Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

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 of the increase in taxes, 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 God doesn't open his eyes, then he will have to sell his sons and daughters.

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, offering incense and praying. She was mumbling something, hoping that the City God would bless her with good weather and her family's safety.

The incense is not very popular.

Qin Liuxi frowned, and the incense was not strong, which meant that there were few believers and less faith. In this way, it would 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 god didn't answer her.

Qin Liuxi stepped forward. Under the astonished gaze of the woman, he reached out to the bronze body of the statue and closed his eyes slightly.

She wants to communicate with the gods.

In nothingness.

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.

When the City God saw someone sharing magical powers with him, he was so frightened that his chicken legs fell off, and he looked at Qin Liuxi: "Who are you?"

There's something wrong with me. I'm like a god without even saying hello. Do you know the etiquette? Are there any offerings? Oh, there's no incense 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 god was anxious and at a loss. He wanted to wipe her crocodile tears, but he also felt that Very wrong.

It's strange, he has been a city god for a long time, so why would he feel guilty when facing this girl?

Moreover, this beautiful face seems to have been seen somewhere before. Could it be that she came to worship him before?

Qin Liuxi wiped his tears and smiled again: "You bad old man!"

"Hey, why are you still cursing? Let me tell you, I am the City God. As long as you pay enough tributes 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 god is as bad as you?"

A skinny beggar's chicken with few pieces of meat. The apples are almost withered. 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.

The clothes on his body were even more worn out and had not been changed for an unknown period of time.

The City God snorted: "Don't look at me, Grandpa City God. I also had a prosperous time. Two years ago, I couldn't finish the offerings. I had fresh fruits and melons to eat every day. That is to say, the people's life is not easy now. Now, the offerings are getting worse day by day, not to mention the offerings, even the incense is getting less."

"So I said you're not doing well."

The City God wanted to say something, 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 exchange more supernatural powers with you so that you can stay outside." The more you lie... the more people look up to you."

Hey, if he hadn't felt that the position of City God was unsteady, why would he bother so much to get a little girl to worship him?

He needs the power of faith to repair his soul, otherwise, he will never remember some people and things, very important people.

But now, the number of people coming to the City God's Temple to worship is getting less and less day by day, and the incense is almost gone. Once it is completely gone, his role as City God will come to an end.

After all, there is no need for him to exist since there are no more believers!

Therefore, it is important to keep your position as a god.

The little girl in front of him didn't know what method she used to communicate with him. She is a good young lady, she has to be deceived, but she has to be steady.

"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 divine servant, my magical power will be 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 pie!

Qin Liuxi said: "What can you seal for me?"

"This..." City God said: "Look at my temple, in fact, even the ox-headed and horse-faced temple has not yet been sealed."

Qin Liuxiying's eyebrows stood up: "You want me to be a bull-headed horse-faced person?"

The city god 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 one is a bit ugly.

"Then I'll be your judge?"

Qin Liuxi laughed: "You are not even stable as a god, how can you grant me a title? You just drew a big cake for me and tried to trick me into offering it to you!"

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 god thought to himself, is 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 God immediately beamed 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 God 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." Cheng Huang 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."

Is everyone’s blade made of cold wind and air-conditioning? It’s biting to the bone~ Since you can guess the direction, let’s be sweet~