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

Hearing from Nian Youwei that Taoist priests might be thrown away now, Qin Liuxi was not feeling well. Isn't this situation even more troublesome than what Gaozu had done? After all, Taoism was suppressed and declined at that time, but now it is not suppressed and is still held high, but it has aroused people's rebellious psychology, and the disciples of Taoism have suffered.

Although some people believe in it from the bottom of their hearts, there are tens of millions of mortals in the world, and there are always some who are radical. Especially those who have read the books of sages for several years and are determined not to say anything but use strange power to confuse gods. They must feel that this way is a disaster. But now the saint is still keen on refining elixirs for immortality, and is also building the so-called Immortal Palace of Immortality, which makes the corrupt officials below increasingly plunder the people's wealth, making life difficult for the common people, and they are grinding their teeth with hatred.

"The life of the Taoist sect is no longer as comfortable as before. I heard that some small Taoist temples have already practiced semi-reclusive practice." Nian Youwei sighed: "The life is difficult, there is no money, few people come to worship the city god, and there are saints who grant the country When the master built the Immortal Palace, scholars resisted, and the radical ones meditated in Taoist temples to protest. Something like this also happened before the City God Temple, which prevented people from worshiping the gods and offering incense, so the incense faded away."

"It's ridiculous. If you don't believe in yourself and don't agree with it, why should you block other people's beliefs? They blame the saint for believing in the Imperial Master. They could go to the Imperial Master's Mansion and meditate at the feet of the Emperor to protest, vent their anger against Taoist priests in other Taoist temples, and beat them to death with a bamboo pole. Boatman, is this the so-called character of a scholar?" Qin Liuxi sneered: "Such venting of anger is just to make up for one's own incompetence and enhance one's sense of existence."

Nian Youwei said: "There are a lot of pedantic and unreasonable people. Song Miaozhu of the City God's Temple fell ill and I wanted to find a new person to replace him, but I never found one. Master, I'm so ashamed. , I wholeheartedly invited the statue of your ancestor, but I can barely even offer incense."

Qin Liuxi shook his head and said: "I can't blame you, I just blame the changes in the world. You don't have to look for it. I will take care of the temple blessings at the City God's Temple temporarily."

"Ah?" Nian Youwei was shocked.

Qin Liuxi added: "Since you are a parent official, just do your duty well. I will make the incense in the Chenghuang Temple flourish. In addition, I will let people come to your Nan County to see what kind of business can be done. , as long as this city prospers and the people can live and work in peace and contentment, it won’t be a big problem.”

Nan County is poor, so its hands and feet are tied up. If it becomes rich and prosperous, the people will have more ways to live.

Well, this has to be done by Gongsun who is a businessman. After all, there are specialties in the art industry. As for her, of course she has to go against the so-called national master!

She had to go find out.

But she is not in a hurry now. Nothing can compare to making Master Cheng Huang's soul stable and nourished by enough faith. She is not in a hurry. She has survived three years. Why is she anxious?

Does the other party want the power of faith?

What a coincidence, she wants it too!

Everyone depends on their ability.

Nian Youwei looked at Qin Liuxi's fully elongated and shining face, and felt inexplicably as if he was about to take off.

He is about to embrace the golden thigh.

Qin Liuxi prescribed a prescription for Nian Youwei to take good care of his body. Otherwise, he would have blamed him for eating so much that he would not know how to taste it. He would have been spoiling his body with sleepless nights. In a few years, his body would collapse. No matter how ambitious he was, he would not have a healthy body. That's no use either.

Since Nian Youwei earned a little medical money here, Qin Liuxi went to buy some offerings and incense-making supplies, and planned to make incense himself in the Chenghuang Temple later.

The incense she makes is not comparable to what is sold outside.

After carrying a lot of things back to the City God's Temple, Qin Liuxi saw someone peeing casually on the edge of the City God's Temple, and couldn't help but turn green.

No wonder she always smelled the stench before. It turned out that it was all these people who did it. They really had no fear of gods at all.

But if you think about it carefully, who is still thinking about worshiping gods when they are already in such a state of poverty? If the gods were there, they would probably blame them for not protecting them.

Or to put it another way, there is a god in your heart, and the gods should not blame the common people.

This is unruly people.

Before Qin Liuxi entered the door, he said in a cold voice: "From now on, recuperation is not allowed within ten feet of the City God's Temple."

The man was peeing happily. When Leng Buding heard this, he turned around and said, "Nosy, who are you?"

Qin Liuxi opened his eyes, casually hooked the ghost on his back onto his leg, opened his eyes, and said coldly: "Poop on the ground, I will cut off the roots of your descendants."

The man's eyes suddenly became hot, and he felt something strange underneath him, but when he saw a little ghost grabbing his offspring, he immediately shivered in fright, shrank back, and ran away screaming, "There's a ghost!"

Someone outside saw the scene just now and couldn't help but look at each other, what happened to the old blackhead?

Qin Liuxi turned around and looked at them: "Look at what will happen to anyone who defecates anywhere."

Everyone subconsciously followed his fingers and saw the old blackhead acting like crazy, shouting to get out of here and beating his own crotch without feeling any pain.

Damn it, is Old Hei crazy?

Everyone looked at Qin Liuxi again. She was standing in front of the temple, full of evil spirits. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva, picked up her beggar, and backed away!

Seeing that they knew each other, Qin Liuxi stopped caring. He entered the City God's Temple and placed a roast chicken, a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and a few fresh tangerines on the table. He poured three glasses of wine and served The incense I bought.

"When my incense is ready, I will change it for you." Qin Liuxi looked at the statue with warm eyes.

The City God smiled brightly, and the incense burned quickly, which showed his joy.

This is a little girl who does what she says.

Qin Liuxi smiled lightly, went to the room where the temple Zhu lived, and took out all the materials for making incense.

In the past, the popularity of incense in Qingpingguan was not strong. She and Chi Yuan Lao Tao also made their own incense. Firstly, the quality was better, and the spirit was more powerful. Secondly, incense making was not only for making incense for worship. As long as the skills were skilled, there were also You can make incense that attracts the soul, incense that calms the mind, etc.

Therefore, the soothing incense she makes is far more effective than those sold outside. The incense used to worship ghosts and gods is also more filling and nourishing than ordinary incense.

Right now, she processed all the materials into powder and started the tedious processes one after another. She also recited the scriptures silently in her heart to make the spices in her hands more spiritual. Then she squeezed out the incense strings, dried them, and put them away one by one. .

This process lasted three hours. Qin Liuxi stretched before taking out the newly made incense and offering a new one.

"It smells so good. It smells so good. I seem to have smelled this fragrance somewhere!" Cheng Huang took the initiative to communicate with her and said, "Little girl, you are quite capable. Who is your master?"

"He's a disobedient, bad old man."

"Oh, he must be the kind of outsider who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests."

Qin Liuxi: "..."

Although your identity has changed, you still know how to make money!

Just as he was about to stab him, there were footsteps outside, and someone rushed in, kneeling on the ground: "City God, if you are a spirit, please show your spirit and save my mother-in-law!" (End of Chapter)