Qingyu Village, on the edge of the field.

Fang Ming pinched the trick: "Fertile land supernatural power!" The white divine power surged, and the wisps scattered into the field, adding fertility to the land.

This is not for the villagers to get their wish, but for Fang Ming to take the initiative, just like a company invests with the money it earns. As long as the harvest of this side of the land increases, it will be able to spread its reputation and increase the number of believers, and Fang Ming will calculate the income before and after, and he will do it.

He left a hand, did not go all out, so that the yield per mu of the field increased by half, only let the land be a little fertile, and the income could be increased by one and a half percent, not because of stingy divine power, but because of bitterness.

Daqian is an agrarian empire, attaches great importance to the land, if you collect an extra 10% and a half, it is still within the growth range of the good years, only to make the township envious, for Fang Ming to spread faith.

If it suddenly grows by fifty percent, it will be a good omen from the sky, no matter how you can't cover it, you will go up to the state, and if you don't do it, it will reach the heavens.

Although it is not necessarily a bad thing, but it is also a mixed blessing, Fang Ming holds himself immortal, and time is unlimited, why should he be so anxious for quick success and fall into danger? It is just to fertilize the land slightly, and increase the income by 10%.

Back in the Land Temple, there was a soldier standing next to the gate, and when he saw Fang Ming, he immediately saluted: "Lord!"

Fang Ming nodded slightly, Wang Liulang's use of military law to rule the Yin soldiers was also somewhat effective, and asked, "Wang Liulang is there?"

"Your Lord, Chief Wu is out on patrol and has not yet returned. ”

Fang Ming let out an "um" and entered the hall, silently using his divine power to check the incense.

Last time, he received six Yin soldiers, and because he lived in the law domain for a long time, he only needed to consume three strands of divine power a day, and his net income was twenty-five wisps a day, which could be fully supported. The power of the gods is attributed to himself, and he alone is now worth at least two teams of a hundred elite Yin soldiers, and in the future, as the divine power grows, the power will increase. So I wasn't afraid that Wang Liulang would have any ideas, let him have full authority to deal with the affairs of the Yin soldiers, but Wang Liulang didn't live up to his expectations and took care of the soldiers in an orderly manner.

Now that there are only scribes, Fang Ming only remembered that in the previous myths, there were always a few scribes or something around the gods, and it really made sense. He is now just managing a village, keeping the accounts in his head, and relying on his ears and eyes to become a god, he can still support it. But if there is a scribe who is skilled in copywriting to help take care of it, it can also make him less burdened and have more energy to attack the neighboring villages.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but secretly said, "If Wang Liulang still can't find a suitable candidate, and only I will go out in person, I am expected to be powerful, look carefully, there will always be, but it's a pity that Old Master Wu, I don't know what happened to his young daughter?"

With this thought in my heart, I suddenly followed a line of faith and saw images one after another.

Old Master Wu's youngest daughter is named Wu Xinling, who is only fourteen or fifteen years old this year. The last time a group of ghosts attacked the village, Fang Ming secretly took care of it, the Wu family was safe and sound, and now they live with their eldest brother and sister-in-law, and the two of them treat her well, and now they are helping with housework.

After a closer look, she seemed to have sensed something, blinking her big eyes and looking around, but no one appeared, looking confused. "Psychic Body" Fang Ming's heart moved, this Wu Xinling was a good material for a temple blessing, and he immediately decided to pay more attention to it in the future.

The so-called "psychic body" refers to a person who is agile and easy to relate to God. In the previous life, it was mostly a goddess, a temple blessing, a witch, a saint and the like. According to Fang Ming's understanding, it is a high-level radio, the reception signal is very good, it is easy to receive Fang Ming's channel, and the transmission of divine power information between the two consumes the least.

However, Fang Ming still has a small temple, and no one can get into it, so it's useless to have a temple. But you can prepare it first, and then go to the township or county, build a big temple, and it can be used.

was thinking about how to cultivate Wu Xinling, and Wang Liulang came back.

Wang Liulang saluted: "After searching for a few days, I finally found two people and brought them to see the Lord!"

"Oh!" Fang Ming was overjoyed and said, "Where are the people?"

"Just outside the temple. ”

"Please come in!"

"No!"

I brought two people up, one was about twenty or thirty years old, dressed as a scholar, with a slender figure and a good temperament, seeing Fang Ming, but not speaking, his eyes were black, and he looked around carefully. There was another person who surprised Fang Ming, it was a lewd little old man, but he was dressed in a classic history uniform, and when he saw Fang Ming, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed again and again, and said: "The little one has seen the big master, the big master is auspicious!"

Both have their own characteristics, but they are both scattered and seem to have a short life.

Fang Ming picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of tea, and said: "The two of you will bring your name, place of origin, and cause of death together. Those who do not agree are driven out of the village and left to fend for themselves. ”

When the little old man heard this, his eyes lit up, and he knocked again: "The villain is the name of the east, it is the history of Anchang County, he died of illness two days ago, and he has a lot of experience in the documents in each room, and he will satisfy the adults!" He has a lot of life on his head, and he also has some luck. There is no grade in the history of the classics, and those who are born white can theoretically be the ninth grade, and then their own strength is a little uncontrollable.

Fang Ming asked, "Do you know how to do accounts?"

"Most of the tax accounts in the county are made by villains!"

Fang Ming nodded: "Are you willing to be my servant?"

"The villain is willing, thank you!"

Fang Ming pointed with his hand, a trace of white shot at the little old man, the white light flickered, and when he looked at it again, the little old man's body was much more condensed, and the official uniform of the canonical history on his body also became the official uniform of the commander.

Although it was lowered by two levels, the little old man was still beaming, as if he had been promoted to an official position, his face was full of joy, he first thanked Fang Ming, and then greeted Wang Liulang.

Fang Ming looked at the scholar again, only to see that he was dazed, and a little surprised, seeing Fang Ming looking over, he bowed and said, "Student Zhou Qing, I have seen the Zun Ling!"

The white and reddish natal on the top of his head can be compared with Wang Liulang and He Song.

Fang Ming sneered, knowing that this person was the so-called scholar clan, that is, the scholars of large families, most of them were members of big families or poor families, and they had some privileges, such as being white, they could see below the ninth rank and not worship. Casually asked, "Where do you live and what is the cause of death?"

Zhou Qing gritted his teeth and said: "The late life is a person from the Zhou family in Anchang County, who accidentally fell off a cliff and died when he was walking outside the county, and he didn't want to become a ghost, and was harassed by evil ghosts.

The Zhou family is a large household in the county, and the Wu family, the Zheng family, and the Wang family are known as the four families of Anchang. Every family has been guarded by ancestral spirits who have been sacrificed for hundreds of thousands of years, and the luck is long, and the protection of the ancestors is very sufficient, as long as they are not besieged by a large group of fierce ghosts, they are unhindered. So you can also come out and play.

But since you have become a ghost, you still want to go back to your family? Not to mention that the county town has an official and military spirit, and ghosts are not allowed to get close. Even if he returns to the clan, it will end badly. Fang Ming sneered, after so many days, after many inquiries. He also had a little understanding of the ancestral spirits of the Great Clan.

When sacrificing, the goal must be clear, and it is best to have a name, so as to ensure that the true spirit of the ancestral spirit does not fall, and the strength is weak, and the ancestral spirit of the sacrifice cannot be many, otherwise the ancestral spirit will not be able to maintain it, and it will dissipate. A large family can support a maximum of three ancestral spirits, and there is no more.

And the dead people of a clan, there are always thousands of people in total, and the end: those who died in the county were directly killed by the official and military spirits, and they were wiped out, and they couldn't even be ghosts for seven days. Those who die outside the county cannot enter the county, and can only be lonely ghosts.

The county wang family, who really knows how to do it, built the family foundation on the outskirts of the city. Ordinary newly dead ghosts, given a little luck shelter, will be driven out of the house, each according to the destiny of heaven, to seek opportunities. The ghost who has a great reputation and good luck depends on the situation, or moves his branch out of the main vein, becomes a family, and enjoys the sacrifice; or competes with the main vein, and grabs a position to come out, although it is a family, but since it is presided over by a person, it is natural to have relatives and distant and close, and there is no need to say much about the open and secret battles in it.

This Zhou Qing is obviously an ignorant person, and he thinks that the yin world and the yang world are the same, so he doesn't need to think about it, so he says: "Left and right, expel this person from Qingyu Village!"

Immediately, there were two soldiers who set up Zhou Qing and dragged him out, Zhou Qing blushed, he didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't stand the strength of the soldiers, so he was dragged out.

This kind of scholar family, burying his head in various classics, studying hard, occasionally talking about metaphysics, disdainful of the study of the small official's "Ming Sutra", let him write poems and make articles, but don't think about it, if you don't do it, you will be regarded as insulting by him. It's better to drive out the math directly, anyway, looking at Zhou Qing's physical luck, the form and spirit are all gone, and there is no need to be afraid of leaking secrets when you go out of the village.

Ignoring him, he looked to the side and asked, "He Dong, why are you here after you die?"

He Dong came together, it turned out that he had been a classic for decades, and he was also good friends with the forbidden ghost Cao Si Lingzhu Dao Chief, knew some secrets, and went back to his hometown to recuperate directly after he was seriously ill, and after his death, he was able to survive for seven days for the ghost, and was driven out of the township by the village spirit, seeking his own chance.

After someone presides over the altar, it can be a lot more flexible, but most of them only have the two functions of giving shelter to people and guarding the land. The ancestral spirit is also powerless against the ghosts of the hometown, and there is not much care for them, so they can neither let them go in the township, so as not to cause accidents, nor can they be directly killed, which will damage the yin morality, and can only drive them out.

He Dong actually didn't have much hope, but the older he gets, the more afraid he is of death, thinking that he can live one day at a time.

I didn't want to be extremely dangerous outside, and I was hit by several waves of fierce ghosts in a row, and my body luck was exhausted, and I also lost my origin, and I was almost gray. Fortunately, I bumped into Wang Liulang and got this opportunity.

Fang Ming nodded, and said, "Since you are already my servant, as long as you work diligently, you can do it for a long time." ”

He Dong was grateful and grateful.

He Dong was immediately instructed to make a book of the villagers one by one according to their household registration according to the previous plan, He Dong was originally a classic history, and he was skilled in doing this work, so he received Fang Ming's pen and ink condensed with divine power and began to do things.

Fang Ming looked at his subordinates, who were both civil and military, and couldn't help but feel relieved, knowing that a small system had been established, which could save him a lot of trouble, and the next thing was to spread his faith to other villages and try to make progress.

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