After the clouds receded, the sun was shining like flowers.

At this time, the sky of Qingshan Village was as blue as washing, and the white clouds were like practicing on the peaks of Daqingshan, and several cheerful birds flew out of the forest and quickly crossed the sky.

A wind and rain to wash the dust made Qingshan Village more fresh.

At this time, the mountains are green, the water is clear, and the people are spiritual.

Although it is only a small wisp of aura that has not entered the villagers' bodies, it contains a lot of vitality, which can quickly cure the minor illnesses and pains in the villagers' bodies. Even for those more serious dark diseases and old injuries, there is a great improvement, which plays a certain role in alleviating and repairing.

For the villagers in the rural areas of the Celestial Empire, who did not have some minor illnesses and pains? Especially those old people, who have been tired all their lives and have accumulated illnesses, but they are helpless......

Although the aura given is not much, it is also a part of Feng Qingyan's heart, and as time passes, the villagers live in an environment with sufficient aura, and the diseases on their bodies will gradually improve.

At this time, the memorial ceremony of the land temple is also over, and most of the villagers also leave happily and go to the fields to harvest rice. And the Seven Princes, who were the main priests, as well as Uncle Feng, Luo Sanye and others who were in charge of the memorial ceremony, were still busy here and there in the Land Temple, talking and laughing, looking very happy.

When everything was done, in fact, there was nothing to be busy in the Land Temple, and the Seventh Prince, Uncle Feng, Luo Sanye and others were suddenly reluctant to leave the Land Temple.

Qigong, in particular, seems to be a little inexplicably lost.

He likes to wear this Zhongshan suit on his body, he likes to be busy in the Land Temple, and he likes the feeling of being busy in the Land Temple......

When everyone left, Qigong still stayed in the Land Temple, looking here and there, or wiping the god case with a rag, or giving a stick of incense to the incense burner, or staring at the Land Temple in a daze......

In short, he didn't let himself stop, and he had to pretend to be busy in the eyes of outsiders, so that he would have an excuse to stay in the Land Temple.

Moreover, only in this way can he feel happy and feel at ease......

"Grandpa, go home for dinner, everyone is waiting for you. In the evening, a young man in his twenties walked outside the land temple, his expression was a little impatient, and he complained: "What time is it now, I am tired of threshing for a long time, and now everyone is hungry, and everyone has to wait for you to ......."

"Oh, it's time to eat. ”

Qigong was stunned for a moment, and then walked out with some reluctance.

After the seventh prince finished eating, he ran to the land temple again, and when he saw fallen leaves in the small courtyard, he picked up a broom. After sweeping, he looked at the incense that was about to be burned, so he picked up a stick of incense from the desk and lit it. Then he picked up the rag and slowly wiped the desk while staring at the incense candle that was about to burn out......

In this way, the temple was busy in the land, and he was busy until nine o'clock before he was willing to go home.

I got up early the next morning, and I didn't even eat breakfast, so I immediately ran to the Land Temple to offer a stick of incense.

On this day, the sun was still shining, and the villagers continued to harvest the rice in the fields, so busy that they didn't even have time to eat. At this moment, a few cars suddenly came to the village, accompanied by the village chief of Qingshan Village, and then seven or eight people pointed under the hill by the river.

Soon after, the village chief sent them away with a smile on his face.

In the afternoon, a construction team of dozens of people suddenly appeared in this small village, which made the villagers curious and watched.

"Hey, what are they here for, there are so many of them. Many villagers said curiously.

"Wow, big hook machine, bulldozer, road roller, mud truck...... "Some teenagers shouted excitedly, and many little children ran up to watch the big cars, this touch and that pat, and compare the height with the wheels of the mud truck......

After a while, news spread quickly in Qingshan Village, saying that a wealthy man had bought a piece of land in the village and wanted to build a large villa. This matter quickly became a hot topic in Qingshan Village, and there were villagers everywhere discussing it, speculating about the identity of the rich man, how much net worth he had, what he did, and why he built a villa in the village......

What's more, not long after the construction team came, several large trucks came to the village.

In the evening, the village chief suddenly turned on the loudspeaker in the village, shouting that the villagers came to receive the gifts given to them by the rich people, which were some very real rural supplies......

Moreover, the elderly over 60 years old in the village all received a big red envelope of 500 yuan.

At this time, the villagers' favorability towards the rich man immediately soared from zero to ninety-nine, especially the old people who received the big red envelopes, and they were all happy.

Five hundred yuan is not much for ordinary people, but it is a lot for the old people in the village.

Moreover, they don't have to pay anything.

Those villagers who received the gifts were also envious of the big red envelope, and also hoped that the rich man would give one to everyone, not asking for five hundred, but two or three hundred per person.

After the gifts and red envelopes were distributed, the village chief pulled his loudspeaker and happily announced that a cultural square and an activity center for the elderly would be built in Qingshan Village.

Feng Qingyan also received something worth two or three hundred yuan, and at this time he was also a little interested in this rich man who suddenly appeared, although the village chief did not mention who paid for the cultural square and the elderly activity center, but the discerning person could see at a glance, who else was there besides the rich man?

It's just this rich man, what is the purpose of pleasing the villagers like this?

Although Feng Qingyan was quite curious, he didn't go to the bottom of it, and at this time he also went home with the gifts given by these rich people.

Night falls, the moonlight is like water, and the light of the place is clear.

Feng Qingyan came to the Land Temple, and saw Qigong holding a broom in a daze in the Land Temple, looking slightly lost. In the past two days, he has been busy in the land temple, busy with this and that, and he is still very busy in the eyes of outsiders.

However, he is just pretending to be "busy", and he has been pretending to be almost two days, and his family is dissatisfied with him......

All this is just that he doesn't want to leave the Land Temple.

"Qingyan, you are here, come on, put on a stick of incense, and ask the land god to bless you. ”

Qigong suddenly became energetic, and then picked up a stick of incense on the desk and handed it to him.

Feng Qingyan smiled and took the incense, then lit it on the incense candle, and said, "Qigong, I always feel that there is something missing in the Land Temple. ”

"What's missing?"

Qigong looked around, and said with a puzzled expression: "There is nothing missing." ”

"It seems that there is a lack of a temple to manage the incense, you see that this land temple is also well built, it is quite magnificent, and it is not small, some things have to be managed by someone......" Feng Qingyan said with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, Qigong's eyes suddenly lit up, then patted his thigh, and said with some excitement: "Yes, yes, the land temple should have a temple blessing, and there is indeed something missing without a temple blessing." Ah, Qingyan, your idea is good, the land temple should have a temple blessing, and with a temple blessing, everyone will worship God or something, and they won't mess around......"

Feng Qingyan looked at the seventh prince with a smile, who had been deeply immersed in the temple blessing, and he had been paying attention to the seventh prince for the past two days.

After talking for a while, Qigong suddenly asked, "It's just that who should be the candidate for this temple blessing?"

"Except for Qigong, who else can be a temple in the entire Qingshan Village?" Feng Qingyan said.

"It's not, like Old Man Feng, Old Man Luo, they ......"

"I think Qigong is more suitable. Feng Qingyan said

"Really?" said Qigong with some joy.

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