The matter of damaged idols is still very simple to deal with.

Just need to simply mend the cracks,

Pick out a few more robes made of red cloth that have been used in the past and put them over to cover them.

Moreover, you have to pick the kind that is blackened by incense and covered with dust.

Otherwise, the glamorous one attracts attention.

However, this can only hide from ordinary pilgrims and those who come to worship God and Buddha with a debt.

But some people will find some clues in the slight anomaly, but it doesn't really matter.

In this era when the legend of demons and ghosts is spread in the countryside, and people in the city die from time to time, no one will take the risk of lifting the robe of the gods to find out.

As long as the outer robe is not lifted, no one will know what is going on inside.

But the truth of the matter can only be kept within a very low limit, and it is impossible to restrict the spread of the matter.

Even if the temple is strict,

Their brothers and sisters also have to go and inform the county magistrate in Gucheng,

See if you can get help from him, or the government office above, many dare not ask for extravagance, but at least the broken statues in the City God Temple must be selected from the county records to fill the vacancy.

The county order is known, and there are few officials in the county government who can hide it, and then there are rich families in the city, and the news will spread more and more widely under the interweaving of various interests.

In the end, except for those nerds who don't listen to what is going on outside the window and only read the books of the sages.

Almost the entire city can hear more or less about chasing the wind and shadows.

But by then, months or even half a year have passed, and no matter how slow the government responds, the statue should have been repaired.

Without the source, everything will naturally be calm and peaceful.

Thinking about it, the senior brother turned around and walked out of the main hall, looking up just to see the hazy hair moon in the sky.

The heart that had just calmed down was slammed again.

He knows

I'm afraid I won't be able to get a good night's sleep tonight.

......

Zhang Ke stood in the courtyard,

The left and right hands hold the cangyu and the wood carving respectively.

He raised his head, facing the mountains in the distance, his eyes scanned back and forth at the mountains and forests in the distance, the wind above his head was hunting, and any wind and grass that fell on his eyes would not hesitate to cut it down.

Though the great figure is gone,

But there was always a shadow in Zhang Ke's heart, and he refused to disperse for a long time.

His mind traveled freely in the village, but once he reached the outside of the village, it was like falling into a quagmire and swamp, and it was difficult to move an inch.

The farther away, the more serious the breath of rejection becomes, and even the disturbance from the outside world is serious.

After Shen Nian turned over a mountain, Zhang Ke even felt that the earth under his feet was yelling at him: Get out!

The sound was deafening.

But the body is not hindered from going out, but it is also not good to release the divine thoughts, and the range of perception is not even as far as the range that the eyes can scan, and he didn't dare to go farther, Zhang Ke retreated to the village in time.

The current situation is like someone has built a wall between the mountains and forests outside the village.

His range of activities was confined to the small mountain village and the limited few hundred acres of land outside the nearby village. ….

It's like a prey that has fallen into a trap and can't find a way out of the pit, so it can only wait for the hunter to come to the door and give him a fatal knife.

Looking up at the depths of the mountain again,

Zhang Ke's eyes flickered,

Abandoning many complicated and useless thoughts, he has gradually become scheming in his heart.

With a wave of his hand,

A wind blade shot out of his hand, splitting the wooden bolt at the back of the main house, and the old wooden door opened a crack in a "creaking" sound, revealing Mrs. Han who was lying behind the door and tilting her head to peep.

'Smack! ，

Looking at the floating idol in the courtyard, he slowly turned around

, As if looking at herself through the red cloth, Mrs. Han's legs were weak and knelt directly on the ground, her legs suddenly dilated after a long time of crouching, and the tingling pain made her feel like a cat scratching.

But no matter how unbearable it was, she knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move.

Without it,

At the gate of the courtyard, the few headless mountain charms that fell to the ground are the best evidence.

Zhang Ke is not surprised that Han Pozi only stares at the statue and does not look at his own movements, his current body can be said to be a true spirit manifestation, and it can also be regarded as a divine body.

Although it is a weakened replica fabricated by the game with reference to his real body before entering the game, Yongding River, miasma... Many means were not brought together, so that Zhang Ke in the copy lacked a lot of means to deal with it.

But no matter what, the replica is also a divine body, he doesn't take the initiative, and it's still not something that mortals can see at will.

If she really stared at Zhang Ke when they met, then he would be happy.

Zhang Ke would never mind carefully interrogating and examining this old woman.

Now, the means still have to be gentle, put the statue one meter away from Han Pozi, and a wind blade cut the hemp rope and red cloth wrapped on it, exposing the statue.

Zhang Ke didn't speak either.

Let this Han Pozi feel herself to the statue.

And across the door,

Han Pozi, who was kneeling on the ground, was obscured by the door frame, but she still felt that the gaze outside the house was becoming more and more solemn and cold as time passed.

Between his nose, he could faintly smell the faint smell of the corpse of the mountain ghost outside, and a faint smell of blood.

'Boom! ，

Mrs. Han swallowed her saliva with difficulty, knelt on the ground and bowed again:

"Daxian, don't blame me, I am also entrusted by people, loyal to people,

In this way, if you really like that family, give some hints, and I will do it immediately, and ask his family to respectfully invite you back step by step, how about it?" As she spoke, Mrs. Han quietly raised her head and glanced at it.

I didn't see the hint I wanted, but I matched the blurred face of the statue.

In a trance, she saw a face, a face with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were looking at her—bad!

Could it be, this person has a crush on me, right?

Mrs. Han wanted to cry without tears.

I knew that she didn't talk much, and brought this one back, but now it's hard to send God.

I accidentally joined this industry when I was young.

Until now, more than 20 years have passed, and there is no man who does not say it, let alone the service of a son and a daughter. When she heard that doing this guild would affect her family, she ran to live in the next village, trembling for so many years. ….

once thought that this life was like this, lonely and lonely, and when he died, he let the nephews of the family help him bury himself.

But who would have thought that it could be even more unlucky!

Although she is very reluctant to invite the family fairy, she doesn't want to be at the mercy of others alive, and she can't be at peace when she dies, and her soul is also pulled to be used as a cow and a horse.

But in order to die or live now, she knows very well how to choose.

She was ruthless and kowtowed a few more times:

"Then please wait a little longer, old man,

I'm going to ask someone to slaughter chickens and pigs, and I'll have to build a shrine... In this way, the small room has to be cleaned up, and I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up today, so it is better to pick an auspicious day recently, do you think?"

「...」

Zhang Ke originally just wanted to borrow her for use.

After all, the 'Encyclopedia of Spells' that I found in the house before, which recorded the spells of Fu Ping and the spell of inviting the gods, these two can be cast without mana, and he just said what he needs at that time.

It's like being in love.

Being actively chased by a girl is completely different from actively chasing a girl.

The former you open your mouth and everything comes naturally, and the latter has to be picked around when you lick the dog, and if you don't get it, don't say it, in case any rich guy passes a paragraph, my heart will be broken.

I didn't expect this person to become more crooked the more he thought about it

, please come into the house yourself and give her a pretend?

Crazy!

"Land!"

Looking at Mrs. Han, who had an embarrassed face, Zhang Ke said helplessly.

Listening to the sound that was about to deafen her ears, Mrs. Han was sincerely afraid.

The whole body can't lift the strength.

"This, I don't count it!"

She wanted to sacrifice herself, but instead of taking a fancy to her, she set her sights on the whole village.

Zhang Ke snorted coldly and said that he was not in a hurry, let her go to the nearby villages and towns to have a look, and it would not be too late to give him an answer when she came back.

Although Mrs. Han didn't know why she said that, she didn't dare to ask.

When the statue was removed from the door and returned to the courtyard, she hurriedly got up, and hurried away, ignoring the dust on her body.

Time passes minute by minute,

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Mrs. Han and a large group of villagers gathered outside the courtyard, and a group of people still had frightened expressions on their faces, until they saw the statue still in the courtyard, everyone first breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Great Immortal, you are really a living bodhisattva who saves suffering!"

"Yes, yes, sister, didn't Daxian say that he wants to be the land grandfather of our village, quick, hurry up and carry out the previous sedan chair, and we will carry it together."

「......」

The crowd was chattering and their voices were extremely noisy, but some gossip still reached his ears along the mind.

Zhang Ke didn't expect that after a night, several surrounding villages and even nearby towns had died, adding up to twenty or thirty.

Speaking of which, he only vaguely felt that the bloody atmosphere in the nearby village was quite strong through his divine thoughts.

But because the distance was too far, Zhang Ke's tentacles couldn't reach out, and he really needed to deter the villagers, so he arranged for Mrs. Han to take them to find out the news.

I thought it would be great to die three or five, but I didn't expect the situation to be so bad.

Moreover, in this case, the people in the dungeon did not gather near the big city, but were still scattered among the countryside, could it be that such a situation is rare? ….

But he saw that there were a lot of gadgets in the room next to him, so how could he explain this?

With doubts, Zhang Ke was carried to the Land Temple by a group of villagers.

It is said to be a land temple, but it is actually an abandoned earthen house.

It has fallen into disrepair, the mud roof is overgrown with weeds, the surrounding walls are pitted by wind and rain, and the outside of the house is still painted with some patterns, but it has become mottled and unrecognizable over time.

There was something entrenched in it before, but it was rushed by the popularity accumulated by many villagers, and they fled.

Inside the house, the cobwebs were dense and the dust was heavy, the offerings that had been placed on the table were covered by dust, and the incense burner was even more dusty, and only a shape could barely be seen.

When the sculpture was carried over, the people inside were still cleaning, and before entering the door, he just saw a few villagers carrying a headless, dusty clay sculpture walking out.

It's dark.

Zhang Kecai was sent to the Land Temple.

The villagers did not leave, but took advantage of the night to start the sacrifice, incense candles, yellow table paper burning green smoke curled up in the night.

During the day, the horrors that happened in other villages, and even in towns, were like a talisman, urging them.

No one knows if those mountain charms will come tonight, and no one dares to guarantee that the one in the statue will still protect the peace of their village tonight, and no one wants to be the one who has their head eaten by the mountain ghosts.

Naturally, many rules have been left behind.

Fortunately, they are not the statues of the gods of Kaiguang invited from the temple, most of them are dyed with incense and have a trace of divinity, if you want to put them in the temple and be effective, there are many rules to be followed, and it is very troublesome to make a wrong step, let alone be tossed by the villagers late at night.

If the spirit does not work for the time being, it is more likely to attract snooping and be occupied by the dove.

The wood carving has Zhang Ke in charge.

What's more, a [seven-grade] god personally deigned to serve as a land god who was not even a nine-grade, let alone robbing, if he dared to take a look at Zhang Ke more, he had to give two mouths, so that they could have a long memory.

As the villagers stepped forward to worship, they recited the blessing of the land lord.

There is also a force in the sculpture that is slowly accumulating, until the last villager steps forward and bows down with incense, and that power bursts out of the sculpture.

Along with it, a dappled wisp of smoke emanated from the top of each villager's head.

But in an instant,

The smoke fell in front of the statue, intertwined with the force and transformed into a thin book, and at the same time the names of the villagers; Birthday; What was said in the village this year, one by one came to his mind.

At the same time, there is also a game announcement in front of me:

[You have received the collective worship and worship of the villagers of Xiashan Village, and you have obtained the qualification of the land god]

[Detected that the land in front of Shimoyama Village has died and is inheriting the throne]

[Condensing the land register... Changing the Ownership of the Theocracy]

【You work in the land of Xiashan Village (from the nine products)】

[Divine power: You have obtained the ownership of 3,600 acres of land under the jurisdiction of Xiashan Village, you have obtained some nether authority, and you are updating the skill list...]

[Ground-qi erection (remnant); Dreams; Blessing and longevity; Bad luck; Harvest of five grains (remnants); Recruiting (7)...]

The font kept scrolling under Zhang Ke's eyes, and at the same time, his mind also carried the knowledge that was constantly instilled.

In his perception, the village of Xiashan Village, including the cultivated land of nearby villagers, has become an extension of Zhang Ke's body, and he can vaguely feel that there is a space being opened up in this land temple.

Not only did these prompts, but in addition, Zhang Ke also obtained the land staff and the artifact plate brick production method.

The former allows Zhang Ke to go wherever he wants on this 3,600 acres of land, knocking on crutches, and occasionally using it as a weapon to beat some eyeless mountain spirits and wild monsters.

The latter is a must-have weapon for sneak attacks when going out at home!

Of course, none of this matters.......

Stupid Bunny-kun