Fangshan County, county town!

After six years of separation, Fang Changda once again stepped into Fangshan County. Looking at the low houses that used to be turned into high-walled courtyards, he couldn't help but feel like things are impermanent.

Six years ago, a fire was burned nearly half of Fangshan County and the county town was burned. I don’t know how many people were displaced. Fang Changda was one of them and had to leave the county town and go to Takizawa to seek refuge with his distant relatives. It took six years to go there.

Six years have passed. I, who was young in the past, have now become a young man. I have already taken root in Takizawa to marry and have children. I thought I would not have the chance to come back, but I did not expect the shopkeeper to come to Fangshan.

"Praise the mountain god!" Fang Changda held his eyebrows with one hand, his lips squirmed gently, and said in a low voice.

"Xiao Fang, hurry up and go to the mountain temple with me to worship." A middle-aged man in the distance waved his hand to greet Fang Changda, and the middle-aged man had two walnuts in his other hand.

"Shopkeeper, I can't get in the mountain temple at this time. I have to rest for a day today and get up early tomorrow."

The shopkeeper looked up at the sky and found that it was almost noon. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "It is worthy of being the place where God is, and there are many believers, so I can't queue up at this time."

"It is not feasible to go up the mountain, but there are temples in the city. Let's go worship first and go up the mountain tomorrow." The shopkeeper's face was pious and called Fang Changda to one of the four temples in the city.

Outside the temple, there were queues. The shopkeeper walked off the carriage and looked at the many believers, and they also got off the carriage. There was no need for anyone to maintain it. Naturally, they began to queue up.

An hour passed, and the shopkeeper and Fang Changda had already finished worshiping in the temple. The in charge walked out of the temple and looked at the believers who were still lined up. Fang Changda saw this and explained the news he knew: "Six years ago, the fire in the city was the god who called the wind and rain to extinguish the fire."

"Afterward, the believers of the God-Respecting Organization began to rebuild their homes and solve their livelihoods for the people in the city. In the past six years, Fangshan County has changed its past poverty. This is all due to the God-Respecting Organization."

"Around Fangshan County, every household believes in respecting God. After all, it is the place where God is respecting God and the best place. If I hadn't been in Takizawa, I would have settled in Fangshan." The manager showed envy, and finally thought of his situation and sighed.

"This time I came to Fangshan to participate in the mountain god festival. This grand festival will be hosted by Wang Lao Miaozhu himself. At that time, the gods will appear and bless all living beings. I thought I had come early, but I never wanted to see many outsiders in this mountain. I am still late."

"Don't worry if you are in charge. Respecting God and mercy. God loves the world will definitely be blessed." Fang Changda replied a few words. They returned to a rented house together. The inn was already full. Now that they could have a place to live, it would be very good.

I returned to the house, had lunch, got up early and rushed here. I was already tired and started to rest directly.

Fang Changda, who was sleeping in a drowsy way, suddenly felt noisy, and the sound of hawking along the street kept coming to Fang Changda's ears.

"Sugar Man, fresh sugar man that has just been burned, is still fresh?"

"Will anyone come to this little brother?" Fang Changda saw an old man standing in front of him in a daze. The other party was gray-haired, wrinkled, and holding a wooden sign in his hand, with various shapes of candy man on it.

"As long as three cents of incense, people can eat this fresh sugar." The old man looked at Fang Changda and explained endlessly.

"Give me one!" A voice sounded, and an older man walked slowly and preached from afar.

"What are you here? Lao Fang, do you have money?"

"You are always merciful to the gods when you are alive. You are merciful to you because you die in the fire." The old man sneered, shook his head and said in an exclaimed tone: "Your son and grandson are also unfilial guys, and you don't even worship your ancestors."

"If incense does not generate incense money, you will be hungry and you will not die even if you are left."

"Old Li, your son is filial!" Lao Fang was furious and preached in a scolding manner.

"Yes, my son is just filial. Look at this candy man and the money for incense. My old Li family is full of incense, with many children and grandchildren, the eldest, the second, the third, and two more. These are six grandchildren, plus the granddaughter-in-law, there are almost twenty people."

"How did you say that sentence? Yes, Lao Zhou's sour scholar just said the day before yesterday that it is endless!"

Not only was Old Li not angry, he smiled, reached out and took out the bronze incense money from his arms, and shook it directly, and preached with a bold sermon.

"At first glance, my little brother is not a dead soul. This is a life soul that has accidentally entered the Divine City. I didn't see it clearly just now, and I saw it thoroughly. I sent me to come and send my little brother back to Old Li's house in the east of the city and tell Boss Li that this candy man is good."

"But don't burn sugar next time, not only will I spend money, but I'm tired of eating it. I'll also tell them that I'm doing well below. I've been praying for them every day and will protect their good deeds."

"By the way, the most important thing is to let them not do bad things and damage their good deeds. Otherwise, I will not feel good if I am below."

"Young brother must remember this last sentence." Old Li patted Fang Changda's shoulder and continued to say, "If you won't let your little brother go for nothing, you will be rewarded."

"Also, let the three brothers give birth to a few more, and they can't give birth to my grandson give birth to a few more."

"Old Zhou's sour scholar, even if his eldest son can give birth, he already has four sons and three daughters, and his younger son is not bad, three sons and three daughters."

"Hey, there are many descendants and the incense is in full bloom. Soon after, the Zhou family in the Divine City will be a well-known wealthy family."

"Yang Shi taught me the Li family all his life, but after death, this old Zhou shook up."

"You are, the third grandfather!" Fang Changda was confused for a while, looked at the old man with a warm and angry face, and identified him for a long time before he stepped forward and continued to preach: "It's me, Changda!"

"You have never seen you for six years. You have changed a lot. You haven't recognized you for a while. Where are your eldest brother and your second uncle?" Lao Fang's anger disappeared without a trace. He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Fang Changda and asked.

"After the fire, they did not go to Takizawa with me, but went to Changshui County. I don't know after that, but there was a big chaos in Changshui County that year, and I'm afraid there would be more or less danger."

"I knew, otherwise how could even forget my ancestors?" Lao Fang's face was pale, his tone was choked, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, the third grandfather, the second uncle and the eldest brother are gone, and I'm still there."

Old Li was stunned. Those who can travel to the Divine City are all people with good fortune. It seems that Lao Fang, a poor man, is about to shake.

Why is my old Li not so lucky!

If I had known, I would have married two more concubines and gave birth to him ten or eight.
Chapter completed!