It is not easy for the land lord, because the assessment between the lands is still quite rolly. Although the god of the land is also a god of good fortune and a serious civil servant, as long as he is a high-ranking person, he is bigger than his official, so he often sighs.

The land temple of Qingxuan Village is also the smallest in the land temple of each village, with poor decoration and general incense, which belongs to the kind that ranks last in the county every time, and it is necessary to notify and criticize it.

Therefore, Old Lady Li's divine body is also the shortest, but when she sees Huang Tian all the time, she doesn't feel that she is short, she is still tall and prestigious.

Later, Huang Tian came to help deal with various official documents, and with the experience of social animals in his previous life, he gradually went up in the rankings, and the assessment was passable.

Perhaps for this reason, Mrs. Li left Huang Tian in the temple, and recognized a godfather and taught him the way of God, but in fact, he accepted a supernumerary staff and took his subordinates as a big soldier, and there was no salary to take, but fortunately, what kind of land lord is still kind and listens to people's persuasion, unlike those bosses with cerebral palsy, who can be angry to death.

There is township land on top of the village land, and the township land is under the general jurisdiction of the urban area according to its respective orientation, and a county town is divided into four urban districts, southeast, northwest and northwest, and one urban area is under the general management of the land.

Further up, there is no county land, but the city god, the land is to cooperate with the city god to do things, but the direct boss is still the back of the land.

Seeing that Li Huangtian listened to the words of the troubled times, his face was sad, so he stopped selling Guanzi: "During the day, I went to the county town to have a meeting, or to talk about this drought matter, we must start the drought work, do a good job in disaster estimation, try to protect agriculture, and protect people's livelihood......

Huang Tian listened to this official tone and felt inexplicably familiar.

"This time is different from the previous meeting, I heard that the county order of Ji County has used the Confucian sacrificial method, sacrificing to the sky and asking for rain, this matter has been heard by the heavens, it should be solved soon, as long as it rains, all problems will not be a problem."

Huang Tian heard this and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, Heavenly Court does things much better than the world, besides, thunder and rain and dew are heavenly graces, and what we think above is not something we can speculate, otherwise Shinto rules the world, and it should be smooth in the wind and rain." ”

"It's also a poor country here for us, a frontier place in East Antarctica, otherwise where can it be so dry for so long before it is known from above, I suspect that something is causing trouble." The land lord sighed: "But we still have to believe in the decisions made above, we Mao are wandering spirits, just do what we have to do." ”

Huang Tian nodded, highly agreeing with the words of the land, and then asked the question about himself with an expectant face: "Did Grandpa Land help me win that matter?" ”

When Huang Tian first arrived, he found that it was a different world, there was a heavenly court, an underworld, and an immortal cultivator, so he didn't want to find a backer, and he could be regarded as taking what he needed, but after a long time, he also had to think of a way out, it was always like this, and it was not a way, the heavens and all the worlds, the end of the examination.

Lord Land said: "That's for sure, I'm out of the horse, and there is something that can't be done?" This one-acre and three-point land in Qingxuan Village, isn't it my decision? ”

"Your problems in the past few years will be reissued as appropriate, it may be a little less, but it is better than nothing."

"But I'm going to participate in an interview in the county, I've already helped you get some relationship, you don't have to look at the topic more, although it's not official, it's just a country god, but in terms of treatment, it's actually not bad, and it's stable, and I'm not afraid of being killed as an obscene sacrifice."

"That's good." Huang Tian sighed, such a world where Shinto is respected, of course, we have to work hard to compile it.

Lord Di comforted Huang Tiandao: "You have been doing things with me for several years, and you have no treatment at all, I will definitely fight for you." Otherwise, I will not be happy to treat you badly. ”

Then he told Huang Tian the gossip rumors with a mysterious face: "This time it's not actually me who is exerting force, it's a nephew and grandchild of Chenghuang, who was originally a scholar who is expected to revitalize his family background and gain fame, but he suddenly died in Yangshi." ”

"Therefore, Chenghuang plans to find a temporary position for his family to arrange, and find an opportunity to become a regular after a while, so he temporarily organized such an exam."

"However, I heard that there are already more than 200 Mao gods, and the gods are interested in competing for places, but all villages and towns, full of calculations, add up, and only plan to recruit more than 20."

"So even if I say hello in advance and help you run several times, you doll can't feel that she is stable, if the results are too ugly, this radish pit will not be your turn."

After saying that, the land showed a few books to Huang Tian, only to see what kind of books such as "Earth God Work Manual" and "Shinto Outline Law" were there.

"Thank you, Grandpa Land!" Huang Tian is a mother with milk, and he thanked him for his kindness.

"Alright." The land curled his beard and said with satisfaction: "During this time, you can tidy up well, and you don't need to do the things on my side, wait for the exam in three days." ”

"Okay, Grandpa the land, I'll go back." Huang Tian waved goodbye as he walked.

I saw Huang come out of the temple and whistle at the sky, and then his exclusive mount flew in like a small fighter jet.

But it was a majestic lark, much larger than usual, and looked like a small falcon.

This lark is a young bird that was pushed out of the nest by the cuckoo, thanks to the insects caught by the yellow sky and fed it, so it is quite spiritual and has become a mount for commuting to and from work in the yellow sky.

"Little Bailing'er, take me home!"

Huang Tian flipped the lark's back, grabbed the feathers on its neck, and bowed down.

I saw Xiao Bailing catapult to start, jumped a few times, flapped his wings, and soon flew into the distance.

Mo flew for about two quarters of an hour, and finally arrived at a mountain forest, Xiao Bailing found a safe place to land, Huang Tian turned over, took a few grains of land and fed it Linggu, patted again, and Xiao Bailing flew away.

After seeing Xiao Bailing fly away, Huang Tiancai urged the supernatural power to escape and escape into the ground.

It's not that Huang Tian can't travel from the Land Temple by relying on his innate escape spell and return to his own lair.

It's just that he is short, only three inches. The speed of escaping to the ground has to go for more than ten miles, which is equivalent to a person with an ordinary body shape escaping hundreds of miles, and it is really embarrassing when the divine power is low.

Without Xiao Bailing's pick-up, Huang Tian would rather shop with the land in the temple than go back on his own.

Returning to the crypt where he was born, the spirit of the earth sensed the return of the "master" and began to become very active, like hot spring water, washing away the tired body, and Huang Tian also had a warm feeling of returning home.