Live for money, die for it

waiting for you to worship him at the Yinjingtian Palace, he came to pick you up personally... Then I’ll send you here…”As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Qiyun's clothes fluttered and he appeared...Just now, that paper figure as well. As soon as Mu Wanchen mentioned it, I remembered the images of Bai Wu Chang and other ghost officers in temples and Taoist temples, all with ugly and fierce appear...