Fantasy: I lead hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers to rebuild the underworld

Granny Meng nodded obediently.

Then roll up your sleeves.

He ran to the iron pot.

Work hard to cook Mengpo soup.

It's just that her petite figure and the huge iron pot look a little funny and cute.

After instructing Granny Meng, Chen Qiye turned his attention to the second reward of the system.

Chenghuang Faxiang!

In myths and legends, the city god is the god of the underworld, and they are all over the place, strong and weak.

It depends on the size of their fiefdom and the degree of population density.

Some weak city gods are not even comparable to slightly stronger evil spirits.

However, some powerful city gods can shock one side and control countless Yin soldiers.

Although Nanyuan City is not a big city in Chu State, it still has a population of several 10.

It has a vast territory and covers an area of ​​thousands of miles.

As long as he uses the Chenghuang method, he can become the Chenghuang.

At that time, every move of the entire Nanyuan City will not escape his eyes.

At that time, the speed of absorbing merit points will be much faster.

As for the other statue of the City God...

The system gave him two statues of the City God.

In other words, Chen Qiye can become the City God in two places.

He decided to bring another...

Built in Castle Peak City!

Because there is Yin Sha Valley in Qingshan City, the number of evil spirits must be much more than other places.

Thinking of this, Chen Qiye closed his eyes, and his consciousness gradually spread.

Finally locked in Nanyuan City and Qingshan City.

The power of the city god.

It is also gradually spreading.

And just when the City God's divine power was filling, Chen Qiye felt a mysterious connection suddenly appeared between himself and the two cities.

Countless noisy and vague voices suddenly sounded in my ears.

"This is……"

Chen Qiye was surprised.

He listened carefully to the voices.

There are men and women, old and young.

The voices of countless people praying are mixed together.

And following their prayers, inexplicable forces poured into Chen Qiye's body continuously.

"Is this the common people's prayer?"

Chen Qiye was thoughtful.

In mythology, the duty of the city god is to kill evil spirits and guard the peace of one side.

More importantly, it is to listen to the prayers of the people.

In Nanyuan City and Qingshan City.

Almost every household enshrines the City God.

Countless people pray to the City God every day.

And the power of prayer they exude will also be transformed into a steady stream of merit points.

"Alright."

"Being an official for a day will benefit one party."

"Since I am the City God, I will accept the blessings of the people."

"Punish evil and promote good, rewards and punishments are clear!"

……

Castle Peak.

The rain was pattering.

In a dilapidated thatched cottage.

The woman Xu sat beside her daughter, silently wiping her tears.

three years ago.

The daughter was unable to move because of a strange disease.

She took her daughter to search for doctors all over the city, but they were all helpless.

three years down.

Not only was her daughter's illness not cured, but the family's savings were also emptied.

Without any choice.

She could only carry her daughter to this thatched hut, lingering on her last breath.

But she knew it in her heart.

Without the help of doctors, my daughter might not be able to survive for a month.

Looking at her daughter on the bed, Xu's heart ached.

She looked at the statue of the City God enshrined on the table, and kept praying in her heart:

"Master City God..."

"I have done good deeds all my life, and I have never done anything bad, but why does God treat us like this?"

"If you are always alive, please help my daughter..."

"As long as it can make my daughter better, I am willing to pay any price!"

Xu couldn't cry, and kowtowed to the City God in prayer.

In the curling incense.

The statue of the City God suddenly flashed a faint light.

It was as if he had heard Xu's request.

And Xu is wiping tears.

When I was going to prepare a meal for my daughter.

A faint groan suddenly came from behind:

"mother……"

Xu turned her head in disbelief.

I saw my daughter, who had been bedridden for three years, sat up from the bed at this moment, and smiled at herself: "Mom, I'm hungry, and I want to eat your sweet and sour pork."

This coquettish tone.

Just like three years ago.

this moment……

Xu's tears kept falling down her face like broken pearls.

She covered her face and wept bitterly, trying hard to say something, but it was stuck in her throat.

Can only keep nodding.

"Good! Good!"

……

evening.

In a certain village in Nanyuan City.

Looking at the husband on the bed, the wife couldn't help sighing.

Years ago.

Her husband was accidentally injured because he was helping Mr. Li with work.

After a doctor's diagnosis, it was learned that her husband would never wake up again in this life.

You can only be a cripple forever and ever.

Desperate.

She could only pray to Yuanwai Li.

I hope that the other party can give some money to the husband and wife for the sake of the fact that the husband was injured on business, so that the couple can spend the rest of their lives.

But who would have thought that not only did Li Yuanwai not give her money, he even sent someone to beat her up and throw her out.

Up to now, there are still scars on her body, and she is in pain.

While the child is fast asleep.

The wife came to the Lord Chenghuang and knelt down with a plop.

"City God, please show mercy and protect my husband."

"We also have a daughter who is only eight years old!"

"As long as my husband can be cured, I'll do your best for you!"

After a deep bow.

The wife stood up and went to her husband's bed.

Every time after worshiping the Lord of the City, she would go to check her husband's body, hoping that there would be a miracle.

But every time, she would be disappointed.

"It shouldn't be possible this time, right?"

The wife sighed.

I even laughed at myself a little bit.

How could she be so stupid that she would pin her hopes on the gods?

However, just when she was about to leave.

"Chunlian."

On the bed, there was a gentle call suddenly.

The wife's delicate body shook, and there was a thunderous roar in her mind.

She turned around in shock.

Her husband, who had been in a coma for several years, sat up at some point, looking at her tenderly with those eyes.

"I'm sorry, Chunlian, for making you suffer all these years."

Hear this voice.

My wife's heart seemed to be broken.

She couldn't bear it anymore, tears collapsed like a torrent.

He hurried forward, hugged his husband, and burst into tears.