In a side room, Sun Yongnian put his backpack aside, lay on the bed and said: "I knew that there were ready-made beds here, and what sleeping bags we still carried, I was tired all the way." Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zixu smiled and didn't make a sound, just leaning on the quilt and not knowing what he was thinking.

didn't hear a reply, Sun Yongnian hit Hache again, and gradually closed his eyes: "Not to mention that the mountain god statue was blown away by the wind just now, it really scared me half to death." But when I think about it, it must be the result of cutting corners by the merchants who built the statues."

"Maybe". Zixu glanced at Sun Yongnian, who was asleep on the bed next to him, and replied casually.

A wave of sleepiness hit, and Sun Yongnian then pulled the quilt: "No, I'm trapped, I'll sleep first."

After speaking, the sound of snoring was heard.

Outside the window, the wind was raging, and the dense raindrops were beating the houses, and Zixu couldn't sleep for a long time.

I don't know how long it took for the upper and lower eyelids to become heavier, and they closed in a daze.

A person walked slowly, surrounded by a trace of divine light, and if you looked carefully, you found that this person's face was the same as that of the mountain god.

"Please wake up." I heard someone calling in a daze, and opened my eyes carefully and laboriously.

The mountain god cried and complained to Zixu with a sad face: "Zhenren, you can hurt me today. The immortals are isolated, the mortal world is as filthy as poison, and the little god is lucky to survive in the statue. Only then was he worshiped by the real person three times, and the idol was turned into ashes. After ten days, the little god will be destroyed, and the real person will not be able to bear it."

"You will be perished in ten days?" Zixu was puzzled for a while, and subconsciously asked rhetorically.

The mountain god sighed heavily: "The little god has been satisfied with living in the mortal world for a thousand years, and even if he is wiped out after ten days, he will never complain." It's just that the Taoist chief bows three times, and the heavens will punish the little gods, and tonight will suffer from the landslide. At this time, the divine power is completely gone, and the divine body is about to collapse, once the landslide floods the temple. The people in the temple were all dead, but they shouldn't have been. Therefore, the little god dares to give a dream to the real person, hoping that the real person will be merciful and resolve this calamity."

"Why can't you be bowed to me three times?" Zixu asked rhetorically to the mountain god.

The mountain god's lips moved, but he still decided to tell the truth: "The identity of the Taoist chief is noble, and he is the same generation as Hongjun Dao Ancestor, not to mention that even if you worship three times, you can't bear it." Dao Chief's move is to make our great world rude to other worlds, if it weren't for the immortal mortal isolation, there would have been a god who would have come to hold the little god accountable."

"That resistance, but you did it." Zixu slowly came back to his senses and asked the mountain god.

The mountain god nodded without thinking: "Exactly."

"In this way, it is a poor way to make a mistake, so I don't know how to resolve it." Zixu replied to the mountain god, revealing a look of shame.

The mountain god thought for a while, and then slowly shook his head: "The natural disaster has fallen, and there is no reason to take it back, and the mountain will definitely slide in the middle of the night." The area is so large that there is no way to hide".

"There is no way to hide from a landslide". Zixu gradually fell into deep thought, and looked at Sun Yongnian, who was sleeping on the side, and frowned.

Looking at Zixu frowning, the mountain god wanted to speak and stopped: "Actually, ......."

"There's no need to be scrupulous, but it's okay to say." Seeing the appearance of the mountain god, Zixu knew that he still had something to say, so he asked him.

Seeing Zixu's inquiry, the mountain god didn't hide it: "There is another way that is not a way, if the real person can stabilize the soul of the little god, with the power of the little god, it can stop the landslide." At that time, he immediately lit a stick of incense and presented the cause and effect of this incident to the heavens, so that he could survive this calamity."

"Stabilize the soul?". Zixu thought for a moment, then nodded secretly, what the mountain god said was not unreasonable. After all, he is the bitter master, and he will not even pursue the bitter master, and God has no reason to punish his family.

The mountain god looked at Zixu expectantly: "As long as the real person can stabilize the soul of the little god, the power of the incense that has been pulling for thousands of years at that time can instantly return to its peak state, and it will be easy to stop the landslide at that time."

"It's just that how can I help you stabilize your soul?". Zi Xuan looked embarrassed.

The mountain god shook his head quickly: "The little god doesn't know, please think about it."

As soon as the words fell, the mountain god disappeared.

Zixu suddenly sat up from the bed, subconsciously turned on his mobile phone, and couldn't help but be stunned.

No more, no less, it happens to be the three watches in the middle of the night, which the ancients said.

A thunderbolt slashed down, and everyone was awakened at the same time.

Zixu didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately unscrewed the futon, hurriedly put on his shoes and ran out.

"Zixu, what are you doing running so fast?". Sun Yongnian shouted at Zixu's back, and then rubbed his eyes.

The voice drifted to Sun Yongnian along the wind: "Get up quickly, we estimate that we are in big trouble."

"Big trouble?". Sun Yongnian couldn't help but be shocked, and his heart began to become irritable, and he hurriedly dressed and ran outside.

Outside the wing, Fang Yuting and Song Xuehui also walked out, and when they saw Zixu running towards the gate in the rain, they hurriedly shouted: "The rain is so heavy, beware of the cold, come back quickly."

"It's too late". The purple void replied loudly without looking back, and then struggled to open the door.

Countless pieces of earth began to loosen on the mountain, and trees crumbled as if they were rolling down. Mo Hua didn't know when he ran to Zixu's side, looking at the situation on the mountain outside, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Oh no, we may have a mudslide." Mo Hua looked ahead and blurted out.

The words of the mountain god appeared in his mind, and Zixu gritted his teeth fiercely: "Once the landslide, the mountain temple is unavoidable." At this point, we will block the door and then go to the lobby."

"Lobby?". Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, and did not react for a while.

Zixu looked at Mo Hua and explained to him, "The lobby is the last line of defense for this mountain temple, besides, do you think we can really escape once the landslide?"

"And so it can be". Mo Hua thought for a moment, and then agreed. The two of them closed the door together at the same time and ran to the left and right wings.

Zixu couldn't care about the already soaked clothes on his body, and looked at Fang Yuting, Song Xuehui and Sun Yongnian: "The mountain is about to landslide, and the only thing you can do now is to go to the lobby to take shelter."

"Landslides? Take shelter in the lobby". The three of them were stunned at the same time.

At this time, a loud noise came, and everyone's hearts couldn't help but be shocked. Zixu didn't dare to think about it, and subconsciously took Fang Yuting's hand and ran towards the lobby.

Song Xuehui and Sun Yongnian also reacted quickly and immediately followed.

In the wing room on the other side, Mo Hua looked at the old man: "Grandpa, let's go."

"First the idol turned to ashes, then the landslide, and it seems that tonight is doomed." The old man connected the events of today in his mind, and could only let out a long sigh helplessly.

Mo Hua was very anxious in his heart, and urged the old man again: "Grandpa, let's go quickly."

"Do you think you can avoid this landslide in the lobby?" The old man asked rhetorically at Mo Hua.

This question was like a scoop of cold water, which drenched Mo Hua's heart: "No, but it can be delayed for at least one minute."

"What's the difference between being one minute earlier and one minute later? The old man's face was full of emotion, and he walked towards the lobby with Mo Hua.