Seeing these dead souls, Shangguan Chen knew that the reason why these dead souls were still wandering here was because their bodies had died before they reached their lifespan, so that their dead souls could neither go to heaven nor hell.

It takes a ritual to transcend these souls and extradite them to heaven.

Shangguan Chen calculated the time and said, "It will be the fifteenth day of the seventh month in a few days, and I will come to overtake you tomorrow night and send you all to heaven." ”

All the dead souls bowed to Shangguan Chen, and said in unison, "Thank you, Master!"

Shangguan Chen returned to the original way. Passing through the poplar forest, we went up to the embankment.

Inside the embankment is a rice field, and looking at the rice field in front of you, it is impossible to imagine that the villagers here live day after day facing the loess and facing the sky.

As far as the eye can see, the whole Luotian Village is in the shape of a dust fan, high in the west and low in the east, surrounded by high mountains on three sides, and facing the river in front. It is these high mountains and this Ning River that isolate the entire Luotian Village from the world and seem to form an independent world.

People on the outside almost forget that this place exists, and it is very difficult for people here to get out.

When floods break out in spring and autumn, people here can only look at the rushing river when they want to go out.

Luotian Village is a very old village, according to the county records, it was inhabited more than 2,000 years ago.

Now, 2,000 years later, the villagers here are still not well-off, there are few decent houses here, most of them are earthen walls, and the roads in the village are dirt roads.

Shangguan Chen found the village committee, and Wang Sihai, the clerk of the village committee, took Shangguan Chen very enthusiastically and walked towards Du Haicheng's house.

Wang Sihai is 55 years old this year, and Huang Guogang has been the village director for as many years as the village committee secretary.

Du Haicheng's home is in the Shuangshan villager group of Luotian Village, and Wang Sihai walked all the way, introducing some information about Luotian Village to Shangguanchen all the way.

Luotian Village has 12 villager groups, nearly 400 households, and a population of more than 2,100 people. The cultivated area is more than 2,800 acres, and the mountainous area is more than 40,000 acres.

Due to the inconvenient transportation and very poor economic conditions, some villagers go out to work or go to the city to work temporarily.

There is not a decent road in the whole village, only a dirt road leading to Shanhe Town can barely be driven, and if it rains, it will be difficult to say.

Shangguan Chen saw that some farmland was overgrown with weeds and no one cultivated it, and asked, "Wang Wenwen, why is this farmland uncultivated?"

Wang Sihai said with a wry smile: "Now almost one-third of the farmland in the village is uncultivated, the reason is that the price of agricultural production materials has risen sharply in recent years, coupled with the rise in labor wages, the crops produced by one acre of land are just equal to the cost of inputs, and some are still losing money, so some villagers would rather abandon the farmland and go out to work than farm." ”

"Is there a shortage of water here?" Shangguan Chen asked.

"There is never a shortage of water here," Wang Sihai pointed to the mountain in front of him, "There is a reservoir in that mountain, which is enough to use these farmlands. ”

Looking at the barren farmland in front of him, as well as the scattered dilapidated villages, Shangguan Chen couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. "Didn't the two village committees think of ways to help the villagers get rich?"