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Chapter 75

Ruan Ling asked without answering, "Who are you? Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

Pei Shu frowned slightly: "I'm asking you now."

"If you ask me, will I tell you? Let's go." Ruan Ling turned around and left.

Pei Shu immediately stopped her.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and he grabbed her face.

Although Ruan Ling is a land god, she only has a divine character and can use divine power. Her martial power is not strong.

In amazement, she hurriedly dodged, and the scarf on her face was still pulled away by the other party.

Long hair is flying.

At this moment, Pei Shu saw her true face.

What a stunning face that was.

The eyes are as bright as stars in the sky, the lips are as red as red. The skin is as soft as cream, and even under the hazy moonlight, you can feel the transparent whiteness.

With a glance, Pei Shu only saw so many.

With just one look, his heart was shaken, as if an electric current was passing through, staring at her without blinking, and he was stunned.

"Go to the disciple!" Ruan Ling snorted coldly, tapped her toes and flew away gracefully.

It was not until her white skirt disappeared that Pei Shu woke up like a dream. He took two steps and asked loudly, "What's your name?"

No response.

Pei Shu felt something was lost in his heart.

He lowered his head and realized that he was still holding the other person's face-covered scarf.

It was just an ordinary blue silk pizza, with no other marks except for two small yellow daisies in the corner.

Ruan Ling can't go home yet.

The wheat field was interrupted by Pei Shu and had to be resurrected there. Next, she had to go to the third family.

The third household is from Wuliu Village.

She couldn't bear to waste her divine power anymore, so she only resurrected one acre of wheat and stopped.

Even so, her current divine power is only half left.

The incense power I got was too little, but there was too much wheat to be resurrected, which was really not enough to make ends meet.

After finishing, Ruan Ling returned home exhausted and fell head-on with a quilt.

The next day, the Kuoshan Village and Wuliu Village were in trouble.

The three families who went to the Land Temple to burn incense yesterday, and indeed many wheat were resurrected!

This is not enough to show that it is the manifestation of the God of Land?

Everyone woke up like a dream.

So the people from both villages rushed to the Land Temple with incense, burned incense and prayed to the statue of the gods, begging the land gods to appear to bless the harvest, bless the weather, and bless the safety of the family.

In a blink of an eye, the incense of the Land Temple became unprecedentedly prosperous.

Ruan Ling received his divine power and was frustrated.

In the whole day, she received more than 800 incense power.

After all, the population of Wuliu Village and Kuoshan Village is not large. Even if everyone comes to offer her incense, it is not enough to restore her strength to the peak moment.

But as long as believers believe in her and worship her, the incense and mindfulness can be provided continuously.

In order to repay the believers, Ruan Ling is also generous.

After nightfall, she took a short rest and went to the wheat field. According to the incense and spiritual power contributed by the villagers during the day, she resurrected the wheat in the field in turn.

This is a big project.

Generally speaking, few gods do such things, or there is nothing except Ruan Ling.

If the gods keep their image in the hearts of mortals, they will not satisfy all the wishes of believers.

It would be enough for them to appear occasionally, let the believers know that they are still there, and let the believers still maintain a pious heart to worship them.

But Ruan Ling can't do it.

After all, she is a newcomer and still needs to cultivate lost faith.

I can only treat myself as a donkey, surround the wheat, working hard one acre of land one acre.
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