"The commune is an evergreen ivy, and the members are all melons on the vines, and the melons are connected to the vines, and the vines are connected to the melons......" On a mountain road, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy walked, wearing a green military uniform, wearing a red star hat on his head, and a small green bag on his waist.

This young man is very interesting, with a big head, but a very thin body, and his eyes are dripping, giving people a very clever feeling.

"In response to the leader's call, we must break the old ideas, old culture, old customs and old habits, I heard that there is still a land temple hidden on this mountain, and the red soldiers of our Red Army, as the great leader, must break this dross. The young man looked upright, clenched his fist with one hand, and said with righteousness and awe.

He walked up the mountain, and although the mountain path was very broken and the road was difficult to walk, he felt that his body was full of strength at the thought of the great leader looking at him from behind.

"Social ...... What the...... Castle peak...... What the...... Show, temple ...... What the...... Green...... What the...... The long ...... cleared the overgrown weeds, and a low earth temple appeared in front of him. At the door of the Land Temple, there is this couplet, many of the words on the couplet are already very blurred, plus Fang Hongjun's literacy is limited, it is very difficult to read.

He heard that this land temple was handed down from the Ming Dynasty, what was the Ming Dynasty, he didn't have this concept, he only read the book for two days, and then he stopped reading. However, he knows a Republic of China, listening to the old man, it is very dark and terrifying, and he doesn't know what the relationship is with this Ming Dynasty.

"Boom. Just as he walked to the door, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and then it began to rain in the sky.

The temple was very narrow, the ground was dusty, and a broken statue of the earth god was still standing there, and the missing half of his face looked a little terrifying.

"It's all dross, watch our Red Army come and destroy you. Fang Hongjun picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it at the land idol.

"Bang. The earth idol was smashed to the ground, but a white shadow sprang out from behind the idol, as if frightened.

"Ouch. Fang Hongjun was also startled by this white shadow, but after he saw it clearly, he was even more frightened. It was a yellow skin, and it was not appropriate to say that it was yellow, because its hair was white, and the normal yellow skin was the same as a big mouse, but this yellow skin was about the same size as Fang Hongjun.

Huang Pizi was half-squatting on the ground, his eyes were burning, staring at Fang Hongjun deadly, full of joy and sorrow, full of human color.

"You...... What are you going to do?" Fang Hongjun was startled, and couldn't help but take a step back, Mom, this monster is too terrifying, will it eat people.

"Woo. Huang Pizi looked up to the sky and roared, but there were big tears rolling down in his eyes, five hundred years, almost five hundred years, I finally waited for you, I couldn't hold on.

At the beginning, it ate Fang Hong's body, refined the qi and blood in it, and its lifespan increased greatly, and it had been waiting here for nearly five hundred years, just to fulfill the promise it made to its master back then.

It remembers that the night before it died, its master had spoken to it that if its divine body failed to return to its body, it would swallow it, and then return to the land temple in Giethoorn Village, where it would wait for someone who looked exactly like it had been when it was younger.

Huang Pizi didn't expect that his wait would be so long. But fortunately, when his life was about to end, he finally waited for this person.

As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, a bamboo board flew out and directly submerged into Fang Hongjun's body.

Fang Hongjun only felt a shock in his head, and countless memories came like a tide. He felt as if he had become an ancient, had gone through an adventure, become a land god, and then had gone through countless things and become a god.

And Fang Hongjun himself is the part of the ancients who used a method called "Distraction Incarnation Wonderful Method", the ancients themselves incarnated as the Mandate of Heaven, and he was an incarnation of the other party.

However, although he is of the same origin as him, he is not the same person as the ancients.

"Destiny...... Article 3 ...... We are not limited by it. Faintly, a whisper sounded in Fang Hongjun's ears, this was the third mandate of heaven formulated by the ancients named Fang Hong, which could make Fang Hongjun a god but would not be erased by the mandate of heaven.

"Shinto realm...... From the nine products, the nine products, from the eight products, from the eight gods, the eight products. From the seven-pin judge, the seven-pin county city god. From the six products, the general judgment, the six products, the same knowledge. From the five products, the big judgment. Five products, Fu Chenghuang. From the four products, the main judge, the four products, the capital city god. From the three products, the long history. Three products, all imperial envoys. From the second product, the five-party counselor, the second product, the five-party parade envoy. From a product, left and right, is a product, the emperor. After that memory, in his mind, a division of the cultivation realm of Shinto suddenly appeared, as long as he developed step by step, one day he could become an emperor and become the lord of the gods.

"And I'm ...... now The land god of the Sheephorn Water Commune?" Fang Hongjun touched his head, feeling a little incredible. How did he become a land god if he was a staunch atheist?

However, he was surprised, but he knew that all this was true, because as long as he thought together, he could instantly cover the entire commune, and everyone's every move in it was under his supervision.

"Are you...... That yellow skin, ......" After Fang Hongjun came back to his senses, he raised his eyes and looked at the yellow skin, in the memory of the ancients named Fang Hong, there was also this yellow skin. It's just that he can't believe that a yellow-skinned man can live so long.

"Woo. The corners of Huang Pizi's eyes showed joy, and then turned into sadness. Happily, after five hundred years of time and space, he finally met his master again. And the sad thing is that the master is not the same master as before, even if he has the same shell and memory, he is not the master anymore.

"Ahem. After screaming a few times, Huang Pizi coughed suddenly, the coughing sound became louder and louder, his expression became more and more painful, and blood spit out from his mouth.

Master, my task is accomplished, and so should I...... Let's go. 500 Years ...... It's been too long...... I'm tired too.

The breath on Huang Pizi's body became weaker and weaker, and he finally fell to the ground, with no signs of life.

"Boom. "Above the sky, a thunderbolt suddenly crossed, faintly, there was a huge eye looking down on the heavens and the earth, indifferent and ruthless.

Crash.

The thunder disappeared and the rain became heavier.