The paper boat was no more than the size of a palm, and its entire body was golden, similar to the paper boats stacked during human sacrifices.
"The candle is burning in the sky, the lonely soul is extradited, disease!" The woman emerged from the mist again, chanting a curse, and the surface of the paper boat appeared with fierce flames. Even if the water outside was turbulent, it could not damage it in the slightest.
The woman stepped out and stood on the paper boat, and her speed suddenly accelerated.
As the flame burned, the coldness and turbidity in the water were suddenly pushed away, revealing a wide passage.
"Oh, I haven't boarded the ship yet."
Qiu Ping shouted, "Has this woman forgotten him?" He quickly increased his speed, trying to get closer to the paper boat.
But the woman ignored him and even accelerated the paper boat, leaving Qiu Ping far behind.
Even if Qiu Ping used fish food to restore his divine power, it would not be as fast as the magic weapon.
Qiu Ping's small fin waved in place a few times, and the whole fish was stunned.
There is nothing the Earth God can do. His status is too low, so it is difficult for him to appear as a saint in front of others, so he can only rely on dreams.
Qiu Ping stood in the dark, shaking his head slightly.
But there is nothing the land lord can do.
In the end, the villagers really didn't know what to do, so they could only kowtow and burn incense in front of the Tutu Temple all day long, hoping that the Tutu Lord would show up and save these children.
It's not that they don't have the urge to pee. On the contrary, after being deliberately urged, they already want to pee. But the water outlet seems to be blocked by something, and not a drop can come out.
After a long stalemate, a few urchins felt something was wrong with the atmosphere, so they walked back with their pants up.
No, a group of people got food poisoning all at once.
"These monkey cubs, I will ask your parents in my dream at night to discipline you!"
The Land God can completely reduce the production of Huangao Village in the coming year, and the City God will not blame him, because this is the power he should enjoy.
The higher he went, the more comfortable he felt.
Well, maybe paper boats are more expensive.
The land master's mind went blank. If he was peed all over him, wouldn't he become a joke in Changning County in the future?
I guess after I go back, I will have to eat a lot of food at home.
Sometimes, Qiu Ping even felt that his work rhythm was the same as that of the villagers. During the busy farming season, all the men and women in the village had to work in the fields, and he had to follow the clouds and rain. The villagers were free,
All he could do every day was paddling and looking up at the sky.
However, after a long and boring life, you can always encounter something.
After all, he is a human being, not a ghost or god from the underworld, and he is very indifferent to the aura of the underworld.
"Ouch."
It's like I prepared a lot of foreplay and took off my pants, and that's it?
"What kind of bullshit landowners are all lies. Brother Gouzi and the others are so good, why won't he save them?"
Shinto places equal emphasis on benevolence and power. If the people lose their reverence for Shinto, most of the Shinto system will collapse.
"Yes, we are just a tool. If you don't kill the donkey, you are considered a conscience." Qiu Ping laughed at himself, but he could adjust himself. Since this woman has the city god's back, her life experience is naturally prominent. In the eyes of the other party,
Here, I am afraid that I am just a means of transportation, no different from the paper boat.
But peeing on the head of a statue would be serious.
His priesthood is to bless the village with a good harvest, and he is responsible for matters related to agriculture. He has no good way to cure diseases and save people.
As the saying goes, divine grace is like the sea and divine power is like prison.
These boys were vomiting and having diarrhea. After a day or two, they were almost exhausted.
There are several families crying for father and mother. These half-grown children are the treasures of the family. It took a lot of effort to raise them so big. They can't just be gone.
But I don’t know what happened. Several people shushed for a long time, but they couldn’t squeeze out a drop of urine.
These urchins are really ignorant and fearless. It is not a big deal to draw a turtle on the face of the earth god. In the past, there was a dragon king whose statue was dragged out to be exposed to the sun because it could not rain.
The day before yesterday, some half-grown boys in the village went hiking, but they didn't know how to control their mouths and dared to eat any wild fruits they saw.
Tu Tuye wiped it hard on his face, and the big turtle seemed to grow in his flesh.
"It's over!"
Just when he was about to wait until night, he found that the children had begun to unbutton their pants and wanted to pee on his statue.
"This...this, this is simply insulting to politeness!"
The clay statue in the outside world is the basis of the earth god's divine appearance. Any changes in the outside world will be reflected in his divine appearance.
Qiu Ping shook his beard, then dissipated his divine power, allowing the power of Yin Si to rush upward and push him back to the Yang world at an extremely fast speed.
But as soon as they turned around, the valve below seemed to be loose, and the water could no longer stop flowing out. The water was flowing as they walked, and their pants were soaked in the blink of an eye.
"Shhhh."
Or he was dumped by a woman.
This time the storm passed quietly, which made Qiu Ping, who had always been on tenterhooks, feel a little uncomfortable.
Even if it's not a good thing.
…
The land man was resting in his one-third of an acre of land, when suddenly, a big turtle appeared on his face.
"That's right, it's useless at all and you still eat so much delicious food."
Simply, he regarded himself as a sculpture made of straw and clay, closed his ears and eyes, and pretended that he heard nothing.
After the elders left, the urchins were no longer restrained. They walked to the Tutu Temple and took out the statue of Tutu God. One child even drew a big turtle on his face with a pen.
He couldn't imagine what his colleagues would think of him when he went to the City God to report his work in the future.
After being stunned for a while, each one of them cried "Wow".
The adults in the village brought offerings and incense candles to worship the Lord of the Land, but some children couldn't stand it anymore.
Although he didn't want to be in trouble, being dumped by someone was not that satisfying after all.
"Thank you, God of the Well, for your help." As the naughty boys dispersed, the Earth God also came out of the temple. He still had a big turtle on his face, but at least he escaped the humiliation of being peed on.
Seven or eight urchins surrounded the statue of the Earth God, laughing and joking. As soon as they took off their pants, they wanted to drink water.
As big as Huangao Village is, even trivial matters in the village will appear to be grand.
"Lord Lord, you and I are colleagues, and even more so, neighbors. There may be some friction on weekdays, but at critical times, we are still on the same side." Qiu Ping said with a smile.
He is a spirit who has become a god. He has his own body, and his ability to intervene in the world is much stronger than that of the Earth God. He can naturally use his magical powers to prevent those naughty boys from peeing.
"Alas, I can't blame them for this. It's just that I'm old and incompetent and couldn't save those young people." The land in Huangao Village was a member of the village during his lifetime, and everyone was equivalent to his juniors.
But there is nothing we can do if we can't save him, even if we beat him up there is nothing we can do.