After being dressed as the evil god

I don't know what happened to Lichi Shangshen...

Ding Qin stood beside the Jiuqu River, her thoughts wandering for a while.

The catastrophe is constantly running, she has been away from the Li Mansion for a while, and the outside situation is far from the peace and comfort in the mountains, but she cannot hope that she will stay under the protection of God forever.Even though Li Chi seemed so powerful, she always remembered that God was wounded, and that day, under the light of the god, she saw an empty shadow.She also wants to be able to do something for God...

Thinking of this, Ding Qin couldn't help touching her forehead. The divine seal on her forehead was still hidden, but she could always feel the warm and soft divine power in it, like a gaze falling on her...

The gods are different, and the seal of the gods must be felt.Her divine seal did not show any abnormality, and the mountain was calm, so everything must be fine, and she had to work hard.

Ding Qin took a deep breath and looked at the canal beside the Jiuqu River.

This canal has just been repaired, and the sides and bottom are paved with clean pebbles and gravel to prevent the water from coming into contact with the soil soaked in the bitter rain below.There is no water in the canal yet, and the part connected to the Jiuqu River is being blocked by a section of soil at this time.

Standing beside Ding Qin, the tall and graceful red-crowned crane lowered his head and asked, "Can it be done? Don't force it. Just try a few times and take your time."

Ding Qin nodded, suppressing the tension in her heart.

The water in the Jiuqu River is also polluted, and only after the river water has been purified can it be introduced into the canal for use.

During this period of time, Lu Guo has already developed a method to filter out the saltiness and bitterness in the water. He only needs to find a way to purify the evil spirits in the water before he can use it.

But it was also the first time for Ding Qin to actually set up the water purification formation. In fact, it wasn't long before she even started to formally set up the formation.

When Li Feng taught her formations before, she always practiced on the formation boards, and the formation boards were no more than the size of a desktop at most.

More than a month ago, when Ding Qin tried to set up a formation to protect Dingjia Village from the evil spirits, it was the first time she really practiced it.

The inspiration between heaven and earth became more and more chaotic, and it became more and more difficult to perform all kinds of spells, not to mention setting up a formation that could cover the entire Dingjia Village. At that time, Ding Qin was also very nervous. If she clicked on the divine seal, she might not be able to succeed on her own.

When Bai Hong came back and saw the formation, he was also very pleasantly surprised: "You know this? Great, help me arrange the other places as well."

Seeing Ding Qin nodding in response, Bai Hong swung her onto his back with his long mouth in his mouth, and flew up with his wings spread.

Ding Qin was taken aback: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Bai Hong complained: "If I don't solve it sooner, I will exhaust those crazy monsters everywhere! After this matter is settled, I will never do this job again."

Ding Qin couldn't help asking: "Didn't you prove your position as a god of the earth?"

If it is a local god, there is no way to abandon it anyway and just say quit.

Baihong groaned helplessly, "I'm not the god of the earth here. I got the god position through the way of wind. I traveled here more than 1000 years ago. At that time, the situation here was dire. I was soft-hearted for a moment, so I stayed here." Come down and take care of it, and accumulate some merit by the way."

"What was the situation here more than 1000 years ago?" Ding Qin asked curiously.

"Aren't you still enshrining that ghost king?" Bai Hong said, "Earlier, there were no righteous gods around here, and there was a river demon who didn't know where it came from in the Jiuqu River, who had to eat live sacrifices every year, and then the ghost king appeared After killing the river demon, the neighborhood will survive."

Ding Qin also knew this story. All the nearby villages near the Jiuqu River enshrined a ghost king besides the god who protected them.

Although the ghost king is sitting on the incense, he has never revealed his holy signs in front of people, so everyone is not sure whether the ghost king is real or not. Not necessarily anymore.After all, an unknowable ghost king is no match for a Shinto practitioner who guards them day and night.

But even if the ghost kings really existed, they might not care much about their incense.Anyway, the ghost king has never caused disasters because of people's dishonest offerings.

Ding Qin didn't take the ghost king's existence seriously before, but when Yun Ling was entangled by ghost dogs, she saw the ghost king's majestic wedding dress with her own eyes.

"That river demon is a filthy demon that devours essence and blood. It has cultivated supernatural powers, and even the idle gods are no match for it. It made trouble in the Jiuqu River before, and naturally there are no serious protectors around here—even if there was one, there are none." She was devoured by that river monster. Even if the ghost king was born and killed the river monster, although the ghost king is sane, she is full of evil spirits, so she is not suitable to be the existence that can protect the living beings of the place." Bai Hong continued.

"At that time, I was comprehending the way of wind and traveling around. When I passed by here, my heart softened for a moment, so I stayed. But who would have thought that after more than a thousand years, this place still has not produced a Shinto practitioner who aspires to become an earth god. ? Because of this poor work, I have not lost much time."

One person and one spirit were talking, and they arrived at the place without knowing it.Baihong retracted his wings and landed near another village. He asked Ding Qin to help set up the formation.

Ding Qin helped set up formations for more than a month, but those were all defensive formations.It is not difficult to purify the evil spirit formation, but it is not easy to completely purify the water entering the canal while being able to withstand the impact of the Jiuqu River water entering the canal.

The evil spirit is invisible, qualityless and tasteless, and ordinary people who have not practiced it cannot detect it. This canal supplies water to several nearby villages. People trust her and the Crane God. They believe that after being treated by her, the water in the canal will no longer have evil spirits.If there is an omission in the formation, the water will become poisonous poison that endangers people.

The head of the canal was dug into a round pool, and the foundation of the formation was buried under it, and there was only one last step left—to connect the world with spiritual energy and activate the formation.

Ding Qin concentrated all his attention, and in his spiritual eyes, the leaping ideas between heaven and earth appeared one by one.Concentrating her divine power with her fingertips, she probed forward, seeming to draw slowly and steadily in the air bit by bit, the aura was like ink, and the divine power was like a brush, a clear aura then circled into a seal and fell into the formation.

The aura fluctuates, and the formation is complete.

Ding Qin breathed a sigh of relief: "Give it a try, it should work."

Baihong nodded, and grabbed the air with his long legs. The soil layer between the Jiuqu River and the canal was broken, and the river water rushed down, drawn by the power of the formation, and circled in the round pool.

The formation was impacted by the evil spirit in the water, and the hidden power was instantly activated, causing the surrounding spirit to vibrate, and the water in the pool was also turbulent.

Ding Qin stared intently at the operation of the formation. After a while, the power of the formation gradually stabilized, and the river water circling in the round pond also gradually calmed down, and began to enter the channel behind along the ramp.

The river water washed up the gravel in the canal, making it look a bit turbid, but the evil spirit in the water has disappeared.With the sound of the impact of the water potential, the river gradually meanders along the canal, and after filling the canal, it becomes stable, and the silt that has been washed up also begins to gradually settle.

Up to now, the formation has been operating stably.

"It doesn't look like a problem." Ding Qin murmured.

"Thank you for your hard work." Bai Hong said, "I'll just watch it from now on."

The river water in the canal is still salty, and the saltiness and bitterness will be filtered out when the nearby villagers use it. This is also the latest law promulgated by the State of Lu. The evil spirit in the water must be removed before the water is filtered. .

When the evil spirit is still there, this salty and bitter taste is a reminder to the creatures who have not practiced before. With this taste, they will not drink water with strong evil spirit unsuspectingly.

This canal is not big, and it can barely supply the nearby villages. Although it is not enough to irrigate the fields for the time being, compared to those places that are not close to the water source, this place is already considered lucky.

As time goes by, the solar terms gradually move towards the hottest time of the year. This year's weather is exceptionally hot, there has been no rainfall, and the soil in some places has even begun to dry out.

Outside Zhangning City, the original bustling scene has disappeared, and the rebuilt ones are simple thatched huts.The refugees hid from the scorching sun in the huts and under the shade of the trees, looking at the closed city gate with hope.

"Grandpa, it's almost time for the porridge, isn't it?" The seven or eight-year-old boy looked around longingly.

"Wait a little longer." The old man stroked the boy's head with his big hand with clear veins, "Run faster then."

The boy hugged the broken bowl tightly in his arms, nodded, looked at the refugees gathered around him, and asked fearfully, "With so many of us, will we run out of food, and there will be no more food?"

"No." The old man reassured, "This is the capital, and there is a palace in the capital, which is the place with the most food in the world, and there is a king in the palace, the king is the most merciful, and he will not ignore us."

The national capital must be the richest and safest place, and the national capital must be able to bring them a way of life.

"But," the boy looked timidly at the soldiers guarding the city wall, "Why doesn't the capital let us in?"

……

In the palace, Lu Hong was extremely busy.After the court meeting for several days in a row, he left several ministers behind for a small court meeting. After that, he even left them directly in the palace, where they ate and lodged with him every day to handle affairs.

It was another small court meeting, and Lu Hong tiredly supported his forehead and massaged it.Even if they are so busy every day, what they can do is too limited.

The country of Lu not only needs a method to purify the polluted water source, but also needs new rainfall. The polluted fields need to be cleaned up, the turbid demons that are in trouble need to be dealt with, the wilting and yellow plants, sick and dead animals...

These are difficult for mortals to solve. Although there are practitioners enshrined in Lu State, the abilities of practitioners are also limited, not to mention that they also need to accumulate capital to survive the catastrophe that follows.

The same is true of gods.Incense sacrifice is not a panacea for the gods. It takes time to refine the incense and remove the vows. Although Lu Guo has been offering sacrifices, the gods are also solving those demons who have been stimulated by evil spirits and lost their minds. The purification plan can temporarily maintain a certain limit of water supply, and the rain seems to be less urgent...

But the reality is far more complicated than that.Even the most harmless ordinary people will become dangerous when they become refugees who lack food and clothing.However, under the influence of people with ulterior motives, there was a tendency to gather and rebel, and the three-day bitter rain was also spread as a sign that King Lu had no way and a disaster from heaven, and with the occurrence of drought, the rumors tended to intensify.

The momentum of the rebel army must be suppressed in time, but the army needs food and grass to travel, and with the drought, what Lu Guo lacks most now is food and grass.

If it doesn't rain again, I'm afraid there will be a military disaster.

The refugees outside Zhangning City gathered more and more, Lu Hong couldn't ignore it, but he couldn't keep feeding these people by giving porridge.

There is still some arable land outside the city, but without rain, the land can only be abandoned.There is no way for refugees to be resettled outside the city, but he also cannot send people into the capital, which will inevitably lead to chaos.What's more, under the guidance of people with good intentions, there are already signs of refugees gathering to try to rebel in other places. Who knows if there are any people among these refugees?

But there are too many refugees, and if they gather outside the city, troubles will happen sooner or later. If someone instigates them again, the consequences will be even more serious.There is limited food in Zhangning City. Although porridge can still be given out now, it may not be so after a while...

The corners of Lu Hong's lips were frothing with anxiety these few days, and he was arguing about this matter in the daily court meeting. Some people proposed to disperse the refugees while the number of refugees was still under control, but they were immediately opposed.

"What's the difference between you and murder?!" A minister with half-white hair reprimanded fiercely, "These refugees were originally good citizens. Go here! Did you make such a suggestion because you have not seen the horrors of those who fell on the road?! Many refugees have fallen on the road, and those who can rush here can no longer walk. You drive them away , and where do you want them to go to find a way to survive? Do you want these people who trust us to die?!"

But the minister who raised his mind also had a reason. The wrinkles on his tensed face became deeper and deeper, and he said in a heavy voice: "Do you have any solution? If you don't calm down now, won't you die even more when something happens? People who don’t know how to consume food for nothing?! You only see the fallen people on the side of the road, but you can’t make up your mind. When there is a military chaos in the future, this kind of tragedy will happen everywhere in Lu Kingdom. Give it up And don’t you understand Baowan’s truth?”

"It's not yet that time. If the polluted soil on the surface is removed, as long as there is rain, many wastelands can be recultivated. What are you trying to do now?!"

"Where is the rain?!"

The catastrophe made it rainless this year, and the country of Lu has been offering sacrifices, but it hasn't rained yet.Although the gods who are good at rain also accept incense from mortals, they don't depend on it. What the gods think, mortals have no way of knowing. Expect to plan.

After the quarrel, the minister who proposed raised his robe and knelt down, and said painstakingly: "The king can't bear to make a decision, and I am willing to take this responsibility."

Lu Hong's lips trembled, but he didn't speak.

"When the refugees outside the city riot, it will be too late, Your Majesty!"

……

Outside the city, old people and boys are still waiting, like so many other refugees.

The city gate opened slowly, and a cart filled with many large barrels was pushed out.

"It's porridge, it's porridge!" People flocked to the porridge shop.There were guarding soldiers in awe. Although people were pushing and crowding, they did not fight.

The boy and the old man also ran towards the porridge shed, and the crowd quickly dispersed them. The boy hugged the bowl tightly, and his small figure was submerged in the crowd. Someone bumped into him Behind him, someone's legs blocked him, the boy staggered, fell to the ground, and was about to be trampled by the crowd.

"Don't squeeze! Get out of the way!" Someone yelled loudly and pushed the crowd away to pick up the fallen boy.

The boy was dizzy, before he could see who saved him, he touched the bowl on his chest first.

The broken bowl, which had a gap in it, has been broken into pieces of broken porcelain.The boy was about to cry, but tried his best to hold back the tears: "My bowl..."

How can he serve porridge without a bowl?Porridge givers don't offer bowls.

"Master Zhong." The leader of the soldiers leaned over and saluted the man who saved him in a low voice.

Zhong Yongwang waved his hand, the soldiers are not easy, there are too many refugees, accidents are inevitable.He looked at the crowd who had already lined up under the scolding of the soldiers. The porridge in the porridge shed was limited. Even if the kid had a bowl, he probably wouldn't be able to make it to the line.

He hesitated for a moment, took off the bamboo tube on his body, took out half a piece of bread from his arms, and handed it to the boy: "Eat it."

Only then did the boy look up and notice the person who rescued him. It was a tall man, and his clothes were a little messy, but they were all made of strong and good fabric.

The boy pursed his thirsty lips and asked cautiously, "How many sips can I have?"

Food is very precious now, but clean water is no less precious than food.

Zhong Yongwang was startled, and said warmly, "I'll give it all to you."

The refugees who lined up looked over eagerly and enviously, but because of the deterrence of the soldiers and the hope for the soup kitchen, no one tried to loot it.

"Thank you sir." The boy carefully ate two mouthfuls of biscuits, drank two more mouthfuls of water, and then stuffed the bamboo tube.

"Why don't you eat?" Zhong Yongwang asked.

"I want to leave it to grandpa." The boy said timidly while holding the bamboo tube in his hand.

"Where's your grandfather?" Zhong Yongwang asked again.

"It was washed away. We made an appointment, and we will meet under that tree every time we get the porridge." The boy replied, pointing to a half-dead tree not far away.

But when the porridge ran out and the refugees returned to their huts, the boy's grandfather still did not appear.

The boy opened his mouth to cry, anxious and worried, not daring to stay too far from the tree, and shouted loudly around: "Grandpa! Grandpa!"

However, the old man never showed up. Some people were knocked down and injured while serving the porridge, and they were lying on the side. His grandfather was not among them.

Zhong Yongwang sighed secretly, he had already guessed what the old man was thinking, he knelt down and said to the boy: "Come with me first."

The boy shook his head stubbornly: "I have to wait for grandpa. Grandpa will be anxious if he can't find me. Grandpa hasn't eaten yet..."

"You wait here, but you won't get any results. How about this, you leave your things under the tree. I'm Zhong Yongwang, and I live in Xierchang Street. Then your grandfather will be able to come to you." Zhong Yongwang said.

He called out his name and address aloud again, and led the reluctant boy into the city.

After they left, the old man turned out from behind a shed not far away, looked in the direction they left, and wiped his dry and red eyes.

……

In the court hall, the atmosphere was oppressive and silent. Looking at the tired and stubborn ministers below, Lu Hong felt that his throat was so dry: "This matter, tomorrow..."

"Your Majesty! Our disaster relief food truck was just robbed by refugees, Your Majesty!"

Lu Hong took a deep breath and closed his eyes: "Wait another three days, after three days, if you still..."

Before Lu Hong could finish his sentence, someone from outside the palace rushed in: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! It's raining!"

"What did you say?!" Lu Hong suddenly got up.

"It's raining, Your Majesty!" The messenger shouted with joy on his face, "It's normal rain! Drinkable water!"

Lu Hong walked quickly outside the hall and looked up at the sky.

Little drops of rain, as fine as a hair, fell, leaving little wet marks on the ground.

The ministers in the hall also followed. The half-white-haired minister stretched out his hand forward, and the palm was gradually splashed with water the size of a grain of rice. He said worriedly: "How can this little rain be enough..."

The minister, whose robe was still kneeling below his knees, raised his head, a drop of rainwater fell into the corner of his eyes, and the thin drops of water quickly disappeared into the wrinkles: "It's raining, why don't you be happy for a while?"

The half-white-haired minister grinned and let out a long breath: "Of course I'm happy. It's raining. Don't think about doing such cruel things again."

He turned his head to look at the other party, only to find that his harsh wrinkles had already stretched out, and he smiled happier than him.

It's raining!

The rain pattered down, getting bigger and bigger, and the cool water vapor moistened the hot and dry air, and finally stayed in a hazy fog, but the weight could be felt on the palm of the hand.

Zhangning City, Langyue City, Taiwu County, Shuigu Town... People raised their heads to look at the sky in unison.

The remaining veins of Daqing Mountain, Li Mansion.After Li raised his head, he didn't look at the villages and towns down the mountain, but at the depths of Daqing Mountain.

The sky there was still clear and blue.This rain only fell on the territory of Lu State.

Not all places worship the gods as devoutly as Lu, and not all places are willing to trust and rely on the gods. Naturally, the gods don't need to spend precious accumulation and divine power to help mortals during the catastrophe.

Later Li withdrew his gaze and looked at the courtyard that was still blocked by the thick fog. He couldn't help worrying in his heart. Several months had passed, and there was still no movement from Lichi Shangshen.

This is not normal, according to Lichi Shangshen's character, if there is a similar thing, he will definitely make arrangements in advance, just like the nightmare eating incident.

God is hurt, only he and Ding Qin know about it.Ding Qin has the divine seal of the God of Lichi on her body. If something happens to the God of Shang, Ding Qin will definitely feel it. According to her current ability, it won't take too long to return from Dingjia Village.So... there should be no problem?

But Hou Li was still a little uneasy.If after a while, there is still no movement in the white mist, should he go and get Ding Qin back?Maybe she can perceive something by relying on the connection of the god seal...

……

dream world.The fragments of old memories dissipated, and the god was once again lost in the white mist.

One after another prayers sounded in the mist, pointing to a new direction.

... I would like to use my blood body as the food of the gods ... I pray for forgiveness and repentance, and I will still serve you.

Another prayer.

The gods followed the sound and looked.

As his existence spread in the world, more and more mortals worshiped and prayed to him.Its power is weak, but its desire is strong.

The desire to be strong makes people gather and cooperate, reproduce and grow on the earth with humble strength, and build a magnificent scene.

Under the sun, sandalwood and beautiful jade are used as altars, and gold plates and silver cups are used to hold sacrifices.

The sacrificial priests were prostrating, lowering their heads and bowing their eyes to solemnly pray "pray for forgiveness and repentance", which seemed devout.

But their thoughts have already risen with the green smoke.

fear.The evil cause is entangled, and the evil result must be repaid. People who know what kind of evil cause they have planted have also begun to fear that the same evil result will be repaid to themselves.

hate.Hate the enemy, why can't it be dealt with quietly?

anger.A humble servant, but he doesn't obey orders, doesn't follow his will, not to mention cunning, and dares to resist.

Love to read.There are so many beautiful things in the world, how can we not be reluctant to leave them?

joy.Ordinary manpower is small, but the gods are powerful, and now if you offer a big sacrifice, you can get the favor of the gods.Cause and effect are cut off, evil rewards are no longer there, happiness and happiness in the world are endless, and there is no worry about the collapse of the building.

desire...

The strong desire became more and more intense, burning into deep and violent love, hatred, anger and fear, which made people try to use the power of the gods with humble power.

Why not?

If there is no need for mortals, why would the high gods lower their eyes to contact mortals?

That being the case, what the gods want is probably their sacrifice.Those humble people can offer nothing more than a bowl of water, a stick of incense, or a little of their own blood. They can be used as a prosperous family. They can provide the gods with the most mellow wine, the most precious spices, and Pure and fresh life and soul.

As long as the gods are willing to accept their sacrifices, they will listen to their wishes and fulfill their wishes for them.

They are willing to "repent", haven't they already offered the most precious sacrifices for "repentance"?

The blood spread along the patterns, spreading out the finely carved patterns on the altar in the gradually icy cold. The few people who were used as sacrifices had lost their breath, leaving only distorted faces with wide-eyed eyes, and the original ones in the bowl. Red hot heart.

Under the bright sunlight, such a grand sacrifice finally attracted the eyes of the gods they were looking forward to, even if the karma of the priests was not broken.

Therefore, the most arrogant and filthy thoughts of the priests who knelt and kowtowed in the most humble posture also fell into the ears of the gods.The cause and effect of the gray-black blood-stained is also vivid in the eyes of the gods.

The god's eyes moved to the altar, but the gorgeous and exquisite gold, silver and jade could not keep his eyes for a moment. What he saw were the four souls crying and suffering with their empty hearts.

The bone-white pen slipped from Shenming's sleeve, and the tip of the pen was stained with gradually icy blood.

The gods were sacrificed and listened to the souls who died tragically on the altar.

People who push themselves with desires also regard desires as the norms of the world. When people full of greed try to understand gods with their own norms, they also forget that there is a word in this world called compassion.