In the mountains of southwestern Annan Prefecture, there is a small village called Takayama Village. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This small village is not large, the population is not very large, only a few dozen families, it is a typical extremely poor mountain village, with an average annual net income of less than 1,000 yuan......

The mountain village is surrounded by mountains far away from the county seat, located in the reckless deep mountains, it is rare to see an outsider all year round, and the traffic is already unable to be imaged with "occlusion". Moreover, most of the young and middle-aged people in the village have gone out to work, leaving only the old and weak women and children.

In the col to the north of the village, there is an ancient banyan tree that is about to die.

Under the ancient banyan tree, there is a dilapidated altar built by an unknown age, and there is a dilapidated incense burner behind the altar.

This is the Land Temple in Takayama Village.

However, although the land temple is very dilapidated, it has obviously been cleaned up and cleaned, and there are still incense sticks on the incense burner that seem to have been worshiped for several days.

When Ye Guoqiu saw his land temple and learned about the situation in the village, he couldn't help but be a little speechless. Even if he has the ability to reach the sky, I'm afraid he won't be able to manage it like the Land Temple in Qingshan Village, which is not ordinary.

Ye Guoqiu couldn't help but shake his head, feeling a little depressed in his heart, feeling like he had more than enough heart but not enough strength. Fu Jun made a move, it was really a hell-level difficulty, I don't know how many ghost pawns can stay this time, it seems that it is really not easy to become a land god......

At this time, seeing the letter incense that seemed to have been left over from a few days ago, and the altar that had been cleaned up, Ye Guoqiu finally felt a little comforted in his heart. Although the land temple looks down, at least there are people who worship and have not been forgotten by the villagers.

However, what is needed to manage the land temple well?

When he went to get to know the village, he stayed quietly in the Land Temple, thinking about how to manage it. Of course, whether the incense of the land temple is vigorous or not is naturally one of the achievements in evaluating the good or bad management of the land temple.

However, this is only one of the two and not the only evaluation criteria.

"Increasing incense should be one of the most important tasks at the moment. ”

After thinking about it, Ye Guoqiu carefully flipped through the household registration record, but the population of the village was too small. Even if everyone in the whole village came to worship, there would not be much incense, because there were only more than 300 villagers, including the villagers who went out to work.

Soon after, it was already dawn.

Ye Guoqiu was still holding the household registration record, thinking hard about how to manage the Land Temple.

At this time, a thin old man in his seventies, carrying a hoe barefoot, seemed to be going to do farm work. When passing by the Land Temple, he found that a lot of yellow leaves had fallen on the altar, so he walked up and swept it away.

The old man's name was Fubo, and he was a lonely old man with no children or daughters.

The village's land temple is always clean because of its frequent cleaning. He lives in a mud house not far from the Land Temple, and usually has little to do except do some farm work.

When I have time, I'll clean up.

On the first and fifteenth days of the new year, they will pay a stick of incense.

At this time, he looked up and saw the ancient banyan behind the land temple, and couldn't help but shake and said: "Bogongshu is dead, I'm afraid something big will happen, alas......"

As he left with his hoe on his shoulder, two women in their thirties who passed by the Land Temple were muttering, and the skinny one said, "You say, what is this old ghost talking about?"

"Cut, doesn't it mean that Bogongshu is dead, and something big is going to happen to the village?" said the other woman with some disdain, her body was a little fat, "He has been talking about it for almost two or three months, who in the village doesn't know......?

Immediately afterwards, the two women changed the subject, showing no interest in the old man.

At this time, they were talking about the gossip in the village as they walked, whose daughter-in-law quarreled with her mother-in-law again, whose husband went out to call chickens, and whose husband earned money working outside. I heard that everyone in the village is actually doing that unseemly thing outside......

"By the way, I heard that Daquan wants to cut down the Bogong tree to build a house, is this true?" As she spoke, the topic of the two women inexplicably shifted to the Bogong tree.

"I also heard my man mention that it seems that the great power really wants to cut down the Bogong tree. The chubby woman said, "The tree is so big that I don't know how many planks can be cut." ”

"Tsk, he is not afraid, even the Bogong tree dares to cut down. The thin woman said.

"What are you afraid of, what is there to be afraid of, isn't it Bogong Tree. The fat woman grinned and said, "Hmph, it's just that the men in my family are too timid, otherwise where would it be the turn of power." Besides, if this Bogong tree is dead, what is there to be afraid of, wait until I go back and talk to him, and grab some planks from the hands of the great power......"

"I've heard that cutting down the Bogong tree is very godly, so you better not want it. The thin woman reminded.

"Cut, evil fart, the others cut down the Bogong tree and didn't see anything. "The fat woman doesn't care at all, she only cares about whether her man can snatch back a little plank from the power.

In the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

Ye Guoqiu, as the land god of Gaoshan Village, naturally knew who came to clean the altar almost every day. However, he also encountered a rather unpleasant thing, that is, someone in the village tried to cut the bogong tree into planks.

What is a Bogong Tree?

In ancient times, when a new village was formed, a prestigious elder would plant auspicious green pines, ancient cedars, cypresses, or trees selected from the mountains as their sacrificial trees, which were often called "bogong trees".

When the "Bogong Tree" grows to a certain height, they will pool money to build a land temple of about one meter, so that the villagers can easily burn incense and set off firecrackers to worship.

Sometimes, when some people are worried that their children are weak and sick, and they are afraid that they will not be able to support them, the elders will sell their children to the "Bogong Tree" and let it become the "second parents" of the children.

In fact, Bogong is the father-in-law of the land, but the name is different in different places.

However, the Bogong tree cannot be cut down at will.

Even in those days of indiscriminate deforestation, no one dared to touch a piece of bark from the Bogong tree.

This is not only due to the careful care of the ancestors of the villagers from generation to generation, but also some miraculous legends and stories, which have played a good role in protecting the trees.

There is often such a saying among the people: some hairy boys covet the tall and thick "Bogong tree", do not listen to everyone's dissuasion, carry axes and saws to cut down, the result is either on the way to the heel of the heel, or when they start to cut down the tree, they are cut by their own axe and hurt their hands and feet, and even worse, they start to have a stomachache before they go out, in short, no one can succeed.

After such a thing happened, it was creepy, the hairs stood upside down, and they thought that the "Bogong Tree" was really godly, and everyone did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

However, it is the twenty-first century.

…… (To be continued.) )