Follow Taotie to eat meat [Traveling]

It is probably the nature of the undead to never be serious.

They are usually giggling and shameless like a naughty boy, and when they are fanatical and focused, they are like a perverted scientist. They can bluff for days on big things, but when they talk about big things, they turn them into understatements and like a joke.

Therefore, the treatment that the little old man Erzhi received during his travels can be described as two extremes.

When he used his profound knowledge to quickly solve the problems that the local people had been troubled for a long time, those people looked at him like a divine envoy.When he ran the train unreliably, described his experience to people in exaggerated words, and swindled food and drink along the way very naturally, he would be chased and beaten by the people who finally reacted as an old liar.

The old man doesn't care, life is interesting only when it has ups and downs, and a life that has experienced everything is a complete life.Well, anyway, his escape skills are top-notch, and he is not afraid of being beaten to death.

But it’s been a long time since I’ve been serious. It’s okay to be serious once in a while, but it’s more difficult to be serious for a long time.

Zhi held a violent hare in one hand, and pulled up a few stalks of grass with the other, with a frowning face.

He had already vaguely noticed that this time things were not easy, and he had been patient for a long time without doing anything wrong. Along the way, he taught the big witches of various tribes to entertain the gods and dances, and told them not to eat dead things, and to eat as little as possible. Special attention must also be paid to ensuring the cleanliness of the water source.

It stands to reason that this is both evil spirit removal and careful protection, so it should be under control no matter what?But the fact is unexpected.The speed of spreading the evil spirit is faster than the speed of entertaining the gods and eliminating the evil spirit. The attention to food has indeed improved the situation, but people still need to worry about the crazy animals infected by the evil spirit.One accidental wound, the deadly black air may follow like a shadow.

And in the past two days, for some reason, the black air has become more and more active.

Thinking wisely, it's over, it's over, I don't know how long I'm going to be entangled in this matter.Obviously he hates doing one thing for a long time the most, and recently he almost vomited after teaching and entertaining Shenwu.

"Old Zhi, our patriarch is sympathetic, please follow me." Two tall young men hurried over to find him. Although their tone was still polite, their expressions were a bit unfriendly.

The little old man rolled his eyes silently, threw the grass in his hand, and stood up slowly.

He is now in a tribe that is good at bows and arrows and pays attention to force.At the beginning, the patriarch simply dismissed what he called the words of eliminating evil spirits. Knowing that the strongest eldest son was injured by a wild beast while hunting outside, and his condition deteriorated rapidly after returning, he went to Zhizhi as if he was in a hurry.After sacrificing to the gods and drinking the herbal medicine given by Zhi, the symptoms eased a little, but the real improvement was not seen for a long time. The impatient patriarch called the little old man from time to time.

The patriarch was dubious in his heart, and the people below could see the clues, and Chi himself was not very reliable in his words and deeds, so the eyes of everyone looking at Chi were always fluctuating between "a wise man with real skills" and "a deceitful old bastard". .

Handing the Manic Rabbit to one of the visitors, Zhi told him to take him back to his residence amidst the other's face getting darker.Then leisurely, with his hands behind his back, he walked up to the patriarch in a particularly awkward posture.

The patriarch with a big beard is called Wei, who is born with supernatural power and can draw a very hard bow, but he knows nothing about the so-called evil spirit.Seeing the old man with squinting eyes looking out of tune, he got angry and yelled loudly: "I have done everything that should be done, why is that evil spirit still lingering?"

This is actually a pretty crucial question.

Zhi Zhi became a little more serious, and Su Rong replied: "Because the evil spirit is too strong, you also know that this time it is not about one or two mountains or one or two tribes. There are haunting things everywhere. We cleared out a small circle, but there is still a large circle outside, which is constantly being added, and it cannot be cut off at all.”

Wei's eyes darkened when he heard it: "Didn't you claim to teach all the way, trying to make all the mountain gods active?"

Zhicong took out a bamboo board and a stone strip from the huge backpack that never left his body, and pointed to a very small circle in the large area on the bamboo board: "It's a pity, the little old man doesn't know how to separate himself, so far, only Taught such a small group of people to entertain the gods and dance."

"..." Wei roared, "That is to say, no matter how hard I try, my son will never get better?!"

Zhizhi raised his head indifferently, with a hint of sharpness under his lazy eyes: "As the head of the clan, don't you need to take care of other people besides the safety of your son? You have seen the effect with your own eyes these days, do you still feel Worshiping the gods is useless?"

Wei was stunned for a moment, then suppressed his growl in embarrassment, his face flushed red: "Damn, of course not! What you taught is indeed useful, but, just..."

His eyes unconsciously glanced at the back room.It's just that something happened to my own flesh and blood, as long as there is even the slightest chance, I'm desperately trying to save him.

Zhizhi rubbed his toes uncomfortably, and a mighty man showed pitiful eyes like a big dog, which is relatively easy to soften.After thinking about it, the little old man took on another job: "Actually, there is one last way..."

He turned his head violently, his eyes glowing.

"Hey, it's more troublesome and it may not be effective. It's just an idea of ​​the old man." Zhizhi cleared his throat uncomfortably.

Zhi's method is very simple to say.

Although human beings can't see and touch it, the ancient notes of the undead people told him that the mountain gods were born in response to people's beliefs. The more pious the beliefs and the more orderly the sacrifices, the stronger the power of the mountain gods.Therefore, the big mountains that are often worshiped in the four seasons are completely different from the deserted hills, and the abilities of the mountain gods are completely different.

Now Zhi walked through relatively densely populated places, and led people to sacrifice to nearby mountains, but there are so many wild mountains in uninhabited places, and there are also evil spirits entangled on them, and the mountain gods on them are probably helpless at all.If there were people offering sacrifices to the barren mountains, and the small mountain god became stronger, the situation would surely improve a lot.

Zhi has had such a vague idea for a long time, and has mentioned it to others several times, but there is no result.No matter what time of year people are, they probably have a temperament of "sweeping the snow in front of their own houses, and don't care about the frost on other people's roofs". They can't take care of one-third of an acre of land, and they still care about barren mountains and wild mountains?The great priest used one pig, one cow, one sheep at a time, ten times, dozens of times?

Although this side is in the central part, it is still far away from the rich and prosperous Central Plains. Even the big tribes have some blood pains like this.Anyway, the matter was not too urgent, so everyone tacitly chose to talk about him.

Now, the old man mentioned it in a self-deprecating way, and he didn't have any hope at first, but the big man Wei immediately agreed: "Okay, let's do it like this!"

"Hey?" Changzhi was surprised this time, "Don't you think it's a thankless effort? After all, when you grow up, you are also a mountain god elsewhere. Apart from helping to resist evil spirits, you can't manage an acre of land on your side. Son."

You know, it's just a special situation now, and what the mountain god does most on weekdays is to protect the weather, the animals are plump, and the plants are lush.

"Hey, I said, why are you so ink-stained, little old man? The enemy has already hit the door of your house. Your neighbor can help you resist with a knife. Are you still thinking about whether he might not return the knife to you after the fight?" Wei thinks Zhi's concerns are simply inexplicable.

"..." The little old man in ink silently wiped his face.Well, it seems that I have met a really stupid big guy.

Although it's quite to my taste.

So when Xiao Yan and Taotie were cleaning up the evil spirit in the distance, the little old man and Wei also took action.The "territories" on both sides are constantly expanding, and the air in the forest feels much fresher.

This was supposed to be a great thing, but it happened to hinder some people's footsteps.

Wu Yang and Wu Lu, following the aura fluctuations on Xiao Yan's body, first arrived at the sky above the little old man's territory.

Wu Lu closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "What a strong aura... No, to be precise, it's a very strong will power, which can really eliminate a lot of such a strong evil spirit."

Wu Yang glanced down blankly, and finally settled on an open field.The obviously man-made platform has altars and pots on it, and colorful ribbons are tied around the platform-a very typical post-sacrifice scene.

The birds of prey who were buried in the road under them became uneasy, and as soon as they got closer, the black air on Gu and Qin's bodies faded a little, so they lost their temper and refused to breathe in the breath they didn't like.Although these two raptors condensed with evil spirits are very greedy for anger, they can only nest in dark and dirty places at ordinary times. Even if black mist has been scattered everywhere, they are still taking the road of erosion from the edge to the center, and they are not so blatant. break through.

Wu Yang sneered and said: "It seems that we have met an expert."

Wulu also showed a charming smile: "That's something you can't miss, you have to meet for a while."

Wu Yang slightly raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

"He is showing that we are hiding, how could he lose?" Wu Lu replied with a smile.

Wu Yang nodded slightly, and the two turned over from mid-air at the same time, and jumped off the bird's back.The landing places are very similar, and they are all chosen in front of the altar.Now that I looked more carefully, in addition to the objects seen in the sky, there was also a row of small clay animals of various shapes in front of the altar.Naive, lifelike.

Wulu didn't speak, but stared at them carefully for a while.I saw a small clay lynx that seemed to be unsteady, suddenly swayed from side to side twice, and fell down.

The woman stretched out her beautiful hand, gently straightened it, and smiled with an unknown meaning: "Could it be that the wind is too strong?"

Immediately, the long nails dyed red viciously slashed across a row of small animals, and a dense crack appeared on all the clay sculptures, and deep red blood leaked out slowly from the crack.

Wu Yang flicked his fingers casually, and a few black bug-like things were bouncing on the sculpture, instantly turning into wisps of black air, and burrowing in along the blood-oozing cracks.

A row of clay sculptures suddenly lost their original vivid appearance, and the whole thing became dark, as if something had been pulled away at once.

At the same time, in the settlement near the mountain, someone shouted in panic: "The patient's symptoms have worsened—"