Fang Hong took a step forward, his figure fluttering, and in the next instant, he appeared in his blessed land. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info don't look at his small temple is not very big, but it is quite spacious inside.

In the middle, there is a hall like a government office, just entered, into the eye is a huge plaque, impressively written four strong characters, "Shepherd hunting people." ”。 Underneath the plaque, there is a wide flat mahogany table with a pen holder, an inkstone, and a piece of stunning.

There is also a sign erected on both sides of the government office, which reads, "If you have a heart, you will be good, but you will not be rewarded." On the other side, it reads, "Evil is not done without intention, although evil is not punished." ”

Almost every one of these sixteen words reveals a majestic bearing, which makes people feel angry.

On the right side of this palace, there is a side hall, which is the office of the land god. Further back, there is the resting place, with not only a few bright houses, but also an open space.

Fang Hong walked around his small temple a few times, because he didn't have subordinates and ghosts, it seemed empty, and after turning around for a while, he was bored.

"Now that the incense is sufficient, I can replenish my team. "The ancestral hall in the village has been worshiped by the people for more than a hundred years, and the incense is very abundant, although some of it was lost when he absorbed it, but most of it was intercepted by him.

"Well, let's settle down the blessed land first. Fang Hong suddenly remembered one thing, his blessed land had just been born, and he was still rootless, and he could only continue to grow if he first united with Sheep's Horn Village.

If you let the blessed land float in the void, you will not be nourished by the power of the leylines, and you need to constantly consume his incense to maintain it. Such a thing that outweighs the loss, Fang Hong will not do.

"E!" Fang Hong's right hand turned into a sword point, towards the point of the void of the entire blessed land, the blessed land that had been floating in the void, suddenly sank and fell towards the ground.

And the place where it fell was the original site of the ancestral hall. This place was praised by Mr. Feng Shui back then, and it was said to be a high-class treasure land, but it was not this that really made Fang Hong decide to settle here. After a long period of worship by the villagers, the public opinion of the entire village has been condensed, and even if it is not a feng shui treasure land, it has become a feng shui treasure land.

"Boom. "The moment the blessed land touched the ground, the whole village seemed to be shaken, and then, the luck that had been scattered gathered here one after another.

It had previously taken on an off-white color, but it began to turn into a rich milky white. After the milky luck reaches a peak, a hint of red begins to appear in it.

The red color became more and more intense, and at first it only accounted for one percent of the white luck, but in the blink of an eye, it had about seven or eight percent.

"Not good!" Qi luck was growing wildly, but Fang Hong was shocked. Because he found that his incense was rapidly decreasing, and in just a few breaths, nearly half of it was consumed.

"Stop, stop quickly!" Fang Hong was about to scold his mother, was it easy for him to finally get a little incense, half of it was consumed so quickly, why didn't anyone tell me that it would take so much incense to settle down in the blessed land.

"Pong. "Red luck, like a flame, is burning like a flame at this time. Like flowers brocade and fire cooking oil, it has vaguely shown a trace of the atmosphere of the prosperous years. As long as there is a little more red luck, you can step into the level of the prosperous year.

"Whew. Fang Hong breathed a sigh of relief, he almost didn't pee, fortunately he stopped the incense at the last moment, otherwise he would have to throw his little incense into the water.

However, now he looked at the small half of the incense he still had left, and he still wanted to cry a little. I thought I could squander it to my heart's content, but in the blink of an eye, I had to make a living.

After settling in the blessed land, a little blue light appeared in front of him. This bit of light kept expanding, and soon it condensed into the form of a book.

This is a very quaint-looking book, and on the cover, there are three block letters, "The Book of Livelihoods." ”

Fang Hong grabbed the "Book of Livelihoods" in his hands, and immediately, information came into his mind, and he understood the role of this "Book of Livelihoods".

The "Book of Livelihoods" is essentially a record of the information of the people of Sheephorn Village, including their years, longevity, and some merits and demerits in their lives.

The landlord is responsible for herding and hunting the living beings, and naturally has the obligation to review and educate, and if the people under his jurisdiction make mistakes, they need the landlord to come forward and discipline them.

Fang Hong turned the first page of the "Book of Livelihoods", "Fang Zhitong, with three teeth in forty, five in sixty years of life, a square face, a beard in the chin, a dignified and dignified person, and the mayor of the village of Sheephorn." ”

Fang Zhitong knows this person, Fang Hong, he has always liked to keep his face tight, and he is not slow or anxious to speak, and those children are most afraid of him.

Fang Hong had been taught by him once before, and he was also a little afraid of him.

Below this line of introduction, there are some biographical introductions about Fang Zhitong. "At the age of twenty-one, he was admitted to the children's examination, and after repeated college examinations, he failed and gave up school. At the age of thirty-five, he was elected by the public and served as the chief of the department. ”

Fang Zhitong used to be determined to study, but it may be due to his talent, and he only relied on a child. After taking the exam a few more times, he didn't get into Xiucai, so he gave up studying. When he reached the age of thirty-five, he was elected by everyone and became the governor.

For a long time, there was an unwritten rule that the government decree should not leave the county, and although the governor was also considered a clerk, he was not appointed by the county order, but by some local squire or a well-known elder.

Later, some of Fang Zhitong's merits and demerits were explained. Although Fang Hong didn't like this lieutenant very much, he had to say that this person was still quite good. Many times the villagers were organized to build bridges and pave roads, and the management of this sheep horn water village was in good order.

Turning the page, let's start with the rest of the people. Fang Hong read it in turn, this "Book of Living" was different from normal books, although it also appeared in the form of words, but the information appeared directly in his mind. Therefore, even if there are some words he doesn't recognize, it doesn't prevent him from reading them.

Fang Hong didn't turn to the fifth page until he saw the name Fang Dayuan.

Truth be told, he also wants to know some of his father's secrets. For so many years, his father has always been one-sided in front of him, and he wants to see if there is anything wrong with his father.

"Fang Dayuan, with six teeth in thirty, eight in lifespan, a wide face and a round body, a white face and a slight beard, is thick and resourceful. The rest, unknown. ”

When Fang Hong saw the opening sentence, his heart trembled suddenly, "What? The lifespan is thirty and eight? How is this possible?" His father is now thirty-six years old, if he can only live to be thirty-eight years old, it doesn't mean that he only has two years of life.

In his shock, he ignored the word "ominous" below.

"No, no, I've become a god, and I'll be able to prolong his life. However, my father is in good health, how could he die early, is it illness or other reasons?" Fang Hong felt that his head was a mess, and the words "life expectancy of thirty and eight" made him a little unacceptable.