The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

At this moment, the three lucky Qitian boats had stopped in the air. Everyone was standing on the deck, looking at the endless golden wheat waves.

Smelling the fresh fragrance of wheat again, I just feel a sense of relief in my heart. It is the joy of harvest and is engraved in the memory of all human beings.

However, Li Chuyi set his sights on the Earth Temple, and he was very suspicious. There was a young monk enshrined in it. He was made of clay, but it was colored, and it looked very vivid.

There is also a bun on the head, which is the kind of small bump on the head of ordinary Buddha statues. This clay sculpture of a monk actually has it, but only half of it, while the other half has black hair hanging down his shoulders.

So it looks very weird, half of the head is a bun, and the other half is long and straight, nondescript.

The reason why I recognized him as a monk at a glance was because he was wearing cassocks and had a strange feeling. Just by looking at him, I felt that he was a monk in my heart.

There is also a bun on the head, which is a sign of Buddha, but the one in front of me is a half-Buddha? Li Chuyi murmured in his heart.

"Ahem, seniors, do you think it's strange? It's the autumn season when the wind is bleak, but the waves of wheat below are like fire. It's a bit unreasonable."

He asked casually and continued: "The wheat should be harvested in May. It doesn't seem normal here."

"Hey, shopkeeper Li's focus is so unique, we are all just looking at the scenery!" the nice person on the side joked.

"I can't help it. I was just a farmer before I started to practice. I just feel a little awkward when I see the waves of wheat in October." Li Chuyi shrugged and continued to look at the earth temple.

"It's indeed a bit weird. There's such a harvest scene. The people here don't seem to be affected by the shattering of the Twelve Lands."

Wuweizi said in a calm tone, "There is a possibility that there are people with great supernatural powers who can protect them here and keep them safe throughout their lives. They can also ensure that the weather here is smooth, and they may even mess up the weather and cause the grains to grow out of season."

"In this case, why don't we pay a visit? The other party is so powerful and protects the civilians, so he should be a compassionate person. Maybe we can go and ask the other party what the layout of the Twelve Lands is like now. How can he be better than our eyes? Catch me blind, you’re so strong just wandering around!”

It's rare for a good person to make a serious suggestion. Usually at this time, he should be thinking about the boundless wheat waves below. The people here should be extremely wealthy. Why don't they go out and lend money?

After all, he helps Heaven and Earth lend money, but no matter what your status is, whether it's a mortal or a monk, your main focus is to accumulate a little and make a lot, just to make whatever you want.

The scene fell silent.

"Besides, if you encounter him by chance, you can ask him. You don't have to look for him deliberately." Wuweizi said calmly.

In fact, in the eyes of many monks, they are not willing to come into contact with people with great supernatural powers. The feeling of being invisible in the eyes of others is very uncomfortable.

In addition, in the eyes of such a group of people, there is actually no distinction between good and evil, and everything is random, which is very difficult to figure out.

Everyone nodded, and Qi Tianzhou continued to move forward.

And along the way, all I saw were houses in their original state, with smoke curling up and connecting into sheets, and children playing and playing, just like a paradise.

In addition, they not only saw the earth temple, but also the mountain temple, the river temple, and even found out with their spiritual consciousness the statues worshiped in many people's homes, which were all enshrined by that weird monk.

Now that things have come to this, why don't everyone understand that the mighty one here, the one who protects all living beings, may be this one.

"Ahem, I can understand that many of the statues of gods have been replaced by this senior, but this is also the person enshrined in the Temple of Empress Xiangzi. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?"

Li Chuyi pointed to a place below. It was a small hill, with a few old pines on the top, and a small temple. The signboard for the concubine had not been removed.

The person enshrined inside was surprisingly still the weird monk. He was holding two dolls in his hands, smiling happily.

As for the child-giving queen, she is just a kind of god invented by mortals for women to ask for children.

In short, there are all kinds of temples in the world, and the gods worshiped in them are all kinds of strange, but most of them are fabricated out of thin air.

The main theme is that whatever needs the people have, a god will appear. It doesn’t matter whether worshiping this god is useful or not, as long as it feels useful.

At this moment, several middle-aged women, wearing colorful thin cotton clothes, were coming out of the Temple of the Empress Dowager. They were chattering non-stop, with particularly rich facial expressions.

"Oh, old Zhang family, our village has been a bit unlucky recently. For several families, the old sow had difficulty giving birth, and the piglets were suffocated to death in their stomachs."

"Sister Liu, isn't this normal? Doesn't this happen often in these eight villages? Originally, the old sow had one litter a year, but now that everyone is rich, the animals can eat more grass chaff. stand up."

The elder sister who spoke seemed to be sensible. She continued: "So, every household allows sows to have two babies a year. Pigs are actually just like people. Their bodies have not recovered well and they have no strength. The pigs You can’t hold it in your stomach until you die.”

Sister Liu heard this, but she didn't take it seriously, "I don't care. In the future, my family will give birth to piglets. I have to find a temple to worship. Otherwise, if something happens, I will be so distressed that I can't bear it."

"But, in our ten-mile-and-eight villages, there is no god who cares about this!" Another woman spoke, and she was also thinking about going to pay her respects in the future.

"Sisters, why don't we go talk to the village chief and build another old sow temple? It's dedicated to blessing sows with babies." Sister Liu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she felt that she was really smart, and she was worthy of being the smartest in the village. Capable woman.

"Okay, let's use this one for the statue in this temple!" Another woman pointed to the Temple of the Empress Dowager, "Anyway, he is worshiped in all temples, and the status of multiple old sow gods doesn't count. What."

"Sisters, my sister has always had irregular menstruation in the past six months, and the pain is severe when the period comes. Can you build another menstrual pain-free temple?" One of the slightly younger women was holding her hands. Lower abdomen, blushing.

When the remaining people heard this, a trace of regret appeared on their faces. They were also women. They had also been troubled by this matter, but why hadn't they thought of building a temple before?

"Okay, let's call it the Menstrual Painless Temple. The statue inside still enshrines this person, so let's call him the Menstrual God!"

"Let's go, let's go back to the village to discuss with the clan elders. This temple must be erected within three days. My sow only has a few days to live, and I rushed to pray for her. Make sure mother and child are safe!"

Watching several women happily running towards the village not far away.

Everyone on the boat: "..."