The heavens start from Maoshan

But his expression of indifference shows that there is someone behind him, that person, who hopes he can test the legacy of the Hushan God and see if there is nothing left in the Hushan lineage.

"It is said that after the death of a tiger, the remaining prestige is still there."

"It's only been a long time since the old tigers have left, and everyone can't see Tiger Mountain."

"Everyone outside has different thoughts. Even the monsters in the Hushan area are fearful of power and not afraid of morality. They don't even think about it. What era is it now? It should be a hundred years ago, when a hundred countries competed for hegemony, and the people were in dire straits. The age when demons were rampant."

"It's okay to stay in the Tiger Mountain and live in peace. Whoever wants to do something, I think it is courting death."

Zhang Heng was sitting in the carriage, looking at the drizzle outside the window: "It's a pity, there are too many fools in the world."

crunch...

The carriage was driving on the official road.

Soon.

Zhang Heng returned to Tiger Mountain Temple.

in the temple.

Hu Mengmeng is like a little mud dog, so dirty that it seems to have rolled in the mud again.

Seeing Zhang Heng, he was full of joy and wanted to rush forward.

Zhang Heng grabbed the fur on the back of her neck and threw her into the merit pool: "Go and wash, there is more work to be done in a while, and a blood-sucking demon appeared nearby. I am going to ring the mountain god's bell and summon Hushan The monsters in the domain, let’s see who did this, or who ordered it.”

Humengmeng is still young.

She is the mountain god of Hushan. To be honest, many monsters in the Hushan domain are not convinced.

Put it before.

When the old tiger was still there, he could receive gifts from the monsters in the Tiger Mountain Region during the festivals.

And after Humengmeng came to power, not to mention gifts, even when she was canonized as a mountain god, there were not many demons present to congratulate her. Why this happened, the answer is self-evident.

Zhang Heng was still thinking about it before.

Don't rush to deal with them for the time being, focus on cultivation first.

Watch now.

The monsters are indeed monsters, they are too impatient, they all want to die early and reincarnate early.

"The mountain god clock?"

Humengmeng was lying in the merit pool, a little lacking in confidence: "What if everyone doesn't come?"

Follow the rules.

When the mountain god rings the mountain god's bell, all the monsters in the territory must come.

But this kind of thing.

Rules are dead, demons are alive.

You mountain god is incompetent, I don't like you, and you can't do anything about me.

"If you don't come, if you don't come, blame them for their bad lives."

While bathing the little tiger, Zhang Heng said in a low tone, "When the old tiger came to Hushan to build a mansion, he killed countless demons who refused to be disciplined and turned them into ghosts. The big deal is that Laoshan Just do what you have done again.”

Hu Mengmeng was a little worried: "Although most of the powerful monsters in the Hushan region were subdued by my father, and he went to the North Sea with him and died in battle, there are still some fish that escaped the net. When the time comes..."

Zhang Heng said with a smile: "Although the old tiger is gone, the legacy of the old tiger has been guarding the Tiger Mountain. Waiting for the idle demons, they want to make trouble. I think they think too much."

"this..."

Humengmeng lacked confidence.

Her father died suddenly, without even explaining a word to her, so where would he leave his legacy.

"You forgot, the lame Taoist came to bully you last year, and he was beaten away by the black mace of the old tiger."

Zhang Heng touched Humengmeng's ear: "The old tiger has plenty of backup."

Children are easy to deceive.

Seeing Zhang Heng's seriousness, Hu Mengmeng believed it without hesitation.

As for whether there is any legacy of the old tiger.

Zhang Heng said yes.

Could it be that someone intercepted a period of old time and dragged the old tiger back from the long river of time, and could not confront him.

It is expected that he has no such ability.

dong dong dong...

The mountain god bell is ringing non-stop.

It disturbed the birds and beasts in the Hushan area.

Zhang Heng hugged Hu Mengmeng and sat in the mountain temple.

down.

Hundreds of chairs lined up.

As for how many monsters can come.

Zhang Heng couldn't say well either.

I just heard from Hu Mengmeng that during the heyday of Hushan, there were ten thousand monsters coming to court.

of course.

Most of them are little monsters with fur and horns, and not many of them become famous.

That kind of climatic monster.

After using the method of transformation, it looks no doubt like ordinary people.

Some of them couldn't bear the hardships in the mountains, so they took human form long ago and wandered into the towns.

Take Lao Yang, the storyteller in the town, as an example.

His Yang is a real sheep.

It's okay, I still like to drink two taels.

"See Mountain God."

was thinking.

Along with the sound of shouting, three little demons walked outside.

Said it was a demon.

Actually not.

Because according to the details, the three who came should be counted as plant elves.

The one at the head is an apricot demon.

The next two are Loquat Demon and Cherry Demon.

Zhang Heng looked at it.

This is Shu Sanxian coming, with a few fruit baskets in his hands, each of them is quite polite: "Come here, why don't you bring something, you're too polite."

The three demons saluted again and again: "Miao Zhu Lord, it's not an expensive gift, it's all our own fruit, and it's here for you to try."

Zhang Heng looked into the basket.

It is indeed some fruits such as cherries, apricots, and loquats.

Ok.

Zhang Heng nodded slightly.

They are all good monsters, wearing red and green, turning into young girls.

It doesn't look like a villain in any way.

"sit down."

Zhang Heng waved his hand and signaled the three demons to sit down first: "The others haven't come yet, let's wait."

swoosh swish...

Accompanied by a puff of yellow smoke.

A benevolent old lady came with seven young women.

Zhang Heng was right in his heart.

This old lady is the Old Matriarch of the Rat Mountain.

It is a pity to say.

She originally had seven sons, known as Shushan Qilang.

It's a pity that last year he went to Beihai with the old tiger and died together.

As a result, only the old matriarch and the seven widows of Shushan Qilang were left on Shushan Mountain, all of them were pitiful.

"Old lady, please sit down quickly."

Shushan is all Zhongliang.

Facing the old lady who personally led the team, Zhang Heng also had a smile on his face.

shhhhhh...

Old Mrs. Mouse just sat down here.

Over there, three black lights flew from outside the door, turning into three short, fat black bear spirits.

They are the famous three Xiongshan brothers.

The three brothers got out of the same car.

sleep together.

There will also be a set of combined attacks.

When the Tiger Mountain God was around, he always wanted to recruit them, but unfortunately he didn't succeed.

Zhang Heng wondered if they wouldn't come back, but he didn't expect them to surprise him.

one, two, three...

Accompanied by the ringing of the mountain god bell.

More and more demon mountain spirits are coming.

Wait until noon.

Hundreds of monsters have come before and after, watching...

It looks like animal world.

It's so lively.

"almost."

Zhang Heng looked at the time.

Those who don't arrive at noon will not come until the afternoon, so he said, "You don't know me yet, do you?"

Done.

Zhang Heng said again: "I am the newly appointed Miao Zhu of the Tiger God Temple. My surname is Zhang, and my name is Heng."

"Speaking of which, since the old tiger died in battle last year, I haven't had time to invite everyone to chat."

"I'm calling everyone here this time. First, I have something to do. Second, I also want everyone to get together, have a light meal, and get to know each other."

Hear this.

Without waiting for Zhang Heng to continue, a Huang Daxian kowtowed and said, "God of the Mountain, Lord Miao Zhu, please make the decision for me."

Humengmeng looked at it in bewilderment.

With runny nose and tears, Huang Daxian cried: "My six sons are pure in nature and do not contend with the world. Just because they were drunk, they slept in the haystack of Li's family in Luping Village, and they were framed by the Li family for stealing. My son couldn’t argue with his free-range chicken, his chest was cut open, and he died. I have no way to sue, and I can’t pay my son justice.”