My husband is born again

Chapter 425
Ruan Ling's low cry was also swallowed by him.

"Aren't you tired all day?" Ruan Ling whispered.

"When I see you, I'm not tired at all. Even if I'm tired, I can still have you." Pei Shu bit her ear and whispered, "Say, how many times do I want today."

Ruan Ling: "...not even once."

She didn't want to alarm Yunpei and the others.

Pei Shu peeled her off as if she didn't hear her, and said in a low voice, "Ling'er, you are so soft..."

"Ashu, I have something else to do, don't make trouble." Ruan Ling struggled.

"Ling'er, I saw a lot of dead people today." He said in a low voice, "I think life is impermanent, and being able to be with you for a day is a gift from God. I can't waste it, not even a day."

Ruan Ling fell silent.

After all, he asked for it once.

When he wanted it again, Ruan Ling quickly picked up the skirt, put it on and ran away.

On the way, she used divine power to dry her clothes and hair, and when she arrived at the Earth Temple, her face was still pink, and her eyes were sparkling, making her extremely glamorous.

Hua Hanxiang is someone who has been here, and she can tell at a glance what she has done before she came.

She smiled and said, "I thought you were tired all day and couldn't rest at home. Who knew you still had the strength to mess around with Brother Pei."

"You talk too much."

Ruan Ling blushed slightly, and sat cross-legged on the futon, first absorbing all the power of the incense and transforming it into divine power, and then passing half of it to Hua Hanxiang.

The fragrance of the flowers is quietly digesting the divine power.

Taking advantage of this time, Ruan Ling took out the notebook and opened up the wishes of the believers during the day.

The wishes were surprisingly consistent, either to seek medical treatment, or to seek protection from smallpox.

She flipped through the pages.

At some point, Hua Hanxiang also came over to watch it together.

She said: "You are quite popular. People from these villages have come to beg you."

"When people feel hopeless and helpless, they pin their hope on the gods. This is also a kind of faith and emotional sustenance." Ruan Ling said softly, "This is also the meaning of our god's existence."

Hua Hanxiang suddenly said: "If you can save this epidemic this time, do you still need to worry about your one thousand merit points?"

Ruan Ling remembered the monument of merit given by Qin Jingrong.

To collect a thousand points in the shortest possible time and light up the merit monument, the position of the city god is hers.

The current smallpox epidemic has given her an excellent opportunity.

Ruan Ling was heartbroken.

"How about it, let me help you to win the position of City God?" Hua Hanxiang poked secretly.

"you help me?"

"That's right." Hua Hanxiang said with a smile, "I can give you advice on how to save the people of Fenghuang Town on a large scale. You have tried it during the day, even if you keep helping from morning to night, you can't help how many people."

Ruan Ling naturally understood this truth.

"What's your idea, tell me quickly."

"You are a god, so you don't need to do everything yourself." Hua Hanxiang pointed out her misunderstanding, "You have to remember that you are a god of grace, not an ox or a horse for mortals."

Ruan Ling was thoughtful: "It makes sense, continue."

"Your identity during the day is just the most ordinary little peasant girl. The credibility of what you say is naturally very small." Hua Hanxiang smiled, "This is your vaccination method, why can't you push it out. You You need to find a few mortals that the people can trust, and let them do this for you."

"The chief of each village is naturally the most convinced by the people," Ruan Ling said, "but they may not be able to believe my words."

(End of this chapter)