The mountain people were full of anticipation and a slight sense of fear.

This is a sign of long-standing fear and coercion of the bobcat, and a sign of distrust of the new mountain god.

In their opinion, the lynx used to be a god, and when the mountain god returned, he should naturally return to the arms of the mountain god, but he tried to kill the god in vain, which may be that this god also has some problems and cannot be recognized by the god.

The human heart is so complex, and the direct response to this hesitation and uneasiness is the provision of the power of Zhang Ming's faith.

The power of faith has weakened.

Only the Mountain God Seal can give Zhang Ming more support.

Neither side could help anyone for a while, and the battle lasted until midnight, when ghosts and ghosts faintly appeared around, and the lynx disappeared outside the mountain temple.

The next day, the people who had been out hunting canceled the event again, and instead waited for the final result of the battle between the gods and the bobcats.

Only Zhang Dashan came to worship with a few trembling people, bowed and left in a hurry.

This is the basis of Zhang Ming's belief at this time, the most devout believer.

But at the same time, they didn't get the answers they wanted.

"Mountain God, I don't know who will lose and who will win this battle?" Zhang Dashan once stood alone in front of the mountain temple and asked worriedly.

"There are no wins and losses. This is the answer given by Zhang Ming.

This is not what Zhang Dashan wanted to hear, his expression was even more bitter when he heard the words, and he remembered the expressions of those mountain people before, so he had to leave lonely.

Zhang Ming sat quietly in the statue to warm up the divine soul, and at the same time sorted out the spiritual power in the divine seal.

In the evening of the same day, the lynx reappeared.

It was another big battle, and there were more ghosts watching around, and Zhang Ming's expression became a little ugly.

Although they were barely able to withstand the lynx's attack, as time went by, the doubts in the hearts of the mountain people would become higher and higher, and the blessings of faith they received became less and less.

Not only is the crisis getting deeper and deeper, but those mountain people are probably inevitably eaten by a group of ghosts!

On the third day, there were two fewer people who followed Zhang Dashan......

Zhang Ming looked at all this, and the uneasy feeling in his heart became heavier and heavier.

"You let everyone gather at the mountain temple tonight, if not, I'm afraid something bad will happen......" Zhang Ming commanded lightly before Zhang Dashan left.

This lynx is its own robbery, isn't it the robbery of those mountain people?

Zhang Dashan agreed respectfully, but his heart was full of bitterness.

In the afternoon, Zhang Mingfa's eyes fell on the village in front of the mountain, and he clearly felt the evil aura floating in the sky, after all, he couldn't bear it, so he used a spell to communicate with several devout people during the day.

But in the evening, only two-thirds of the villagers came under the leadership of Zhang Dashan and others.

Zhang Dashan's face was ugly, almost gloomy as if he was about to drip.

Zhang Ming didn't say anything, but waited quietly.

Soon it was evening again, but the lynx did not appear outside the temple today.

On the other side, a cloud of black fog had already taken advantage of the last afterglow of the setting sun to turn into a yin wind and rush towards Qianshan Village.

In front of the mountain temple, Zhang Dashan and other mountain people clearly looked at everything that happened in front of them, and saw the ghosts rushing into the village, and couldn't help but feel cold.

There are dozens of villagers there!!

"Ask the mountain god to save them, save the villagers!!"

Just when everyone was stunned by the change in front of them, Zhang Dashan suddenly turned around and fell to the ground, crying and pleading.

In the distance, there were even faint screams in the mountain village......

"At first, I thought that the gods should protect those who believe in me, but those people have given up the faith in their hearts, and even if they want to save them, I am afraid that they will not be able to do it......" Zhang Ming's cold voice sounded, and the figure appeared in the temple.

"Those people don't respect the gods but they are obsessed, they must not be sincere, and ask the mountain god to save them!!" Zhang Dashan just knelt on the ground.

The others looked at each other, regardless of their hearts, and fell to their knees at this time.

"It's not that I don't save it, but I can't ......" Zhang Ming shook his head again, and then his eyes fell on the people who knelt on the ground, and a cold light suddenly burst out in his eyes, "It's you people, how many people sincerely believe in me......

Speaking of this, Zhang Ming's heart became more and more cold.

God's eyes were like lightning, and he seemed to see through everyone who fell to his knees......

Most people trembled at the sound and buried their heads deep in their chests.

Screams and ghostly roars could be heard in the distance, but there was an eerie dead silence here.

The torches were shining, and the weather was very hot, but it couldn't give everyone the slightest warmth.

Zhang Dashan's face changed endlessly, and the screams in his ears floated from afar, like a dream, but the biting coldness invaded his heart.

He remembered the memories of the past, the gods naturally protected the believers, but how could the blasphemers not be punished?

Can...... But those are their own folks, and they are all people who are related to their old age......

"It is the responsibility of foolish people like us to serve the gods insincerely, how can we disappoint the mountain god today?!" Zhang Dashan finally stood up tremblingly, but his expression was extremely decisive.

The rest of the mountain people fell on him.

"Folks, we have been wrong, we can't be wrong again and again, there are still relatives and friends in the village, as well as our neighbors and friends, if they die, how can we be at ease?!" Zhang Dashan turned to look at all the mountain people, "Today, even if we are alive, we don't respect the gods, how can we get the protection of the mountain gods when the ghosts are raging?!"

After saying this, the crutches in Zhang Dashan's hand fell heavily to the ground, as if falling on everyone's hearts.

Zhang Ming watched coldly from the side, and could feel that the silk threads of more than ten beliefs were looming.

Perhaps this is the way of the gods......

"From this moment on, all those who are willing to sincerely serve the mountain god will give me a step forward, if there is still hesitation, they will definitely suffer from the devouring of ghosts and souls!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone trembled again, and finally a few people's expressions changed for a moment, and they slowly stood up and stepped forward under Zhang Dashan's gaze.

With people taking the lead, and the roar of the ghosts outside and the howls of the mountain people, the others finally couldn't help but come out one after another.

"We and the mountain people must sincerely worship the mountain god, if there are two hearts willing to suffer the pain of a group of ghosts devouring souls, I hope that the mountain god will pity us and wait!" Zhang Dashan once again led everyone to kneel down after the last person stood up.

Zhang Mingfa's eyes fell on the top of everyone's heads, and the thin white lines gradually solidified, but they were only to the extent that they could be projected into the divine soul, which meant that there was still hesitation.

But even so, there was a cold sense in Zhang Ming's soul that seeped into it.

That's the power of faith.

"It's not much, but this is a seed, it's enough......" Zhang Ming's eyes were full of light, and he suddenly took a step back and disappeared into the statue.

At the same time, his voice floated into everyone's ears: "Carry my idol out of the temple and inspect the divine domain!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Ming's soul roared, and a faint gray-white light rose from all around.

"The mountain god is on patrol!" Zhang Dashan's face suddenly turned red.