Fang Ming in the distance was thoughtful.

"This mountain is wild and hard to tame, and you have to be beaten at all times..."

The talismans he sent were all hidden, because it was the first time that the talisman in this world was revealed, and he was not afraid that others would see through it.

The mountain and off-road race is fierce and cunning, and must use the method of killing eagles and taming dogs to conquer.

The talisman given by this is both a sharp weapon and a collar, which is easy for Fang Ming to control.

"In the mountains and rivers, I will bury this chess piece and wait for the day to bloom and bear fruit..." Fang Ming murmured to himself as he looked at the direction of the Tiangong Tribe.

With Huhe, Shanyue is basically impossible to be unified by others.

As for evil ghost totems, the teaching of the sacrificial methods to Huhe can be resisted. After Fang Ming returns, he just needs to send another Yin soldiers to clean up.

"The strategy of Xin'an is about to begin, but it is time to go back and take charge!" Fang Ming came out this time, one to understand Shanyue, and the other to find opportunities to break through.

Now the first one is also achieved. As for the second purpose, although there is no specific opportunity, it is also a bit obvious. Fang Ming knew the truth that too much is not enough, so he decided to go home.

With a divine thought, the whole body turned into flames and disappeared in the air...

The City God Dharma Realm is one place, with abundant fertile fields, and the roads travel through the fields.

Even the roadside is full of unknown fruit trees, with various fresh fruits on it, and the taste is sweet and juicy.

Occasionally there are pheasants and hares running by the ground, and they are not afraid of being alive at all, and they feel a little stupid and bold.

In fact, this is true. A middle-aged Confucian scholar, holding a wooden stick, swept it gently. A pheasant could not dodge and was knocked to the ground and cried constantly.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar frowned, but went forward, picked up the pheasant, and walked towards a village.

It was said to be a village, but this Confucian scholar heard the old man say that it had been expanded several times and spread for dozens of miles, and the houses were almost like a small county town.

According to his inquiry, there is more than one such countryside, and the god who sets up this scene is really terrifying and terrifying!

The middle-aged man felt a little confused and his feet kept coming. Soon, he walked into the village.

"Hey! Xun Shusheng, you're back!" A person on the side of the road was lying lazily on the ground, saying hello.

"Oh! I actually caught a pheasant. It's not bad. It's said that scholars have no power to tie chickens. Now it seems that they are all nonsense! Didn't you tell you that if you are hungry, can you come to my house for food?"

As this person said, he had a little bit of a slight sense.

Xun Jing just did not see him. He knew that this person was pretty good, but he just wanted to take advantage of his words. He replied with a smile: "I have received hospitality a few times before. How could I bother you again!"

"Although Xun is just a scholar, I am lucky to be here. The rich resources make me almost think that I have arrived at a beacon of aristocratic families and have no worries about not having a livelihood..."

The lying down shook his head: "The scholars said something. I just don't understand... Forget it, if you have free time, you can come to my house. After all, how can you finish eating so much food..."

Xun Jing bowed and thanked him, and walked on his own. Soon, he came to a shop.

Although this shop is small, it is equipped with firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, and everything is top-quality. It is the salt that is indispensable to the people. The ones sold here are pure white in color and faintly green. They are the specialty of Qinghu Mansion "green salt" and are royal tributes.

Ordinary families can’t even see each other. The price is always comparable to silver, and a pound of green salt can be exchanged for one pound of silver.

Here, a whole tank was placed, about a hundred pounds. The scholar was stunned for a moment. Although it was not the first time he came, he was deeply shocked.

"Young boy, what do you want to buy this time?" the owner asked with a smile.

"Don't worry Mr. Guo, give me half a pound of green salt, another pot of vinegar and two packs of tea!" Xun Jing did not dare to be negligent and said as he bowed.

He was very clear-headed and although he had been in for a short time, he had some understanding of this.

Other wandering souls are respectful to the owner of this grocery store and dare not offend them. They must be of great origin, so they are very polite and cannot be offended.

"Okay! Come on, get it!" Although the owner looked at him not young, his hands and feet were quick. He weighed the things in a few seconds, wrapped them into a pack and handed them to Xun Jing.

Xun Jing took it, gave another bow, and went out on his own, but he didn't pay.

The shop owner didn't ask, and just watched Xun Jing leave with a smile.

As soon as Xun Jing walked out of the door, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and realized that the salt tank that had taken the salt before had been filled up again, and it seemed that it had not decreased at all.

He sighed in his heart: "The items in this shop are not only of high quality, but also inexhaustible. The owner is also an alien. He actually allows the villagers to take them without taking any quotation..."

When I returned to my own mansion, the door was not locked and I opened it. The yard was not small, and it was even bigger than the courtyard given to Xun Jing by the Li family.

"Apart from the lack of maids and children, life here is more favorable than what I am in the Li family! The City God is really a god!" Xun Jing sighed.

Since no one helps, he can only do it himself and cook the pheasant. Although he is not good at this, he is rich in ingredients and is willing to waste it. After a few days, he will not talk about the good dishes that can be cooked, but at least he can make cooked food and there is no need to go to other people's house to cook autumn wind.

This pheasant tastes very fresh, and Xun Jing ate it very happily, but there is no wine, which is a bit regrettable!

There were wines sold in the shop just now, and they were all good wines, but this fine wine was the only thing that collected money and was not allowed to be owed to credit.

Xun Jing also saw the money used here. It was a big white money with runes on it, which was shining with inspiration and magical.

This white big money seems to be used to buy fine wine. Last time, Xun Jing saw that a wandering soul, somehow, was missing an arm and cried. A good-hearted person passed by was unbearable and threw the money into his soul body. The wandering soul's injuries were immediately restored.

This was also the first time that Xun Jing had seen such a coin, but judging from the kind-hearted man's painful face, this money is probably extremely precious and not so easy to obtain. At least, Xun Jing has been here for almost ten days and has not seen a job there, so he can pay this big money.

After Xun Jing's observation, none of the people with this money were ordinary people. Xun Jing could even feel a faint sense of oppression from them.

Moreover, the bodies of these wandering souls are generally thicker than Xun Jing's.

"Xun has read all the books and has seen records of people who die as ghosts. In the past, I thought it was just a joke, but I didn't expect that Xun himself has become a ghost now, but where can I start..."

Xun Jing smiled bitterly and said to himself, his thoughts flew back ten days ago.

On that day, he was shocked and chose to commit suicide by killing the Lord and even being confiscated.

I didn't want to turn into a ghost after death, and I was almost wiped out by the luck and rules of the Jiedu Mansion.

Fortunately, somehow, the law automatically retreated and spared his life, so he was able to survive.

Xun Jing still remembers the subsequent scenes fresh.

Two big men, officers and soldiers, were dressed up, and they were emitting evil spirits. They suddenly appeared, looked at Xun Jing, and sniffed: "It's you!"

One person grabbed an arm and took Xun Jing away. He was a literati. Although his life was good, he did not have much luck. Even if he became a ghost, he had no basic magic power and could not compete with him. He had to be held back and left.

The wind blew at the feet of these two ghost soldiers and walked very fast. Xun Jing only felt a gust of clouds and mist. When he stopped, he had already arrived at a hall.

This palace is very big. Judging from the regulations, it is actually just a side hall. Xun Jing was shocked and heard the voice from above: "Who is in the hall? Let's sign up!"

When he looked up, he saw that he was a young official with great majesty and Xun Jing could hardly look at each other.

Then he reported his name, and the young man picked up a document, looked carefully, and then said, "Well! He is called Xun Jing, a native of Linjiang Mansion, and there is still a portion of incense. Your parents have gone early, your wife and children are not believers in the City God, so they can only use it for themselves!"

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, a small white pillar fell into Xun Jing's body. Xun Jing felt a warm current passing by, and he couldn't describe the comfort of comfort.

"You go to the countryside to settle down!" The young man seemed very busy and sent him away without waiting for Xun Jing to ask questions.

After that, I was taken here and enjoyed it for ten days.

Thinking of the incense that the young official said, Xun Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was determined to support the country, so how could he not understand Wu Nan? When he was young, he also traveled around Wu Nan's prefectures and counties to inquire about information and increase his experience.

When I heard the word incense, I saw the Yin Jian Palace again. I didn’t know where I had arrived at the city god.

Speaking of which, since this City God supports Song Yu, he is the enemy of the Li family.

Before Xun Jing traveled to Anchang, he also went to the City God Temple and ate a stick of incense. He didn't want to make a relationship just now, and after his death, he was taken back to support him.

Xun Jing no longer insisted on his literary character. After all, he died once and was out of sight.

Besides, no matter who it is, since Xun Jing has already repaid the Li family's great kindness with death, then the next thing will be cleared.

Xun Jing is now a free person, so of course he has to plan for himself.

Xun Jing thought silently that he had been here for so many days and had thoroughly understood the surrounding situation.

According to his understanding of the situation, the nearby wandering souls, like him, are believers of the City God, or have incense. They were taken here to settle after their death.

Of course, you can also apply, but after the law territory, your life expectancy will be reduced by half immediately. Except for those who really don’t know how to live or die, who dares to do this?

But staying in the Dharma Realm, you may not die. Xun Jing often saw many wandering souls, who were taken away by ghost soldiers when they were so blurred that they were almost gone.

I think the outcome won't be very good.

According to the circulating saying, ordinary ghosts have a lifespan of seven days, and in the Dharma Realm, there will be fourteen days. In addition, the more pious the faith and the more incense it was during their lifetime, the longer they lived, the more they lived. Xun Jing's heart moved, and when he thought of the warm current that day, he had some speculations.

But when a person becomes a soul after his death, it is not considered faith or incense. Even if he prays every day, it is useless.

"I have been here for ten days. According to the general situation, I may not be able to hold on for long before I will be taken away by the Yin soldiers... Although my soul body is not weak and blurry, I must be careful!"

Xun Jing faintly felt that there was some difference between him and other wandering souls, but he still planned according to the general situation. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!