Chapter 270: God's Story

The carriage did not stop at Quyan City, and after passing through Quyan, it headed all the way to the west.

When they arrived at the grassland at the junction of Quyan and Wushi, the people sent by Yunyi to inquire about the news returned. "Lord!"

"Say it."

"One of the four guards of Batuli. Lu Tu! ”

"It's him!" Almost at the same time as hearing these two words, Lu Chaotian turned over and jumped off the horse and ran in front of Yun Yi, "It's him, it's him!" Tutu, Tutu ......"

Lu Chaotian's eyes were full of expectation: "How is he?" The four guards, should be doing well? He seemed to ask, as if he muttered.

"According to the news, on October 16, Batuli returned to the Witch Temple to pray for blessings, and if you want to see it, that day is the best opportunity."

The Witch Temple, the residence of the Witch God of Yanxi, cannot bring guards to pray in the Witch Temple, let alone bring weapons. So on that day, the journey should have been waiting outside the temple. They can create an opportunity for the two of them to meet.

"But in that case, you'll have to change direction now." Yun Yi explained, "To get to the Witch God Temple from here, you need to go north. "And they went back to the royal court to the west.

"Yunyi, go to the Witch God Temple." There was a sound of flowers burning in the carriage.

Qianmo They wanted to refuse, they didn't want to involve Hua Zhuo. There are things hidden behind him on the way, and it is inconvenient for him to participate.

"It's okay!" Hua Zhuo spoke again, and they no longer refused. After all, except for Lu Tutu himself, other things were between Yan Xi and Da Yan, as well as between him and Murong Junyi, and it was inconvenient for them to say more.

The itinerary was determined, and everyone did not delay, immediately changed directions, and significantly accelerated the speed. It would take two days to get to the Witch Temple, and today is the thirteenth of October, so there is just enough time left for them.

Shortly after the group disappeared into the grassland, a piece of news was sent into a house with a rugged exterior and a quaint interior.

"King, the lord and his party have gone north."

The person sitting on the main seat, dressed in coarse cotton clothes, had loose hair tied into several small braids with gray and dark silk threads: "Well, look at it from a distance." ”

"Yes!"

After running all the way, the group finally arrived at the Wushen Temple in the early morning of the fifteenth, a magnificent temple located between Yiqu and Qishan.

Unlike other buildings in Yanxi, the Wushen Temple sits on a peak in Qishan. From a distance, the black wooden structure of the temple is majestic and majestic. The delicate warped eaves and roof show its status. The mountain, which seemed to be nearly a thousand feet high, became a magnificent pillar that pushed it like a cloud.

"The Witch Temple has been around for more than a thousand years, and there are only a few scattered records that tell its magical story." Mu Zhiqing looked at the temple in the distance and said, "Legend has it that the land of Yanxi used to be a wasteland, just like the current Nine Shadows Swamp, all of which were shrouded in poisonous miasma.

"Later, there was a powerful power who cast a spell that reached the sky, and drove the miasma of the entire land of Yanxi to one place, so that the land of Yanxi could be born and continue life."

“…… That place, it can't be the Nine Shadows Swamp, right? ”

Mu Zhiqing smiled: "It seems like this, Flower Lord, right?" ”

Hua Zhuo had already stepped out of the carriage at this time and stood side by side with them: "Yanxi's ancestor once asked which god of heaven had descended from that great power?" At that time, the great power only replied with one word: Wu! ”

As a result, the witch god became the god believed by the Yanxi people. Because of him, the whole Yanxi can survive and live.

The story of God is always filled with incredible legends, and once he becomes a belief in people's hearts, it is not dissolved in being slandered and tarnished.

For example, since the witch god has already cast a spell to drive away the miasma, why not let the water and soil on Yanxi's side be better. Along the way, they did see the difficult natural environment of Yanxi, and also felt the difficulties of the life of the people in Yanxi.

The group settled in the Protector Ridge, because of the Witch Temple, this small mountain range was built into a small city. The most is the inn, the witch temple is too high, and ordinary people need a day's work just to go up and down the mountain. So many people will settle a day early.

When they saw the bear's paws and lynx meat brought by the shopkeeper, except for Hua Zhuo and Yun Yi, everyone else twitched the corners of their mouths.

"This is the characteristic here, I'm afraid it's the only place here if you go all over Yanxi." Hua Zhuo smiled and gave Mu Zhiqing a piece first, and the natural movements like clouds and rivers made Mu Zhiqing blush slightly, and the eyes of the people at the table were full of knowing eyes.

However, Mu Zhiqing didn't squirm, and after thanking her softly, she also gave Qinglian a chopstick: "Sister Lian try it." "As for Qian Scarlet Moon, naturally Qianmo will help with it.

"Brother Hua doesn't have it either?" Qian Scarlet Moon was curious, no matter how he said it, he was also the Lord of Yanxi.

"Hehehe...... Hua Zhuo laughed, "The Hua family has it." ”

Yun Yi, who was standing behind, heard this, and he was almost expressionless all the way, and he also made a big red face: "Ahem, there are no mountains in the extreme west." ”

Hua Zhuo waved his hand, signaling him not to mind: "You have also seen along the way, compared to other state capitals, the environment in Yanxi is too harsh. ”

Qishan has been calculated here, how many mountains are there, so that the people here can rely on the mountains to eat the mountains.

"Yiqu and Qishan are the two relatively wealthy tribes in the eight countries of Yanxi." Hua Zhuo, as a landlord, introduced them to some things that Mu Zhiqing had never heard of.

"There are very few people in Qishan, and they are scattered, scattered in all corners of the mountain. Before the current King of Qishan, Qishan had always been the weakest of the Eight Kingdoms. I was bullied all the time. Although the people of Qishan have a better life than other countries, they are not stable. From time to time, someone will come up to fight the autumn wind.

"But after Gongsun Chu took over the king of Qishan, the people of Qishan completely got rid of this predicament."

"This person is strong?"

"Hehe, it's strong." Hua Zhuo said with a smile, "Gongsun Chu is good at the Five Elements Counting Technique, and the entire Qishan region has been arranged by him. If ordinary people want to break in, they almost have no return. Therefore, although there are few people in Qishan, other tribes never dare to act rashly. ”

"So other people don't dare to go to Qishan to catch game?" Qian Scarlet Moon has a meaning in his words.

Hua Zhuo smiled and nodded: "Yes, therefore, it is possible to eat these mountain delicacies in Qishan." Saying that, he gave Mu Zhiqing another chopstick, "It's very fresh, eat more, it's a rare opportunity." ”

"Hmm!" Mu Zhiqing answered softly, hesitated, or gave him a chopstick of mushrooms, and then quickly lowered his head and ate it.

Hua Zhuo looked at the mushrooms in the bowl, his eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he didn't say much, just picked up the chopsticks and ate them in one bite.

The other people at the table watched the two go back and forth and laughed silently.