Chapter 268 Please respect yourself. There is no future for humans and monsters.
Chapter 268 Please respect yourself. There is no future for humans and monsters.
There have always been many legends about gods and immortals circulating in the villages around Fengdu Mountain.
Therefore, in these remote villages, some uncivilized villagers would worship those little demons with a little magical power as mountain gods or water gods, burn incense and offer sacrifices to them, just to pray for good weather and good harvests.
The most famous of them is the gray-haired rat spirit who calls himself the "Fengdu Mountain God."
Every three years, villagers from several nearby villages hold a grand worship ceremony, offering a young and beautiful girl as a bride to the "Fengdu Mountain God" in order to pray for a good harvest in the coming year.
To put it nicely, she is a bride, but in fact she is just blood food for the monster.
All the disciples of Xuanjian Sect knew about this matter. They tried to stop it, but the ignorant villagers agreed to it in person but continued to perform the worship behind the scenes.
They had also been to Fengdu Mountain several times to kill the gray-haired rat, but the rat was very vigilant and no one knew where it was hiding, and its breath could not be detected.
With no other choice, they had to secretly take away the brides who were sacrificed to the "Mountain God" and place them in Xuancheng at the foot of the sect's mountain.
It’s not that they don’t want to let them go back, but if the villagers see the brides coming back, they will send them to the mountains again. This has happened before.
Anyway, staying in Xuancheng is better than being eaten.
Over the years, they have rescued many people. Those girls are living well in Xuancheng. Some of them have started families and careers, while others have been found to have the qualifications and have entered the sects to practice.
However, during the most recent sacrificial ceremony, the bride who was sent into the mountains as a sacrifice was nowhere to be found, and no one knew whether she was alive or dead.
"My Lord, I just want to chop some firewood at the foot of the mountain."
Li Dazhuang's voice trembled. He bent over and did not dare to look up at the young man in white robe in front of him. He was very nervous and the axe in his hand was shaking slightly.
This morning, he had just returned from hanging out with Widow Li and discovered that there was not enough dry firewood in the woodshed, so he was about to ask Erya to chop some.
Who knew that no one responded after I shouted twice? Just as I was about to lose my temper, I caught a glimpse of an axe placed in the corner. Suddenly, I had an idea to go to Fengdu Mountain.
Who would have thought that he would meet the almighty immortal at the foot of the mountain? Li Dazhuang couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.
Lin Chu looked at the villagers in plain clothes in front of him and reminded them indifferently: "There are dangers in the mountains. It's best not to go up the mountain."
Although Fengdu Mountain is under restriction and the man-eating rat demon cannot get out, people can go up there.
Li Dazhuang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes!"
Lin Chu could tell at a glance that the person in front of him was just trying to give him a perfunctory response, but he didn't try to persuade him any further.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly glanced at the woods in the distance.
None of them are afraid of death.
After seeing the immortal walking away, Li Dazhuang dared to stand up and breathed a sigh of relief.
When will he be so majestic?
Thinking of the immortal's reminder just now, Li Dazhuang didn't take it seriously. There is a mountain god on Fengdu Mountain, and it protects everyone in Lijia Village.
Thinking of this, he walked up the mountain.
After he left, a thin figure followed him.
A dense forest at the foot of Fengdu Mountain is the favorite place for nearby villagers. Li Dazhuang had just walked a few steps in when he was suddenly tripped by a rock and fell flat on his face.
His chin was bleeding and the blood seeped into the soil bit by bit.
At this moment, a thin white light appeared in front of Li Dazhuang, guiding him forward.
Li Dazhuang was shocked at first, then he realized that this should be the immortal fate mentioned in the storybooks.
Thinking that he would also become a high and mighty immortal, his face turned red with excitement.
"When I become an immortal, I will marry Widow Li and Xiaohong from the village chief's family. It's a pity that Daya served the mountain god so early, otherwise they would be nice sisters..."
Li Dazhuang followed the white line forward while daydreaming in his mind.
A quarter of an hour later, he followed the white line out of the dense forest and came to a depression near the swamp.
"Hmm? What did you do?"
He clearly remembered that this place was all mud, but now not only was the ground dry, it was also covered with lines that looked like ghostly scribbles.
When Li Dazhuang was wondering, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a yellow crystal the size of a baby's fist in the middle.
“This is a treasure!”
Li Dazhuang couldn't wait to drop his axe, ran over and grabbed the crystal.
Where he couldn't see, the formation diagram with a faint stream of light stopped working silently.
Wei Yunxiang, who was hiding behind the bushes, watched the whole process and her eyes lit up. She was ready to grab the wooden stick in her hand and knock Li Dazhuang unconscious from behind when he wasn't paying attention.
However, before she could make any move, Li Dazhuang was suddenly blown away and his life or death was unknown.
Wei Yunxiang quickly ran over and took the yellow crystal in her hand. When she returned, she saw Daya lying in the reeds.
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"Mom, Brother Dazhuang is dead, and now I'm kicked out. What should I do in the future?" Wei Yunxiang sat on a wooden bench, wiping her tears and crying.
Wang Xiuhua, who was sitting opposite her, was absent-mindedly wiping the face of the girl lying on the bed. When she heard this, her hand paused for a moment.
After a while, seeing that her second daughter was still looking at her eagerly, she sighed inwardly and said, "Then you should stay at home, Erya. It happens that your sister is in a deep sleep now, so you should take good care of her."
Wei Yunxiang choked up and nodded: "Mom, I will take good care of my sister in the future."
After seeing Wang Xiuhua leave, the sadness on her face disappeared, and there was no trace of sadness in her eyes.
Two days ago, she secretly carried Daya back to her parents' home under the cover of night, knocked on the door and made up a random excuse to Wang Xiuhua.
Although Wei Yunxiang hated her sister, she wanted Daya to see her living a good life, and she showed envy and humility.
Today, the disappearance of Li Dazhuang can no longer be hidden.
After the mother-in-law's family couldn't find their son, they blamed everything on her, and then drove her away, calling her a jinx.
Wei Yunxiang was not willing to stay there and be beaten and scolded by them, so she went straight back to her parents' home with the precious crystal stone.
After these two days, she found that as long as the yellow crystal was against her skin, she would feel warm and full of strength.
Moreover, Wei Yunxiang also found that the back pain she had from giving birth to Dabao had healed, some small scars had disappeared, and she looked much more beautiful.
This is indeed a great treasure, and Li Dazhuang is not worthy of owning it at all.
In the future, she can also become an immortal.
At this moment, the girl who was sleeping on the bed suddenly made some noise and slowly opened her eyes.
"This is where?"
"what!"
Wei Yunxiang, who was about to call her sister, was stunned. She looked at Daya's confused eyes and suddenly became speechless.
Wang Xiuhua, who was outside, had been paying attention to the situation in the house. When she heard the sound, she hurried in.
"Daya, you finally woke up. I was so scared!"
She hugged her eldest daughter tightly, tears streaming down her eyes, and she looked very sad.
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