Qingyu Village, beside the fields.

Fang Ming made a trick: "Female land magical power!" The white magical power surged, and scattered into the fields, adding fertility to the land.

This is not for the villagers to do what they want, but for Fang Ming to take the initiative, just like a company investing in the money they earn. As long as the land harvest in this place increases, it will be famous and believers will increase. Fang Ming will do it.

He kept his hands and did not do his best to increase the yield per mu of the land, but only made the land slightly fertile and could increase the income by half. It was not that he was stingy with divine power, but that he had difficulties.

Dakan is an farming empire, and he attaches great importance to the land. If he collects an extra half of the total, it will only make the countryside envious and spread the faith to Fang Ming.

If it suddenly increases by 50%, it will be a good omen from the sky. No matter how you can't cover it, you will definitely go to the state. Maybe you will go to Datian to listen. At that time, capable people and strangers will inevitably come in waves, turning Qingyu Village into the sky, and then will you let God live?

Although it may not be a bad thing, it is also mixed with good and bad luck. Only then can you maintain your own immortality and time is endless. Why should you be so eager for quick success and instant benefits and fall into danger? Therefore, just fertilize the land slightly and increase your income by 10%.

When he returned to the Land Temple, there was a soldier standing by the gate. When he saw Fang Ming, he immediately bowed: "Lord!"

Fang Ming nodded slightly. Wang Liulang used the army to rule the Yin soldiers, but there was some effect. He asked, "Can Wang Liulang be there?"

"Report to the Lord, the sergeant is out on inspection and has not come back yet."

Fang Ming said "yes", entered the hall, silently used his divine power, and checked the incense.

Last time, he received six Yin soldiers. Because he had been in the Dharma Realm for a long time, he only had to spend three pieces of divine power a day, and he earned twenty-five strands a day, which was completely supported. The great power of the gods belonged to him. He was now at least equal to two teams of elite Yin soldiers of one hundred people. As the divine power grew, his power would increase. So he was not afraid of Wang Liulang having any ideas, letting him take full control of the Yin soldiers. Wang Liulang did not disappoint his expectations and managed a soldier in an orderly manner.

Now it's only a civil servant. Fang Ming remembered that in the past myth, there were always a few civil servants around the gods, which made a lot of sense. Now he is just managing a village, keeping the accounts in his mind, and relying on becoming a god to be smart and clear-headed, he can still support it. But if there is a clerk who is good at copywriting helps to manage it, it can give him less burden and more energy to guide the neighboring villages.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but think, "If Wang Liulang still can't find a suitable candidate, I will only go out in person. I have the hope of being a supernatural power. If you look carefully, there will always be one. It's a pity that Mr. Wu is not sure what happened to his young girl?"

When I had this thought in my heart, I immediately followed a line of faith and saw images one by one.

Mr. Wu’s youngest daughter is named Wu Xinling. She is only fourteen or fifteen years old this year. She is very popular because she is considered a girl from old age. Last time, a group of ghosts attacked the village, and Fang Ming secretly took care of her. The Wu family is safe and sound. Now she lives with her elder brother and sister-in-law. The two of them treat her well and are helping with housework.

After looking closely, she seemed to have some sense. She blinked her big eyes and looked around, but she didn't find anyone, and looked confused. Fang Ming's "Psychic Body" moved his heart. This Wu Xinling was a good material for temple blessings, so he immediately decided to pay more attention in the future.

The so-called "spiritual body" refers to people who are smart and easy to feel divine. In their previous lives, they were mostly witches, temple blessings, witches, saints, etc. According to Fang Ming's understanding, it is a high-end radio, which receives signals very well and is easy to access Fang Ming's channel. The consumption of transmitting divine power information between the two is minimal.

However, Fang Ming now has small temples, and even people can't get into it, so it's useless to have temple blessings. But you can prepare it first, and then go to the village and county to build a large temple, and then you can use it.

Just as he was thinking about how to cultivate Wu Xinling, Wang Liulang came back.

Wang Liulang bowed: "I searched for the bid for a few days, and finally found the two of them and brought them to see the Lord!"

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

"Just wait outside the temple."

"Come in quickly!"

"promise!"

He brought the two of them up. One was about 20 or 30 years old. He was dressed in a scholar and had a slender figure and a good temperament. He saw Fang Ming but did not speak, his eyes were black, and he looked around carefully. Another person shocked Fang Ming. He was a vulgar old man, but he was wearing Dianshi Gong's uniform. When he saw Fang Ming, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said, "I have seen the master, and the master is auspicious!"

Both have their own characteristics, but they are both scattered in shape, and it seems that their lives will not last long.

Fang Ming picked up the teacup on the table, whispered a little tea, and said, "You two tell me about your name, origin, and cause of death. I am missing a civil servant. Those who are in harmony can stay and enjoy it for a long time. Those who are not in harmony will drive out of the village and let them die."

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up and he kowtowed again: "Who is the name of Dong in the villain? It is Anchang County Dianshi. He passed away two days ago. He has many experiences in the documents of each room, which will satisfy the adults!" He had a fundamental white energy on his head, and he also had some luck. The divine history has no grade. In theory, those who are born white energy can reach the ninth grade, and then they can't control their own power even if they go up.

Fang Ming asked: "Can you do account?"

"The tax accounts in the county are mostly done by villains!"

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

"I am willing to thank you, sir!" Another great gift was worshiping.

Fang Ming pointed his hand and shot a trace of white shot in the old man, and the white light flashed. When he looked again, the old man's body was much solidified, and the Dianshi Gongfu's uniform on his body also became the Lingye Gongfu's uniform.

Although he was demoted by two levels, the old man was still very happy, as if he was promoted and made a fortune, with a happy face. He first thanked Fang Ming and then greeted Wang Liulang.

Fang Ming looked at the scholar again, and saw him look confused and a little surprised. Seeing Fang Ming look over, he bowed and said, "Student Zhou Qing, you have seen Zun Ling!"

A natal that is red in white on the top of his head can be compared with Wang Liulang and He Song.

Fang Ming sneered, knowing that this person is the so-called gentry, that is, scholars from wealthy families. Most of them are aristocratic families or poor families, and have some privileges, such as if you are a white person, you can see a ninth rank below and not worship him. You ask casually: "Where are you living in your home and why do you die?"

Zhou Qing bit his teeth and said, "Zhang Sheng is a member of the Zhou family in Anchang County. He accidentally fell off the cliff while out of the county and died. He did not want to become a ghost and was disturbed by evil ghosts. Thanks to Zun Ling's subordinates who were rescued, I hope Zun Ling sends someone to send him to Zun Sheng's home, and there will be a reward!"

The Zhou family is a large family in the county, and is known as the four great masters of Anchang together with the Wu family, Zheng family and Wang family. Every family has a ancestral spirit that has been worshipped for hundreds of thousands of years. It has a long fortune and is very protective of the ancestors. As long as it is not siegeed by a large group of evil ghosts, it will be fine. Therefore, you can also go out for a walk.

But since he became a ghost, he still wanted to go back to his family? Not to mention that there are officials and military guards in the county, ghosts must not be approached. Even if he returns to the clan, he will definitely not have any good endings. Fang Ming sneered that over the past few days, after many inquiries, he also has some understanding of the ancestor spirit of the great clan.

When offering sacrifices, you must have a clear goal and it is best to have a famous name. In this way, you can ensure that the true spirit of the ancestor spirit is not lost. Moreover, the power is weak, and there should not be many ancestor spirits to worship. Otherwise, the ancestor spirits will not be maintained and will dissipate. A wealthy family will offer up to three ancestor spirits at most, and there will be no more.

There are always thousands of people who die in a clan. The consequences are: those who die in the county will be killed by the official spirit, the military spirit, and they will be destroyed. Even the seven-day ghosts cannot be regarded as ghosts. Those who die outside the county will not be able to enter the county and can only be regarded as lonely ghosts.

The county-centered family who truly understands the affairs will build the family foundation in the suburbs of the city. Ordinary new ghosts will give some luck to protect them, and drive them out of the family and rely on their destiny to seek opportunities. The ghosts with great fame and fortune will depend on the situation, or move their branches out of the main vein to form a family and enjoy sacrifices; or compete with the main vein and grab a position for them. Although it is a family, since they are hosted by others, they will naturally be close and distant. There is no need to say much about the open and secret struggles in it.

Zhou Qing was obviously a ignorant person. He thought that the Yin world was the same as the world of the world. Without thinking too much, he said, "On and Left, expel this person from Qingyu Village!"

Suddenly, two soldiers raised Zhou Qing and dragged him out. Zhou Qing blushed. He didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't resist the strong force of the soldiers, so he was dragged out.

Such gentry buried their various classics and studied hard, and occasionally talked about metaphysics. They disdained the "Ming Sutra" of minor officials, and asked him to write poems and write articles, but he didn't think about it. Maybe he would even be regarded as a humiliating person. It would be better to drive out the calculation directly. Anyway, look at Zhou Qing's body and energy, and his body and spirit were destroyed in an instant, so there was no need to be afraid of leaking secrets when he left the village.

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

He Dong came one by one. It turned out that he had been a classic history for decades, and he also had a good relationship with the forbidden ghost Taoist Master Cao Si Lingzhu. He knew some secrets. After he was seriously ill, he went back to his hometown to recuperate. After his death, he felt that the ghost was suffocating for seven days and was driven out of the village by the village spirit and looked for opportunities.

After someone presides over the altar, it can be much more agile, but most of them only have the functions of giving people shelter and protecting the land. At most, it is to regulate luck and give more and give less. The ancestors are powerless to the ghosts in their hometown and do not take much care of them. They cannot let them be left in the village to avoid accidents or kill them directly. This will damage their good deeds and can only drive them out.

He Dong actually didn't have any hope, but he became more and more afraid of death as he got older, thinking that it would be a day to live.

Unexpectedly, the outside was extremely dangerous, and he was hit by several waves of evil spirits in a row. His luck in protecting his body was exhausted and his origin was damaged, and he almost got the opportunity. Fortunately, he ran into Wang Liulang and got this opportunity.

Fang Ming nodded and said, "Since I am a clerk, as long as I work diligently, I can last for a long time."

He Dong burst into tears and thanked him very much.

He then ordered He Dong to compile the villagers one by one according to his previous plan according to his household registration. He Dong was originally a classic history and was proficient in this job, so he got Fang Ming's writing and writing condensed with his magical power and started to do things.

Fang Ming looked at his subordinates and was considered civil and military, and couldn't help but feel relieved. He knew that the small system had been established and could save him a lot of trouble. The next step was to spread his faith to other villages and strive to make progress.
Chapter completed!