The days are like this, nothing goes, a day passes.

Liu Daodao's life is very regular: eating, practicing, sleeping, or just going to the village head reservoir to walk around and find someone to chat.

Shinto practice focuses on cultivating the mind...... Feeling again and again, his mood naturally changed, and he found that he was constantly becoming indifferent to people and things...... With a detached mentality, to face the qiē that is happening around you.

With word of mouth, the number of people who come to play in Liu Village in Hedong is increasing. Especially on Sundays, many people are dragging their families and coming in unison.

Among these people, a considerable number of them came specifically to see the Swallow Cliff. What's more, I became interested in the Land Temple and wanted to go inside and take a few photos.

For such a request, Liu Daode naturally satisfied.

Later, he saw that there were more people who wanted to take pictures, so he made a mistake and stopped locking the door. Anyway, there is nothing of value in it except for the land statue.

Of course, there are also some people who saw photos of owl chicks on the forum, and deliberately led their children to popularize popular science knowledge. It's been less than a month since he picked up the foodie, and this guy has changed drastically. Now the feathers are long, and they are more than twenty centimeters tall, and they look quite powerful.

It doesn't have to be broken into strips at all when it eats now, and the whole vole can be swallowed directly.

What surprised Liu Daode even more was that this guy was self-taught and learned to find food by himself. I just discovered this two days ago.

There are a few poplar trees planted in the courtyard of Liu Daodao's house, and in autumn the poplar leaves fall to the ground and are too lazy to clean up, and they are all blown to the edge of the fence by the wind. Over time, a thick layer was piled up there, soaked in rainwater, and turned into humus soil, in which many earthworms were hidden.

The night before, he saw the owl running to Chen's thorn and stumbling, and he was a little puzzled.

With a sense of consciousness, I realized that the thing of emotion was pulling leaves with its claws, looking for earthworms to eat.

He estimated that the foodie was so spiritual, it should be the result of receiving the essence of incense and fire.

In other words, this guy won't be like that weasel in the future, open up his spiritual wisdom and know how to cultivate.

Speaking of weasels, Liu Daode was a little confused. Usually weasels come to the Land Temple every three or two days.

It's been gone for more than a week now, and there won't be any accidents, he was a little worried for no reason.

Just as Hus was thinking wildly, he saw the general running into the courtyard with a big snow-white bun in his mouth. When it came to its owner, it suddenly opened its mouth, and the bun fell to the ground, fragrant.

"Where did you get this?" Liu Daodao's first thought was that this guy got the tribute from the land temple.

No, today is not the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, how can anyone pay tribute? He released his divine sense, and it was empty, and there were no incense candles lit at all.

"Woo woo...... the general let out a few low roars and then turned around and ran out.

"What's the situation?" Liu Daode was puzzled and followed closely.

The general ran a hundred and ten meters to the east, then turned south onto a dirt road.

This road leads to the direction of Shannan Town, and you can also go to the street to catch the market. It's just that there are a few high slopes on the road, and the detour is too far, so people in the village rarely walk from here.

Not far from the side of the road, the general pouted a large bun.

Who would throw the buns here? Liu Daode became more and more puzzled. Could it be that it was a sacrifice to the god of the road? An answer came to his mind.

Rural people pay a lot of attention, the pot stove has the stove king, the well has the well king, the land has the land, and even the big trees have tree gods.

The god of the road, also known as the god of the road, is the god who is in charge of the road. Some people are in a hurry to walk at night, and when they come back, they feel unwell, and their families think that he has walked carelessly and collided with the road spirit.

So he offered tribute and worshipped, hoping that his family would be safe and sound. The festival is usually held at the head of the village, at the crossroads, at the bridges, on the ramps, etc.

It is close to the high slope, and it is reasonable to place tributes to the road gods.

But the key road is in the east of Liu Village in Hedong, close to the mountain, and two or three miles to the south is Xiaolinzhuang. The people of Kobayashiso do not go up the mountain at night for no reason, and it is unlikely that they will take this road.

If you want to go, you will also go from your own village.

It is at night to worship the god of the road, and to get here, you have to pass through the east-west road in front of his house. Didn't you see anyone pass by the door last night?

In addition, Liu Daode had just walked around the village in the morning, and he hadn't heard of anyone who felt uncomfortable colliding with the road god.

More importantly, the tribute to the gods is generally ten.

There should be ten buns in front of you, but you can only see two.

There was weirdness in everything, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. When I reached out and picked up the bun, I felt a hint of warmth. Liu Daodao's face became solemn, and he immediately beckoned the general to go home.

Yesterday I poured a few mouse holes, and the field mouse owls I caught have not yet eaten, and now they are just in the right place.

When he got home, he broke open the two buns and threw them into the iron cage where the rats were raised.

When I looked at it again after half an hour, there were a lot of tooth marks on the buns, and the mice, all of whom were lying in the cage with their bellies turned up, motionless.

"****, dare to hit the idea on the head of the land master, it's really impatient. Liu Daode immediately felt unstable and scolded in a low voice.

The poison in the bun is certain, and the family is isolated outside the village, and no one lives within a radius of fifty meters.

The purpose of this poisonous bun is very clear, that is, to target the general.

It's a pity that the person who poisoned him didn't know that the general, like a foodie, was very spiritual and would not eat food fed by strangers at all. After discovering the anomaly, he came back with a pout.

It's not as simple as stealing a dog, if you steal a dog, someone should be secretly observing nearby, so that you can get it away at any time after the dog faints to death.

But in that place, I didn't find anyone at all.

So is it the idea of beating his family, what is the valuable thing in his own house? Liu Daode glanced at the wolfberry tree in the corner.

Since Zhao Gang paid 30,000 yuan to buy a wolfberry tree, this tree has become completely famous. Not only do many tourists come to take pictures, but even people from several nearby villages come to see it from time to time, and it is difficult to guarantee that there are people with red eyes among them.

It seems that it is necessary to give these people some color and leave an indelible lesson, otherwise similar things will happen in the future.

With a plan in mind, Liu Daode became indifferent again. He picked up a shovel, carried a few dead mice, and found a remote place far from the yard to bury them.

Go home, then eat, practice...... Unleash your divine consciousness and quietly feel the changes within the land gods.

Liu Daode is like a spider entrenched in the center of a spider's web, within thirty zhang, every grass, tree, brick and tile, all shrouded in divine consciousness. No matter how much wind and grass happens, you can't escape your own perception.

These days, with the restoration of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, Liu Daodao's conscious realm has improved a lot.

Before you know it, the night is dark.

Tonight there is no moon, and even the frogs have become silent, and they are quiet.

In the dark, Liu Daode can sense that this land seems to contain more subtle existences, which he still cannot comprehend......

Suddenly, he woke up from his meditation, opened his eyes, and looked thirty feet away.

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