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What is needed to worship the mountain god is: a hairy animal, a piece of bi, and glutinous rice.

Listening to the little monk Yuanguang, this mountain temple was built here decades ago, as for who it is, they can't say clearly, but it can be seen from the dust on the platform inside that no one has come here for a long time.

After the little monk finished speaking, he took a few sticks of incense from his arms, lit them, and bowed respectfully to the murals in the temple a few times, and then came out.

And behind him, the woman in yellow also followed him out.

"Take everything out. ”

As he spoke, the young monk took out a bag of glutinous rice from the gray bag behind him.

When she heard this, Huang Qiuya on the other side nodded, and then put her palms and five fingers together, and slashed at the head of the little pig next to her.

Suddenly, the little pig who was still humming and chirping, and was alive and well, was already lifeless.

After doing all this, these two people didn't know when an extra shovel appeared in their hands, and they chose a position, and they kept digging holes in the ground.

This is the first time Su Changqing has seen how others worship the mountain god, and this whole set of actions is also with relish.

The two of them were very energetic, but a few minutes later, a big pit appeared in front of the three of them.

He watched from the sidelines, and was looking closely, when suddenly he saw them throw down their shovels and throw the dead pig into the pit.

Seeing the dead pig thrown into the pit, Su Changqing saw that the little girl in yellow next to him hesitated, and threw the jade pendant with a round hole hanging on his pants into the big pit.

Regarding the sacrifice, although Su Changqing has not seen it, he also knows a thing or two.

I heard that the various procedures in the whole process are very complicated, but what he sees here is very casual, as if a familiar junior is preparing a meeting gift for the elder.

He thought like this, but suddenly remembered what the little monk had said before.

"Although the little monk's master has some acquaintance with the mountain god, it is also necessary to bring some greeting gifts......"

He was stunned here, and time had passed unconsciously, and by the time he came to his senses, the rituals on both sides had ended.

Looking at the mountain-like bag of glutinous rice on the small temple platform, Su Changqing turned his gaze, and his eyes moved to the mural on the wall.

At this moment, the little monk Yuanguang was already standing in front of the two of them, clasping his hands together, bowing his head and closing his eyes, as if waiting for something.

Seeing his behavior, Su Changqing and the others behind him also lowered their heads and closed their eyes, clasped their hands together, and waited with him for the appearance of the mountain god.

It was still early morning, and the light of the morning sun came from the sky, and from time to time a breeze blew the leaves beside him, making a rustling sound.

The sunlight shone through the dilapidated bricks and tiles on the yellowed walls, and I felt that at this moment, on the mural on the wall, the portrait with the head of a dragon and a bird suddenly came alive at this moment, exuding a glittering light.

"This breath...... Is it Hui Zhen?"

Just as the three of them bowed their heads, a thick and majestic voice came from the surrounding mountains and forests, and then, like a wave, this sound hit the trunk of the tree, rolling up a piece of wind and sand leaves.

Hearing this voice, the young monk slowly raised his head, but his eyes were still looking at the ground, as if he didn't dare to look directly at the other party.

"Mountain God. ”

He said as he spoke, and bowed respectfully to him a few times.

"It's you...... Little monk. ”

The voice spoke, and his tone was unfazed.

Su Changqing listened to their conversation, but quietly raised his head, and saw that the mural, which had been sealed for a long time, began to shine dazzlingly.

And this portrait with a dragon's body and a bird's head has been blurred by the light, making it difficult to see what it looks like inside.

"You came to me...... What's the matter?"

It spoke unhurriedly, not loudly, but it could constantly reverberate in the mountains and forests.

"That's right, the little monk and others came to you to find out what has been repeatedly harming people here in the area of Kucang Mountain recently. ”

The young monk lowered his head and said, although his face was unfazed, but there was still a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

"What ......?"

When the mountain god heard this, he thought for a moment before speaking.

"It's a Gu carving. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Guang raised his head slightly, his eyes were a little puzzled, and a little surprised.

As if it weren't for him, if he said this, he would definitely not believe it.

Su Changqing was standing behind the little monk Yuanguang, so he didn't see his expression clearly, but when the word "Gu Eagle" came out, he was also puzzled.

It's just that he didn't know, but the young monk in front of him seemed to know.

"Really...... Be...... Gu Eagle?"

He asked, his voice still a little shaky.

"Hmm. ”

After receiving an affirmative question and answer, the little monk was silent for a moment.

The wind was blowing lightly in mid-air, and for a while there was some noise, but the sun overhead was still bright and bright, and the ears were filled with the chirping of birds.

With the wide silence in front of him, the two people behind him were also silent.

In the small temple in front of the three of them, the murals on the walls continued to shine, but gradually, along with the pillars of incense on the stage slowly burned out, and also disappeared.

After pondering for a moment, the little monk came back to his senses, and saw that the wall in front of him had returned to calm, he was slightly stunned, and then sighed lightly.

Feeling that there was no movement in front of him, Su Changqing raised his head, only to find that the original mountain god was gone.

He didn't care, but asked the little monk in front of him with some curiosity.

"Little master, this Gu carving ...... What is it?"

Hearing this, Yuan Guang was silent for a while before speaking.

"This Gu carving...... Thereinto...... It's a man-eating monster. ”

The young monk said succinctly.

"Hmm. ”

Su Changqing nodded, indicating that he already knew, after all, combined with those things in the teahouse before, he had already pieced together some bits and pieces, and almost guessed something.

"It's just that this thing is too brutal by nature, so it was ...... by the ancestors of the little monk Sealed in the vein of Kuocang Mountain, I didn't expect it to be ...... now."

When Yuan Guang said this, he didn't speak, but as soon as others heard the previous content, they could know what he hadn't said yet.