Okay, what's the matter, what can he throw around? Throw it away, it's self-serving, anyway, it's himself inside. Miss Liu became more and more impatient, urging them to leave quickly.

Listening to them go away, I sprinkled the dragon skin Tai Sui on my knees, I felt quite comfortable, and the sharp pain was relieved little by little in an instant, and then I touched the paper, it was a small thin piece, I didn't know what it was for, and I wanted to look at the pitiful light under the crack in the door, but I was almost blinded, and I didn't see anything strange about it.

I can't help it, just put it with me first, I'll take that thing in my arms.

It was at this time that I felt a urge to urinate.

So I ran outside and shouted: Is there a toilet here?

No one paid attention to me outside at first, and my shouting voice was about to smoke, and only then did someone impatiently say: You won't find it yourself?

The cells are well equipped and there are toilets.

I had to run over there to touch it, but I didn't light it up, and I couldn't see anything clearly with the little light in the crack of the door, so I slammed the door.

While thinking about it, I felt that when I arrived at a place with water vapor, it was probably a toilet.

Just thinking about the past, I tripped under my feet before I could think about it, and I fell over with a stumble - if my body was called normal, I could have reacted, but now my knee injury is not all healed, and I fell on all fours.

This knocked me down, my brain turned white, and before I could react, I heard a click.

What's moving? Something like I've crushed - don't my bladder burst it? No, I was suddenly excited.

, soul bottle!

I subconsciously touched the soul bottle, and sure enough, I touched the broken ballast in my hand!

It's a dog, it's over, it's broken!

That's the stuff in there

At this moment, I heard a sigh very clearly—very close to me, as if a person was at my ear!

The contents are out!

I immediately became a spirit, and immediately said: Who are you?

The voice sighed again.

I subconsciously touched it back, but I couldn't touch anything.

It was a strange feeling, I could feel something behind me, but I couldn't find any trace of it.

I swallowed my saliva to calm down, and then said: I don't know, which way is the immortal? I didn't mean to

Never mind. A soft voice rang out: Anyway, no one remembers me.

Talk!

This is the first time I've come into direct contact with a god, right?

This voice can't actually distinguish between men and women—it feels like it's coming directly to my head, and the legendary oracle seems to be like this.

What are you arguing about? At this time, the gatekeeper outside heard it, and shouted at me: It's not honest to lock it up, don't think that you can still be the same as before, relying on Xi Tianshi to be powerful, to tell you the truth, those who have entered our Tianzi number have not been able to get out, I advise you to get acquainted with each other, don't move any fancy intestines!

You're pretty broad.

In order to avoid trouble, I lowered my voice: I don't know, what do you call it?

I used to live in the mountains, and I don't remember the name of that mountain.

He should be very weak now.

What happens to the gods when they come out of the bottle? I don't know the bottom of my heart.

The hairy leg is just preventing the soul bottle from being broken, and I'm good - it's the opposite.

This deity has come out, what should I do? I don't know the bottom of my heart.

But no matter what, I've got to do something.

I see, I accosted me and said, "You're a mountain god, right?" I've heard of it - your priesthood, usually in the mountains, protects hunters or something

Not only the hunter, but the soft voice said: There are many people living on the mountain, including medicine farmers, foot traders, woodcutters, and many more. There are a lot of strange things on the mountain, mountain demons and foxes, and I also protect them. I would like to see harmony, and I would like to be on my mountain, where everyone is happy.

I don't remember the name of the mountain, but I remember my people and my work so clearly.

Well, you must be competent! I then asked, "But how did you get into the Soul Bottle?"

He was silent for a long time.

I suspiciously asked about the more heart-wrenching part, and I was about to take it back: It's okay if you don't like to say it

No, I'm just wondering where to start. This soft voice then said: Then let's start from the beginning, my memory is getting worse and worse, and if I don't talk about it, I will probably forget it all.

Okay, please, we have time anyway.

I have time, and I hope this deity is too.

My temple is not big, just halfway up the mountainside, the people will send me sacrifices every fifteenth day of the new year, I like the white flour dim sum of red bean paste, which is made like a rabbit, and the women cut out their ears with scissors, which is very fragrant.

The people didn't have much money, but they were content and happy, and they couldn't afford to buy props for the dragon and lion dance, so they held the leaves of the trees to perform, and they were also very happy. His voice was very nostalgic: I love to watch it. Every year when it comes to the birthday of the mountain god - in fact, it is not my birthday, but the day of hunting in the mountains on the first day of spring, and they press on me for good luck, of course, I don't care about this - they will come to dance, and the adults and children laugh very happily. I will also cheer up, protect their safety for a year, and adjust the location of the mountain demon fox to travel, so that the two parties are staggered from each other.

No matter how you listen to it, he is also a good mountain god.

After many years like this, one day a very strange thing came to my mountain, eating people.

The thing took a fancy to my mountain and wanted to eat my people, so I wounded him—the stronger the faith we get from mortals, the greater the power. That thing is powerful, but I can deal with him.

That thing knew that as long as I was there, it couldn't beat the idea of this mountain, so it came up with a way. Dressed as a fortune teller, he stood at the foot of the mountain and told people that the mountain god here was actually a monster and a cannibal.

The people didn't believe it, but there was a good way for it, and it secretly followed the people who came down the mountain, and ate it outside the mountain—I couldn't reach it outside the mountain—and left the clothes of the dead, and made money, and asked the living to bury them behind the mountain temple, and when the living came to get the money, they ate again, and then found another person to bury them. Several times, a lot of dead people's things were stored in the area behind the mountain temple.

Later, the people on the mountain finally realized that many people had indeed died, and they began to be afraid—everyone was afraid, and the next one to disappear was himself. At this time, the strange thing continued to come out and preach that it was indeed eaten by the mountain god you trusted, and that he had proof that you would not believe it, and you should go up to the back of the mountain temple and take a look.

The people dug up the clothes, and their faces were so frightened that no one came to the mountain temple again, let alone a dragon and lion dance with leaves, and there were no red beans and white rabbits. I have lost the faith of my people, and my power is getting weaker and weaker. The strange thing was so happy that it began to be able to go up to the bottom of the mountain to eat people, and then, when it was able to go up the mountain to eat people, it ate a lot of people.

My heart tugged at once, this is really a sad story, but this soft voice is like talking about other people's things, and the clouds are light.

But it feels like it's a vicissitudes of life.

More and more people died, and the people became more and more afraid of me, and they began to smash the mountain temple, and destroyed my idols, and I used to dream for them, but unfortunately, when they woke up, they still didn't believe it, and they felt that seeing is believing—the clothes buried at the foot of the mountain temple are believing.

Later, that strange thing also entered the temple of the mountain, sat on the threshold and laughed at me, asking me what I could do as a god? No matter how loyal you are, it is not suspected by these foolish people and you end up like this, but it is better to give up your identity as a god and become a monster. Like him, he would rather me bear others than let others bear me.

This monster is also too short to beat - Grandpa Lei didn't split this thing?

I saw it and was delighted.

Glad? Why would you be happy?

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