On April 20th, it rains.

Linjiang Prefecture urgently reported that there were evil ghosts in the territory. They not only gathered evil ghosts, but also collected bandits, humans and ghosts, and were very strict. They gathered in the mountains and set up camps to guard them. They once captured the county town, and ghosts took the county people, and the bandits took their wealth. All the county towns were destroyed. All the county magistrates and all the cadres died. For a moment, the people were shocked and the palace was panicked.

If a ghost becomes a powerful ghost, it can appear at night with the power of the Yin, but it can't move anything in the Yang world, and only sees black air during the day. When you go up to the next level and become an evil ghost, you can appear in the Sun and interfere with the Yang world, and it is extremely powerful.

The evil ghost has the wisdom and can communicate with others and even take them as subordinates. The evil ghost was originally the leader of the bandit during his lifetime and had prestige. This time he became an evil ghost and was able to conquer the entire village.

The leader was quite good at fighting. He first showed the enemy as weak, and led the county soldiers out of the county to encircle and suppress them, and then took the opportunity to ambush the county magistrate, and the county soldiers were gone. He got the military spirit in the county, and then contacted the bandits in the territory to attack the city. Humans and ghosts came together. After three days of attack, he broke into the county and slaughtered the city, absorbing all the popularity of the city. He was extremely fierce and powerful. If he didn't control it, he would soon become the Ghost King.

The state was shocked and sent general Wu Qi to lead troops to Linjiang Prefecture City to preside over the encirclement and suppression. Wu Qi saw that the ghost was powerful and reported to the state. He drew the banned ghost Cao Si from each prefecture to support him and asked the Daomen for help. The evil ghost also knew that it was powerful, integrated the bandits, collected evil ghosts, retreated into the mountains, built a large village, and prepared to defend against the mountains. A big battle began.

Linjiang Prefecture is a neighboring Wenchang Prefecture. This time, the banned ghost Caosi in Anchang County was drawn. The Taoist Lingzhu had already rushed to Linjiang Prefecture to support him. Fang Ming was very happy. This was a good opportunity for God.

At this time, He Dong from the hall was talking:

"Sir, I have compiled the Qingyu Village household registration, registered and recorded the incense according to what you said."

Fang Ming picked up the list, checked it one by one, and nodded. He didn't want to write down the divine power directly. Not only was it too naked, it also made it easy for others to get the details, so he changed the name and called it in incense.

He Dong is a talented person, with clear accounts and familiarity with the affairs of the county, which is of great use to spreading incense in the future. He said: "You should be familiar with the situation in Anchang County, so I will briefly talk about it, especially the sacrifices in Qingxi Township!"

He Dong thought for a while and said, "My Lord, there are 2,000 households in Anchang County, about 10,000 people; there are three townships below, namely Qingxi Township, Anmin Township, and Changyuan Township; among them, there are 200 households in Qingxi Township, nearly 1,000 people, and four villages below: Qingyu Village, Dachang Village, Qingshan Village, and Yuanhe Village. In general, there are fifty or sixty households, about 300 people. This is a household registration, and there are also many large households with hidden household registration and hiding populations, and there are many household servants, which cannot be counted."

"According to the forbidden ghost Cao Silingzhu in the county, these four villages are all small altars, and there is no ancestral spirit guarding. The altar in Qingxi Township is hosted by the ancestor of the Zhang family, a wealthy family in Qingxi Township. He was named Zhang Qingyun. He served as Gongcao in the county and sacrificed endlessly in the village."

Fang Ming nodded. In the golden seal above his head, the white luck was half. He knew that it was the limit of a village, and the same was true for divine power. If you want to rise, you can only expand your believers. Unfortunately, you were afraid of the county's reaction before and did not dare to go too far.

Now, taking advantage of the attention of the whole mansion, he was attracted by Linjiang Mansion and was drawn to the forbidden ghost Cao Si. It was a great opportunity. He knew that God would not give him, but he was blamed. He decided to start immediately.

That night, the villagers dreamed.

Fang Ming was dressed in official uniform and majestic. He said, "I am a god, and I am a god. You can ask the statue of this god to go home to worship. Without the great sacrifice, you don't need to burn incense and sacrifice. You can pray sincerely for a moment every day. When the villagers are approaching, you can also worship. This god will protect you!"

In the next few days, the incense became more and more prosperous.

Sun Xing is a villager in Qingshan Village. He is always close to Wang Er. Recently, he found a yellow dog and was very happy. He stewed it carefully and made some wine. He thought: "I haven't seen Wang Er one day. I heard that his village has a spiritual sacrifice recently. It's very amazing. Even hunters dare to go to the mountains to hunt. He is rich and can go to him to drink and play, and worship the altar by the way, so he can protect him."

He cut off a dog's leg and came to Wang Er's house.

When Wang Er saw the dog meat, he was overjoyed. He knew that the dog meat was fragrant, so he went to find garlic and mashed it into garlic paste and dipped it in. The two of them drank and ate meat, and they were so happy.

Sun Xing greeted Wang Er with a cup and said, "Brother Wang, I heard that there is a spiritual sacrifice in your village, which is very effective. Tell me about it."

Wang Er's face was flushed when he heard this. He smiled proudly and said, "Then I will tell you that the people worshipped in our village are called the Land God. It was a temple I built for us at the beginning, which protected us very much. And there is a powerful person. The chickens and ducks in the village are sick and can be cured when they ask for it. The growth of crops in the field is also very gratifying. And there is another benefit. Do you know whether Li Dazhuang, who is at the east end of the village?"

"Know."

"The woman from his family has been married for five or six years, and her stomach has not moved yet. She is so anxious that the old Li family. If she hadn't had no money, she would have been married to her concubine. Since she worshipped the Land God, guess what? She had a body two days ago, which made Old Li happy. She gave the Land God a great sacrifice that day, and her head was broken!"

Sun Xing's eyes lit up when he heard this. For traditional villagers, this family tradition was a first-class event, and he couldn't help but envy him, saying, "I'd love if I could also worship him!"

Wang Er smiled mysteriously and said, "If you want to worship sincerely, there is no way."

Sun Xing felt nervous and asked, "What's the solution?"

"Follow me." He took Sun Xing aside and saw a small altar with a clay sculpture on it, the size of a palm, the appearance of an official, very majestic. Wang Er tidied up his clothes, bowed eleven times, and silently said: "Please bless the God of Land!"

Sun Xing couldn't help but say, "Is this the land? Then I want to worship you too." He immediately knelt down and gave a great gift.

Wang Er said proudly: "This is a dream two days ago that the God of Land asked him to be invited home to worship. Whether it is clay sculptures, wood sculptures, or paintings, as long as you take them to the Land Temple and offer them for a while, you can take them home for sacrifice, which can also be effective."

Sun Xing's eyes lit up when he heard this, he bowed to Wang Er and asked, "Brother Wang, then look, I will also invite the God of Land to come home to sacrifice, can you do it?"

Wang Er laughed, "If it were someone else, I wouldn't bother to be a bird, but who told you to be my brother? I carried the temple into the village that day and had some prestige in the village. If you talk about it for you, you will definitely succeed!"

Sun Xing was overjoyed and said, "I must not forget my brother's kindness!"

A similar scene happens from time to time in Qingyu Village.

On that day, Sun Xing invited the statue of the land to Qingshan Village for worship, which was indeed effective. The villagers of Qingshan Village learned the news and tried every means to invite the statue of the god and go back to worship.

Fang Ming had a land priesthood, with various magical powers, which were more competitive than the ancestor spirit. What's more, these villages did not even have an ancestor spirit, so the incense became more and more popular. The name of the land god in Qingyu Village was completely expelled in Qingxi Township.

This also caused Fang Ming's income to increase day by day. He had fifty strands of divine power in his net income. Looking at the luck on his head, the white energy was already filled with the small golden seal, and there was a trace of white energy coming around, so he could not accommodate it and was lost. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Unexpectedly, his luck was at the point where his luck was greater than his fate. This ninth-grade weapon could no longer hold his luck. However, he had a certain plan in his mind, so he ignored it.

During this period, Fang Ming was busy spreading his faith and did not let his subordinates be idle. He asked Wang Liulang to expand the scope of the inspection. At the same time, he collected Yin soldiers and gathered a dozen people to make him the fire leader. The believers had more than doubled and had to make a book. He Dong gradually became a little too busy, so he ordered He Dong to find a ghost, called Zheng Kuan, but his old subordinate, who was appointed as a servant and helped him do things.

April 30, at night.

Qingshan Village Masashi's family.

At this time, a light was lit in the house, and people sat around, discussing matters, and the sound was noisy.

The village coughed and pressed down the sound. Seeing everyone looking at him, he said, "Now the village is clamoring to build a land temple and offer it to the altar. What do you think?"

An old man was strong and stood up and said, "Yes, anyway, our altar has no ancestral spirits, so we won't hate our ancestors. The land god has a very spiritual spirit and can protect us. We can also go to the mountains to hunt and eat some meat. The young men in the village have been looking much better recently."

In this world, there are many evil spirits in the deep mountains and old forests. Ordinary hunters only dare to hunt around the foot of the mountain. They have to hide back to the village when it gets very little, and the price of meat is expensive.

The village has the protection of the ancestors. If you are stronger, you can enter the mountains, but you dare not stay overnight.

Fang Ming did things without any deception. The longer the sacrifice time, the more shelter it was. Last time, a hunter in Qingyu Village was lost after chasing his prey. Everyone thought it was over, but they didn't expect that the next day, they came back alive, causing a sensation. Of course, this was also related to his good luck and no encounter with a ghost.

Another old man in gray stood up: "This matter is not possible. Since this land god can be invited to be at home and be protected, there is no need to do anything else. He can leave a way out for my village."

At this time, an old man with a tumor on his head stood up and said, "The land has a spirit. Your two-faced and three-sword approach will definitely harm the God of Land. It is very inappropriate."

Jun Zheng looked at the roof and said, "I am incompetent. Tian is a villager. In the past, I saw our village tremblingly. I hid at home at night and dared not go out. Just this, ghosts are coming from time to time. People hold funerals every month. I am really worried day and night, but I can't help it. I feel really uncomfortable!" Old tears flowed across the ravines on his face.

Everyone was silent, it was indeed the case before.

"But now that our village has shelter, people's hearts are settled, and the village has a little joy, which makes me very relieved."

"This is brought by the God of Land. We cannot forget our roots. I decided to build a land temple on the altar. This worship of sacrifices is all about the affairs of each village. I am the village chief and have this power to decide this matter. If something happens in the future, I will take responsibility!" The village chief said in a decisive and loud manner.

Fang Ming was right aside, trying to show his supernatural powers to cause this matter, but when he saw this, he knew that there was no need to do so. It was hard to explain in detail.
Chapter completed!