Laojun, the ancestor of the world, was the saint who transformed Nuwa's name into repairing the sky, and once transformed Hangu into Hu into Buddha.

Whether it is Taoism, Buddhism or even Confucianism, you have to respectfully call him Taoist ancestor.

Just as Saint Confucius was the most sage teacher of cultural people, Laojun was the most sage teacher of the gods.

Even a naughty wild god like Sun Wukong, when the emperor went to heaven saw Lao Jun, he could say old-fashioned words.

In the sky and the earth, there is a high virtue and respect, and there is no god.

Such an old man has long been quiet and inactive, and why has he become a dangerous person?

Of course, Lao Jun’s magic power is profound and Wang Li has never been exposed to it. I don’t know what his temper is. Maybe he is not particularly good... But God of Wealth is also a dangerous person, so it’s unreasonable.

In the traditional Chinese mythological system, God of Wealth is not the kind of god with a very personality.

Compared with the iron triangle of the Heavenly Court that sucks the dragon's tendons and chops the sun, which often shook the Jade Emperor's face, it can almost be said to have no personality.

He belongs to the kind of ordinary gods who cannot be more ordinary, without any story at all. No one can take a look at them in the pile of gods. How come such a group of unknown priests in the heavenly court have become the most dangerous people?

Wang Li is very puzzled.

No matter how dangerous the God of Wealth is, can he compare to Monkey and Nezha? Not to mention that there are several bastard gods who are in the lower realm who are a monster and cannibalism, such as Xiao Jin Xiaoqing and Xiaobai... This is the most dangerous one.

No matter how you order, it’s not the turn of God of Wealth.

"Did you confirm that the dangerous person in front of you have not marked the wrong mark?"

Wang Li thought for a long time and asked Lao Yan to confirm.

"This is all the target of the Heavenly Court, I dare not say it." Lao Yan waved his hand in a hurry: "There are not many people in this place that I can afford. Don't let me talk nonsense. I am just a person responsible for receiving and sending documents. Please ask others to go."

"Forehead……"

Wang Li grabbed his head, but still couldn't figure it out.

Lao Yan is still an old fox and refuses to reveal the news. It’s better to go back and ask your second brother.

If the second brother dares not say it, it proves that these two dangerous elements are really wronged.

"Brother Yan, you are busy, I'll leave first."

Wang Li put away the list, greeted him, and was about to leave.

"You just left?" Lao Yan asked.

“That’s right.”

Wang Li grabbed a stack of ghost coins from behind the door and said, "How much does this cost, I have to buy some back."

I just told Guo Xiaomei that I wanted to come to help Jinzi buy things, and it is difficult to explain when I go out empty-handed. It is really unreliable to go to the coffin shop to return empty-handed.

"This is not worth it, I'll give it to you. I won't let you burn it now."

Lao Yan waved his hand very proudly and said, "Do you want to criticize the eight characters?"

"You have this business?"

Wang Li was very surprised.

"There is no way, I can't make a living." Old Yan said helplessly: "Two hundred yuan per time, guaranteed to be spiritual."

"Okay, then please help me see when I can find my wife." Wang Li was quite excited.

Kui Mulang is a big mouth. Wang Li has heard a lot of gossips from the Yin and Yang realms.

What are Dayi and Chang'e, Jade Emperor and Chang'e, Zhu Bajie and Chang'e, Erlang Shen and Chang'e, etc.... In addition to these romantic news, there are also gossips about the underworld.

For example, the Book of the King of Hell records the birth, old age, sickness and death of all living things. Some human monks and monks in turn calculate the fate recorded in the life and death document based on the date of birth. This special code is called the Eight Characters.

The King of Hell personally criticized the eight characters, which is something that many people cannot ask for.

It seems that Brother Yan is really miserable in the world, and he has fallen into the situation of criticizing people's eight characters.

The main reason is that he doesn't know how to find a place.

What is this place in Xiangjiang?

Wholesale market!!

Even if he came here to open a store when the Xiangjiang wholesale market was the hottest, he probably wouldn't make much money. Who is the damn thing that wholesale coffin and shroud...

"Your name is Wang Li, right? Your surname is Wang, Dabuliu."

Lao Yan took out a big book like a black dictionary from his arms, opened the catalog and muttered: "This name is so rustic. There are 236 people named Wang Li in Jiangbei..."

Wang Li glanced at the cover of the book.

There are three words written crookedly on it, the Book of Life and Death.

Wang Li: “…”

The King of Hell is a professional. Other fortune tellers have to ask you about the birth date, calculating the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and the wealth and seal generation and restraint. It takes half a day to study it before deciphering a little birth code. Brother Yan wants a name, and he can check information from the background with the Life and Death Book.

Sure enough, no matter how awesome the players are, they can't compare to GM. I don't know if this is considered illegal sales information.

What made Wang Li the most novel is that the book of Life and Death is also typed in the pinyin.

“Finally found.”

Soon Lao Yan found Wang Li’s information: “The ancestral home is from Wangjia Village…father…mother…well, my life is OK, and a wealthy family after a famous family…”

"There is nothing else called Wang Li in our village." Wang Li said speechlessly: "My family is still rich and famous? Brother, are you mistaken?"

Wang Li grew up in Moon Bay since childhood. Although he rarely returns to the village, he also knows what his hometown is like. He has a cousin... From his father to himself, he has a single pass.

In Guo Xiaomei's words, the wealthy family has no grudges and no grudges...

If you don’t even have any grudges in your family, what kind of family is famous for? It’s even more nonsense if you are rich and noble families... Have you ever seen a child from a wealthy family that can’t afford a house?

"You can question yourself, but you can't question me..." The King of Hell pointed to the cover and said, "Do you know these three words?"

“Um…”

Wang Li was silent. It was a life-and-death struggle. Since he said this, it would definitely not be false. If there were any mistakes, it would be 80% of the problems that arise from him. I would not have been abducted and trafficked.

Wang Li suddenly felt sad.

"You are also a temporary worker in the heavenly realm now. You can't reveal too much. You have to check your marriage, right? I will only talk about marriage." Lao Yan turned back and said, "Your marriage has arrived long ago, your wife is outside. The first woman you see when you go out is your future wife."

"Really?"

Wang Li quickly opened the door. At this time, an old lady walked over from the side and pushed the door in: "I want to order printed money paper, the kind used by the God of Wealth..."

"I……"

Seeing the old lady, Wang Li's head buzzed.

No, no...

Could this be my marriage? Lao Yan, who said that the dog must be blind, thought something was wrong with this grandson from the beginning.

"It's done, give the money!"

Lao Yan put the book together, took a bag of fancy burning paper from the shelf behind him and handed it to the old lady, then turned around and asked Wang Li for money.

"You're not sure..." Wang Li glanced at the old lady, tears flowed out, and he would rather be single for the rest of his life.

"I can make it accurate!" Lao Yan took out another brush as thick as a child's arm from his arms and glared at Wang Li fiercely.

"Brother! You are my brother." Wang Li hurriedly took out the 200 yuan and took it into Lao Yan's hand, and then ran out of the coffin shop as if he was running away.

When he came out, he faintly heard Lao Yan ask the old lady: "Old lady, do you want to make a horoscope? I'll show you the marriage. It costs 200 yuan per time, it's absolutely effective."

"What's going on? So scared?"

Seeing this, Guo Xiaomei, who was waiting outside, hurriedly pushed the electric car over.
Chapter completed!