The group of three people came to a yard. The yard was obviously larger than the surrounding area. Su Hu and Dad Su were already waiting in front of the door. When they saw the three people, their eyes lit up. They hurried forward and knelt down and saluted: "Caomin has seen the adults!"

In the system of a major official, civilians must kneel for the kneeling ceremony when they meet officials. If officials have two ranks and four levels, they must kneel for the kneel for the key occasions. Within the two ranks, except for the main officials who must kneel for the kneel, other common rituals are enough.

After welcoming the three of them into the front hall, Su Hu's wife quickly brought the tea and then left.

The old Taoist sipped in a sip and found that although the fragrance was a little bit cool, the entrance was a little rough, not a good tea, but it was rare here. So he put down the tea cup and said, "The county magistrate attaches great importance to this matter and told me to check it out well. Our company has tested the body, and it was indeed the work of the ghost, but it has been wiped out. When we came, we checked the surroundings of the village. It was quite clean and there were no evil ghosts wandering. It seemed that we could live a peaceful life for a while and we should report it to Shangguan. However, this time with the ancestor spirit and the protection of the countryside, it would be considered a blessing in disguise."

Dad Su carefully served: "That's not the case, it's just a pity that Muramasa cannot enjoy this blessing." As he said that, he squeezed out a few tears.

"Well, this time the county has few manpower in your village, and I gave you grace to exempt your village from this year's corvee service. However, this tax is not exempt. You must urge it well and do not delay it."

When Dad Su heard this, he knelt down and said, "Thank you, sir, I will do this." If Fang Ming was here, he could see that Dad Su's head had a little more luck. Dad Su knelt down to the county town and thanked him: "Thank you for your kindness!"

Supervising taxes is the responsibility of the village chief. The meaning of this is to let Mr. Su be the village chief in Qingyu Village.

Wang Cunzheng died, and Qingyu Village had to have a new village. In theory, Wang Qiao should be replaced. Unfortunately, he abandoned the village and fled last night. Although it was understandable, he also lost a lot of points. On the contrary, Su Hu took the lead in carrying the temple into the village and saving the whole village, which was very kind to the whole village. When Mr. Su came to be the village chief, no one could gossip.

But the village agreed, and the county had to agree. Dad Su asked Su Hu to report the news in the county and brought a full ten taels of silver to the upper and lower levels. Although Wang Ying had some connections in the county, it was a pity that the people left and the tea was cold. The Su family's money was enough, so the village was naturally in a position of being in charge.

These ten taels of silver were not from the Su family, but Fang Ming's work. Due to Su Hu's actions, even if his family was not prosperous and both the land gods and the loss was also a big deal. The Su family became a village master, which was also good for him. So he sent seven or eight taels of silver to the Su family. In addition to giving the other party, he also wanted to help him manage the government, so as not to be beaten to be the first-class demon, which would be annoying. The Su family added a little more and collected ten taels, which was enough to use it.

The Taoist priest said a few more words to Mr. Su, then left the house together and came to the land temple.

When he saw the small temple, he didn't think it was surprising. At this time, folk sacrifices had not been customized. There were temples, tablets, and earthen altars. He had seen a lot of them. After careful examination, he burned another talisman. Seeing that nothing was wrong, he nodded and said:

"Well, the priest is still here, and he is not a ghost. You can feel at ease!"

After saying a few more words to Mr. Su, he wanted to leave.

Father Su saw the opportunity and offered two taels of silver. "I have worked hard all the way, so I can't repay you. I hope you can accept it!" At this time, the ninth-rank official's monthly salary was only one tael of silver. After a few words, the Taoist refused and then accepted it. He gave the headman a five hundred entries, and even the young constable had one hundred entries. The young man was young and had no experience. He was so happy that he smiled, which made the man's face turn black.

He sent all the way out of the village. When the ox cart walked away, Dad Su still gave him a favor. When the ox cart completely disappeared, Dad Su breathed out and knew that the matter had been done. He sorted out his clothes, raised his hands on his back, and slowly walked back to the village.

Don’t underestimate the village chief. This is also considered a level of official position. If you cooperate with the tax collector who comes to collect taxes, you can get rich by making a fortune. The tax collector cleverly sets up a name to destroy the villagers’ families, and the village chief will come to install good people and take the opportunity to buy land at a low price. This model has almost become customized. This is how the Wang family’s fifty acres of land came from.

In addition, the disaster last night, only 35 households and 312 people in the village were left with only 35 households and 150 households. More than a dozen households were directly destroyed, and the land of this house was empty. Qingyu Village was built by refugees. If you want to say that relatives, there are only villagers in the village who have become in-laws after several years of marriage. The villagers are cunning and know that they don’t start quickly, and they will be taken away by the government in a blink of an eye.

For a time, there were endless adopters and marriages in the village. All aspects had to pass through the village, so they could get a share. These benefits were relatively small, so they were coveted by Qingxi Township. Fortunately, Mr. Su was quick to make a move, and the money was enough to rot the meat in the pot. If Wang Qiao was not still there, the fifty acres of land would have been in charge, and even the county would have been involved in it.

On the ox cart, grass grows on both sides of the road, and all things are thriving. It is a beautiful spring scene. The little constable was driving the car in front. When the Taoist priest saw the headmaster looking at the look of wanting to speak but stopping, he couldn't help but say: "If you have anything, just say it!"

The big man said, "Sir, I have never heard of the name of the land god. I heard from the villagers that this spirit has the ability to carry dreams, which makes me feel a little uneasy."

When the Taoist heard this, he laughed: "Some ghosts are criminal officials, criminals or ghosts who have been driven out by big families, most of them do not want others to know their true names, so they have titles and do not use their real names. There are no people in this mansion who have a lot of connections recently passed away, so I think it's okay to come."

"As for dream-sending, I also heard that the ancestor spirit can indeed perform dream-sending in front of the altar. It is only very expensive and has many restrictions. It can only last for a while, not in a hurry. There is no need for any ancestor spirit that can make people dream for ten years. It is mostly just a foolish man and a foolish woman in the countryside! "

In fact, Lao Daodao is still simple and he is not very clear about this matter. But for the sake of two taels of silver, it is better to have less than more things. Anyway, if he becomes a sacrificial spirit, can he still run away?

The big man vented his anger: "I hope so!"

Before we knew it, April was coming.

Qingyu Village Threshing Farm.

At this time, the Land Temple was already connected with the altar, and the incense in front of the temple was endless. Fang Ming sat upright at the lobby, watching the incense and wishing power in his body, and was extremely satisfied. The divine talismans in his body were constantly sucking incense and refining divine power.

The sacrificial spirits in this world have no divine position, and they cannot refine their divine power. Most of the sacrificial spirits are filled with different thoughts, which leads to the divine power being impure. The ancestral spirits of the sacrificial spirits are plagued by resentment and are not allowed to leave the altar, which is very troublesome.

After careful observation, Fang Ming found that as long as he becomes a believer, he would offer him a trace of divine power every day. If he worships and burns incense once, he will produce a trace of divine power. However, the divine power provided by a person to Fang Ming has a limit, which varies from person to person. Children are about three silks, adults are five silks to ten silks. The most of them is He Song, and the daily limit is ten silks. He is also the person with the highest innate destiny in the village, with a white and red natural aura.

Fang Ming did not want to fish out of the lake, so he lowered the oracle and resumed the first and fifteenth festivals. Everyone was free to the rest of the time. He knew that there were too many spirits recently and the impact was not good, so after sorting out the sacrifice, he stopped dreaming, focused on studying and observing, circulating divine power, and accumulating experience.

Through research, it was found that gods are very similar to companies in their previous lives. Believers use divine power to invest in gods, and gods give refuge to believers. In previous lives, investors use money to invest in companies, and enterprises pay dividends to investors. If believers can only offer five pieces of divine power every day, but require gods to spend ten pieces of divine power to satisfy their wishes, it is like a company's debt growth exceeds financial growth and will sooner or later go bankrupt. And gods will suffer great damage to their divine power and are on the verge of sleep.

Therefore, be sure to clearly mark the price for believers. The believers spend a little more divine power. If the divine power is spent, they will go bankrupt. If the gods are not effective, the believers will decrease.

Fang Ming is like this now. Depending on how much divine power the believer gives, he will turn about half of the divine power into a protective energy to the believer; keep the rest and keep the account. For example, if you ask for the believer to cure diseases, the disease is used to drive away five lines of divine power, then he will price six lines. After the believer saves enough six lines, he will cast spells for the believer and earn a little divine power. Before the critical moment, he will not handle the special matters. When encountering emergency expenses, he will remember them first and pay them slowly.

In this way, the account can be formed. After slightly calculating, the daily net income is about twenty-five strands of white divine power. Now the net profit on the account is about five hundred strands of divine power, which is a power that can be used at will. There is also a reserve fund, which is about one thousand strands of divine power, which is ready to be used for the villagers as they wish and cannot be used easily. Finally, the last time the purified divine power was absorbed in the entire altar, which was about three thousand strands of divine power, which was picked up for free, making him very happy.

In fact, the divine power is all in his body, and it is a big group. How to use it is still the matter of his thoughts. If he encounters danger, he should just use it as much as he has. But with the rules, he can operate it for a long time and continue to grow. He can also restrain his subordinates, establish a system, and decide to follow this constitution in the future.

Having this thought means great enlightenment. In the past, the land was a state-owned enterprise employee. He did more and did less and had fixed wages, so he was not motivated. Now he is a private boss, and he does as much as he does, and he doesn’t have to pay taxes. He can do as big as he wants, and in the end he is his own.

I immediately made up my mind to collect geniuses, attract ghosts, spread faith, and make the enterprise. Oh no, it is to make the clergy bigger and stronger, establish a system, and use it for my own use. As soon as this thought came out, I felt that my luck was great, and I didn't hesitate to leave the temple.

Now Qingyu Village has his territory within a radius of ten miles. Unfortunately, the last major sweep was wiped out and there was no more than half of the ghosts, so he came to the border with Dachang Village.

Fang Ming looked at the invisible boundary in front of him, gritted his teeth and stepped across the border, and suddenly felt that the connection with the statue of the Land Temple had been weakened a little, but it was not a big deal, so he laughed and realized again. The land in his previous life could also go out of boundary, but it was restricted by the Heavenly Court. If he went out of boundary, he was caught and punished by the God of Day and Night. So when it came to the spread, people thought that the land could only be moved within their own responsibilities. What a mistake!
Chapter completed!