Konoha's Inheritance Master

Chapter 430 The Buddha bestowed the punishment of blasphemy
Most of Uchiha Tonan's words were misunderstood by Xiaojiao, but he could still understand the meaning of rejection in the words.

As a mortal, I was instinctively in awe of this extraordinary god in front of me, but I didn't dare to continue praying.

"I still have something to do, so I won't keep you. It's fate to give you this Buddha statue."

Uchiha Tunan softly groaned, turned around and raised his feet to step on the water, slowly disappearing into the mist.

After Uchiha Tunan completely disappeared from the field of vision, Kokaku's dim gaze moved to the Buddha statue in front of him.

But seeing this Buddha statue sitting cross-legged on the nine-petal lotus-shaped Xumizuo, the surface is like the sun at noon, golden and shining, it is really beautiful.

Involuntarily stretched out his hand to hold the Buddha statue in his hand, and slowly turned it to look at it.

But it was discovered that the two sides of the Buddha statue coexisted.

The Buddha's compassionate appearance on the front seems to be able to touch the heart vaguely.

On the back is a Yaksha with a blue face and long fangs. It is completely black, and it looks hideous and terrifying.

The two sat back to back like this, the gold and the black were distinct, but they fit together perfectly, forming a seamless one.

Is this also a god?

No, it should be two.

Xiaojiao thought so in his heart, but he also saw that it was a dead thing, and he didn't foolishly pray to the Buddha statue.

Instead, he held the Buddha statue in his hand and hurried down the mountain in silence.

Although this trip did not say that the mountain god rescued Xiaoyu, the mountain god himself said that he does not need living sacrifices.

As long as you tell your father about it, you will have the god statue sent by the mountain god as proof.

I believe that my father would not dare to violate it.

Time passed little by little.

Soon, it was sunrise time.

Like a dazzling shrine, the sun at last revealed its face on the contours of the mountains.

By the river not far from the village, the villagers of the whole village have been gathered, kneeling and sitting on the ground in rows.

In front of them was an altar built with dry wood that had been drying for a long time.

A pillar stands on the altar.

The little fish was tied to the post by the hemp rope.

In addition to small fish, there are various unnamed fruits and dried meat on the altar.

The gap supported by the wooden stakes under the altar has already been filled with flammable hay.

Dajiao by the river stood in front of the altar with a solemn expression, looked down at the villagers kneeling on the ground, and said loudly:
"From now on, our village will enshrine the great mountain god.

Sacrificial ceremonies are required every year.

In this way, the mountain god will protect us from the attacks of monsters. "

After finishing speaking, Dajiao by the river turned around and knelt down, raising his hands high.

Then bow down to the altar.

Perhaps because the scene they saw last night was too shocking, these villagers did not have any doubts about Dajiao's words by the river.

All of them showed a pious look.

Spontaneously following the movement of the big horn by the river, he raised his hands and bowed down towards the altar.

"Ding, get the approval of the pine nuts by the river."

"Ding, get the approval of the river dolphin."

"Ding, get the approval of Kazuki by the river."

"Ding, get the approval of the residence by the river."

On the top of the mountain, Uchiha Tonan, who was concentrating on absorbing the power of nature, raised and retracted his brows without a trace.

They did not take these primitive identities with almost zero value into their hearts at all.

After all, what they have is nothing more than brute force that even wild animals can't match.

Just as the villagers collectively went to the altar to worship, Xiaojiao ran all the way and rushed to the back of the crowd.

"hu~hu~"

The heavy panting caught the attention of the villagers, and everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw Xiaojiao was panting and bent over, holding a strange but exquisite looking object tightly in his hand.

The so-called knowing son is like a father, Dajiao by the river knew that Xiaojiao must have come here to save Xiaoyu.

Immediately got up, leaped across the crowd, and came to Xiaojiao.

His eyes swept over the statue in Xiaojiao's hand, and then looked directly into Xiaojiao's eyes as usual.

Xiaojiao looked up at his father, holding the statue harder and harder.

From Xiaojiao's eyes, Dajiao by the river seemed to see a little bit of stubbornness.

This made Dajiao by the river feel helpless, but at the same time a little annoyed.

The two father and son just looked at each other wordlessly.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Not to mention primitive villages where civilization was in the period of ignorance.

At this moment, a villager who was as strong as Dajiao by the river stood up and walked to Dajiao by the river.

He stared straight at the statue in Xiaojiao's hand, then turned his head to glance at the direction Xiaojiao came from, and then locked his eyes on the statue again.

With an honest look, he grinned and said softly, "I'll take a look where I picked it up."

While speaking, he unceremoniously stretched out his futon-sized palm and grabbed at the statue.

However, just as the strong man stretched out his hand, the big horn by the river grabbed his wrist.

The strong man secretly tried to break free, but it was obvious that the big horn by the river was more powerful, making him unable to move.

The brawny man blushed slightly from holding back, and looked sideways at Dajiao by the river, with a slight dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Dajiao by the river looked at his son expressionlessly and said, "I don't need you here, go back and rest."

Xiao Jiao, who wanted to save Xiao Yu, didn't notice that the two were wrestling in secret. He slowly raised the statue in his hand, and said in a deep voice towards Da Jiao by the river:
"Father, I just...uh."

However, Xiaojiao just finished speaking halfway, and suddenly found that the whole world became strangely quiet.

In the field of vision, the scene in front of him quickly distorted, and the light dimmed accordingly.

Soon, the world in front of Xiaojiao's eyes was pitch black.

Only the two vortexes formed by the distorted scene still exude colorful light.

Gradually, the two groups of colorful light sources gradually turned red.

Just like two drops of blood, suspended above.
Seeing such a strange scene for the first time in his life, Xiaojiao opened his mouth in horror, subconsciously backed away, and sat staggeringly on the ground.

After a long time, there was no change in the two blood-like objects.

Only then did Xiao Jiao swallow her saliva and looked around in a panic.

nothing
The whole world seems to disappear.

There are no people, things, sounds, colors.
Xiao Jiao, who was filled with fear in his heart, could only hold his head in his hands, and tightly closed his eyes, not daring to face the weird scene above.

But for some reason, there seemed to be a voice in his body that kept urging him to raise his head.
And as time passed, the urge to raise his head became stronger and stronger, already suppressing Xiaojiao's instinctive fear.

"click, click, click"

Finally, the little horn, like a mechanical puppet, raised its head section by section.

Suddenly, Xiaojiao's eyes widened, as if they were about to crack.

A pair of scarlet eyes with strange black lines are reflected in the pupils.

Indifferent, ruthless.
Perhaps it was an illusion, Xiaojiao only felt that his body was gradually becoming colder, as if the blood was cooling and solidifying, and his body became even more rigid, unable to move even if he wanted to.

I don't know how long it took before the eyes in front of Xiaojiao slowly dissipated.

At the same time, a strange and unforgettable voice came from his ears.

"Shh~"

This is the voice of the mountain god.
As soon as I thought of this in my heart, the next moment, Xiaojiao felt a whirlwind.

In a blink of an eye, I found that I was still behind the villagers, and my father and the strong villager were still standing in front of me.

It seemed that everything just now was just an illusion.

(End of this chapter)