Before dawn, some people in Yishan City got up early, dragged their families with them, and wanted to rush in front of everyone and give incense to the tree god first.

At dawn, almost the whole city went away.

Oh people!

You have to use this sincerity of praying to God to ask yourself, why worry that your heart can't be done?

Xiao Qi did not take away the body of the Banyan God, and let it stay in place and be sacrificed by incense.

Winter mornings are a bit damp and cold.

The people who came to worship found that half of the dead branches of the big banyan tree had disappeared, and crystal dew was hanging on the green branches and leaves.

The dead wood is in spring, and seeing this miracle, one by one they worship more devoutly.

Wisps of incense power were absorbed by the banyan tree and merged into the phantom of the banyan god, this god sealed by Xiao Qi was on the right track, slowly becoming stronger, and the aura of twilight slowly weakened.

Occasionally, there are kind-hearted people who seek good luck and peace, and the banyan god crosses some grass and trees to the essence of life, so that these people are like taking pure oxygen and taking a big tonic, and they are generally in a clear state of mind.

"The tree god has appeared, old man, I feel much better!"

An old man in cloth with silver hair and a very old cloth shouted excitedly, and kept kowtowing to the tree, he stood up, his waist didn't hurt anymore, and his back didn't hurt anymore, hey, he took five steps in one breath.

Some of the people around him who were skeptical were convinced.

"Grandpa Tree God, I'm Li Dajiaoban......"

"Duh, you bastard, you are poor, you don't think about your own reasons, you want to harm others, there are gods three feet above the ground, you can't cure you when this god can't cure you?"

A voice with a brilliant heavenly might sounded in his head, and his little dirty thoughts were scared away.

"Tree God, spare your life, Tree God spare your life, the little one doesn't dare anymore. ”

Xiao Qi listened to the voices of many believers through the Banyan God.

There is a saying, 'Read a hundred books, taste a hundred flavors of life', and listening to thousands of voices is more exciting than reading a hundred books, and you will have a deeper understanding of human nature in an instant.

There are all living beings, thousands of thoughts, thousands of mentalities, and only for a moment, Xiao Qi saw thousands of lives.

There was a quiet and beautiful woman, praying silently.

"The tree god is on top, the little girl has read poetry and books since she was a child, and she has been pursued by two children, Zhang Lang on West Street, a talent, I like it very much. However, Zhang Lang's family is extremely poor, and there is a sick mother and father, and Li Lang on Dongjie is ugly, not tall, and still has a heart, but the family has thousands of acres of fertile land, both parents are dead, and the house is full of gold and jade, and the little woman doesn't know how to choose?"

"Master Tree God, can you bless Zhang Lang and let Zhang Lang suddenly get rich, it is best to let him receive the Li family's fertile land and property, so that it will be perfect, I don't have to hesitate. ”

Xiao Qi's jaw dropped in shock at this prayer request.

This little woman's character was eaten by a dog, she looks beautiful and beautiful, and her inner thoughts are so unworthy.

The Qi people have a woman, and the two begged for it, and the woman wanted to eat at the east house during the day and live in the west house at night.

You are good, you want to get all the property and belongings of the owner Li Lang to the west family Zhang Lang's house.

He actually wanted the gods to help you and took the Li family's property to the Zhang family, why should he be handsome?

"Little girl, where have all the poetry books you read, be kind!" Xiao Qi shook his head and sighed.

The girl who seemed to be quiet and quiet suddenly opened her eyes and looked nervously in all directions, and she was shocked when these small secrets in her heart were called out.

In the end, she still read a little poetry book, and she still knows a little bit of shame in her heart, she is still just green tea, and she has not brought a yet.

She knew she was thinking too much, and she couldn't say it in front of anyone.

"Little girl, this god is talking to you, others can't hear it, the words of this god go directly into your ears, what do you have to say, you can recite it in your heart devoutly"

The girl's expression was certain, and she thought silently in her heart, "The gods are above, the little woman lost her words just now, and the little woman also knows that what she is asking for is too much, please forgive the gods, and ask the tree god to help me guide me again, who should I marry!"

"Girl, life comes suddenly, and you go in a hurry, don't use your eyes to see, close your eyes, choose with your heart, follow your heart, and you will understand, who should you choose?"

An ethereal voice, with a little echo, as if a god was speaking.

The girl closed her eyes and thought about it, and when she opened her eyes, the seemingly innocent girl bowed three times and said gratefully:

"Thank you tree god, the little girl is enlightened, the little woman knows who to choose"

"Oh, what did you realize, who did you choose?"

"I chose to marry Li Jialang, the tree god, you taught me to close my eyes, you told me that in the dark night, I went to bed, blew the lamp, closed my eyes, and everyone was the same."

I, Nima, girl, you are so understanding.

Hey, this world is also handsome, not wealthy.

The ethereal voice sounded in the girl's heart again:

"Go, choose your choice, fall in love with your choice, always think about what you have, don't envy others, keep your peace, abide by women's ways, don't have prodigal behavior, otherwise there will be disaster"

Some green teas lack strings in their brains, marry into rich and noble families, and enjoy the life of calling slaves and maids, and disliking their husbands, feeling that they have lost money, and their husbands are not worthy of her, which most of them have no good results.

For her sake's sake, Xiao Qi warned her.

There are many believers, and there are many warriors among them.

A young warrior with his eyes closed in prayer.

"The tree god is above, I am Zhang Changsheng, my master tried to impact the innate realm, and I helped him prepare three sets of plans, foolproof, master is timid, tree god, if you have mana, give my master a courage!"

The acquired martial artist breaks through the innate realm, in fact, it is to reach the first level of the pulse.

Xiao Qi looked at this praying Zhang Changsheng, this person was ordinary compared to Xiao Qi, he was completely a passerby, and his cultivation was relatively weak among the martial artists after tomorrow.

Alas, stupid lack of stuff, too self-righteous, I don't even bother to pay attention to you.

When you turned on the golden finger and arranged for your master, you didn't even recognize where you were.

"Tree God, Tree God, I heard that it is the most spiritual to ask you for marriage, the disciple sincerely bows, please always pull the red line, help me find a beautiful, gentle, poetry and books, good family background, preferably like Qin Xianghe in the jade fan"

Jade Fan Yuan, this is an excerpt play, about a poor scholar who was loved by the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and finally became famous, Qin Xianghe in the play is the heroine, she ignored the opposition of the prime minister's father, regardless of the world's vision, and firmly chose a poor boy.

Xiao Qi glanced at this poor scholar who bowed down, this person was unclothed, and his nose was cold in the cold wind.

The banyan god crossed a wisp of life essence, and the chill on the scholar's body suddenly decreased, he was excited and happy, and his face flashed red:

"Is it the tree god, is it the tree god, did you hear the little thoughts?"

"Scholar, this god asks you, do you know who wrote the script of the Jade Fan Yuan?"

"It was written by Yu Youguang, a genius of the previous dynasty," the scholar hurriedly replied.

"Yu Youguang, do you know this person's life, do you know where he wrote this play?"

The scholar replied: "Yu Youguang five short body talent, its head is as big as a bucket, the scientific examination is lifted, when the palace tries to face the king, because the face is ugly was ridiculed, angry and left, when he wrote the jade fan edge to the year of not confused, its poverty fell, lasted two years, in the cold kiln to write the jade fan edge, soon after, frozen to death in the north wind, this play is his last swan song"