The summer thunderstorm came very quickly, it was still sunny just now, and in the blink of an eye, the dark clouds covered the sun, the wind howled, and the raindrops crackled down, and even the big willow trees in the east of the village were bent over, and seemed to be crumbling.

This is the third day after Fang Ming came back, since he set the reward, all affairs have gradually been on the right track, the Yin soldiers practice every day, and patrols are more attentive, according to Wang Liulang's private report, each fire is eager to fight, if it weren't for Fang Ming's regulations, ordinary wandering souls have no level rewards, and if it is not good, the wandering souls of each village will suffer.

Fang Ming was very satisfied with this, after all, it was better to be eager to fight than to avoid fighting.

In terms of scribes, with the supplements of Guo Sheng and He Dongxuan's servants, there was finally barely enough demand to make a register of the household registration incense of believers in each village one by one and get statistics.

There are four villages under the jurisdiction of Qingxi Township, with a total of 173 households and 864 people.

Among them, there are fifty-two unbelievers, after all, there are masters who eat raw rice everywhere, even if Fang Ming appears in front of him, he does not necessarily believe in gods.

There are two hundred and twelve shallow believers, these are people who worshipped God when they saw God in their previous lives, and they don't necessarily believe in the God of the land, but they see that everyone worships, so they also worship. Shallow believers are basically not the time of the Great Sacrifice, and it takes two or three days to provide Fang Ming with a trace of divine power.

There are five hundred and fifty-three ordinary believers, these are the true believers, and they are also Fang Ming's most valuable source of wealth at present, ordinary believers can provide Fang Ming with a trace of divine power every day, and when they encounter the Great Sacrifice, it will increase.

There are only forty-seven devout believers, and these are priest seeds, which can be promoted to temple blessings, and Fang Ming's current five temple blessings are among them.

All in all, Fang Ming now has about six hundred threads of white divine power in his account every day, but unfortunately there are fierce ghosts in his account, he has to return half of the believers first, and the rest is all filled into the reserve treasury, Fang Ming's current net income is about one hundred threads of divine power, all of which are obtained by helping the villagers get their wishes, and they exert all kinds of magical powers every day, Rao is Fang Ming is god body, and he is tired enough, and he has a little idea of looking for helpers.

As for Zhang Dahu in Qingxi Township, there has been no movement since Steward Zhang went back, and I don't know if he endured it or had other plans, so he could have checked with the believers in Qingxi Township.

But now, Zhang Huaizheng released the news that the villagers of Qingxi were not allowed to believe in the god of the land, and with an order, all the villagers of Qingxi abandoned their faith, which made Fang Ming smile bitterly and a little cold, and saw the impact of humanitarian power on Shinto. If the Anchang County Order ordered that the villagers were not allowed to believe in the land god, how many believers would he have left?

Just now, I checked it with my Hope Divine Power, but there was a new appearance, and the order had already been passed on.

Thinking of this, he picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of tea, and the pearl who was waiting on the side saw this, and quickly picked up the teapot and filled the teacup.

Pearl was the name of the maid that day, Fang Ming left her in the land jurisdiction and was responsible for cleaning the lobby, but she was obedient and took the initiative to come and serve after finishing the cleaning work.

This teapot of clear water was also transformed by Fang Ming with divine power, although he was a god, he didn't want to lose the fun he once had, taking advantage of the thunderstorm, coming out to make tea and tasting tea, it was not a little fun.

At this time, He Yuqing came and said, "Respect the gods and Yaxing!"

Fang Ming smiled: "It's just busy!" After getting up to salute, he asked, "Mr. He's habit of living?"

He Yuqing smiled bitterly and said: "The newly deceased should be satisfied if he has a tile to cover his head, He can have a yard to live in, and someone to serve, he is already extremely satisfied, no matter more, I am afraid that it will be a blessing." ”

Fang Ming nodded: "Mr. He is content and happy, which is enviable, please come and drink a cup of tea!"

Pearl held the teacup, Mr. He took a sip of tea, nodded, and shook his head with great enjoyment, then frowned, pondered, and saw that Fang Ming was a little puzzled, so he asked, "Why is Mr. He like this?"

"Let the gods laugh, He likes to drink tea, but he can become a ghost, he has not boiled tea for more than ten days, and now even the body of a ghost can use tea, it is really happy...... Respect the gods of this tea, the tea is excellent, not inferior to Ling Lu, the tea is clumsy in the lower eye, can not be tasted, so think hard, rude and rude...... "He Yuqing got up to apologize, sat down again, tasted again, his eyes narrowed slightly, a leisurely, leisurely artistic conception was born leisurely.

Fang Ming smiled bitterly, he can only be regarded as a vassal elegance, like Mr. He's deep in the bones of the demeanor, but not everyone can get, it has to be a big family, decades of cultivation and edification, you can see one or two points, and then down, you have to look at the talent, at this time there are also tea people, there is no shortage of famous people in the world, but unfortunately, it is not this small county can have.

After chatting with Mr. He, I knew that the so-called Linglu is a dew that is specially collected in the early morning, and according to the object of collection, it can be divided into rose dew, green leaf dew, apricot blossom dew, etc., but when it comes to bubbled tea, it is the best camellia dew on the original tea tree......

As soon as he said this, He Yuqing was a little frowning, and Fang Ming was speechless. He used his divine power to turn water, which was naturally extremely pure, not losing Ling Lu, but it was tea, which was the Tieguanyin that he often drank in his previous life, and He Yuqing couldn't recognize it, so it was not surprising.

Seeing that He Yuqing was a little happy, he said: "I have something I want to ask Mr. for! I hope Mr. will not hesitate to tell you!" At this time, Fang Ming's expression was extremely cautious.

He Yuqing was excited, sobered up, and smiled bitterly in his heart, at home, everyone knew that the old man was the most taboo when he was tasting tea, and it was rare for him to do this without long eyes, and gradually formed a habit, even his wife and several sons would not pick things at this time. But at this time, of course, it was different, his face remained unchanged, and he asked with a smile: "I don't know what the Venerable God wants to know?"

At this time, Fang Ming got up, looked at the scenery from afar, through the canopy above the Law Domain, he faintly saw that the sky was overcast, and the raindrops of beans were constantly falling, Fang Ming's voice seemed to become gloomy, he sighed and said, "If I rebel, can I compare to Li Heipan?"

"Boom" A big thunder was falling in the sky at this time, He Yuqing was startled, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, there was a "crackle" sound, and the tea was splashed, but He Yuqing couldn't care about it, and said in surprise: "Why did the god say this?" Fang Ming's power, He Yuqing just peeped at the leopard in the tube, but he also knew that it was not trivial, and his subordinates were also fierce, and more importantly, he was both civil and martial, and he had established a system, which was much stronger than Li Heibao.

He Yuqing knew that if Fang Ming rebelled, it would be almost half a ghost king, and the Wenchang Mansion would almost inevitably fall into war and chaos, and his He family would not know if it could be saved.

Echoing with Li Heipan in Linjiang Mansion, and the ghost king of other states intervened, careerists from all over Wuzhou must also take the opportunity to come out to move, after all, there are many smart people, and there is chaos in one place, and you have to wait and see, and there is chaos in the two places, that is when it is moving. At that time, Wuzhou will inevitably fall into the flames of war, although the imperial court can also send heavy troops to suppress it, but it will also cost a huge amount of money, Wuzhou is one place, ten rooms and nine empty.

Fang Ming smiled, looked at He Yuqing, who was pale, already knew the answer, and now that the pearl had collapsed to the ground, he couldn't help but smile, it seemed that the imperial court still had a little prestige, and said comfortingly: "It's just casual talk, I won't really do it." He added in his heart: "But I can't say for sure in the future." ”

He Yuqing calmed down and said: "Why is the god making such a joke, you must know that the words and deeds of the powerful have a sense of luck, and it is easy to give birth to a lot of things!"

Fang Mingjaw said: "The way of luck, it seems that the family is also involved, and I will have to ask Mr. for advice in the future." After a pause, he said: "I have a grudge with Zhang Qingyun, the ancestor of Qingxi Township, and Mr. also saw it a few days ago, if it drags on like this, I'm afraid that there will be a big change, so it's better to start first!"

He Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it carefully, cold sweat plummeted, and his body trembled.

He also understood that if the ancestral spirits wanted to destroy the temple, it was also an undying hatred, Fang Ming's murderous intention was moved, and it was not something he could persuade to persuade.

But after Fang Ming killed Zhang Qingyun, he came down to investigate, what did he say, after all, Fang Ming's original origin was a little unclear, if the people from above were tougher, the two had a dispute, whether it was Fang Ming who would kill people here, or come to make Fang Ming go back and beat Fang Ming as a first-class demon, then Fang Ming would really have only one way to rebel.

Of course, Fang Ming can also be persuaded to leave here, but this is not something that Mr. He can persuade, let the Lord give up his foundation and flee without fighting, then basically whoever persuades him to die.

After thinking about it, he finally couldn't say anything, he was silent for a long time, and he still squeezed out a sentence: "Please also ask the gods to consider it properly!" After all, there is still Baiyun Temple in Wuzhou.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Fang Ming's mouth, how could he have thought so, but unfortunately, the other party was also ready to start, although he didn't know what it was, but he could clearly see that a gray and black cloud was brewing in the direction of Qingxi Township, with the intention of being unfavorable to himself, it seemed that in the past few days, he had also explored clearly, and he had obtained some of Fang Ming's details, and he was pouring out.

However, Fang Ming didn't regret it, after all, even if he bypassed Qingxi Township and went to other townships, what if he wanted to go up, the level in the city would eventually have to break through, not to mention that the other two townships were far away, Sanxiang was located in the triangle of Anchang County, and the villages were basically dealing with the subordinate townships, Fang Ming's foundation was here, and there was no other way to go!

In this way, you can also test the reaction of the county, which has a great reference effect on his future plans, and besides, he also arranged He Song's chess piece, but I don't know if it can work.

If everything is carried out according to the worst-case scenario, then there is only one way to rebel, but at this time, when it is not in time, it will definitely fail, and Fang Ming has arranged a back road to protect himself. But even if you change places, hide for decades, and wait for a new dynasty, you still can't get around the county seat, which is the core of the most basic humanitarian system, and if Shinto wants to develop, it can't do without it.

The plan has been decided, looking at the wind and rain in the sky, I only feel that it is still small at this time, and I really want to shout: "Let the storm come more violently!" But thinking of the majesty of the lord, he still endured it, drank the tea in one gulp, and ignored He Yuqing, turned around and strode out.

In front of the Land Temple, Wang Liulang and Xie Jin stood solemnly, each with two fires behind them, and they did not move at all when the rainstorm fell.

Fang Ming came out, and everyone saluted: "Meet the lord!"

Fang Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "This situation makes me really want to go out and kill a few people!

All the Yin soldiers knelt down: "No!"

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