A group of people walked in a hurry, and there were many horse-drawn carts carrying grain in the middle.

Everyone looked serious and didn't talk much along the way.

There are very few pedestrians on the mountain road, and even if you encounter a few, you are in a hurry to rush your way. Merchants are very sensitive to the order of the entire realm, and when they hear the wind and grass, they will choose to leave directly.

After walking for two hours, everyone walked into a hinterland around Daqingshan.

The terrain here is quite flat, and there is a small village called Xiaogang Village.

Xiaogang Village is the edge of the Daqing Mountain Boundary, and further west, the clouds and mist are shrouded, as if there is a wonderful layer of water waves, enveloping the entire space.

According to the locals, to the west is the boundary of the Okura Mountains where natural disasters have erupted, and to the west is the boundary of the Great Qi Kingdom, and to the south, there are 100,000 mountains that stretch for thousands of miles and are uninhabited. Daqingshan is nothing more than an ordinary peak of 100,000 mountains.

In order to accommodate these refugees, the vacant rooms in Xiaogang Village were forcibly requisitioned, but the number was still far from enough. The yamen had no choice but to mobilize manpower, and built many wooden huts outside the village, and spread some thatch inside, so that people could live there.

There are already some sloppily dressed refugees squatting inside, stunned and in a daze, and some good people are making porridge in the porridge shop.

"Lord Chen did this very well, the food was prepared in advance, and there was no chaos." Fang Yuhao thought secretly in his heart.

With the prosperity and heritage of Daqing Mountain, it is not too much of a problem to settle thousands of people.

Wow!

A cry suddenly came from not far away.

Looking back, a dirty woman was coaxing the child.

There was only one bowl of porridge per person, but the children were not full, and they were crying and crying. The mother's face was sad and she didn't know what to do.

The child is about two or three years old, just learning to speak, with a big head and a thin neck, skinny bones, faintly visible upper body ribs, only a pair of fluttering eyes, glowing with a hint of brilliance.

A few minutes later, probably tired from crying, he could only give up, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his head.

"Well, take it and eat it."

Fang Yuhao divided the buns in his bag with her, but he didn't dare to share more.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" The woman knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

Several big men around her, their Adam's apple was loose, staring at the bun in her hand, but they didn't dare to be presumptuous.

It was only after watching the two women finish their food that they stopped their naked greedy desires.

Fang Yuhao sighed in his heart.

"Dang!"

A gong sounded, and the ceremony of worshipping the mountain god officially began.

The three sacrifices for the sacrifice have already been prepared, and Li Mo, on behalf of the government, stands at the forefront, pays tribute and incense, bows and salutes, solemn and solemn, and meticulous.

"The husband's rites must be based on the sky, the food on the earth, and the ghosts and gods." This refers to the propriety, which is rooted in the heavens, given by heaven, and must be observed.

According to custom, this is a method of communicating with the "gods".

In this world, the mountain god is different from the city god, it is not biased towards humans. According to Fang Yuhao's guess, the mountain god is the collective will of all the beings in Daqing Mountain, so it can only be a neutral party.

As a neutral party, humanity must curry favor with it in order to be refuted.

Almost all the displaced people knelt down and prayed sincerely, after all, this kind of thing has to do with them. If the mountain gods don't take shelter, at night, all kinds of spirits will come.

Li Mo, who was standing at the forefront, was sweating slightly on his forehead, and it was the first time he had done this kind of work.

Fang Yuhao stood not far away, and he was not idle, constantly activating the "heart communication" ability to the statue!

In the dark, under all kinds of prayers, this statue seems to be full of life!

Fang Yuhao could feel that a huge idea was gradually forming in the statue.

Dangdang!

Dangdang!

The sound of gongs and drums shook the sky, and the surrounding horns and suona played more powerfully.

All kinds of unknown music are very local.

Here it comes!

Through psychic communication, Fang Yuhao saw a strange creature, about the size of a three-story house, probing into the invisible space.

Like a ...... Goat?!

Its eyes widened, as if it sensed Fang Yuhao's existence.

This was the first time Fang Yuhao had communicated with the "gods" of this world, his heartbeat increased slightly, and he couldn't help licking his dry lips.

Since it is a neutral party, there is nothing to be afraid of. It's really not good, and immediately disconnect the "spiritual communication" that is, there has never been a rumor that the mountain god cannibalized people in public.

“…… Hello. Fang Yuhao tried hard to show kindness.

Through psychic communication, it can be seen that it is snow-white, looks like a unicorn, has horns on its head, and has a mustache.

A...... Bai Ze?!

It's huge!

It's crawling on the big green hill like this!

The people around were still worshipping, Li Mo was reading something aloud, all kinds of classical Chinese, Fang Yuhao couldn't understand it.

Surprisingly, after the giant beast was vigilant at first, it also roared: "...... Hello! ”

This voice was very old, and it sounded directly from Fang Yuhao's heart, shaking his ears with a loud bang.

The other party has no substance, just a conversation on the spiritual level. There was no reaction from the people around.

"We implore your asylum. shelter these fleeing refugees......" Fang Yuhao said sincerely.

He was already certain that it would be impossible to gain spirituality by smashing the statue. The statue is just a symbolic thing.

If you can kill this powerful spirit body, it is a little possible.

But Bai Ze's life, according to ancient customs, can never be killed, "Bai Zetu" said: The sheep has a horn on the top, and the dragon is also killed.

Bai Ze is a mythical beast with a high status in ancient Chinese mythology, and it is an auspicious beast that makes people turn evil into good fortune. Besides, he, Fang Yuhao, didn't have the ability to fight against such a mountain-like behemoth now.

"We ...... Urge...... Your Bihu? Than these refugees ......"

The monster's eyes lit up, and he roared again.

The old voice echoed in my heart, and there was a little excitement.

Fang Yuhao was slightly sluggish, he couldn't understand what the situation was.

Could it be that this giant beast is talking to itself?

He gestured and said, "I'm Lao Fang, you're Bai Ze, and we're friends." ”

Bai Ze roared again: "I'm Lao Fang...... Are you in vain...... We...... Do**! ”

"We ...... Do**! "Maybe it's the first time I've spoken to someone, and it's getting more and more excited, and its eyes are flashing with frenzy.

The sound was extremely loud, Fang Yuhao felt that his head was buzzing, and his ears were about to be deafened. Even this voice can only be heard by himself.

"Can you say it a little more lightly?"

"Can you not be ashamed...... Say it mildly?! The voice was getting louder and louder.

Echoed in Fang Yuhao's mind, constantly echoing.

"Can you not be ashamed...... Say it mildly?! ”

"Can you not be ashamed...... Say it mildly?! ”

It kept repeating itself like crazy many times.