"They are all Yin Gods who are immortal and tireless. They are not tired, so working 24 hours a day is no problem. After all, they have to be on duty at all times to serve the people of Daxia."
Zhang Mingtu felt that the problem in this regard was not a big deal, so he looked at the book in front of him with a flash of his eyes.
The words on the book turned into characters one by one and sank into the Chixiao sword on his back, then flew into the underworld, forming real books and words.
Wang Shanchang was a thin old man who always looked sad. When he saw the circles of ancient books floating in front of him, the sadness on his face became more intense.
Zhang Mingtu's voice was as if echoing from the heavens, majestic and powerful: "As the saying goes, one never stops learning. As a superhuman and immortal hero, of course there must be a difference between me and ordinary people. The difference lies in the mastery of knowledge and culture.
"As a Yin God of the underworld, I cannot be illiterate. I must study all kinds of knowledge and work hard to build a peaceful and stable underworld."
"Little God understands!"
Wang Shanchang's face was full of sorrow, but he straightened his expression at this moment.
When Zhang Mingtu's gaze disappeared, Wang Shanchang looked at the three people sitting in front of him with dazed eyes, and couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh.
He manipulated the dark mist around him somewhat awkwardly, forming a blackboard-like poster. Then, with a point of his finger, the words and pictures on the book in front of him jumped onto the blackboard, becoming larger and clearer.
"This is rice, one of the foods people eat every day. What we need to pay attention to during the rice planting and growth process is to control the amount of water and the growth rate of the rice. When it blooms and bears fruit, don't drive away insects crawling above it. At other times, if insects come, drive them away..."
"There are several common harmful insects. Remember this diagram and its appearance."
"This part is the process of peanut growth, and it also requires attention..."
"As the Yin Gods of the Underworld, our job is to patrol day and night and record any unjust, false, or wrongful convictions."
"Do you understand?"
"clear!"
The three Yin Gods responded blankly.
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