Start from a ball of mud and expand infinitely

Of course Li Ge can do this kind of work himself.

But……

lazy.

Taking care of plants requires meticulous attention to detail.

When Li Ge was alive, he was a person who devoted 100% of his energy to the things he loved, but he didn't even look at irrelevant things.

Nowadays, the enthusiasm for lavender fields has long since faded, so I really don’t want to spend more energy on this aspect.

Today was like usual, Ge Nan hummed an unknown song and scooped up a ladle of water from the surrounding ditch.

Suddenly, Li Ge stopped her.

"Ge Nan, there is a small puddle over there. Use the water there to water the ground and see if the growth can be accelerated."

With that said, Li Ge pointed out the direction.

Ge Nan floated over,

As soon as I got close to the puddle, I felt a fresh energy rushing towards me.

"It's such a pity that such good water is used to water the ground..."

Ge Nan wrinkled her face, feeling a little reluctant.

Li Ge saw through Ge Nan's thoughts at a glance.

She must have noticed something special about this water and wanted to take it for herself.

However, Li Ge knew that Ge Nan must not go against his will.

If he didn't say anything, Ge Nan would just watch helplessly.

Thinking of this, Li Ge looked up and saw Ge Nan looking at him eagerly. He couldn't help but shook his head, helpless and funny.

"Do this well and I'll give you a portion of this water."

The water in the pool was actually mixed by Li Ge using the "organic matter" skill.

In the past, Li Ge had only tried to use this skill directly on plants.

However, Li Ge planned to create a special scene at the villagers' autumn festival.

Without some media, it always feels like nothing is happening.

So, Li Ge tried to use this skill on water bodies.

Although I don't know how effective it is now, judging from Ge Nan's reaction, it should be good.

Sure enough, it was as expected by Li Ge.

Water mixed with skills can achieve the same effect - promoting plant growth.

How fast it grows depends on how much organic matter Li Ge injects.

…

In full swing, the early autumn festival finally began.

It is now the end of summer, so the temperature can reach 35-40 degrees Celsius during the day.

Under this temperature, being exposed to the sun and doing activities is simply too comfortable for oneself.

It wasn’t until around 5pm, when the weather started to get cooler, that the activity started.

The Autumn Festival was originally a local traditional folk event.

Therefore, there is also a set process.

But this year is a little different.

To hold this year's autumn festival, several villages actually built a red brick hut together.

Rudimentary is a bit rudimentary.

However, it is strong enough to not leak.

In the hut, an adobe was provided.

That is the incarnation of the Lord of the Land.

Now, people from four or five villages are gathered together, and there is a huge crowd.

In front, there was a makeshift bookcase, and people lined up next to it, holding a small bag of seeds and registering one after another.

"Hey, what do you think the village chief is doing! If you ask people to hand over seeds for sowing at this time, it's obviously going to be wasted!"

"It's just that this year has been difficult enough, but they still find ways to take advantage of us."

At this time, many villagers were dissatisfied.

The village chief's behavior of asking villagers to hand over seeds was regarded as "gaining benefits."

However, there are also those who side with the village chief.

"Didn't the village chief say that the money from the harvest and sale of these seeds will be divided among everyone in proportion to the seeds handed in..."

"Bullshit!" a villager said angrily, "Who has never planted the land before? This is sowing, and the autumn harvest will be in one month, and the harvest is nothing!"

The one who defended the village chief was not happy.

"The village chief said it's voluntary. If you don't want to, just go and don't delay others! Anyway, you won't get a share of the money from the sale!"

"It's voluntary! Do you believe it?" The resentful villager tightly grasped the seed bag in his hand, "What if the village chief thinks that I don't give him face and gives me small shoes?"

At this time, a hunchbacked farmer passed by.

"Coward! This kind of deceptive behavior can only be carried out because of cowards like you! I didn't hand it over. I don't believe he can do anything to me!"

…

In fact, there are no such disputes. However, most of the time, the villagers are accustomed to swallowing their anger and using their own thoughts to judge others.

According to their thinking, if one day they gain power, they will definitely give small shoes to those who don't listen to them.

However, they underestimated the responsibilities that belonged to the village chief and also underestimated the village chief's ambition.

This time, the village chiefs actually had no other intentions.

They just heard that Zhou Anzhi, the land lord, sympathized with the farmers who were affected by the disaster. Therefore, on the days of the autumn festival, he used the prayers of everyone to use his magical power to ripen a crop to make up for the losses suffered by the farmers.

At this time, Zhou Anzhi was staring at the irregular stone trough in front of him.

Inside, it's full of water.

The hot weather caused the water in the stone trough to evaporate.

Along with the subtle water vapor, there are wisps of energy.

Zhou Anzhi swallowed.

He just felt that he had an uncontrollable urge to jump into the basin of water and take a refreshing dip.

But, no.

This is the most important prop in this autumn festival.

A mixture of "organic matter" skills and water.

Today, the basin of water is placed in the center of the altar.

After the sacrifice is over, it will be sprinkled on the earth.

The sacrifice officially begins.

The sound of bells echoed in the crowd.

All the villagers became quiet and looked towards the stage.

On the stage, there was a host, wearing a long robe, who was slowly reciting the sacrificial inscription.

In the memorial text, in Wen Zou Zou's language, he told about Zhou Anzhi's past life, how he was made a god, and the good deeds he had done in the past.

Of course, some of it is true and some of it is made up.

Especially the process of becoming a god...

It's all made up.

The reason for doing this is because Kyushu Kingdom has always had a point of view.

——The name is justifiable.

As the saying goes, if the name is not correct, things will not go smoothly, and if the words are not correct, things will not happen.

Zhou Anzhi's title as Lord of the Land must be confirmed, so that he no longer just belongs to Zhou Anzhi of Zhoubao, so that he can protect the surrounding people and gain faith as he should.

However, there are also disdainful villagers.

"What a landowner, you are just making it up! This year's harvest was not good, yet you still do this!" The hunchback who had not handed over the seeds had a look of disdain on his face.

"What does the immortal of Zhou Fort have to do with us?"

This is the negative impact of being unfairly named.

However, from today onwards, these effects will be eliminated altogether.

On the stage, the consecration ceremony continued.

Now, it's the villagers' turn to express their gratitude to the land god with rituals.

"...The small temple has great supernatural powers, the sky is high and the sun and moon are bright, keeping the four directions clean and blessing the land with wealth..."

"All things in the land are greatly transformed, and the soil brings a thousand auspiciousness to all living things. The real estate is white jade. The gods are virtues, and they give blessings with power. The righteous god is the god, and he is worthy of the god. It also helps me to have a successful career and long-lasting good luck."

"Hereby offer this sacrifice."

After the last word was spoken, the bell on the stage sounded again, and the music immediately started playing.

And Zhou Anzhi suddenly felt that he had a vague connection with this land.

Li Ge watched secretly here and also noticed Zhou Anzhi's changes.

Originally, as a spirit body, Zhou Anzhi began to decay once he left his own realm.

However, just now, Zhou Anzhi's spirit body suddenly became a little more solid.

The sacrificial activities still continue.

The seeds prepared in advance have been loaded on the trolley.

In full view of the public, a second unprecedented event is about to take place.

Sow seeds in public.

People cultivated a circular land in advance.

Inside the ring is the venue for this autumn festival.

In the center of the circle is the newly built Earth Temple.

The organizers of the Autumn Festival began to sow seeds on the circular land, and performances began on the stage.

Amid the lively sound of gongs and drums, seeds were sprinkled on the ground one after another.

At this time, there was another quarrel.

"Look, the seeds have been scattered on the ground. Why did you say the village chief lied to you?"

The dissatisfied villagers sneered.

"For show."

"Liar."

The hunchbacked man shouted loudly, causing a chorus of agreement from the surrounding people.

Three hours had passed until all the seeds were sown.

By this time, it was already dark.

The passing night breeze makes people feel comfortable.

The moth stubbornly hit the light bulb on the stage, making a crackling sound.

At the end of the performance, the colorful lights on the stage were turned off.

At this time, someone discovered something unusual.

"Water! Look! That basin of water is glowing!"

In front of the statue of the Earth God, the basin of water shone with a slightly golden light, and even the steaming mist was a little bright.

This scene is indeed mysterious to the villagers.

However, the hunchbacked peasant still sneered.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

The organizers of the Autumn Festival ignored these voices and went about their business unhurriedly.

He put the basin of water under the cart. .

Then, he took out a willow branch. Place in water.

In an instant, the somewhat dry skin became verdant.

Then, he pushed the basin of water to the edge of the circular field.

The moon's shadow swayed in the basin, and seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light.

Village Chief Zhou stepped forward to take this most important step.

Village Chief Zhou used his old and withered hands to hold one end of the willow branch and stir it in the water so that the willow branch would fully come into contact with the water.

"All things are transformed, and thousands of auspicious things carry all living beings——"

Village Chief Zhou called out in an old voice.

Then, he raised his hand.

The glowing water droplets drew an arc in the night sky and fell on the fields that had just been sown.

A miracle happened!

The shimmering water droplets were instantly swallowed up by the earth.

The next second, the faint light spread, covering the entire land.

Wheat takes root and sprouts in a matter of seconds.

The young seedlings stretched their waists and shook off the soil, covering the black and yellow bareness into a lush green.

Under the bright moonlight, the miracle of life is displayed.