Poor mountains and bad waters may be a portrayal of Donghan Village.

Spring is about to begin sowing. At this time of year, the village will worship the Queen of Houtu, praying for a good harvest, and this year is no exception.

More than 300 villagers each will collect some money and buy sacrifices and go to the altar. The Han family does not have an ancestral hall, but there is an ancestral tomb. Everyone sacrifices their ancestors, and then puts incense on Houtu Temple next to the ancestral tomb, and tributes are placed. The ceremony is officially completed.

Every household has a fragrant incense, and the incense burner is full. The temple of Houtu Niangniang is not big, but there are a lot of incense. Everyone is waiting for the incense to burn out before leaving. If anyone's incense is destroyed, it will indicate that Houtu Niangniang will not bless the harvest this year and must be lit immediately.

In the evening, it was dark, and under the persimmon tree beside the ancestral grave, a fat aunt stood there tremblingly, almost crying.

"How many old men... I didn't want to pretend to be Houtu, but no one enjoyed this incense. It's a pity..."

The fat aunt is a phantom, without a shadow, and her death is hidden, at least she is the cultivation level of a ghost. At this moment, the fat aunt looked at the side with her eyes squinted, her face falling like rain, her lips trembling, and she didn't know what to do.

Who are these vicious spirits?! Are you robbing the incense? Then you robbing it! What are you doing around me!

Next to the female ghost, there was the ghost messenger left by Qin Kun.

Headless, Yaoyao, Shisheji, Yu Jianggu, Di Renjie, Adou, and Zhang Bu.

The weakest aura is the headless ghost and the stone snake girl. The spiritual power fluctuations of the ghost general can only be noticed when they get close to it. The other few are even more terrifying. The fat aunt glanced at them secretly. There were seven ghosts in total, and five had Yinlong around their necks!

I am not afraid of fierce ghosts, but I am afraid of having tattoos on my neck!

This is too exaggerated!

She felt uncomfortable being stung when she saw these ghosts, but she didn't say anything, so she could only say with a stingy head: "Or... I'll give you all the incense this year, let me put it on... I'm just a farmer..."

It was not until the last villager lit incense and left that several ghost servants looked at each other and turned their attention to the fat aunt.

"Don't be afraid, we won't be bad for you, nor will we steal your incense."

Zhang Bu spoke with a gentle smile and elegant look. He even made a gesture of invitation, "You go over and enjoy the incense first, let's talk?"

Fat aunt is not in the mood. Brother, I don’t want to enjoy the incense, I want to die...

Seeing that she didn't move, Zhang Bu said again: "We are here for something. We need your help, so there is no need to be afraid."

After two consolations, the attitude was gentle, and the fat aunt's nervousness was relieved a lot. She looked suspiciously that although these people had Yinlong behind their necks, they must be the legendary ghost king, but their temper and patience were extremely good.

She asked carefully: "Dare you dare to be a few adults, what do you need me?"

Zhang Bu glanced at Di Renjie and gave him the dominance tactfully.

Di Renjie looked at Zhang Bu with interest before stepping forward and said to the fat aunt: "Did my sister be from Donghan Village during her lifetime?"

With a word, all the ghosts around were stunned.

Sister, sister...???

Zhang Bu also opened his mouth slightly...

Di Gong, you are a little frivolous!

A female ghost of such an old age, just call her...sister?

Qin Kun’s other ghosts didn’t know Di Renjie’s identity, and Di Renjie never showed it. They only knew that this ghost was called Di Gong, but it was actually an old ghost, but he could transform into a young appearance, so he didn’t know anything else.

But Zhang Bu has been confused. He guessed that this guy was probably the most popular person around the Queen!

The Queen was also a beneficiary of the imperial examination. Di Gong was well-known. Zhang Bu felt that he was lucky to live with him in his three lives. But today is the first time the two of them cooperated. As soon as Di Gong spoke, he subverted the image in Zhang Bu's heart.

You turned into a handsome young man... Is it really appropriate to call him that? Zhang Bu began to wonder if Di Gong used some means when he took office.

The fat aunt was also confused at this moment, looking at Di Renjie with her mouth open, and after a while, she showed a hint of shyness. However, what is important is that Di Renjie used Bingzhou dialect, this claim, brought a lot closer.

"My brother is so joking. I am not from Donghan Village. I forgot where I came from. After my death, I came here in a daze and didn't see me catching me. I found that there was incense here, so I stayed there. After counting, it's been decades..."

The fat aunt didn't hide it and told her origin in detail.

Di Renjie smiled faintly and said, "So that's it. This time, I have some important things to come here, and I need to go door to door to dream and clean up some things. However, when we fall into the dream rashly, they will definitely wake up and need your help and comfort."

Di Renjie made a plan with everyone yesterday afternoon.

First, we have to rely on Yu Jianggu's dream-entering ghost technique, and then rely on Yaoyao's vines to lure some memories out of the villagers' minds, then let Shisheji petrify and numb them, pull out the memories and rely on the headless ghost, and finally use A Dou to comfort those people.

But the plan has always been incomplete and I always feel that there are some flaws.

After all, this group of people is fragile and can easily wake up in a shocking dream. If they are forced to trap them and not let them wake up, they will easily become possessed by evil spirits. They are all big ghosts and have never done such meticulous things. There are so many people in the village, and if something goes wrong, they will be killed.

So the plan has been put on hold. Until today, the village suddenly held a ceremony. They happened to see the fat aunt. Di Renjie asked Zhang Bu to discuss it before he came up with a new plan.

The fat aunt was confused and said in confusion: "I need me... to comfort them?"

The fat aunt looked at her coarse cloth clothes and said with a bitter face: "Although I live in the Houtu Niangniang Temple, I don't have much ability. I'm just a poor man at first sight. I'm scared to wake them up. How can I comfort them?"

If there is a spirit in the temple, ghosts are the source of the spirit in the temple.

The fat aunt lived here accidentally. She looked more and more like Empress Houtu over the years, but she didn't know how to transform. Even if she looked like her, she was still wearing the same body before she died.

She thinks it is unreliable, and scaring people will damage her good deeds...

Di Renjie was also in deep thought, right, even though the fat aunt looked like Empress Houtu, who was wearing such a ragged dress?

He looked at Zhang Bu, hoping that the other party would have some solutions, and Zhang Bu was at a loss.

At this moment, a little fat man from the ghost policeman came out.

“This is not difficult.”

"Give it a gorgeous dress!"

The little fat man patted the fat aunt's shoulder twice. The fat aunt suddenly felt that she was wrapped in ghostly spirit, and her gorgeous clothes replaced the previous bad clothes, falling like a waterfall.

This move made the ghosts around all sigh!

Ghost art!

This ghost technique is too straitorous. Only when he was a nobleman during his lifetime can he use it. The higher the status, the more precious the ghosts he can give him. Over the years, only the Sixteenth Prince can give him a yellow jacket, and now he sees another one!

Yaoyao, Shi Snake Ji's eyes immediately shone. While looking at the pretty little fat man, she surrounded him and touched the clothes she gave him.

Really! There is no time limit, which means this is not a fool!

Zhang Bu was also curious, and stepped forward to touch it, smacking his tongue: "Shu brocade! What a good guy... and Shu embroidery! It's a big deal!"

The clothes look really good. The fat aunt, who was originally of ordinary temperament, transformed into a noble taste.

The little fat man thought about it for a while, but then he felt that he had something to do with it.

"Give red hairpin jewelry!"

The red hair is wrapped around the head and even the hair is tied. The jewelry is hanging on the ears, hanging on the neck, and wearing it on the wrist. The temperament is sublimated in place!

The little fat man looked at everyone: "Is this OK?"

Too good!

Several big ghosts surrounded the fat aunt, and at this moment, they were already seventy-sixth-parted like Queen Houtu!

This is a bit of a ghost technique!

"Fat Brother, it seems like a streamer is missing. Can you give me?" Yaoyao suddenly asked.

"Give it a silk cloth!" The little fat man patted the fat aunt's shoulder and followed her words. A streamer surrounded the fat aunt and danced under the infusion of spiritual power.

"So amazing, fat brother!" Yaoyao's eyes shone, and she resisted the urge to ask for one for herself.

"On average, but you have to call Grandpa."

Yaoyao was confused.

The little fat man didn't say anything, and laughed: "Then you continue to discuss."

After saying that, he drooled and climbed up the persimmon tree next to him.

The image problem was solved, and the fat aunt was gone from being detained just now. Yu Jianggu's hands raised up and then pulled it apart, and a water mirror appeared in the palm of his palm. The fat aunt was so beautiful that she was stunned by the beauty in the mirror.

Is this still me...me?

"Sister, can you help us now?" Di Renjie laughed.

The fat aunt was a little plump, but her image was passed. At this moment, she said indifferently: "Lead the way. Take me...I'll go and have a look."

After a day and a night, the plan finally began to be implemented, and the ghosts breathed a sigh of relief.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, midnight came, and the villagers fell asleep one by one. A young family in the village, closest to the ancestral grave, suddenly saw a few vague people in their dreams.

It was blurry and a little hard to see clearly. They were approaching themselves. The young man was a little nervous and wanted to rub his eyes and see who they were, but he still couldn't see.

They were getting closer and the young man began to struggle, but a voice suddenly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I...hehe, I am the Queen of Houtu."

The voice was added with ethereal special effects in Yu Jianggu's dream. The young man was stunned when he heard it. The next moment, one of the phantoms in front of him became clear.

Queen Houtu?

The dim outline is pretending to be a ghost, and the young man wants to question it. Suddenly, the dark dream lit up. A plump middle-aged woman, dignified and luxurious, with red hairpin, wearing a silk cloth, she smiled very gently, and the streamers swayed in the wind.

"Ah, it's really Empress Houtu!"

The young man kowtowed immediately.

Although I worship God every year, the land is still so poor and the village is still so poor. Young people do not believe in God, but it does not prevent themselves from worshiping her in their dreams.

"Get up. I came here to bless your family's harvest this year. I want to see your memories now. If you have a past of doing evil, the land this year will be confiscated!"
To be continued...