The villagers blew and beat, and under the leadership of the Taoist priest, they invited the land prince into the temple.

Wang Xu stood by the bridge and watched, only to see that the moment the statue was put into the temple, a red light rose to the sky.

A faint mist of light spread out, enveloping a radius of ten miles, and the fertility of the land instantly increased significantly.

"Look, the land god has appeared, and in the future, under the protection of the land god, the land of Xiaozaozhuang will increase by three percent, and you only need to come to the first and fifteenth days of the new year to make incense, and the land lord will always protect you."

The Taoist priest raised his arms and shouted: "With the protection of the land god, your Xiaozao Village will not be afraid of demons, everyone kowtow to the land lord." ”

The villagers swarmed down and knelt down and kowtowed to the land god in the temple.

Wang Xu raised his eyes and saw that the land god who had received the incense, and the statue seemed to be smiling.

"The land god, the lowest deity of Taoism, is in charge of harvests, disasters, and people, in my opinion, the land temple was erected in Xiaozao Village, and even if the grain output of Xiaozao Village cannot increase by 30%, there are still 20%, which is already very exaggerated."

Looking at the villagers who kept kneeling and worshipping, Wang Xu was thoughtful.

Scholars have a literary atmosphere, and the cultural atmosphere is sheltered, and it can also increase grain production and avoid disasters.

In the case of children, it is enough to shelter a radius of ten miles and increase the yield of land within ten miles.

This kind of increase in production is about 3 to 5 percent, which is more powerful than the land god.

However, although Tong Sheng is only the lowest fame among scholars, it is not easy to achieve.

In many cases, a village may not be able to produce a child, so it is impossible for a village like Xiaozaozhuang to have a cultural protection.

The appearance of the land god fills this gap very well, plus there is a land temple, ordinary demons dare not be presumptuous, which is a benefit that the people can see.

It doesn't take much, as long as the land temple can drive away the first-order demons, it is enough to make the villagers ecstatic.

After all, it is not common to have high-grade monsters, and there are more demons who devour the essence of the sun and the moon and initially awaken their spirituality.

This kind of little demon, waiting for three or five strong men to deal with, the village encountered a disaster, this is the monster that is passed on by everyone, like the kind of big demon who carries the mountains and catches the sea, swallows a city in one bite, not to mention the villagers, the local county chronicles may not have been recorded.

Even if there is, it is the kind of monster that is quiet and silent, holding its tail between its legs, otherwise it is easy to be surrounded and suppressed by the imperial court.

The little demon is different, swallowing the emperor's slurry, once he is enlightened, he may turn into a spirit.

The strength of these spirits is not good, but the number is the largest, and many of the people's concepts of demons come from them.

"Taoism's implementation of the god-making plan, using small gods such as mountain gods and land gods to shelter the township, is a good thing for the people, but not necessarily for Confucianism." After thinking about it from the perspective of the people, Wang Xu thought about it from the perspective of Confucianism.

The countryside is protected by the god of the land, and the dependence on scholars is reduced, which on the surface is for the benefit of the village, but in fact it is shaking the legitimacy of Confucianism in the countryside.

Throughout the ages, if a village can produce a scholar, it must be a big event that the whole village is looking forward to, because as long as you pass the Tongsheng examination, you can increase food production, which is a real benefit.

Now, it is not so important to have a land temple that is beautiful in the past, and it is not so important if there is no child.

Even if it is out, the status cannot be compared with before, and it is impossible to be powerful.

Fortunately, the Great Wu Dynasty promoted imperial power and did not go to the countryside, and Confucianism was affected by this, and its main control power was also concentrated in the prefectures and counties.

If the foundation of the countryside is lost, it will not hurt the muscles and bones, and basically when it comes to the town unit, it is the squire and the gentry who have the final say.

"With the countryside as the foundation, the countryside surrounds the city, avoiding affecting the prefecture and county, and touching the sensitive nerves of Confucianism, Taoism is a very good move!" Wang Xu watched coldly, turned over his horse after watching for a while, and continued to go south.

Along the way, he saw a lot of land temples like this, and these temples were obviously very new, and they were obviously only implemented in recent years.

In addition to the Land Temple, Wang Xu also saw the City God Temple.

No, it must be the handiwork of Buddhism.

Some monks come out of the temple and drag the golden bowl through the streets and alleys, promoting the concept of past and present lives to the villagers.

The concept of past and present lives has always been present in Buddhism, and it has also been passed down among the people.

But today, since the City God Temple, Buddhism has settled in the underworld, held the six reincarnations, and established the kingdom of the dead, and the legend is entering reality step by step.

When Buddhism perfects the six realms of reincarnation, and people die no longer like lights going out, but have a new choice, how can Buddhism not flourish?

"Taoist Buddhism... Heaven and Earth... The Three Realms of the World... Hmph, that's kind of interesting! ”

Wang Xu walked all the way and watched, and the more he looked, the more he found that the world was changing.

In the past, there were no ghosts in the Confucian realm, because the six realms of reincarnation were in heaven and earth, and people were taken away directly after death.

The current six realms of reincarnation are gradually under the control of Buddhism, from heaven and earth to human law, and the six realms of reincarnation are affected by this, and finally they are no longer perfect, and begin to give birth to a kind of existence that should have died, like a lamp going out, but remaining in the world, this existence is called a ghost by Buddhism.

The appearance of ghosts has caused a certain amount of panic among the people.

This kind of panic is precisely an opportunity for Buddhism and Taoism, first Buddhism launched the theory of transcendence, and then Taoism launched the theory of funeral.

After the transcendence of Buddhism and Taoism, people will no longer become ghosts after death, and will go straight to reincarnation.

Confucianism looked at this coldly, did not make any action, and seemed calm.

Wang Xu didn't know what Confucianism meant secretly, and he didn't know what Confucianism's plan was.

He only knew that the world in front of him was changing, and on the bright side, Confucianism seemed to be doing nothing, or acting in the depths, and he couldn't see anything on the surface.

The text carries the road...

This is the Confucian plan that Wang Xu heard from the mouth of the Fahai Sea.

To this day, he doesn't know what kind of plan this is, and even if he wins the championship, no one has revealed this tone to him.

The more secretive it is, the more curious Wang Xu becomes.

Perhaps, Confucianism was able to remain unmoved because he was very confident in this plan.

What kind of plan should it be, so that Confucianism can face the Taoist god-making and Buddhism's six reincarnations full of confidence?

Wang Xu thought that this plan must be very great, so great that the heavenly court will come out, the earth will be established, and Confucianism will be able to remain undefeated or even leading.

Heading south, on the border between Jizhou and Yangzhou, the first snow of the year fell in the sky.

Wang Xu rode on a horse, fishing for a wine jug by the saddle, and dressed up as a madman uninhibitedly.

On this day, he was slightly drunk, let the wind and snow bless his body, and passed by a three-way crossing.

"Fire, fire!"

There is a tea shed next to the three forks, and the fire is soaring from a distance.

An old man, leading two young men to fight the fire, seems to be the owner of the tea shed.

And beside the three of them, there was also a dwarf with a black umbrella, helping to put out the fire.

The fire burned more and more, and everything that could put out the fire was inside, and the four of them didn't dare to rush in at all.

Soon, the tea shed was burned clean, and I saw that the old man was furious, grabbed the collar of the black umbrella dwarf, and said angrily: "It's all you, you broom star, as soon as we come, we will be on fire, did you put this fire?" ”

"Brother, I still help you put out the fire, how can you set the fire, don't you don't know the hearts of good people!" The black umbrella dwarf is only one meter tall, and it is particularly conspicuous to hold a black umbrella as tall as himself.

"Dare to quibble, you must have set the fire!"

The old man, with his two sons, pushed the black umbrella dwarf to the ground and snatched the silver taels from him.

The black umbrella dwarf who was pushed to the ground was not angry, got up from the ground, and while holding the black umbrella under his armpit, he patted the snow stains on his body, and sighed: "It's really a bad thing, and it's hard to be a good person." ”

Wang Xu rode a horse, walked past the three forks, and looked at the dwarf with a sighing face.

The dwarf also noticed him, and waved his hand again and again: "Brother Tai, brother Tai, can you make it convenient, my entanglement was snatched away by them, I see that you are going to Yangzhou, can you take me for a ride?" ”

Wang Xu sat on the horse and looked down at the dwarf's black umbrella, which was as black as ink, and if you looked closely, it was not black, but red.

This is a big umbrella that is red and black, black as ink, and does not look like a vulgar thing.

Looking at the smiling and smiling dwarf again, Wang Xu tilted his head and was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "Okay! ”

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