The main book of the Ping An Division was not there, and only Song Yu was left in charge. No matter how much Qi Huai rejects him as an outsider, he still has to give him three points of thin noodles.

Help him prepare for this...... Town-wide lectures.

The people in Qinghe Town say that there are not too much, and it is not too little, there are thousands of people, and ordinary places can't put so many people at all. In desperation, Qi Huai contributed the flat land behind his house to watch the play for Song Yu's use.

In order to allow everyone to hear his speech and explain his demands, Song Yu divided the town into three waves according to the streets and asked someone to help make a record.

Speaking of which, I would like to thank Mr. Qi for his generous help, without his help in summoning, Song Yu would not have been able to gather all the people of Qinghe Town in batches. Of course, he also knew that the reason why Qi Huai would help so thoroughly was also to let Song Yu know that his position in Qinghe Town was irreplaceable.

Of course, he can only invite those who worship the evil gods, but the human heart is immeasurable, and no one can guarantee that those who do not worship the idol of the evil gods do not have prayer and faith in their hearts.

"As for me, it is Song Yu, the trusted steward of the Qinghe Town Safety Division, I believe that so many things have happened during this time, and everyone has heard of me......" In order to let everyone hear his speech clearly, Song Yu deliberately transformed the stage, surrounded it on three sides, and tried to make stereo surround sound as much as possible, and strive to make everyone in every corner hear.

Hearing Song Yu's speech, someone below immediately answered: "I know, that person who arrested us to the Peace Division for no reason, and almost killed us by strange ghosts!" After he finished speaking, the scene was filled with laughter and disgust.

Song Yu glanced at Qi Huai, who was sitting beside him, and didn't miss the smile on his lips. As if noticing Song Yu's gaze, Qi Huai quickly restrained his smile, covered his lips with one hand and coughed twice, and the following quickly quieted down, but no one paid attention to Song Yu anymore.

For a while, the people did everything, and the most outrageous thing was that Song Yu also saw an old lady in the corner who took out a wool and knitted a sweater.

Song Yu couldn't help but sigh, fortunately he was just a player, and he didn't have the slightest interest in Qinghe Town. Otherwise, these thorns and snakes would be enough for him to drink a pot.

He didn't say anything more, but glanced at Xie Nanshi who was standing aside. The corners of Xie Nanshi's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything, stepped forward and unwrapped a package and dumped the contents down, which was full of gold, silver and jewelry. Although they are all small pieces, they are enough for these ordinary people who are used to being poor for a year.

For a while, under the sun, it almost blinded everyone's eyes. This time, the square was truly silent. In their lives, they had never seen so much gold and silver treasure. Even Qi Huai's eyelids couldn't help but lift.

Song Yu laughed, and sat directly on the front edge of the stage with his legs crossed: "Do you know me now?" I am Song Yu, the new steward of the Ping'an Division of Qinghe Town, and I am very happy to join the big family of Qinghe Town, and the purpose of my arrival is to lead everyone to get rich together! Build a better home together! This money is the initial investment in the construction of the home. ”

"What a good man to be in charge of!"

"We're going to do a good job! Listen to the steward! ”

"Long live the steward!"

There was a lot of applause below, and there were all kinds of shouts. As a modern young man who has no concept of imperial power, Song Yu also accepted these titles very calmly.

This time, as soon as he raised his hand, he stopped the cheers below: "I don't know much about the people in the town, each of you can go up to the stage and write down your wishes and what you want to do, as long as it is not murder and arson against your conscience, this steward will do his best to help you accomplish it." You can also take one piece of gold and silver on this table, do you think it's good?! ”

"Good!" The answer below is very neat and loud.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I need a few people here to help everyone count their wishes, and after doing it, you can get an extra reward, is there anyone willing to do it?" ”

The people below raised their hands in unison, as if they were afraid that they would not lift high enough, and several young people put their feet up.

Song Yu thought for a while and added: "You have to be able to write." ”

There were only a few scattered people left who raised their hands this time, and Song Yu casually clicked at the seven people who were pleasing to the eye: "You go to them to get paper and pencils, and if you don't understand anything, you can ask them, and be sure to record everyone's demands." ”

Song Yu pointed to Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen, who were standing with blank eyes on the side, and in front of everyone's eyes, he got up with a smile and patted his butt and left.

The rest of the work is watched by Xie Nanshi and Du Anchen, there will be no mistakes, he has paid for his ideas, he has to leave some work for others!

He noticed Qi Huai's slightly gloomy gaze when he stared at his back, but he didn't care, in Song Yu's cognition, he and Qi Huai did not conflict. Qi Huai wants to be in charge of Qinghe Town, he will be in charge, and he is also happy to use the east wind to get so many townspeople, and after the evil god is done, he will decisively go to the next place.

Therefore, Song Yu didn't pay much attention to Qi Huai, he still wanted to go back to rest early, save some energy, and save it for tomorrow to continue speaking!

……

"Good grandson, are you hungry, you've been asleep for two days, you should have been hungry a long time ago."

In the guest room of the Heian Division, a thin old man with a wrinkled face sat on the edge of the bed, his hands trembling and wanted to touch his grandson who was lying motionless on the bed, but he had to stop when he saw the charms on his body, and finally just touched the little thumb and fingertips of the little grandson who was the only one that was not attached to the charm with his rough hands, and for a while the old man burst into tears: "My good grandson, you get up quickly, it's all the old man's fault!" ”

The old man whimpered for a moment, and watched his little grandson's lips squirm with blank eyes, as if he subconsciously wanted to pray like a god, praying that his grandson would wake up soon.

"If you pray with the evil god of Raushzi again, your grandson will really not be able to come back." Song Yu didn't know when he walked in, leaning against the door frame behind his back, and looking at the old man with his hands on his chest: "Or is your grandson not as important as the evil god, and you plan to sacrifice your grandson to save the evil god?" ”

"Nonsense!" The old man subconsciously retorted, turned his head and wanted to curse, but after facing Song Yu's eyes, he retracted it in a sneer. There are no officials in Qinghe Town, and the steward of the Ping An Division is already the top official for him, and it is difficult to see him in ordinary times, let alone scold.

After all, the class concept of this era is still deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

Song Yu didn't care about the old man's excitement, he casually pulled a chair and sat down: "I know that worshipping God is already a deep-rooted thing for you believers, and you are used to pinning your hopes on that evil god when you are desperate. But now the situation is noticeably different......"

Song Yu pointed to the child on the bed: "Do you remember what your purpose was in worshipping the evil god in the first place?" ”

The old man subconsciously looked at his little grandson with a hideous face, how could he forget...... He worships the evil god for the sake of his little grandson, and his only remaining relative.

After discovering the evil god parasite, Song Yu had already inquired about the situation of the two grandfathers and grandsons. The old man's name is Zheng Huishan, and his wife died of miscarriage in her early years, leaving only one posthumous child. He didn't continue the string for his son, and he was a father and a mother to pull the child to grow up, watching his son marry a wife and have children, he thought he could enjoy his old age in peace, but he didn't expect his son and daughter-in-law to die unexpectedly, leaving him with a little grandson Zheng Xiaoxi who was less than one year old.

The hardships of life have never let go of this old man whose temples have turned gray, Xiaoxi was diagnosed with heart palpitations by the doctor at the age of four, even if he was born in a rich family, it is difficult to grow up safely, let alone a poor family like them.

The old man, who was crushed by life, has been worshipping the gods since that day, hoping that the gods will bless his little grandson to grow up smoothly. Miraculously, under his sincere prayers, Xiaoxi's body really became healthy day by day, and he never fell ill again. How did he know that what he was worshipping was not a god at all, but an evil cult that originally intended to encroach on human skin, and after tasting the smell of incense and faith, he changed his mind and began to raise humans in captivity in reverse, and even spent a little faith to repair Xiaoxi's body for this purpose.

"It is precisely because Xiaoxi's body was nourished by the evil god with the power of faith, and it has become the most suitable shell for the evil god, this dog thing planned to borrow Xiaoxi's body to leave when faith could not bring him evolution." Song Yu glanced at the stream lying on the bed with some pity, this child is really bitter, if he can choose, death is much happier than having his soul eaten away.

It seems that he didn't watch the plot animation carefully enough when he was a week, and he didn't notice the final ending of this child, and it seems that he can't escape the fate of becoming an evil god completely with the current trend.

"I'll just say why the line of the initial copy is so strange.,Walk a bunch of side quests to watch a plot animation and it's gone.,It seems that the content found this time is the real beginning of the game.。 The beginning of the birth of an evil god.

Zheng Huishan naturally didn't understand the words muttered by Song Yu behind, he stared at his grandson for a long time, and then suddenly got up and knelt straight in front of Song Yu.

Song Yu was startled and hurriedly avoided the side, although he knew very well in his heart that the other party was

PC, but he can't stand the worship of an old man of such an age.

Afraid of losing life.

Zheng Huishan had no idea at this time, and his head slammed on the ground: "My lord! Please help me and let God ...... Would it be nice to let that demon get on my body?! My good grandson is so young......"

Are you an evil god raised by me? Whoever is on it will be on whom? Song Yu even dragged and pulled, but he couldn't pull this thin old man, but let the old man adjust his direction, and his two heads slammed into Song Yu, who couldn't avoid it for a while. Song Yu's heart is really galloping, and he can't care about being polite there: "The only one who can save your grandson is you, your own grandfather, it's useless for you to kowtow to me!" ”

Although Zheng Huishan is old and ignorant, but from another point of view, he is also a human spirit who has lived for so many years, and he suddenly heard a little sign from Song Yu's words. He stopped kowtowing, put his head on the scarred, and looked hopeful: "Please also give me advice!" ”

Song Yu patted the other party's shoulder, with a solemn expression: "It is better to believe in gods than to believe in science." ”