Zhang Qi slowly opened his eyes and saw a black tree, two dilapidated temples, and three stars.

A hoarse crow crow crow crow crow came, and in an instant, countless messy crow crow crows were making a fuss.

With the sparse moonlight, he saw clearly that there was no leaves in the black tree, only dry branches left, and the crows were all over the tree.

And in front of a dilapidated temple on both sides of the black tree, a white wolf lies.

Before there was time to panic, the chaotic memories poured into his mind and gradually became clear.

He found himself traveling through time.

Now, the Great Han Dynasty has just been in power for three years, and Emperor Yao has ascended to the fore.

When the previous dynasty was destroyed, wars were quelled, and all destruction was prosperous.

When political affairs are harmonious, people are united, and the world is at the beginning of peace.

Now he was exiled to a rocky mountain twenty miles away from Niupizi Village, Yonghe County, Dahan Chao.

The majestic one-legged crow is located at the top of the black tree, which is a mountain god here.

As for the tired one-eyed white wolf lying in front of the dilapidated temple, it is a city god here.

One-legged crow? One-eyed white wolf?

Zhang Qi stood up and looked around him, as if intact. But his face suddenly changed drastically. He turned his back and unbuttoned his belt and looked down at him, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

"I'm afraid the newcomer is a little stupid." The crow suddenly spoke.

The one-eyed white wolf was lazy and spoke, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here."

Zhang Qi never spoke, but just sat silently on a stone, slightly combing his memory.

There are monsters and monsters in this world, and naturally there are gods and gods.

In order to ensure peace in the place, the heaven often has three officials, including land, mountain god, and city god.

The land controls the people, the mountain god controls the birds and beasts, and the city god controls the ghosts and ghosts.

Although the three are in charge of each industry, there are few who are in charge of the same party.

There are often city gods in the city, but because there are few birds and animals, there are no mountain god positions.

In remote places, there are few people, so there is little land.

Therefore, the city god was given a place to be a town, land was established in the countryside, and the mountain god fell into the mountains and forests.

Such a coexistence of the three corps is actually rare.

The one-legged crow jumped and shouted, "How did you come from this guy? Are you lucky enough for a mortal or is the God demoted?"

Before he could reply, he could only hear the crows in the trees screaming. Zhang Qi felt that his thoughts were a mess by the noisy sound.

The one-eyed white wolf said slowly: "Just get used to it."

Resisting the irritability in his heart, Zhang Qi replied based on his memory: "I am straightforward and contradicted the immortal, and was demoted to this."

"I'm so quick?" The one-legged crow said, "I think it's a slight silence? You have to remember the so-called disaster comes from the mouth. Are you? Children and grandchildren?"

The crows in the whole tree began to make a quarrel again.

The one-eyed white wolf rolled his eyes, but he didn't say anything after all.

What he wants to say is, you have the face to say something about others, but if you go to Heaven, you will probably be beaten to death within an hour.

Listening to the constant noise, the white wolf felt upset, swept his tail gently, and slowly disappeared into the City God Temple, without any trace.

Zhang Qi was startled at first when he saw this scene, and then his heart moved.

Since the City God has this ability, he naturally needs to have land.

As soon as this thought arose in my heart, a dead wooden cane slowly emerged from the ground.

Zhang Qi reached out to hold the dead wooden stick, and a few small magics were added in his mind.

"Seeking for the wind."

"Beg for rain."

"Pangyang."

"Little Lingtong."

"Little thick soil."

When Zhang Qi first saw these magical techniques, he naturally didn't know what they did, so he could only understand them literally.

The first three are easy to understand, but the last two Zhang Qi were confused.

But at this time he had no intention of studying. From waking up to now, he always felt that he was not in good spirits and just wanted to find a place to have a good sleep.

Thinking that the white wolf had just disappeared into the City God Temple, and remembering that the land seen in film and television dramas in previous life all emerged from the ground, he poked the ground, said "Emergency as the law", and then jumped gently.

Um…………

Zhang Qi touched his chin, nodded seriously, and then leaned against the black tree with his dead wooden stick and closed his eyes.

The crows above his head laughed.

Annoyed by this group of annoying crows, Zhang Qi forgot another very important thing.

Birds don't hold their shit.

…………

After a month in this world, Zhang Qi has already figured out these five small tricks.

It's not as genius as he is, but these tricks are really simple.

The three techniques of "seeking the wind, begging for the rain, and looking forward to the sun" are as literally as Zhang Qi imagined, which is not as good as the original idea.

In layman's terms, these three techniques are just a sound tube, and they just use this technique to inform the gods at the next level, saying that a certain place is drought, and the gods are looking for the gods to deal with it quickly.

like:

"Boss, boss, have you heard me speak? There is a severe drought in this area under my jurisdiction. Please inform me quickly and let the Dragon King nearby send someone to precipitate! Please..."

What’s important is that you can’t call the wind and rain by using this magic. The gods at the next level must also determine whether the situation is true and then inform the Dragon King.

After all, you can't let you report it indiscriminately.

When Zhang Qigang learned these techniques, he used "begging for rain". Not long after, the other party found out the situation, and only replied with one word.

"roll."

His tone was quite stiff and somewhat ruthless.

And if the nearby Dragon King is too busy or just too lazy to come, then he will have to be drought.

Therefore, this is just a word difference, which is different from the supernatural power "calling the wind and rain".

The magic "Little Spiritual Communication" can be regarded as a technique of looking at the qi, but it is different. Just learn it and you don’t need to use it on weekdays. If you encounter a family that suffers grievances, suffers disasters, or suffers from floods and droughts, you will feel something.

A little useful thing is "small thick soil". This technique has two functions: one is passive. As long as you learn this technique, you can slowly improve the fertility of the surrounding soil. The other is "earth walking", which allows you to walk in the soil without any obstacles.

However, Zhang Qi was not good at learning skills, so he could only improve the fertility of the land around him within a radius of ten meters, and could only barely immerse his legs in the soil.

I wouldn't help but cause the sneer of the one-legged crow.

"What is the use of learning these? There is no use. There is no people in a radius of ten miles here, and it will be useless to learn. Look how happy I am, a bunch of wives, a lot of children and grandchildren, and a joy of family."

The one-legged crow jumped and shouted.

Zhang Qi looked at him and said, "You only care about your own wife. Have you ever taken care of your son or your wife? Have you ever taken care of your daughter or your boyfriend?"

The one-legged crow said, "I have so many children and grandchildren, won't they just take a look at them?"

Zhang Qi advised: "It is not necessary to get married in close relatives. The children born are either geniuses or mentally retarded. Most likely they are mentally retarded."

Bailang nodded, "I remember a family once married a younger brother and later gave birth to a fool."

The one-legged crow was stunned at first, then looked down at the group of crows under his feet, wondering: "Does they have something to do with being fools?"

Zhang Qi's tone was stagnant. For such a illiterate bird, it really doesn't matter whether he is a fool or not.

The one-legged crow changed the topic, "You said it is possible to give birth to a genius?"

Zhang Qi nodded, in theory, this is true.

The one-legged crow's eyes lit up, "There are such good things? Could it be that my grandchildren can produce a genius? Children, give me a baby!"

The crows in the trees started to make noise again.

Zhang Qi twitched the corners of his mouth, too lazy to say more.

After a month, Zhang Qi became familiar with the crow and the white wolf.

Neither of these two have a name. The white wolf calls the crow Lao Hei, the crow calls the white wolf Lao Bai, and Zhang Qi also calls it that name.

After hearing this, Zhang Qi lost the intention to study magic. Because he had no cultivation, no matter how much he practiced, he could only be at this level.

The skills of Lao Hei and Lao Bai are demonic skills, but he cannot learn them. However, he learned some skills when he was in the Heavenly Court, but his cultivation was abolished because he was exiled and his memory of the skills in his mind was wiped out completely. At this moment, he was indeed called Tiantian and the Earth was not effective.
To be continued...