There was a dead silence all around, and the grass and trees in the distance hung their heads listlessly in the blazing sun.

It was the time when the yang energy was at its peak at noon, but looking at the continuous mountains in the distance, the group was cold, and they couldn't help but shiver twice.

Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water.

Three years ago, the small mountain village was already in ruins, and the mountains were full of wild animals, but they have become a forbidden place for almost all mountain people.

In the face of all this, the mountain people have nothing but helplessness and despair in their hearts.

"If it doesn't work this time, what should we do?" someone looked up at the equally dilapidated temple at the foot of the mountain and swallowed hard.

There was no answer in the hearts of the people, and no one told them the answer.

Therefore, I could only numbly lift my legs again and take a difficult step forward.

"Be careful, everyone, don't leave this path......" Leading the way was a gray-haired old man, who stopped the crutches with some difficulty, turned his head and whispered a command.

"Click, click, click......" The only sound of his footsteps falling in response to him was the sound of his feet falling.

"Alas, Lord Mountain God, now that there are more and more fierce ghosts and evil spirits and jackals, tigers and leopards, what should we do......" The old man in the lead had a gloomy look, and he didn't feel any hope in these mountain people.

Maybe the sacrifice I forcibly carried out this time will also be in vain, right?

But if we give up even the last sacrifice, will we have to die tragically in the mouths of demons and monsters in the future......

"Ah...... Help, help!!" At this moment, a frightened scream suddenly came from the rear of the originally quiet crowd, and even the voice was a little distorted.

"What's going on?!"

"Look at the back, that's ......"

"Oh no, we're being targeted by evil spirits!!"

"It's a ghost! What are we going to do, what are we going to do!!"

Everyone subconsciously stopped, their eyes fell behind them, and they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Help, help!!" was another mournful cry for help, followed by the sound of footsteps kicking the ground indiscriminately.

......A cold wind blew by, and everyone subconsciously took a step back, but no one went to help the figure who fell behind.

Because behind him, which was still empty just now, I don't know when two clouds of dark fog appeared, rolling and trying to get closer to this sacrificial road.

And the figure who screamed in fear had his feet shrouded in a cloud of black mist.

"Don't save people yet!! the leading old man felt a chill in his heart, and then he roared angrily, and his face turned red.

The hand holding the cane seemed to be trembling slightly.

Last to be left behind was the village's widow Zhang, whose husband had forcibly entered the mountain two years ago and never returned.

"Can't go, there...... There are demons there...... The evil ghost asked for his life!! "Some people trembled and did not dare to look into the eyes of the old man.

But these words are the voices of everyone.

"Confused!" the old man saw that Widow Zhang's figure was constantly being dragged into the black mist, and the despair in the other party's eyes stimulated his nerves.

"Get out of here!" the old man suddenly roared again, and the power that burst out of the old body out of nowhere, actually pushed away the two people who were blocking in front and rushed to Widow Zhang's side.

"In the place of sacrifice of the mountain gods, lonely souls and wild ghosts dare to be presumptuous?!" the old man suddenly raised his crutches, glared angrily, and smashed down at the black mist that kept dragging Widow Zhang.

Then he grabbed the thin fingers raised by Widow Zhang and slammed them hard.

At this moment, no one noticed that a faint white light was projected from the top of the old man's head into the black mist......

An eerie roar rang out from the fog, full ......of resentment and pain.

"Get up!" Widow Zhang only felt her feet and neck suddenly lighten, and the old man's voice sounded in her ears.

The fear of evil spirits and the desire to survive finally make her struggle to re-enter the path of sacrifice.

Two clouds of black mist roared angrily, rolling unwillingly, as if they wanted to rush onto the path and tear apart these humans.

But it seems that he is afraid again, and he never dares to step into the path.

"Do you even dare to approach the road of mountain god sacrifice like this kind of ghost......" The old man rescued Widow Zhang, but he couldn't feel any happiness in his heart, only a cold chill.

But he couldn't show it, feeling the gaze of everyone falling on him, the old man took a deep breath, and then turned around and walked forward again.

"Look, the mountain gods haven't abandoned us, and those ghosts and ghosts still don't dare to take a step closer to the path of sacrifice!" the old man's hoarse voice sounded, although it was much less convincing, but it somewhat brightened everyone's eyes a little.

......

"The Mountain Temple has arrived!"

In front of the dilapidated mountain temple, the old man took a deep breath and knelt down reverently.

The other mountain people were a little numb on their faces, and subconsciously knelt down.

"Zhang Dashan, a believer in Shanqian Village, brought all the mountain people to worship, and hoped that the mountain god would appear and save me and other believers!" the old man said reverently, and then paused again.

The people in the rear then followed suit.

If this is the third, when the old man Zhang Dashan finally solemnly lit the three pillars of incense, he slowly stood up.

Everyone's eyes fell on the clay statue.

It was a statue of the mountain god that had sheltered the village for more than 200 years, but now, it has really become a clay sculpture, and there is no response to the prayers of the mountain people for three years.

The discussion gradually became louder, and Zhang Dashan's body at the front bowed even more.

The idol still didn't respond, the incense still burning slowly, but an air of irritation and despair spread through the crowd.

There was a muffled "poof", and an old woman suddenly fell to the ground.

Then there was a terrible cry: "Mother...... Mother, what's wrong with you......"

Feeling the thin body of the mother in his arms, the woman's son wailed in pain, he hated, he hated how he was so useless......

I hate myself for not even having the courage to go into the mountains to hunt!

I hate this mountain god who has been worshiping for decades and has become a clay wood sculpture like this, and he doesn't even care about the evil ghosts!

"Ah......h

The clay sculpture sitting on the throne is still the same, cold and desperate.

"If the mountain god is useless, why should we worship?!" the young man suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at the statue of the mountain god, the reverence that had existed was gone, only pain and anger.

"What are you doing?!" Zhang Dashan couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the young man was pointing at the gods, and wanted to stop it.

But everyone was a little stimulated by the old woman's death, but no one stepped forward.

"What are you doing?!, village chief, you're still holding on to your illusions, I'm going to destroy this idol now!" the young man shouted suddenly, and when everyone didn't react, he rushed straight towards the mountain god statue!

"Stop him, stop him!!" Zhang Dashan's heart beat violently, and finally the two young men who were supporting him hesitantly stepped forward to stop the guy who wanted to destroy the statue.

But this was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the faith of the people, who had almost dissipated, collapsed, and then looked at this mountain temple, and there was only coldness and despair in their eyes.

A soft "poof" sound came into everyone's ears, and it seemed that something had been broken.

But at this time, everyone didn't notice it.