Xiao Tian saw that his mother was not insisting on kneeling, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, at this time his expression became strange, and there was an invisible subtle air flow in the air nearby that drifted towards him.

These subtle air currents could not be seen by the naked eye at all, but Xiao Tian could see them clearly at this moment, and all of them penetrated into his body in one go.

The subtle airflow entered his body, as if a person took a breath, without feeling it at all, Xiaotian was puzzled, what was this airflow, why did it burrow into his body, and then he observed the source of these subtle airflows, and was suddenly surprised!

The air flow was actually floating out of the villagers who were kneeling down to him, Xiao Tian suddenly understood a little, could it be that these subtle air currents were faith (power)!

The so-called faith is trust, belief is there, it is the product of the soul, faith has a lot of sayings at various levels, and these beliefs that Xiaotian saw are people's respect for gods and Buddhas.

If you believe in a god and offer him sacrifices and incense, the gods will receive the power of your faith.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tian's eyes lit up, and he immediately checked his body, there was no change, his strength did not improve at all, and these subtle air currents turned invisible when they entered his body, as if there was no zài at all.

Could it be that these forces of faith are not helpful to oneself? Xiao Tian was puzzled, and suddenly his mind moved, and he checked his subconscious power, but he still stayed in the middle of consciousness, but if he paid close attention, Xiao Tian could still feel that his consciousness had been improved a little.

This kind of improvement is almost negligible, but it also indirectly shows that faith can indeed increase his consciousness.

Xiao Tian's previous consciousness was to absorb the soul power of mosquitoes to increase, and after breaking through to the middle stage of consciousness, he didn't change much, and then drank mysterious water, which made his consciousness improve again.

But he still hasn't broken through to the upper stage of consciousness, so Xiaotian's feeling is that the improvement of consciousness is far more difficult than the improvement of his own realm.

He couldn't find any other way to improve it except for absorbing the soul power of mosquitoes, and he didn't expect that this so-called power of faith could also improve his consciousness.

It's simply amazing!

Does it mean that the more people who believe in themselves, the more power of faith they will receive?

Now the people of Hangcai Village will choose to believe in themselves, so this power of faith enters Xiaotian's body, so there is no obvious change, if there are 100,000 or millions of people to believe in him in the future, then the power of faith generated is very objective!

Xiao Tian was just a joking idea at the beginning, but he didn't expect this kind of gain!

It seems that he really has to do more good deeds in the future, so that more and more people can believe in him!

Seeing the villagers in front of the temple bowing down to themselves devoutly, Xiao Tian felt that he should do something for them, a thought flashed through his mind, and Xiao Tian immediately sent a few words to Zhang Yue!

Zhang Yue's face showed a little strangeness when he heard this, and finally nodded and left.

Half an hour later, the ceremony of the mosquito god was almost held, and an incense burner placed next to the mosquito statue was basically filled with incense, which can be described as a strong incense!

Many people entered the temple and bowed down to other gods, and then prepared to leave, but suddenly a bucket floated down from the sky, and under the surprised gaze of the people, it floated down in front of the statue of the mosquito god.

"This bucket floats down from the sky?!"

"Oh my God, am I dazzled, what's in here!"

Many people stared at the bucket that suddenly appeared in surprise, and at this time, Zhang Yue panted and walked in front of the mosquito god statue from the crowd, moistened his throat, and prepared to speak!

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't quarrel, listen to me first!"

Zhang Yue swept his eyes and said: "The bucket that appeared in front of you was filled with peace water, and the mosquito god was moved by everyone's piety, and specially gave this peace water, everyone can drink it to eliminate disasters and diseases, and be healthy!" ”

As soon as Zhang Yue's words fell, the scene suddenly smashed the pot, the peace water given by the mosquito god? But when you look at this bucket, it is clearly a normal bucket in the family, and it can even be said to be a bucket used to wash clothes!

Can drinking the water in this broken bucket eliminate disasters and diseases? , or is it just for a good fortune!

The safe water in Zhang Yue's mouth did not let everyone rush to drink it, even if this bucket fell from the sky, it also made everyone feel bottomless, who knows if this water is poisonous, and if something will happen if you drink it!

Although the villagers have built a statue for the mosquito god, they have not yet achieved 100% trust!

No matter what the packaging is very important, Xiao Tian told Zhang Yue to go home and get a large container, soak a lot of honey water, and then come and get it.

Things were in a hurry, Zhang Yue didn't prepare, the so-called big containers, there are only this common plastic buckets at home, which looks very weird!

The so-called peace water is also honey water, but Xiao Tian added some mysterious water, so it is not ordinary.

It's not too much to say that it's going to get sick.

"Xiao Yue, is this water really a peaceful water given by the mosquito god, drink it to eliminate disasters and diseases, no matter how I look at it, I feel that the water inside is very turbid, very dirty, and it won't be poisonous!"

It was a middle-aged woman, less than forty years old, but with a wrinkled face!

"Yes, can the water in this bucket really be drunk, it won't be poisonous, after all, everyone has never really seen the mosquito god, it's no problem to build a statue for him, but you can't let you drink anything, in case something happens, the water is responsible!"

Zhang Yue didn't expect that the little brother's hard work would be misunderstood by everyone, before these people were still kneeling down and burning incense with a pious face, but how did they change at this moment!

"How can it be poisonous, the mosquito god gave this peace water for the good of everyone, and drinking it will only make the body better!"

"I haven't drunk it yet, who knows!"

Someone shook his head and said! The older you are, the more you save your life!

"Aunt Zhang, you can rest assured, the things given by the mosquito god can still harm everyone, if you are worried, I will have a drink for you first!"

Zhang Yue took out a small cup and slapped a glass in the bucket, ready to drink, but who knew that someone would break it!

"Wait!"

Zhang Yue saw that it was actually the old principal Zhang, and she asked: "Old principal, don't you believe my words, you still think that this safe water is really poisonous!" ”

The old principal Zhang said with a smile: "Xiao Yue'er, you misunderstood the meaning of the big guy, we built a statue for the mosquito god, and today is the mosquito god ceremony, how can you not believe it, but it is the peace water given by the mosquito god, then there must always be a respect for the old and love the young, I am the largest, you have no opinion on the first to drink!" ”

"Old headmaster, what you said there, you were the first to drink it!"

Principal Zhang took the cup in Zhang Yue's hand with a smile and prepared to drink it!

"Old principal, you can't drink indiscriminately, if something happens, the water is responsible, and our village can't be dead!"

"What could happen!" Old Principal Zhang said lightly, and then he didn't even look at the water in the cup and took a sip of it at the big guy.

"Old principal, how is the mosquito god's peaceful water, what does it smell like!"

"Old principal, this safe water is bitter or sweet!"

"Old Headmaster, do you feel unwell?"

The people at the scene were staring at the old principal's reaction and asked again and again!

"Sweet, very sweet, after drinking it, my whole body is warm, it seems that I feel younger, hehe!"

After Principal Zhang drank a glass of safe water, the original Wei Tuo's body actually straightened up, his face was ruddy, and his face was radiant!

"Is it really that smart?!"

"Haha, everyone will know when they drink it!"

"Okay, I can't wait to get up, Xiao Yue, give you Uncle Chen a drink too!"

"I want it too!"

Everyone at the scene scrambled to get up, and Zhang Yue said with a smile: "This is a reward from the mosquito god, everyone has a share!" ”

For a while, the atmosphere of the scene became active again, and the people who drank the safe water were amazed that their whole body was full of strength, what kind of safe water, it was simply holy water!

"Oh my God, my cough for more than ten years was actually drunk by this water, long live the mosquito god!"

An old woman knelt down in front of the statue of the mosquito god excitedly, and kowtowed again and again to thank her!

Xiao Tian was on the statue, at first he was questioned a little angry, he was kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs, at this time, looking at everyone's excited appearance, his heart was extremely satisfied, he seemed to have found a sense of existence at once, not a humble mosquito!

The people in front of the temple are now rushing to drink safe water, but under a big tree more than ten meters away from the temple, there is a group of people standing, centered on an old man, and this old man is familiar with the people of Hangcai Village, he is the village chief Zhang Fu.

Since the demolition of the temple, Zhang Fu seems to have disappeared, even if his two sons died, he never appeared in front of people, Zhang Fu, who was originally in the village with one hand, seemed to have become a street rat overnight, and even if two sons died at once, no one sympathized with him!

Usually, Zhang Fu, as the village chief and village secretary, does anything, everyone turns a blind eye, but this time he actually wants to demolish the old temple from the village, so the big guy can't bear it!

Zhang Fu had a short and hard mustache, a pair of brown eyes were slightly sunken, and his eyes burst out from time to time, staring at the old temple, and there was a burning anger in his heart!

PS: I stopped for so long before to say it, the first is that I am in a bad mood, I can't find the feeling to write, the second is that this book is written here, I thought about two directions, completely different, I didn't decide how to write for a while, so I dragged it around, and I found that I really have to be urged to change, I will have a little motivation to write, I was really defeated by my own laziness, otherwise I will build a group? Do you think it's OK?