He dreamed of a towering stone monument that was half-broken.
In a daze, he had some impression. It seemed that the Huangquan Terrace was submerged in the sea, but now it was all out of the water.
In Huangquan Terrace, countless terrifying cracks appeared. It seemed that just by taking a breath, the entire stone tablet would collapse.
Qiu Ping felt a little distressed for no reason. It seemed that Huangquan Terrace had hit the part of Abi Hell, destroying the main body.
He looked up at the entire stone tablet, looking at each large word on it. The original clumsy and thick words were covered with cracks like spider webs.
"Here we go to Quantai to recruit the old troops and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners."
Qiu Ping was filled with emotion. He remembered that he recited those words when he first landed on the Huangquan Terrace.
Will it be successful next... challenger.
Just as that thought flashed through his mind, figures suddenly appeared on the Huangquan Terrace in front of him.
There is the dead ghost boy, the evil ghost who attacks him with sinister thunder, there is the shrimp patrol, the Daping mountain spring god, many other gods and shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
Qiu Ping was surprised at first, but then he discovered that those figures seemed to have lost their consciousness and stood there like puppets on strings.
"Those...are they all dead?"
Although he didn't know when the evil ghost man Wu Jian Gui Xie died, anyway, the ghost boy and other gods were dead. He could deduce it with a little reasoning.
"But what are the dead doing there? They won't be resurrected with the help of Huangquan Terrace..." Qiu Ping felt a little frightened for no reason, because there were too many figures in front of him. Adding in the soldiers and generals, the total could reach more than 70,000.
Almost all the gods and soldiers died in Abi Hell.
Just when he had that thought, all the figures in front of him opened their eyes in an instant. There was no emotion in the pupils, and they were cold and stiff.
Especially that ghost boy, who jumped up high and charged at him with one move.
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"Ah..." Qiu Ping suddenly woke up from his dream. He opened his eyes, but found that he was still in his own ancient well, and everything just now was an illusion.
"It's nice to have a dream." When he thought about everything in his dream, he felt horrified.
Qiu Ping twisted his body, and most of the injuries on his back had recovered. Fortunately, the city god stepped in and removed the poison of the resentful ghost for him, otherwise he would really not be able to bear it.
He no longer had to miss those confinement days. He poured various tonics into his stomach all day long, and his recovery speed was pretty good.
"Big man...is the big man here?"
Just when he was about to eat a few more heavenly fish food to calm down his shock, he suddenly heard shouting and screaming coming from outside the ancient well.
He didn't answer, then he heard a splash into the water, and then saw a little mouse slithering into his temple.
"Lord Mountain God, what do you do for a living?" Qiu Ping quietly gathered two masses of water and stuffed them into his ears.
"No, can you give it to me?" Then the shrew pulled hard, dragging out a fruit that was more than ten times larger than his size.
The fruit was golden in color, shaped like a human leg, and looked a bit strange.
"What's that?"
It was the first time Qiu Ping saw that kind of fruit, and it seemed a bit delicious.
"That's called Buddha's Leg Melon. It's a specialty of Huangzhong Mountain. It has good effects on healing injuries and increasing cultivation. He brought it to me to try." The shrew jumped to the fruit and stepped on one of the fingers of the Buddha's leg.
, said proudly.
"He has little education, so I don't want to lie to him. When did Huang Zhongshan produce that thing?" Qiu Ping looked at the shrew with some suspicion. Huang Zhongshan is just outside Changning County. If there was such a specialty, he would have heard about it long ago.
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"Hey, why do you care so much? Come on, take a quick bite, it's delicious." After saying this, the shrew lay down on the surface and took a big bite, chewing and chewing.
Qiu Ping saw that he ate deliciously, and immediately felt his mouth watering, so he started eating together.
The taste of the Buddha's leg melon is actually average, even slightly bitter, but when you eat it, it instantly turns into a warm and gentle flow of liquid, as if there is a little sun in your belly, constantly stimulating his vitality.
The injuries on his back have also improved a lot and are healing at a faster pace.
Qiu Ping was shocked. The effect of that thing was too strong. The recovery effect of heavenly fish food was not as strong as that of Buddha's leg melon.
"He told me that he was so powerful. In addition to relying on his hard work in cultivation, the Buddha leg melon also provided some help." Qiu Ping had just eaten one Buddha leg, and the shrew had already eaten it.
four.
"I really want to eat it again. There is a lot of it in his courtyard soup. He took me to pick some more." The shrew said mysteriously.
Qiu Ping was immediately moved. If he treats someone wrong in the future, he should treat him better. If he is flattering, he should be more diligent in filming. Although that guy is careless, he is really generous in his actions.
Come on, tell me, from now on I will be his brother, my family will be his family, my family will be his family...
Since our relationship is so good, what's the point? Since it's hard to refuse kindness, then we have to do it reluctantly.
The shrew also became excited, and immediately pulled Qiu Ping and left the ancient well along the Didong River.
Huangzhong Mountain is located in the southeast of Changning County and is a branch of the Changyuan Mountains. There are several peaks outside it, the highest of which can be a hundred feet high.
Qiu Ping remembered that the group of bats near Huangao Village had migrated from Huangzhong Mountain.
"Uh-huh."
Qiu Ping flicked his tail, and his head emerged from the pond on the side, while the shrew jumped up and down, treading water to the shore.
Looking into the distance, you can see several undulating peaks connected together. Although they look a bit bare due to the winter moon, you can still get a glimpse of aura by looking at the mountains.
Mountain gods are different from earthly water officials. The latter are closely related to the livelihood of the people. Therefore, in the east where Shinto has spread on a large scale, almost every land and water where the people live has a presence in the gods.
After all, there are only a few people living in the mountains, so the number of mountain gods is much smaller.
In Buluo, the gods of famous mountains and rivers have a very high status. Some mountains can form their own caves or connect to the underworld, which is almost equivalent to an independent god system. They will not pay much attention to the edicts of the city god if they are wrong.
"Bang..."
Just when Qiu Ping was about to enter Huangzhong Mountain with Shrew, he suddenly heard a long bell.
The bells rang several times in succession, spreading throughout the entire mountain range. Regardless of whether they were immortals or secular people, their minds were shaken when they heard the sound, as if they had been cleansed.
Qiu Ping suddenly remembered that the reason why that group of bats migrated was because a group of monks settled in Huangzhong Mountain and made them noisy.