Seeing the land lord leaving, Qiu Ping immediately sharpened his knife...... Oh no, it's the enthusiasm for Xiucai.

For low-level civil servants like them, there are not many opportunities to encounter such a high-quality fat sheep. Although it cannot be said that birds do not poop in Huangao Village, it is true that the cultural movement was not prosperous in the past.

The last time I was admitted to Xiucai was a hundred years ago.

Not...... It's the land lord.

Qiu Ping looked at the sleeping Jing Xinghuai, and his body turned into a black mist and penetrated into the other party's body.

Jing Xinghuai...... Jing Xinghuai! ”

Jing Xinghuai was sleeping soundly, but suddenly heard someone calling him.

He got up in a daze, but found himself between the layers of white clouds, and when he looked up, there was a majestic palace in the distance, which was extremely brilliant.

Overhead, a huge sun shining with endless brilliance descended on the sky, shining all shadows.

Jing Xinghuai watched all this dumbfounded, he had seen countless beauties in the world, but he had never seen such a magnificent scene.

He has always been a poet, but he can't say a word at the moment.

"This showman, this god is giving you a salute, why don't you ignore it? Could it be that he looks down on this god? At this moment, an immature boy's voice came from below Jing Xinghuai.

Jing Xinghuai hurriedly came back to his senses and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

But I saw a three-foot-tall boy standing not far away, the boy's little face looked black, his head was a little broad, and there were two whiskers on his lips, which made people look a little funny.

But Jing Xinghuai did not mean to despise it at all, and extraordinary people have extraordinary appearances. And this boy has a faint glow around him, looking like a god.

"The villain Jing Xinghuai has seen the gods." Jing Xinghuai hurriedly went up to greet him.

"This god is due to certain ...... Ahem...... For special reasons, I was appointed as the well god of Huangao Village, and today I heard that Xiucai wrote poems from your ancient well, and I specially summoned you to meet him. Qiu Ping put his little hand behind his back and said in an old-fashioned manner.

For this meeting, he can be described as painstaking.

Gods and spirits can dream, but there is a rule for dreams, that is, you must not trespass your rank.

For example, Qiu Ping, a little god from the ninth grade, if you become a city god or a dragon king to support your dreams, it is arrogance.

But the thing about Qiu Ping's chicken thief is that what he revealed was his true Shinto nature, but he just added some light effects to himself, and by the way, he changed the environment. Normal gods give people dreams, and they have to show some grandeur to show the majesty of Shinto.

It's just that Qiu Ping has transformed into the scene of the heavenly realm, and the majesty is even greater.

Ordinary gods don't have this convenience, they can't enter the heavenly realm once in their lives, and their fantasies about the heavenly realm can only be the emperor's golden hoe.

After listening to Qiu Ping's self-introduction, Jing Xinghuai was even more respectful.

Although the name of the well god sounds a little unremarkable, I didn't hear the god say, the other party served as the well god for a special reason.

Presumably it was originally a god in the sky, but because of what was it that was demoted to the lower realm?

Jing Xinghuai has also read some articles about gods and ghosts on weekdays, and the protagonists in them are often reincarnated as immortals in the sky and go through calamities in the world.

Once the deeds are complete, they will ascend on the other day.

"You scholar, I am very satisfied with the poem that I mentioned for Gu Jingti today, do you have another good work now?" Qiu Ping looked breezy and calm, but he secretly longed in his heart.

Poetry can spread his reputation more widely, and it will be of great benefit to the stability of his godhood.

It's a pity that Jing Xinghuai's head was in chaos at this time, where could he still hold back the words.

Fortunately, Qiu Ping was mentally prepared, and his heart was not too entangled.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk slowly." In Qiu Ping's thoughts, a table and two chairs appeared out of thin air.

On that table, there was also a plate, which contained seven or eight irregular, almost spherical objects, which were not like pills, and candy was not like candy.

However, these irregular spheres are overflowing with gold and red brilliance at the moment, and they look particularly strange.

"Scholar, you eat, you're welcome." Qiu Ping took the lead in picking up one, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

In order to entertain the scholars, he paid a lot of money, and these were castrated versions of flour mixed with the residues of celestial fish food.

It's not that Qiu Ping is stingy, it's really that he is worried that mortals can't support this big supplement if they eat Heavenly Realm fish food.

Although the thing in front of him didn't look very delicious, Jing Xinghuai couldn't resist it, so he still picked one up and put it in his mouth.

"Vomit ......"

In an instant, a pungent smell mixed with herbs and fishy smells entered his mouth, making his brain much clearer.

But it was so unpalatable that he couldn't swallow it at all, and his stomach twitched.

"What's wrong? Isn't it tasty? Qiu Ping looked at the other party a little strangely, this fish food is the world's top delicacy, and he feels extremely happy every time he eats it.

"In the mortal womb of the lower flesh, this thing is really not blessed......" Jing Xinghuai reluctantly showed a smile, gritted his teeth and swallowed the residue with saliva, and only felt that the river was overturned in his abdomen.

"Then you're really missing an opportunity." Qiu Ping shook his head, and ate the rest of the fish food as if he were eating jelly beans.

He didn't mean to lie about this, fish food contains the power of heavenly herbs, which is very nourishing for mortals, not to mention prolonging life, but it can also ensure good health.

Qiu Ping saw that he was having trouble swallowing, so he poured him a glass of well water.

This well water was nourished by his [nectar] priesthood, sweet and cool, which made Jing Xinghuai feel a lot more comfortable.

The two chatted casually, talking about studies, people's livelihood, and local customs.

Jing Xinghuai looked young, but he had been to many places, which made Qiu Ping know a lot about the outside world.

Qiu Ping crossed over to be a small loach, and later grew a few years old and was named a god, and has been staying in Gujing, and his footprints have never left Changning County.

Usually there is no one to speak, and his knowledge of the world is really limited.

The information he got from Jing Xinghuai gave him some of the true appearance of this world.

"By the way, I heard that you are going to take a strategic test in the autumn? Then I will talk to you about some of my insights and experiences in the world over the years. ”

"Oooh...... The villain listened carefully. ”

Jing Xinghuai had just poured a stomach full of water, and he was making a noise at the moment, feeling a little uncomfortable. But when he saw Qiu Ping's appearance of talking about sexuality, he couldn't bear to interrupt, so he had to continue to listen.

"This vast world is infinitely vast, and countless countries have naturally been born. Due to the differences in habits and environments, countless types of government and state ...... have also emerged."

Qiu Ping cleared his throat, and relied on some fragmented knowledge he had obtained on the Internet in his previous life, and began to talk nonsense.