The Leader Holds Down the Coffin Board

Lan Qi was young and was forced to take over as the head of a dilapidated sect. When she arrived at the door with her baggage in hand, she realized that she had been deceived... Due to the demolition at the foot of the mountain, the feng shui was broken, and the evil spirits sealed in the sect fled one after another. The Zongzi who were suppressed in the back mountain also began to move around. The older ones were four to five thousand years old, and the younger ones were fresh and hot, all showing their fangs. The disciples hugged her thighs and strongly tried to persuade her to stay. Lan Qi couldn't bear it when he looked at his hungry apprentices, who looked sallow and skinny, so he reluctantly took up his post. The evil ghost floats unscrupulously at the foot of the mountain, causing trouble in the countryside: Who else can take care of me! Who else can take care of me! Hahahahahaha!!! Lan Qi sharpened his copper coin sword, pierced it through both sides, and showed his white teeth: "Be quiet, mother!" The rice dumplings in the back mountain fluttered about to come out of the coffin: I want to eat meat! Eat meat!! Lan Qi stepped on the coffin board, holding an evil nail in his mouth and nailing it back, "Guanli has been without food for half a month, what are you thinking about!" ———— As the ghost king, Zhenxuan worked hard for the GDP of the underworld. He handed his business card to Lan Qi, who had great business ability, "Do you want to know about the civil servants of the underworld?" Lan Qi: "My goal is Crab, a civil servant in heaven." The town announced: "The benefits are favorable, the salary is generous and there is no upper limit, five insurances and one housing fund, paid vacations, two publicly-funded trips a year, and two hours of work a day. Think about it again?" Purpose: Actively guide religion to adapt to socialist society