I was a god in the 18th century

Just as Xia Qingdai was playing with mud and paving the road happily, there was a sound of a door opening and closing outside the room, followed by her brother Xia Shanglu's happy shout: "Sister, are you home? Come out, don't hide in the room."

"I'm here!" Xia Qingdai answered loudly, and then said, "Wait, I'll be right out."

After saying that, she took off her work gloves, put the shovel into the basin of cement, and then went to the bathroom to wash her hands. Her brother didn't know what good thing had happened to him. His tone of voice was rising today, and you could tell he was in a very good mood.

"Brother, what good thing happened? You look so happy." Xia Qingdai opened the door and walked out, just in time to see her brother taking out an anti-fouling apron and putting it on.

He smiled when he saw Xia Qingdai: "Look, six hairy crabs, they are said to be from Yangcheng Lake. Tonight we will have three each, let's finish them all. How about I make a crab with scallion oil and another steamed crab? I have bought the scallions, ginger, garlic and vinegar. Oh, in addition to the hairy crabs, there is another hard dish tonight, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. I ordered it from Louwailou Hotel, and they will send it over with the pot in a while."

Xia Qingdai asked in surprise: "What good day is today? You prepared so many delicious foods."

"Well, I, your brother, made a small fortune. It's not much, only ten thousand in total. I transferred five thousand to your card so that you can share your brother's happiness."

Xia Qingdai took out her mobile phone and opened Alipay to see that a fresh transfer had been made to her account half an hour ago.

"Brother, what kind of windfall is this? There is a Silver Alliance in your novel?"

"The old novels are all finished, and the new ones haven't been started yet, so how can there be a leader?" Xia Shanglu waved his hands, looking calm and composed. "Writing novels is a side job, a side job! Brother, I got a reward of 10,000 yuan from the Criminal Police Brigade today. I feel lucky. I was thinking about the team that always complains about lack of funds, but I didn't expect them to be so generous in giving rewards. Hahaha, right? They are really generous."

Xia Qingdai's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she raised her voice and asked, "What? Criminal Police Brigade? A reward of 10,000 yuan? Brother, you have done a great deed again!"

As she said this, she ran forward, circled her brother, looked him up and down, and examined him with her hands. She said happily, "It's not bad, it's all intact. It's not as thrilling as the previous meritorious deeds. What merit did you perform this time?"

Xia Shanglu said calmly, "I just accidentally picked up two fingerprints and solved two serious injury cases with rewards. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

"Wow! Brother, you are so awesome!" Xia Qingdai happily gave her brother a bear hug. "Look at your fingerprints now! It's already a backlog case, it must not have been easy!"

"It's okay. It's not that difficult. Just know how to use Photoshop. I, your brother, have looked up a lot of information when writing novels. You will get the hang of it after reading it a while." Xia Shanglu spread his hands, trying his best to show off.

Xia Qingdai was also very supportive and another round of flattery came over.

Xia Shanglu has been feeling very proud these past two days. He doesn't know what has clicked in his mind, but he suddenly discovered that all the criminal investigation techniques that he had been pursuing and researching in the past and had written about in his criminal investigation novels now became clear to him.

Now he felt terribly strong. Fingerprints, footprints and anthropology were no longer just theoretical knowledge. Not only did his eyes know how to do it, but his brain and hands did, too.

On that day, he was in a good mood and had a rare chance to slack off. He wandered into the office of his criminal police colleague and saw him struggling to read fingerprints. Suddenly, he felt like he could do it, so he tried it a few times and got it right. From then on, he couldn't stop and started to work on any unsolved case with fingerprint clues.

All the incomplete and deformed fingerprints were transformed into obedient little girls by his Photoshop operations, allowing him to dress them up and manipulate them easily.

The old director of their station was shocked and praised him a lot. He wanted to transfer him from the police officer who was in charge of trivial disputes to the criminal police department. When Xia Shanglu went to the station now, he was specially approved not to work part-time to apply for temporary residence permits, household registration books, ID cards, etc., and he didn't have to go out to mediate trivial matters for his relatives. He just sat in front of the newest and most expensive computer in the station and reviewed the backlog of cases.

He simply took over all the trace inspection work and strode towards the almighty detective!

The sense of accomplishment that comes from solving a case and sending someone to jail is better than the reward from readers when he writes a novel. After all, the former is his life goal, while the latter is just a poem and a distant place for him to relax occasionally.

Xia Qingdai was naturally very proud of Xia Shanglu's winning the prize for solving the case. Although she had now achieved financial freedom by selling Irving and Mozart's songs, her brother's bonus was even more attractive!

Because this is the most reliable way to make money!

The thought that this money represents that someone has gone to where he should go is as refreshing as drinking a bottle of ice soda in the dog days of summer.

Skynet is restored, careless but not leaking!
The brother and sister drank soda while eating big crabs and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall with plenty of ingredients. They ate and drank for nearly two hours before they dispersed. They had a great time.

The last time the brother and sister had such a happy family dinner was when Xia Qingdai checked her college entrance examination results.

After Xia Qingdai had eaten and drunk her fill and put all the dishes into the dishwasher, she returned to her room. She suddenly clapped her hands and said with sudden realization, "So this is where my brother's power of faith comes into play!"

She said that the new power of faith on the new map would not be wasted after being stuffed into her brother's mouth, as it would be of no use.

It's a pity that after that she only got a beam of faith power that could change the fate of others. She named it the original power - just like the concept that colostrum is the most nutritious, the original power of faith is also the most powerful.

She carefully stored this primordial force in her dantian for emergency use.

It was hard to predict when she would get it again in the future. Maybe she would have to wait until she crossed the ocean again to change the map and happened to meet someone or something closely related to her, like Owen and the stone statue.

Just as Xia Qingdai was daydreaming and covering the last piece of mud in the village with blue bricks, new changes occurred in the glass jar.

I saw that the map of the mountain village was shrinking a little, and at the same time a new module appeared in the corner.

It was a particularly run-down hut, built of mud and rocks, with thatched roof. In the front yard of the thatched hut, a naked child was squatting on the ground playing with ants, and a faint green smoke was floating out of the door of the thatched hut.

Xia Qingdai took out a magnifying glass and shone it at the door of the thatched hut in mid-air. She could vaguely see a woman in linen clothes and straw sandals kneeling on the ground, muttering to herself, holding three incense sticks in her hands.

Is this a worship of me? !

Otherwise it is hard to explain why the power of faith floats up. (End of this chapter)