At the train station in Qingshan County, a middle-aged man in his early forties walked down.

He was wearing a slightly white-washed gray tunic, with a typical Chinese face, and a pair of very divine eyes squinting slightly, carefully looking at the crowd of people coming and going in front of him.

This middle-aged man is Chen Ping'an.

"Are you going to go or not, if you don't go, get out of the way, don't block here. Someone in the back shouted impatiently, and reached out to push him, "Sick, blocked at the door, and don't let people go?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned and hurriedly left.

When he got out of the train station, he didn't immediately rush to Qingshan Village, but found a restaurant and asked people to fry two dishes.

After eating, he casually found a place to rest.

It's just that he sits on a stone bench in the park, his eyes always can't be closed, and he looks in the direction of Qingshan Town from time to time. He felt something different there, but he couldn't see anything, could it be that it was too far away?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, I took a bus to Qingshan Town.

By the time I arrived at Qingshan Town, it was already past three o'clock.

At this time, he went to a small shop to buy a bottle of water, and then drank the water while looking in the direction of Qingshan Village. After a while, he took a motorcycle and headed to Qingshan Village.

When he arrived at Qingshan Village, it was already nearly five o'clock.

"This breath ......"

Chen Ping'an was a little surprised by the air in Qingshan Village, the air here is very fresh, and there is a cool feeling, which makes people not feel the summer heat at all.

And, in addition to being cool, he also felt a hint of something different.

At this time, he stood quietly at the head of the village, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked around, and finally his gaze fell in the direction of the Land Temple. It seemed that he felt something in that direction, but the aura was very vague, looming, and not very clear.

"This village seems to be a little different. ”

At this time, he walked slowly and walked in the direction of the Land Temple.

When he saw the land temple, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and the pair of divine eyes narrowed even more thinly.

At this time, he finally felt a breath clearly.

This breath is full of divinity.

"This is divinity?"

He looked surprised, and there was a look of confusion on his face.

If it is one of the world-famous avenues of Buddhism and Taoism, it is not surprising that it exudes the aura of divinity, but it is just a small village temple.

Moreover, the divine aura that exudes is incomparably pure.

He suddenly had the illusion that in the Land Temple, a real land god was worshipped.

Could it be that there are masters in the temple?

At this time, he thought so, and then slowly walked towards the Land Temple, with some expectation in his heart, wanting to see who the master in the temple was.

The candlelight in the land temple is swaying, and the cigarette smoke is filled, which makes the incense very vigorous.

Such a vigorous village temple did surprise him again, but after he stepped into the land temple with one foot, the whole person was stunned.

The divine atmosphere of the Land Temple is really strong.

Moreover, he felt a sacrosanct aura in the Land Temple, as if there really was a god here.

At this time, his feet were suddenly retracted, and his eyes were a little shocked.

At this moment, he felt a terrifying coercion descending on him, causing his heart to shake violently. He stood quietly in front of the Land Temple, motionless as a carved clay sculpture of wood, his eyes full of shock.

What's going on?

Could it be that there really is a deity enshrined in it?

Chen Ping'an's heart was turbulent, setting off thousands of waves, but how could there be gods in the world?

He stood for a moment, then walked inside.

The divine aura in the temple is still very strong, and there is still a coercion coming on his body. He walked step by step, but each step weighed as much as a thousand pounds, as if he was carrying a large stone on his back.

At this point, he couldn't be curious.

Why would a small village temple give him such a terrifying feeling?

He had only walked seven or eight steps, and a fine layer of sweat had oozed from his cheeks, and when he walked in front of the god case, he was already sweating profusely.

At this time, he held a stick of incense in his hand, lit it on the oil lamp next to him, and then respectfully saluted it. When he finished offering incense, the coercion on his body disappeared at once, making his whole body loosen and almost collapse on the ground.

This land temple is so terrifying!

Chen Ping'an wiped the beads of sweat from his face, and then looked up at the idol slightly, as if the coercion just now came from the statue.

What is the situation and how is this happening?

Chen Ping'an pondered, carefully looked at everything around him, and then repaired in the temple.

After a while, he motioned to a few people who had been kneeling quietly under the divine case, and asked Qigong with curiosity: "Old man, what are they doing?"

"What else can you do, you're begging for jade leaves. ”

Qigong said, then shook his head, "However, Yuye is not so easy to find. ”

"Yuba?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, he had heard Shang Qing talk about the jade leaf before, and he didn't expect that someone would really come to ask the jade leaf, but how could the jade leaf exist.

He couldn't help but shake his head.

However, he had already seen that Qigong was the temple of the Land Temple, and naturally he would not say disrespectful words to the Land God at this time.

Even if you really don't believe it, don't say it in front of the temple.

At this time, Chen Ping'an took the opportunity to ask some about the Land Temple, but Qigong knew everything and told everything.

After Chen Ping'an listened, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Auspicious elephant, fish leaping dragon gate, what the hell is this, it can't be specially to bluff people, right?

When he walked out of the land temple, it was already past six o'clock.

Whew――

The first thing he did when he came out was to let out a long sigh of relief, he felt depressed in the Land Temple, which made him uncomfortable.

At this time, he looked back at the Land Temple, his brows furrowed: "This Land Temple seems to be ......"

"Could it be that the idol was consecrated by a superior person?

After a while, he said that only when the idol was consecrated by the superior could he explain everything in front of him. However, with such a terrifying divinity, I am afraid that it is not an ordinary idol, but is consecrated by a real master.

"Could it be his hand?"

At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The "he" he spoke of was naturally the mysterious and unpredictable cyclamen, and I am afraid that in the entire Celestial Empire, only "he" has such unpredictable means.

"It's getting dark, and it seems like a question of where to spend the night tonight. ”

At this time, he looked at the sunset on the horizon and said, feeling that his stomach seemed to be a little hungry, "I heard that girl say that she has a good friend in this village, so let's go to him to eat and drink first......

After speaking, he walked towards Feng Qingyan's compound.

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