On the first day of March, the ninth year of Yong'an.

Dagan, Anchang County, Qingxi Township, Qingyu Village.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and the sky and the earth were covered with gray fog. A translucent "shadow" was making a gesture by the Qingyu Village. When I walked in, I saw a young man with a beautiful face. But when I looked under me, the young man's feet were an inch above the ground, and his whole body was covered with a layer of fog, which was terrifying.

After the boy finished his gesture, he said, "Qi." Suddenly, a little white light floated out of his hand and flew towards Qingyu Village.

Fang Ming looked at his body that was more transparent after the practice, smiled bitterly and murmured: "This time I have consumed a trace of divine power. I can only survive for five days. I hope this can be accomplished!"

The white light flew into an ordinary farmhouse bedroom, and saw a couple sleeping in a straw mat wrapped in a straw mat. It was early spring and the weather was cold. They could only fall asleep by snuggling to keep warm.

The woman was about thirty or forty years old, and her temples were already spotted with white light. The white light circled around the woman, flashing slightly, and she entered the seal hall.

The woman suddenly had a dream. In the dream, a wasteland came to a dream. She was looking around uneasy, and suddenly a golden light shone. A golden armored god flew in front of her, her face vaguely looking like Fang Ming. She said: "But you believe in Qi Qin?"

As the golden light shone, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, flowers bloomed, and the strange fragrance thrilled. Qi Qinshi was shocked and couldn't help but say: "The folk girl is Qi Qinshi, I wonder if she is an adult?"

"I am the land god of Qingyu Village."

"I've seen my elders!" Qi Qin knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"I'm not allowed. I am in charge of the safety of the family, the import of children, the prosperity of the six animals in the village, and the justice of the people. Seeing that you are kind to others on weekdays and have a pure mind, I came to tell you that your lost copper silhouette is located under the brown stone beside the big willow tree in the east half of the village. Do you remember it?"

When Qi Qinshi heard the word "hairpin", she was shocked and asked: "Is my hairpin really there?"

The golden armored god snorted coldly: "The gods have no jokes!"

The majesty that could not help but exuded made Qi Qin feel cold in his heart. He didn't dare to ask again, but just kowtowed: "Thank you, thank you sir."

The golden armored god man said again: "I know whether it is true or not tomorrow. After you have a hairpin, you can burn incense under the tree and pray silently for a while. If you are sincere, I will continue to protect you in the future. Go back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Qinshi felt her body falling. She couldn't help but shouted "Ah" and woke up. It was already dawning at this time, and it turned out to be a dream.

He quickly pushed his husband Qi Da. When Qi Da woke up, he said, "You woman, you are so familiar with it. She just lost a hairpin worth 30 cents yesterday. Today I am here to quarrel with me again."

"I didn't bother you, I had a dream."

"What's there to say about dreaming? There's so much to do today. I have to worship my ancestors in the morning. Please let me sleep a little longer."

"But I dreamed of a land god, telling me that the hairpin was under the big willow tree in the east half of the village!" the woman said.

"What, what, the land god, what is that? You have been restless since you lost your hairpin. You have to go out to find it in the middle of the night, and you are not afraid of being eaten by ghosts. You are not accustomed to any evil, right? You must be more sincere in worshiping ancestors today, and you can drive away evil spirits." Qi Da finished sleeping again after saying that.

Qi Qinshi looked at her husband, but she wanted to speak but stopped.

It was already dawn.

At the burger drying ground in Qingyu Village, there were 312 people in the village at this time, from the babies in their arms, from the old people with crutches to the ground, all of whom did not fall to the ground, and according to the ranking, they were lined up in a row, and everyone looked solemn. Even if a child cried, his parents quickly stopped him.

Muramasa was dressed in blue and had a strong body. Standing at the front of the queue, in front of him was a small earthen altar, located in the center of the venue. The bottom was full of fireworks. Muramasa sang solemnly: "Present!"

The two young young people quickly put the sacrifices on one by one, and the village sang again: "Salute to the Qingshan!" The green mountains are the mountains around Qingyu Village.

Suddenly, the whole village worshiped respectfully. After three worships, he heard the vigorous voice of the village, "Second worship of Changyuan!" The Changyuan River flows through Qingyu Village and irrigates the land of the two villages. Another three worships.

"Salute to ancestors three times!" Everyone bowed again.

Then he took out a sacrifice and said:

The world of heaven and earth is from all directions and miles, with pious hearts, ordinary people sing, sacrifices for thousands of years, and admired by generations;

One sacrifices to the green mountains, the weather is good, the phoenix dances to the dragon, the second sacrifices to the source, the long history is long, and the water is everywhere;

Three worships to ancestors, blessings and fortunes are carried out in parallel, seeking prosperity and strength, coming in awe, gathering gratitude and gathering, and offering sacrifices to the bride.

"That's it." Fang Ming, who was looking at the entrance of the village, clearly saw a white light rising from the altar and radiating everywhere, and faintly sensed with the Qingshan Mountains and the Changyuan River water, suppressing Fang Ming firmly outside the village.

At this time, a sudden wave of waves in Fang Ming's sea of ​​consciousness appeared, and a line of runes appeared. There were only a few words in this line of runes, but they were slightly flashing with light, showing extraordinaryness. The feeling of urgent need was clearly heard in the runes, which made Fang Ming smile bitterly.

Black air was emitted from time to time around the village, and the screams occasionally made Fang Ming sweat, especially when he saw Mr. Wu, who had given him a lot of knowledge yesterday, disappeared into the air.

"I'm really dead. Have I become a ghost? I'm still a ghost from another world." Fang Ming gradually realized in his heart.

He was originally a Chinese student, but when he visited the Land Temple, he was hit on the forehead by a statue of the Land God that suddenly collapsed. He was here after waking up. All he had accompanied him was the runes in his mind. Now it seems that they are the priesthood talismans of the Land.

Master Wu told him that people in this world will turn into ghosts after death, and ghosts will disappear in seven days without great opportunities. Ghosts cannot be approached by people, let alone the village, otherwise there will be a big disaster.

Mr. Wu is fifty-three years old and has become indifferent to life and death, but he just can't let go of his young daughter. Today, he went against his words. I thought I could take a look at him from afar, but unexpectedly it would be gone.

Fang Ming saw the white light flashing, and Old Wu's ghost was melted, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Looking at the white light coming from the shop, Fang Ming couldn't help but start to struggle. He had been struggling since ancient times, but he had died once, but he didn't want to destroy both body and spirit again.

Suddenly, the land talisman in my mind shone brightly, firmly protecting Fang Ming, allowing Fang Ming to escape the disaster.

My body can move, so I quickly run away.

I don’t know how many miles I ran, but finally I lost the sense of oppression and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a slight look, he smiled bitterly again.

I saw that the divine power in my body was missing a little more.

When I woke up the day before yesterday, I found that there were seven white qi in my body, and only six were left yesterday. According to Mr. Wu, a trace of divine power could provide him with one day of existence. The morning practice was consumed and he had a little less life. He had only four days left now.

However, if yesterday's events can be accomplished, today will gain something.

Fang Ming's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, the land talismans were located in the middle, and light flashed from time to time, showing supernatural powers. One of the symbols suddenly flashed white light, but it was the dream-sending method used yesterday. Through the talisman, Qi Qin had already arrived under the big willow tree.

Qi Qinshi struggled to lift a brown stone and groped down, and found the copper skull, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

This hairpin is rough and has slight copper rust, but even this hairpin costs thirty cents, which is the betrothal gift for getting married that day.

In this world, you can buy a mixed grain cake for a penny. Although it is rough, it is enough, and it is the daily meal for ordinary farmers. Thirty cents and dig some wild vegetables, it is the cost of a family of three for a month.

It is conceivable that the woman felt when she lost this hairpin.

Now that he has lost it and regained it, Qi Qinshi also remembered the words of the Land God last night when he was overjoyed. "I know whether it is true or not tomorrow. After you get a hairpin, you can burn incense under the tree and pray silently for a while. If you have a sincere heart, I will continue to protect you in the future."

Therefore, on the first day of the world, the fifteenth day of the world, everyone needs to burn incense, so every family has prepared incense. Qi Qin touched the copper skull in his arms, and did not hesitate. He lit three incense sticks into the soil in front of the willow tree, closed his eyes and prayed silently.

In the dark, a white line on her head was connected through the void and the land talisman in Fang Ming's body. As the incense spread, Fang Ming suddenly fell into a strange feeling.

When Fang Ming came to his senses and looked carefully, there was a trace of divine power in his body, and a white line was added to the talisman. Through the void, you could vaguely see the scene of Qi Qin's activities, and you knew that the first believer had it.

March 5th.

At this time, there was spring, and some green could be seen on the willow tree. There were already a little incense ash on the ground under the tree. Fang Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, and his body gradually became solid. The couple of Qi was kneeling on the ground to worship, and there were several peasant women next to him burning incense. Fang Ming turned a blind eye. Occasionally, there were conversations:

"I heard that there is a land god here who specializes in giving money to others. I see the big family, and now I have eaten white flour steamed buns!"

"What are the land gods doing? Don't you have a willow tree that has become a spirit, right?"

"I'm just talking nonsense, be careful to hate the land god. I only see the evil ghosts eating people. How can I see the money being given? If I really give me ten taels of silver, I'll worship all the ghosts!"

"Ten taels, one taels are fine..."

Since Fang Ming instructed Qi Qin's family to recover the Tongzi four days ago, Qi Qin's family's confidence in Fang Ming has greatly increased and has become a believer. Qi Da is still half-believing and half-doubted, but he doesn't say anything about being possessed by evil spirits.

Fang Ming has a priesthood in land, and has his own experience. He is well-known to the things buried underground. However, now he can only be effective wherever he sees his sight. So he used the method of hiring his dreams and dragged his wife into his sleep together.

Since Qi Qin was already a believer, this time he only spent a little divine power and pointed out the two of them in a dream, which made them get nearly a hundred cents of money, which led them to come here to worship and get some incense. Fang Ming was so careful here that he didn't give them a few places where the silver was hidden.

Fang Ming discovered that with the continuous worship of the crowd, the gray gas on his body gradually turned white and his divine power accumulated to twenty-seven strands. However, these were big mouths, and they leaked the news. The peasant woman asked for money, so the incense became more and more popular. Fang Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

Self-payment: I am not a God of Wealth, and the place where I buried my copper coins is almost gone, so I can’t give them the silver. Besides, no matter how much money, I will always be dug for one day, and it will be difficult to deal with it. At this moment, my heart moved.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me take a look."

A big man with his arms naked, squeezed away the crowd, and said, "Qi Da, I heard that your kid has made a fortune recently, why didn't he come to honor your brother?"

Qi was shocked. This person was named Wang Er. He was a famous dilapidated house in the village. He specialized in stealing and doing some inferior third-rate activities. He complained in his heart, but said, "What kind of fortune is it? It was pointed out to me by the Land Lord. You are so rude. Be careful to hate the Land God. You are so beautiful as you!"

Wang Er laughed and said, "What land god? I'm not afraid of it. I'll give me fifty quotations the day after tomorrow, otherwise don't blame my brother for being ruthless!"
Chapter completed!