Shi Jian mixed into Jiangzhou City, and as he walked, he began to look around, and the cotton thread Tianzun embroidered on his chest was also looking east and west, looking for anything here that could be used to quickly settle the beliefs of the common people.

I don't know if I don't see it, but it's amazing when I look at it.

The eyes of Cotton Thread Tianzun and Shi Jian were attracted by a huge temple at the same time.

Shi Jian: "Lord Qin, what kind of temple is that temple?" ”

Qin Changqing: "That is the Jiwang Temple, which was built in the Yuan Dynasty, and it is dedicated to the King of Ji, and most of the local people are the good men and women of the Jiwang, and they will burn a pillar of incense if they have nothing to do." ”

Shi Jian: "Oh, it turned out to be King Ji." ”

Both of them were very familiar with King Ji, but Li Daoxuan was confused: Which immortal is King Ji? I'm having a baby again?

Well, Zhangyu is not terrible, as long as there is a computer, Zhangyu will be proficient in encyclopedia immediately.

Li Daoxuan quickly cut back to the body outside the box, typed King Ji on the computer, and searched for ......

The information came in an instant!

It turns out that the king of Ji is Houji, the ancestor of farming, and the god of grains.

Li Daoxuan deeply blamed himself for his ancient knowledge, and then hurried back to the box, and when he came back, he just heard Qin Changqing snort: "Worship this King Ji has a fart, what kind of farming ancestor, when the world is dry, this King Ji is just a decoration, and the untouchables have broken their heads in front of his statue, and it is not that they can't grow any food?" Last year's tax money was dead and refused to be paid, and the official staff killed a few troublemakers, and finally put away the taxes, which almost caused the official to fail the evaluation. ”

As soon as he said this, Cotton Thread Tianzun's cotton thread eyes narrowed, and it was rare to move a killing intention, but he didn't expect Qin Changqing to trigger him with a word.

Shi Jian was also a little annoyed in his heart, but he faced Qin Changqing directly, not wanting him to see what he was thinking, so he just snorted, but there was no expression on his face.

While Qin Changqing was still chattering there, Shi Jian said in a low voice: "Tianzun, this guy seems to be an evil official like Zhang Yaocai. ”

Cotton Thread Tianzun snorted.

The group soon walked to the gate of Jiwang Temple, looked in from the door, and saw that the main gate was a wide courtyard inside, and there were several halls around the courtyard, and in the middle of the hall sat the majestic statue of Jiwang, and a large group of ordinary people crowded in the hall, kowtowing to the statue of Jiwang: "Thank you Jiwang for the rain!" ”

The people in the temple couldn't fit in, so they knelt all over the ground in the courtyard outside, and they all saluted to the statue of King Ji: "Thank you King Ji for the rain!" ”

Li Daoxuan himself is actually an atheist, and he doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but the god King Ji is not simply a god, it is the incarnation of Houji, and Houji is one of the recognized ancestors of my Chinese nation, which is still worthy of respect.

Cotton thread Tianzun also followed and gave King Ji a salute.

But he heard Qin Changqing snort, and said loudly to the people kneeling in the courtyard: "Cheap people, it has been raining for several days, and next year will be a good year. ”

When the common people heard this, they turned their heads and saw Qin Changqing standing at the gate of the temple, their faces showing fear, and many people trembled and couldn't speak.

Qin Changqing turned around and smiled at Shi Jian: "Mr. Shi, don't pay attention to these untouchables, please come to my mansion to rest and rest." ”

Shi Jian: "Oh! ”

He followed Qin Changqing into the official residence, drank two cups of tea in it, said some meaningless nonsense, and after omitting 100 million words, Qin Changqing left temporarily and went to do his own thing, Shi Jian lowered his head and said to the cotton thread Tianzun: "Tianzun, I want to chop this goods." ”

Cotton Thread Tianzun snorted coldly: "This person should indeed be cleaned up, but now that you have entered the imperial court, you can't easily kill the imperial court officials, otherwise your previous efforts will be wasted." ”

Shi Jian clenched his fists: "But this kind of guy ......"

Cotton thread Tianzun: "We came this time, mainly to appease the people, so that they would not be frightened when they saw the giant shovel digging the river, and the matter of killing Qin Changqing could be ......tolerated."

Speaking of this, two unrelated thoughts in Li Daoxuan's mind suddenly "snapped" and collided together, as if a broken wire was connected, and the light bulb above his head was also energized and lit.

Cotton thread Tianzun said: "Shi Jian, you are temporarily with this Qin Changqing, I will go back to the top and deal with some things." ”

Shi Jian: "Obey!" ”

Li Daoxuan ended his empathy, brushed the floor and returned to the body outside the box, pointed the camera at the statue of King Ji in the box, clicked and took a few photos, 360 degrees around, and then invited the 3D printer that he bought a few days ago, and submitted the picture he just took to the printer......

The printer soon started working.

After a while, a four-centimeter-tall statue of King Ji was successfully printed. Switched the vision in the box to the empty valley where no one was around, and placed the statue of King Ji inside, "empathy", failure......

Lee Do-hyun couldn't empathize with the "statue that is not his own".

He thought about it again: there is a way!

Do it all over again, and print only one of the face shells of the statue of King Ji.

This time it was easily printed, with only one layer of face, thin, like a tiny mask.

Then Li Daoxuan took out a four-centimeter-tall, silicone Tianzun, which still contained metal bones, which he asked Cai Xinzi to make for him when he first discovered the "empathy" function, but he never had the opportunity to use it. (Forgot friends, please see chapter 446)

Now, it seems to be usable.

He put the face shell mask of King Ji on the face of the silicone Tianzun.

This face shell mask is buttoned up, and the sense of disobedience is so strong!

The body of Silicone Tianzun is silicone, very similar to the real human body material, but the face of King Ji is the face of a typical Chinese statue, which is very abstract, and the facial features are very ancient, or simple.

A delicate body, but with a simple face.

It's a bit of a contradiction.

But......

This doesn't matter anymore!

Li Daoxuan once again put the statue into the no-man's land in the box, "empathy", brushed the ground, and found that he had successfully entered it this time.

What he saw was a very small, dead tree, only waist-high.

No, it's not that the tree is small, it's actually a four-meter-tall tree, but Li Daoxuan's current body is a full eight meters tall, so this tree is only up to his waist.

A four-centimeter figurine is eight meters in a box.

"Hey!"

Li Daoxuan laughed: "Very good! Houji ancestor, don't blame the juniors for pretending to be you once, in order to save the people of Limin, I did something good in your name, you shouldn't blame me, right? ”