Qiao Yang and Lu Weiying followed a short and chubby little old lady into the village, and after turning around, they were very enthusiastic and took them into a slightly dilapidated farmhouse.

Outside the hut was fenced into a small yard, with green vegetables on one side and a small circle on the other, stocked with hens.

The mottled walls of the hut are full of traces of time, the corners are somewhat weathered, and there are swallows' nests on the eaves.

The house is very deserted and not very popular.

There are not many furniture, it can be regarded as relatively simple, almost all of them are wooden, but they are cleaned spotlessly by the old woman, and it can be seen that she is a person who loves cleanliness.

After conversation, I learned that the old woman's surname is Chen, her name is Chen Sufen, her wife died a few years ago, and her sons are also working in the city, and they rarely come back, so she takes care of the whole family alone.

When I was old, I couldn't do much farm work, so I only planted a small plot of land and lived a simple life of self-sufficiency.

Qiao Yang felt that the mountains were poor, so many people desperately wanted to get out of the mountains, which is understandable.

But because of this, so many left-behind elderly people have been created.

Granny Chen moved out a clean bench, probably because she was afraid that the two city dolls would dislike her, so she wiped the bench surface with her sleeve again before she was embarrassed to put it down and let the two sit down and rest.

Then she hurried to prepare lunch, and in her words, you must not be lazy when you come all the way to help us expel the demon beasts.

Qiao Yang sat idle for a while, feeling bored, and began to look around the interior of the house.

The structure of the hut is very simple, and there is a large square table with traces of oil erosion, which should be a dining table.

In a corner behind the dining table, on a wooden cabinet, there was a small incense burner, and two plates of almost dried fruit, which seemed to be enshrined in something.

Qiao Yang became interested, and when he took a closer look, he found that it was a withered and yellowed branch, lifeless and stained with incense ash.

【Longevity Green Vine Branch】

[Emperor-level material, the branches given to the villagers by the immortal green vine, are part of its body, and have the power of protection. 】

[Note: The energy has been exhausted, and it is no different from a normal branch.] 】

Qiao Yang was taken aback, almost biting his tongue, staring at this ordinary branch in amazement.

If you look at it casually, you can find the same level of material??

Or is it Emperor level??

It's just a pity that the energy of this branch has escaped, and it is useless.

Do you think that the material has an expiration date?

Suddenly thinking of something, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly used his mental power to reach into the cufflinks.

Fortunately, the tail feather given by the mountain god is still lying peacefully in the space, still translucent, emitting white fluorescence, and there is no sign of deterioration.

Lu Weiying, who was sitting on the stool, looked back at Qiao Yang, who was standing in the corner of the wall sneakily and didn't know what he was doing, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"No, I just had a question out of nowhere. ”

"Huh?"

"Is there a shelf life for monster materials......?"

“...... Probably not. ”

Lu Weiying was a little confused by such an inexplicable sentence, thought for a moment, and then added: "Almost most of them can be stored for decades, and some are even more valuable the longer they go." ”

Qiao Yang nodded: "I think so too." The material contains a large number of energy properties, which cannot be corroded and oxidized by ordinary microorganisms or oxygen. ”

Lu Weiying: "......"

You know it all, so why are you asking me?

Qiao Yang thought about it, afraid that such an abrupt question would arouse suspicion, so he explained: "I'm just testing you to see if you are familiar with these knowledge points." ”

Lu Weiying: "......"

Qiao Yang, who breathed a sigh of relief, put his mind at ease and moved his gaze to the lifeless withered yellow branches.

The branches of the immortal green vine given to the villagers as a part of its body, have the power of protection?

In this way, Huangmai Village also has a powerful demon beast guard?

At this time, it happened that Granny Chen walked out of the kitchen, ready to go to the yard to pick some vegetables, and when she saw Qiao Yang standing in the corner and staring, she also came over.

Lit 3 pillars of incense, bowed respectfully, and inserted them in the incense burner.

"This is a branch of the mountain god. Granny Chen smiled kindly and introduced.

"Mountain God?" Qiao Yang was quite surprised, he was not unfamiliar with this name, he had also seen it with his own eyes, a pure white transparent bird and beast, known as the mountain god.

But apparently, such a branch had absolutely no connection with the small bird and beast.

"The mountain god is the patron saint of this mountain, and this branch has been passed down from generation to generation, and every family has it. ”

Lu Weiying was idle, but he also came over at this time, and said in a deep voice: "There are many such legends, such as the mountain god, the river god, the forest god, and the harvest god, and the small stove god, the door god, the land god, and the ancestor spirit. There are all kinds of gods. ”

"Do you have a lot of research on myths and stories?" Qiao Yang asked Lu Weiying curiously.

Lu Weiying pursed his lips, "I'm just interested, I've read some books." However, I do plan to go to the Jinluan Hall in the future to listen to a lecture on history, and those professors will study it more. ”

Granny Chen couldn't quite understand the conversation between the two, so she had to smile and sigh: "That's right, this is a mythical story, I have heard it since I was a child." ”

"Legend has it that the god of the mountains guards this land and protects its stability. ...... in very old times."

Qiao Yang listened to Granny Chen's story, looked at the branches of the immortal green vine, and asked, "Is there any place in Huangmai Village dedicated to the mountain gods, or festivals?"

Granny Chen shook her head, "Every family worships separately, so there is no specially built ancestral hall and temple. ”

"In terms of festivals, there used to be, but now that our generation is old, and the young dolls have also gone out of the mountains, we don't have much energy to continue."

Granny Chen said, laughed again, waved her hand and continued: "Actually, there are no gods, ghosts, the people sent to help us expel the demon beasts are all soldiers of the country, this is the real guardian saint." ”

Qiao Yang was a little disappointed, in this way, he might not have the chance to meet this mountain god who sheltered Huangmai Village.

It has also been a matter of recent years for the government to send troops to garrison remote villages, but who has been sheltering these humans from natural disasters for hundreds of thousands of years of development in the villages.

Huangmai Village, which is surrounded by dangers and mountains, is definitely not a simple coincidence and miracle that has survived to this day.

Behind it is the long-term blessing of the god of Qingteng Mountain.

Not only the mountain gods, Qiao Yang even felt that the ancient myths and legends of Dahua Kingdom were not necessarily fantasies chasing after the wind and shadows.

Legend has it that the gods, who are in charge of the wind and rain, and who are in charge of the abundant harvest, may all be real.