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In this way, of course, the mountain people and villagers around Xiaoqing Mountain did not dare to offer incense anymore, and gradually the temple was dilapidated, and the mountain god Buddha could only fall into a deep sleep.

However, the small temple has the advantage of a small temple, and it does not have much fame, and the upper echelons of the imperial court will not specifically stare at it.

The mountain god believers did not dare to continue to make offerings, but they did not dare to take the initiative to report the existence of the temple.

When most of the wild gods were cut down and the temple was destroyed, the Xiaoqingshan Mountain Temple survived at the cost of disrepair and incense being cut off.

Fifteen years ago, in order to survive, He Dong, who went up the mountain to hunt, entered the temple by chance, and continued with extremely meager incense.

After many years of perseverance, although the amount is small, it has not completely fallen the mountain god.

It’s just that he is too weak, this time the manifestation of the saint drives the wolf, consuming the last divine power, even if Zhou Bai puts a few more incense, it will not help.

At the end of the exchange, the heavy rain first stopped, and there was already some light outside the temple, and soon it was dawn.

“I can’t think of the last believer before the fall of the gods, remember to leave and don’t come back, in the last few days I will fight to suppress a few more evil spirits.”

“Also, you have been infiltrated by ghost qi, and after a long time, it is inevitable that your body will be weak, and bringing the incense ash in the furnace back to soak in water can eliminate this difficulty.” The mountain god was informing Zhou Bai of his final plan.

The shimmer on the statue will fade away, the cobwebs will be dense, and the worn statue will return to its original shape.

Hearing this, Zhou Bai quickly put down the half-eaten roast wolf meat in his hand and stopped the mountain god’s thoughts loudly.

“Don’t give up on God, I can help you get enough incense to restore the peace of Xiaoqing Mountain!” Zhou Bai looked solemn and spoke forcefully.

This provoked the mountain god to look at Zhou Bai a few more times, and then shook his head and said, “The Great True Imperial Court has strict laws, which will give you the opportunity to spread my faith.”

“You are sleeping here, I don’t know that the white clouds and dogs in the outside world, the great truth of more than two hundred years is now crumbling, the nobles have no way, and there are thieves everywhere…”

That’s right, according to some of the memories left by He Dong, Zhou Bai concluded that the Great True Dynasty was about to collapse. The

words of persuasion to the mountain god may be exaggerated, but he also had no choice but to do it.

Zhou Bai had previously projected his thoughts on the Origin Point entry, only to discover what was the most important thing that could be obtained by traveling through the heavens. The origin point

can have the things obtained in the other world, and the most important thing is that Zhou Bai did not find any restrictions, which means that the origin point is enough for him to do whatever he wants.

The rules for obtaining the origin points of the Book of Qi Yun Heaven are still unclear, but it is certainly right to use the mountain god as the breakthrough.

Zhou Bai did not forget that the origin point accumulated in the Qi Luck Heavenly Book was because the mountain god manifested his spirit from zero to one, which provided a direction to obtain the origin point. “No wonder there have been many ghosts in the

mountains recently, it turns out that the humanitarian force is weakening, if I don’t suppress it, some ghosts will come down the mountain to plunder blood and food in the near future.”

“Blood-stained ghosts are cruel and inhumane, or there is a move to slaughter the village, if the blood food is obtained enough, powerful ghosts and even ghost kings will be born in the ghosts…” The

mountain god finally achieved immortality, and he was not willing to die easily, so in the end, he still agreed to give Zhou Bai a chance.

He also told Zhou Bai that spreading faith must be done before the mountain ghosts descend the mountain. One month,

one month The mountain god does not see the hope of regaining his strength, and he will show his last divine power and strive to keep Xiaoqing Shan peaceful for a while.

“Tweet~”

The chirping of birds sounded in the mountains, and the glimmer representing the mountain god on the statue disappeared.

However, the morning light shone into the hall, still bright.

……

Zhou Bai stood outside the temple, looking at the winding path down the mountain, and let out a long breath of white breath.

Not only did he survive the first night, but he also bonded with a god.

Between the ups and downs of emotions, he carried wolf skin and the most essence of wolf meat alone, and carried a fragrant plaster bowl wrapped in rags in his hand, and went down the mountain step by step.

The mountain is a small green mountain, and the village under the mountain is naturally called Qingshan Village.

The terrain under the mountain is flat, there is good land to cultivate, and the small green mountains can be used for woods, hunting, and medicine, and the village is not large, but it also gathers hundreds of families and nearly 500 people.

Originally, life in Qingshan Village was very good, and it was not a problem to eat enough and live a stable life.

But since the decline of the Great True Dynasty, frequent natural disasters, and widespread displacement, careerists have emerged one after another.

In this case, the imperial court could only increase taxes and transfer troops to suppress the rebellion, so it fell into a vicious circle.

Qingshan Village is also the focus of taxation in the county, which has made them go from having surplus food in every household to being hungry and full now.

The grain in the fields has to pay taxes, and the villagers can still rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, but in due time, there are “fierce beasts” in the mountains that harm people.

After a few young and strong people left one after another and never returned, they were alone, and He Dong, who made a living by hunting, had to go up the mountain.

This time up the mountain, He Dong did not return overnight, and the people in the village thought that he had died in the belly of the beast.

There are kind village elders, even ready to go and pack up his clothes in the house and then set up a crown grave.

Who expected that He Dong, who was occupied by Zhou Bai, actually appeared at the head of the village with a swagger, and brought back several wolf corpses.

This is big news, wolves are all sent out in groups, and it is difficult for a person to survive to the sky, let alone counter-kill.

Even they think that man-eating beasts are more and more widespread wolves.

Many people did not believe that such a strong man was around, but as Zhou Bai distributed wolf meat from house to house, the villagers had to believe it, and gradually brought a lot of awe in gratitude.

Today, when they are hungry, they can still eat a meal of meat, which is a great kindness.

In the middle of the village, the old village chief’s home.

“Fuyuko, how did you survive? Didn’t you see anything other than wolves? With a look of great surprise, the old village chief looked around Zhou Bai to check his whole body.

As a result, except for some traces of the sharp stone of the thorny grass, Zhou Bai actually had no major injuries all over his body, and even had some peculiar temperament because his soul was changed.

“What do you know? The hunter who disappeared in Xiaoqing Mountain is probably not because of the beast. Zhou Bai asked in a strange tone while looking for something on the stove to put the wolf’s leg.

In He Dong’s memory, the old village chief of the entire village treated him best, not only helping to collect his parents after death, but also taking care of food and clothing in ordinary times.

“And the old man I sell the gate? Have you forgotten that ten years ago, your thatched hut was overturned by a strong wind, who helped? And that time your kid had a high fever, who was it…” The old village chief blew his nose and kicked his face, looking angry.

“Stop, stop, slow down, didn’t I come at the first time?” Zhou Bai was overwhelmed and hurried to calm the old man.

“Is it a ghost?” The old man is also not verbose and goes straight to the point.

“Yes, the yin qi in the mountain silted, attracting those things, fortunately the mountain god appeared to save it.”

“Is it the one in the mountain temple? The old man’s grandfather’s generation was no longer worshipped anymore, and he didn’t expect that there would be power.

“The mountain god said that the wild ghost may come down the mountain to harm people, and told me to wait for myself.”

“This, this, how can this be good!”

“If you want to protect Qingshan Village, there are some risks, and you have to come forward…”