readx(); "Some people ask us to beg for children, some people ask us to be rich, some people ask us to eliminate disasters, and some people ask us to be happy. Do we care or not? If we care, we can't be busy enough, which is a big problem. No matter, if people don't know how to worship you, why do we still have to worship you?"

"The third is the difference between the number of incense and believers. You can see one or two of them. I will just say it simply. Incense is easy to remember, and worshiping you once will be considered a little incense. When you realize his wish, you may be grateful and become your believer. Of course, this varies from person to person. If you are ungrateful and unwilling to cross the river, even if you let him become an emperor, you will never want to make him a believer. Even if you become a believer, even if you don't worship you, incense will be earned at all times."

"The believer is that he only believes in you. Incense, you can worship others after worshiping you. Go to worship Guanyin and come to Laojun Guan again, there is no conflict. But don't think that you can feel at ease if you become a believer. If you don't care about the believer and stop worshiping piety over time, this believer will be gone, so you can do it yourself~"

"Also, remember that every Zhengde incense god has its own territory. For example, Erlang Shen at the Guanjiangkou. It is his territory nest. It doesn't matter if you go there to recruit ten or eight believers. The dignified Erlang Zhenjun will not care about you. But if you take a big deal of believers, you may even rob them from Erlang Shen. No matter how long Erlang Shen will come to the door."

The Land Lord threw away the peach pits and rubbed his hands, pointing to Li Xianyuan in a manner as if he had come over: "What's the secret of this..."

...

It was already afternoon when Li Xian walked out of the back door by Laojun. He listened to the chatter of the Land Lord for a whole hour.

Xinmi has learned a lot and has benefited a lot. There is only one sentence to summarize.

Incense is not that good.

People are not fools. If you set up a statue of god, someone will burn incense and bow down to him.

The details need to be carefully considered. Li Xianyuan didn't think about it for the time being and wandered along the bustling streets. Soon after, he walked into the inn. The inn was crowded and found an empty table to sit down, and the waiter came up to him.

Before ordering the dishes, I suddenly heard the storyteller on the stage slap the gavel.

"It made the Dragon Palace turn over. The Dragon King of the East China Sea is so majestic. He begs for mercy after shaking again and said: "Monkey King! Xiaolong has no eyes and does not recognize Mount Tai. If you offend Grandpa Monkey, please stop!"

"Besides, Sun Wukong, the first five hundred kilograms, which can be long or short, big or small, are dancing to the wind..."

This storyteller is talking about Journey to the West.

Li Xianyuan thought it had nothing to do with the Journey to the West he wrote. After all, there were some things that Tang Monk had learned from the scriptures here. However, if you listen carefully, Li Xianyuan's passage was definitely not circulated. It was definitely the first volume of the book "Journey to the West" written by him, making a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace.

This place is a thousand hundred miles away from Wuhou County, and it has spread so far in just four months...

And this paragraph...

Li Xianyuan shook his head lightly.

I don’t know if the Dragon King of the East China Sea is the one in Journey to the West. If so, he would have made a big enemy invisibly. If not, the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea would have probably not let him go. He just wanted to make money, but he missed this.

If you have obtained the Taoist seed and set up the dragon clan as your enemy, it is hard to say whether you make a profit or lose money.

"Customer..."

Li Xianyuan came to his senses and found that the waiter was still waiting for him. So he ordered a few dishes casually, and then focused on storytelling with countless diners.

...

As time goes by, the weather gets colder. The common people start to wear cotton coats. Even literati with a bag of bags has to wear an extra jacket under the long gown to keep the cold and hold a folding fan in hand, or travel in the wild or express their feelings by the lake. They can't hold a poem for a long time.

The snow came quite early this year. In the early November, snowflakes were falling from the sky, and it was covered in white.

In Wuhou County, the Qinghu Lake water has not frozen, and in the hazy snow scene, there are still boats coming and going under the bridge.

On the hustle and bustle street, the second floor of the Winter Courtyard, the girl was dressed in an exposed manner, not afraid of the cold, as if she was attracting guests on the street.

Minglang Inn, because of Li Xianyuan, this place is very famous. The seats are full and the rooms are full. Room No. 13 of the One-Second is always empty.

Outside Jingshi Academy, when you walk by the street, you can hear the faint sound of reading on the other side of the courtyard.

Everything is as good as before, only the beauty is not there.

Walking up the stone bridge, looking at the white mist and snowflakes falling on the green lake, Li Xianyuan felt something, and the barriers were looser without realizing it.

He was wearing a blue shirt and stood on the stone bridge, and the wind blew. The heat exhaled, making him look a little desolate. After not standing for a long time, Li Xianyuan turned around, led the horses beside him, and left a line of footprints on the bridge with a shallow layer of snow.

Wuhou County County Government. Two stone lions are majestic and are wearing snow-like armor. The soldiers stand in front of the red lacquer gate on the left and right, and there are few cars and horses in front of the door.

Li Xianyuan stopped and turned around and stepped onto the steps.

"What..." A soldier spoke up and was about to hear the news of Li Xianyuan's identity, but was pulled by another soldier. He knelt excitedly and said, "The villain is paying homage to the Marquis of Guannei!"

Li Xianyuan nodded: "Several adults can be here."

"Everyone is here, everyone is here, the villain will take you in." The soldier said hurriedly, turned around and ran into the government office. The other soldier naturally did not dare to stop him, and let Li Xianyuan cross the threshold and enter the palace.

"You kid, I thought you wouldn't be back this year!"

As soon as he stepped into the front hall, he heard a shout coming from the side hall.

County Magistrate Fang walked in front, and behind him the magistrate and others were all there.

"It's just going out and wandering, it won't take more time." Li Xianyuan said.

When he walked in front of him, County Magistrate Fang patted Li Xianyuan's shoulder a few times, laughed loudly, turned to the magistrate and others and said, "How is it, I just said he will definitely come back."

The magistrate smiled bitterly and first bowed to Li Xianyuan according to the etiquette before he talked about the past.

They all came to the back hall and reminisced about the past, and then talked about Li Xianyuan's next plan.

Li Xianyuan was stunned. He didn't think about this carefully. After thinking about it, he said, "Maybe he is taking the exam for a scholar?"

Several people present looked at each other. Li Xianyuan was a scholar in the exam... Why do you always feel bullying?

They probably could see that this was just Li Xianyuan's casual words, and did not take them to heart, and turned to other things.

After staying in the government for a stick of incense, Li Xianyuan refused the banquet and said goodbye for the time being. He will settle down in Wuhou County for the time being. When will he not be able to reminisce about the past?

Li Xianyuan went to the academy, inn, and places he should go to. Finally, he led his horse to the gate of Li's mansion, paused, and then turned around and left.

Apart from the initial feeling and returning to the old place, Li Xianyuan had no other insights. His heart was as deep as stagnant water, without any turbulence.

Could it be that ginseng is the cause of the work?

Not. At least he still felt reluctant to leave when he thought of Li Wan'er.

I casually found an inn to stay. After four months of leaving, there were not many people who still remembered his appearance. Therefore, when I moved into the inn, no one recognized him.

Not long after he settled down, an official came and handed over to Li Xianyuan several addresses.

It was still early, and Li Xianyuan went out again and went to the first address.

A moment later, Li Xianyuan came to a house and raised his hand to knock on the door.
Chapter completed!