Chapter 87 The Lord of the Land (Please Subscribe)

It is very simple to deal with the damaged statue.

Just need to repair the cracks simply,

Just pick a few robes made of red silk that you have used in the past and put them on to block them.

Moreover, you have to choose the kind that is blackened by incense and covered with dust.

Otherwise, the glamor will attract attention.

However, this can only hide it from ordinary pilgrims and those who come to pray to God and worship Buddha with a sense of debt.

But some people will find some clues from slight abnormalities, but in fact they are not important.

In this country where rumors of monsters and ghosts spread, people die in unknown times in the city from time to time. No matter how many doubts there are in their hearts, no one will dare to lift the robe of the gods to find out.

As long as the outer robe is not opened, no one will know what is going on inside.

But the truth of the matter can only be kept within a very low limit, but it is impossible to restrict external rumors.

Even if the temple has a strict message,

Their brothers and sisters also had to inform the county magistrate in Gucheng.

Let’s see if we can get help from him or the government offices above. I dare not ask for more, but at least the broken statues in the City God’s Temple must be filled with a few more from the county annals.

The county magistrate knows, and few officials in the county government can hide it, and then there are the rich households in the city. With various interests intertwined, the news will spread wider and wider.

In the end, except for those nerds who are ignorant of what is happening outside the window and only read books by sages.

Almost everyone in the city can hear some rumors.

But by the time a few months or even half a year had passed, no matter how slow the government responded, the statue should have been repaired.

Without the source, everything will naturally be calm and peaceful.

Thinking about it, the senior brother turned around and walked out of the hall, looking up just in time to see the hazy Mao Yue in the sky.

My heart, which had just calmed down, was suddenly tightened again.

he knows,

I'm afraid I won't be able to have a peaceful sleep tonight.

Zhang Ke stands in the courtyard,

The left and right hands hold the green jade and the wooden sculpture respectively.

He raised his head, facing the mountains in the distance, and scanned the distant mountains and forests with his eyes. The strong wind above his head was roaring, and he would cut down any disturbance in his eyes without hesitation.

Although the huge figure left,

But there is always a shadow cast in Zhang Ke's heart that refuses to dissipate for a long time.

His spiritual thoughts flowed freely in the village, but once outside the village, it was as if he was stuck in a mire and swamp, making it difficult to move.

The farther away you go, the more serious the repulsive atmosphere is, and even the interference caused by the outside world is very serious.

After his spiritual thoughts climbed over a hill, Zhang Ke even felt the ground beneath his feet roaring at him: Get out!

The sound was deafening.

However, his body was not hindered from going out, but his spiritual thoughts were not blocked either. The range of perception was not even as far as the range that his eyes could scan. He did not dare to go further, so Zhang Ke returned to the village in time.

The current situation is like someone building a wall in the forest outside the village.

His scope of activities was limited to this small mountain village and the limited several hundred acres of land outside the nearby village.

It is like a prey that has fallen into a trap and cannot find a way out of the trap, so it can only wait for the hunter to come and give it a fatal blow.

He raised his head and looked into the depths of the mountain again.

Zhang Ke's eyes flashed,

Abandoning many complicated and useless thoughts, he has gradually begun to care in his heart.

Raise your hand and wave,

A wind blade ejected from his hand, splitting the wooden bolts inserted tightly at the back of the main house. The old wooden door opened a gap with a "squeaking" sound, revealing Mrs. Han who was lying behind the door with her head tilted to peek. .

'Snapped! ’

Seeing the floating statue in the yard slowly turning around, as if looking at her through the red cloth, Mrs. Han's legs softened and she knelt on the ground. After squatting for a long time, the blood vessels in her legs suddenly dilated, causing waves of numbness. The stinging pain made her feel like a cat scratching her heart.

But no matter how unbearable it was, she would kneel on the ground and not dare to move.

Without it,

The headless mountain charms lying on the ground at the entrance of the courtyard are the best evidence.

Zhang Ke was not surprised that Mrs. Han only stared at the statue instead of looking at his own movements. His current body can be said to be the manifestation of the true spirit, and it can also be regarded as a divine body.

Although the game refers to the weakened replica of his real body fabricated before entering the game, Yongding River and Miasma. Many methods were not brought with him, leaving Zhang Ke in the replica without many coping methods.

But no matter what, the replica is also a divine body. If it doesn't take the initiative, it is still not something that mortals can see at will.

If she really stared at Zhang Ke when they met, he would be happy.

Zhang Ke would never mind interrogating this old woman carefully.

Now, the method should be gentler. The statue was placed one meter away from Mrs. Han. A wind blade cut the hemp rope and red cloth wrapped on it, exposing the statue.

Zhang Ke didn't speak either.

Let this old woman Han realize her thoughts in front of the statue.

And separated by a door,

Kneeling on the ground, Mrs. Han's sight was blocked by the door frame, but she still felt that the gaze outside the house was becoming more solemn and cold as time went by.

In his nose, he could still vaguely smell the faint smell of the corpse of the mountain charm outside, as well as the faint smell of blood.

‘Gudong! ’

Mrs. Han swallowed hard, knelt on the ground and worshiped again and again:

"Great Immortal, please don't blame me. I am also entrusted by others and am loyal to others.

In this way, if you really fall in love with that family, just give me a hint and I will take care of it right away. Let the family invite you back with respect and kowtow step by step. How about that? "As she spoke, Mrs. Han quietly raised her head and took a look.

Instead of saying that he didn't see the hint he wanted, he met the blurry face of the statue.

In a daze, she saw a face, a face with a smile on its lips, and its eyes were looking at her - Oops!

Could it be that this person is attracted to me?

Mrs. Han wanted to cry but had no tears.

If she had known earlier, she would not have said much and brought this person back, but now she is in trouble.

I accidentally got into this business when I was young.

It has been more than twenty years now, and there is no man who doesn't say it, let alone a son and a half of women to serve him. It's hard. When she heard that doing this business would harm her family, she went to live in the next village and lived tremblingly for so many years.

I once thought that this would be it for the rest of my life, alone and alone, and that when I died, I would let my family and nephews bury me for me.

But who would have thought that it could be even worse!

Although she is very reluctant to invite a fairy, she doesn't want to be manipulated while alive, and she still has no peace after death, and her soul is dragged to work as a cow or a horse.

But she knew very well how to choose between death and life.

She was cruel and kowtowed a few more times:

"Then please wait a little longer, old man.

I'm going to ask people to kill chickens and pigs, and I have to build a shrine. Then I have to tidy up that small room. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time today. Why don't I pick an auspicious day recently? Do you think so? "

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Zhang Ke originally just wanted to borrow her for use.

After all, the 'Encyclopedia of Spells' that he had found in the house recorded the spells of Fuqi and the gods. These two spells could be cast without mana, and he just happened to express his needs at that time.

It's just like falling in love.

Being actively pursued by a girl is completely different from actively pursuing a girl.

In the former case, everything will come naturally if you open your mouth. In the latter case, you will be picked over and over again. If you don't get it, your heart will be broken if a rich guy uploads a video.

I didn't expect that this person would become more and more crooked as he thought about it. Would he invite himself into the house to be her guardian?

Crazy!

"land!"

Looking at Mrs. Han who looked uncomfortable, Zhang Ke said helplessly.

Listening to the sound that was about to deafen her ears, Mrs. Han was frightened.

My whole body couldn't even muster any strength.

"This, this is not what I said!"

She almost wanted to sacrifice herself, but in the end, this guy didn't take her fancy, and instead she set her sights on the whole village.

Zhang Ke snorted coldly and said that he was not in a hurry. He asked her to go to nearby villages and towns and give him an answer when she came back.

Although Mrs. Han didn't know why this person said that, she didn't dare to ask.

After the statue moved away from the door and fell back into the yard, she quickly got up and left in a hurry, not caring about the dust covering her body.

Time passes minute by minute,

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Mrs. Han and a large group of villagers gathered outside the yard. A group of people still had frightened expressions on their faces. When they saw the statue still in the yard, everyone first breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. .

"Great Immortal, you are truly a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering and lives!"

"Yes, yes, sister, didn't the Great Immortal say that he wants to be the land grandfather of our village? Come on, take out the sedan chair and let's carry it together."

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A group of people were all talking and their voices were extremely noisy, but some gossips still reached his ears along with his spiritual thoughts.

Zhang Ke didn't expect that after one night, people in several surrounding villages and even nearby towns would die, twenty or thirty people in total.

Speaking of which, he vaguely felt that the smell of blood in the nearby village was quite strong through his spiritual thoughts.

However, due to the distance being too far, Zhang Ke could not reach out with his tentacles. In addition, he really needed to scare the villagers, so he arranged for Mrs. Han to take them to find out the news.

I thought that three or five deaths would be great, but I didn't expect the situation to be so bad.

Moreover, under such circumstances, the people in the dungeon did not gather near the big city, but were still scattered in the countryside. Is it possible that such a situation is rare?

But he saw that there were a lot of gadgets in the room next to him, so how could he explain this?

Confused, Zhang Ke was carried to the Tutu Temple by a group of villagers.

It is said to be an earth temple, but in fact it is just an abandoned earth house.

It has been in disrepair for a long time, and the mud roof is covered with weeds. The surrounding walls are also pitted and eroded by wind and rain. There were originally some patterns painted on the outside of the house, but they have become mottled and difficult to recognize over time.

There were some things entrenched inside before, but they escaped due to the overwhelming popularity of the villagers.

Inside the house, there were dense cobwebs and thick dust. The sacrifices originally placed on the table were covered by dust, and the incense burner was so dusty that only its shape could be barely discerned.

When the sculpture was brought over, the people inside were still cleaning it. Before entering, he happened to see a few villagers carrying a headless, dusty clay sculpture out.

it's dark.

Zhang Ke was sent to the Earth Temple.

The villagers did not leave, but took advantage of the night to start offering sacrifices. The green smoke from burning incense candles and yellow paper curled up in the night.

During the day, the tragic events that occurred in other villages and even the town were like reminders, urging them to do so.

No one knows whether those mountain monsters will come tonight, and no one can guarantee that the person in the statue will still protect the peace of their village tonight. No one wants to be the person whose head is eaten by the mountain monster.

Naturally, many rules were thrown out the window.

Fortunately, the statues they put up were not consecrated statues brought from temples. Most of them were infused with incense and had a touch of divinity. If they want to be placed in a temple and be effective, there are a lot of rules that need to be followed. If you make a wrong step, it will be very difficult. Trouble, not to mention being tormented by the villagers late at night.

Let’s not talk about whether it is effective or not. The greater possibility is that it will attract spies and occupy the magpie’s nest.

Zhang Ke is in charge of the wood carving.

What's more, a [Seventh Grade] great god personally deigned to serve as an earth god who was not even a ninth-grade god. Not to mention robbing, two people who dared to look at Zhang Ke would have to give him a slap in the face, so that they would remember it.

As the villagers came forward one by one to worship, they chanted the blessings of the Earth God.

There is also a power slowly accumulating in the sculpture. Until the last villager stepped forward, offered incense and knelt down, that power burst out of the sculpture.

Together with it, there is a wisp of colorful smoke emitting from the top of each villager's head.

But in an instant,

The smoke fell in front of the statue, intertwined with the power and transformed into a thin book. At the same time, the names of the villagers, their birthdays, and what they said in the village this year were all in his mind. emerge.

At the same time, a game announcement appeared in front of me:

[You have received collective worship and worship from the villagers of Xiashan Village, and you have obtained the qualification to be a land god]

[It has been detected that the land in front of Xiashan Village has died and the throne is being inherited]

[The land register is being consolidated. The ownership of the divine right is being changed]

【伱Inauguration of land in Xiashan Village (from the ninth grade)】

[Divinity: You have obtained the ownership of 3,600 acres of land under the jurisdiction of Xiashan Village. You have obtained some Netherworld authority, and the skill list is being updated. 】

【Earth Qi is vigorous (disabled); entrusting dreams; increasing blessings and longevity; being plagued by bad luck; having a good harvest (disabled); recruiting soldiers and horses (7).】

The fonts scrolled continuously in Zhang Ke's eyes, and at the same time, his mind was filled with knowledge.

In his perception, the mountain villages, including the farmland of nearby villagers, became an extension of Zhang Ke's body, and he could vaguely feel that a space was being opened up in this earth temple.

Not only the reminders, Zhang Ke also obtained the earth staff and the method of making the artifact bricks.

The former allows Zhang Ke to go wherever he wants on the 3,600 acres of land by tapping the cane. Occasionally, it can be used as a weapon to knock out some blind mountain monsters.

The latter is a must-have weapon for sneak attacks at home and away!

Of course, none of this matters.

Thanks to the squealing little Ahri for the reward, thanks to Chiyun’s meteor for the reward, and thanks to both of you.