Under the big banyan tree, Feng Qingyan and the old village chief were unpredictable, and at this time, a refreshing feeling of comfort filled his mind, gradually spreading to the whole body, no place was uncomfortable, no place was not happy.

It feels refreshed, like eating ginseng fruit.

"Old village chief, do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world?" Feng Qingyan said with a smile, feeling comfortable at this time.

The old village chief glanced at Feng Qingyan strangely, and then said unceremoniously: "I said that you kid is stupid to study? A dignified and famous college student actually said such a thing, and he was not afraid of jokes when he was known." Also, I said, what are you doing at home, this kid, and can't you go out and walk around more? There are seven or eight hundred people in the village, how many do you know......?

Feng Qingyan nodded, it is true that he has rarely left home in the past year, and many people in the village do not know him. However, his body is really weak, and his temperament is already quiet, and this recuperation has almost become an otaku.

"What those guys say about the land gods dreaming, I see, it's a play they colluded to play. If you want to build a land temple, you can build a land temple, do you need to do it like this......"

The old village chief shook his head and wanted to scold, but finally endured it.

"What if it's true?" Feng Qingyan asked.

"What a fart, why don't you give me a dream? If the land god entrusts me with a dream tonight, I will organize someone to repair it tomorrow, and cultivate a magnificent one, hum!" said the old village chief domineeringly.

"What if the land gods really entrust it to you tonight?"

"Let the land god give me a dream first. ”

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but laugh happily, and tonight he asked the old village chief to see what he said tomorrow. At this time, seven strands of white silk threads appeared above the head of the statue of the Earth Temple, and then the white silk threads submerged into the token and turned into golden light divine power.

A vague picture appeared in Feng Qingyan's mind, he faintly saw the figures of the old men such as Qigong, Uncle Feng, and Luo Sanye, at this time, they were respectfully worshipping in front of the Land Temple, and several incense sticks had been offered on the incense burner.

After worshipping the land god, Qigong, Uncle Feng and others immediately began to discuss.

It's not a busy farm now, just take advantage of this time to rebuild the land temple, and after ten days it will be the autumn harvest, and then be busy with winter planting, no one has time, and this matter can't be delayed......

If you don't respect ghosts and gods, you will bring disaster.

After lunch, the story of the land god's dream to Qigong, Uncle Feng, Luo Sanye and others spread throughout the village, and instantly became a hot topic in the village.

Of course, not many people believe this, but it is enough for some old people to believe it.

In the study at home, Feng Qingyan opened the household registration record, Luo Tiancheng's name was still flashing, but the name was getting more and more gray, and tomorrow would be the last date.

The cause of death must be found out today, so that we may be able to save his life.

Of course, tomorrow Feng Qingyan can also follow Luo Tiancheng's bastard boy for a day, so as not to let that bastard boy have an accident. However, Feng Qingyan can't follow him all day, who knows when that bastard boy had an accident, whether it was morning, noon, afternoon or evening?

Is it at home, in the village, or outside the village?

Did you drown, fall, die, or be killed?

Even if you follow, if you don't find out the cause of death, how can you defend yourself?

Thinking that there was a living life that was about to disappear, Feng Qingyan's mood was slightly low, sometimes it was not a good thing to know when someone else would die.

For him, it was torture.

After reading a book in the pavilion in the courtyard for a while, Feng Qingyan walked out of the house and walked towards Luo Yuanhua's house. Luo Yuanhua's home is at the head of the village, it is a small three-story western-style building, which is beautifully built, and he is considered a rich man in the village.

At this time, he was seeing Luo Tiancheng's bastard boy playing with a group of little children, and there was no sign of death.

No one would have thought that this tiger-headed bastard would die tomorrow.

At this time, Feng Qingyan watched quietly from the side, and unconsciously watched for more than half an hour.

"What are Qingyan looking at?"

At this time, Chen Han was driving a motorcycle passing by the side of the road, and when he saw Feng Qingyan standing motionless, he stopped the car and asked. Feng Qingyan came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "I didn't see anything, I was a little absorbed in thinking about something." ”

"Yes Qingyan, this morning the land god entrusted a dream to Qigong, Uncle Feng, and Luo Sanye, I heard that you were playing cards in the morning. At this time, Chen Han asked curiously, although he didn't believe it, everyone had a gossip heart.

"It's true. Feng Qingyan said.

"Really?" Chen Han was a little surprised to see Feng Qingyan, and he felt that a college student like Feng Qingyan should not believe this.

These things are obviously deceptive.

"I don't think it's true, those old men have nothing to do all day, and it's true to make up a story to deceive people. Chen Han shook his head, and then suddenly remembered that Feng Qingyan went to clean the Land Temple yesterday, and asked, "You went to clean up the Land Temple yesterday, wouldn't it be the Land God who gave you a dream?"

Feng Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Really, you didn't lie to me?" Chen Han couldn't help but be surprised.

"What am I lying to you for, Brother Han, remember that from now on you must worship ghosts and gods, do you remember the thunder and lightning the night before yesterday?" it was the thunder and lightning that came from ghosts and gods...... Feng Qingyan said in a low voice, saying it like a matter, making Chen Han stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

However, the thunder and lightning that night were indeed terrifying, just like the end had come, how could Chen Han forget, even if he saw it, his scalp was numb, thinking that the heavens were angry.

"Qingyan, what did you see that day?"

Chen Han asked in a low voice, with a nervous look on his face, as if he was frightened by Feng Qingyan.

"I didn't see anything, but I felt it...... It's a strange feeling. Feng Qingyan showed a look of reminiscence, and then asked Chen Han again, "Brother Han, do you think that with the likes of Qigong, Uncle Feng, and Third Master Luo, they will be idle and boring to make up stories to deceive people?"

"Maybe they're familiar with these things, and it's not impossible for them to collude. Chen Han thought about it and then shook his head, still not believing in the dream of the land god.

However, who of the current younger generation believes in ghosts and gods?

Therefore, the land gods of Qigong, Uncle Feng and others can't set off wind and waves in the village at all, at most there are some water ripples. At this time, Luo Tiancheng's group of little children were sweating profusely, and one of the little children suddenly said to play in the water, and then several little children ran away.

"Playing in the water?"

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, watching Luo Tiancheng's group of little children running towards the outside of the village, at the confluence of two rivers not far from the village, which was the place where they played in the water. When I was a child, Feng Qingyan, Chen Han and others often went to that place to swim in the summer......

Feng Qingyan immediately chased after him, and when he caught up, the group of little children had already taken off their clothes and were playing in the river.

"Swimming, isn't it ......"

Feng Qingyan faintly guessed that it was likely that Luo Tiancheng was drowning.

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