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Chapter 1 There is a temple on the mountain

Luo Tian was sitting in front of the computer he just bought and was about to use his tentacle monster's ability to update tentacle monsters for a day. As soon as he touched the newly bought keyboard, he traveled through time. Well, there was no abnormality, so he just wore it like this.

When I first came through, the wooden house was surrounded by green mountains and green waters, and the wooden house was quaint and harmonious. Wen Zhuan thought he had traveled to ancient China, but when he saw a few little kids easily throwing stones as big as millstones and playing with each other, the wind was suddenly messy.

I originally thought that relying on the knowledge that I have surpassed countless years in my mind, I could become a marquis and ministers, and even become a powerful minister, and I could become an emperor, enjoying the supreme beauty of three thousand beauties in the harem.

Luo Tian looked at his thin arms and then at the raised muscles of the little kids. He suspected that he might have taken the script wrong. At this time, he only had one idea, let me wear it again.

Luo Tian looked up at the sky with a melancholy. At a standard forty-five degrees, the sun shone on his face, looking like a bright and sad boy. If this were in modern times, it might attract countless girls to scream, I would give you a monkey or something.

However, in this village, no girl in the village like Wenpao can like. They like strong men with big arms and round waists, horses on their arms and boats on their thighs.

In their words, the sweat beads of strong men waving their hands are so sexy.

Luo Tian received his POSS and walked towards the village chief's house for dinner. He also discussed with the village chief whether he could do something. No matter what, he had to support himself. Although he couldn't eat much, he still had to eat freely every day and whether he would have to respect himself. The ancients said: "Don't eat food that comes from pity". Is he a college student in the new era still not as good as a beggar? When Wen Zhuan saw a beggar who was stronger than him at the intersection, he sighed again, and he was really not as good as that.

Of course, the main reason is that the village chief’s daughter, Xingzhu’s eyes have become more and more unkind in the past few days. Even the eyes of their dogs are better than those of themselves. Well, at least the dog can watch the house. Not to mention, the dog in the village chief’s family thought it was a monster when he first met him. It’s so fucking that the dog is 1.5 meters tall and two meters long, I ask if you are afraid.

Luo Tian walked into the village chief's house and rushed towards him was Xingzhu's eyes full of disgust and contempt, and he also gave him a cold snort.

Luo Tian touched his nose, and he was not even as good as a dog or a beggar, so I recognized it.

The village chief, Old Man Yu, was quite kind. He glared at Xingzhu and smiled at Wen and said to Wen: Xiao Luozi, don’t care, Xingzhu has spoiled me, forgive me!"

Luo Tian smiled awkwardly: "Old Yu is joking. The boy is powerless. It's not a question about Miss Xingzhu despising me. It just so happens that the boy has something to discuss with Mr Yu today."

Old man Yu, with wrinkles on his face, smiled and said, "Eat first, eat first, and talk about it after dinner."

Luo Tian nodded and sat down to eat. Soon, after the meal, Xingzhu cleaned up the dishes and washed them. He also soaked the tea for the two of them and ate the tea cup on the table. He stared at Wen in anger.

Luo Tian touched his nose and smiled, and Old Man Yu and he each held teacups, watching the spring sunshine shining on the ground in the house, and there was a silence.

Luo Tian took a sip of tea and said to Old Man Yu, "Old Yu, you see, I have been to our village for so many days. It's not a big deal to not work and eat idle food all day long. I wonder if there is anything I can do in the village?"

Old man Yu enjoyed the sip of tea, and his comfortable folds were about to spread. He squinted his eyes and said, "Little Luozi, there are many places where the Murakami needs people, but you may be wearing it."

Luo Tian smiled bitterly: 'What Mr. Yu said is, but I can't let Mr. Yu support me for the rest of my life. I have to find something to do to support myself."

Old man Yu nodded and thought for a while: "Let's do this, there is a mountain temple in our village. Because it has not appeared for many years, no one has presided over it for many years. Why don't you be a temple to pray for it? Although this god has not appeared for many years, you can't neglect the gods. In this way, you have made contributions to the Murakami, and no one will gossip. What do you think?"

What else can Luo Tian say? Although he is a young man in the new era, creatures like gods are only seen in myths, and the profession of Temple Zhu has long been completely disgraceful, but he is kind-hearted and kind to find a job for him. If he hadn't refused to do anything rudely, he would have been too confused.

Seeing Luo Tian take on this job, Old Man Yu was quite happy. Because the mountain temple did not appear in all year round, the people in the village began to like to polish their bodies and hoped to become warriors one day. However, as an old man, he still respected the gods very much. If he hadn't seen Luo Tian's bookish spirit, like a child in a wealthy family, Old Man Yu wouldn't have let Luo Tian go to the temple to celebrate.

Luo Tian packed up his things, but in fact he had nothing to do. In addition to a picture of the true spirit position karma, this picture of the true spirit position karma was also bought by Luo Tian from the street stall after having nothing to do. When he first came to see the picture of the true spirit position karma, he thought that his time travel benefits had been reached. As a result, he used all kinds of methods and did not have any golden fingers or plug-ins. In the end, he had no choice but to give up and treat it as his own collection. Maybe when he was old, he could take it out and miss his time on earth.

After Luo Tian finished packing up, he took the dry food and a few kilograms of bacon from the village to the land temple on the soil slope at the end of the village.

Luo Tian climbed up the soil slope at the end of the village with difficulty, saying that the soil slope was dozens of meters high, which was still a bit difficult for a hard-working modern young man who had been typing for many years.

I climbed up the dirt slope panting and looked up. The first feeling was broken, and the second feeling was cold.

This land temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and all snakes, rats, insects and ants have regarded it as a comforting nest.

The entire Land Temple is surrounded by a circle of earth walls, and there are three houses inside. The main hall enshrined statues of gods, the back hall is a place for temple rest, and there is also a side hall to deal with the problems of believers and answer the doubts of believers.

A wooden plaque with peeling off gold paint was hung on the lintel of the main hall, with the four words Cuiping Palace written on it. Luo Tian touched his chin. The land of this mountain god is quite elegant. Cuiping Palace is not bad.

There is also a couplet next to it, the first couplet says: If you don’t have a few cents, you can ask him and give him to whom?

The second couplet says: If you don’t do anything, you will be able to give me some difficulties.

Horizontal draft: Self-reliance.

This couplet is interesting. It is obviously God, but it advises people not to always think about asking God, and ask themselves first and then to God. God’s idea is really a bit unique.

As I was about to push the door in, I suddenly realized that a clever reaction, Damn, Cuiping Palace, isn't that where the naughty child will be exposed to the incense after losing his body?

Thinking of this, Luo Tian quickly pushed the door and looked at the statue of the god. With a clang, the true spirit position karma map in his hand fell to the ground, because the statue standing on the platform was a familiar image of a boy.
Chapter completed!
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