Before Shui Erwa finished speaking, the grandma said to herself: "They are already suffering enough. Oh, it's really a sin to bless or protect the god."

"Grandma?"

"Oh, I don't know how long I can last like this, and I can only count on a day. When you become a night watchman here in the future, remember not to let the other people in the village enter, let alone let them pray to them casually. Do you understand?"

"Oh. Grandma, I heard a grandpa in the village say... We will go there after we die and bless this village together. Is that true? Are all the dead people in our village there?"

The grandma turned her head suddenly and looked at him. Shui Erwa subconsciously shrank back, and her lips stuttered, "Grandma, did I say something wrong?"

The grandma paused and finally sighed.

When people are about to die, their vitality is weakest, and some of them can see those evil things. If they happen to have a little consciousness or can still speak, they may say what they see at that time.

In fact, this statement has been passed down in the village for a long time, but the living people cannot see it without Yin and Yang eyes. Those who see it are already dead and cannot be said even if they are trapped here.

"You are right. Everyone in the village will come here after they die, including me, and... you..."

Shui Erwa's body couldn't help but tremble again. Although people usually heard that their ancestors bless the village in the ancestral hall, they sounded pretty good.

But when I heard that I would be unable to reincarnate in that gloomy ancestral hall, I suddenly felt indescribable.

After coming back to his senses, he found that the grandma had already walked out of some distance, so he hurriedly followed, only hearing the other party whispering something.

Under an old soapberry tree outside the ancestral hall, people used two stones to build a land god position, and a small stone was used to press a strip of red cloth that was one or two fingers wide.

This is the landlady who was worshipped by the village not long ago. People casually inserted incense and candles into the soil, and there were several piles of small ashes on the ground.

The main reason is that people have too many demands. There is a ancestral hall in the village but they do not allow prayer. And they don’t know whether they have passed their wishes to their ancestors through the night watchmen. So they heard that a certain landlady was very effective, and the key was that they did not have any "side effects" and immediately worshipped.

Of course, they were still a little afraid in their hearts. What if the ancestors were unhappy when worshiping the landlady here made their ancestors unhappy? So they just came and worshiped a stick of incense and burned two pieces of paper money, and then conveyed their wishes to the landlady.

Seeing that the grandmother respectfully brought her bowl of sweet potato porridge to the throne of the Tudipo, and did not burn paper money or light incense or candles, Shui Erwa knelt down and began to pray.

That's right, it's prayer.

"Please ask Tudipo to bless our village from disasters and bless our village. We have never done anything bad. Please ask Tudipo to bless us..."

Shui Erwa was shocked. She had previously offered six or seven plates of offerings and a lot of incense, candles and paper money in the ancestral hall, but the grandma just offered it and did not make people pray.

But in front of this landlady, she only served a bowl of porridge, and she was...

No matter what, the grandma must have made sense for her to do this, so she knelt down and asked for blessings.

………Xiao Xin looked at the shopkeeper who had been a bystander in front of him who had been quietly watching for a long time, “Shopkeeper, what do we do now?”

Bai Jing said: "I have searched it with the spiritual mirror just now. These people are indeed ordinary people as the grandma said. Although their merits are mediocre, they have indeed not done any great traitors or evil things. I decided to intervene vigorously!"

The people who believe in her here reached 60%, so the entire area has been included in her jurisdiction. But because the existence of this ancestral hall is like a time bomb, it is likely to subvert her belief, and a red light of warning erupts.

Xiao Xin knew that he would use force to settle the matter this time when he heard the other party's words. He replied: "The famous faces worshipped in this ancestral hall are the guardian saint of the village, but they have become a place of gathering shade, constantly devouring the vitality of the village. Therefore, the feng shui of the village is getting worse and worse. No matter how hard people work, they live worse and worse. In addition, people cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation after death, and the more ghosts here will eventually become a veritable ghost village..."

Bai Jing repeated gently: "Ha, ghost village?"

"What the shopkeeper means?..."

"Actually, you probably saw that it's not that simple behind all this. Okay, since this village has officially entrusted me to protect them, then start taking action."

When Xiao Xin heard Xiao Tudi's words, he subconsciously looked at the bowl of sweet potato porridge, and then followed the other party toward the ancestral hall.

…………

Yan Jing canceled Zanglian, and his whole body stood in the ancestral hall with a dazzling halo of divine power.

The ghosts were shocked. Although they could play tricks in front of these ordinary villagers, they felt a sense of fear in the depths of their souls when facing a truly powerful ghost.

At this time, they were all huddled in the corner honestly, looking at the guy who suddenly came down with anxiety and curiosity.

A few old ghosts looked at it and suddenly let out a light ejaculation. The ghost next to him was about to ask, but the guy with a shiny light suddenly spoke: "I know you are all villagers in this village, and they are bound by this tablet and cannot enter and pass away. I am the land god of Huaishu Village. I am here to help you, and the village is also here, so you don't have to be afraid..."

"Woo--"

This is not a cry, but a noisy talk from the ghost.

Oh, it turns out to be the God of Land.

I had heard that the village had invited the land god to take charge, but there was no movement for several days in a row. I thought that the land god was very famous and looked down on them, a small village that was so poor that they could not afford to worship. Unexpectedly, the land god was standing in front of them.

All the ghosts could not hide their excitement. They may be more afraid of other gods and ghosts than respect, but they instinctively feel kind to the God of Land. Well, of course, they don’t know the God of Land in front of them now, who seems friendly and gentle. So they are not afraid at this moment, and they start to tell their misfortunes and ask the God of Land to help them free.

So it fell into Da Jing's ears, and the cries of thousands of ghosts turned into a whimpering ghost cry.
Chapter completed!