rebuild hell

Feng Chuyou decided to ask the third uncle Zhang Wenyu to do the temple celebration of the Earth Temple. Regardless of Zhang Wenyu's age, the construction of the Earth Temple and the completion ceremony are only in the hands of Zhang Wenyu, and he has the background of the Zhang family. After more and more people came to worship, no one dared to act wild.

After everything about the Earth Temple was settled, Feng Chuyou left the Earth Temple, and after returning to the room where he was alone, Feng Chuyou took out the jade book in his pocket to check.

Feng Chuyou realized that his connection with Yushu seemed to be much deeper. When he thought of it, the Yushu immediately transformed into a pure black book. When he opened the first page, the page was full of words and phrases written in an orderly manner. text on one side.

"Jing Zhe."

With a soft call, the words on the page entangled themselves, and a moment later, a black 'long' gun appeared in front of Feng Chuyou as if traveling through time and space.

The familiar feeling in his hands made Feng Chuyou inexplicable, and he never realized more clearly than now that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Putting away the many doubts in his heart, Feng Chuyou tried to open the second page of the black book. The page that he thought would not be able to be turned was opened this time with a light flick.

It was also filled with words, and I kept flipping through to the end without missing a single page. Although Feng Chuyou still couldn't understand the words above, he could feel the literal meaning.

"This is actually a rule document, but it is difficult to use the above rules."

Shaking his head, he closed the book, and after a new thought, the waking sting dissipated automatically, and returned to the book like smoke, and sighed involuntarily: "However, it is convenient to be a portable space."

Half a month after the construction of the Earth Temple, Feng Chuyong finally collected the incense and vows to complete the household registration records. He thought that the household registration records could see the life of the villagers, but Feng Chuyou didn't know until the household registration records were completed. It just records the villagers' place of origin, date of birth and date of death.

Oh, and one more way to die.

Originally, I wanted to use the household register to learn about Zhang Wenxian's life and see how his great merits came about, but it seems that there is no way.

"You boy, there has been a lot more incense in the past half a month since the temple was completed, but the current earth temple is not enough to make people more convincing, and it is still the last straw that broke the camel's back."

One day at noon, Feng Chuyou, who came to the Earth Temple as usual, heard Zhang Wenxian say this to him.

"What's the old man's idea? Let's hear it?"

"Who are the people who pray to gods and worship Buddha? These people pray for peace, happiness, wealth and health, but the first two have no immediate effect, and it is impossible to get wealth immediately after praying to God." , but the last one can be seen concisely and clearly.”

"You mean?"

"Yes, like those people who came to seek health, some of them were diagnosed by doctors as incurable. If this part of people can be made healthy, then the Earth Temple will really be deified, and the people who come will be more many."

After hearing what Zhang Wenxian said, Feng Chuyou fell silent. What he said was very reasonable, but even though he is the god of the land, he does not have the ability to live and die. It should be possible with divine power, but it will take a lot of divine power , that is an unknown number.

After discussing this matter, a few days later, Feng Chuyou has been trying to figure out a way for this matter. Standing in the backyard that has been nourished by spiritual energy for half a month and is no longer barren, Feng Chuyou considers whether Bring in some medicinal herbs and plant them.

But even if the medicinal material becomes a panacea, the right medicine must be prescribed. A single ginseng cannot cure all diseases, right?

"What a headache. Do you want to use divine power to heal one person? One or two may be fine, but what if there are more people in the future?

Seeing Feng Chuyou's embarrassment, Zhang Wenxian said behind him: "If it's really not possible, forget it, I'm a little whimsical about this old man."

But at this moment, Feng Chuyou felt an extremely strong emotion, which came from a ray of wish power, and contained sincere prayers and urgent hopes.

"It's really what you said. The deeds of the Earth Temple have attracted people who have no medicine and stones to kneel down."

……

In the Earth Temple, a silver-haired middle-aged man knelt devoutly in front of the statue of the Earth God. He was wearing a shirt that had been washed so hard that he couldn't tell what color it was, and a pair of trousers whose trousers were unthreaded. The shaved beard made him look even older.

The repeated kowtow made him the focus of everyone's attention in the temple.

"Isn't this Wang Tai from the next village? Hey, he is really pitiful."

"I heard that he dug his daughter's grave two days ago? Someone saw him lying in the pit with his daughter in his arms, and said he got to know him well in advance?"

"Is there any other way? It's not that his girl has not been taken to a hospital in a big city, but there is no way, and she is dying day by day."

"Two years ago when he got married, he thought he had married a good one. Who knew that woman would run away with someone after she found out that Niu'er was sick. It's really shameless. It's just pitiful."

"Who said it wasn't..."

Wang Tai acted as if he hadn't heard the discussion next to him. He kowtowed again and again. He didn't dare to ask the Lord of the Land to make his girl's health better. In a good family.

Such a strong and pure power of will shocked Feng Chuyou's heart.

"Worshiping God is just praying for things that human beings cannot do. If I can't do it, then what kind of god should I be?"

With one thought, suddenly the aura of the entire backyard seemed to be disturbed by a thug. A picture appeared in Feng Chuyou's mind, and then he raised his hand with a heart, and the jade book on his wrist immediately turned into a black book and appeared on his desk. on hand.

And at this moment, Zhang Wenxian, who was standing behind Feng Chuyou, only felt a strong coercion coming, and he lost consciousness before he understood what happened.

The pages of the book in Feng Chuyou's hand turned automatically without wind, and he didn't know which page he turned to. The black text on the page suddenly flew out, combining the rich spiritual energy in the backyard and Feng Chuyou's own divine power, he found a yard The northwest corner of the sink sinks down.

After finishing everything, Feng Chuyou himself also had some expectations. Just now, he subconsciously knew what to do, just like knowing that the gun was called 'Jingzhe' and how to use it inexplicably back then.

In less than 5 minutes, the land at the northwest corner of the yard was shrouded in a thick layer of golden mist, and then Feng Chuyou and Zhang Wenxian heard the rolling sound of 'gudong gudong'.

When the golden mist dissipated, a small pool appeared there, about the size of one square meter. The water in the pool was also light golden. The pool was very shallow, and the bottom of the water could be seen at a glance. Take this golden water drop.

With a wave of Feng Chuyou's hand, a drop of water flew out from the pool, and the water drop turned into a drop-shaped flawless precious jade when it left the pool.

"This thing should be able to cure all human diseases."

After finishing speaking, he realized that Zhang Wenxian, who was supposed to be behind him, turned into mist and floated behind him. This scene shocked Feng Chuyou, and he was afraid that his soul body was hurt by his actions just now.

"Old man? How are you, old man?"

Following Feng Chuyou's call and the nourishment of the surrounding aura, the foggy Zhang Wenxian recondensed into a soul body.

"What happened to me just now?"

"I still want to ask you what's wrong." Feng Chuyou was also a little confused.

Zhang Wenxian explained to Feng Chuyou what he felt just now, and Feng Chuyou immediately figured out what was going on. That's fine, there are some things that no one else should know except himself.

Changing the topic, Feng Chuyou said directly: "It seems that Mr. Zhang, your proposal can be implemented, and the fine wine can achieve the purpose you said."

"Really??" Seeing that Feng Chuyou didn't want to say that Zhang Wen was wise, he stopped asking, but turned his attention to what he said was Qiongye Yuye.

"Of course, later I entrusted Miaozhu with a dream, and asked him to tell Wang Tai the way to obtain fine nectar and jade liquid."

"You boy, old man, I don't think you should set the threshold too low. People often don't cherish things that are too easy to get."

"I know this, the thing is there now, but whether Wang Tai can really get it, it depends on him."

……

The next day, the color turned pale, and Zhang Wenyu immediately jumped up on his own bed. After the old man got dressed at an unprecedented speed, he yelled at people to send him to the next village.

Surprised by the family, Zhang Wenyu, who came to Yuelai Village next door, went to Wang Tai's home after asking someone.

After knocking on the door for a while, someone came to open the door. Looking at Wang Tai whose forehead was still purple, Zhang Wenyu took a deep breath, and said to Wang Tai with an unprecedented seriousness:

"There is a way to save your daughter, I wonder if you are willing?"

Wang Tai's originally cloudy eyes burst into extremely bright light after Zhang Wenyu's words.

"Is what the old man said true?"

"I can lie, but the land master can't. After I finished, the land master asked me in a dream and told me how to save your daughter, but how to do it is up to you."

"Lord of the Land?" Wang Tai was stunned for a moment, and then said cautiously, "You want money for sesame oil...?"

Zhang Wenyu, who was originally serious, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and said angrily: "As a member of the Zhang family, I need you to pay for sesame oil in the temple?"

"The land master entrusted me with a dream and said that if you can kneel in the temple for three days and three nights, he will give you the fine nectar that can cure all diseases. Believe it or not!"

After speaking, Zhang Wenyu left without looking back, leaving Wang Tai alone in a daze.