Fuk Tak Ching (The God of Fortune)

, and every day when the hatch was opened, fresh air would flow in, allowing him to stay with his grandmother at night.I looked into this pitch-black tomb, my phone's cold light illuminating the path...I never thought the first land god I'd meet would be so... impoverished.

The Land God is called the Fuk Tak Ching, because in Chinese belief, the concept of "earth" is very important. Keeping the land safe is almost like a cultural idea ingrained in our genes.

From the vast national borders to news reports constantly broadcasting "since ancient times," there's a very polite way of behaving like a bully and encroaching on land.

Even small peasant households, usually peaceful and harmonious, can turn violent if their homestead is encroached upon.

Therefore, the concept of "where there is land, there is wealth" is deeply ingrained in people's hearts. As a result, the Land God has become a deity associated with warding off evil, granting blessings, ensuring abundant harvests, and bringing peace to households. He is arguably the most widely worshipped and frequently venerated deity in folk traditions.

But the person before me... Don't even talk about blessings or making money, to say he's poorly dressed is being generous.

It is said that temple fairs originated from sacrificial performances to the land deity. Even if this place is deserted, you can still go to nearby temple fairs to incense and fortune. How could life be so miserable

"Young Master Mu, you're here again," the Land God asked softly.

My brother was stunned: "Do you remember me"

The Land God nodded and said, “Of all the people who come here, you lot are the only ones who straddle both Yin and Yang as a family… I remember, you last time even burnt incense for me.”

My brother took out a soft Chinese pancake and said, "I didn't bring incense candles today, so come on, make do with this."

As he spoke, he lit three cigarettes and stood them up in front of the statue of the Earth God, also straightening and placing it carefully.

"This must be the Little Empress, right…" The Land God saw the incense and was very happy. He turned to me and greeted me.

I inclined my head slightly to him, and he bowed deeply in return.

Wow, these elderly people's etiquette is really standard. They truly live up to the word "etiquette". I'm so casual, and I feel a little embarrassed.

"Are you not rich enough to bribe your way into a better position Why are you still stuck here on this land It's all dead ground." My brother pouted and lit a cigarette.

But he didn't dare to light it. Every time he tried, I would glare at him, and he could only hold it in his mouth for a taste.

The Land God let out a few dry chuckles. “Blood pools can turn into lotuses, and even deathly grounds can bloom again with springtime. Everything has its own destiny…”

As the elder spoke these words, he gave me a broad and kind smile.

I think he was trying to convey some kind of message to me. Regardless of whether I understood it or not, thanking him first wouldn't hurt: "Thank you."

He smiled and turned to chat with my brother.

I didn't quite understand the difference between various deities before, but gradually I'm coming to realize that most gods have specific duties. They can be compassionate or wrathful, possess immeasurable power, or even be responsible for protecting tiny areas.

While Xian is more carefree and unrestrained, whether it's a Great Luo Golden Immortal or a wandering immortal, they seem to be beyond worldly affairs. There are also ghosts and corpse immortals... the mysteries of heaven and earth are profound and even more profound. It's truly "incomprehensible."

"Things haven't been good lately, not good at all. The barrier against evil spirits is almost non-existent. Lord Emperor comes over every day to check on it. Back then, the barrier wasn't just powered by Taoist magic; that great monk also contributed his power. But Buddhism has declined, and his successor hasn't been found yet. So these years, it's been maintained by Taoist magic, but it's becoming increasingly ineffective." The Land God shook his head and sighed.

“Seeing all of you mortals rushing forward and backward, I feel pity for you. However, humans and ghosts are two sides of the same coin, and the power of the underworld is yin. It can only rely on you... Now that the young lady has arrived, she will surely be able to achieve great merit with her great compassion...”

Great compassion brings about great merit

I silently turned my head, sacrificing my child to achieve merit As an ordinary person, how could I possibly have such a high level of spiritual awareness

Even if I convince myself a thousand times: If the formation collapses, not only is the child in danger, but my loved ones are also in danger. The whole nest will be destroyed if the sparrow’s nest falls. I understand all that.

But when it comes to it, I still don't want to, I can't bear to.

I don't practice Shinto or Taoism, and I don't care about merits.

I'm just an ordinary person, at most I pay attention to not creating karma for myself. All I want is a peaceful and harmonious life with my family.

"Little Empress, yin and yang are but two sides of the same coin. They're far less frightening than you think, so don't be afraid to move forward... The Emperor has boundless divine power; he will certainly protect you." The old man comforted me.

"Really" But I wasn't worried about myself, I was worried about the two children.

I only hope that while his boundless divine powers benefit all beings, he will also consider his own flesh and blood.

The ashes of the paper money on the ground moved slightly, and the Land God bowed deeply beside me: "Your Majesty has arrived, this old man will step aside..."

Having said that, the old man's figure vanished.

And Jiang Qiyun appeared beside me, his expression didn't seem so stern, I wonder if something good has happened

"Mu Yunliang was caught" I asked.

"Well, there's one more person." He reached out and pulled me towards the car.

"Who's more"

"A little monk."

I was slightly taken aback. Just now, the land said that a great monk had helped set up the seal on the demonic formation back then. Could this young monk be his disciple

"Jiang Qiyundotted his head, let out a soft sigh and said: “Let’s go to Huangdao Village, do you remember the way”

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"Nonsense, even if I forgot, the black aura in front of us darkened the whole sky. How would I know which way to go" My brother started the car and drove into the mountains.

It was all mountain roads, bumpy and uneven, and I got car sick very quickly.

"Xiao Qiao, should we stop so you can throw up" My brother was already driving very carefully.

"No... I just want to get to the destination as soon as possible..." I replied with difficulty, covering my mouth.

Jiang Qiyun reached out and lifted me onto his lap, his voice low and soothing. “Lean on me,” he said.

Well, feeling his cold breath did indeed suppress the churning in my five viscera and six bowels.

After shaking like that for two hours, my brother's legs were trembling when he got out of the car.

I was carried down. Jiang Qiyun didn't care if the people here saw me floating in the air.

Here is a hillock with a commanding view. At the foot of the slope stands a thatched pavilion, and behind it a wooden house, seemingly aged, likely erected by families who came here to quell evil spirits.

Many military tents lined the sides of the estate. Some mages stood there whispering to each other.

"Let me down..." They looked at me as I floated, they probably understood what was going on. Each of them stared at me with a calm gaze.

Jiang Qiyun put me down and said, "Stay here for a while. I'm going to check on Xunwei's situation. When I get back, I'll take you to see something."

"Good." I nodded, standing beside my brother.

Is this near Huangdao Village

Why is the black qi so close in the sky, but completely invisible here

My brother whispered to me, "Xiao Qiao, you can see the village from over by the pavilion. Come take a look."

I nodded and, with my brother, walked into the thatched hut on the hillside.rly has a fondness for that term and seems to want me to use it constantly.Jiang Qiyun's school of thought is located downstream from the Witch King City on Mount Wu.As twilight deepened and the autum...