Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 94

Amidst the farewell sound of reeds blowing and beating, the wedding team finally stopped beside a rather remote mountain road.

Compared with Jiuyao Cave, this cave is much smaller.

It looks more like a mountain crack.

The entrance can accommodate more than ten people to shelter from the rain, and if you walk a few more steps, there is only a gap in the mountain that is hard to get into.

At this point in the procession, Guan Chun respectfully invited the bride into the cave after some sacrifices.

"Wei Li, just stay here overnight and serve the cave god well. If there is no accident, we will welcome you home tomorrow."

Before leaving, Guan Chun cautioned again.

"Well, Weili knows."

"Okay! Let's go then."

Guan Chun pays homage to Wei Li, and then returns with a large wedding party.

The mountains are lonely.

As the crowds dispersed, the mountains quickly quieted down, and the sounds of frogs and cicadas made the mountains extraordinarily quiet.

Rao Weili, who grew up in the mountains since he was a child, looked at the vibrant but desolate and silent mountains in front of him, still clung to the cave with some fear, shrinking his body.

Looking up at the sky, the sun is shining brightly.

This afternoon, I don't know how long it will take to get through.

When the sun was setting to the west, the hunger in her stomach made her hesitate for a while, then she got up, picked up a mountain fruit from the tribute of the incense altar, and gnawed it.

While gnawing and gnawing, her movements froze suddenly, but she vaguely heard a weird singing sound coming from the end of the mountain path.

"...Wandering in the End of the World, dreaming of yellow beams, ghosts and ghosts, absurd, talking and laughing, half-hearted..."

The grotesque song was getting closer and closer, Wei Li looked up, and saw a Taoist priest in green at the end of the mountain road, walking leisurely with a sword in his hand.

When Wei Fu saw him, he also saw Wei Fu.

The grotesque singing stopped abruptly!

"Poverty Mingchen, I have seen the girl, dare to ask why the girl is dressed here?"

The young Taoist approached, clasping his sword in both hands.

Wei Li's face was taken aback by that straight and round Central Plains accent.

"The Taoist priest is from the Central Plains?"

"That's right, the girl is dressed in Miao people's clothes, how can she understand the Central Plains accent?"

Mo Chuan was surprised. It wasn't until then that he suddenly realized that when Wei Li prayed, and even his parents' accents were all in the Central Plains language.

"My father is from the Central Plains, and my mother is from the Miao people."

There was a trace of curiosity in Wei Li's eyes.

"So that's how it is! There are three great joys in life, meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land, and being lucky to meet!"

Mo Chuan bowed his hands again to salute, and when his eyes swept across the cave, there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

——In this cave, he couldn't detect the slightest bit of evil spirit, it looked like an ordinary cave.

At this time, facing Mo Chuan's politeness, Weili felt a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to return the greeting, so he pursed his lips and smiled.

"By the way, the poor road passes through a treasure land, can you use the treasure land to make a fire and cook?"

Mo Chuan changed the topic, talking nonsense.

"The Cave of the Cave God was originally a place for the Miao people to shelter from the wind and rain. The Taoist priest only needs to tell the Cave God, and the fire will be built and cooked naturally."

Wei Li nodded and said, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

In the barren mountains and wild mountains, it would be great to have someone to chat with.

"Thank you very much! I'll come back after Pindao hunts a pheasant."

After speaking, Mo Chuan left immediately.

When he reappeared, he was already holding a skinned hare in his hand, and a pile of dead branches in the other.

He dropped the dead branches, lit a bonfire, and strung the hare on the evil spirit sword, using it as a grill, and slowly grilled it.

"How does the Taoist priest... roast a rabbit with a sword?"

Wei Li watched this scene, held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking curiously in his heart.

"Well, is there something wrong?"

"No, my father said that a sword is like a gentleman, and you use a sword to barbecue...isn't it too..."

Wei Li stuttered, really didn't know how to express this scene of burning the piano and boiling the crane.

"Hahaha... The words of a gentleman are nothing more than the arty of a scholar with sour words. Whether it's a sword or a knife, it's just a tool. Is it possible that the poor should treat it as an ancestor?"

Mo Chuan chuckled lightly, with an unrestrained expression on his face.

While speaking, he turned over the evil sword and roasted the rabbit meat.

"The folk song Daoist sang just now sounds quite different... Doesn't it sound like a folk song in the mountains?"

"That's a song from the hometown of the poor."

"Really? Where is the Daoist's house?"

"That's far away..."

While roasting the rabbit meat, Mo Chuan chatted with Wei Li. The two talked about folk songs and the customs of the Central Plains. After a circle, they returned to the mountains.

It can be said that it is all-encompassing.

When the smell of meat overflowed, the topic gradually heated up.

After Mo Chuan deliberately inquired, the cave god system from the perspective of a mortal was faintly unfolding in front of him, which almost confirmed his guess.

"Come, try the craft of poverty."

Mo Chuan tore off a rabbit leg, wrapped it in leaves, and handed it over.

"No..." Weili instinctively waved his hand to refuse.

"Don't be shy, I'll leave it here!"

Mo Chuan didn't like giving way, so he put the rabbit's leg beside him, and retreated to the other side of the cave to eat another rabbit's leg.

Wei Fu, who hadn't eaten much all day, smelled the smell of meat and became even hungrier.

She swallowed calmly, but didn't eat after all.

Dad said that the rivers and lakes are dangerous, if you don't drink water from your eyes, others can't eat it.

Even though this young Taoist priest looks funny and kind, but... what if?
Not long after, Mo Chuan finished eating the rabbit leg.

He carefully packed the rest of the rabbit meat with leaves and disposed of the bonfire before saying: "Girl, the road is far away, we will meet again by fate."

Seeing this, Wei Li breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Master Daoist, go slowly!"

Mo Chuan cupped his hands, and then walked away. Not long after, the weird folk song came again.

"...The woman from the mountain that day, guarding the dry city alone, is only for the person she used to be, that Kunlun idiot, who has an inseparable love. Who would have thought that we would never meet again after this trip..."

'What a...strange person! '

Wei Li looked back at the Taoist who was gradually disappearing, and muttered in his heart.

After the Taoist's visit, Wei Li's sense of loneliness, as if abandoned in the wilderness, quietly faded a lot.

Looking at the sky again, it was almost dusk.

This cheered her up.

Because father said that at dusk, after the promise of the banquet, he would come to protect her.

In her eager anticipation, the sound of footsteps came from the dark mountain path.

Wei Li was overjoyed, and quickly looked up, opening his mouth to call "Daddy", but no, as far as he could see, his already fair face had lost all blood and turned pale.

At the end of the field of vision, a humanoid rat-headed monster was walking over with a short soft mace, with a snickering smile on his face.

"Hee hee, the god of this cave went to entertain the gods today, and just got away. I kept the beauty waiting for a long time, and I hope the beauty will forgive me!"

That night, Mozi walked over with a smile, but his ferocious face made the scalp tingle.

"You, who are you?"

Wei Li turned pale in shock, and subconsciously leaned against the cave, her silver ornaments jingling.

"What is this beauty talking about? Why can't this god understand? You have been married by the will of this god, why do you still ask who this god is?"

Ye Mozi held a short soft mace and patted his left palm lightly. Soybean's big black eyes looked Weili up and down.

"No, impossible, there is no cave god in this cave!"

Wei Li panicked and refuted sharply.

"Um?!"

Ye Mozi's face changed slightly, and he suddenly laughed grinningly: "Well, you know that too? Then why did you marry here?"

Wei Li's face froze.

"Little mortals dare to tease the cave god, they should hit—"

Ye Mozi grinned grinningly and came forward.

"do not come!"

Wei Li suddenly pulled out a dagger with horns from his back, and put it in front of him.

"It turned out to be a flower with thorns, my God likes it!"

Instead of being angry, Ye Mozi was overjoyed, on the contrary, he became more and more rampant, pressing harder and harder.

"Don't come here! If you dare to come here again, I'll kill myself and show you."

Looking at the rat-headed monster approaching, Weili suddenly aimed the dagger with horns at his neck, threatening at the top of his voice.

"I dare—"

Ye Mozi flew into a rage and stepped forward.

"Hey! Wu Na monster, let me die!"

Just at this moment, there was a loud clap in the sky.

On the cave, a silver light suddenly appeared, and a figure holding a sharp weapon flew down like a falcon in the wild.

(End of this chapter)