In many legendary stories, when a powerful hero encounters something unexpected, he usually uses a hidden way to observe people's conditions and solve problems.

They tend to choose a very non-presence map and have some wonderful intersections with a group of NPCs that are also non-presence.

We generally care about this kind of behavior, called playing pigs and eating tigers, and this kind of map providing places is called small town OR small town.

Of course, Gu Yan is not playing as a pig and eating a tiger. He is just a sympathy between the strong players. It will produce a lot of subtle feelings, and it is difficult to hide his true body. That's why he went north with the second elementary **** and checked the temples of the dead mothers everywhere.

Yun Yazi has given a judgment that the woman must be an heir of the folk law school. As for Luo, Bailian, or Feitian noodles, it is not yet determined, but Luo is more likely.

Luo Xuepu is undoubtedly the most conspicuous person because there are few outstanding talents in the side door.

Before Gu Yi set out, he requested detailed information through the Taoist Association.

About thirty years ago, there were still more than 20 temples of Xia Guo's dying mother, but later, a group of cults who liked to press on the banknotes and spread the teachings privately in the name of dying mothers were public security. Carry a nest.

So it was reduced from more than 20 to more than 10, and it was distributed in the remote areas of Jin, Shandong, Hebei, and Henan, of which Hebei accounted for half.

Tancheng, Xiaoshe Town.

Three kilometers east of the town, there is a bulging hill bag called Moganpo. The mountain is reddish-brown, with a hard and delicate texture. It is a good material for grinding stones. Local people often use it to sharpen knives, sickle and axe.

After the environment changes, the millstone has also become a spiritual mine, which can improve the sharpness of the magic weapon. However, the grade is not high and the utility is limited, so it is controlled by a small martial arts local.

Xiaoshe Town used to be a mining area, where coal was produced and the economy was once brilliant. However, with the exhaustion of mining, it is declining rapidly like the old industrial base outside Guanhai.

Later, there was a beast tide, and the whole town was evacuated. After that, it was not rebuilt much. Thanks to those spiritual mines, it was only a few thousand people.

The winter morning is extremely cold, the sun is wrapped in the clouds, and a half-dead light is shining.

With a flat face and a body in the state of the day after tomorrow, Gu Yan slowly walked on the hillside. He had previously investigated five old mother temples and found nothing. This is the sixth.

The mountain package is very short, and you can clearly see colorful flags and prayer flags on the top of the mountain, red tiles and yellow tiles, temple halls, and steps at the doorway.

Gu Yan stepped into the gate and saw four King Kongs standing on the left and right sides, glaring at each other, each holding a weapon. The first hall is Yan Wang and Guanyin, the second hall is Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, the third hall is San Qing, and finally the old mother hall.

The upper four rooms and the lower five rooms are three feet tall.

The first floor is dedicated to the lifeless mother, wearing a yellow cape, holding a figure of Taiji Yin and Yang gossip, kind and kind, like an old lady in ancient times. On the second floor is the Emperor's Virgin, dignified and beautiful, and motherly.

Fuck it!

Gu Yan was too lazy to finish reading, hurried around, and left immediately. He did not believe that Luo Xuepu would settle down here for the sake of Mao's intention to place the King of Yan and Guanyin on the upper and lower floors.

If the Snow Buddha was here, he would have demolished the temple with his bare hands.

He walked along the original road. The incense in the temple was not flourishing, and it was very dilapidated. Even the Taoist priests were not stationed. Only a few family members sat at the door of the bedroom, chatting while boiling water and cooking.

"Your daughter-in-law is approaching the due date. When will it be born?"

"It's been only a few days, and I have to go to the hospital to stay blind and ask for a peace sign. Is this a living person? How much is Zhang Fu, now this child is pretentious."

"Yo, do you think it was expensive and bought Zhang Shengzi?"

"That's different. She's given birth to a girl. This child must give me a grandson!"

"Ah, I heard that the church in town is very spiritual. Many people have joined the church. Would you like to try?"

"I have a fairy who doesn't believe in God and is full?"

church?

The old Gu moved in his heart, thoughtfully went out of the temple, stood on the hillside for a moment, and rushed to Xiaoshe Town.

…………

Winter streets are cold and dry.

Near the Spring Festival, there is still a depression on the market. In fact, there are some people, but there are many, but there is no atmosphere. Tired faces, stop-and-go, machinery embarrassed, picking various New Year's goods just like completing the task.

New Year, the hometown of the deceased is called the atmosphere.

Most of them are not natives, their families are broken, their wives are scattered, there is no acquaintance, and no homeland.

In the 28th year of the immortal calendar, the layout of the Xia Kingdom urban agglomeration has been completed and life has been restored to stability, but the series of sequelaes brought by it will not be eradicated in a short time.

Lack of money, lack of virtue, lack of daughter-in-law, lack of practice ... everything has the most obvious one is the lack of belonging.

Except for the population of native big cities, almost all leave their homes and go north to south. It ’s okay to migrate with the provinces, at least in a similar region. The migration across provinces is bad, and there is always a sense of wandering.

Xiaoshe Town is like a miniature, full of sadness and helplessness.

Gu Yan strolled down the street and noticed the atmosphere, but couldn't feel it.

He wore a young man's skin, wobbled around and looked around, and bought himself a hundred-dollar woolen hat, and buckled his head. Alas, I'm the most beautiful boy on the street!

After walking around for a long time, she walked about half a town, only to find the world very strong. There is no way, the small place has nothing to do with the practice. Occasionally I see a few chickens wearing martial arts clothes crossing the market, and then the day after tomorrow, the repair will be aggressive, showing that the level is backward.

While walking, he suddenly saw a low illegal building beside the road with three big characters on it.

He patted his belly, which happened to be a little hungry.

A thick cotton curtain was picked up, and a blast of heat rushed towards him. There were four tables inside, a stove was standing in the middle, and the fire was flourishing, warming the cabin warmly.

"Big bowl of oil splashing noodles!"

"okay!"

The room was already full of three tables, and Gu Min was sitting against the wall, watching the smoky and broken house and the noise of noises beside him, which was really nostalgic.

But then shook his head again, why should I not eat meat?

After waiting for ten minutes, a bowl of steaming oily noodles served on the table, and the ingredients such as chopped green onion, pepper powder, salt, hot pepper, etc. were covered with a thick layer, and then poured with a large spoon of hot vegetable oil, and the hot oil was boiling. Zi La Zi La rang, red bowl full of light.

Gu Yi saw the bowl of red, he knew the craftsmanship, picked a chopstick and couldn't help nodding, it was delicious and flavorful.

He was appreciating, and an old man at the side table sighed. "It's still not right."

"What's wrong, I think it's delicious!"

A young man holding a bowl and grunting the stick incense, "I heard that the boss is an authentic Qinchuan man, don't look at this shop, it is famous from afar, isn't it smelling in your mouth?"

The old man put down his chopsticks and said slowly: "This side needs to be rolled wide, and the chili requires two wattles, bell pepper, and Qin pepper mixed with flour, and this vinegar is the most important. Be sure to use Qishan vinegar from Baoji. You will almost come Don't come that smell! "

"You always quarrel about oily noodles. This is the most authentic. Now Qishan vinegar is gone. Where can you find me?"

The young man disagreed, and shouted, "I think it's good. The flour is much stronger now than before," said Jin Jin. Besides, just a bowl of noodles, just delicious ... "

boom!

The old man slammed the table, startled the crowd, and yelled at Grandson: "Are you a little bunny trying to anger me? Do you remember that you are a Qinchuan person? When I die, you even connect yourself Why don't you forget your hometown! "

"..."

Young people are very aggressive and really do n’t understand.

He did not have a qualification for practice, he was admitted to the university of Beijing, he has already completed a semester, and he also made a handsome boyfriend. The professional employment situation is very good, life is stable, usually part-time jobs, and there is no pressure on the economy.

The immortal calendar was 28 years old, but he was only 19 years old.

"Woohoo ...

The old man's spirit was not very stable, and he began to cry with cursing and cursing. A series of Qinchuan dialects with strong local accents were blurted out.

Gu Yanjing listened quietly, then put down the chopsticks halfway and got up and called: "Boss, how much is it?"

"..."

"Boss, checkout!"

"..."

He shouted several times before he heard a sound from the back kitchen with a white cloth curtain. The same Qinchuan rural sound, the same vagueness.

Gu Yan sighed, took out a banknote that was enough to pay, put it on the case, and asked the other table: "Do you know a church in town?"

"Oh, in that Baijia compound, go south, opposite the street office," the man enthusiastically pointed out.

He thanked him to go out and walked south for ten minutes, and saw an exaggerated group of buildings standing beside the road.

The Bai Family Courtyard was built at the end of the Qing Dynasty. The first generation of the family was named Bai Laosian. He had a good family and a land of 6,000 acres, and built this large manor. It is divided into east and west ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ There are 26 large and small courtyards and more than 500 houses.

However, future generations began to ruin their fortunes, smoked out the bottom of their homes, and began to sell land from 6,000 acres to 60 acres before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

After the founding of the country, it was even more weird, and suddenly it became a poor peasant without food, money, and land.

At the entrance of Gu Yan, his thoughts were roughly swept away. Most of the houses were vacant, and the local government had no money to maintain them, leaving them deserted.

The design of the compound is very sophisticated. The east and west are distributed in Taiji. The main compound is in the anode position, and the whole is like a fully enclosed castle, with an arrow tower and shooting holes.

As for that church, it's in the main courtyard.

Gu Yan measured his own level. He was a man in his early seventies, ugly, thin, and weak. The day after tomorrow was enough ...

The goods lifted up and went in, turned left through the gate, and entered the second gate of the compound, which was the Fangsiheyuan. There are seven main rooms and four east-west box rooms. The main door is open and built on a high platform.

Several people were washing and preparing food in the courtyard. When they saw him, they asked, "Are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay, come in and see, does this let in?"

"Let's come in, come in!"

The other side was very enthusiastic. The oldest woman put down her vegetables and greeted her. "Just look, this is a church, a free place."

"Now let's, uh, drive the church?"

"The government has not banned it explicitly, that is to allow puppets."

"..."

Gu Yan looked at her. She was dressed normally, her skin was dark, her hair was a little messy, and she had a normal temperament in the urban-rural junction.

His soul is also an afterthought, he can't see much detail, but intuitively tells himself that this woman has a very strange and special breath, which has never been seen before.

(Unconsciously September ...)

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