Qingyu County City, Pan Mansion.

In the study, Pan Hao stared at a picture scroll on the table, only to see that behind this picture scroll was crimson, there was a mysterious and noble rune imprint, and the entire picture scroll exuded a misty red light, which showed the scene in the Zhang family ancestral hall.

"I see!, no wonder I can become an ancestral spirit!" Pan Hao thought to himself. In the past life, in the realm of Shinto perfection. There are many people who, because of merit or some reason, stay in the underworld after death and form a foundation in the underworld. After the incense offering of the descendants of the descendants, it can gather the luck of the family. It can even briefly interfere with the luck of the younger generations, so that the future generations can survive some disasters.

The ancestral hall is the place where the ancestral spirit and the yang world communicate, so a family will set up an ancestral hall. These ancestral halls are not only able to remember the ancestors, but also to condense the family's luck, so that the luck is prosperous and the longevity is extended.

However, the Shinto of this world has not yet been established, although the bones of the ancestors can also affect the luck of the younger generations, and the ancestral hall can also condense the luck of the family. However, it is difficult to retain the ancestral spirit, once it dies, the soul has nothing to do with the traction of the ghost, and is directly absorbed by the heaven and earth to the Yellow Spring. Wash away the memories of the soul, return to the true spirit, and reincarnate again.

"It seems that the position of Yongping County Chenghuang has been chosen!" Pan Hao smiled slightly.

Pan Hao's heart moved, and the picture scroll turned into a red light, and it was withdrawn from the Purple Mansion Divine Soul.

"This gentleman, bother!" In the ancestral hall of the Zhang family, not long after the Huai Shujing left, a young man wearing a white Confucian robe, a white jade crown with his hair tied on his head, a purple belt entangled, and a faint bookish and noble atmosphere suddenly appeared in front of the ancestral hall.

"Huh, you are!" The man in the green cloth straight body and wide sleeves and long coat was startled, and turned his head to look at the boy who appeared in front of the door. I can perceive everything here, how can this junior escape his perception and appear here.

"Sir, won't you invite me in and sit?" Pan Hao smiled indifferently and said to the frightened man.

"Of course, I don't know where the young man of Lu Dao is, it seems to be a bit of a face!" When the man in Tsing Yi saw that Pan Hao actually dared to enter, he was not afraid. Within the ancestral hall, it is its own domain, and the incense will be driven at will.

"Hehe, the post-born green jade person!" Pan Hao waved his sleeves and walked in.

"Whew!" the man in Tsing Yi waved his sleeves, and two large chairs and a table appeared, on which there was a pot of tea and two celadon cups.

Pan Hao's heart moved and he understood the changes. I actually wrapped these things in it with the power of willingness, and only when I used it did I dispel the power of will, revealing it, but I had another idea.

"Childe, please sit!" The man in Tsing Yi also relaxed his guard a little at this time, and stretched out his hand to invite Pan Hao to sit down. The demeanor is extremely gentle and polite, and there is a gentlemanly style.

Pan Hao sat down with his hands arched over: "Mr. is full of merits, I think I must have been a highly respected person in my previous life, I don't know what to call Lu Dao?"

"I'm ashamed to say that my name is Zhang Cheng, and I was fortunate to be the county commander of the seventh grade in the county in the past, but I also abide by my duty, so I have accumulated some merits, hoping to bless my descendants! Zhang Cheng waved his hand and smiled helplessly.

"It turned out to be a county order, no wonder!" In Pan Hao's eyes, Zhang Cheng's body was surrounded by faint yellow merits, and at the same time, the incense power of the entire ancestral hall was blessing his soul. makes Zhang Cheng's soul body condense and can be manifested.

"I wonder if Mr. Lu Dao has a way to deal with the locust tree spirit?" Pan Hao gently picked up the celadon teacup with the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, and blew softly. Suddenly the mist was steaming, and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

"Childe, I was there just now!" Zhang Cheng was shocked again, looking at Pan Hao in front of him, he suddenly had an unfathomable sense of mystery.

"I don't know the name of the young man?" Zhang Cheng asked tentatively.

"Just call me Chenghuang!"

"Chenghuang?"

Zhang Cheng was chewing on the name in his heart, and he only felt very familiar: "Wait, Chenghuang?"

Boom, just before Zhang Cheng could react, a magnificent, noble, and sacred aura suddenly appeared, stirring the incense in the ancestral hall and excluding it.

Zhang Cheng's eyes widened, and he saw that the young man who had just had a faint bookish breath, as if he was the son of a family, suddenly burst into a strong red light all over his body, and the clothes on his body changed. He put on a majestic official uniform, wore an official hat, and stepped on official boots. A chilling, majestic, authoritative aura was revealed.

"Zhang Cheng, I read that you have been honest and honest all your life, and you are mostly kind. I want you to be the city god of this Yongping County Yin Division, I don't know what you think?"

The strong divine power on Pan Hao's body flowed, and his voice was awe-inspiring and majestic.

"Chenghuang, really?" Zhang Cheng only felt that his head seemed to be mushy and he was dazed. But Pan Hao's powerful divine power can still be perceived by him, and after the people in the ancestral hall meet the divine power, it seems that a soldier meets a general, and it seems to be surrendering and fearing.

"Hmm, don't you want to?" Pan Hao frowned slightly, and his voice was solemn.

"No, no, the lower officials are willing!" Zhang Cheng heard Pan Hao say this, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly bowed down and replied respectfully. After all, he could feel that Pan Hao's strength was too much more than himself, so if Pan Hao wanted to be unfavorable to him, he didn't have to bother.

"Okay, this seat will give you the position of the county god in Yongping County, and I hope you can benefit the official!" Pan Hao's voice did not fall, and the divine position in the soul was shocked. An illusory shrine reappeared, with mysterious, ancient, sacred and noble divine patterns written on it.

The divine position turned into red light and fell on Zhang Cheng's body, and suddenly Zhang Cheng's body flashed with red light, and he was already wearing the official uniform of the city god. An aura of majesty and dignity emanated.

Zhang Chengfu was very spiritual, and with a big move, the incense burner in the center of the ancestral hall was simple and unpretentious, and the seven-foot-high incense burner suddenly vibrate.

"Huh!" The incense burner suddenly turned into a white light and was taken into Zhang Cheng's body, whirring, and the incense power in the entire ancestral hall was rolling and flowing, turning into a white pi Lian into Zhang Cheng's body.

The majestic and noble aura on Zhang Cheng's body became strong again, and the incense burner that had just been put into his body appeared in Zhang Cheng's palm. It's just that at this time, this incense burner has become the size of a fist, the body of the furnace is smooth and delicate, and there is Shinto red light circulating, which looks sacred and noble.

"This thing is interesting, but collecting and using incense is not an opponent of the gods, it is good for souls who don't know how to use the people's wishes, but for the current Zhang Chenghe himself, it is chicken ribs!" Pan Hao's eyes swept over the incense burner, and the information inside was instantly analyzed.

At the same time, the divine position in Zhang Cheng's soul body was shocked, and a stream of information poured out, and Zhang Cheng knew it in his heart.

"Meet Lord Chenghuang!" Zhang Chenggong bowed down.

"No need to be polite, I think you have already understood the responsibilities of the city god, so let's be an official!" Pan Hao nodded, and his body turned into red light and disappeared into the ancestral hall.

"Huai Shujing, aren't you going to kill my descendants, see how I clean you up tonight!" Zhang Cheng saw Pan Hao leave, and remembered what he was still helpless just now, and suddenly gritted his teeth in his heart.