Chapter 142 Little Loach Who Knows How to Be a Human
Chapter 142 The little loach who knows how to be a human being
The City God thought that Jing Xinghuai would return home and worship the gods as usual. After receiving the incense, he prepared to return to consciousness.
But suddenly, he heard Jing Xinghuai seem to mention Huang'ao Village, which made him think.
After listening for a while, the City God was greatly surprised.
Jing Xinghuai said that he once passed by Huang'ao Village. After drinking the water from the ancient well, he suddenly felt that his mind was clear and everything was clear. Some issues that he had not considered clearly in the past suddenly became clear.
When he returns home this time, does he want to pray to the god in the well to repay the favor of enlightenment?
After hearing this, not only the magistrate of Changning County was a little confused, but the City God was also stunned.
It makes sense for me to ask the gods in other places to help me achieve enlightenment, but the well god in Huang'ao Village is just a lazy little loach. He doesn't have much ink in his belly, so how can he help me?
If you drink water, you can become a prostitute. How can it be said that even a child in Huang'ao Village, Mingna, is hard to get out of?
Being a scholar is something that happened a hundred years ago.
Bu Nao, looking at Jing Xinghuai's confident manner, it doesn't look like he is lying.
"Could it be that that little loach really has some amazing abilities? Otherwise, how could he get the attention of Generalissimo Lei?" The City God muttered in his heart.
He then continued to listen, and saw a page of letters taken out from Jing Xinghuai's lap, but there was no sacrificial text inside. "He also told the teacher about this matter, and the teacher was very surprised, so he
Write an article and send it to the God of Huang'aojing from a distance."
At first, everyone didn't pay much attention to it, but after seeing the letter on the leg, their faces changed. Especially the county magistrate, who held the letter with his legs and read it carefully.
The teacher in Jing Xinghuai's words was naturally Pei Tao, the great literary master.
This man was the number one scholar eighteen years ago, and his literary talent and poetic talent were unparalleled in the world. Because he was too determined when he was young, he often gave advice and was relegated many times. Later, he stayed in the Hanlin Academy and compiled books, but he was not among the literary circles.
He gained a great reputation and had many followers in Mendong.
In recent years, his vigor has gradually faded and he has become more mature and prudent. Gradually, he was also favored by the imperial court and began to enter the center of the imperial court.
No one dared to take him lightly for such a big shot who held a very important position in both the officialdom and the literary world.
Not to mention anything else, the magistrate of Tai'an Prefecture once studied with Pei Tao. Although he received a few pointers, he always talked about it. At every banquet, he would definitely mention this matter.
"That little loach, are you serious...are you really good luck!"
After a while, the City God felt extremely emotional.
The promotion of other gods is based on the unit of hundreds of years. In just one year, the little loach was promoted several levels, from the ninth level to the seventh level.
The key is to get to know Grand Marshal Lei Bu very well. After the Black Moon Incident, he has achieved outstanding achievements and will inevitably come into the sight of King Ming Ling.
As early as the Ming Dynasty, the famous bigwigs in the human court also wrote sacrificial texts for him.
With that sacrificial article as the foundation, he could at least obtain a godly position of seventh grade or higher.
Pei Tao has already achieved the second of the three immortalities of "making meritorious deeds and standing up for good deeds". Even if he dies in the future, he will leave his name in history. And if he can be made a god after his death, I am afraid that his status will not be lower than the third level.
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With so many opportunities, it would be difficult for others to get even one of them, but he got so many in one go.
It's no wonder that he was promoted as fast as he could. I'm afraid it didn't take long before the boy ran away so hard that they couldn't even see his back.
But the sacrificial article that Jing Xinghuai produced also made the city god see the opportunity to keep the little loach in the east.
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"Is this considered a return to the human world?"
Qiu Ping ducked out of the passage. To the east of him, the entrance to the passage dozens of feet wide was like a black hole. Even the light was sucked away, making people feel a sense of fear.
The confinement period in Abi Hell is really not to be tolerated. Although after the Yin City was built, the desperate atmosphere was isolated. But if you stay outside the empty city for a long time, you will feel uncomfortable.
He originally wanted to return the well god's place, but when he thought that if he returned soon, he would have to move to the transfer department, and he would have to die an uncomfortable death in the future.
Just when he was hesitating, suddenly, the water drop that symbolized the authority of his well god suddenly flickered. It was originally the size of an egg, but now it grew to the size of a sea bowl.
An article of about three hundred words turned into countless words, flying in the water.
"There is a well in the southeast, and its crystal is crystal clear. It is said that Bo Yan..."
Qiu Ping didn't quite understand what was written, but the moment the article appeared, his status as a well god continued to improve.
It started from the ninth level, then it became the eighth level in a blink of an eye, and it didn't stop until it reached the seventh level.
There are seven hazy air currents swimming outside. Those air currents come out and become seven priests.
In addition to the original [Living Water] and [Nectar], there are actually five additional divine functions: [Enlightenment], [Enlightenment], [Calmness], [Bright Eyesight], and [Cure Evil].
Qiu Ping felt confused. What's going on? Are you giving away a New Year's gift package?
He came to the location of his own temple in Jingdong in ignorance. Good guy, the temple that originally covered several acres has expanded to about dozens of acres. There are more than a dozen temples outside it, and they look upside down.
Is it a bit like the Hebo Mansion Yamen?
I went to Abi Hell for a few days, and the changes there were so great.
Is there something wrong with his own divine position? Could it be that the City God gave him a promotion? That’s not enough!
Qiu Ping drilled out of the ancient well, only to find that the outside of the ancient well was different. A temple the size of an ordinary house was built beside the well, with a statue of a boy placed outside.
The little loach looked familiar. The statue of Bing Cao in the Hebo Temple was the same. Even the red paint on its mouth and the silk on its body were exactly the same, but the words on the tablet in front were not the same.
[The position of Wenxinjing God].
"Is that his temple?"
"Well, that seems to be his temple."
Just...
When did that ancient well become called Wenxin Well? It had never had a name before.
Qiu Ping scratched his head, and when he was at a loss, the Tudigong from the Tutu Temple next door smiled like a flower.
"What a happy event, what a happy event."
"Dongguan has met the Wenxin Well God, and wishes the Well God good luck and prosperity." The voice came over before the person came near.
"A few months ago, Tanhua Lang of Mingke worked with the local county prince to build a temple here. The city god asked the city god to give you an unusual promotion to the seventh rank well god, in charge of the cultural fortune of the area." The land master rushed to speak.
said.
There was envy in his tone, but also a bit sour at the same time.
He remembered the appearance of the flower hunter very well. He was not the poor scholar who came to Huang'ao Village to stay overnight. At that time, he also wanted to entrust his dream to him, but he was robbed by the little loach.
If I had succeeded in my dream at that time, I would be the one who would be promoted now!
"Is that such a good thing?" Qiu Ping was excited and became happy. He couldn't see the eighth-grade god, but it was a completely different concept from the seventh-grade god.
In particular, he was in charge of literary affairs, which was very convenient for spreading the name of God among scholars.
No matter when, scholars are in control of the pen, and no matter how much they praise me, it will be good or bad.
"Thanks to your blessing, Dongguan is about to seek promotion. The city god entrusted his dream to the local county magistrate and planned to expand Huang'ao Village into a township."
If Huangao Village can be upgraded to the township level, then its land will at least be upgraded to the eighth grade.
"Hahaha, let's get promoted and make a fortune together... Oh no, no, let's make progress together." Qiu Ping laughed. His official career has been going smoothly recently, and he has never stopped getting promoted.
He didn't realize it at all. Even with the little ink in his stomach, he didn't feel ashamed to be the god of literary fortune.
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"Crack!"
Qiu Ping was fast asleep in the renovated temple. Suddenly, the deafening sound of firecrackers came from outside, startling him and waking him up.
What the heck, making so much noise so early in the morning will really make the loaches not sleep!
Qiu Ping climbed up from a pile of ores sleepily. With a well temple in the human world, he had a reason to be lazy and not go to the transportation department.
The east side is gloomy and definitely not as comfortable as the human world.
Qiu Ping soon discovered that the sound was coming from the Jing Temple outside. A group of people beat gongs and drums, set off firecrackers, and worshiped happily in front of the temple.
A group of Meng boys and teenagers were escorted by adults at home, kowtowing in front of the temple and praying for the blessing of Wenxinjing God.
Haven't you heard that Mingke's Tanhua Lang said that he could get a good name, but it was because the well water could help him to have a clear mind.
If you don’t believe what they say, is it possible that you don’t believe what Tan Hwa Lang says either?
If this is true, why did the county magistrate purposely build a temple here?
After some prayers, Li Zheng from Huangao Village carefully brought a bucket of water and poured it full of liquid into each of the worshipers.
Under the supervision of the adults, the teenagers drank a large can of water unwillingly.
Not to mention, the water is cool and sweet. After drinking it, I feel refreshed and my brain is indeed a little more active. Just like when the tiger is showing off its power in the autumn, the heat of the east will disappear after a bowl.
Some people were eager to drink, but were stopped by Li Zheng.
Are you kidding? The well water is not owned by your family, so it can be supplied in unlimited quantities. Even our Huangao Village has opened a new well at the other end of the village. From now on, the water will be used for sacrifices.
It can be divided into a small jar.
Although they don't know why the well water in the village that has been drinking for hundreds of years is so praised by Tanhua Lang, Li Zheng and everyone in Huang'ao Village are also happy to see such changes.
"The well water...could you please sell me more liquid water..." A squire took out a sling of money from his sleeve and handed it to Li Zheng.
Li Zheng refused to accept it. He didn't have the courage to accept bribes in front of the Jing Temple.
Everyone saw no hope of buying water, but someone's eyes turned and landed on the house in Huang'ao Village.
Although Huang'ao Village is very remote, it is not easy to get there. If you can buy a room there and pack a few things, you can send your children to study here.
Come here every day to pay homage and drink water. Wouldn’t that make your head feel better?
Even if the effect of the well water is not that good, the reputation of the Wenxin well water has spread. When the time comes, the nearby houses will definitely compete for it. If they sell it, they will make a lot of profit.
Thinking of this, those people became happy.
In front of the Jing Temple, their psychological activities were naturally hidden from Qiu Ping's perception.
Qiu Ping found it funny. Because of his well, Huang'ao Village had become a "school district housing".
Bu Nao, since he is in charge of cultural development, he must have a share in it. If everyone doesn't come here to drink water and be enlightened, he will die of exhaustion and will not be able to recover.
After all, the essence of the well water is the water of the East River, and he needs to use his priesthood to sort it out on a moonlit night before it can gradually be infected with the supernatural.
Little Loach made a rule in his heart that he would only give spiritual water to someone who is a pious person or someone who is sincere.
If your mind is not on studying, no matter how much you drink, it will not be a waste.
Awakened by the noise, Qiu Ping had no intention of sleeping anymore. He wandered along the Didong River and swam all the way to Fuhe Yamen.
"He Bo, He Bo is at home!"
Before the people from Qiuping arrived, the roaring sound was heard first, and the whole government heard his shouting.
"Little bastard, what are you calling for?"
He Bo jumped in excitement and slapped the little loach on the head.
Just like that, the little loach spit out some space in its swim bladder, and the distance between him and He Bo was suddenly widened, leaving He Bo's space empty.
He Bo was startled for a moment. The little loach was growing too fast. He originally wanted to train that kid to be his successor, but now it seems that the pond in Fuhe is too small to raise that loach at all.
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Just when He Bo was about to retract his leg, the little loach jumped to the east of his leg, with a bright smile on his little black face.
He Bo burst out laughing when he saw this, stretched out his legs and patted the little loach on the head.
"That's not our transfer envoy, why do you have time to come to his small temple?" He Bo walked in front and teased.
"Look at what you said, little loach will have a future, don't you think you can give me some advice?" Qiu Ping flattered him one after another, which made He Bo happy.
"When he came over that time, he did have something to ask you for advice." Little Loach chuckled, his body swayed, and he transformed into a divine form.
"His transportation department has just been established. A few days ago, the city god gave him the throne of Wenxinjing God. Ruming is short of legs on both sides. I wonder if you have any talents to recommend."
Qiu Ping ran to He Bo and complained.
When He Bo heard this, he twirled his beard and looked at Qiu Ping with a hint of emotion in his eyes. Did Little Ni Loach say he was asking him to recommend talents, but was he actually doing himself a favor?
As for the Shinto official position, I beg him to make a noise and recruit people. Even if they are not from the ninth rank, I don't know how many spirits are trying to get in with their heads broken. There will be no situation where people's legs are broken.
Although Shinto is said to be impartial, there is no selfishness in seeking wisdom from beings.
Not to mention far away, just to deny the clan members behind me, I don’t know how many people have asked me to help, hoping that I can help get Ye You a half-time job.
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Everyone remembers the time when the little loach and the shrew went to Luohan Temple to steal fruits. At that time, the little loach was trapped in the well and inexplicably traveled to the Paradise of Paradise. Is it because Jing Xinghuai and Pei Tao were also in the temple at that time?
While chatting about the Well God, the big boss Pei Tao became interested in the little loach, and after a few more words, he helped him successfully recharge the gold thread.