Now this book thanks to the help of all the brothers, whether it is a click or a recommendation vote, it is not bad. But the problem is that the collection has not been rising. The homepage is heavily recommended, and it has only risen by seven or eight hundred collections. Sanjiang only rose by more than 500 ......

This kind of data is really faceless. If clicking on the recommendation is a martial arts move that a person cultivates, then the collection is a real internal skill.

In other words, now the internal strength is not good. The editor urged him to put it on the shelves several times, and put it on the shelves as soon as possible, and wrote it casually for two or three months, and then opened a new book.

And I just feel that this is boring! To be honest, this infinite book is the most attentive I have ever put into writing the book. It took more than two months to collect all kinds of materials and write an outline. It turned out to be such a blow to the streets, and it really hit me quite hard......

Especially now that you're staying at home and making no other money. So, I said, don't put it on the shelves either. If you write another copy, and the collection still can't be collected, then you have to finish it. Let's just start all over again......

I summarized this book myself, it is too ambitious. The stall is too big, there are too many holes, and the back needs to be filled slowly. As a result, after writing one or two copies, I felt that something was wrong, and the progress was too slow. In this way, it is a bit urgent to write it, which leads to the already complex plot, and the writing is even more chaotic.

This is a very profound lesson, which I will definitely remember in the future......

Originally, a decade or two ago, it was still a deserted place. But with the construction of the city, it is already the core area of the city, and it can be said that every inch of land is valuable.

In this village, there is a powerful character like the old village chief, who gathered the land money allocated by everyone back then, and made several big investments.

Now these original villagers can get tens of millions just by sitting at home and sharing dividends every year.

It is Ding Li's City God Temple, just around the corner of the park. The location of this place is excellent, I don't know how many big bosses in Ludao fancy it, and they can't buy it at a sky-high price.

It's just that more people want to use some tricks in secret, so they don't need to leave the master and apprentice. Those villagers can't tolerate it, the City God Temple has a special meaning in their hearts, almost the same as the ancestral tomb, whoever dares to touch the City God Temple, will almost smash their ancestral tomb.

You must know that after so many years of development. Under the leadership of the old village chief, these villagers are still united. It also has huge financial support, and talents are produced in large numbers, and they are prosperous. It can be said that the local power is deep-rooted, and even in the province, it has a huge influence!

Not to mention anything else, the mayor of this city came, and when he saw the old village chief, he also accompanied a smiling face first.

He didn't say anything all the way, and soon returned to Ding Li's hometown city. When I got here, it looked even more exaggerated all the way, with lights everywhere, flower sheds and banners hanging on the roadside. Even the traffic police are cooperating with the traffic command, as if it is a festival, but in fact, they are all welcoming Ding Li back to preside over the City God Temple.

This kind of scene seemed to make Ding Li realize more and more how much influence his master had in this city.

And many of these are neglected by themselves, and they have not paid much attention to them. It seems that in his impression, his master seems to have always been a deceitful figure who has set up a stall in the corner of the park......

When you get to the vicinity of the park, the scale of the welcome here is even more exaggerated. It can be described as a sea of people, from the red carpet from afar, all the way to the door of the City God Temple!

Ding Li smiled freely, if he had watched such a big battle before, and walked on the red carpet alone in front of everyone, he would naturally feel uncomfortable.

But now, Ding Li, who has experienced a big scene, just raised his hand, saluted around, and walked up in a dashing manner.

By this time, Ding Li had already thought about it completely. People live for a lifetime, and plants and trees for an autumn. It's Feihong, and occasionally it just leaves traces in the snow.

is like a master like his master, between the wind and dust of the game, no matter how much he hides the traces, he will leave countless traces unconsciously. This little battle in front of me is really nothing.

It's no wonder that no locals ever asked Wen Chongxiao for fortune telling, and there was never a chengguan to sweep around the park.

That is, at the beginning, I had too little knowledge, not much experience, and I was too close to the master. That's why I never noticed that. Many times, the closer the distance, the more you can't see the true face of Mount Tai!

Ding Li sighed, he originally felt that he had no goal in life, but suddenly he was gradually injected with something new.

The temple is still the same as it used to be, it looks a little old and dilapidated, and the gate is locked.

"We wanted to renovate the temple, but there was no one in the temple, so we didn't dare to go in. You're back just in time," the old village chief smiled.

Ding Li smiled and nodded, stepped forward, and opened the gate of the City God Temple. He suddenly noticed that the gossip mirror at the door, which had disappeared at the beginning, was actually hung at the door so well, as if it had never disappeared.

Seeing the door open, Ding Li stepped in. The old village chief turned around and shouted: "Today's reopening of the City God Temple will definitely bless us and others with the safety of the water and soil, and the prosperity of the house." Cheer me up!"

At the sound of the order, countless fireworks and firecrackers that were already so good rang out endlessly, and the older ones were already cheering.

It's a young and rebellious one, who was originally a little unimpressed by the scene in front of him, but didn't he think it was just a broken face? What's the big deal?

But this was infected by the joyful atmosphere in the neighborhood, and gradually alleviated the hostility that was full of thoughts.

For these, Ding Li turned a deaf ear. He came to the idol and kowtowed to the incense. Then he changed into a Taoist robe, and in a trance, it was as if he had gone through all this and had taken the place of the master.

"Shangxiang!" Seeing that Ding Li finished the incense, the old village chief shouted. Then take the lead in going in and offering incense, on the scale of several thousand people. The incense was put on in turn, and there was no way to line up, but one by one it seemed to know their position very well and knew their own order. Everything seems to be in order!

There is no chaos, as if there is an invisible order, which regulates everyone's actions.

Ding Wei secretly admired, of course, this is not some mysterious force. It is the kind of old man in front of him who is not very good-tempered and maintained with an iron fist, and has disappeared in other places, but this place has maintained the ancient clan power of the same thing.

These people completely follow the ranks, and enter the temple one by one to burn incense and salute. This invisible order carries a solemn feeling that cannot be explained, but it is real.

Even those rebellious young people, at this moment, seemed to be included in the order in front of them, following the rules of their families to kowtow to incense, while looking at Ding Li with curious eyes.

Originally, I had heard about all kinds of supernatural things about the City God Temple when I was a child, but with the passage of time, I had already thrown them out of my mind.

And today, at this moment in front of us, it is born in the end. Let them have a little curiosity and awe about the Ding Li in front of them who was wearing a Taoist robe!

"The ancients said that the so-called monarch is the country. The gods of heaven and earth, big countries and small families, and teachers who preach and teach. This is the foundation of our Chinese people, and it must never be abandoned. The old village chief's face was flushed, and he said, "You juniors, you have memorized it for me!"

After a pause, he said again: "We have no ancestral shrine here. In fact, the ancestral shrine is in this city god temple, do you see the wall behind it? Our ancestors have been engraved on the wall for generations. When I die in a few years, my name will be engraved on it......"

"But......" the old village chief shouted: "If anyone commits what I just said, not only will the village's dividends be cancelled in the future." After death, you are not allowed to enter the temple, and your name is not allowed to be engraved on the wall...... Do you understand?"