Chapter Thirty-Eight Industry

  The figure opposite him seemed to have heard something hilarious at this moment, laughing uncontrollably: "Hahaha, you want to kill me, a mortal like you wants to kill me, you dare to be an enemy of the underworld, I will definitely report to Judge Tai Shan, and throw you into the purgatory, never to be reborn".

  "What a nuisance! You're so garrulous, and you don't seem to be a good person either. I wonder how many lives you've ruined. Today, I'll take justice into my own hands and put an end to you."

  After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu didn't give that illusory shadow any reaction time. A divine light flashed in his eyes: "Painting the ground as a prison".

  "What's going on? Why can't I get out of here? You're a cultivator, you're actually a cultivator. How dare you kill me? The underworld will definitely not let you off."

  "Nonsense, what status can a little ghost like you have in the underworld? I don't believe that the City God of the State would dare to act recklessly. I am the Son of Heaven on earth, and the Mandate of Heaven is not just for show. If he dares to make a move, he will be instantly killed by the backlash of the Mandate of Heaven."

  After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu ejected a black thread: "Being able to die under this curse is your honor, Wan Hun Shi Ti".

  In an instant, countless ghosts rushed from nowhere to tear at the Yin god, who tried to resist but was pinned down by Chen Jiu's divine power. He was torn apart and killed in agony as he watched helplessly.

  Yin Si, a soul tablet suddenly shattered into pieces, the little ghost guarding the soul tablet was shocked, and another Yin Si's ghost official's soul flew away. This is the first time in a hundred years, this world is going to change.

  Without this little devil bothering him, Chen Jiu continued his meal. And it must be said that the shopkeeper's culinary skills were quite impressive. Chen Jiu rarely had a big satisfying meal like this one.

  As for the revenge of the Yin Si, Chen Jiu could only smile and say "hehe", after a few days, I will enter the academy to study, and Chen Jiu's divine power is growing day by day, why should he be afraid of these little ghosts? The most important thing is that Chen Jiu has already thought of a way to deal with those ghostly gods in Yin Si, as long as they dare to provoke him, it will be a situation where either the fish dies or the net breaks.

  "Shopkeeper, bill!" Chen Jiu took out a large goldfish from the package and slapped it on the table with a "slap".

  The shopkeeper came in and looked at Chen Jiu, who was drunk, then said: "Sir, you don't need to spend so much money."

  Chen Jiu patted the shoulder of the old shopkeeper: "Tonight I'll be staying at your wine tower, take good care of that donkey for me, and go find some cinnabar, yellow paper, and prepare a basin of hot water for me to bathe."

  The old shopkeeper took down the goldfish and said: "Wait a moment, sir. I'll call Flying Swallow to boil some water."

  "Come on, take me to the room."

  He tossed the package onto the bed and fell onto the quilt: "This old wine really packs a punch, good wine, good wine".

  He slightly closed his eyes for a moment, and then heard a knock at the door: "Sir, your water has arrived, along with this yellow paper and cinnabar."

  Chen nodded: "Put it there, you go by yourselves".

  After taking a bath, Chen Jiu drew some more talismans: "You little ghosts don't come if you don't want to, but if you do, Grandpa will make sure you have no way back."

  After sticking the talisman on his body and putting it in a good place, Chen Jiu didn't even bother to meditate, directly lying down on the bed and sleeping soundly with his head covered. When he woke up, it was already high noon.

  After washing up briefly, he pushed open the door and saw Fei Yan sitting downstairs. Her eyes lit up: "Jiu Ge, you're awake."

  Chen nodded and sat down in front of Fei Yan: "Your wine shop still doesn't have any customers."

  Fei Yan nodded, her two buns shaking back and forth: "Big brother, wait for me, I'll go get you some breakfast."

  Before long, Fei Yan came back with a bowl of porridge, two steamed buns and some small dishes in her hands. After Chen Jiu ate a few mouthfuls, the old shopkeeper sighed and walked in from outside.

  "Grandfather, Fei Yan hastily went forward to welcome him."

  Chen Jiu looked at the old shopkeeper and said, "What's wrong, Old Shopkeeper? Why are you sighing?"

  The old shopkeeper sighed and said: "I ran through the entire wine street this morning, but no one is willing to buy my wine house".

  Chen Jiubai thought for a moment and said: "It's probably because of the disturbance at the City God Temple".

  The old shopkeeper didn't say anything, but his expression already said it all.

  Chen Jiufan put down the steamed bun, took a sip of porridge: "Don't worry, boss, when the boat reaches the bridgehead, it will naturally go straight. Things will always have a way out. You don't do anything today either, first help me buy a house and then talk about it."

  The old shopkeeper looked at Chen Jiu and said: "Young master wants to settle down here?"

  Chen nodded: "It's right to study at Qingyang Academy and buy a house."

  The old shopkeeper's eyes rolled around: "Young master, what do you think of this wine tower?"

  Chen Jiuyi smiled: "Do you need to ask about this wine shop? Of course it can't be opened anymore."

  The old shopkeeper's face was tinged with embarrassment: "I mean, is the decor of this wine shop to your liking, young master?"

  Chen Jiuzi took a glance at the wine house: "Not bad, good location, ordinary decoration".

  The shopkeeper was somewhat struck by these words, and this arrangement could only be said to be ordinary, really didn't know what to say.

  "What I mean is, if you like this tavern, young master, I can transfer it to you."

  That flying swallow over there spoke up: "Grandfather, you're cheating people! This wine shop can't be opened anymore, how can it be transferred to the young master?"

  The old shopkeeper's face revealed a hint of a smile: "No, we two have offended the judge and it can't be opened, but the young master hasn't offended him".

  Chen Jiu understood the old shopkeeper's intention: "Don't say so much, I'm not a fool either. If you really want to sell this wine tower, it can be reported at a honest price."

  The shopkeeper's face changed: "This wine tower of mine is a good property, if managed well, making a fortune every day won't be difficult. Alright, young master, put up 500 gold and I'll sell it to you."

  Chen Jiu was taken aback: "Such a good piece of land, actually only sold for 500 gold?"

  It's like the buildings in the bustling area now, a one-million-yuan house is actually sold for only 100,000 yuan, it seems that this old boss has been pushed to the edge of the cliff.

  Chen Ji shook his head: "Five hundred gold is too little, how about this, I'll give you a thousand gold, and you help me manage this wine shop".

  The old shopkeeper was taken aback: "There's still someone who thinks there's too much money."

  "Isn't the young master afraid of being implicated by us two?"

  Chen Jiufu's face showed a look of disdain: "It's just the yin god, although it's powerful, but after all, it's only a small way, it can't become a trend, and it can only show off for a while."

  The old shopkeeper clapped his hands in approval: "Good, good, good! Since the young master has said so, I agree. I'll go find someone to go to the government office and handle the paperwork."

  Watching the old shopkeeper hurry away, Fei Yan anxiously said: "Young master, aren't you really afraid of that..."

  Chen Jiu shook his head: "What's there to be afraid of? It's just an evil spirit. Where the righteous energy reaches, the evil spirit will naturally dissipate."

  The old shopkeeper arrived quickly, and in half a day's time, the documents with the official seal of the provincial government had been delivered. Chen Jiu casually pulled out a thousand taels of gold: "From now on, this wine tower is mine, and I can be considered to have taken root in this vast Qingzhou".

  Looking at the greedy shopkeeper, Chen Jiu showed a hint of a smile: "Shopkeeper, go and purchase peach wood for me, the older the better, ten gold for hundred-year-old ones, a hundred gold for thousand-year-old ones. However, I estimate that there's no thousand-year-old peach wood in this world, if there were any, they would have become spirits already."

  The old shopkeeper nodded and put away the gold after going to the residential area at the back, then went out.

  Chen Jiu looked at the wine tower, a hint of a smile on his lips: "Although this state capital is a bit troublesome, but this Wanjin wine tower has saved me money. Once that trouble is resolved, won't wealth be pouring in?"

  On one side, Fei Yan was playing with her fingers: "Young Master, you are our master now, I wonder what can Fei Yan do?"

  Chen Ji rubbed Fei Yan's head: "You're so young, what can you do? In the future, just help me manage the money. This little gatekeeper needs to find a clever guy, you're not good enough, others will say two or three sentences and you'll give your heart away."

  Chen Jiu's words not only delighted himself, but also made Fei Yan's small face flush red with laughter.

  He leaned his face close to Fei Yan's ear and whispered, "Does your grandfather still have any Chen wine left?"

  The swallow sold his own grandfather without hesitation: "And three urns."