"It's here!" Because there was detailed information and the eagle could fly freely, Jia Zhengjin easily found the target.

A luxurious building in Beicheng District is the new home of the mad mountain clan that the old man Moss said.

Landing on the second-floor window, the house was empty.

Obviously, the mountain tribes work outside during the day and only come home from work at night.

Decisively, he used a stone axe to dig a small hole near the window and got into it, and began to explore the entire room.

After a while, it was discovered that there was a rather hidden basement entrance under the stairs on the first floor, blocked with many wine barrels.

Ordinary people would not move so many full barrels to check, Jia Zhengjin took advantage of his small body to get into it and successfully came to the wooden cabin door in the basement.

It's not unusual for the average person to have a basement in their home, but if the owner of the current house is a fanatic, there must be something hidden in the basement.

Knocking on the corner of the wooden cabin door, Jia Zhengjin cautiously got in. The nature of the dark god allows him to see the basement furnishings clearly without being exposed to dark images.

The outer basement level is a mess of wooden crates and wine barrels, as well as some giant fruit and vegetables piled up haphazardly.

However, Jia Zhengjin ignored these and soon found a more secret door inside.

A hole was made under this wooden door, and there was an even larger basement space, with countless bookshelves neatly arranged, and at the foreground was a huge stone statue of a god.

"That's right!" the names of these books, translated as having something to do with the gods. And that huge, outwardly similar stone statue of the mountain clan should be the so-called god, that is, the existence called the calamity!

Walking straight past the bookshelves, Jia Zhengjin walked quickly to the statue and raised his head to look at the giant-like existence.

The idol looks dull and devoid of spirituality.

"Are you the god of this world, the being called a scourge?" he said to himself, looking up at the stone sculpture.

Of course, there was no reaction from the idol.

"Hey, if you're really a god, come out! You're a god, you should know that I don't belong to this world!" Jia Zhengjin stretched out his hand and tapped the left foot of the idol, "As a god of one world, in order to protect the rules, you must destroy the invaders from another world! I'm here, come on!"

Still no response.

"Are you really a god?" Jia Zhengjin tapped the stone statue's foot again, "Hey, if you really exist, you will definitely be able to confirm my existence through the statue." After all, it is the medium through which faith is cohesive, and it is also the way for the gods to observe the world. Come out quickly, or I'll tear down your idol!"

Quiet looked up at the idol, but still didn't react at all.

Jia Zhengjin frowned and thought about it, climbed onto the statue and took out the stone spear, and attacked hard.

The stone statue is quite sturdy, probably because of the stone, and the delicate quality stone spear is unexpectedly impenetrable.

This is difficult for Jia Zhengjin, it is not good to deal with rock weapons, and there is no pressure on the stone pickaxe.

Use the materials of the virtual backpack to make a stone pickaxe: "If you don't come out again, I will destroy your stone statue!"

In the face of Jia Zhengjin's threat, there was still no response.

Just as Jia Zhengjin was about to make a move, destroy the stone statue, and force the gods to appear, the rapid cry of the mount eagle suddenly sounded outside.

He asked the eagle to wind on the roof, and someone must have entered the house.

Doesn't it mean that the people of the mountain tribe work during the day and only come back at night?

Jia Zhengjin hurriedly jumped down from the idol, looked left and right, and finally hid in a nearby bookshelf, burrowed between two adjacent books, and quietly observed through the gap.

It wasn't long before there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and the basement hatch was opened.

Then, a large creature pushed through the door.

It was a mountain clan, his expression was quite nervous, and he kept looking left and right after entering.

Jia Zhengjin didn't make a sound, and hid on the bookshelf to observe.

The mountain clan checked the entire basement room, and also walked through the bookshelf where Jia Zhengjin was several times, and finally did not find Jia Zhengjin hiding between the two books, and his expression seemed to relax: "It's okay! It seems that some nasty little thing inadvertently broke in to find food." I'm probably gone now, right? I'm going to have to get a few rat traps to break my basement door!"

Jia Zhengjin waited quietly, looking at the mountain clan through the gap.

After walking around a few times, the mountain tribe came to the stone statue and knelt down and bowed, with a very serious expression: "Great god, it will take 177 days for me to meet you......!

177 days? Jia Zhengjin secretly observed, wondering in his heart, what does this mean?

After the mountain clan got up, he quickly walked to the entrance of the basement, took something to repair the hole in the wooden hatch and the wooden door of the secret room inside, locked it tightly, and then came back, and began to rummage in the corner.

What the hell is he doing?

Looking at this giant secretly, Jia Zhengjin couldn't understand the other party's behavior at all.

I saw the huge mountain clan take out a strangely shaped dagger from the corner, turn around and place it at the foot of the idol.

He then left the basement and dragged an unknown animal in his tow shortly after.

For the mountain clan, that animal was about the size of a pet cat, countless times larger than Jia Zhengjin.

It resembles a bird, but it has no wings, and its body is covered with fluff instead of feathers. Anyway, it's weird, and it's dead!

The mountain tribe placed the corpse of this strange animal at the foot of the stone statue, and used a dagger to cut the neck of the corpse and bleed it, so that the blood fell on the strange marks at the foot of the stone statue.

The blood was quickly absorbed, and the marks flashed with an eerie red glow, fleeting.

The mountain clan tossed the body aside and lifted the sleeve of his left hand, revealing a very hideous arm covered in scars.

He slashed his dagger between the scars, dripping his own blood on the mark, and then bowed reverently: "Great gods! The energy of low-level creatures is far from sufficient, but I can only hunt for these! Please be patient, even if the energy is small, it can add up to a lot to wake you up!"

After finishing speaking, he knelt in front of the idol and bowed his head and recited the incantation for a long time, not knowing what it was, muttering like a mentally disturbed patient, completely ignoring the fact that his left hand was still bleeding.

This is simply the believer of the evil god in Jia Zhengjin's cognition, and the believers of the gods of the evil camp in the previous world are also similar to the act.

The mountain fanatic knelt in front of the idol for about forty minutes, and also recited strange incantations for more than forty minutes, until the strange symbol at the foot of the idol appeared red and shifted a position, then got up and bowed again, turned and left the basement.

Jia Zhengjin waited until the mountain clan left the basement and the footsteps disappeared in his ears, then he came out of the bookshelf, walked quickly to the stone statue, and looked down at the strange symbols that he hadn't noticed before.

Even with the characteristics of the goddess of knowledge, who shares the language and script of this world, it is still impossible to recognize what these characters mean.