Dachang Village is located east of Qingyu Village and is also built by refugee reclamation office.

There are 60 households and more than 300 people. They are under the jurisdiction of Qingyu Village, Qingshan Village and Yuanhe Village. The villagers in this village are very brave, happy to be a hero, and highly valued in the village.

Fang Ming walked along the way, and there were few souls on the road, mostly gathered in the shade, and knew that ghosts liked the shade. If they came at night, they could see more. Only by exploring the deep mountains and forests during the day can they find more ghosts. However, there may be evil ghosts. If they are in Qingyu Village, they are not afraid of being in harmony with the land, but there are some troubles here.

But when you go to a few more places during the day, you will always gain something. You must check the ghosts and find that ghosts also have fate and luck. Most of them are white energy, but gray spots are constantly attached to them, making them shaking. Occasionally there are small groups of luck, which are also constantly dissipated. I know that when the luck is gone and the life energy is broken, it is the day when the soul is gone, and most of this time is about seven days.

After walking for a while, you will see a good show.

It turned out that there were ghosts fighting in groups, divided into two waves of ghosts, both of which were bare-handed and empty-handed. One wave was only five or six ghosts, both of which were strong and brave. They were led by a strong man, and they were fierce and led the team with a good manner. The fight made more than a dozen ghosts on the opposite side cry and howl, and gained the upper hand.

Fang Ming was delighted and looked closely. The strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes were strong. Under the bronze skin, his muscles were raised high and his momentum was intimidating. The life energy on his head was white and red, and there were more than a dozen white luck. He rolled on his head, but there were actually a few black air in it, with blood hidden inside, which made Fang Ming frown.

He also studied luck and knew that the spirit of the common people was mostly white, and then red. As for whether there was still something above it, it was not sure, after all, he had never seen it. The luck of ordinary ghosts was gray. As for the evil ghosts who were eating people, there would be a trace of black air in their luck, which contained blood. The more people they were eaten, the heavier the black air.

Seeing that the fight below had ended, the strong man killed five or six ghosts on the other side. The remaining ghosts on the other side scattered in birds and beasts, while the other party cheered loudly, and the atmosphere was warm.

Seeing this, Fang Ming did not hesitate and went down to the scene.

The strong man saw a flash of white light, and a young official walked over slowly, with deep and heavy steps, and he was very majestic. His face was tight, and the corners of his eyes moved, his subordinates understood and faintly dispersed, and he actually wanted to surround Fang Ming. The strong man held his fists and saluted:

"Where is the official? A certain family is polite. I wonder what's going on?"

Fang Ming smiled slightly, didn't care, and said, "I passed by by chance. I saw you have a lot of courage. Why not follow me!"

The big man sneered: "I had known you had bad intentions, so I'd do it!" He rushed forward, and his evil spirit was so fierce that his surrounding brothers immediately surrounded him.

Fang Ming shook his head, flipped his right hand, and the golden seal of the land appeared. He stroked the seal with his left hand, and white light radiated, spreading all around, holding the strong man and his men tightly. The man felt like he was tied up with a thousand pounds on his body, and was pressed to kneel on the ground, unable to move. He couldn't help but sweat and smiled bitterly:

"Well, please ask the adults to catch me! But that was my own business and had nothing to do with my brothers. Wan Wang Honoured the adults to give up their hands and let them go. Some family would be grateful!"

Fang Ming smiled slightly and said, "You must have misunderstood this, but you can bring what you have done before from reality. If the feelings are understandable, it is not impossible for me to let you go!"

The big man looked surprised: "Isn't the person who is the banned ghost Cao Si in the county?"

"You rash man, Cao Si is the highest in the ninth rank. Can't you recognize the official uniform?"

The man was startled, looked at it carefully, breathed a sigh of relief, and apologized again: "The villain does not know Mount Tai, and he has offended him. Please forgive me!"

Fang Ming waved his hand, took back the official seal, and said, "Hurry up and tell me what you are waiting for. If there is any falsehood, hehe..."

The man felt cold in his heart and said, "I must not deceive anything!"

Let’s come one by one.

It turned out that the Han Dynasty was named Wang Liulang. He was from Dachang Village. He had courage and was famous in the village since childhood. However, he also knew how to be ambitious. He occasionally went to the hometown for advice and knew a few words. Therefore, he was attracted by the county and became a county soldier and a sergeant. He was a military commander in a great military system, with five people and one sergeant. The leader was called the sergeant. He also learned some skills in the military.

Last month, he died in the bandit suppression and became a ghost. He wandered on the battlefield for a day, gathered new ghosts from the same village, and decided to return to the village and return to the roots. Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected situation. His father argued with the villagers a month ago, accidentally fell and died a few days later. The military rules were strict, but now he realized that when he saw that the murderer was fined, he was even more angry.

He was also decisive in killing and immediately took over his subordinates, waited for an opportunity, and suddenly came out while the murderer's family was out. Ghosts could attack each other, and ghosts could only absorb popularity against people.

The village is also a small altar, without ancestral spirits, and the power of protection is weak. He and his subordinates are mostly military souls, which are more fierce than ordinary ghosts. So he killed his enemies and avenged great revenge.

The spirit of a person can keep the ghost alive for one month. He and a group of brothers survived forever, but did not continue to kill people. They did not cause harm to the village. Instead, they restrained their subordinates and did not hurt people at will. At the same time, they drove away evil ghosts elsewhere, and some killed several bandits. The village was safe, and today they were killed by the ghosts roaming nearby.

He didn't know much about the matter in the county, and only knew that there was a Forbidden Ghost Cao Si who specialized in dealing with murderous ghosts like him. Therefore, he was wary of Fang Ming as the Forbidden Ghost Cao Si.

Fang Ming nodded and said, "Since that's the case, it's understandable that you can wait, and I won't pursue it."

He asked again: "How many people did you answer in a true way? After you became a ghost, how many people did you kill?"

Wang Liulang replied: "There are only three people."

Fang Ming saw that there was only three black air above his head, so he nodded and asked the other villagers, who were about one or two, and most of the people killed were bandits.

He paused and said, "It's not a big deal for you to gather here. I'm short of warriors, would you want to join me?"

Wang Liulang was shocked and thought to himself: "I heard in the army that there is a first-class ghost king who recruits evil ghosts and evil ghosts, establishes a military system, and dominates one side. It will immediately become a decay in the palace and almost cannot be cured. Could this person also have this ambition?"

Fang Ming knew his intentions when he looked at his face. He laughed: "Don't worry, I am not a first-class evil ghost, but a land god in Qingyu Village, and I will not let you wait to do evil."

Wang Liulang's face slowed down and he asked, "I don't know what a god is?"

"Those who can protect one's peace, those who are benevolent and immortal are gods!"

Wang Liulang finally made up his mind and said, "I am willing to serve the Lord!"

He gave a great gift: "Wang Liulang pays homage to the lord!" The subordinates around him also bowed and said, "Welcome to the lord!"

Fang Ming laughed: "I will give you the commander of the sergeant and take effect immediately. The rest of the people are the Yin soldiers of the Land Temple, and they are under your jurisdiction." As soon as he finished speaking, the luck on his head was divided and injected into Wang Liulang's head. He saw that the luck condensed and became a ball, and the other people also had a trace of luck. Fang Ming's luck was slightly missing from the golden seal, and the white energy seemed to have a trace of red luck in his rolling.

With another wave of his hand, the divine power surged out and was divided into six white lines, which were injected into each person's body, but Wang Liulang's thread was slightly thicker.

After getting the divine power, the six people rolled on the spot. When they got up again, their shapes were very different. They saw that the six people were all scars and the gray air was gone. Wang Liulang was wearing cowhide armor, with a long sword on his waist and hips, and his spirit was calm. The five people under his command were all wearing military uniforms and weapons. Seeing their respective situations, they were all very happy and bowed and said, "Thank you lord!"

Fang Ming nodded with satisfaction, knowing that if he had a few more people, he would have beaten the ghosts in Qingyu Village that night. After all, whether there is armor or sword, it is very different.

Ordinary ghosts have bare hands and empty fists. Only when they are promoted to a ghost can they have Yin power, be familiar with Yin power changes, and use Yin power to transform into objects. That night, the Scar Man can condense a long sword, but it is indeed only a short kick from the ghost. As long as he slaughtered the whole village, he will be promoted.

However, Fang Ming's leather-armored weapons were condensed with his divine power, which was extremely lethal to ordinary ghosts. In addition, Wang Liulang was born in the army, so he would use military skills to train soldiers, which would be of great use in the future. Yin soldiers and generals were all preserved due to divine power. Each person consumed a little bit every day, and reduced it by half in the magical domain. He could not generate divine power by himself, so he could only rely on Fang Ming to supplement it. It was basically impossible to rebel, and it was extremely useful. Thinking of this, he was very happy in his heart.

He laughed and said, "I'm happy today, I'll hold a banquet!"

He used his magical power to transform the table and stools. With a thought, the table was filled with various wines and dishes, and a banquet was held in the open air.

This is the original creation of Fang Ming coming to this world. Ordinary ghosts in this world cannot connect to the yang, and after death, they cannot move anything in the world. Even if the delicacies are placed in front of them, they cannot eat them. The only exception is that they still feel a little full when absorbing popularity. Most ghosts cannot stand it and therefore fall into depravity.

The ancestor spirit was even more miserable. Seeing that there were sacrifices every day, I couldn't get any movement. Fang Ming had memories of his previous life and knew that gods could also enjoy sacrifices. So he experimented many times to extract the essence of the land offerings, mix them with divine power, form delicious food, and satisfy his desire from time to time.

When it is used at this time, it is effective. Wang Liulang picked up the wine bowl in disbelief and looked left and right, like holding a treasure. After taking a slight taste, tears immediately fell. Then he lost his image and fought with the soldiers below for wine and vegetables, having a lot of fun. Farmers in the world walked by from time to time around, but turned a blind eye to the scene.

Fang Ming held the wine glass and looked at the scene between the yin and yang, but he didn't know what it felt like in his heart.

After Wang Liulang had enough food and drink, he was shocked and woke up. He hurriedly restrained the soldiers to apologize to Fang Ming: "There is a misconduct in the mark. I hope the lord will forgive me!" He paused again and said, "The lord has great magical powers, and he dared not to die for the lord!"

Fang Ming waved his hand and said, "I'll let me go back to the village." He knew that although Wang Liulang had some luck and had been the commander of the army, he was only at this level and was too demanding, so he didn't care.

When the party returned to Qingyu Village, Wang Liulang and others had already received the position of Fang Ming and entered his system. They naturally entered the village and walked along the way, which was very surprised.

Then he entered the land temple and was even more amazed that the temple had been expanded at this time, with twenty acres of square meters, which surprised the ghost soldiers and the magical powers of Fang Ming.

In the lobby, Fang Ming sat in the main seat, looked at the ghost soldiers lined up under the hall, and knew that they had already won all their hearts, so he sniffed: "Wang Liulang!"

Wang Liulang left the line and knelt on one knee: "The mark is here!"

"You can live in the right wing room, concentrate on polishing your martial arts and wait for great use. You can go out to the temple every morning, afternoon and evening to inspect the movements and situations around Qingyu Village, drive away evil spirits, and inquire about information. If there is a ghost who is very knowledgeable about literature, please come to see me. Do you understand?"
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