In the verdant mountain forest, from time to time, towering giant trees collapsed, and the flying mud waves rushed towards the depths of the mountain forest.

"You have a grudge!"

Sitting sideways on a fluffy cat blanket, Zhang Ke, who was touching the head of the big cat, said with a chuckle.

"How dare you!"

"Don't dare? That's not there yet? ”

Zhang Ke's understatement made the mountain monarch who sat down freeze violently.

This. How could this tone of speech be the same as when the tiger girls in the house were looking for trouble.

Bitter also!

Finally, because there was no cannibalism, he escaped a small life from the fingers of this killing god, and took the initiative to use his familiarity with the surrounding mountains and the doorway of carrying people over the mountains to think that he had exposed the matter, but who would have thought that this killing god still wanted to unload the grind and kill the tiger.

Don't you just want to concoct yourself, okay, okay, I've lived enough for so long, and I've fed the dog with this body of flesh and skin.

Thinking so, Shanjun sat down directly, revealing his furry belly, and his amber eyes looked helplessly and helplessly at the sky above his head.

It's a pity that after so many years of roaring mountains and forests, I haven't lived a few days arbitrarily by cultivating to strengthen my body and consolidate my territory.

Look at those who are at ease, there are countless little demons under their command, there are groups of ghosts, and the tiger wife and fox concubine on the side of the warbler Yanyan are so uncomfortable.

Pity yourself, there is only one tigress in the cave, but she is delicate, but she has a domineering temperament and is not good

Zhang Ke looked at the limp cat cake, listened attentively, and after a while, nodded clearly:

"Since the elders of your family came to persuade you, and I thought that you were immersed in cultivation and did not associate with demons, I will spare you this time!"

"But my good deeds cannot be the root of your evil, and if someone dies in your mouth in the future, and becomes a ghost, then I will come again to end the cause of today."

"Remember, my name is You, You of Yanbu Jiuli!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ke was held up by an auspicious cloud, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Behind him, the mountain monarch who had already been rotten silently recalled those words, got up for a long time and bowed in the direction where Zhang Ke left, and then looked for the west and bowed his head.

After a long time, he slowly got up.

In the next moment, it turned into a violent wind and swept away, and there was a commotion in the mountains where wolves rushed and pigs suddenly roared.

Ran straight to the door of his own cave, then he gasped and eased up, and after waiting for a while to lick the hair on his body neatly, and soothe the agitated heart, he cautiously walked to the cave deep in the dense forest.

But Shan Jun never thought that as soon as he crossed the dense bushes and walked to the flat place in front of the cave, he saw a figure wearing a white fur coat standing at the entrance of the cave.

When the latter saw the yellow and black coat, he instantly turned into a wisp of breeze and rushed into Shanjun's arms, and at the same time, the pair of delicate fists smashed on Shanjun's skull again and again, and the big cat in pain trembled: "You unlucky, you have nothing to do to go out and hang out, if it weren't for the elders in the family who had some dealings with him, you would have died!" ”

"Probably not, right?"

The big cat spat out in confusion.

Although it was quite frightened just now, but in fact, that person did have a strange temper, but his face was also good, at least he didn't attack it except for the embarrassment of words, and it was not half a star worse than the group of Terran strongmen in Kyushu.

The latter is called real barbarism, and without saying a word, killing abounds at every turn.

Of course, there is no right or wrong way to survive and hunt, and winning or losing is the eternal tradition of this ancient land.

And it is precisely because of how fierce the competition is in the widely distributed areas of the human race, and because its own mothers have the idea of pregnancy, it will hide in this deep mountain with its family and be a remote mountain king.

But when God gives one thing, it will inevitably take away another.

The higher the nature of one's life, the more difficult it is to reproduce.

It is already difficult for a big demon like Shanjun to give birth to an heir, not to mention that the bloodline of his family is a prince of the tiger, and the already weak and pitiful probability has been directly reduced to an extreme.

At least from the land of the four wars in the Central Plains, it has been 500 years since it moved to this barren mountain range.

The slender abdomen has not moved much, and this has also caused the mountain monarch to work day and night, and it is inevitable that he will be a little dizzy during the day, and today he is not angry and collided with the fierce god for this reason.

"Not dangerous? That's you, less you! ”

"Yes, I forgot that this fool was just a wild tiger before Kaizhi, and where did I know this, that is, I look like a Peugeot, if it weren't for that, how could I have been obsessed with letting you succeed!"

The beautiful man ignored the behemoth who roared and smirked under him, and admonished: "I don't want to say much about him, but I can't stay here, quickly clean up with me, and quickly go back to my mother's house to find my father for refuge, otherwise it will be two days late, and I am afraid that something will happen!" ”

Seeing her stupid tiger's confused appearance, the gorgeous-looking woman grabbed the drooping tiger ear.

In this way, a fierce spirit of the mountain monarch immediately laughed and went into the cave to get busy.

Behind him, the beauty who fell to the ground like a fallen leaf sighed softly, and her eyes turned to the mountains in front of her.

Woe?

If it's really a disaster, then it's good, but I'm afraid it's not just a disaster.

She is a woman's family, and she doesn't know these flies and dogs, but one thing is absolutely clear:

Whether it's wild or Kyushu, but where Shaoyou is, it will be a bloody storm.

I don't know if there is a plague in this world, and he dares to provoke this, it is really: eventful!

Born bloody, the earth dragon raised its head.

Even if Zhang Ke is not good at divination, he can still analyze a few words from the hidden visions between heaven and earth.

And as we all know, even the stupid (crossed out) Shaoyou can see the reason, even if it doesn't break out, it's already a state that is known to the whole world.

The invitation from Xia Qi in his arms couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if he wanted to come out to show his presence, but a layer of scarlet aura always covered it, so that the abnormal movement of the invitation remained at a level of itching from the beginning to the end, that is, there was movement, but not much, let alone what it showed.

And after repeated attempts a few times, it has not been possible.

The invitation, or rather the one it represents, has also given up on perseverance.

"Whew!"

Seeing this, Zhang Ke sneered.

For him, it is not a small number of times that he is invited to solve problems, but when did he go through the whole process according to the standards of the client's needs?

The friendship with the barbarian kings is friendship, but with Qi, it is really not that familiar.

Even the emperors of the Heavenly Court didn't think much about it, let alone an unfamiliar uncle?

It's polite to be invited, but whether you follow the framework set by the victim is another matter, so it can be said that Zhang Ke is a villain, but he has never denied anything because of this, anyway, if you have the ability, you can come to find it in person, no? Then give me a wait

In this way, Zhang Ke, who solved this little accident, continued to drive the auspicious clouds on this land of Kyushu that had just been split from the wilderness.

From the occasional dense mountain forests to the mountains with gradually peaks and peaks, wisps of miasma gradually appeared in Zhang Ke's field of vision, adding a yin poison to the already humid air.

From an environmental point of view, should the area he is currently in be the southern tip of Kyushu, or more accurately the southwest corner?

Reading through the leylines can obviously obtain more and more detailed conditions, but the Xia Dynasty Heavenly Court does not yet exist, and Zhang Ke's seal letter cannot exert the corresponding effect in this barbaric era, and forcibly seizing it will offend the local sacredness, which is irrational.

In fact, whether it is sacred, demons, or even the human race itself, Zhang Ke has only one standard for them.

Those who have not crossed the red line can communicate and talk, but those who cross the red line will only die here for him!

As for the creatures of the outer lands, that is another set of judging criteria: if they are not of our race, their hearts will be different, and there will be no obstacles in the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood

After the unexpected raid of the Mountain Monarch, Zhang Ke, who tore apart the blurred boundaries of the supernatural powers, did not use the fetal transformation to modify it, although it looked pretty good because of the small size, but in the view of the intelligent creatures, it was like a bright moon in the sky, extremely conspicuous!

The tyrannical killing intent precipitated by the sea of corpses and blood was enough for all the guys to weigh their own weight before they started.

But unfortunately, within a quarter of an hour's effort, he swept at least hundreds of thousands of miles of land, and even the miasma under his feet turned from light to thick, and the land gradually turned a pale red color, but he never found an evil god of sufficient weight.

This didn't quite match the dungeon's description, and he was slightly disappointed.

Although he didn't dare to ask for something like Yingzhao and Bi Fang, but at least like Zhu Qian, roe deer owls and the like can always meet one or two, right?

The big demon or something is no longer within the scope of his attack, let alone killing, even if it is used to make food, he doesn't think this is a bit of meat and ribs.

And the fire burns the mountains and forests. Not to mention that this is a more primitive and important timeline in Kyushu, and it is worth thinking about what he set fire to burn.

He was not a teacher, he had the power to ignore the rules, and the large tribe as the basis for tyranny, and the Shaoyou tribe was still developing like a seedling, and he himself was stared at by many eyes from the wilderness.

Although there is a dragon king and others as a barrier, the premise that the old antiques do not cross is that he also has to abide by certain rules.

He does not kill indiscriminately with the barbarians in Kyushu, which is a tacit agreement that both sides abide by.

And right now here. I can't say that there are none, but most of them have been decapitated and hung on the facades of some of the villages he passes.

'Is it true that you have to go to Yuzhou first?' ’

Just as Zhang Ke was thinking this, his slightly confused eyes suddenly lit up, and his dark red pupils instantly became bright red and bright.

While Zhang Ke was galloping, a group of "gods" dressed in fancy clothes and smeared with special grease on their faces were slowly marching out of the village road in a burst of gongs and drums.

At the end of the procession, two burly old men stood there like a hill and looked solemnly at the team that was going to wander the gods.

"Tree, aren't you optimistic about this festival?"

Listening to the inquiry of his friend Teng beside him, the latter nodded silently: "Ji Qi's temperament is too irritable, and among the tribes, those who are dissatisfied with his throne are even more like mountains and seas.

I don't care who wins or who loses, but they are so draining the vitality of my human race, and you only burrow into the house on weekdays to divinate and ask the heavens where to take care of these things.

In recent years, the atmosphere in the mountains and forests has become more and more wrong, and I originally thought that I would use the Yougong Festival to press it again in the name of the previous kings, and wait for things over there, but now it seems that the mountains are high and the road is far away, and it is no longer the same as before."

"yes, it's not the same anymore!"

The old man named Teng shook his head with emotion, he is the head of a clan, he knows what the current situation is, and he doesn't communicate with ghosts and gods, but he can fight a little, and when he is brave, he is promoted to the position of the patriarch, and even if he is what he is best at, he is still a little worse than the friends around him.

Yes, but not the best.

In this way, he can still be promoted to the patriarch, this is not an insider, but in the ordinary tribe of the barbarian human race, in addition to the patriarch, there is a more important position witch!

Wu, the person who takes the sky and the earth, communicates the meaning of heaven and earth.

In addition to daily divination, medicine, and ancestor sacrifices, the duties of its existence also have the link of communicating with ghosts and gods, and the wild ghosts and gods want to communicate with them well, and it is absolutely impossible to fight them.

In this way, it is not so much that he was promoted, but that he was defeated.

But Rao was also aware that hunting had become more and more difficult lately, and that the gods who had been easy to deal with had gradually begun to refuse to accept sacrifices, and that the hunting of the Terrans in their territory was no longer being cared for, and from time to time some people died unexpectedly.

It's not much, but it wasn't meant to be.

The reason for this is that Qi split the wild land, made the newborn Kyushu independent, and lost the protection of the human king and the ancestors, can the situation not be bad?

He wants everything to be calculated, then it's okay, and all the tribes of the human race can accept it, but the result.

The Youhu clan represents the old school in the human race, but it is more dissatisfied with Xia Qi's decision to break up the wilderness and claim the king, instead of recalling the name of the mountains and rivers, but focusing on the decision to crusade against the subordinates.

They are in a poor and remote place, far away from the Central Plains, and the situation is better.

When the Hu clan called on the tribes of the human race, Fuji Zeng went to the alliance on behalf of the tribe, and the situation he saw was not optimistic.

Although like the human race, the ghosts and gods also lacked the protection from their ancestors, which caused them to be a little forward-looking, but as time went by, seeing that the wilderness did not have a strong desire to let Qi Kyushu be attached, the ghosts and gods gradually became active.

Most of the public retro people don't have the guts, but it's very common to take advantage of the war to steal a few mouthfuls, and if it goes on like this, like a wild time, it is not far off for the fierce gods to openly hunt the human race, but at that time, can the human race still have a powerful human king who stands up and sweeps everything with iron and blood?

"What an eventful season!"

Vine sighed, and then turned his gaze to the procession of sacrifices that had left the tribe and were drifting away from the surrounding area.

Different from the two melancholy elders in the tribe, the procession of the sacrifice procession, which was following the ancestral system towards the cave tribe outside the three mountains, and the faces of the men, women, and children accompanying them were full of excitement and cheerfulness.

Traveling sacrifice, also known as the traveling god.

It has appeared in the wilderness, and it is more specifically recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas, Overseas Southern Classic" whose duty is to inspect one side for the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Heaven is the king of people, and the ancestors of the human race have been added to the team, and in later generations it has become an ancient folk activity, and due to the different regions, the "gods" in the team are also different.

In the rugged mountain road, a young man with a face painted on the plane, dressed as a "Heavenly Emperor" and "Sage", held a sharp sword and gun, scolded and scolded in his mouth, and walked forward, they had to cross the three mountains to the cave in a day and night, and then continue to the next tribe.

In a period of more than a month, the procession will cross seven or eight tribes and dozens of mountains, walking the active areas between the tribes, and finally invite the idols back to the ancestral temple.

During this period, because of the departure of the young and strong, most of the young and old in the tribe will accompany them, saying some blessings and prayers, in the hope that the ancestors will favor them, and the increasing popularity will also help the play of the festival, even if the ancestors have no spare power, the final strong popularity can also suppress some evil things.

"Does this really work?"

In the marching procession, a childish child's voice suddenly sounded.

Although the scene was particularly noisy due to the drumming of the team and the sound of people, some people nearby still heard the sound and looked at the source of the sound with a frown.

Noticing the gazes around him, a boy about six or seven years old dressed in a coarse linen robe smiled indifferently.

"Whose child is this, who dares to make trouble at the festival?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know!"

A few women next to him stared at the child and looked at it seriously, then shook their heads blankly, and the next moment their eyes suddenly stared, everyone is in a tribe, and they don't see anyone who looks down all day long, and especially the age that dogs like boys are suspicious of, it is when they are running all over the ground, how can there be a situation where they don't know.

"This"

An older woman's heart was furious, and she wanted to shout loudly, but the process of the sacrifice could not be easily interrupted, and when she tried to speak, her throat suddenly became astringent, and her frightened eyes kept looking around, but the people around her seemed to be unaware and still moving forward with the procession.

"I'm just asking, and I don't get in the way, grandma, don't be afraid!"

Looking at the few women who were silent and stiff as puppets, the boy grinned, grabbed a stiff woman, and inserted his little hand into the other's hand.

The curious look looks like a helpless mother grabbing her naughty son.

But just as he was looking around curiously, suddenly the procession of the festival suddenly stopped for some reason.

The noisy drum music stopped abruptly, the blessed crowd whispered, and in the chaos, the short boy frowned dissatisfiedly and patted the woman beside him, and the next moment he was picked up by a stiff body, and looked up condescendingly, only to see a "god" with a fierce face on the horns of a bull breaking away from the procession of the priests, swaggering towards the rear.

Forehead. How effective is it?

No, this thing has been gone for decades and there has been no movement, he came in on a whim today and went around, and it really happened.

It's a bit outrageous, but don't be afraid, this is not the play of those guys, which one is this thing?

The bewildered boy flipped through his own memories, eavesdropping on the woman's heart, and the more he turned it, the more ugly his face became:

"Damn, it's a corpse!"

(End of chapter)