I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 304 It's a good day today, I want to give my family some benefits (two chapters in one)

The night became darker.

Under the reflection of the dim lights of every house, the night looked particularly dark.

The north wind was blowing, blowing the thatched roofs and rattling.

Listening to the sharp sound outside, a trace of fear appeared in the bottom of my heart.

Some of the year-old children in the house were already too sleepy, and their heads were dozing off bit by bit.The howling wind from the outside made people feel warmer inside the house, and they felt very sleepy.

A furtive figure ran past the window, and the people in the room seemed to be alarmed, but when they looked over, everything was as usual.

"Brother, let's absorb more bad luck from various households, so that our appearance will become better."

The little shrew held up the tail of the white-haired lion behind him. Seeing Qiu Ping playing this for the first time, he reminded him.

Qiu Ping held up the lion's head, and through the eyes of the white-haired lion, he could see faint black air floating in the void, presumably these were bad luck.

He tried to open his mouth to inhale, and the black air with a radius of tens of feet gathered one after another, adhering to the surface of the white-haired lion.

"bass."

As the bad luck gathered, the white-haired lion seemed to become more agile, with a layer of dark green scales covering its four hooves, and its eyes became redder, as if a flame was burning.

The little loach held the white-haired lion, stepped on it, and there was a black flame phantom rising from the bottom of its feet, looking very powerful and domineering.

"Wow."

Qiu Ping screamed out, the black flame actually had the power to lift him up, he stepped down, his body was suspended in the air, and he started to run in the void.

so handsome!This is too handsome!
Little Loach doesn't care if he is strong or not, handsome enough is king.

The little loach and the little shrew are driving the white-haired lion and having fun in the whole village. The negative aura on their body is also gathering more and more. Breathing out smoke, it looked very ferocious and cruel.

After half an hour, every household had men wearing clothes coming out. After rubbing their hands, they lit firewood in the open space at the door of each house.

The red flames were burning very brightly, and within a short time, women and children from various families also came out of the house.

Children naturally like to play with fire, and they are happily chasing around the fire, while the women take out bamboos that have been cut and dried a long time ago from the house, and stack them on top of the fire.

The high temperature of the flame makes the bamboo make a crisp sound when it is burning.

"Crackling."

Accompanied by the first sound, Qiu Ping felt the white-haired lion he was holding startled, and the black air wrapped around his body suddenly shattered a little, turning into a stream of red air, which engulfed him and the little shrew. inside the shrew.

As the sound of bamboo exploding became more and more, the black air around Nian Beast's body became less and less, and all of it turned into red air, which submerged into the bodies of the two of them.

These are the auras of good luck, and for Little Loach, this bit of good luck is nothing but negligible.

But after all, Chinese New Year is just to win a good fortune.

What's more, this game is very fun.

In Huang'ao Village, the sound of "cracking, crackling" can be heard endlessly, and it is connected into one piece, resounding throughout the village.

With the explosion, all the black energy on a white-haired lion dissipated, and then it was "scared" and fled.

The year ended in this night, and people ushered in the new year amidst the sound of firecrackers.

"Hahaha, it's really fun, I will come again next year."

In the second half of the night, there were more stars, which were reflected in Fuhe River, making Fuhe River appear abnormally deep, as if the entire starry sky was hidden in it.

Little loach and little shrew were sitting on the edge of a stone bridge, their figures reflected in the water.

The starry sky in the water is also shining brightly above their heads.

This feeling is really good, there are not so many fights, and there are no intrigues. Isn't it beautiful for everyone to live happily.

Qiu Ping himself is also a person with no ambitions. For him, as long as he can have a small official, a stable income, and fish every now and then, this is a life like a fairy.

He doesn't want to get involved in any power struggles or orthodox fights.

……

The Tournament of the Gods is not just held for one day.

From the first day to the fifteenth day of the lunar new year, people from almost all levels of prefectures and counties, under the organization of the government, would carry out the statues of the gods in the temple and parade them around the city for display.

For the common people, they can pray to the gods to bless the good weather for the next year.

And the gods can also benefit from it. After all, many gods are not well-known because of their power and position, and no one goes to worship them all year round.

If you don't find an opportunity to come out and show off, I'm afraid not many people will know.

For example, the God of Punishment and Prison enshrined in the Town God's Temple, or the God of Willow in the Temple of Disaster, although most of the gods received fixed incense sticks to guarantee harvests during drought and flood after the reformation of King Mingling, they did not have a wide reputation among the people. There will also be some grudges.

"Master Tiju... Oh no, it should be called Master Wenxinjingshen. Today is your day to patrol the streets. Look at your clothes, you look good."

Bie San'er surrounded Qiu Ping, changed him into a red robe, put on a wide belt, and wore a big black gauze cap on his head.

The God of God Tournament will choose Qiu Ping's God of Literature, after all, his [Dragon Pass Promotion] has no incense in the world, and ordinary people don't know what this god is for.

On the contrary, his Wenshen god has a lot of audiences. Although it is only from the seventh grade, the incense has always been at its peak. In normal times, people often come to worship. If there is a big exam in the county, the people who come to offer incense too much.

After Li Huanying looked at it for a while, she even applied two pieces of blush on Qiu Ping's black face, which looked extremely festive.

"It's not bad, it's still a girl with a careful heart, and now it's complete."

Bie San'er spoke a few words of praise, which made Li Huanying a little embarrassed.

"It's just going out to patrol the streets, it's not that particular."

Little Loach lifted his belt and looked at himself in the mirror.Although he said so in his mouth, the cheerful smile on his face could not be stopped.

What he is most satisfied with is this robe, this red robe is just beautiful.

It's a pity that this kind of clothes can only be worn when patrolling the streets, because this is the scarlet robe, which is regulated by the fourth and fifth rank gods, and he can only wear green robes on weekdays.

"Master Wenshen, please leave the temple!"

When Little Loach was hesitating whether to apply a deeper blush on his face, suddenly, a high-pitched singing sound seemed to come from an extremely far away place.

He immediately put one end of the shelf, and in an instant, his mind was already attached to the statue of Wenxinjing Temple.

The statue of the boy god also changed into a crimson robe at this moment, with brocade on his body and thick blush on his face, giving him an air of arrogance.

Following a slight tremor from the statue, eight young and strong men worked together to lift the sedan chair.

The statue of Little Loach sits upright in the center, steady and steady, looking straight ahead.

"Crackling."

A man in brightly colored clothes picked up a hanging firecracker, and after it was lit, there was a loud explosion, and the urchins in the surroundings covered their ears one after another, and ran away in all directions.

But soon they were arrested by the adults in their family, holding their heads and holding them in front of the statue of Wenxin.

This is the god of literature in charge of a party's literary movement. Seeing the gods do not worship but hide, this unlucky boy, do you still want to take the exam?
So, amidst the crying and howling of this group of children, Qiu Ping's first game of wandering spirits began.

The sides of the roads in Changning County, which are not spacious, are crowded with crowds of onlookers.

Although the Tournament of the Gods has been held for several days, the grand occasion has not diminished in the slightest.Some business-minded vendors took the opportunity to set up many stalls selling food.

Sweet and sour candied haws, fragrant fried rice, sweet candy...

It seems that people want to spend all the festivities of the year in these few days.

At the front of Qiu Ping's team, there were several people with red veils wrapped around their heads, holding high the suona, whistling loudly.

After that, one of them was holding a dart flag in his hand, waving violently in the wind, making exaggerated movements or somersaults from time to time, which attracted the admiration of the people next to him.

On both sides of Qiu Ping's statue, there are four figures standing on stilts, each wearing gorgeous and weird costumes, with masks painted with gold and black or gold and red interlaced patterns on their heads.

When walking, one foot is deep and the other is shallow, like a zombie standing still, or a ghost coming out of the dark.

But with a hint of inhumanity, with awe-inspiring divinity.

These people are equivalent to the escorts of the gods. They dress up as gods and use weird and exaggerated movements to distinguish them from humans.

Qiu Pingduan was sitting among the statues. If someone stared at him, they would find that the clay statue was rolling its eyes.

Everything today is new to Qiu Ping. He can feel the enthusiasm and information in everyone's heart. In the chaos, a little warm incense condenses into a cloud in the sky, and the strong smell of sandalwood keeps rushing into Qiu Ping. Flat muzzle.

For a seventh-rank god, the incense condensed in the sky today is a very large income.

Almost the top of the usual two months salary.

But Qiu Ping also clearly felt that this incense contained roughness, chaos, and tyranny. Human beings always have selfishness and some unavoidable gloom for good hopes.

This is the human heart, and it is a perfectly normal thing.

But if such incense is absorbed rashly, it is not a good thing for the gods.

At that time, the gods of the [Fengchan Mountain] series faced the incense directly. This kind of primitive and violent incense can enhance the strength of the gods in a very short period of time. Even as long as the incense is enough, the power and personality of the gods can break through without limit .

But at the same time, the gods will gradually be infected by the distracting thoughts in the incense, gradually lose themselves, and become the gods in the imagination of believers.

Could such a god be himself?

After King Ming Ling won the supremacy of the gods in the world, the first thing to do was to carry out the reform of incense.

All the incense obtained by the gods must not be absorbed privately, and must be handed over to the system, and after being refined, it will be redistributed to the gods everywhere.

In this way, the gods don't have to worry about the risk of memory confusion.

Until now, very few gods have been infected with the strange disease of the [Fengchan Mountain] god system.

Little Loach looked at the chaotic and primitive incense sticks all over the sky. Although he didn't like these incense sticks very much now, since he participated in the Tournament of Gods, he should abide by the rules.

"Believers reward God!"

After wandering around the main road in Changning County, the person holding the dart flag shouted loudly.

Afterwards, several carts pushed over, and there were three big fat pigs lying on the cart. They had been disembowelled and bled, which looked quite shocking.

On the desk next to it, there are also big fat geese with plucked feathers, high piles of grain, and newly made pens and inks.

In terms of the richness of the offerings, in Changning County, apart from the Lord City God and the God of Wealth, there is no other deity that can compare.

The City God is the chief official of Changning County, and the God of Wealth is in charge of everyone's money bags, so everyone naturally has to support it.

Further down, we will come to Wenshen.

For many families who are determined to take the exam and hope to get good grades in the future, the status of the little loach may still be higher than the city god and the god of wealth.

These three big fat pigs were offered by rich families in the county. After they made enough money, they thought that their younger generations would gain fame.

After all, with fame and official status, the wealth of this family is not rootless.

With the launch of the offerings, the atmosphere at the scene reached a climax.

For ordinary people, they don't care what offerings the gods can enjoy. The reason why they are so happy is that these offerings will be sold at a price much lower than the market later, and the money from the sale will be used in temples and temples of the gods. Golden repair.

The more and richer the offerings, the more likely they will be able to grab the meat later.

Little Loach's eyes rolled slowly, and he was a little blissful that he was so popular.

After all, he usually only cares about the matter of Falling Dragon Pass. He doesn't even touch fish here, let alone take care of the position of Wenxinjingshen.

It seems that I will respond to prayers more in the future, so as not to hurt the hearts of those who love me so much.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. It coincides with today's grand event, so I will also give some benefits to my family."

Little Loach felt dizzy after being praised so much.

He was currently exercising his priesthood of Wenxin Jingshen, and in an instant, a series of priesthoods appeared in his mind.

Even though Wenxinjing's status is not high, there are seven priesthoods.

In addition to the [living water] and [nectar] brought by the well god of Huang'ao village, there are also priesthoods of [enlightenment], [enlightenment], [meditation], [bright eyesight], and [cure evil].

As soon as Qiu Ping changed his mind, he absorbed the bright incense in the sky in one gulp.

Then he opened his mouth and sprayed it, combining the incense with the priesthood.

In an instant, in the invisible void, the Sisi light rain permeates, obliquely towards the human world.

All the readers present felt that their brains were clear for a while, and many joints that they couldn't figure out in the past had answers.

And many people's eyes were damaged by staying up late to study, but at this moment they also feel that their eyes are moist and watery. After a while, they feel that the fog in their eyes has been wiped clean by someone, and they see a bright and lively world.

　It's updated, two chapters in one

　　
　
(End of this chapter)