Chapter 3: Great accomplishments are not hindered by trivialities.

  Thank you for the rewards from Xingyu Bixu, Chu Huan and Xiaomo book friends...

  The three of them entered the carriage together, and from start to finish, they were clearly seen by Daojin. As soon as he saw them, his heart was startled, and he didn't know how Liu Yi, this obscure little god, had gotten entangled with such a noble person. However, he knew that this was the only opportunity for self-rescue now.

  "I am a Taoist priest from Huiling County, but I was deceived by the villain's flattery. The land god is angry with me, please, Mr. Yu, save me!"

  Yu Shu was taken aback by this and didn't know how to handle the situation.

  On the contrary, Pan Yu and Fan Zhen were watching this scene with great interest.

  But at this moment, the courtyard outside was in an uproar. The whole village was making a loud noise. Yu Shu was startled and went out to take a look, only to see that every household was taking up arms and rushing out.

  Just as they were shocked, someone said: "Ah Shu, Zhao Wu came to inform us. The Luan family brought people and wants to take over our rice fields!"

  Yu Shu was shocked, what happened? Which Yan family?

  Just then, someone shouted loudly: "I am the shaman of the Land God, and naturally I know that the spirit of the land is still here. The Luan family came with a menacing attitude, wanting to seize the position of the Land God! You all know how the god treats you!"

  Everyone shouted in unison: "We won't agree! Absolutely will not agree!"

  Zhao Cheng shouted again: "Moreover, our rice fields yield a thousand catties per mu, who wouldn't be envious? I'm sure this Yan family is here to scheme against us and take over our land!"

  Having said that, the crowd was originally just excited, but now it has become thoroughly murderous. Each of them held their weapons and stood up, shouting wildly: "If the Yan family dares to come, we will kill them all!"

  Fan Zhen listened and smiled at Pan Yu, saying: "This Wu Zhu is actually a talented person!"

  Delighted in her heart, she was originally thinking about what means to use to help the Land God. At this moment, seeing such a scene, it reminded Fan Zhen, and she had an idea in her mind.

  The forbidden master saw that no one was paying attention to his own family, and without regard for anything, he shouted out, saying: "The sinner is willing to make amends, help drive away those who take advantage of the fire to loot!"

  "Who?" Fan Zhen and Pan Yu exchanged a glance.

  "That county's Daoist master shouted: 'These villagers, although having the blood of heroes, are not very familiar with killing. The guilty one is also a county Daoist master, willing to use this skill to exchange for an opportunity to redeem oneself!'"

  The Grand Master of Taoist Arts must have an extremely high level, whether it's martial arts or Taoist magic. The imperial court's 200-stone officials aren't just anyone can become either.

  "So be it," said Fan Zhen faintly. "Go ahead and take action then. As long as you can achieve merit, I will definitely plead for you in front of the Land God in the future."

  "Yes!" Tao Jin thought to himself, the Land God has indeed not fallen. He stood up and said proudly: "I will definitely assist the villagers in defeating those Stackhouse rodents!"

  Pan Yu secretly pulled Fan Zhen's sleeve and said, "You, how can you randomly agree to such things? How do you know the Land God will bypass this person?"

  Fan Zhen burst out laughing and didn't say much more. But in her heart, she thought: I, Fan, won't misjudge people, will I?

  Liu Yi watched everything through the Ling Xiao treasure mirror and nodded continuously as he saw this scene.

  Those who achieve great things are not bound by trivial matters. Even Gaozu Liu Bang first enfeoffed the guy who made him wear a green hat as a marquis.

  Although it's said that one shouldn't go to such extremes, there's no need to dwell on past grievances either. As long as this guy can help me get through this ordeal, that's all that matters.

  After all...

  I am just a ghost, and those under me are just evil spirits. Under the bright sky, I really have no way to deal with the Yan family.

  Although it can be said that there is still a way to drive away the evil spirit of Ping. However, it would only lead to more trouble and prolonged suffering, especially in the current chaotic situation. It's better to resolve it cleanly and efficiently!

  Before long, a large team of people came again with drums and drums. There were also four or five horse-drawn carriages, followed by one or two hundred swordsmen carrying weapons, marching towards the village at the foot of Fenglai Mountain.

  The first carriage, however, had no one on board. It only enshrined a statue of the god, covered with a canopy, and vaguely visible was the appearance of the former Shenshen Ping. Needless to say, this was naturally the Luans' team. Their intention was also self-evident.

  That group of people and horses, each with an air of pride, sat in the second horse-drawn carriage, Xuan Ming saw the crops in the fields on both sides of the road, and a greedy look appeared in his eyes.

  Facing his grandson Sun Zhen who was driving, he said: "A thousand kilograms per mu, it seems that it is really possible! Now everything will be ours..."

  His eyes grew hotter and he was that unfortunate man who was forced to commit suicide, Luan Zhen's father, the great elder of the Luan family.

  "It's a pity that the land was destroyed by Yu Jun, otherwise I would have avenged this hatred sooner or later!"

  Also seeing the lush seedlings on the ground, he was also burning with anxiety: "Great Father, can we occupy the position of the god of society like this?"

  "What's the fear? Cheng Huang God supports it..." Wan Ming disagreed, coldly saying: "Besides, Wan Ping was originally here as a temple god. Now that the land has fallen, isn't it only natural for this place to return to Wan Ping's hands..."

  "Whoosh......" Before the words were even finished, a loud whirring sound was heard, and a sharp arrow was stuck in the road. Instantly, it triggered a burst of curses from the Yan family's troops.

  Then, I saw vague figures emerging from the mulberry forest by the road, each with a bow and arrow at the ready. Behind them, even more robust men gathered from afar, all carrying weapons.

  Ruan Ming's face suddenly turned iron-green, he stood up tall and shouted: "Who are you people? What makes you dare to block our way? Don't you know we are from the Ruan family?"

  The Yan family is a large clan in Huiling County, with generations of officials serving as officials. The family has dozens of door guests and can mobilize hundreds of young men. With the power of this family, there is such influence.

  However, looking at the opposite side, it seems that at least 400 or 500 people have been mobilized. Seeing from afar, it appears that more people are gathering. Even those half-grown children and robust women have all been mobilized. My heart can't help but sink slightly.

  "I don't care what kind of nonsense family you are, if you know what's good for you, then honestly retreat!" Zhao Cheng stood up straight and coldly shouted: "You can also take your Dogshit God away. In Fenglai Mountain, we only worship the Land God."

  "Good riddance, get out of here!"

  "The useless thing from the Wan family's shrine actually has the nerve to come back..."

  "I'm afraid this family has taken a liking to our thousand jin of rice paddies and wants to take advantage of the opportunity to seize them by force?"

  This remark hit the nail on the head of Yuan Ming's mind, and he had originally intended to send Yuan Ping back again with this thought in mind.

  Originally thought, Feng Lai Mountain is all a group of country bumpkins who have never seen the world. They won't see through these things.