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Even after the four Ghost Messengers returned to the Underworld, Lin Fengjiao was still in a daze. He had never heard of anyone being able to make a deal with the Underworld and buy a mourning stick. In his opinion, this was simply unheard of. However, he did not expect that it would actually succeed, causing Lin Fengjiao to feel as if he was dreaming.
"Wah, Senior Brother, how much is 350 million?" Wen Cai's brain wasn't that good, so he didn't know what 350 million was. First, he counted with his fingers, then asked Qiu Sheng.
"Idiot, three hundred and fifty million is three hundred and fifty million. What else could it be?" Qiu Sheng couldn't figure it out and slapped Wen Cai on the head.
"What are you two still standing there for? Hurry up and get in here." Their quarrel caused Lin Fengjiao to return to her senses. Looking at her two unfilial disciples, Lin Fengjiao couldn't help but berate them.
"Master, we're back." Qiu Sheng walked in with his usual smile.
"Master!" Wen Cai was not as thick-skinned as Qiu Sheng. He knew that he had made a mistake this time, so he walked back with his head lowered.
"Laugh? You can still laugh? Look at what you've done." Seeing that Qiu Sheng didn't have the slightest hint of repentance, Lin Fengjiao raised her eyebrows and coldly reprimanded him.
Originally, with Lin Fengjiao's character, she wouldn't have gotten so angry over this kind of thing. However, now that Ye Xuan was beside her, and looking at Ye Xuan's age, he was only a little older than her two apprentices. His cultivation was almost the same as hers, and he was steady in handling things. Looking at her two apprentices, one was sloppy and the other silly, it was really infuriating to compare oneself to others.
"Master …" Seeing that Lin Fengjiao was really angry, Qiu Sheng didn't dare to smile anymore. He quickly pretended to admit his mistake.
"Ai …" Seeing her two disciples' expressions, Lin Fengjiao's heart softened again. Sighing, she waved her hand and said, "Forget it. Be smarter in the future. I can save you once, but I can't save you forever. If you continue like this, don't blame me as your master if you lose your life."
"Master!" Both Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were shocked. They hadn't expected their master to say such a thing to them.
"Alright, hurry up and prepare the materials for the opening of the altar. I'm going to open the altar," Lin Fengjiao said to the two of them.
"Yes, master." If it was in the past, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng would definitely ask what they were going to do. However, after being reprimanded, they knew that their master was not in a good mood, so they became much more obedient. They hurriedly went to the back hall to prepare.
Watching Lin Fengjiao teach her two disciples a lesson, Ye Xuan couldn't help but shake his head. Lin Fengjiao's spiritual power was strong, but it was a pity that she wasn't good at teaching her disciples. It was no wonder that Qiu Sheng was still stuck in the Qi Cultivation stage even though he had been with him for so many years. He had also spoiled Qiu Sheng's impudent personality. With a master like this, it was no wonder that Qiu Sheng was always courting death.
"These two rascals have made a fool of themselves." After Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng left, Lin Fengjiao turned around and looked at the two of them.
"Ninth Uncle, you're being too polite. However, forgive me for saying this, but Ninth Uncle spoiling them so much isn't a good thing for them. "Ye Xuan couldn't help but say this to Ninth Uncle.
"Ai, Fellow Daoist is right. It's just that …" Lin Fengjiao sighed and shook her head. Then she said, "Don't worry about those two rascals. Fellow Daoist, we're here to talk about your matter. I know what you talked about with the Messenger of Death, but I'm afraid that the three hundred and fifty million taels of silver will be troublesome. "
Seeing that Lin Fengjiao didn't bring up that matter anymore, Ye Xuan didn't say anything else. He wasn't related to Lin Fengjiao in any way. If he said anything else, people would think that he was meddling in other people's business. So he followed up on Lin Fengjiao's question and said, "Oh, Ninth Uncle, do you not have enough money for the netherworld?"
"Yes." Lin Fengjiao nodded and said, "Normally, the money I print for the netherworld is only about two hundred million taels of silver. Moreover, in order to save my two rascals, I already promised the Messenger of Death that I would burn all of my money for them. If that's the case, I won't be able to take out your three hundred and fifty million taels of money. Also, if we want to print three hundred and fifty million taels of money for the netherworld, I calculated that it would take us ten days. However, the Messenger of Death said that he would deliver the money in three days. "
"I see. Then, Ninth Uncle, you don't have to worry. I've already thought of a way to solve this matter. I just want to ask Ninth Uncle, how many templates do you have for the netherworld?" Hearing Lin Fengjiao's question, Ye Xuan wasn't too worried. Instead, he asked another question.
"No, this year's template was newly carved by me, so there's only one. And it takes at least ten days to carve this kind of template. I think it's too late. "Lin Fengjiao shook her head and said.
"Do you have the ones from last year and the year before?" Ye Xuan immediately caught the loophole in Lin Fengjiao's words and asked.
"Uh, there are. Could it be that you want to …" Lin Fengjiao was startled for a moment and nodded.
"That's right. Although it's the templates from last year and the year before, it's only been a few years. It's impossible for the Underworld to destroy the money printed from these templates. It should be fine to use them." Ye Xuan said with a smile.
"That's a good idea." Lin Fengjiao thought for a moment and also felt that Ye Xuan's idea was feasible.
"Ninth Uncle, you're flattering me. Also, since we can't print the netherworld money by ourselves, we can hire the people in the town. I've already thought about it. We can hire about twenty people. I'm prepared to pay one yuan for each person's daily salary. In this way, with the help of these twenty people, we should be able to finish the work in a day. But there's also the matter of hiring people. I'm not familiar with this place, so I hope Ninth Uncle can help me. "Ye Xuan cupped his hands and said to Ninth Uncle.
"You're too polite. It's just a small matter. Just leave it to me." Lin Fengjiao waved her hand and said.
"If that's the case, then I'll have to trouble Ninth Uncle." Ye Xuan thanked her again. Although he could pay for this matter, it would take more effort. But if he left it to Ninth Uncle, with Ninth Uncle's prestige in the town, this matter would be much easier.
"Master, the spell altar is ready." Just as Lin Fengjiao was about to speak, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai came out from the back hall and shouted.
"Alright, there's no need for you to be so polite. Let's go. We'll first open the spell altar in the inner hall and invite some of my fellow disciples over. With so many ghosts, if we want to catch them all, it'll take a long time." As Lin Fengjiao spoke, she walked into the inner hall with Ye Xuan.
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