“…………”

Zhang Lang didn't know what to say about Taoist Qingyuan's kindness.

"This is all for the master! Don't take it to heart." Taoist Master Qingyuan said with a smile, stroking his beard.

“…………”

Zhang Lang was really speechless, and he had the urge to cry. He wanted to ask the master where he could tell that he was grateful.

This made him cut off himself from the people and built a high wall directly with him and the villagers.

If he was just a landlord, it would be fine if he pretended to be sacred, but the problem was that he was still the village director and secretary. Everyone treated him as a god, so how could he do his job in the future?

If you become a noble god, how can you lead the villagers to produce and develop?

Yes, if he becomes a god, he can say nothing, but no one dares to oppose him.

But even a figure as majestic as Mao Zu did not make a huge mistake after becoming a god, and created a great man in a new era, and finally lost four or six points of merit or demerit.

He was just a successful businessman in his previous life, and his experience in his previous life was just to avoid detours, which did not mean that he would not make mistakes.

There is a saying in later generations that is good at singing, and gods will make mistakes if they don’t eat grains.

You should know that he is a god who cannot live without grains and will make even more mistakes.

Zhang Lang organized a language, "Master, I think it's better to be low-key in China! The domestic environment is not suitable for our high-profile development for the time being, and I am also the village director of the village. It's too high-profile, which is not conducive to uniting the development of villagers and the village."

"Well!"

Taoist Master Qingyuan, who was a little proud of his masterpiece, was choked.

Taoist Master Qingyuan has a personal experience of the decade of darkness, and for the gods, it can be said to be a catastrophe.

Originally, because of the disappearance of spiritual energy, these land gods had already struggled to maintain it. If you want to destroy the four old ones, it would have taken all the lives of the gods.

Except for the gods in China who use his disciple's luck to overcome the five declines of heaven and man, no other gods and immortals are left, and they are all reincarnated.

Taoist Master Qingyuan lost his fairy style and was replaced by a strong embarrassment. He was very embarrassed to do bad things with kindness.

Taoist Master Qingyuan said embarrassedly: "This... I am really not considerate well, what should I do!"

"Master, I wonder if the master's magic power can erase the memories of the whole village?"

Taoist Master Qingyuan was like a child who made a mistake, touched his head and said awkwardly: "This... the master's magic power is only enough to maintain his body and erase his memory... it is really impossible."

"well!"

Zhang Lang sighed deeply. As a god, he is truly unprecedented.

"Feifei, come out with a piece of jade."

"oh!"

Although he didn't know what Zhang Lang was going to do, Tang Feifei still obediently took out a piece of jade of two cubic meters.

There are many such jade rings in her ring.

Zhang Lang didn't say much, and took out a carving knife from the ring to start carving the god's image. This god is more orthodox and is the image of the land father-in-law circulating among the people.

In order to hurry, Zhang Lang used his magic power and made the land god figure in an hour.

Zhang Lang sat on the ground and couldn't move for a long time.

It’s really a low mana, and it’s so exhausting to death if you use mana to carve a divine appearance.

It took an hour to carve the statue of God, and it took more than two hours to meditate and regulate breathing.

"Wolf cub! Are you preparing?"

Taoist Master Qingyuan asked when Zhang Lang recovered.

"I'm going to change the statue tonight!"

"How do you explain it when you find that the statue of the god has changed tomorrow?"

"What is the explanation for this? The gods appeared and found that the statue of the god was wrong, so they changed it themselves! Whatever they wanted! If they made a fuss, they could just offset the negative impact they had on me."

"Okay! That's all I can do." Taoist Priest Qingyuan said with some loss.

Zhang Lang also saw the loneliness of Taoist Qingyuan and hurriedly comforted him, "Master, this statue of god is still useful. His disciple is planning to purchase land in Xiangjiang, and then he ordered people to build a mountain temple and a land temple to collect faith..."

As early as in Xiangjiang, Zhang Lang looked at the "milk powder scholars" in Xiangjiang.

The so-called milk powder believers refer to the Kuomintang veterans gathered in the Zhaojingling Mountains of Xiangjiang.

The original name of Diaojingling was Moxingling. Later, a British man opened a milk powder factory here. Because of his losses, he hanged himself and was named Diaojieling. Later, the government changed the homonym to "Diaojingling".

After the National Government moved to Taiwan in 1949, some retired veterans and families who were unwilling or not qualified to move to Taiwan were placed in the Moxingling Citizen Village.

These veterans lack the means to make a living, and the inconvenience of transportation makes life very difficult for the residents here.

No different from refugees.

It relies entirely on the donation of charitable people in society to live. Catholics adopts the method of giving away milk powder by just going to church to worship and developing believers.

It is conceivable how many believers who developed in this way were really for their faith. Therefore, Catholics in Diaojingling received the nickname "Milk Powder Cultivator".

Zhang Lang’s target is these ‘milk powder believers’, but he will not use milk powder to tempt veterans to believe in religion like Catholics.

What he wants to do is to fundamentally solve the dilemma of Jijingling.

Due to political reasons, the Xiangjiang government refused to invest in road construction. Although the merchants in Xiangjiang were willing to develop Jingling, the investment in transportation alone discouraged everyone.

But these are not problems for Zhang Lang. He doesn't care about developing Jijingling to make money and lose money. As long as he can take the opportunity to turn Catholics into his own believers, he will make a profit.

Another thing is that if it is developed well, it may not necessarily make a loss.

The last life of Xiangjiang Real Estate collapsed in 1982. If you buy the land in Chojingling during this period, you will not lose any loss no matter how you calculate it.

Therefore, Zhang Lang told Ye Xiaoxian to slowly contact the Xiangjiang government from now on and negotiate terms slowly. Even if the Xiangjiang government agrees, it will be delayed until 1982 years before signing the contract.

Taoist Master Qingyuan asked in a daze: "Xiangjiang?"

He didn't understand what Zhang Lang Tishuang meant.

Zhang Lang nodded affirmatively, "Yes, Xiangjiang, although Xiangjiang is the land of our country, due to historical reasons, it is now not within the jurisdiction of the country. Therefore, it is a fertile soil for faith, and Shinto is very popular there."

Taoist Master Qingyuan asked with some uncertainty: "Didn't that cross the boundary?"

"Master, there are no gods now, so what else can you cross the boundary? Besides, the land is in my name, and I want to worship that god if I want to worship."

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After comforting the master, Tang Feifei was left to continue to learn medical skills with the master, and Zhang Lang went down the mountain.

I have been away for so long and I am here this time. I have to meet the village team to see if there is any problem.

When we arrived at the village headquarters, everyone had arrived and were waiting for him.

"Sorry, everyone! I've been talking to the master on the mountain just now, and I've been wasting my time!" Zhang Lang quickly apologized as soon as he entered the door.
Chapter completed!