Three years have passed by in a hurry. For the people of Nan County, these three years have been quite a time of great joy and disappointment.
Three years ago, their Nan County City God Temple invited the City God again. In the next more than two years, the weather was good and the weather was good, and there was plenty of food and clothing. The county magistrate was a good official who knew how to do practical things. He issued several decrees, all of which were beneficial to the country and the people. , so that they, the lower class people, also benefited from it, and Nan County was finally no longer a poor county.
But at the beginning of autumn, their life gradually became difficult again. Because taxes increased, their grain bags began to become unstable again.
In the spring of this year, another tax was raised, and at the end of summer, there was an additional tax on a certain population, which emptied the people's pockets a lot. Nan County felt that the good times would not last long, after all, the taxes were already heavy. What kind of small tax is required? If God opens his eyes, the weather is good, and the food is produced, if he can barely make it, he will have to tighten his belly.
If the sky is not open to you, then you will have to sell your son and daughter.
As a result, the number of refugee beggars gradually increased in the Chenghuang Temple in Nan County.
When Qin Liuxi appeared, the beggars were stunned for a moment. They wanted to surround her, but they didn't dare. They just stared at her.
When we walked into the City God's Temple, there was only one woman kneeling on a futon, burning incense and praying, muttering something in her mouth, hoping that the City God would bless the weather and bring peace to her family.
The incense is not strong.
Qin Liuxi frowns and the incense is not strong, which means there are few believers and less faith. In this case, it will be more difficult to nourish the soul.
She raised her head and looked at the statue. It was still the statue of her ancestor, but her face was vaguely different, and her brows seemed to have the shadow of Chi Yuan.
"Master..." Qin Liuxi's eyes were red and moist. At this moment, the ice on her body seemed to have melted.
The city **** did not respond to her.
Qin Liuxi stepped forward. Under the woman's shocked gaze, he reached out to the bronze body of the statue and closed his eyes slightly.
She wants to communicate with the gods.
In a void.
Qin Liuxi finally saw the City God holding a chicken leg and chewing on it. He was very weak, his power was not as good as that of Yin Cha who had been wandering for many years, and his soul was even more unstable.
The aroma of incense on his body was not strong, which made his faith very low, making it difficult to nourish his weak soul.
Qin Liuxi felt sour in his heart.
City God was so frightened that he dropped his chicken legs when he saw that someone actually shared magical powers with him. He looked at Qin Liuxi and asked, "Who are you?"
There is something wrong with me. I can communicate with the gods without even saying hello. Do you know the etiquette? Do you have any offerings? Oh, there is no fragrance at all. What a poor guy!
Qin Liuxi looked at that familiar old face, blinked his eyes, and tears fell down.
"Hey, why are you crying? I... I haven't even cried yet. Why are you crying?" The city **** was anxious and at a loss. He wanted to wipe her crocodile tears, but he felt wrong. Very.
It's strange, he has been a city **** for a long time, so how can he feel guilty and unreasonable when facing this girl?
Moreover, I seem to have seen this beautiful face somewhere. Could it be that someone came to worship him before?
Qin Liuxi wiped his tears and smiled again: "You bad old man!"
"Hey, why are you still cursing people? Let me tell you, I am the City God. As long as you pay enough tribute and the incense is strong enough, I will do what you want." The City God looked at her, so hurry up and make offerings. Bar!
Qin Liuxi looked at the offerings in front of him and sneered: "Which city **** has done such a bad job as you?"
A skinny beggar's chicken with few pieces of meat. The apples are almost wilted. One of them has wormholes. The sugar is the lowest grade. The wine is lighter than water. I suspect the wine bottle is filled with water. Stained with scent, incense candles are also of poor quality.
And the clothes he was wearing were even more worn out and had not been changed for an unknown period of time.
"So I said you are not doing well." The City God wanted to say something, but he rolled his eyes and said, "You little girl, please give more offerings to Grandpa City God. As long as you make offerings every day, I will give you more." I can share my magical powers with you so that you can deceive more people outside...and make more people look up to you."
Hey, if he didn't feel that the position of City God was unsteady, why would he bother so much to find a little girl to worship him?
He needs the power of faith to repair his soul, otherwise, he will never be able to remember some people and things, very important people.
But now, the number of people coming to worship at the City God's Temple is getting less and less day by day, and the incense is almost gone. Once it is completely gone, the City God will be done with it.
After all, there are no believers anymore, so there is no need for him to exist!
Therefore, it is important to gather things carefully, and to keep the sacred position.
The little girl in front of me didn't know what method she used to communicate with him. She is a good seedling. She has to be deceived. No, she has to be stable.
"Little girl, as long as you make offerings to me, Grandpa Cheng Huang, when my magical powers become more powerful, I will grant you the title of God." The City God tried his best to seduce: "With the title of God, your identity will be Now that I have become a god, my magical powers are even greater, how about that?"
The old man is still the same old man as before, even if he can't remember her now, his style is still the same as before, relying on deception to make a big deal!
Qin Liuxi said: "What can you seal for me?"
"This..." the city **** said, "look at my temple, even the ox-headed and horse-faced temple has not been sealed yet."
Qin Liuxiying's eyebrows stood up: "You want me to act like a bull with a horse's face?"
The city **** was startled. It's okay to do it wrong. Why are you so fierce?
However, the little girl is very pretty, but the bull-headed and horse-faced face is a bit ugly.
“Then I will be your judge?”
Qin Liuxi laughed: "You are not even stable in your godhood, how can you grant me a title? You just drew a big cake for me and tried to trick me into offering it!"
It's hard to lie to children these days. The City God touched his nose and said, "How do you call this cheating? It's you and me who are destined to be together! I have been sitting in this temple for several years, and you are the first one to communicate with me. This shows our fate." Not shallow. If you make offerings to me, even if I can't grant you a title for a while, one day I will have great supernatural powers, and I will naturally grant you a title when the time comes. What's this called, low investment and high return?"
Qin Liuxi really laughed this time, very heartily.
The city **** thought to himself, Isn’t this a fool?
“Okay, I’ll make an offering to you, just wait!”
The City God’s eyes lit up: “Is this true?”
“I never lie.”
The city **** suddenly smiled and said: "That's it, by the way, add more incense. I don't know what the incense is made of. It's very pungent."
"Um."
The city **** looked at her with a hint of pampering and indulgence, and couldn't help but shudder. Was he dazzled?
"You wait, I'll prepare!" Qin Liuxi stared at him steadily: "This time, you must wait!"
“Oh.” The city **** asked again, “By the way, what’s your name, little girl?”
Qin Liuxi curled his lips, showed a bright smile, and replied: "The water in front of the door is flowing to the west, and the disciples are also coming. My master gave me the name Liuxi, and my name is Qin Liuxi."
Are your blades made of cold wind and air-conditioning? It’s biting to the bone~ Since you can guess the direction, let’s be sweet~
(End of this chapter)