After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

It can be seen that what the middle-aged Taoist said is correct, the mountain temple is indeed full of incense and offerings, and it is wider than any mountain temple Yan Shixun has seen before, which is enough to see the surplus of funds .

Yan Shixun had already entered the main hall, and he could smell the strong smell of incense. The incense burner in front of the statue was also filled with incense ash, as if the bustling atmosphere of the day still remained.

Even from the brightly colored silk flower belts that have not faded in the hall, it can be seen that a temple fair was held here not long ago.

The guests were all in the room in the next yard, and the middle-aged Taoist priest and two villagers were also chatting enthusiastically in their hut. The rain screen cut off all the sounds outside and made the light blurred.

In the empty hall, only the sound of Yan Shixun's slight breathing scattered in the air.

Taking advantage of the faint light coming in from outside, he raised his head and inspected the main hall carefully, his footsteps were barely audible.

The sudden rainstorm blocked the schedule of the program group and dispersed the convoy.When he had to spend the night in an unfamiliar field, Yan Shixun was more vigilant than ever. Ever since he met those two villagers on the road, he had been observing them quietly.

Moreover, when no one was aware of it, Yan Shixun also asked the gods for hexagrams, and politely informed the mountain god of the arrival of their group, just like ordinary people visiting strange places, seeking help and protection from their masters.

He also wants to ask the mountain god here, when the heavy rain will stop.

——The fact that Zhang Wubing was not in front of him made him faintly feel that something was wrong, and he wanted to wait for the rain to stop and dawn, and immediately go to join the other two cars.

However, the mountain god did not give Yan Shixun any response.

"Looking at the mountains and rivers, all over the gods."

The mountain gods in various places are more important to the local residents than other gods.Compared with the unattainable fairy family, the mountain god was born in the mountains, forests and rivers, protecting one side, making the land fertile, the weather smooth, and the evil spirits not invading.

Correspondingly, the local residents also believe in the mountain god, worship and celebrate the birth of the mountain god.Or build a mountain temple in the mountains, or use the big tree in the village as the incarnation of the mountain god, drape red and hang colors on it, and tie a red rope to express your good wishes and gratitude to the mountain god.

Many places still retain this tradition until now.

Although many places have been over-developed or lost faith, the mountain gods have long since disappeared.

But from the moment he set foot here, Yan Shixun could clearly feel the strong atmosphere of the mountain god here.It's as if this place is full of mountain god's people, so that the mountain god's divine power and control have reached their peak, just like in the era when they still relied on the gods.

But such a mountain god did not respond to Yan Shixun's visit and inquiry.

It's as if he never existed.

This kind of contradiction was also the starting point of Yan Shixun's initial doubts. He even thought that the mountain god here had left, and only the former righteous god remained, which made him mistakenly think that there was a mountain god living in this place.

But the existence of the mountain temple broke Yan Shixun's suspicion.

Whether it is the well-repaired mountain temple with strong incense, or the middle-aged Taoist priest who manages the temple, or the importance of the mountain temple in the village and the excitement of the temple fair in the mouth of the two villagers, all prove that this is a living , the temple of efficacies.

And the efficacy is another kind of evidence that there is a god living here.

Then why didn't he respond to his... character question?Could it be that the mountain god here has a xenophobic character and is not enthusiastic about outsiders?

Yan Shixun frowned, feeling that many pieces of the puzzle were missing in his mind, making it impossible for him to sort out everything smoothly.

Mountain temples are generally built and maintained by the villages themselves, and their reputation is generally limited to a few miles. Therefore, compared with Taoist temples, the configuration and repair of mountain temples are generally not good, and the decoration is more down-to-earth. atmosphere, it will clearly show the local folk characteristics and the simple and enthusiastic aesthetics of the villagers.

But what Yan Shixun sees now is a beautifully decorated hall, the walls and zenith of which are covered with colorful paintings of figures, depicting the daily life of the villagers vividly, and even everyone has different postures. Different people, different costumes, each face has its own characteristics, you can tell at a glance that they are different people, it seems vividly that these people will walk down from the wall in the next second.

In addition to the figures in the murals, there are also farmland houses, chickens, dogs and livestock, and even the smoke rising from the roof and the mountains behind are all depicted in detail.

Its sophistication and similarity make people who see it sigh how rich the village is here and how complete the mountain god culture is preserved.

Relying on Yan Shixun's excellent eyesight, he could also clearly see the images of many animals painted on the zenith, some of which were running swiftly among the vegetation, and some of them were bowing to worship gods.

Although it is rare to paint such a picture in the mountain temple, Yan Shixun can understand that this is to express that not only the villagers living here, but also other animals are protected by the mountain god and are grateful to the mountain god.

But when his gaze moved to the side again, his gaze froze, with some doubts.

That is the painting in the center of the zenith, just above the head of the statue.It depicts an animal squatting on a rock on the top of a mountain, while other animals are faintly bowing to it.

If you look at the whole hall as a whole, it seems that all the villagers and animals are saluting the painting and guarding it.

Could it be that the person who built the mountain temple found a craftsman who was fine in painting but not good at folk customs?

Yan Shixun couldn't help being a little puzzled.

But he walked around the hall and found nothing wrong. He could only put all his doubts in his heart for the time being, and prepared to leave.

Surrounded by the murals hidden in the darkness, all the characters in the paintings turned their eyes that had been inked by the paintbrush, turned their necks, and cast their sights on Yan Shixun in unison, turning their necks as he walked step by step , followed closely by the line of sight.

The peasant women who led their children to the market, the naughty children hiding behind the door, the villagers farming in the fields, even chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, cattle, sheep and livestock...all the creatures painted in the murals of the hall all looked at Yan Shixun in unison .

The clothes on them are brightly colored, and there are two blobs of bright red blush painted on their faces.Under the blurred and faint light, it looks extraordinarily weird and infiltrating.

It was as if the coldness of the rainstorm had quietly infiltrated into the hall, spreading along the red and black floor tiles...

"Whoa..."

Just when Yan Shixun was about to step out from the threshold of the hall with his long legs, there was a faint sound.

This is extremely clear in the quiet hall.

Yan Shixun also turned his head in an instant, his sharp eyes directed at the source of the voice.

Everything in the hall was quiet, and the murals on the wall were still the same as what Yan Shixun had just looked at.He looked at the statue where the voice came from, and frowned with his long sharp eyebrows.

Is it the rats making the noise?

But Yan Shixun didn't dispel his doubts because of his guess, but walked straight to the statue with his long legs.

The statue of the mountain god in the main hall of the mountain temple is extremely magnificent, gilded and covered with red cloth, which is no different from ordinary villagers' understanding of the statue.

The tall statue of the god has a ferocious and angry face. It doesn't look like a gentle mountain god, but a mountain god who will protect the villagers by force.

From the moment he entered the hall, Yan Shixun had carefully looked at this mountain god statue.

Although angry-eyed idols are rare, they are not without them.It may be that wild wolves are often infested near Yelang Peak, so the villagers here hope that the mountain god who protects them is a powerful god.

Yan Shixun thought so, so he didn't notice anything wrong with the statue.

Until now, when he approached the statue because of the sudden sound, he suddenly realized——

Behind this tall gilded statue that almost reached the zenith, there is actually a small space hidden!

Yan Shixun quickly walked around the statue and turned to the back of the statue, then his footsteps stopped slightly, his narrow and sharp eyes widened slightly because of surprise.

On the back of the gold-plated statue, there is actually a small statue.

Different from the gold-plated statue facing the main hall and accepting worship and incense offerings from the villagers, this wooden statue with its back facing the main hall and hiding its figure is dilapidated and even covered by thick dust and spider webs.

compared to statues.It's more like an old thing that was discarded and forgotten.

Time and wind and rain have eroded the round hands and compassionate eyes of the wooden statue, but you can still see from the remaining smooth lines that when the craftsman carved this statue a hundred years ago, what kind of heart was in his heart? With a reverent heart, carefully carve and polish, and finally carve out the appearance of the god in his heart.

But now, the head of the idol has been seriously missing, as if it was eaten by a mouse, leaving jagged scars, and only half of the eyes are still left.A crack extended from the top of the statue to the base at the bottom. The loose wood is still tenaciously maintaining the integrity of the statue, but it is still in danger because of this crack, and it will be completely shattered someday.

Yan Shixun stared down at the statue for a long time, then bent down, raised his hand and gently brushed away the spider webs wrapped around the statue, trying to make a clear appearance for the statue.

At this moment, a bit of sawdust fell from the crack beside the statue's eyes and smashed into Yan Shixun's palm.

Like, the gods cry.

Yan Shixun couldn't help being stunned.

"Is it an old statue?" Yan Shixun asked in a low voice, and asked the wooden statue in front of him, as if it could answer his question: "If you have money to repair the mountain temple, set up a new statue with gold plating, and throw the old statue like this By the side? I have wronged you."

As he said that, Yan Shixun pinched the God's hand with one hand, supported the base of the statue with the other hand, and lifted it steadily from the dusty altar.Then bypass this narrow and dirty space, put this small wooden statue on the altar where the tall statue is, please leave temporarily.

Immediately, he stepped into the tall statue again, took out the handkerchief he carried with him, and quickly cleaned the dust out of this small space.

But Yan Shixun, who had been focusing on cleaning up, didn't see it. The moment he turned around, the entire main hall and the characters all over the wall showed a look of fear, and they all stepped back several times in the painting. Step by step, many characters even hid directly in the buildings painted next to them, not daring to expose themselves to the outside.

But the animals on the murals and on the zenith instantly turned ferocious, making angry gestures, and some even stretched out their sharp claws, trying to reach out from the murals and grab the broken little statue.

"Yan, Shi Xun?"

Outside the main hall, a deep and magnetic male voice suddenly came, calling Yan Shixun's name.

Everything on the mural is instantly as usual.

Yan Shixun paused his hand for cleaning the altar, and let out a "tsk".

From the voice and the way of punctuation, he could hear who was calling him.

It was the assistant director who made him rather disliked.

Every time the assistant pronounced his name, his pronunciation was different from other people's. He always bit the last sound of "Yan" and paused before calling "Shi Xun". Such pauses and ambiguities occurred for no reason. There was a lot of intimacy, and it even sounded like they had a good relationship. They didn't call out their full names, but they were chanting——

Shi Xun.

Yan Shixun was so excited that he felt a chill and got goosebumps on his arms.

He didn't respond directly to the director's assistant, but turned around and put the broken statue back on the altar that had been cleaned up. His slender fingers nimbly wiped off the dust and cobwebs all over the statue, making the statue a little bit reveals the concealed outline.

Yan Shixun was stunned when he saw the statue clearly.

This is a statue that is gentle enough.

Eyebrows drooping, lips smiling, rounded shoulders and gestures showing rounded lines, revealing the image of a gentle and loving female god.

But the tall, gilded god statue outside had raised brows and raised eyes, with a ferocious face, which was completely different from the image of this god statue.

It's not like replacing an old statue with a new one.

It seems that there is a new god and the old god is abandoned.

"Yan Shixun, aren't you inside?" Outside the main hall, the director's assistant called out again seeing that Yan Shixun hadn't responded to him.

"exist."

Yan Shixun frowned and came out from behind the statue. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a tall man standing outside the gate of the hall, but he didn't take a step into the hall.

After seeing Yan Shixun's figure, the man who had been lowering the brim of his peaked cap raised his head and looked at him.

The faint voices of laughter and voices from the dormitory room spread indistinctly outside the hall, and the man stood outside the high threshold of the hall, but he didn't even touch the air inside the hall, as if avoiding taboo. , as if disgusted.

He was like a silent barrier, standing silently in the dark night, only a little light blurred his face, and only a clear outline of his profile was faintly revealed in the light.

"What do you need from me?" Seeing that he was silent, Yan Shixun said coldly, "If there is something urgent, you can go directly to the main hall to see if I am there, instead of calling my name like a ghost."

"Call someone's name casually in the suburbs late at night, do you think I will respond?"

The man was a little strange: "Why didn't you respond."

Yan Shixun rolled up the dirty handkerchief and held it in his hand, and walked towards the entrance of the main hall where the man was: "Didn't your adults tell you folklore when you were young? Or did you not?" Attended nine years of compulsory education? Don’t you know the wolf who tells people to turn around and take advantage of the opportunity to grab their claws, the beautiful snake on the wall?”

"You don't tell me who you are, just call my name. How do I know if the person standing behind me is a human or a ghost?"

Yan Shixun snorted and stepped out of the hall.

In an instant, the cool and refreshing air after the rain rushed in, making Yan Shixun suddenly feel a lot easier to breathe.And he heard the noise of the guests again, as well as a trace of heat.

It was actually cooler outside under the heavy rain than inside the hall?

Yan Shixun turned around and glanced at the hall with some puzzlement, wanting to step in again to feel the difference.

"Nine-year compulsory education..." The man's voice was rarely filled with doubts: "What is that. And the beautiful snake, I have never seen such a thing exist."

Yan Shixun: "...?"

He suddenly forgot to turn around and go to the main hall, and looked at the man who was waiting for the answer with a serious expression. It seemed that the man was not deliberately teasing him, but was really waiting for his answer.

Just, don't you know the nine-year compulsory education?

"Haven't you ever gone to school? Illiterate? You don't look like someone who can't read. Did you not even go to elementary school? Is it because you were in a mountainous area?" Yan Shixun glanced up and down the man's eyes, and made some calculations. The power contained in this body made his expression even more puzzled.

This muscle doesn't seem like it can't even eat. How come it didn't go to school?

Yan Shixun suddenly remembered his childhood.

After being picked up by the master, the master wanted to take him to travel all the time, but the officials he encountered often persuaded him to go to school and receive nine years of compulsory education. His master regretted growing up with him. After a while, he was sent to school.

——Although even in school, his master often asks for leave for him and takes him out of school, just go to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits together.

Even he, who had been living without a fixed place since he was a child, was persuaded to go to school. What happened to the assistant director?

"Elementary school... is it similar to Taixue?" The man blinked in confusion, and finally realized: "I know how to read and read, but I went to school a few years earlier, and it's not the same as now."

Yan Shixun: "...It's okay, I won't say anything if you haven't gone to school, and you don't have to hide it like this."

Just based on this face, it looks like a person in his 20s. How early can he go to school?Policies are always the same.

However, from the perspective of taking care of the man's psychological feelings, Yan Shixun still did not mention this matter, but changed the subject: "Why did you come to me?"

Man: I always feel misunderstood, but this question is not easy to answer.If it is explained that he read the book more than 1000 years ago, it seems to scare this exorcist from the underworld...

"They prepared some food over there, and they want it for dinner. I'll come out to find you when you're not around." The man tacitly skipped the topic just now: "You probably haven't eaten tonight, strangers need food."

Yan Shixun squinted at the man: "I've wanted to ask you since before, why do you always call me a 'living person'? Are you a dead person?"

The man paused, and then calmly replied: "The dialect I live in is called like this. If you are not used to it, I can follow your habit."

"I've traveled through many provinces, and it's the first time I've heard of a local dialect called 'stranger'. Where is your hometown?"

Let me see which province does not respond to nine-year compulsory education?

"My hometown is a small place, you probably don't know."

……

No matter what Yan Shixun asked, the man calmly found out the answer and answered him.

Although Yan Shixun felt that the man was hiding something, he couldn't find evidence, so he kept watching the man suspiciously, trying to find some clues from his facial expressions.

And after the two of them walked a long way, the air in the hall that was almost frozen just started to flow again.

On the mural, hundreds of pairs of eyes silently watched Yan Shixun's leaving back in the dark.

silently...

"Do you have Yan Shixun's contact information!"

In Haiyun Temple, Daoist Ma didn't care about Daoist Song and the guests who came to visit. He knocked on the door and pushed in. He eagerly grabbed Daoist Song's Taoist robe and asked, "Did he see you when you were in Guishan?" What contact information will I give you? Social account, private account, phone...anything is fine!"

The Taoist priest named Song Yi seldom saw his contemporary being so impatient, so he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

"Why are you looking for Junior Brother Yan? Isn't he recording a program? What's the matter with you? You can find him after he finishes recording. What's the hurry?"

Hearing the word "program", Daoist Ma sneered and asked, "Do you know where that unfortunate live broadcast program went now?"

"?"

"Wild Wolf Peak." Ma Daochang added calmly: "It started to rain near Wild Wolf Peak tonight, which means that they went to Wild Wolf Peak on a rainy day."

Daoist Song: "!!!"

Not calm this time, it was Song Daochang's turn.

He immediately jumped up from the chair, and the image of the Taoist priest who had just calmed down in front of the guests "wow!" He was shattered all over the ground and didn't care about it, he rushed out and ran to his master's room.

guest:"……?"

Others may not be aware of Yan Shixun's identity, but Song Daochang does.

His master is Daoist Li Daoist Gao Gong of Haiyun Temple, and he can be regarded as the oldest group of Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple.Although Dao doesn't talk about longevity, no one knows Li Daochang's exact age this year, but Song Yi probably estimates that he will be over a hundred years old.

Li Daochang's master has many apprentices, and the youngest of them is Li Chengyun, who is the most talented person in the records of Haiyun Temple. Their master even moved the idea of ​​letting Li Chengyun manage Haiyun Temple.

But maybe Li Chengyun's name fits the Tao, just like his name, he doesn't stay in one place for too long, but travels around like a cloud.

Even in the past few decades, none of the Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple has seen Li Chengyun.

Even Li Daochang only calculated that he, the youngest and best-connected junior, was still alive, but where and what did he do?have no idea.

"Master!" Song Daochang pushed open the door of the old Taoist priest's room, and shouted anxiously: "Master, Junior Brother Yan has gone to Wild Wolf Peak!"

As soon as the words fell, a mahogany sword was thrown over.

Song Daochang was taken aback and barely avoided it.

The old Taoist dressed as if he had already fallen asleep, and walked out of the room with a sullen face: "It's almost midnight and you still don't sleep, what do you want to do? Sit on the ground and cultivate immortality?"

Only then did Daoist Song realize it suddenly, as if...it was indeed very late, and it was time to rest and fall asleep.

He couldn't help but coughed guiltyly like a student who was caught doing bad things by the teacher, and then hurriedly said: "It's not my business, Master, it's Junior Brother Yan's business. He didn't travel with that program Is it, they are now... in the wild wolf peak on a rainy day."

As soon as he heard it clearly, the old Taoist took a deep breath: "What is Goudan his apprentice doing at Wild Wolf Peak? Are you crazy!"

"I don't think this child is born with unlucky looks. Why did you go to Ghost Mountain last time, and this time go to Wild Wolf Peak?" Can't he go to Wild Wolf Peak? How did you become a senior brother!"

Daoist Ma: I wanted to remind you, but Junior Brother Yan didn't give me this chance.

When they got together, they suddenly realized that none of them had Yan Shixun's phone number.There is only one private account, but the few messages sent by Ma Daochang still show as unread.

Daoist Song also tried to call the show director Zhang Wubing under the dead stare of the old Taoist priest with extremely low air pressure, but no one answered except for the "beep" sound from the receiver, and even the other few The staff who left their contact information last time called one by one, but no one answered.

Seeing this, the old Taoist priest immediately rolled up his sleeves and made a divination in person. After counting the numbers one by one, he finally got Yan Shixun's phone number.

However, when Song Daochang called over——

"The phone you are calling is turned off."

For a moment, the air in the room became heavy.

Several priests realized that there was probably something wrong with the program group.

Daoist Ma also shook his head: "Wild Wolf Peak, it happens to be the Wild Wolf Peak on a rainy day."

For ordinary people, Yelang Peak is just an Internet celebrity check-in place that has become popular in recent years because of its exceptionally clear and beautiful night sky, attracting many camping enthusiasts and photographers to take pictures and enjoy the natural scenery.

But for those in the circle, Yelangfeng means a heavy story.And the Wild Wolf Peak on a rainy day is a place that even long-established figures would not go to.

All the charms and other means of asking gods that Taoist priests are good at are invalid there, and even Miaojiang's mother-in-law and god-father can't ask ghosts there.

That is, the place where gods die and dao disappear.

The means of mortals cannot intervene.

At the beginning, Wild Wolf Peak was just an unnamed corner of the hill.

Although there are often wild wolves in the vicinity, destroying farmland crops and stealing domestic chickens and ducks, they never easily hurt people.

Because the land there is fertile and the weather is good, the villagers can get a good enough harvest every year, so they have never thought of moving away from Wild Wolf Peak. On the contrary, people from distant villages often hear that the harvest here is good. Ye Hao, and come to seek refuge in the village here.

The more people gathered, the more than a dozen nearby villages were thriving and thriving, and people and animals lived in harmony.

It was not until more than ten years ago that Yelangfeng cut down the first tree and dug the first shovel of soil.

The peace of Wild Wolf Peak was broken.

The young people in the village are no longer satisfied with their lives facing the loess and their backs to the sky, nor do they look down on the money their families earned from farming for a year.Regardless of the persuasion of their elders at home, they signed contracts with big bosses and big companies from outside, allowing those people to take away the fertile soil of Wild Wolf Peak and cut down those precious trees that have been around for hundreds of years.

The money exchanged for the soil and trees flowed into the pockets of the first few people in a steady stream. People in the nearby villages were envious and followed suit. sell them.

Old trees were cut down, and they fell to the ground with an overwhelmed "click". The red ropes and ribbons tied to the trees during the mountain god sacrifices in previous years were also scattered on the ground, and were ignored by the workers' boots. Stepped into the soil, making a slight sound.

It was like an old tree crying and sighing unwillingly before dying.

But with money, young people can build big houses, old people can stop working hard, and young people can wear new clothes.

Everyone seems to be satisfied.

No one cares what the Wild Wolf Peak will become.

Even if everyone can see that the lush and rolling mountains of Wild Wolf Peak in the past are becoming bare, like lifeless death.

Old people in the village have also issued warnings.

"The mountain god will be angry! The fertile land you step on, the abundant harvest of food, and the peace that is not disturbed by typhoons and storms are all the shelter given to you by the mountain god because of your belief and respect! Every tree you cut down Trees are bleeding from mountain gods!"

However, the young man wearing good clothes and driving a nice car taunted and scolded: "Don't come to block other people's money if you are old! You have been living in such a small place all your life, and you don't know everything. What year is it, and the mountain god? Haha! If there is a mountain god, then let him beat me himself."

The old man trembled with anger, but nothing could stop him.

The villagers who went crazy for money did not notice that there had been no wild wolves on Yelang Peak for a long time.Even after night fell, the mountain forest of Yelang Peak was quiet, as if the animals that could be seen up the mountain in the past had all run away completely and no longer interacted with humans.

The animals in these mountains are also spiritual, knowing that the villagers who lived in peace in the past are no longer their friends.

In the eyes of the villagers now, they are just fur and meat that can be exchanged for banknotes.

Then, one day, the villagers suddenly found that all the chickens and ducks in their yard were dead.

It was not yet dawn, but exclamations came from one family after another in the village.

The chickens and ducks in the whole village had all died in a miserable and hideous manner, drained of blood and died in the yard. Their black bean-like eyes were fixed on the house, and they moved their sights as the villagers walked.

The villagers, who thought it was some kind of thief who did something bad, were terrified when they saw this scene.Someone was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the spot, shouted in the direction of Yelang Peak, and begged the mountain god for forgiveness, and vowed that he would plant the felled trees back, and asked the mountain god not to be angry again.

There are also people who don't care, put the dead chickens and ducks into the pot on the same day, just think that the people in the next village are jealous of their wealth, so they invite people to come to the house together, and they plan to go to the next village after eating and drinking. Revenge back.

However, these people failed to make it.

When the sky brightened again, the villagers saw these people wandering around the village with blank eyes and talking nonsense.

The villagers hurriedly sent them to the sorceress.

but--

"The mountain god raised you with his body, and protected your safe and abundant harvests for hundreds of years. He never had any selfish power. Every time you make offerings to the mountain god, the mountain god turns them into rice and returns them to your hands."

The witch's expression was stern, with reproaches: "But you no longer worship the mountain god, so that the mountain god no longer has the strength to support himself, and the original virtuous circle is broken because of you. No mountain god can protect you anymore. Those who died Chickens and ducks are the best proof of the invasion of evil spirits."

The villagers trembled in fright, and hurriedly asked the sorceress to exorcise the evil spirits for a few young people who had been bewitched by the evil spirit.

However, when the sorceress ignited a flame and was about to use fire to exorcise evil spirits, those young people who had been unconscious before suddenly laughed wildly and rushed into the fire with all their might. The rest of the villagers were shocked when they saw this, but those young people But people suddenly become so powerful that no one can stop them.

The fire was so intense that neither water nor the sorceress' methods could extinguish the flames.

Until the laughter of those young people became weaker and weaker.

The fire was gradually extinguished, and in the black ashes all over the ground, only the charred corpse was as black as charcoal, and even the face could not be seen clearly.

The frightened villagers could not regain their senses for a long time. However, when they suppressed their nausea and wanted to deal with the young people, the charred corpses suddenly stood up unsteadily.

They slowly climbed up from the embers of the flames, black debris shook off their bodies with every movement, and their entire bodies were completely carbonized.Then, they grinned open their burnt-black mouths, revealing their miserable white teeth, and smiled at the villagers.

The onlookers immediately fled in all directions.

But when they came back to check, they found that the charred corpses had completely disappeared.

The sorceress fell to the ground, unconscious.

It was at this time that the Haiyun Temple was invited by the villagers.

The young Daoist Ma nearly vomited as soon as he stepped into the village where the accident happened.

"Song Daochang, you haven't been there, and you haven't seen that scene." In the room, Ma Daochang, who had witnessed it back then, smiled wryly: "The whole village is filled with the smell of corpses, and the detritus of those charred corpses are everywhere. Even the rice jars of the villagers. However, those villagers don’t feel the same at all, they are still living a normal life there...it’s not the world anymore.”

"Mountain God, dead."

Ma Daochang said in a low voice.

Although Daoist Song knew the current situation of Wild Wolf Peak for a long time, he really hadn't been there more than ten years ago. Hearing Daoist Ma's description at this time, his expression changed drastically.

Daoist Ma smiled wryly: "A place without the blessing of the mountain god, you know what it will be like."

Song Daochang is very clear.

No, it should be said that the result has already been presented in front of everyone.

——Xie Chong, revenge and counterattack.

How ruthless they were suppressed by the mountain god before, how fiercely those evil worshipers will counterattack after the death of the mountain god.

Even the old Taoist priest's face became serious.

"and many more."

Daoist Ma suddenly yelled: "Wait, that's not right!"

Under Daoist Song's suspicious gaze, Daoist Ma quickly took the tablet from which he had watched the live broadcast before, and placed it heavily in front of the two of them, with a heavy and panicked expression.

Daoist Song: "? What do you mean?"

"Guests from the program group just moved into the mountain temple." Daoist Ma asked in a low voice, "The mountain gods are all dead. Where did you come from the mountain temple?"

"Or should I ask—whose 'god' temple is this?"

Daoist Song fixed his eyes on the tablet when he heard the words.

The guests under the camera laughed heartily under the warm lighting.

But Song Daochang shuddered outside the screen.