The paper boat was no bigger than a palm, and its whole body was golden, similar to the paper boats that were stacked during mortal sacrifices.

"The candle is burning, the lonely soul is extradited, sick!" The woman re-manifested from the mist, chanting a mantra in her mouth, and a raging fire appeared on the surface of the paper boat, which could not be damaged even if the water outside was turbulent.

The woman stepped out and stood on the paper boat, moving faster all of a sudden.

Under the flames, the cold and turbidity in the water were suddenly discharged, revealing a wide passage.

"Well, I'm not on the boat yet."

Qiu Ping shouted, did this woman forget herself, he hurriedly sped up a point, and wanted to get close to the paper boat.

But the woman ignored it at all, and even accelerated the paper boat, leaving Qiu Ping far behind.

Qiu Ping used fish food to restore his divine power, which was not comparable to the speed of the magic weapon.

Qiu Ping's little fin swung in place a few times, and the whole fish was stupid.

"Yes, we are just a tool man, and people have not unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, they are already considered conscience." Qiu Ping laughed at himself, he would self-regulate, since this woman had her back to Chenghuang, her background was naturally prominent. In the eyes of the other party, I am afraid that I am just a means of transportation, no different from the paper boat.

Well, maybe the paper boat is a little more expensive.

Qiu Ping shook his beard, and then dispersed his divine power, allowing the power of Yin Si to rush upward, pushing him back to the Yang Realm at a very fast speed.

The more he went up, the more comfortable he felt.

After all, he is a god in the world, not a ghost in the underworld, and he is very uninterested in the breath of the underworld.

……

This time the turmoil passed quietly, which made Qiu Ping, who had always been worried, a little uncomfortable.

It's like I've prepared a bunch of foreplay, and I've taken off my pants, that's it?

Although he didn't want to go down, he was dumped, and it wasn't so cool after all.

Still dumped by a woman.

Where the fart in Huangao Village is bigger, even the trivial things in the village will look vigorous.

Sometimes, Qiu Ping even feels that his work rhythm is the same as that of those people in the village, when the farming is busy, the men and women in the village have to work in the fields, and he has to follow the clouds and rain. The villagers were idle, and all he had left to do was paddle and look up at the sky every day.

However, after a long period of boring and boring days, there will always be some things.

Even if it's not a good thing.

The day before yesterday, a few and a half children in the village went to climb the mountain, and they didn't know how to keep their mouths shut, and they dared to eat any wild fruit they saw.

No, I ate a group of people with food poisoning all at once.

These boys vomited and diarrhea, and after a day or two, they were about to collapse.

Several families cry dad and call mother, these half-sized children are the treasures of the family, and it is not easy to raise them so big, I can't say that they are gone.

In the end, the people in the village really didn't know what to do, so they could only kowtow and burn incense in front of the land temple all day long, hoping that the land lord would appear and save these children.

But there is nothing the land lord can do.

His priesthood is to bless the village with a good harvest, and he is in charge of agriculture-related matters, and there is no good way for him to cure diseases and save people.

Simply, he really thought of himself as a straw clay sculpture, and closed his eyes and ears as if he had heard nothing.

The adults in the village offered offerings and incense and candles to the land lords, but some of the children could not stand it.

"What bullshit, it's all a lie. Brother Gouzi, they are so good, why didn't he save them? ”

"Yes, it's useless, and I eat so many delicious foods."

After the elders had gone away, the urchins were no longer restrained, and they went to the temple of the land, and brought out the statue of the lord of the land, and one of the children drew a big turtle on his face with a pen.

"Ouch."

The land lord was resting in his own one-third of an acre, and suddenly there was a big turtle on his face.

"This ...... This, this is simply insulting! ”

The land lord rubbed his face vigorously, and the big turtle seemed to grow in the flesh.

The clay statue in the outside world is the basis for the god of the land. Any changes in the outside world will be reflected on his appearance.

"These monkey cubs, I'll find your parents in a dream at night and discipline you well!"

There is nothing the Lord of the Land can do, his god position is too low, it is difficult to appear in front of people, and he can only do the act of supporting dreams.

Just as he was about to stay up until the evening, he found that the children had already begun to unbutton their pants and pee on his statue.

"It's over!"

The land lord's mind is blank, if he is urinated, won't he become a joke in Changning County in the future?

He didn't dare to imagine what his colleagues would look at him when he went to Chenghuang to report on his work in the future.

"Shhhh

Seven or eight naughty boys giggled and surrounded the statue of the Lord of the Land, and as soon as they took off their pants, they wanted to moisten the water.

But I don't know what's going on, a few people "booed" for a long time, and they couldn't squeeze out a drop of urine.

It's not that they don't have the urge to pee, on the contrary, under the deliberate urging, they already want to pee. But the water outlet seemed to be blocked by something, and not a drop could come out.

After a stalemate for a long time, several naughty boys felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so they grabbed their pants and walked back.

But as soon as they turned around, the valve below was as if it was loose, and the water could no longer stop coming out, and as they walked, their pants were soaked in a blink of an eye.

One by one, after being stunned for a while, they cried "wow".

It is estimated that after going back, a meal at home is indispensable.

Qiu Ping hung in the dark, shaking his head slightly.

These naughty boys are really ignorant and fearless, it is not a big deal to draw a turtle on the face of the land lord, and there used to be a dragon king who was dragged out of the statue to expose to the sun because it couldn't rain.

But to pee on the head of the idol is serious.

The land lord could have reduced the production of Huang'ao Village in the coming year, and Chenghuang would not blame him, because this is the right he should enjoy.

Shinto is inherently both graceful and powerful, and if the people lose their reverence for Shinto, the Shinto system will collapse in half.

As the saying goes, God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like hell.

"Thank you for your help." Seeing that the naughty boys dispersed, the land lord also came out of the temple, and he still had a big turtle on his face, but he managed to escape the humiliation of being urinated.

"Land lord, you and I are colleagues, but also neighbors. There may be some friction on weekdays, but at critical times, we are still on the same front. Qiu Ping said with a smile.

He belongs to the spirit of the god, has his own body, and his ability to intervene in the present world is far stronger than that of the land lord, he can naturally use his supernatural powers, so that those naughty boys can't pee.

"Alas, I can't blame them for this, I only blame the old man for his incompetence, and he can't save those teenagers." The land of Huangao Village was a member of the village during his lifetime, and everyone was equivalent to his juniors.

But if he can't save him, he can't save him, and even if he smashes him, he can't do anything.