Modern Little Town God

Ruan Jiao was stunned, he didn't expect this kid to notice the child of the nanny couple, his eyes softened, he touched Miao Xiaoheng's head weakly, and said: "Your obsession hasn't disappeared after the first seven days, miss you Is it hell?"

Miao Xiaoheng's face darkened: "I miss my mother."

Ruan Jiao's hand stopped.

Miao Xiaoheng lowered his head and pinched his fingers uneasily: "They were not arrested until several days after my death. By the time my mother found out, my first seven years had passed. She bought a cemetery here and buried me. never came back."

Ruan Jiao opened her mouth, not knowing how to comfort Miao Xiaoheng.

The little ghost's words sound... There may be some complicated reasons for his mother's attitude towards him, and Ruan Jiao doesn't want to speculate too much, which will hurt his heart.

The air suddenly became silent.

Ruan Jiao spoke first: "Your obsession is to see your mother again?"

Miao Xiaoheng nodded, and said with some embarrassment: "I originally wanted to stay near my brother's house. Later, I heard my brother said that I was going to the imperial capital... Mom is in the imperial capital."

Ruan Jiao now understood that the dare-love kid was trying to feel safe at first, until he heard that he was going to the imperial capital to go to university, so he eagerly came over to ask for support.But the little ghost hasn't turned himself into a ghost for ten years, and he must be a good kid when he was alive. Just thinking about taking a look at his mother, he is also on the way, so let him be satisfied.

"Okay, after arriving in the imperial capital, I will find a way to help you find it, so that you two can meet each other."

Miao Xiaoheng said "yeah" and jumped up happily.

"I will help my brother to work hard!"

Ruan Jiao: "..."

Actually, you don't have to keep this in mind.

Patting the little ghost on the head, Ruan Jiao said, "I'll sweep your tomb later, you can come with me tomorrow."

Miao Xiaoheng blinked and showed a big smile.

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In the villa on the hillside of Zongjia Mountain, the whole family had just finished worshiping their ancestors, leaning back on the sofa to rest with sore backs.

Zong Zile was so excited today, he didn't think about being tired at all, and pointed at the place where the city god's seal was stamped in his dream, and said a long series of words: "Look at you, it's just here Well, the City God gave me a seal that all evils will not invade within three days! Look at us all the way up the mountain, and I sat in the front car, did I not encounter ghosts hitting the wall? So this is true Ling, turn around, all uncles, grandparents, brothers, brothers, sisters, and sisters, pay homage to the City God, and ask him to stamp us all, so that we don’t have to be afraid of being bewitched by ghosts in the future!”

After listening to Zong Zile's words, the oldest one leaned on a cane and said earnestly: "Zile, we don't encounter ghosts hitting the wall every time we come here, your words are not very convincing."

A man next to him who looked at the 50-[-]-year-old man was also very serious: "Dad is right. Zi Le, uncle, I know you have good intentions, but I really can't be so sure."

Everyone else laughed too.

Zong Zile was a little disappointed, and tried his best to say: "Our family spends too much money every year to invite the master, and now we just buy more incense sticks to worship the City God, that is still a righteous god, and it won't matter if you pay more... "

The beautiful lady - his eldest aunt was amused by him: "Zile, you also said that the City God is a righteous god, how can you worship casually? Or don't worship, and worship must be pious, otherwise we will have a bad attitude , What should I do if I offend the old man instead?"

Zong Zile frowned, feeling that he was being perfunctory, and wanted to say more——

A low and cold voice interrupted him.

"Okay, Zile."

Zong Zile shut up instantly.

If you ask him, the City God is very easy-going, as long as you go and offer incense to him, he doesn't care about the sincerity of the believers.But Grandpa and the others are so stubborn, and the Great Demon King spoke again, what else could he say?Let's wait for Lord Chenghuang to show more miracles, then it will be easier to convince everyone.Alas, it's also because he acted too hastily, at least he couldn't say this in front of the big devil, the big devil is stubborn.

Holding a sense of loss that "everyone is drunk but only sober", Zong Zile returned to his room dejectedly.He took out the portrait of the city god that he had bought from his pocket when he got up early, unfolded it carefully, hung it on the wall and bowed.

"Master Chenghuang, please don't be angry with them. Sooner or later, they will all be your followers."

He felt that it was true that the City God was big-hearted, but what if?Let's give a few more sticks of incense.

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Ding!Your believers donate 100 yuan to you!

Ding!Your believers donate 100 yuan to you! !

Ding!Your followers give you...

Ruan Jiao's eyes were blinded by the ever-increasing faith in the Seal of the City God.

I can’t blame him for being shocked. It’s only noon now, and 500 yuan of beliefs have come in one after another, and all the beliefs come from the same believer—in other words, Zong Zile continued to worship him not long after he woke up, yes It is not easy to burn incense five times in a row and still be devout each time.

Happiness came too fast, so Ruan Jiao decisively took off his shell, and krypton another 20 yuan of faith.He had to listen carefully to see if the big believer had any new wishes.

The City God seal slowly rotates on the top of Ruan Jiao's head, a trace of divinity spreads along the direction of faith, looking for a place of sustenance.And Zong Zile didn't disappoint Ruan Jiao. After the divinity was extended, he found a portrait of the City God and attached it.

In the next second, Ruan Jiao's perspective changed, and he felt as if another body was sitting on that wall, condescendingly looking down at Zong Zile who was muttering in the room.

[Master Chenghuang, please don’t blame our family members, they didn’t want to accept Xinnan’s proposal immediately because they didn’t want to worship and desecrate the gods casually.Don't worry, Xinnan will let them understand that you are a real god, and I will ask you to stamp it when the time comes.You see, for the sake of Xinnan being so pious, give our family a few more chances... Hey, in fact, if my big brother happened to be here... bah bah bah erase erase, don't blame my big brother, he always Old-fashioned and stubborn, under the influence of my trustworthy man, I will definitely believe in you in the future...]

Listening to these thoughts, Ruan Jiao raised his eyebrows.

In fact, there is no need to be so trembling, what kind of airs does he put on as a poor city god?As long as you give faith, everything is easy to say.But thinking this way in my heart, I should still hold it to believers. If it is too down-to-earth, faith will not be easy to make money.

But I can have another dream tonight... Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, there were a few whispers outside.

Ruan Jiao listened carefully.

"Brother Zi Le has been in the room for a long time."

"He seems to be worshiping the city god, it smells so strong of incense."

"The big guys didn't believe him just now, brother Zi Le is on the bar?"

"Maybe it will work, brother Zi Le is not a liar..."

"Or we..."

The voice was quiet at first, but then it got louder and louder. Zong Zile heard it too, and with a twitch of his eyes, he rushed over to open the door.

"Ouch!"

"What door to open!"

"Brother Zile, what are you doing!"

Several juniors of the clan family fell in. The older ones were thirteen or fourteen years old, and the younger ones were just a little bit fleshy.

The eldest son Lehu said with a face: "What the hell are you doing at the door?"

The young boy in the front jumped up and giggled: "Brother Zi Le, don't be upset, we are also here to worship the City God, just like you said, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, we can't go wrong if we pay our respects. "

The others also nodded their heads: "Yes, yes, we all came to worship together!"

Zong Zile hummed: "I think you guys are here to join in the fun, the ugly words come first, if you want to worship the City God, you can be honest, or else..."

The juniors of the Zong family continued to smile: "Brother Zi Le, don't worry, we will fight against the big devil with you!"

Zong Zile snorted again: "That's right... Wait! No. What big devil? Who said I was dealing with Brother Datang? Don't provoke me!"

"Where there is oppression, there is resistance... Ouch!"

"Okay, okay, let's not deal with the big devil, brother Zile, you are so cowardly... Oh, it hurts!"

"Brother Zi Le, you are cowardly! It hurts, don't play, don't play!"

Zong Zile carried a few skinny ones, and each of them flicked his brains: "You guys have the ability, go to the big brother yourself!"

The half-grown children said in unison: "We don't dare--the big devil will punish homework--"

Zong Zile: "..." Who the hell is cowardly?

·

Ruan Jiao, who was sitting on his corpse, "looked" at these live treasures and couldn't help laughing.

Next, these juniors from the clan lined up to offer incense to him.

Add 20 yuan of faith...

Add 50 yuan...

Add 30 yuan...

The juniors of the clan are not very pious, but every time they come, they can give some faith, adding up the bits and pieces, and the total is 200 yuan - Ruan Jiao can't help feeling, such small retail investors only need a few more beliefs , is also very good.

So on this night, Ruan Jiao made a group post, following the direction of belief, to stamp dreams on all the juniors of the clan who offered incense, and each chapter krypton five dollars.Of course, the quality of a five-dollar chapter is not as good as that of Zongzile’s ten-dollar one, but if you don’t encounter one that is too powerful, it can last for a day or two, which is very effective...

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In the early morning of the next day, after the juniors of the clan got up, they got together in a hurry.

"Did you dream last night..."

"God City God to stamp?"

"you also……?"

"Did we all dream? Are we all stamped?!"

After looking at each other for a while, the juniors of the Zong family hurried to find Zong Zile and told them about it.

Zong Zile was taken aback for a moment: "City God stamped you all?"

They nodded in unison.

A child took the initiative to say: "We all have them, but the City God also said that ours are worse than yours, because you are the most pious brother Zi Le."

Zongzi Le was immediately proud: "How can I say it, is the City God reliable?"

Seeing him like this, the younger generation of the clan didn't care much about him anymore, and hurriedly met him with the image of the City God in their dreams, and then dispersed, each looking for their own mothers, and quickly publicized the matter of the City God's apparition.

And this little city god who has been advertised has been disguised as a living person, and is getting on the high-speed train to go to the imperial capital.