The slanting sun dyes the green waves, and the strong wind blows the hills.

Mo Chuan sat in front of the Jiuyao Cave, looking at the sunset in the Jing Wilderness, which had a different flavor, but there was a hint of muttering in his heart.

Since he received a piece of incense from the woman last night, and he sent the monk of Dengcao and Yasan'er, it has been half a night and a day, and there has been no news at all.

This made Mo Chuan suspect, did those two goblins take the opportunity to run away?

Or was it eaten by a goblin?

Looking for a cow, can it take so long?

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

As soon as I thought of it in my heart, an incense flame came out, and when I opened it, it was the incense of the lamp grass monk.

“…… Cultivating cattle into fine? ”

Hearing the edict of the Lamp Grass Monk, Mo Chuan was somewhat surprised in his heart.

His heart moved, and his figure disappeared into the cavern.

When it reappeared, it was already thousands of miles away in an unknown barren mountain.

Under the sunset, the monk of the lamp grass is offering incense in his hand, and there is a murmur. Not far away, an old ploughing ox with two horns was kneeling on the ground, and the three teeth next to him were staring at him.

When Mo Chuan appeared, the old cultivator was startled, if it weren't for Ya San'er's grinning and intimidation, I am afraid that he would have already gotten up and fled.

"Master Dao, you're here! You see, this is the ploughing cow that Grandma lost. ”

When the monk of Dengcao saw Mo Chuan, his face was full of flattery and invitation.

At this time, he had already recovered his nine-inch appearance, but the size of the Wishful Spell Yuan Qi had been exhausted.

However, the appearance is still the appearance of a child, but it has been permanently changed by Mo Chuan.

At this time, when the old cultivator heard the words of the monk Dengcao, he trembled with fright and begged for mercy again and again.

"Master Dao, don't kill me, don't kill me, I have no merit and hard work, I have cultivated the land for thirteen years, and I can cover this mountain when I put it together, I just want to live......"

"What's going on?"

When Mo Chuan heard this, he asked curiously.

"Daoye, it said that the grandmother's son wanted to kill it and eat meat, and it was afraid, so it took advantage of the night to bite the cow's chew and escape."

Monk Dengcao explained succinctly.

When the old cultivator heard this, he also pretended to be pitiful and begged for mercy, and finally let Mo Chuan understand the cause and effect.

It turned out that this ploughing cow also made a big opportunity, about seven or eight years ago, in a daze, he ate a spiritual grass in the mountains, and gradually gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

The first birth of a goblin, without the world.

The old ploughing ox was ignorant, so he kept following his instinct and stayed in the old woman's house.

Although it is necessary to plow the fields every day, there are people to serve food and shelter, and it is not very hard.

And so it went on for seven or eight years.

Until a while ago, the old woman's son shouted that the cow was old, and while he was not old enough to lose meat, he quickly killed and ate meat, and it was better to sell it for money if it was not good.

Ants are still greedy for life, let alone ploughing cattle?

When the old ploughing cow heard this, where was the reason to stay? hurriedly took advantage of the night and fled.

Because of his timid nature, he didn't stop when he escaped, and ran into the mountains with all his might.

Thanks to Yasan'er's nose, otherwise you may not be able to find it.

Mo Chuan shook his head in his heart after listening to the cause and effect.

It's all right...... It's hard to break!

The old ploughing cow said that it was a demon, in essence, it was still the property of the old woman's family, and it was to be killed and sold.

But if you stand in the perspective of the old cultivator, you can't find anything wrong with escaping?

After all, who doesn't spare their lives?

With his thoughts flickering, Mo Chuan said, "Do you have a name?" ”

Seeing Mo Chuan asking like this, the monk of Dengcao chuckled in his heart, yes, once he asked his name, this was not a beast.

The old cultivator said ignorantly: "Grandma's name is my big horn." ”

"Poor Road is short of a mount, would you like to save some leg strength for Poor Road?"

"This ......" the old cultivator hesitated, obviously no longer trusting humans.

"Forget it, you go, don't hurt people in the future!"

Mo Chuan shook his head, and flicked his fingers and threw a piece of broken silver to the Lamp Grass Monk:

"Go and bury this piece of silver under the cowshed, and say that the ox has become fine, and let it live, and this piece of broken silver is the reward of the big horn, so that they will not look for it again."

Monk Dengcao took the silver and said curiously: "Dao Master, this silver is yours...... Why do you say it's an old cow...... Big horned? ”

Mo Chuan said: "If the villagers know that this silver is poor, the incense of the land temple will be destroyed." ”

Monk Dengcao looked thoughtful when he heard this.

"Go now, go back quickly."

After Mo Chuan finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.

"I, can I go?"

Seeing Mo Chuan leaving, the old cultivator hurriedly stammered and asked, but his eyes looked at Ya San'er.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Ya San'er put away his murderous intentions, and his attitude was a lot kinder.

Hearing this, the old ploughing ox hurriedly opened his four hooves and ran into the bushes with a smoke, full of joy that he escaped with a small life.

……

Let's say that after the monk took the silver money, he obeyed Mo Chuan's instructions and buried it under the cowshed, and then knocked on the old woman's firewood door and told him about ploughing the cattle to repay his kindness.

When the old woman's family heard this, they were naturally skeptical.

However, it is a matter of money, and no matter how mysterious it is, it must be determined.

Taking advantage of the sunset, the family really found excavation traces under the hay in the cowshed, and when they dug it up, they found that there was really money.

Complex emotions at one time are not enough for outsiders.

When it was about to get dark, the old woman patted her thigh, hurriedly asked for incense, and rushed to the deserted land temple at the entrance of the village to make incense and make a vow.

When the villagers saw this, they were greatly surprised, and they stopped to inquire, and they were all embarrassed when they heard that the ploughing cattle had become fine to repay their kindness.

I heard that there was a fairy child in the land temple, and my thoughts suddenly became active.

If this land temple is so effective, why don't we also pray for peace?

Anyway, a few sticks of incense aren't worth much.

For a time, in front of the half-human-high land temple, incense was like a cloud, blackening the sky.

It's a pity that there is no fairy child response this time.

However, after the two seriously ill villagers worshipped, they felt a lot more relaxed, and they slept peacefully at night.

This makes everyone more and more convinced that the land temple is afraid that there is a true god, and many villagers even renovate the land temple to make the true god live more comfortably!

'Another incense start! ’

In the Jiuyao Cave, Mo Chuan looked at the villagers worshipping in front of the Land Temple, and was quite relieved.

The incense offered by these villagers is many and mixed, and the sum of ten people is not as pure as the old woman's one.

But fortunately, most of these incense incense do not need to be repaid.

It is passive income, just like Fuluan View in Qingshui County and Yunji View in Xishan City...... Wait a minute.

Of course, if you ignore it completely, I'm afraid it won't be long before the Land Temple will be abandoned again.

However, having said that, you don't have to do what you want.

Mo Chuan only needs to guarantee "miracles" every once in a while, and this is the best example of this.

Coincidentally, he has the ability to avoid the epidemic with the "scurvy eyes" in his hand.

It's easy to treat some diseases.

If you meet a pious incense person, you can treat it casually, it doesn't take much effort, but it is enough to ensure that the incense will not fade!

'Well, no, it's not just incense......

Suddenly, Mo Chuan felt a familiar and unfamiliar sense of mystery floating in his heart.

He frowned for a long time and slapped his thigh suddenly.

Isn't this the feeling of the people of Shoushan canonizing Lei Jun?

"Yes, this is the land temple, the villagers worship the land, and their words contain prophecies, if they are ordered to continue like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before I can have the location of the land in this village." ’

In the flickering of his thoughts, Mo Chuan summoned the monk of Dengcao and asked the name of the village.

Answer: He Yuan.

'He Yuan land, Shoushan Lei Jun...... It's a little interesting, I don't know if this will be able to connect the land of Kyushu in the long run? ’

"Fluttering—"

The sound of birds flapping their wings drew Mo Chuan's attention back to reality.

Not long after, a familiar voice came from outside the cave.

"Shengqu little god, dare to meet Mingchen Immortal."

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