Bai Yao glanced at Jiang Qianyang and said, "Chen Wan is not the kind of woman you imagined. She is a girl worth your efforts. It's a pity that you two missed her after all."
"I don't believe it. Where is she? I want to see her!" Jiang Qianyang roared.
"She can't go down to the underworld, and you can't stay in the earth for long. Go back, and the cause and effect will give you a satisfactory explanation."
Bai Yao waved his hand.
Bai Wuchang immediately grabbed Jiang Qianyang and wanted to go back.
"I won't leave!" Jiang Qianyang said anxiously: "Master, please, master, let me see Chen Wan!"
"It's useless if you meet her, she won't remember you."
He was shocked, "How could that happen?"
"When a person suffers a huge blow before death, he will forget some things after death." Bai Yao said calmly: "In her current memory, without your existence, it is useless even if you meet her."
"The fate between you and her has been broken. Go back. Maybe you can see her again one last time."
No matter how unwilling Jiang Qianyang was, he was mercilessly taken back to the City of Wasted Death by Bai Wuchang.
Qingpeng also knew that his City God's Temple was about to be razed to the ground, and he was immediately anxious, "My temple is in such a state of ruins, and there is still someone who wants it? Is there any justice in this? Is it really necessary to drive me, the City God, to sleep in the big house?"
The road?"
"Qingcheng God, don't be anxious. Sister Yao'er has agreed to help you buy this piece of land, and she will also help you build the Chenghuang Temple." Bai Ling comforted Qingpeng with a smile.
Qingpeng's eyes widened when he heard this, "Really? Fairy, do you really want to buy this piece of land and renovate it for me?"
"Hmm." Bai Yao was still thinking about Wang Mazi.
Qingpeng jumped three feet high with joy, "Fairy is so powerful and domineering! My Chenghuang Temple is bigger, better-looking and more magnificent than Tao Chenghuang's!"
God knows how envious and jealous he was when he went to see Tao Chenghuang last time and saw his magnificent Chenghuang Temple!
From now on, he no longer has to live in a ruined temple!
He will also have his own Ayutthaya City God Temple!
Qingpeng was so happy that he forgot everything, with a smile on his face.
"Now the land still belongs to the Wang Group, and Sister Yao'er and I are going to snatch it over." Bai Ling was a little distressed, "Sister Yao'er, have you thought of a way to devalue the land?"
Bai Yao asked him, "How many people are interested in buying this land?"
Bai Lingyi checked, "Hey! There are quite a few. There are more than a dozen real estate companies eyeing this place. Wang Ruofang will hold an auction in three days. At that time, more than a dozen companies will come to see it. The one with the highest bid will get the piece.
Land.”
Qingpeng couldn't help but become anxious, "Where will I live after the auction?"
"Qingcheng Huang, can you dream?" Bai Yao asked.
Qingpeng was stunned for a moment, "I could do it before, but now that I have become a priest, I can't just enter other people's dreams."
You can only dream if it is someone related to you.
You cannot enter the dreams of strangers.
Bai Ling quickly understood Bai Yao's meaning, "Sister Yao'er means to let Qingcheng Huang enter those people's dreams to scare them?"
"Those who engage in real estate are somewhat superstitious. As long as they know that the City God's Temple cannot be moved, they will give up." Bai Yao said lightly: "If you can't fall asleep, then find a professional."
The professional ones are the nightmares.
Bai Yao asked Bai Ling to go back to Yuncheng to bring the Nightmare Ghost to the capital.
Bai Ling gave Nightmare Ghost a look at the list he had compiled.
"Good guy, if you want me to scare so many people in two days, I will be exhausted!" The Nightmare Ghost saw everyone dumbfounded when he saw the list.
There are more than twenty people on the list in total. It takes two nights to scare them all, and he will have to run back and forth all night.
Bai Yao smiled and said: "Be good, I'll give you some good incense when things are done."
As soon as he heard that there was something delicious to eat, the nightmare immediately swelled up, and he patted his chest and vowed, "Don't worry, little ancestor, as long as I'm here, I'll make them scared to death!"
"No, I want you to transform into the Qingcheng God to warn them that if they dare to touch the Chenghuang Temple, they will be punished by the gods."
Nightmare Ghost looked at Qingpeng with a guilty conscience, "Isn't it bad to transform into the City God?"
Qingpeng didn't care, "Brother Hei, whether you can keep my territory depends on you!"
The nightmare nodded heavily.
That night, the Nightmare Ghost began its mission.
In the dream, he transformed into a majestic and cold-green man in divine robes. In order to appear calm and intimidating, he deliberately transformed into an older man. Just like that, he appeared in those people's dreams and warned them not to touch the City God's Temple.
On the first night, the nightmare ghost ran into the dreams of more than a dozen people, leaving warnings.
The next day they did not believe in evil and continued to prepare various matters for purchasing the land, but found that everything was not going well.
Little did he know that behind the scenes, Qingpeng found some local brats to help him and went to those people's companies to cause trouble.
Several families felt that something was wrong, and when they gathered together to discuss it, they realized that everyone had dreamed about the City God. They suddenly felt scared and had the idea of giving up.
At this moment, Wang Ruofang didn't know that the heads of more than a dozen companies were being haunted by ghosts and imps.
She was sitting at home in a certain house in the capital, breathing a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there is this piece of land passed down from ancestors, which can be sold at a good price to alleviate the embarrassment of lack of funds."
At this time, the secretary suddenly came to report, "Mr. Wang, the bandit Mo has appeared!"
"What!" Wang Ruofang jumped up from the sofa excitedly, "Where is it!"
"It was their people who took the initiative to contact us and said that they were also interested in this piece of land and wanted to buy it."
"I have worked so hard to find them for so long, but I didn't expect that in such a twists and turns, I actually met them here." Wang Ruofang narrowed her eyes, a shrewd light flashed in her eyes, "The value of the land that even the gangsters are interested in must be immeasurable!
"
"If they want to buy it, they can, but they have to show sincerity."
Wang Ruofang said: "As long as Bandit Mo cooperates with our group again, I am willing to cancel the auction and sell the land to them."
"Otherwise, the higher bidder will get it."
The secretary forwarded her words to the man on the other side.
The person behind the scenes was Bai Ling. He was typing on the keyboard quickly while asking Bai Yao, "Sister Yao'er, Wang Ruofang still wants to get our investment and is threatening the land."
"Tell her, I'll pay one million for this piece of land. If it works, we'll cooperate. If it doesn't, we'll forget it."
Even Bai Ling was shocked by her words, "Sister Yao'er, are you right? Let alone 10 million for this piece of land, even 100 million is not an exaggeration! One million, even a toilet.
I can’t buy it. How could Wang Ruofang agree?”
Bai Yao calmed down, "Do you think Wang Ruofang would lose the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds?"
Businessmen value profits and value long-term interests.
Wang Ruofang is in urgent need of investment now.
Selling the Chenghuang Temple land can indeed temporarily supplement some funds, but what happens next?
Therefore, she was sure that Wang Ruofang would agree to such a harsh condition just to re-sign cooperation with Bandit Mo.