Thank you, brothers, at the end of the month, let's vote for a few more monthly passes......

According to Wen Fei's plan, if it is evenly divided, hundreds of households in Qingshan Town, and each household will only pay a few cents a dollar, which is seven or eight times less than what Old Man Chen said.

After calculating this account, naturally every townsman agrees with Wen Fei's opinion very much.

Immediately, they expressed their attitudes one by one, and they would often come to the temple to offer incense in the future. That's why everyone went away happy.

The statue of the Ghost Emperor last time, due to the rush to work, inevitably cut corners, and after a period of time, it was somewhat damaged.

This time, the statue of the god was re-erected, but there was no hurry, and it was natural to follow the traditional process step by step.

The most important thing is not these, but Wen Fei wants to sacrifice this idol with a secret method, so that its blood is connected, so that he can absorb the incense wish power attached to the idol.

Moreover, Wen Fei made two orders this time. Although the appearance is not similar to that of the Wenda Heavenly Master. But Wen Fei left a natal talisman inside, plus he used his essence blood to open the light.

These idols have a mysterious link with Wen Fei in their essence and blood. It can almost be said that it is the incarnation of Wenda Heavenly Master, which is equivalent to Wen Fei's own ability to bear the incense wish.

After this incident, Wen Fei directly renamed the City God Temple as the Ghost Emperor Temple. Those ordinary people didn't know why, they just thought that the ghost emperor was actually the king of Yama, so naturally they didn't have any other thoughts.

On the contrary, some people praised Wen Fei for giving the name of this temple well, in the past, the mountain god Chenghuang was all ghost officials under the king of Hades. Now it is much easier to worship the king of Yama directly. Such an old farmer's insight in the countryside. couldn't help but make Wen Fei a little crying and laughing.

Just when the incense of this ghost emperor temple was flourishing, the contact with the Yi Shi Lu realm was not idle.

It's not been a week yet, it's only five days. The sworn section chief Wang. Sure enough, he had some ability, and he really drove a Dongfeng 140 to Qingshan Town.

Such an old-fashioned car, in the eyes of Wenda Heavenly Master, is naturally an antique-level thing. In this day and age, however, it is different.

This truck not only saved the second automobile, which was already in trouble at that time, but also positioned itself in the civilian truck market. Let it play a huge role in the development of the national economy in the early days of China's reform and opening up.

In the 20 years from the late 70s to the late 90s, the Dongfeng 140 truck has become the most familiar truck product for Chinese.

If it is said that the old liberation represents the unforgettable years in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Then Dongfeng 140 represents the new and hot magical era in the early days of reform.

You must know that more than one million cars have been sold. In that era when the level of consumption was far from being comparable to that of later generations, what was the concept of selling a million cars?

It can be said that among the trucks running on the highways of the whole country. Two-thirds of them are trucks!

When that brand new. When the blue-painted truck drove to Castle Peak Town. To the excitement of the people of Qingshan Town, this is the second car in the town (the first is the old Beijing 212 in the town). And it's still a privately purchased car!

In this era when 10,000 households can still be on the news, in such a poor and remote place as Qingshan Town, someone can buy a private car. One can imagine what kind of sensation it will cause.

This made Master Wen a little suspicious, I don't know if Lu Dao is so public, will cause any trouble.

He just thought of getting a car to make it easier to transport goods, but he didn't think of such a car. It was able to cause such a sensation.

In this regard, it was Section Chief Wang who comforted: "You see that these trucks are in short supply everywhere now, you should know the way." How many people are buying it now. That is, here in your Qingshan Town, it is too remote. That's why it's such a big sensation!"

Wen Fei thought about it, and those batches of articles were three months later. It can be seen how the supply exceeds demand, and the number of people who buy this thing will definitely not be as few as imagined. That is, Qingshan Town is too remote here, and people are rare and strange!

Thinking like this, Wen Fei was completely relieved. This old-fashioned truck weighs five tons, and if it is overloaded, Wenfei estimates that there is no problem in transporting seven or eight tons of goods.

All of a sudden, the transportation capacity of Wenda Heavenly Master was completely solved, and Wen Fei quickly entered the era of mechanization from the manpower stage of a small cart.

When the Great Heavenly Master Wen drove a rumbling car to the Aziman tribe. The people of the whole tribe were stunned, and countless warriors shouted and drew their weapons, and rushed towards them in fear and with the courage of a savage strangeness.

Until Wen Fei honked the horn and opened the car door, so that the people of the Aziman tribe could see him. The people of these Aziman tribes stopped in awe.

They used the iron chariot as a mount under Wen Fei's seat, just like a horse under their crotch.

Only the bravest warriors can tame the fiercest horses, and Wen Fei's ability to tame such a behemoth is enough to scare any warrior who claims to be the bravest.

Even the most well-informed wizard of Aziman hurried over when he heard the news. They were also stunned, and the other warriors did not dare to approach the side of this behemoth.

Only Aziman came to the truck, touched the car with his hand, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit: "This...... This is, the ...... of steel It's rare that steel grows from such a monster?"

Wen Fei was a little puzzled at first, but soon understood, but he couldn't cry or laugh.

It's like the first Europeans always thought that silk grew from trees. Although these Indians began to use steel weapons, they never knew how steel was made.

Now that I see the mount of the Great Celestial Master, I even think that this steel is grown from such a monster......

In this regard, Wen Fei was reluctant to explain two more sentences. It's better to keep these guys in awe of themselves!

"Where are those captives?" Wen Fei asked strangely, looking at him left and right.

Last time, outside the tribe of Aziman, there were still hundreds of captives. When I looked at it again this time, it was gone.

If it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Master of Wenda knew that these North American Indians were different from those in South America, and that there was no custom of blood sacrifice at all, he would have really thought that all the captives would have been killed.

"Those Wiltos were defeated, and naturally they became members of our tribe. Those were strong samurai, and there were women who could have children. When children grow up, they are also an important population resource in the tribe. As for the old people......"

Aziman made a gesture: "It's a waste of food to keep it, of course it's killed!"

Hearing Aziman's words, Wen Fei almost smiled bitterly. However, this kind of thing is actually a limitation of productivity, and has nothing to do with morality.

At a time when productivity is so low that it's impossible to keep everyone full. The survival of the fittest in nature, as well as the survival of the fittest, will teach people.

It is necessary to first feed the prime-aged people, who are the main force of production and labor. Then there are children and women, which are used to reproduce offspring and pass on genes. Women can also sew and cook, and do a lot of work.

And only those old people have never been the object of their attention.

"Now our tribe can send 1,200 warriors!" Aziman said with great ambition, "Except for the nearby Hurons, there is no tribe that is our opponent......!"

"So, let's beat those white ghosts out first. Take advantage of the fact that they are not on a firm foothold now, and beat them away. Wen Fei said: "In that case, only I can supply all kinds of materials to your tribe, but those white ghosts will sell things to many tribes at the same time!"

Aziman also felt that Wen Fei's words were very reasonable, and he said loudly: "But Wizard Wen Fei, you have a wrong sentence. It's not your tribe, it's our tribe! Now we, the Aziman people, are ready to worship the Ghost Emperor Dazun. ”

Wen Fei Ha Ha Da Lu smiled: "I have already brought the god statue!"

Although the truck was a towed convertible, Wenfei also built a green raincloth canopy on it.

This time, I opened the canopy from the back, and I was dazzled by all kinds of supplies.

Not to mention hundreds of machetes and axes, this time the Wenda Heavenly Master brought hundreds of sets of clothes. Among them, the most conspicuous is a lacquer-gold painted statue of the Ghost Emperor.

The beliefs of the Indians were mixed and still in a very primitive stage. All kinds of mountains, rivers, and even strange rocks and trees are strange animals, and they may be worshipped.

Therefore, when I saw the statue brought by Master Wenda, although it was a little strange to see, I would not feel strange.

At that moment, some warriors of the clan respectfully carried the idol out of the car and sent it all the way to the three-legged strange stone in the center of the tribe.

Wen Fei took a look, how can the wind and rain here work? This is a clay statue?

Immediately, he said, "This idol cannot be wet." And it's not quite appropriate to put it together with the ancestral spirit. Why don't you just find a house in a corner and put it in!"

Wen Fei said that although he was modest, couldn't the Aziman people really just find a random place to put the idol in?

Even when they were in the primitive witch cult, these Azimas would also know that the Tao was inappropriate. Where can gods and men worship gods if they don't live in people's houses and live in people's houses?

Right now, right in the middle of town. A wooden house was quickly built. Anyway, this kind of house is not difficult to build, with wooden planks on all sides, and a thatched roof such as banana leaves.

With a little more manpower, the house was built in just a few hours, before dark.

Immediately enshrine the statue of the Ghost Emperor Dazun. At this time, it happened to be dusk, and all kinds of hunting and working clansmen returned one after another.

The Aziman sorcerer summoned all the people to gather around the wooden house where the idols were enshrined, lit a bonfire, and danced. (To be continued......)