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, and the lonely soul is extradited, quick!" The woman reappeared from the mist, chanting a curse, and the surface of the paper boat glowed with fierce flames. Even if the water outside was turbulent, it could not damage it at all.
The woman stepped out and stood on the paper boat, and her speed suddenly accelerated.
Under the burning flames, 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.
"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, I am probably just a means of transportation, no different from the paper boat.
Well, maybe paper boats are a little more expensive.
Qiu Ping shook his beard, and then dissipated his divine power, allowing the power of Yin Si to rush forward and push him back to the Yang world at an extremely fast speed.
The further up he went, the more comfortable he felt.
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.
…
This time the storm passed quietly, which made Qiu Ping, who had always been on tenterhooks, feel a little uncomfortable.
It's like I've prepared a lot of foreplay and even took off my pants, and that's it?
Although he didn't want to be in trouble, being dumped was not that satisfying after all.
Still dumped by a woman.
As big as Huangao Village is, even trivial matters in the village will appear to be grand.
Sometimes, Qiu Ping even felt that his work rhythm was the same as that of the people in the village. 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 idle, and 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.
Even if it's not a good thing.
The day before yesterday, a few 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.
No, a group of people got food poisoning all at once.
These boys were vomiting and having diarrhea. After a day or two, they were almost exhausted.
Several families cry 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 be just gone.
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 God would show up and save these children.
But there is nothing the Land Lord can do.
His priesthood is to bless the village with good harvests, and he is responsible for matters related to agriculture. He has no good way to cure diseases and save people.
Simply, he regarded himself as a sculpture of straw and clay, closed his ears and eyes, and pretended that he heard nothing.
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.
"What a bullshit landowner, they are all lies. Brother Gouzi and the others are so good, why doesn't he save them?"
"Yeah, it's useless at all, and you still eat so much delicious food."
After the elders left, the urchins were no longer restrained. They walked to the Tutu Temple and moved out the statue of Tutu God. One child even drew a big turtle on his face with a pen.
"Ouch."
The land man was resting in his one-third of an acre of land, when suddenly, a big turtle appeared on his face.
"This...this, this is simply degrading to politeness!"
Tu Tuye wiped it hard on his face, and the big turtle seemed to grow in his flesh.
The clay statue in the outside world is the support of the earth god. Any changes in the outside world will be reflected in his appearance.
"These monkey cubs, I will ask your parents in my dream at night to discipline you!"
The Earth God had no choice. His status was too low, so it was difficult for him to appear as a saint in front of others, so he could only rely on dreams.
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.
"It's over!"
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?
He couldn't imagine how his colleagues would look at him when he went to the City God to report his work in the future.
"Shhhh."
Seven or eight urchins surrounded the statue of the Earth God, laughing and joking, and as soon as they took off their pants, they wanted to drink water.
But I don’t know what happened. Several people shushed for a long time, but they couldn’t squeeze out a drop of urine.
It’s not that they don’t have the urge to pee. On the contrary, they already want to pee under deliberate urging. But the water outlet seemed to be blocked by something, and not a drop could come out.
After a long stalemate, a few urchins felt something was wrong with the atmosphere, so they walked back with their pants up.
But as soon as they turned around, the valve below seemed to be loose, and the water flowed out uncontrollably. As they walked, the water flowed out, and their pants became soaked in the blink of an eye.
After being stunned for a while, each one of them cried "Wow".
I guess there will be a meal at home after I go back.
Qiu Ping stood in the dark, shaking his head slightly.
These urchins are really ignorant and fearless. It is not a big deal to paint 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.
But peeing on the head of a statue is serious.
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.
Shinto places equal emphasis on benevolence and power. If the people lose their reverence for Shinto, most of the Shinto system will collapse.
As the saying goes, divine grace is like the sea and divine power is like prison.
"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 he at least escaped the humiliation of being peed on.
"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 physical 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 Huang'ao Village was a member of the village during his lifetime, and everyone was equivalent to his juniors.
But he couldn't be saved, even if he was beaten, there was nothing he could do.
