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"Go away!"

"Get out of here!"

"Spit out the sun, monster!"

Villagers in Dongshan Village beat with gongs, drums, washbasins, even benches, and poles.

The bright sun in the sky lost a corner at some point, and it looked like a big pie that had been gnawed.

It was only June, but the villagers felt a chill.

There are more and more missing parts, as if there is a giant troll trying to swallow up the sun on which human beings depend for survival!

"Tengu is eclipsing the sun, hurry up and light the firecrackers!"

"Move, move."

"If the sun is eaten by the tengu, we will really be swallowed by darkness and weirdness!"

The villagers in sackcloth panicked and forced themselves to calm down.

Wang Xiuyuan, an old man holding a wooden crutch, shouted angrily: "The men in the village all took up weapons, and the women and children continued to beat the gongs and drums to scare away the tengu. I will go to the village head with the village chief to seek help from Lord Jiling."

"Yes!"

"As ordered!"

They are believers in the sun, adhering to the ancient tradition of sunrise and sunset.Because only when the sun shines, those horrible existences outside the village will disappear for a short time.

Once the sun disappears, the whole world will fall into terrifying darkness and weirdness.

The village head, Wang Minghai, is a middle-aged man with a strong build. He listened to the gongs, drums, firecrackers, and shouts that kept ringing in his ears, with a little worry on his face.He turned his head to look at the old man next to him, and asked, "Clan elder, is there still no response from Lord Ji Ling?"

"Hey, almost half a month has passed, and Lord Jiling has not responded. I hope this sacrifice can wake up Lord."

Wang Xiuyuan sighed, just now he was full of confidence in front of the villagers, but now he showed deep helplessness.

"Pray that the Tiangu eclipse will be a little shorter this time. We have lit more than a dozen fires and pasted the evil spirits at the head and tail of the village. If there are not many ghosts and evil spirits coming, we should be able to hold on." Wang Minghai clenched the long knife at his waist, his eyes were full of fierceness.

The two of them walked through the thatched houses built of loess. The originally round sun was only a small half, and a huge shadow was cast from the sky, gradually covering the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

Ye Xiao's infiltrating screams suddenly appeared, and the entire Dongshan Village seemed to be completely dark.

Wang Xiuyuan shivered and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

The earth temple at the head of the village is in sharp contrast with the surrounding thatched loess houses. It turned out to be blue brick and red painted tile houses, and there is even a pair of door couplets at the gate.

Earth temples are the most common folk temples. Most of them are just small broken buildings built with stones in the wild. The better ones are built with bricks and stones. Almost only in prosperous and prosperous places will there be such a large-scale building. temple.

It is definitely the most luxurious and huge building in Dongshan Village, which is out of place and abrupt.

Mr. Wang Xiuyuan entered the Earth Temple on crutches, lit three specially made incense sticks, and then knelt respectfully in front of a statue of the Earth God.

"Master Ji Ling, please quickly manifest your spirit!"

"Master Jiling, please help us!"

The smoke from burning sandalwood rose faintly, hovering around the statue of the God of Earth for a long time without dissipating.

The huge pig's head and fruits on the table look very attractive, but this statue of the land god has not changed at all.

The village head, Wang Minghai, also knelt down on the futon on the ground. He kept prostrating, but did not get any feedback.

Usually, this kind of sandalwood specially made by the court would be absorbed by the statue soon after it was lit, but now it has not moved.

Wang Xiuyuan knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. He said sadly, "Could it be that you, the Land Lord, have given up on us too?"

In the past few years, both the imperial court and the people have been organizing large and small sacrificial activities, but they have received less and less feedback.

Many people are saying in private that the emperor is fatuous and innocent, which led to him being abandoned by the gods.

The rest of the gods don't need to appear, but if the sacrificial spirit is gone, the whole village may be destroyed!

"Did you meet people from other villages when you went to Qifeng Town before? Have you ever asked about the spirit sacrifices in their villages?"

The village chief Wang Minghai shook his head: "Everyone is very vigilant about the matter of worshiping the spirit. I just asked around and was avoided by the rest of the people. Anyway, the sacrifice spirit in Qifeng Town should still be there."

"Could it be that the heavens are going to destroy our Dongshan Village?" Wang Xiuyuan looked at the long-existing incense smoke, "This is already the longest-existing Lord Jiling, but it still disappears."

While they were talking, the sky outside suddenly changed from dusk to dark night.

The whistling cold wind pierced the bones, and the candlelight in the Earth Temple began to flicker.

"The sun is gone!" Wang Xiuyuan stood up immediately, who knew that the speed was so fast that he became dizzy, and Wang Minghai hurried to support him.

The entire land of Huaxia was shrouded in darkness, with the howling wind, evil spirits and ghosts appeared from unknown places, and began to pounce on their favorite blood food.

"The evil spirit is here!"

"Hide away!"

"The Suppressing Evil Talisman is on fire, why didn't Lord Ji Ling take action!"

"The Lord of the Land bless us."

The villagers who were holding gongs, drums and firecrackers hurriedly fled to the Earth Temple here, and they put their last hope on Jiling.

The Suppressing Evil Talisman issued by the imperial court spontaneously ignited without fire, and there were ghosts laughing and laughing in the air. They were faintly visible and weak, so they could only bully the sick and the old and the young.

"Damn it, those talismans and seals drawn by the imperial court are cutting corners more and more!" The village head Wang Minghai really didn't expect the evil-suppressing talisman to fail so quickly. He originally thought that it would last at least half an hour as usual, but now it's only one hour. The kung fu of cupping tea is gone.

The evil spirit talisman is the most powerful defense method for each village besides offering sacrifices to spirits, and only two pieces can be received from the superior court every year.

Few villages are willing to use them, they are veritable life-saving charms!

Dongshan Village managed to save a few cards, and used up two when the evil spirit sneaked in, and the two that just spontaneously ignited and disappeared were the last ones in stock.

The so-called sacrificial spirit is actually equivalent to the patron saint. A tree, a weapon or a statue can become a sacrificial spirit, provided they are psychic.

The entire Chinese land is filled with ghosts, goblins, and evil spirits.

Whenever night falls, these evil spirits appear in groups and emerge in endlessly.

Not to mention ordinary people, even monks or martial arts masters can hardly survive in the wild.

The villages without the protection of the spirit sacrifices have turned into ruins. There is an official road between the county seat and the town. Every year, it needs to be continuously repaired and the talismans on the official road can barely pass through.

As for the relationship between villages and villages, villages and towns, and counties, there is no official way to talk about it, only luck.

As long as you step out of the village, you will be targeted by ghosts, monsters, goblins, and monsters.

The guardian of the spirit worship can get merit and incense. These two things can make them stronger quickly, and they can break away from the ranks of goblins and ghosts and become a member of the huge system of heaven.

The two sides can be regarded as mutually beneficial.

The more powerful the spirit of sacrifice will choose a larger place, every village, town, county, and city has a spirit of sacrifice.However, the strength of the sacrificial spirits is different, which causes some weak sacrificial spirits to flee or even die in the face of evil attacks and invasions, which will cause villages and county towns to be wiped out!

In the past, there were gods to restrain them, and all kinds of sacrifice spirits did not dare to be too arrogant and reckless.

Now that the gods are not visible, more and more sacrificial spirits are starting to make small moves.

Those things are too far away from Dongshan Village. Their sacrificial spirit here is the land at the head of the village, guarding the safety of the village day and night, and blessing the harvest of the land.

Regardless of the relatively low status of land in the list of gods, it actually contains many good wishes of the general public to dispel evil spirits, avoid disasters, pray for blessings, etc. It is a veritable god of good fortune!

When the evil spirits invaded last time, the land master didn't react at all.

This time, he didn't even absorb the specially made incense. Now that the village head Wang Minghai knew that the matter was tricky, he could only quickly let the villagers enter the earth temple, trying to scare the evil spirits with the remnant breath of the sacrificial spirit.

"Come in, come in, come in!"

"Come to the earth temple to worship!"

"Soldiers, don't stop, inspire your vigorous blood."

"With the blessing of the Land Lord, we can get through it safely!"

Neither Wang Minghai nor Wang Xiuyuan mentioned the disappearance of Jiling. Everyone knew that people's hearts should not be disturbed now.

Once the villagers know about the disappearance of the sacrificial spirit, they will definitely be extremely flustered under the excitement, giving the evil spirits a chance to sneak in.

The population of Dongshan Village is not large, there are about one hundred and eighty people, old and young, women and children, even so, the originally spacious Earth Temple is still crowded to the brim.

The strong man held a weapon in his hand, arousing the strong blood in his body.

Those who are masculine with qi and blood will be replaced by ghosts and gods!

Immediately afterwards, the patriarch Wang Xiuyuan took out a series of strange things from his pocket, and put them in the corners of the Earth Temple.

There are cut branches, stones that have been split into several pieces, sharp and simple horns, and a dagger.

These objects seem to have been around for some years. They were all used to be the sacrifice spirits of Dongshan Village, but they suffered catastrophe and did not survive for a long time.

"Mom, I'm scared."

"Don't be afraid, we are safe with the land master here."

The villagers looked at the statue of the God of Earth respectfully in the main hall of the temple, and their fear gradually calmed down.

But at this moment, a green-faced, fang-toothed evil spirit suddenly appeared above the Earth Temple.

It has an unreal shape, looks like blue smoke, sharp claws and fangs, and scarlet eyes staring at the villagers in the temple, with a huge mouth breathing black air, and laughed loudly: "A lot of delicious food!"

"Oops, it's a green-faced ghost."

The village chief Wang Minghai secretly thought that something was wrong, this green-faced ghost was not an ordinary lonely ghost, his strength was very powerful, and he could already show his figure.

Usually, Ji Ling has to go through a lot of trouble to deal with the green-faced ghost. If he and others match up, the odds of winning are very slim.

But everyone in the village was behind him, so he could only stand up.

Wang Minghai quickly pulled out the long knife from his waist, then gritted his teeth and cut the palm of his left hand, smearing the dark red blood on the long knife, then jumped into the air, and slashed at the green-faced ghost with the long knife.

The masculinity in the body of a martial arts practitioner is quite strong, and the ten fingers connect to the heart, and the palm of the hand is connected to the blood of the heart, which has a certain effect of destroying demons and exorcising ghosts.

However, when the long knife hit the green-faced ghost, it fell lightly, as if it was cutting a wisp of green smoke, and did not hurt the opponent at all.

With a wave of the green-faced ghost's long claws, it directly cut open the coarse cloth jacket on Wang Minghai's body, leaving a few claw marks on his chest that exuded black air!

"village head!"

The villagers were shocked and angry, but they had no way to deal with it. They could only retreat quickly, and all of them huddled together.

The rest of the patrol team stepped forward to help the village head who had fallen to the ground. Their hands holding the weapons were trembling, but no one stepped back.

The villagers behind have their relatives and family members. If they also quit, who will protect them?

At this time, the patriarch Wang Xiuyuan, who was originally leaning on crutches, walked like flying, picked up the incense burner that was originally enshrined in front of the statue of the Lord of the Land, and threw it towards the green-faced ghost.

The unremarkable incense ash immediately scattered all over the green-faced ghost, as if hot oil met water, and it exploded!

The originally solid body of the blue-faced ghost became illusory, and even a long-lost pain appeared.

Wang Xiuyuan has rich experience, and he made good use of the advantages of the Earth Temple to inflict heavy damage on the green-faced ghost.

These incense ashes are not simple. Many factors, such as the special incense made by the imperial court, the devout worship of the villagers for decades, and the divine blessing of the earth temple, have become a powerful weapon against demons.

Under the pain, the face of the blue-faced ghost was distorted, and instead of shrinking, his figure even swelled due to anger!

A mouthful of black mist was spit out, and the strong men in the patrol team in front were all stunned to the ground and unconscious.

The village chief Wang Minghai, who was seriously injured in the chest, tried his best to support his body and stood up, staggering in an attempt to block the attack of the green-faced ghost. The villagers behind screamed, cried, and begged for mercy, and some even hid behind the statue of the Land Lord. There was a shiver under the table.

"Land Lord, come and help!"

"Please help us."

"The village head uncle has fallen, please manifest yourself!"

"If you show up this time, I will kill the pig at home as a sacrifice later."

"Grandfather Land, please help Uncle Village!"

……

"What's the sound, it's so noisy!"

Lin Xiang vaguely heard cries and pleas, he thought it was someone making trouble outside his rented house.

So with a hint of getting up, he was extremely impatient and planned to sit up, but found that he couldn't move his whole body.

"You won't be crushed by ghosts, right?" Lin Xiang suddenly had such a thought in his head.

As a native of China, he has heard of ghost press from time to time, but he has never experienced it himself.

Now that he is clearly conscious, his limbs and eyes are not in control, which makes him extremely uncomfortable.

It is precisely because the eyes cannot see that the hearing is particularly keen.

"What does it mean that so many people are praying to me?"

"Why are they looking for the land master?"

"Is it drought or locust plague, or lack of food?"

The sound of crying and rushing outside continued, and there was even the sound of fighting, which sounded extraordinarily noisy and lively.

Eager to know what happened, Lin Xiang kept struggling, and a translucent game panel appeared in front of him.

【Name: Lin Xiang】

[Occupation: Lord of the Land]

[Influence: Heavenly Court]

[Template: NPC]

【Level: 0】

[Experience value: 0/100]

[Skills: Earth Escape, Super Soul Attraction, Harvesting the Grain, Inviting God Art]

[Professional characteristics: exorcising evil spirits, avoiding disasters, praying for blessings]

[Number of Incense: 10]

"No way, how did I become a land lord, and I'm still the one who was formally received in the heavenly court!"

Lin Xiang was a little dazed, and he turned into an NPC, the weakest fairy in the mythology.

His only impression of Land Lord is that in Journey to the West, the old man who was called around by Monkey King and even various monsters, now he has changed from a human to a god, which is really hard to accept.

Anyway, come to a flesh body to become a god, what about my own body now?

Just as Lin Xiang was thinking hard, the statue in the Earth Temple began to change.

Originally it looked like an old man with a childlike face and white hair and a kind face, but now it has gradually turned into a statue of a young scholar with a feather fan and a scarf.

At the same time, the incense that was floating on the ceiling of the Earth Temple was suddenly attracted by the new statue of the scholar.

"The Lord of the Land has appeared!"

"We are saved!"

"Land Lord, please save us, the village chief has been defeated."

"There are a lot of monsters outside, God bless you!"

These panicked villagers immediately found their backbone, and began to kneel down on the ground, kowtowing desperately.

Lin Xiang couldn't see anything at first, but when the statue of the Lord of the Land turned into his face, he regained his perception of the surroundings, but he couldn't move.

His eyes swept over dozens of people in front of him, and he looked at the green-faced ghost who was approaching Wang Minghai, and he jumped.

"Calm down, gods have appeared, and ghosts are very reasonable."

When the green-faced ghost turned into black smoke and rolled towards Wang Minghai, Lin Xiang subconsciously used the super-drawing soul in the skill list, and the number of incense immediately decreased by 1.

As a god, he needs to consume incense to activate his skills.

A golden light suddenly appeared, enveloping the black smoke immediately, and then the green-faced ghost inside the black smoke revealed his real face, it turned out to be an ordinary man!

The golden light led the man who had regained his original appearance to escape directly to the underworld, heading straight for the gate of hell.

[Kill the lv.3 green-faced ghost and get 80 experience points. 】

A thought rose in Lin Xiang's head: "It turns out that the land is so strong!"

Perhaps it is because the Lord of the Land in the film and television works appears submissive in front of other gods and powerful monsters, causing everyone to completely forget that they are real gods, and they should not be too easy to deal with small ghosts like green-faced ghosts.

The priesthood of the Lord of the Land is not only the harvest of the grain and the prosperity of the six animals, they also have a part of the priesthood of the underworld.

The green-faced ghost hit the muzzle of the gun completely!

Usually there are sacrifice spirits in Dongshan Village, and these evil spirits dare not appear at all.

This time, the great opportunity of the Tiangu eclipse, coupled with the disappearance of the spirit of worship, dared to come here to test it out, but unexpectedly, he was directly saved!

The villagers were very happy after seeing the blue-faced ghost that disappeared without a trace. It just so happened that the sun that had disappeared in the sky was gradually spit out by the tengu.

"Thank you, Grandpa Land, for saving your life!"

"If there is no help from the Land Lord, we will be in trouble this time."

"Why is the statue of Lord Jiling different?"

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