Chapter 8: Laying a Trap
"Don't the judges of Si Tianjian know about this?" Lu Gong was extremely puzzled in his heart. If you allow the wild cultivators to act wantonly, isn't that a great damage to Shinto?
"What if you know? The existence of Ye Xiu, Si Tianjian is the default. In the final analysis, it is also a check and balance. Put an end to the ...... of some gods doing mischief"
In this regard, Lu Gong is understandable. The existence of such people can be said to meet some of the demands of ordinary people.
"According to the law, there is no fornication between the gods and the nos. But in the past few decades, which god has some unclear relationship with these wild cultivators? Not to mention anything else, there is a fortune teller next to the city god, within a radius of a hundred miles, which god mentions his name, and does not shake a few times? ”
Lu Gong didn't expect that even Shinto was so complicated, not even simpler than the relationship between people.
Especially this kind of existence, which is known as wild cultivation, makes him secretly scruple in his heart.
Chenghuang maintained his position by raising some thugs and wild cultivators, suppressing and exploiting other gods, which is not fundamentally different from officialdom.
The land talked a lot, and finally helplessly touched the branch in his hand, and sighed: "What's the use of talking to you elm pimple about this?" We, the little gods who have no relationship background, have always been precarious, and even if they suddenly disappear one day, no one will care. ”
At this, he lowered his head in annoyance.
If it weren't for Lu Gong's sudden appearance, he would probably still be struggling with fifty offering coins now. And even if you get through this, so what?
As long as the City God is still in that position, the gods of this land will never be able to turn over.
Unexpectedly, because of the matter of the mountain god, it led to so many questions, and Lu Gong sighed incomparably in his heart.
However, after hearing this, Lu Gong admired the old man's back more and more.
He could have done what Chenghuang asked him to do and find a stable one. But for the sake of responsibility, he dared to confront Chenghuang head-on for decades, even if he fell into a shattered godhead, he did not regret it if he was in pain, which shows his character.
"If you have the opportunity in the future, you must help the mountain god predecessor reshape the godhead and help him rebuild the mountain temple." Lu Gong secretly made a decision in his heart.
Seeing that the east had begun to turn white, Lu Gong listened to the snoring of several villagers in his ears, couldn't help but wake up, and hurriedly said: "Let's hurry up and arrange, if we don't dream, they will wake up." ”
The land suddenly jumped up from the altar, and after a while, the figure gradually blurred, until finally disappeared into the small temple.
After a long time, his figure reappeared, lying on the altar tiredly, and complained: "I'm tired of me." ”
"How? Is it arranged? Lu Gong asked.
The villain gave him a blank look. "Master, can you still rest assured?"
As he spoke, the big man woke up with his eyes open, strode to the Land Temple and knelt down. "Thanks to the land public trust, the disciple will definitely do it."
He woke up the other two and began to plan.
In less than half a day, dozens of strong men gathered at the edge of the woods, all kinds of tools in their hands clanging.
Several trenches were dug overnight, and after the traps were laid, some dead branches and leaves were covered, and then covered with snow, and the traps were completed.
Wild boars have a very sensitive sense of smell and great strength. According to Lu Gong's arrangement, only three night watchmen remained, and the other adult men were on standby from a distance in case of accidents.
I have to say that after the last dream, the villagers of Xiaokan Village now have more trust in this land god, and they have implemented almost all of Lu Gong's arrangements very well.
It's just that from their faces, Lu Gong can still see some disbelief and worry.
I don't believe that the gods can really solve their problems many times in their dreams for their livelihood. This has never happened in the future.
Worryingly, many villages have been ravaged by wild boars, and those mountain overlords are fierce.
Two or three heads may be able to drive them away, but if they come to a group, it is really uncertain whether they can get it.
The land god is more worried than the villagers. The next day, he didn't even close his eyes all night, staring at the trap, muttering a few words from time to time, nothing more than some: "Can these ditches trap those fools?" "Don't hurt people." "Why haven't you come yet?"
Lu Gong had already become accustomed to his cautiousness, and after listening to it too much, he couldn't help but persuade: "I saw that when the mountain god seniors said this, they were still relatively sure, let's just wait." ”
"If it fails, this wild vegetable will also be ruined, not to mention that the wild boar meat has not been eaten, and even the vegetarian will be gone." The land god is still worried.
In fact, what he was really worried about was that if he offended the wild boar essence because of this, it would really outweigh the losses.
What if even your own small temple is arched at that time?
"Now it's useless for you to regret it." Lu Gong tried his best to dispel his concerns.
As he was talking, the mountains and forests in the distance trembled, and Lu Gong's spirits lifted. "It seems to be coming."
The land god jumped up and sank into the clay sculpture, obviously not wanting to face these directly, or in his heart, he wanted to leave himself clean.
"Sure enough!" A big man suddenly got up, clenched the steel fork in his hand, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
"It's really here, thanks to the father-in-law of the land." The big man with his chest bare knelt down at the gate of the temple.
The other man next to him whistled and put the people in the distance on guard, if this trap could not trap the wild boar, then there must be a fierce battle next.
The sound of vibration was getting closer and closer, and soon the surrounding snow was directly pushed away by a black and oppressive figure.
When a dozen wild boars rushed out of the depths of the woods and saw the tender green vegetable seedlings not far away, they were all crazy.
For the few villagers on duty not far away, they didn't pay attention to it at all.
With a roar, they rushed towards the wild vegetable garden.
Lu Gong clearly felt the vibration of the ground, and not far in front of him, the three men clenched their fists even more, and their foreheads were sweating.
They thought that there would only be three or two heads, but who knew that there would be twenty smaller ones all at once. Looking at the wild boars like calves, their feet couldn't help but start to tremble.
"Poof......
"Smack......
"Whoa......
The boar that rushed to the front suddenly stopped its massive size, apparently sensing the danger in front of it.
He braked sharply, and two huge pig's trotters rose up like angry horses, and let out a warning roar.
However, the next moment, a group of huge fools rushed directly at it, pushing it into the trap in front of it.
There was chaos outside the woods.
In a few breaths, five or six wild boars had already fallen directly into the trench. They were greeted by sharp objects that had already been arranged.
The sharp trunks of the arm-long trees plunged directly into their bodies, and some wild boars could even continue to pounce, slamming into the trenches and screaming repeatedly.