I am not a demon because I have the equivalent scale

The two groups of warehouse workers on the night shift and the day shift were talking to each other one by one. Some were complimentary, some were envious, and some were hating the mother-in-law at home.

"What are you doing? Why don't you do it anymore!" Until it was almost time to start work, the supervisor arrived and saw everyone gathered around him, so he yelled.

Everyone immediately dispersed, those on the night shift got off work, and those on the day shift started getting ready to go to work.

"Zhi Jia, come with me." Wang Zijia also planned to go to work, but was temporarily stopped by the manager.

"Oh!" Wang Zijia paused for a moment, then followed him honestly.

"How's it going? Did you make talisman paper yesterday?" On the way, the steward rarely took the initiative to ask him.

"Uh, no, I'm just messing around on my own." Wang Zijia lowered his head inwardly and replied, "Does the manager have something to do with me?"

"No, you Xiang shopkeeper from the Fulu District wants to see you. Let me pass on a message." The steward said.

Wang Zijia's mind moved slightly and she said, "Oh!"

After saying that, the two of them were speechless. They were not familiar with each other, and the other person took the initiative to chat with her just now. It was only because Wang Zijia had started trying to make talismans at a young age.

After a while, they arrived at the door of the warehouse, and the two parted silently.

Passing through the warehouse area, we came to a corner of the front hall, an exclusive resting office, and stopped.

"Dong dong..."

Wang Zijia hesitated and knocked gently on the door.

"Enter!"

An old voice came from the door, and at the same time the door quietly opened, and an ordinary old man with some gray hair came into view.

This person can be regarded as Wang Zijia's big boss, the person who can decide whether or not he will work.

Xiang Ji, the most ordinary outer disciple of Wanyu Sect, has a middle-level cultivation level as a boy. Because of some connections, I was able to come here when I was away from home and became the shopkeeper.

The realm of Taoist monks is divided into: [boy], [sacrificial wine], [real person] and other stages.

"Shopkeeper, you called me?" Wang Zijia asked respectfully.

"Originally I wanted to ask you how you were thinking about marrying into Xiang's family these days, but today I suddenly heard that you are already practicing talismans, so I planned to call you..."

Xiang Ji seemed to be busy with something. He turned his back to Wang Zijia and turned around while speaking, then suddenly paused. Looking at Wang Zijia, he said: "Xiantian? Did your martial arts breakthrough happen before you comprehended the talisman or after you comprehended it?"

Wang Zijia was slightly stunned when he heard this, and searched his predecessor's memory before finding the relevant information.

His father suddenly got the entry order and made it well known. This is nothing, after all, it is not a huge treasure, and it will not make people in the store take risks.

But then his father passed away suddenly, and the shopkeeper once looked for his original body.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that I want to be extinct. Shopkeeper Xiang is a very particular person, and he probably has a good relationship with his father.

Directly propose to let him marry into the family, and then help Xiang Jia test his spiritual roots. If his spiritual roots are sufficient, let him use the channel of Xiang's family and use the token to enter the outer gate.

If the spiritual root is not enough, Xiang Jia will help him find a way to reach the early stage of boyhood and ten years of Taoism before he is eighteen years old, and then use the token to directly enter the outer gate.

Of course, if you don't have spiritual roots, you need to give up your qualifications to other people in the clan.

All in all, it was actually a good suggestion. The main reason was that he had spiritual roots, which would definitely benefit him a lot, and there would be no bullying.

It's a pity that the original owner's father prepared the technique a long time ago for him to understand. But he has never been able to get started, and it is basically certain that he has no spiritual roots. Therefore, the predecessor did not respond and said that he would consider it.

This consideration lasts for several months.

The other party obviously also has caring thoughts, so he doesn't take it too seriously. It's not like I was rushing to get him to marry me.

In his thoughts, Wang Zijia weighed in and said: "The one who returned to the shopkeeper is after Xiantian."

"Not doing your job properly." Xiang Ji frowned slightly and said, "My previous proposal is still valid. As long as you marry into the family, the clan will help you detect your spiritual roots and then find ways to handle your direct entry into the outer gate."

Wang Zijia lowered his head and remained silent.

"Well, you were born so quickly. It is impossible for you to have no spiritual roots. You have also understood the talismans. I guess you don't want to be dependent on others. You young kids are not good at this. You are very arrogant. Not at all. I don’t know how good it would be to get married. If I had such an opportunity..."

At this point, Xiang Ji stopped in time.

‘No, I know very well about soft rice and all that! ’

'If I could, I would also like to have a soft meal, but I don't have spiritual roots. I can't just marry into my wife and be a money-giving boy, giving Xiang Ji an outer seat for free, right? ’

"Think more about it yourself. This proposal is valid until you are twenty years old. Although my Xiang family is a small family, it is still a peripheral family of Wanyu Sect. I cannot humiliate you. If you are willing to nod, the members of the clan Girls with spiritual roots can also be considered."

I don't know if it was because I heard that he had started trying to make spell cards, but Xiang Ji made a little more promise. At least in my memory, the other party never said that the girl could take the spirit root.

"Hmm!" Wang Zijia imitated the appearance of the original owner in his memory, almost buried his head in his neck, and hummed softly.

"Hey, you kid, your father just raised you too much and pampered you. You have too little experience. If you really join the sect by yourself and don't have any clan members to help you, you will definitely suffer a loss!" Xiang Ji looked at Wang Zijia's look. , sighed again.

"Yeah!" Wang Zijia hummed again.

"Okay, think about it for yourself, and go down if you have nothing to do!" Xiang Ji said no more and said goodbye.

Wang Zijia was as if pardoned. He bowed and left the room quickly.

Xiang Ji saw this and shook his head helplessly, whispering: "Little brat, it's better not to marry into the family."

After Wang Zijia hurriedly left the front hall, he breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay to act introverted and young at ordinary times, but it's stressful to act in front of this shopkeeper.

After all, in memory, Xiang Ji is also his father's shopkeeper, and he doesn't need to know too much about his family.

After returning to the warehouse, there was no more trouble, and Wang Zijia started to work normally.

After handing over get off work in the evening, Wang Zijia went home as usual, had dinner, and after the nanny left, he began to try various things.

Even cleaning and reading storybooks were not spared, trying to find the one that accumulated silver weights the fastest from many skills.

It was not until late at night that he fell asleep.

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"Roar······"

Late at night, Wang Zijia, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a loud roar.

"Boom!"

Before he could make any move, there was another loud noise, accompanied by a slight earthquake.

Wang Zijia jumped up from the bed and opened the room. He could clearly feel the strange fluctuations.

He looked around, his Qi fluctuated slightly, and he jumped onto the roof.