Land god

Although it was inconvenient to take another weak person to the ghost earth to escape, but after some hard work, Du Qian took Zhang Gai back to his earth temple safely.

"Come in, although my place is a little crude, but fortunately it is very safe." Du Qian smiled and introduced this ghost named Zhang Gai into the big house.

"Hey, yes, Grandpa Land." The honest Zhang Gai walked into the big house cautiously. After smelling the smoke in the house, his face turned pale because of the earth escape, and his expression immediately eased a lot.

"Don't call me Grandpa Land, do you think I'm younger than you?" Du Qian felt uncomfortable being called "Grandpa Land" by him, and quickly stopped him: "I just became the God of Land here. He is a mortal just like you!"

"Oh, that's it, the Lord of the Land, ah... big brother, ah no, my lord, you must have done a lot of good deeds when you were alive, I heard the old man in the village say that you have to accumulate three thousand merits before you can become an earth god after death Woolen cloth!"

Du Qian was almost defeated by Zhang Gai's admiring eyes, and said with the corners of his mouth: "Maybe." In fact, he only donated a few disaster relief funds when he was alive, and he is not a great benevolent person~~

Although Zhang Gai looked silly, Du Qian naturally would not let go of two people to chat with. Since there was no seat in the big house, he simply sat on the floor and greeted Zhang Gai who was standing against the wall. He also sat down and said to him: "Zhang Gai, tell me about the situation in your village. I just came here, and I don't know anything about this place at all!"

Zhang Gai immediately nodded and said: "Okay, my lord." Then he saw him thinking for a long time, but suddenly blushed and said: "What do you want to say?"

Du Qian, who had been waiting for a long time, almost fell down, and said weakly, "Tell me first how many households and how many people you have here."

"Oh!" Upon hearing the specific question, Zhang Gai regained his spirits immediately, and replied loudly, "I know this. I heard from my eighth uncle that there are 270 or three households in the village, with a population of more than 800."

The progress is good. Du Qian continued to ask with a smile: "Yes, the answer is very good. Then what do you live on? I observed during the day and found that there are not many fields in the village, not enough for nearly [-] households. farming."

Zhang Gai put his hands on his knees, nodded and said: "Well, the land is not enough to grow, so half of the people in the village have gone to the mountains to collect medicine and live, and there are a few hunters. We mountain people rely on mountains to eat mountains." , Collect medicinal materials from the mountains, hunt wild animals, and sell them to the town, and you can support yourself.”

"Oh, that's how it is." Du Qian was so busy watching the villagers planting the fields during the day that he didn't notice that there were still people going to the mountains.

"That... my lord." Zhang Gai suddenly looked at Du Qian hesitantly.

"What do you want to say?"

"I, can I go home and have a look?" Zhang Gai looked at Du Qian pleadingly, and before he could reply, he said, "I don't do anything, I just want to see their wives, just one..."

Du Qian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course."

He looked at the sky outside again and said: "At this moment, the moon is about to set under the western mountain, and you can go when it is completely set, as long as you come back before dawn." For the new ghost, even the moonlight is a fatal threat to him.

"That... my lord, I can't find my way." Zhang Gai lowered his head in embarrassment and said.

"Hey? This is your own village. You can see it from the top of the mountain. Why don't you know it?"

"I, I can only see things within two or three feet, and in the distance, there is a daze, and I can't see anything." Zhang Gai's head almost fell between his legs.

Du Qian suddenly realized that not all ghosts have the same super-distance vision as himself. No wonder they can't go back to their hometown by themselves, they must be guided by someone.

Du Qian readily agreed to take Zhang Gai home to have a look, and when the silver plate-like moon finally set completely down the mountain, he took Zhang Gai out of the temple and walked down the mountain.

Speaking of which, this is also the first time Du Qian walked into the land under his jurisdiction. Along the way, he looked around curiously. Since his vision does not seem to rely on light after becoming a spirit body, he can see many things in the dark. Less novelty.

He saw a group of pheasants perched on a tree on the edge of the cliff, huddled together and clutching the branches, sleeping with their heads curled up. There was a wolf hiding in the woods farther away, with a pair of wolf eyes shining faintly. Glowing.

Zhang Gai couldn't see those things, he just followed Du Qian closely, and walked there based on the judgment of the things around him, muttering non-stop, as if he was both excited and a little timid.

"The third house at the east end of the village, should it be here?" Du Qian asked Zhang Gai, pointing to the house with an osmanthus tree in the yard.I saw him walking quickly into the yard, waving his hands excitedly and saying, "That's right, it's my house." Although he was staring at the gate of his own house, he looked like he wanted to enter but didn't dare to enter.

"Go in and have a look, it should be asleep by now." Du Qian pushed him aside.

Zhang Gai went in as he said, Du Qian waited for a while and saw him come out again, with a mournful face and red eyes, he whispered: "My baby is crying, my baby is crying in my sleep, I am the father." useless..."

Du Qian didn't know how to persuade him, but luckily the farmer didn't cry, he managed to bring him back to the temple before dawn.

When Zhang Gai returned to the temple, he squatted listlessly in the corner, lowered his head and said nothing.

Du Qian couldn't bear it, so he tried to persuade him: "Look, my temple is full of incense mist. This is the incense that your daughter-in-law came to burn during the day. She begged me to take you back. I hope you can be well." , don't be sad."

However, as soon as he said this, Zhang Gai looked at the smoke in the room, and tears fell down.

Du Qian didn't know what to do when he saw that he had persuaded the person to cry, so he turned around a few times, but withdrew his head and got into the statue.

It should be fine if you cry~~~ he thought anxiously.

The next day, Zhang Gai's mood really improved. Du Qian felt relieved. After practicing the six mantras in the statue for three times, he felt that he had nothing to do. He remembered the soul-inducing lamp that the old ghost said last night, and immediately had a goal. .

This soul-attracting lamp can replace him to bring back the dead souls from afar, which is very convenient. Now that it is done, it can be used in time in the future.What's more, he has just inherited the position of God, and he has a lot of divine power, but he doesn't use it very well. Making a soul lamp is just a way to exercise.

Du Qian grabbed a dead leaf that fell to the eaves of the temple, and dragged it into the big house.This leaf is a substance, and it stands to reason that he, as a spirit body, cannot touch it, but if he covers the leaf with divine power, he can make it have a bit of the nature of a spirit, so there will be no problem in applying it.

In Du Qian's view, divine power is like a power that can turn decay into magic, and can help him accomplish many things he imagined.For example, like now, under the action of his divine power, the leaf of this dead leaf turned into a thin yellow paper according to his will, while the petiole turned into a bundle of thin bamboo sticks.Then he rubbed a handful of floating soil, dipped in a few drops of dew, and made a paste.

With these materials, you can make the Soul Lamp.Du Qian remembered that he got an A in making lanterns in the elementary school handicraft class.

But after getting started, Du Qian realized that he was far away from elementary school after all, after tossing and tossing for a long time, all he could get was a ball of waste paper and broken bamboo sticks all over the floor.

"My lord, can you let me try?"

Du Qian turned his head and saw that Zhang Gai had walked over from the corner of the room at some point and squatted beside him.

His eyes lit up: "Can you paste lanterns?"

"Well, I used to play with baby lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

When mentioning his own child, Zhang Gai's eyes turned red again, but he quickly restrained himself, took the materials from Du Qian, and started working silently.

In just a short time, a decent lantern skeleton was formed. Du Qian couldn't help sighing, looking at a man with rough hands and feet, but he was dexterous.He didn't feel embarrassed at being compared to his majestic land god. He waited for a rectangular lantern to be ready, and immediately picked it up with a smile and said, "That's all right. From now on, there will be a soul lamp to do it for you. You don't have to do it yourself." Running errands."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Gai exclaimed, "Scared!", and when he looked back, he saw something in Zhang Gai's hand dropped on the ground, and he stared at him dumbfounded.

"What's wrong with you?" Du Qian was nervous for a while, could ghosts also go crazy?

"It's nothing, it's just that what was thought of to do is such a remarkable thing." Zhang Gai said in a daze, "When I was living in a random graveyard outside Barnyard City, I saw a new ghost descended from the sky. Everyone is envious! Uncle Fu said it was the soul-inducing lamp of Grandpa Land, which is amazing.” As he spoke, he looked at the lantern he had just pasted, as if he didn’t believe that the lantern could attract the soul. soul.

Du Qian explained with a smile: "Now it is naturally an ordinary lantern. When I light it up with divine power, it will naturally become a soul-inducing lamp."

Hearing what Du Qian said, Zhang Gai breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and muttered, "Just say it, how could I have the ability to make something for a fairy grandpa."

Du Qian inserted the bamboo sticks into the cracks of the bricks on the wall of the big house, and hung the lanterns made by Zhang Gai on them. In just one afternoon, this dexterous farmer made more than [-] lanterns. Half the wall is.

Seeing that the sun was setting, Du Qian said to Zhang Gai: "Gaizi, I went to the village and I didn't come out under the moon. Would you like to go back and have a look?" After getting acquainted, Zhang Gai even offered to ask Du Qian to call him "Gaizi".

When Zhang Gai heard Du Qian's words, he paused for a moment, and after a while he sighed and said, "I'm not going, my lord. The eighth uncle said that there are ways for people, and ways for ghosts. I'm dead, how can I grow old?" Go and disturb the living, I just hope that their mother and child are safe and sound." After speaking, he looked at Du Qian and smiled.

Du Qian immediately understood Zhang Gai's meaning. He used to kneel in front of the temple to pray for God's protection, but now he lives in the temple. Naturally, he hoped that the fairy grandfather in front of him could protect his wife and children, so he nodded and said: "Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

After Zhang Gai heard this, he quickly knelt down. At this time, Du Qian had already walked out of the temple. He turned around and saw Zhang Gai kneeling there. After thinking about it, he went down the mountain without stopping him.