Zhangjiacun has chosen a site to rebuild, but now it has reached the outskirts of Yunbi Mountain and is getting closer to the river wall.

However, the fields are still in the same place. Although the original farmland and wheat seedlings have been completely flooded by the mud, it is much better than reopening the wasteland.

For Jia Gui, besides this, there is another very important thing.

Under the admiring eyes of everyone.

Jia Gui stood at a high place and said to everyone.

"The reason why we can survive this natural disaster safely does not depend on my meager strength. The most important thing is the guidance and blessing of the gods."

"It was also the ancestors of Zhangjiacun who invited the gods and accumulated great blessings, so that we can achieve the good results today."

"Gods appear to save people in need. How can we not fulfill our wishes and repay our kindness?"

Everyone also nodded, feeling that the county magistrate was right.

"That's right, luckily I have the blessing of gods!"

"Look at the evil dragon yesterday. If it hadn't been for the appearance of gods, none of us would have survived."

"But, how should I repay my wish?"

Everyone looked at Jia Gui again, as if waiting for him to make up his mind.

Jia Gui had already planned it and immediately suggested it.

"In the past, the ancestors of the Zhang family prayed for the blessings of the gods on the statues of the gods and accumulated merits and blessings for their children. That is why we are alive today because of the protection of the gods."

"We have a hundred thousand lives to live today. We should build a temple for the gods to fulfill our wishes."

After saying that, Jia Gui also raised his hand.

"I, Jia Gui, am the county magistrate of the imperial court. I would like to erect a monument to commemorate this matter and remember the merits of the immortal."

"Let the world know that Yunbi Mountain is a real fairy mountain, and that our Xihe County is a treasure land of dragons and spirits. Let the gods and immortals be worshiped and worshiped in the world."

As soon as these words came out, everyone cheered.

Everyone applauded and nodded in agreement.

No matter who is present, no one does not want his hometown to be famous, and he does not want others to know that his hometown is a fairyland and a treasured land, so that when people mention it, they will feel admiration and admiration.

And this matter was settled like this.

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Jia Gui excitedly decided to build a temple and erect a monument for the gods.

But soon, he encountered a problem.

Two Taoists from Yunzhen Taoism were invited over. At the beginning, they were still confused and didn't know what the county magistrate was doing by inviting them.

The thin Taoist looked puzzled: "What do you and I want to do when the county magistrate comes to you?"

The fat Taoist suddenly remembered something: "Could it be that County Master Jia knew about what we shouted in front of the county office two days ago?"

Only then did the thin Taoist realize: "It's over, I almost forgot."

After just one night, the two of them seemed to have forgotten their original intention of coming here.

They came here to expose the demon's tricks and to send those who worship evil spirits and perform obscene rituals to the execution stand.

Who knows.

When I came here to take a look, I found out that it was true.

The two Taoists were excited and excited. They had been cultivating Taoism and seeking immortality for decades. They had gone through countless cold and heat, recited mantras and turned their fingers to pieces, but still could not see any trace of immortality or immortality.

As for the illusory gods in the legend, I have only heard of them and never seen them.

But now that they had finally seen a real god, how could they not feel excited and wish they could immediately bow down before the god and give them guidance.

All the thoughts I had before were completely forgotten.

The fat Taoist panicked: "What should we do?"

The thin Taoist was also panicked, but immediately calmed down: "Take a step and see what happens!"

The two Taoists had already prepared for the worst, and came to Jia Gui as if they were on the execution platform, bowing with their hands in hand.

"I've met the county magistrate!"

The two of them were shivering, and their calves couldn't help but tremble.

However, Jia Gui didn't know about this at all. He frowned and was completely immersed in his own troubles, and didn't even look at the two Taoists at all.

Jia Gui has decided to build a temple and erect a monument, but there is a question: what is the name of the immortal?

How to call it, you can't mess with it.

Jia Gui: "The two Taoist priests are Taoist masters in Xihe County. I have something to ask of you."

The two Taoists, Fat and Thin, said: "Don't dare, please tell me."

Jia Gui: "There are two things in total. One thing is that I want to ask two Taoist priests to preside over the ceremony for the completion of the temple. I, Jia Gui, am a mortal and only understand the affairs of the world. I can only trouble these two Taoists with matters in heaven.

Chang He Yun Zhen is right."

The fat and thin Taoists looked at each other, with happiness and surprise in their eyes.

Afterwards, the two men immediately bowed and bowed in unison to accept the matter.

"Don't worry, Lord County, I, Yun Zhen Dao, will do our best from top to bottom."

Then, Jia Gui talked about the second thing.

"The second thing is that although I was lucky enough to be taught by the gods, it was a pity that I was not lucky enough to know the names of the gods, let alone how to address the gods."

Having said this, Jia Gui looked at the two Taoists seriously.

"The two Taoist masters are experts in Taoism, and Yunzhen Taoism has a long history and profound heritage. I think they must know where the gods come from."

"I don't know, can you tell me?"

"In this way, it will be easier for me to fulfill the people's wishes. This is the wish of thousands of people in Xihe County, and it is also the merit of the two Taoist priests."

At this time, the fat and thin Taoists were dumbfounded.

The two Taoists were stuck there, but they couldn't say that they didn't know where the immortal came from. They even almost mistook the immortal for an evil ghost before.

In the end, the two Taoists could only fight.

"How can we be called experts? All affairs in the temple are presided over by the Taoist master. We also heard about the immortals coming to the world and walking the dragons into the river, so we came to find out."

"Although we already have some clues, we need to report back to the Taoist Master and listen to his confirmation before we dare to tell the county leader which immortal is in the lower realm."

"Before this, I dare not speak nonsense."

Jia Gui didn't think much and just said.

"Then I will entrust this matter to the two Taoist priests and to Yunzhen Taoism."

On the way downhill.

The fat and thin Taoists were silent for a long time, and finally the fat Taoist spoke first.

The fat Taoist was worried: "Where does this immortal come from? Junior brother, have you ever heard of him?"

The Thin Taoist thought for a while and said: "I heard that the survivors in Yunbi Mountain are all descendants of the nobles and witches of the ancient Chu Kingdom. Even Zhangjia Village is said to have some people with the blood of the ancient Chu Kingdom."

"And there are hundreds of villages, large and small, in the mountains, and they still retain the custom of worshiping the gods of the ancient country."

The fat Taoist understood what the other party meant and said in great surprise: "Isn't that a god from the ancient wilderness?"

The Thin Taoist immediately interrupted the topic: "Don't speak nonsense, don't speak nonsense. You have to go back and ask the Taoist master, read the scriptures, burn incense, pray and pray to God to know."

As the thin Taoist spoke, he carefully looked left and right, then looked up at the sky.

It always feels like someone is watching them.
Chapter completed!