As a result, of course, the mountain people and villagers around Xiaoqingshan no longer dared to offer incense. Gradually, the temple collapsed and the mountain god himself could only fall into a deep sleep.

However, the advantage of a small temple is that it is not very famous and the upper echelons of the court will not pay special attention to it.

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

When most of the wild gods were cut down and their temples destroyed, the Xiaoqingshan Mountain Temple survived due to its dilapidation and disrepair and the loss of incense.

Fifteen years ago, He Dong, who went hunting in the mountains to survive, accidentally entered the temple and received the extremely meager incense.

After many years of perseverance, although the amount was small, the mountain god did not completely fall.

It's just that he was too weak. This time he showed up to drive away the wolf, which consumed the last of his divine power. Even if Zhou Bai added a few more sticks of incense, it would not help.

At the end of the exchange, the heavy rain began to stop, and it was already a bit dim outside the temple, and it would be dawn soon.

"I didn't expect that there would be one last believer before the death of God. Remember, don't come back if you leave. I will try to suppress a few more evil ghosts in the last few days."

"Also, if you have been possessed by ghost energy for a long time, your body will inevitably become weak. Taking the incense ashes from the stove back and soaking it in water can eliminate this problem." The mountain god was telling Zhou Bai about his final arrangement.

The dim light on the statue gradually dims, the cobwebs are densely covered, and the dilapidated statue with its paint coat peeling off will return to its original shape.

Hearing this, Zhou Bai quickly put down the half-eaten roasted wolf meat and spoke out to stop the mountain god from thinking.

"Respect the gods and never give up. I can help you get enough incense to restore the peace of Xiaoqingshan!" Zhou Bai looked solemn and spoke sonorously and forcefully.

This made the mountain god look at Zhou Bai a few more times, then shook his head and said: "The Dazhen court has strict laws, how can I give you a chance to spread my faith?"

"You are sleeping here, unaware of the white clouds and gray dogs in the outside world. The truth of more than two hundred years is now crumbling, the nobles are immoral, and thieves are everywhere..."

Yes, according to some of the memories left by He Dong, Zhou Bai concluded that the Dazhen dynasty was about to fall.

His words of persuasion to the mountain god may have been exaggerated, but he did so out of necessity.

Zhou Bai had previously projected his thoughts on the Origin Point entry, and only then did he discover what the most important thing he could obtain by traveling through the heavens was.

The origin point can manifest things obtained from other worlds. The most important thing is that Zhou Bai did not find any restrictions. In other words, the origin point is enough for him to do whatever he wants.

The rules for obtaining the origin point of the Book of Luck are still unclear, but it is definitely correct to use the mountain god as a breakthrough point.

Zhou Bai did not forget that the source point accumulated in the Book of Luck was changed from zero to one because of the appearance of the mountain god, which provided a direction to obtain the source point.

"No wonder there are so many ghosts in the mountains recently. It turns out that the power of humanity is weakening. If I don't take action to suppress it, there will be ghosts coming down the mountain to plunder blood and food in the near future."

"Ghosts stained with blood are cruel and inhumane, or may massacre villages. If enough blood is obtained, fierce ghosts or even ghost kings will be born among the ghosts..."

The mountain god finally achieved immortality as a god and was unwilling to die easily, so he finally agreed to give Zhou Bai a chance.

He also told Zhou Bai that he must spread his faith before the mountain ghost descends from the mountain.

One month after another, when the mountain god sees no hope of regaining his strength, he will show his final power and try to keep Xiaoqingshan peaceful for a period of time.

"Tweet~"

The mountain was filled with the chirping of birds, and the glimmer of light representing the mountain god on the statue disappeared.

However, when the morning light shines into the hall, it is still bright.

…

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

Not only did he survive the first night of his advent, he also became connected with a god.

Amidst the ups and downs of emotions, I walked down the mountain step by step, carrying the wolf skin and the most essential wolf meat on my back, and holding the fragrant mud bowl wrapped in rags in my hand.

The mountain is called Xiaoqingshan, and the village at the foot of the mountain is naturally called Qingshan Village.

The terrain at the foot of the mountain is flat, with fertile fields for farming, and small green hills for woodcutter, hunting, and medicine hunting. Therefore, the village is not big, but there are hundreds of households and nearly 500 people gathered there.

Originally, life in Qingshan Village was very easy, with plenty to eat and a stable life.

However, since the power of the Dazhen Dynasty has been declining, natural disasters have occurred frequently, refugees have spread all over the country, and careerists who have rebelled have emerged one after another.

In this case, the court could only increase taxes and deploy troops to quell the rebellion, which in turn fell into a vicious cycle.

Qingshan Village is also the focus of taxation in the county, so every household has gone from having a surplus of food to now being hungry and full.

Taxes are paid on the grain in the fields, and the villagers can still rely on the mountains to feed themselves, but at the right time there are "ferocious beasts" in the mountains that can harm people.

After several young men left without returning, He Dong was left alone. He Dong, who made a living by hunting, had to go up the mountain.

This time he went up the mountain, but He Dong didn't come back all night. Everyone in the village thought he had died in the belly of a wild beast.

A kind-hearted old man in the village even planned to pack up his clothes and set up a tomb.

Unexpectedly, He Dong, whose body was taken over by Zhou Bai, would show up at the village head again and bring back several wolf corpses.

This is big news. Wolves come in packs. It is difficult for a person to survive alone, let alone fight back.

They even think that the man-eating beasts are the increasingly abundant wild wolves.

Many people did not believe that such a strong man was around, but as Zhou Bai went from house to house distributing wolf meat, the villagers had no choice but to believe it, and gradually became awe-inspiring in their gratitude.

Today, when we are all hungry, we can still have a meal of meat. This is a great kindness.

In the center of the village, in the home of the old village chief.

"Dongzi, how did you survive? Didn't you see anything except wolves?" The old village chief looked around Zhou Bai with a look of extreme surprise.

As a result, Zhou Bai had no major injuries on his body except for some scratch marks from the sharp stones. He even had some strange temperament because his soul had changed.

"What do you know? The hunters who disappeared in Xiaoqingshan were probably not because of wild beasts." Zhou Bai asked in a strange tone while looking for something to put the wolf's legs on the stove.

In He Dong's memory, the old village head of the entire village was the best to him. He not only helped restrain his parents after their death, but also provided him with food and clothing.

"I'm trying to get along with the old man? Have you forgotten that ten years ago, your thatched house was overturned by strong winds, who helped? And that time when your kid had a high fever, who..." The old village chief blew his nose and kicked his face, looking angry.

Not clear.

"Stop, stop, stop, please slow down, didn't I come right away?" Zhou Bai couldn't resist, and quickly comforted the old man.

"Is it a ghost?" The old man didn't hesitate and went straight to the point.

"Yes, the yin energy accumulated in the mountains attracted those things. Fortunately, the mountain gods appeared and rescued them."

"Is it the one from the mountain temple? No one of the old man's generation worships him anymore. I didn't expect it to still have power."

"The mountain god said that wild ghosts might come down the mountain to harm people, and told me to wait and take care of myself."

"This, this, what should we do!"
Chapter completed!