Looking at the people who were kneeling hard in front of the land shrine, Huangtu frowned rarely. This is the third group of people who came to ask for blessing today.

As the temple prayer of Zhenbei Tudi Temple, the most incense-producing Zhendong Town, he is no longer the boy who was at a loss when he first saw a ghost. But the fierce momentum of the attack of the ghosts this time still made the 18-year-old young man worried.

"Zhoulou, Chenjiapo, Wuliwa..."

Huangtu came out of the side hall, bypassed the crowd of people who were kneeling and bowing, and walked to the entrance of the hall.

The February sun gradually turned over the red lacquer hall pillars, illuminating half of the hall, driving away the coldness of late winter, falling at the feet of the land shrine, and reflecting the incense and candles on the gods' desks, as if comforting those simple people.

Huangtu stood at the door, carrying his hands on his back, looking quietly in the distance, expressionless, but his heart was in a mess.

"Mr. Huang..." An old voice greeted him next to him.

"Huh?" Huangtu turned around, and stood beside him an old woman in her seventies, with a coarse cotton coat, pale face, and a thick crutch made of willow wood. She was trembling and looking at him with some anxiety.

Although he is not old and has a special status, people nearby prefer to call this 18-year-old boy Mr.

Huangtu recognized her, and she was the one who was kneeling in front of the crowd just now, and she was the longest of this group of people.

"Old man," Huangtu calmed his sorrow and smiled a little, "What's the matter?"

The old lady knew that Huangtu was easy to talk to, so she rushed over immediately when she saw him going out. However, after all, she was old and had been kneeling for a long time just now, her hands and feet were numb and inconvenient, and she felt a little difficult to speak.

"Mr. Huang, the old woman belongs to Chen Jiapo and Chen Decai's family. This time... cough cough..."

Seeing this, Huangtu knew that she had been praying for too long and her mouth was dry. As she was old, she immediately stepped forward to support the old man.

"Don't worry, old man, go to my place to drink some water first."

As he said that, he helped the old lady down the steps and walked towards her house.

When the temple was built, people specially left two bright brick and tile houses for the loess.

There are two stools and a chair placed in the south wall of the loess house facing the sun, which are for people to rest on weekdays. The chair is leaning against a brightly ground grinding wheel, which is also used as a seat.

Huangtu asked the old lady to sit on the chair, and went to the house to get a hot pot and water bowl, so that the old lady could drink water to quench her thirst and moisten her throat.

The old lady thanked her repeatedly, Huangtu stopped her with a smile and asked about what had happened just now. When the old lady heard this, she immediately changed her face. She stood up from the chair and was about to kneel down on Huangtu.

"Mr. Huang, the old woman kowtows you a hundred times, you have to save our farm!"

Huangtu was startled and hurriedly stopped the old lady and helped her back to the chair:

"Old man, don't do this. You're going to make my life go! Just say something, I will do my best to help."

The old lady was quite excited. Huangtu finally stabilized her and slowly talked about the reason for the matter.

"A few days ago, a miserable child died in our village. He died miserably. The government and the police station went there and said that he was murdered. The government would bring the murderer to... and give us an explanation."

"Mr. Huang, those young people don't know anything, don't believe in ghosts and gods, and often joke about us old antiques. But my old woman has lived so much age, and she knows that there are gods with three feet of head. The child's face is bruised, his claws are marked on his heart, and black air comes out from time to time. He is not killed, but he is clearly caught by the life-seeking ghost."

Huang Tu frowned. He knew about it. After returning from class on Monday, the old town mayor Fan Sanchuan called him over and said about it, but at that time he was focused on a hanged ghost elsewhere and ignored it.

Moreover, it is said that after this incident, the director of the town police station was removed from his post on the grounds that the police station failed to handle cases ineffectively in the face of repeated casualties in the mass.

In fact, the police station attaches great importance to these matters and sends people to investigate carefully, but the opponent is not a stranger at all. What clues can they find?

Huangtu and Fan Sanchuan understood the links, but they could not say that because these ghosts and gods cannot be involved too much with the government, otherwise the trouble would be greater than now.

At this moment, when the old lady mentioned this again, Huang Tu nodded slightly, without saying anything, she pulled the horse stool and sat down, leaned against the wall, and said lightly:

"There are gods, and there are ghosts. If the old man is willing to come to the temple to pray for gods, he naturally believes in ghosts and gods."

Seeing that her words were recognized by Mr. Miao Zhu, the old lady was a little excited. She nodded repeatedly and looked down at Huangtu's toes. Although she was sitting on a high chair, she always felt that she should be on the loess on the horse.

"The old woman knew that Mr. Huang had great magical powers and boundless magic powers. No matter what happened to us, we could not hide it from Mr. Huang's magic eyes. Those unclean things were even more in the eyes of Mr. Huang!"

The old lady's words made the boy silence.

Great magical powers? Unlimited magical powers?

Huang Tu smiled bitterly. He was just a small temple prayer, just a cultivator who was driven out of the mountain because of his dull qualifications.

Although he was strong, with a burly back and a strong figure, and his innate yellow face, he looked extremely mature. After growing a beard, someone believed him at the age of 30.

But the face is so mature that he is like "Magic Power" that he really can't beat him.

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Jiuteng Town is located in a remote place. In the old saying, it is a remote mountain area, and it is very easy to breed evil spirits and ghosts. People cannot bear it. There are many temples of all sizes in the villages, and special people are designated to serve the temple, responsible for serving the gods and handling daily trivial matters of the temple.

Loess is the temple blessing of the land land temple in Jiuteng Town.

There are ghosts in the world.

When Loess was ten years old, he suddenly saw a ghost and then embarked on a different path of growth than ordinary children. When he was a teenager, he traveled around and sought the way in Zhongnan Mountain, but because of his slow practice, he was driven out of the mountain gate.

The young man returned to Jiuteng Town and relied on his own skills to silently protect the people in this area.

Huangtu has a special feeling for this land and has been doing his best to drive away those things that should not have appeared in the world. He is very low-key. Except for the old mayor Fan Sanchuan, no one knows that the so-called land god's appearance was all caused by this young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes again and again with his life.

The hard work of loess is effective.

With him in charge, the town has become much quieter in the past three years. Not only has the number of monsters and monsters decreased, but there are also fewer violations of laws and regulations and harming the heavens. The incense in the Land Temple has undergone tremendous changes, from the beginning when no one cares about it to the current incense.

However, things in the world are impermanent.

After the New Year of the Rat, killings came unexpectedly. More than a dozen people were killed and injured in nearby villages. Some died at home and were frightened; some people encountered unexpected accidents when walking on the night road, with broken limbs and terrifying death...

Overnight, the creatures were in trouble, and the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building.

When the news came out, the town was panicked.

People panicked, not knowing that they had neglected the gods or annoyed the ghosts, and went to the land temple to burn incense and seek blessings.

As the most effective god in the town, the Land God received the most incense and carried the most prayers, and the loess became the busiest temple blessing.

Huangtu was frightened and furious, and took on the burden of chasing the murderer. In the past three weeks, he had never slept well. He went to the county school during the day to attend classes, and at night he attacked everywhere to look for ghosts and shadows, waiting for an opportunity to kill them.

Five evil ghosts were killed, which was the result of more than twenty days.

However, the situation is not optimistic, and the opponent's arrogance has not been curbed, but instead tends to become increasingly fierce.

For example today.

The school is closed on Saturday on the 21st of the second lunar month.

From the time of getting up in the morning to now at 10:30 in the morning, villagers from three villages have come in groups to pray for the blessing of the God of Land.

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"Old man, you are so proud of me! What you are talking about are abilities that only gods have. I am the same as you, all of them are flesh and blood. Although I am lucky enough to live under the gods, I am just a character who cleans up the courtyard and boils incense and lights wax. How can I understand those?"

Seeing that the old lady looked disbelief, Huangtu couldn't help rubbing her hands.

"If I had those skills, I would have swept away all the demons and ghosts of our Jiuteng, and everyone would be quiet."

"Yes, yes!" The old lady saw Huangtu's face look a little ugly, and nodded quickly, "That's a skill that only gods have."

Seeing her timid look, Huangtu felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't say anything.

"Mr. Huang, that... that's you so good recently?"

"This old lady wants to speak but stops, hesitates. She obviously has something to do in her heart, but she doesn't dare to say it. I, Huang Dongzhi, are a little rude, but I am really not a vicious person. What is this old lady concerned about?"

Huangtu was a little depressed and curious about what was wrong with this old lady.

"Old man, you can just say it. If there is a place that can be used for the loess, I will definitely do my best to help."

"It's okay, the old woman is half buried in the soil. What can I do?" the old woman smiled embarrassedly.

"This old lady... Come on, I'll be a charlatan." Huang Tu was speechless, slowly raised his face and said dryly, "Since you're fine, I'll go and do it."

As he said that, he stood up and left, and saw that the old woman had indeed changed her face. He heard her say:

"Mr. Huang, wait, the old woman has something to do."

Huangtu actually turned around, turned around and smiled:

"Old man, don't you come to this temple just because you believe that the Land God can solve it for you? I am a land God. If you have anything to say to me, there is no need to be a taboo."

That being said, for whether there are gods in charge of the good and bad fortune of the world, and whether the land incense carries these problems, Loess is actually the same as ordinary people:

Although I am willing to believe that the answer is yes, in fact, I have remembered that Loess has never seen the legendary land god appear or appear.

When the old lady saw Huangtu like this, her mood obviously eased a lot. Although she was still a little worried, she had already dared to look at Huangtu in front of her eyes.

"Mr. Huang, the old woman wants to ask a few words."

Huangtu nodded and saw the old lady looking around, as if she was guarding against the partition wall, so she said lightly:

"Please say, old man, there is no one here."

"Shigou Village was chaotic a few days ago by unclean things. After all, one died and one injured. Mr. Huang should know?" The old lady's voice was a little hoarse, and she was breathing from time to time. After all, she was old and looked at Huangtu when she said this.

Huang Tu nodded, his face did not change, but his anger could not be suppressed - when he arrived at Shigou Village due to the accident, a young man was strangled to death by a hanged ghost at home.

"Damn it, if I don't kill you, how can I be worthy of those dead innocent villagers!"

When the old lady saw Huangtu’s expressionless face, she continued:

"After that thing killed a child, he found a second child. When the child behind him was about to be poisoned, a golden armored god appeared, killed the evil ghost and saved the child."

Huangtu heard it and was slightly stunned, secretly surprised:
To be continued...