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Eight more snowfalls have fallen on the Great Wilderness Mountain, and it has been eight years since the Wilderness Thirteen first explored the town at the foot of the mountain.

An unnamed valley in the mountains, where the grass grows and the warbler flies, is full of greenery, but there is no trace here, but a smooth bluestone path is paved, which is quite surprising.

Along the winding stone road at the mouth of the valley, the valley does not get narrower, but becomes more open.

In the deepest part of the valley, there is a large lake, and the melted snow from the top of the mountain flows down into the lake in the valley, and the lake leans on the side of the mountain peak, and hangs a curtain of waterfall.

The mountains and snow, lakes and waterfalls, green trees and birds, make the scenery here like a fairyland.

There is a huge bluestone next to the lake, and the Wild Thirteen is sitting on it in a daze towards the opposite water curtain waterfall, with two broken jade pendants hanging on their chests.

The lake in front of me is the crater smashed out by the heart-shaped meteorite sixteen years ago, it was originally a blood lake, when one day the dark golden blood in the lake melted away, and completely became an ordinary pool of clear water.

Arazo crawled out of the lake......

Of course, these memories may have long been forgotten by him, and Arajusan has never been good at memorizing such useless trivial matters, but in recent years, there has been a kind of pain that has tormented him.

That pain is called hunger!

As an overlord on the periphery of the Great Barren Mountain, he commanded thousands of fierce beasts, but no matter how much he ate, he couldn't quench that hunger.

This strange hunger pang does not seem to be a craving, but a hollow that goes deep into the bone marrow and into the soul......

Eight years have passed, and at this time, the Wild Thirteen is even taller, almost two meters tall, and although the skeleton is huge, it is not as strong as when he was young, and there is a kind of skinny and skinny taste.

The black hair was like ink, still burning like a flame, and the face was like a knife, full of perseverance, and there was no youth that a sixteen-year-old boy should have.

Not far from the bluestone, a snow-white beast with crystal white fur looks like a dog but not a dog, like a bear but not a bear, and the snow-white beast is huge like a hill.

At this time, the strange beast was holding a thick tree trunk, and a whole bison was strung on the trunk, roasting on the fire, which was strange and abnormal.

The beast's big jewel-like eyes, with extraordinary agility, stared closely at the roasted meat on the trunk of the tree.

This snow-white beast is the rolling meat ball back then, and the little meat ball that was once kicked around by the Wild Thirteen has grown up.

When the bison was roasted, the beast quickly rushed to the side of the wild thirteen with the roasted meat, handed it over flatteringly, and cracked its mouth, it was indeed laughing.

Arazo fixed his eyes on the strange beast next to the bluestone, even if there was a huge stone sitting under his ass, the other party could still look at him at eye level.

The tall and strong body of the alien beast made a flash of envy in his eyes, and then there was inexplicable irritability.

Why did this useless, lazy creature have such a strong body?

Whoever takes big is beautiful, and the thousands of fierce beasts in the Great Barren Mountain are almost all judged by the size of their bodies, so "big" is a very, very powerful word in the hearts of the Thirteen Barren Mountains.

Because of his infinite disgust with the snow-white beast, he gave the other party a name with an "insulting" nature - Xiaobai!

Huang Thirteen snorted coldly, tore off a hind leg from the roast bison, a flash of reluctance flashed in Xiaobai's spiritual eyes, and then immediately escaped with the roast bison missing a hind leg.

Since the Wild Thirteen taught it how to cook food, Xiaobai's eating has become extremely violent and rough, and it has "Gaba Gaba" bite, swallowing meat and bones into its stomach.

This kind of violent and brutal eating method is enviable to see the absurdity.

After one man and one beast finished eating, Huang Thirteen jumped off the bluestone, reached into the lake with one hand, and took out a pitch-black long stick from the water, and the cold air was deep in his hand. The surface of the stick was uneven and slightly distorted, with blood-colored spots on it, like rust.

This long stick was brought out by him from the pool of blood, his closest companion, and his sharpest teeth, so it was called the reverse tooth.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong with his teeth, and after every fight, there is a strong smell of blood, which he doesn't like very much.

So whenever he ran out of teeth, he would throw them into the lake to soak them to wash away the smell of blood.

Putting the back teeth on his back, the barren thirteen strode towards the outside of the valley, Xiao Bai blinked behind him, and quietly followed, his strong body like a hill was actually light.

Today is a special day, and the stupid two-legged creatures at the foot of the mountain hold a grand sacrifice to the mountain god every year on this day.

He wanted to go to see the excitement and enjoy the variety of sacrifices by the way.

Walking out of the warm valley, the mountains and forests outside were immediately depressed, and the Great Wilderness Mountain had entered autumn.

It is said that in other places, when autumn is crisp, it is the hunting season when the beasts are strong and the fish are fat. At this time, the Great Barren Mountain is also a time for hunting, but the difference is that it is a hunt for humans by fierce beasts.

Because this place is located on the border of the snow country, the population is already sparse, and the thousands of fierce beasts in the Great Wilderness Mountain make the offensive and defensive situation here completely reversed.

The beasts are in full energy in autumn and are about to enter the long snow season, so it is a big question mark whether they will survive until the beginning of spring tomorrow.

So it's really unreasonable not to rush out of the mountains and go to the plains below to wreak havoc!

Of course, this is limited to the fierce beasts on the periphery of the Great Wilderness Mountain, but just the ferocious beasts on the periphery are enough to bring endless disasters to the two-legged creatures under the mountain.

For countless years, every autumn, the mountain people under the Great Wilderness Mountain have to experience this kind of baptism of pain.

However, in recent years, things have changed, and every time the Endless Beast rushes out of the Great Wilderness Mountain, there will always be a long roar that pierces the night sky, and then the beast tide will quickly recede.

It is difficult for the mountaineers at the foot of the mountain to explain this inexplicable luck, where did the roar under the moon that brought blessing come from?

Until someone found the word "mountain god" from the drama of the county seat, so everyone's doubts found an outlet, turned into endless piety, and dedicated to the so-called "mountain god".

This is the origin of the mountain god sacrifice.

Wild Thirteen stood on top of a peak in the outermost part of the Great Wilderness Mountain, and looked down at the foot of him, a valley that was not very long, with rocks rolling and overgrown with weeds, far worse than his valley.

However, this nameless valley is the only way to enter and exit the Great Wilderness Mountain within a radius of several hundred miles.

On the flat slope of the hill adjacent to the mouth of the valley, a huge stone house was built, which was called the "Mountain Temple".

The stone house does not have any characteristics, compared to the stone house in the town under the mountain, it is just taller, after all, the most important thing in the Great Wilderness Mountain is stone, and the most important thing for the mountain people is strength.

It was already noon, and the mountain people at the foot of the Great Wilderness Mountain had already gathered in front of the mountain temple, black and oppressive, but it was unusually quiet, and even the most naughty children stood peacefully beside the adults.

And from a distance, there are still figures in the distance who keep coming, merging into the crowd in front of the mountain temple.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Arajusan pursed his lips sarcastically, but there was excitement between his eyebrows.

The sacrifice finally began, and I don't know where the rules and rituals came from, an old man with a white beard walked out of the crowd on crutches.

"Welcome to the gods....... The old man looked around for a moment, nodded with satisfaction, and roared out with his neck in his face.

Dozens of young ladies walked out of the crowd, dressed in the brightest clothes, with all kinds of colorful feathers on their heads, and began to dance in front of the mountain temple.

Even a woman, at the foot of this great wilderness mountain, the dancing posture is rough and abnormal.

From time to time, he turned his head and beat his drumming chest, attracting bursts of applause from the people around him.

I don't know how long I sang and danced like this, and finally came to the second stage of the sacrificial ceremony.

"Sacrificial ......"

Cows, sheep, pigs, all three animals, all of which were cooked and browned, were carried into the mountain temple by several naked strong men.

At first, the offerings were all raw food, but the next day the mountain people found a fire in the mountain temple, and only then did they learn that their mountain god grandfather also liked to eat cooked food.

The offering placed in the middle was a huge pottery vat, and Arajusan and Xiaobai, who were standing on the top of the mountain, looked at the pottery vat and licked their lips.

After the "sacrifice" was over, it was the "sending god", and under the leadership of the old man who presided over the ceremony, the crowd of black oppressors knelt down.

As the old man cried out, the crying continued for a long time.

This is what Arazo hates the most, so he flew up, and a boulder the size of a millstone was kicked out by him, and it smashed in front of the crowd, splashing a cloud of dust and smoke.

"Grandpa Yamagami left ......"

"This year's beast tide will pass peacefully......"

The old man slammed his head, got up from the ground, and danced with his hands in a frenzied manner.

After a period of celebration, it was already dusk, and the sacrifice finally came to an end, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

"A-Niang, Grandpa the Mountain God will protect us, right?" asked a little girl with her head tilted.

The woman stroked her daughter's head, "Of course, as long as we are pious in our hearts, we will definitely be blessed by the mountain gods." ”

When the tranquility was restored at the foot of the mountain, Arajusan smacked his mouth, although this so-called sacrifice was a bit chaotic, but he was still very satisfied.

I am satisfied with the piety of the ignorant mountain people, and I am also satisfied with the fact that this kind of sacrificial activity is becoming more and more lively year by year.

Stepping on the last rays of the sunset, Arajusan pushed open the gate of the mountain temple, and the huge stone house was extremely spacious, and it looked a little empty because there were not many furnishings.

The sacrifice was placed on a large wooden table, and behind the sacrifice was a milky white jade that shimmered with a white light.

When this piece of jade was first mined, it caused quite a stir, and the mountain people easily thought that this beautiful jade was the incarnation of the mountain god grandfather.

Mountain God.... Mountain God.... Of course, the mountain is stone......

On top of the milky white jade, there is a wooden plaque with the words "Mountain Temple" written on it.

This should be the most precious thing in the mountain temple, which was carved by the mountain people of the town who went to the county seat hundreds of miles away and spent a lot of money to hire people.

It's not that there are no carpenters in the town, but that there are hundreds of thousands of mountain people under the Great Wilderness Mountain, and none of them are literate.

For mountain people, the rural slang is enough to communicate, and as for the words created by the late Prime Minister Wen Qugong, the complex structure that can break people's heads, it is better to save it!

It is better to sow more barley seeds in the fields and pray for more harvests before the snow season comes.

Xiaobai rushed out from behind Arajusan and came to the long table where the sacrifices were placed, picked up the pottery vat, and returned to Arasan with a grin.

Huang 13 took the clay jar handed by Xiaobai, knocked on the mud seal at the mouth of the cylinder, and took a deep breath greedily with his nose to the mouth of the cylinder, and his cold and indifferent eyes were a little confused.

Yes...... The barley wine in the town is getting more and more mellow......