like he has much affection for fairies. He just doesn't want mortals to be kept in the dark by the so-called "immortals".

After the Xingzhou left Tongming County, it rode on the clouds all the way to Zhenli Gate.

There were already few practitioners in this world, and because of the sudden change in the way of heaven, they became even rarer.

Therefore, even though there are some disciples in the Mahayana stage in the Zhenli Sect, there are only two or three hundred of them. Even then there are more than a hundred menial disciples. They are called disciples, but in fact they just do the work of serving others. At most they can build a foundation in their cultivation, and most of them can only reach the third level of Qi Refining in their entire lives.

Sensing the situation at Zhenli Gate, Xingzhou frowned. There was indeed something wrong with the way this world is governed.

Logically speaking, a world with immortals who have ascended to heaven will become stronger and stronger, and there will naturally be more and more practitioners in it. Even if the number is small, the quality will definitely improve. However, now, it has only been eight hundred years since the last immortal ascended to heaven, but not only are there fewer and fewer practitioners, but the quality is also getting worse and worse.

Instead, greed, anger, ignorance and delusion prevail, and hatred, desire and passion blind us.

All living beings became restless.

The most important point is, how could people like Qingsongzi or even Qian Yuanming achieve the Mahayana realm? Was it because they were thick-skinned enough and committed enough evil?

Xingzhou suspected that the reason for this matter was Qian Yuanming, or in other words, there was something on the other party.

Xingzhou waved his hand and set up a barrier around the Zhenli Gate to prevent the people inside from escaping. Then he detained Qingsongzi and flew in from mid-air in a swagger.

"Where is the cave where your son is in seclusion?"

"Over there——" Qingsongzi pointed in a direction tremblingly.

It was a quiet room, right next to the sect leader's bedroom.

"How dare you! Who are you? How dare you break into my Zhenli Gate without permission?"

Some disciples and elders finally reacted and stood in front of Xingzhou. Xingzhou stretched out his hand and pointed, and they were fixed in place.

The highest among them is just a god, and it is easy to deal with him.

Xingzhou arrived at the door of the quiet room and slapped it with his palm without any hesitation, and the door of the quiet room shattered into pieces. However, Qian Yuanming, who was said to be in seclusion inside, was not there. Xingzhou sniffed and felt the smell gradually diluted.