"We're here to ask for that, too. Perhaps the land god will grant our wishes. Ruan Ling said.

Ding Lixiang's expression was firm: "Yes, the land grandmother will definitely appear!" ”

She knelt down, kowtowed reverently to the idol, closed her eyes, and chanted the words.

Her wish clearly reached Ruan Ling's ears.

On the other side, Hui Niang's wish also came.

Her wish is simple: "Ask the god of the land to bless the wheat fields in her family to come back to life." ”

The pale golden incense power spread from their bodies to the idols.

Ruan Ling accepted it unceremoniously.

The more incense she has, the stronger her divine power will be, and the more wishes she can fulfill.

After the worship, the lilacs are left to sprinkle and sweep as usual.

Hui Niang took Ruan Ling's hand and left, and said with a smile: "She is really pious." ”

Ruan Ling looked back at Ding Lixiang's back and whispered, "Yes." The land gods will fulfill the wishes of the devout. ”

That night.

Ruan Ling first went to Ding Lixiang's wheat field and restored all her family's ten acres of wheat to their original state.

This consumed a hundred points of her divine power.

The five hundred divine powers intercepted from the city god disappeared one-fifth in an instant.

And the incense power that Ding Lixiang contributed to her was only three points.

The input is completely disproportionate to the get.

It is no wonder that so many gods are reluctant to meddle in the affairs of the world.

Ruan Ling stood on the ground, checking his divine power, and sighed softly.

After treating Ding Lixiang's wheat field, she immediately rushed to Ruan's field and restored the eight acres of wheat that Ruan Chengde had carefully served.

Pale golden divine power shrouded the broken and withered wheat, and the wheat seedlings slowly stood upright and rejuvenated.

The ears of wheat become full.

After the cast, Ruan Ling felt a little tired.

This time it only consumed forty points of divine power.

Under the efforts of Ruan Chengde's father and son, less than half of the Ruan family's wheat was poured.

Rao is like this, saving more than a dozen acres of wheat in a row, which also makes Ruan Ling tired.

She lowered her hand, sat down on the ground and rested for a while, and when she came home at night, she did not even have time to take off her clothes, so she fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

……

The next day, as soon as the chickens in the chicken pen began to crow, Chen Shufeng and Hui Niang got up to dress and cook. After having breakfast, Ruan Chengde, father and son, went to the field as usual.

The sky cleared completely, and the water receded. You have to cut all the wheat and gather it quickly, or the rest of it will rot in the ground.

All the families thought so, and they all took their sickles and pushed the flatbed carts towards the fields.

Ruan Chengde, father and son, walked to the field with a sickle, and saw from a distance that there were many people around their fields, pointing at the fields.

They couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.

Didn't all the wheat fall down?

Ruan Chengde's face changed a little, and he rushed over in a hurry, and when he saw his wheat field, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Dad, Dad, don't worry, you go slowly, the ground ......is slippery," Ruan Zhigao and Ruan Zhiyuan called out and followed closely.

They were worried that their father would not be able to withstand the blow.

Who would have thought that what greeted their eyes was a large area of dazzling golden yellow.

If you look closely, you can see that the neat wheat is tall and strong, and each ear of wheat is full.

A large field of wheat swayed gently in the breeze, sweeping wave after wave of golden waves.

The beauty of this extreme harvest contrasts sharply with the collapsed and withered wheat in the surrounding fields.

directly shocked the three fathers and sons of the Ruan family speechless.