The casual discipline of Gou Yu Fang Jian did not bother with him, his discipline of Gou Yu is very measured, the fall is enough to make his lower body paralyzed for life, can only lie in bed for life, living than death is also unbearable.
At this time, Fang Jian is in Yangxia County on the river village land shrine, looking at the land shrine on the earthen wall crying little boy.
It is a small earthen house built by the villagers with yellow clay, which is very short, only as high as an adult's knee.
In the hearts of the people, this is after all the place where the god of the land lives, so it is useless to repair such a high land shrine.
The little boy squatted on the ground, hands clasped knees, back against the wall of the land shrine, head buried between the knees bawling.
Fang Jian was watching, as the god of the land in Yangxia County, even if his land temple in the outskirts of the county, as long as the villages in front of the land shrine prayers, or any movement, he was able to sense.
He heard a child crying in his ears, immediately rushed to the village land ancestral shrine with the divine movement, saw that the child was only aggrieved, Fang Jian was also relieved, instead of watching him cry with great interest.
The child cried for a long time, finally stopped, wiped the tears with both arms, and then stood up sobbing and choking.
As soon as he got up, a pair of bright eyes with a watery glow immediately saw Fang Jian on the side.
You know that at this moment Fang Jian is not the state of manifestation of the saint, mortals can not see, but children are different.
Twelve years old before the child's heart is pure, a breath of innate energy in the belly has not yet dispersed, so can see what adults can not see.
"I watched you cry here for at least one incense stick, tears are almost washed down the land shrine." Fang Jian looked at the child and said.
The child heard this, choking while mouth deflated said, "None of your business."
Fang Jian laughed, then looked at the child's legs, he was wearing two very short brown pants, two small legs naked outside, there are a few red marks on the legs.
"Been beaten?" Fang Jian asked, "Who beat you?"
The kid said, "None of your business."
"..." Fang Jian's face was dark: "You are squatting in front of my house crying, I can't even ask a question?"
The child opened his mouth, "None of your..." But he immediately reacted: "What your home? This is Grandpa Land's shrine."
"Good boy, good boy." Fang Jian stepped forward and touched his head, smiling, "I am your grandfather of the land."
The child did not say anything, directly a bite on Fang Jian's wrist, but this bite, the child felt like biting on a piece of cowhide, hard and tough very uncomfortable.
The child hurriedly spit out Fang Jian's arm, and then cursed at Fang Jian: "You disrespect Grandpa Land, you will be struck by lightning."
Fang Jian laughed and said to the child, "You watch."
After saying that, Fang Jian came to the land shrine, and then slowly sat down with his back to the land shrine.
The child only saw Fang Jian's figure instantly become smaller, and then sat directly into the land ancestral shrine, and merged with the land deity statue, and his eyes instantly became big.
Then he saw a flash of spiritual light in the land shrine, and then Fang Jian's figure detached from the land idol and walked out, and grew bigger and bigger, and gradually returned to its original appearance.
"How about it, believe it?" Fang Jian asked with a smile.
The child's big eyes blinked, then his eyes were red, and tears fell again.
Then he flew to Fang Jian, hands hugged Fang Jian's waist and cried: "Grandpa Land, I was wronged! Woo-hoo!"
Said and bawled, Fang Jian hurriedly squatted down and constantly comforted, so that the child stopped crying.
"Tell Grandpa Land, how are you wronged?" Fang Jian asked.
The child said with teary eyes: "This morning... I went to the mountain to graze the cattle, whoops, and then... I fell asleep on a rock, halfway through my sleep I heard the cows barking, I opened my eyes and saw a good big flower cat dragging the cows away, woo woo woo, I chased them for a while but couldn't catch up, came back and told my father, my father didn't believe me and beat me, saying I was like a pig who only knew how to sleep and lost the cows, woo woo, I was wronged ah land grandpa."
Fang Jian heard a heartbeat, and then comforted: "Okay, okay, don't cry, Grandpa Land to do you a good job. You tell me first, what is your name?"
"Little Rats." The child sobbed.
Fang Jian nodded and said, "Little Rat, what does the big cat look like?"
The little rat wiped his tears and said, "Big ears, long tail, a lot of black dots on the hair..."
"A bit like a leopard." Fang Jian thought in his heart, and then asked, "Then tell me again, where do you herd cattle?"
Little Rat raised his head, then turned around and pointed to a group of mountains to the east of Shanghe Village and said, "Just in the Er Tou Mountain."
Fang Jian took a look at the Er Tou Mountain, then said to the little rat: "Well, don't cry ah, you go home first, Grandpa Land promises to get the cattle back for you."
"Really?" Little Rat looked up at Fang Jian, who smiled and nodded his head.
At that moment, not far from the village entrance came a loud shout: "Little Rat, come back to eat when you've had enough crying!"
Little rat turned around at the sound, only to see his old mother was standing at the entrance of the village looking at himself with crossed arms.
"Grandpa Land..." When the little rat turned his head back, he found that Fang Jian had disappeared.
Little Rat looked blankly at the air in front of him, and then looked at the land shrine on the side, and for a moment could not tell whether it was real or an illusion.
"Little Rat, what are you doing?" There was a sound of footsteps behind him, and then a young woman came up behind Little Rat and grabbed his arm and said, "Go back and eat, your father and your uncle and brother have gone to Er Tou Shan to look for cows, and don't blame your father for beating you, there are still no cows at home, what will you use to plow the land tomorrow spring? What will you eat?"
"I told you, the cat dragged the cows away, but you don't believe me!" Little Rat said, and tears began to accumulate in his eyes again.
The woman reached out and gently slapped the little rat on the head, angrily saying, "No lies, you're so young to learn to lie, what can you do when you grow up!
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Deep in the mountain range of Er Tou, half a stone cliff cave.
A two-meter-long serval cat dragged a cattle into the cave, its sharp teeth biting tightly on the neck of the cattle, and had bitten off the cattle's windpipe.
The bull had been dead for a long time, the blood on its neck had dried up, and now it was motionlessly dragged into the cave by the huge serval cat.
The cave was filled with spiritual light, and various spiritual flowers and vines were twisted and intertwined, forming a natural hidden net covering the cave entrance.
When the serval cat entered the cave, the vines immediately contracted to open an entrance, and when the serval cat dragged the corpse of the yellow cow into the cave, the entrance was again covered by overlapping vines.
Inside the cave, there was a special cave, with spiritual stones and stalactites, flowers and grasses, and even pearls and flawed jade, which illuminated the entire interior of the cave like the shining moon.
At that moment, the servant cat suddenly put down the yellow cow, and then with a flash of spiritual light, it turned into a lively and beautiful young girl with cat ears and cat tail.
"I'm back!" The young girl shouted to the depths of the cave, then her voice echoed inside the cave, then a noisy and joyful response instantly filled the entire interior of the cave.
I saw a dozen figures suddenly appear in the depths of the cave, some big and some small, some tall and some short, but most of them are teenage girls with cat ears and cat tails.
There were even a few beautiful young girls with colorful hair and two pairs of beautiful semicircular wings on their backs.
As soon as these people came out, they bounced around the Serval girls, "Wow, it's a yellow cow."
"Yes! There is beef to eat!"
"Sister Curly Ears is great!"
"Sister Curly Ears is the best!"
Feeling the gleeful praise of the demons around her, the serval girl named 'Curly Ears' was also full of smiles, but the blood on her mouth made her smile look very savage and hideous.
The monsters followed Curly and carried the corpse into the deepest part of the cave, which was much more open and brighter.
The stone walls around and overhead were inlaid with countless bright beads, which illuminated the cave while also sprinkling fluorescent stardust, very dreamy and beautiful.
The monsters crowded the volume ear noisy into the main cave, only to see the face of a tall, beautiful woman dressed in glittering white feather clothes came out.
Seeing this beautiful woman, Curly Ears immediately called out, "Sister Ling Die."
The beautiful woman in glittering white feather clothes was the owner of the half-stone cave, the demon cultivator of the Dao of Refining Xuan Realm, the Fairy Spirit Butterfly.
When she saw the corpse of the yellow cow carried in by Curly Ears and the servant cats, she frowned and said, "Curly Ears, these are the cows of the people at the bottom of the mountain, right?"
Rolling Ears smiled smugly and said, "Yes, it tastes good, but it's a pity that you don't eat meat, sister Ling Die."
Ling Die fairy shook her head and said, "Didn't I tell you? Do not go to catch people's livestock."
Reel Ears looked at the Spirit Butterfly Fairy and said, "Sister Spirit Butterfly, why do you feel sorry for those mortals? We are demons eh!"
Spirit Butterfly Fairy said: "I'm not worried about those mortals, but about you. Although those mortals are mortal, they are backed by the Buddha Dao, in case..."
"Aiya, it's okay, I don't believe the gods of the Buddha Dao will come to fight for us over a yellow cow." Curly Ears said indifferently.
Looking at her appearance, Fairy Ling Die said helplessly, "Don't you forget that there is a land god sitting in Yangxia County."
"Hahahahaha!" Rolling Ears laughed out loud, "Land God? A little old man, if he dares to come to us, I will tear down his land temple!"
The surrounding demons also screamed, "Tear down the land temple." "Tear down the land temple."
It seems that both people and demons have a love for the demolition of the land temple.
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