In the smoky land temple, it was crowded with villagers watching the excitement, and Feng Qingyan was also watching quietly in the crowd.

He was silent, with a faint smile on his face.

At this time, he was just a quiet spectator, quietly watching Amin slowly kneel down in front of the gods, then his face was full of piety, then burst into tears, and finally the whole person fell to the ground and performed the five-body bow to the ground.

He was still listening quietly, listening to the discussion of the villagers, listening to Qigong's slightly trembling voice, and listening to Old Man Li's silent choking of joy and crying......

Candles flickered and cigarettes filled.

He also saw wisps of incense wishing power, turning into white silk threads, floating towards the idol, and then infusing it into the token in his body. In these countless incense burns, there are two incomparably pure wisps of wishing power, which come from Amin and Old Man Li.

At this time, the land temple was full of divinity and exuded a brilliant light that was invisible to others.

At this time, he walked out silently, looking at the villagers who frantically wanted to rush into the temple, squeezing out step by step, and then leaving the land temple, quite a bit "Leave your clothes and go away, hiding your body and fame".

The morning passed quickly.

However, this time when Yuye came to save people, not only Qingshan Village became a sensation again, but even the entire Qinghe Village was also a sensation. In Naqinghe Village, the news is spreading wildly, and hundreds of villagers are constantly flocking to the red brick house.

"Yuye is real?"

"Uncle Li asked for Yuye?"

"Jade leaves can really cure diseases?"

"Aunt Li, you didn't lie?"

At this time, the small courtyard of the red brick house on the edge of the rice field was already crowded with curious villagers, all of whom were asking questions. And the dozen or so villagers who followed over to watch the excitement were dancing and talking, showing great excitement and excitement. One by one, they patted their chests and swore that all this was true, that they had seen it with their own eyes.

And Aunt Li, who was helped out of the house, is the best proof.

Old man Li knelt in the land temple for three days and three nights, and it was slowly compiled into a great and touching mythical story in the word of mouth of the villagers.

He touched the land god, so the land god gave the jade leaf.

A very beautiful mythical story.

With the crazy spread of the news, those old people in Qinghe Village couldn't wait any longer, and walked towards the land temple in Qingshan Village in groups of three or five carrying incense, candles, and paper treasures, hunched up their waists.

At this time, the land temple was crowded with people, the incense was vigorous, and the offering platform was full of offerings.

Not only the villagers of Qingshan Village, but also many villagers of Qinghe Village, they all knelt in front of the god case one by one, praying for the blessing of the land god. And the seven princes who are the temple of the land temple are naturally very happy to see the land temple so vigorous.

From time to time, he tidied up his clothes and walked around the temple with his hands behind his back.

In the large courtyard hundreds of meters away from the Land Temple, a pair of beautiful, spiritually charged yellow birds chirped non-stop on the pavilion. A big black dog with shiny hair and a burly body was lying in the pavilion and napping listlessly, opening its eyes from time to time.

In that hall, Feng Qingyan was quietly boiling water to make tea, looking indifferent.

This water is mountain spring water, and then he incorporates a wisp of aura, making this spring water more refreshing and pure. Feng Qingyan's tea-making skills are indeed good, and his every move exudes a quiet atmosphere, which makes people feel calm.

The tea is good, and the light tea fragrance fills the room, refreshing people's hearts.

"Sweet but not wet, sip indifferent, seems tasteless, after drinking, feel a kind of too harmonious gas, diffuse between the teeth and cheeks, this tasteless taste and even taste. ”

Feng Qingyan picked up a small cup of tea and put it between his lips, took a sip, and then said with satisfaction: "Well, the tea art has improved again......

Actually, all this is because of that ray of aura.

Of course he does.

At this time, he also found a good business opportunity.

The mountain spring water in Aoyama Village, after being infused with the aura, is definitely the best spring water in the world. Long-term drinking can definitely enhance people's physical fitness, and even achieve the effect of prolonging life. In this way, it cannot be said that it is ordinary spring water, but it is more appropriate to say that it is spiritual water.

With such mountain spring water, you can't sell it crazy.

However, the upfront investment needs to be very large, if you want to do small, you can do it, but it is not easy to do it.

Feng Qingyan thought of the spring water, and naturally thought of everything planted in the village, what melons, fruits and grains, after being nourished by the aura, it can also be said to be spiritual food, spiritual vegetables, and spiritual fruits. Take the most ordinary vegetables as an example, after being nourished by the aura, they are not comparable to organic vegetables at all.

However, Qingshan Village is really remote, dozens of kilometers away from the county seat, and vegetables are not easy to transport. If it's something else that is good for saving and transporting, you can do it, such as rice, fruits, or whatever......

However, there is no rush now.

Now the aura of Qingshan Village is still very thin, and there is no effect yet, and there is no money now.

For now, let's start tourism in the village first.

After a while, the old village chief came first, followed by Uncle Feng and several other old men.

As for the Seventh Prince, he was still busy in the Land Temple, saying that he would not be able to come for the time being. Actually, there is nothing to be busy in the Land Temple, but Qigong thinks that he is the temple of the Land Temple, and it is not easy to leave, and he prefers to stay in the Land Temple.

At this time, everyone sat down in the hall and drank tea.

"Hey, Qingyan, your tea is good. ”

The old village chief was slightly surprised and said, he has also drunk some good tea, and he can still distinguish between a few yuan a pound and a few thousand yuan a pound of tea. As for Uncle Feng and the others, they didn't feel anything, at most they felt that the taste of this tea was smoother.

"Qingyan, what you said last night, my old man went back and thought about it, it feels pretty good, there should be a head. Now you go on, what should the village do?" said the old village chief seriously, eager to promote tourism in the village.

In fact, there is nothing to do in the village except for tourism.

"How, that's a question. Feng Qingyan said with a deep groan.

"Who doesn't know?" the old village chief immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this, and then said, "I mean, how can you do it?"

"If the village wants to develop a scenic tourism area, it must first face three problems, and only after these three problems can I carry out my plan. Feng Qingyan said.

"What three questions?" asked the old village chief.

Feng Qingyan thought for a moment, and then said quietly: "First, the ownership and management rights of the scenic spot. Second, upfront investment and infrastructure construction require a lot of money. Third, the development of tourist attractions will have a certain impact on its ecological environment, and if it is not developed properly, it will cause major damage to the ecological environment of the village......"

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