[The True Immortal Abode on Earth, Save My Paint Factory’s Dog Life]

Seeing the content on the banner clearly, Ning An thought long and hard, but couldn’t recall which incense burner’s wish this was.

"If you can’t remember, then never mind. He offered incense money, and the system grants his wish back. No one takes advantage of anyone."

Ning An smiled brightly, and then put the banner away.

A few days ago, he and Lin Yanke stationed themselves in Enjiang Town to prevent any supernatural incidents when the deceitful painting reemerged during the residents’ relocation.

Fortunately, until everyone had finished relocating, no supernatural events occurred.

Once the relocation was completed, the elder’s promises started to be fulfilled.

According to the previous arrangement, the outer realm was managed with official assistance, and any profits made would be shared with Changchun Temple.

Don’t despise this for being mundane; financial support and dharma are always primary in spiritual matters, regardless of the era.

The inner area was handed over to Changchun Temple, but considering that there were only three people including Ning An, they directly asked if they needed help building residences.

Lin Yanke was the first to immediately agree to this golden opportunity.

After all, they needed a place to stay for quite some time; when things in Enjiang Town were settled, she would head straight to Qilian Mountain.

As she put it beautifully: "I’m confident in the craftsmanship of the artisans, but not in their aesthetics."

What could Ning An say? He could only smile silently.

To Ning An, the grotto heaven blessed land was far less important than the wishes made by incense burners at Changchun Temple and the rewards exploded by the system.

Ning An tidied up the temple a bit, opened the livestream, and opened the door to welcome guests.

As soon as the livestream started, hundreds of thousands poured in.

If it were another time, Ning An’s livestream audience could easily multiply tens of times.

After all, college students are the main audience for livestreams, and their principle is never to wake up early.

The time Ning An starts his livestream is like a death sentence for them.

Five in the morning!

What kind-hearted college student can wake up at this hour?!

As soon as these people entered, the livestream was flooded with thick comments.

"Brother Sect Leader, why did you stop streaming for two days without any notice, making me wake up early two mornings in a row!"

"Hey, kid, going to bed early and waking up early is good for you. How is waking up early a bad thing for you?"

"Brother Sect Leader, I missed you so much, come give me a hug."

...

As always, whenever the livestream starts, there’s a myriad of comments, all sorts of characters, almost like it’s turning into a tree hole.

However, Ning An wasn’t focused on these, but was instead attracted by one particular comment.

"I’m dying of laughter. The gold digger got her comeuppance, sentenced to twenty years with confiscation of illegal gains, satisfied?"

The case from a few days ago was judged so quickly?

And isn’t this sentence a bit harsh?

Facing Ning An’s doubt, the barrage of comments quickly responded.

"Hehe, it’s not harsh at all. This gold digger scammed several people before, but due to lack of evidence, they swallowed their pride and didn’t report it."

"Yeah, we owe thanks to the old yellow fellow. He’s indeed a pervert; basically, he renovated new houses in that area himself. Just from his ledger, the police took a week to review all the cameras."

"Also, thanks to the gold digger who only targeted people in that area and insisted they buy new houses so she could scam more. Otherwise, we couldn’t have gathered so much evidence, hahahaha."