"This is it!" Because he had detailed information and the eagle could fly freely, Jia Zhengjin easily found his target.
A luxurious building in Beicheng District is exactly what Old Man Moss said was the new home of the fanatical mountain tribe.
Landing at the second floor window, I found that there was no one in the house.
Apparently all the mountain people work outside during the day and only come home from get off work at night.
He decisively dug a small hole near the window with a stone ax, got in, and began to explore the entire room.
After a while, I discovered that there was a rather hidden basement entrance under the stairs on the first floor, blocked by many wine barrels.
Most people would not move so many full wine barrels to check. Jia Zhengjin took advantage of his small body to get in and successfully reached the wooden hatch door of the basement.
It is not surprising that most people have a basement in their home, but if the current owner of the house is a true believer, there must be something secret in the basement.
Knocking on the corner of the wooden hatch, Jia Zhengjin carefully got in. The characteristics of the God of Darkness prevented him from being affected by dark images and could clearly see the furnishings in the basement.
The outer layer of the basement is filled with messy wooden boxes and wine barrels, as well as some giant fruits and vegetables piled randomly.
However, Jia Zhengjin ignored these and quickly found a more secret door inside.
Drill a hole under the wooden door and go in, you will find a larger basement space, with countless bookshelves arranged neatly, and a huge stone statue at the front.
"That's right!" The names of these books all have contents related to gods when translated. And that huge stone statue that looks like a mountain tribe should be the so-called gods, which are also known as disasters!
Walking straight past the bookshelves, Jia Zhengjin quickly came to the statue and raised his head to look at the giant-like existence.
The statue looks dull and has no spirituality.
"Are you the god of this world? The existence known as disaster?" He seemed to be talking to himself, looking up at the stone sculpture.
Of course there was no reaction from the statue.
"Hey! If you are really a god, come out! You are a god and you should know that I do not belong to this world!" Jia Zhengjin reached out and tapped the left foot of the statue. "As a god of this world, in order to protect the rules, you must
Destroy the invaders from another world! I’m right here, come on!”
Still no response.
"Are you really a god?" Jia Zhengjin tapped the foot of the stone statue again, "Hey! If you really exist, you will definitely be able to confirm my existence through the statue. After all, this is a medium to condense faith, and it is also a way for gods to observe the world.
Way. Come out quickly, otherwise I will tear down your statue!"
Jing Jing looked up at the statue, but there was still no reaction.
Jia Zhengjin frowned and thought, climbed up to the statue, took out the stone spear, and attacked with all his strength.
The stone statue is quite strong. It may be a problem with the stone material, but the exquisite quality stone spear cannot penetrate it.
This is not a problem for Jia Zhengjin. Rock weapons can't deal with it, and the stone pickaxe has no pressure.
Now use the materials in the virtual backpack to make a stone pickaxe: "If you don't come out, I will destroy your stone statue!"
Faced with Jia Zhengjin's threats, there was still no response.
Just when Jia Zhengjin was about to destroy the stone statue and force the gods to appear, the urgent cry of his mount Ling Diao suddenly sounded outside.
He asked Ling Diao to look out on the roof. Someone must have entered the house.
Isn’t it said that the people of the Shan tribe work all day and only come back at night?
Jia Zhengjin hurriedly jumped down from the statue, looked left and right, and finally hid in a nearby bookshelf, got between two adjacent books, and observed quietly through the gap.
Not long after, there was a sound of rapid footsteps, and then the basement hatch was opened.
Then, a huge creature pushed open the door and entered.
He was a mountain clan, his expression was quite nervous, and he kept looking around after coming in.
Jia Zhengjin didn't make a sound, lying on the bookshelf to hide and observe.
Shan Clan checked the entire basement room and walked past Jia Zhengjin's bookshelf several times. In the end, he did not find Jia Zhengjin hiding in the gap between two books. His expression seemed to relax: "It's okay! It seems to be some nasty little thing.
I accidentally broke in to look for food. I guess I’m gone now, right? You actually damaged my basement door, so I need to get some mouse traps!”
Jia Zhengjin stayed quietly, looking at the mountain clan through the gap.
After wandering around for a few times, the mountain tribe came to kneel down and worship in front of the stone statue, with a particularly serious expression: "Great God, it will take 177 days before I can meet you! I am really looking forward to the arrival of this day..."
177 days? Jia Zhengjin observed secretly and wondered, what does this mean?
After the mountain clan got up, they quickly walked to the entrance of the basement, took things to repair the holes in the wooden hatch and the wooden door of the secret room inside, locked it, and then came back and started rummaging around the corner.
What on earth is he doing?
Secretly looking at this giant, Jia Zhengjin couldn't understand his behavior at all.
I saw the huge mountain tribe take out a strange-shaped dagger from the corner, turn around and place it at the foot of the statue.
Then he left the basement and dragged an unknown animal in shortly after.
For the Shan people, that animal was about the size of a pet cat, countless times larger than Jia Zhengjin.
It looks like a bird, but it has no wings, and its body is covered with down instead of feathers. It looks weird and is dead!
The mountain tribe placed the corpse of this strange animal at the foot of the stone statue, cut the corpse's neck with a dagger and bled, causing the blood to fall on the strange marks at the foot of the stone statue.
The blood was quickly absorbed, and the marks flashed a strange red light, disappearing in an instant.
The mountain tribe threw the body aside and opened his left sleeve, revealing a very hideous arm covered with scars.
He used a dagger to make another cut between the scars, dripped his own blood on the mark, and then worshiped devoutly: "Great God! The energy of low-level creatures is far from enough, but I can only hunt these!
Please wait patiently, even though the energy is small, it can wake you up smoothly if you add up to it!"
After finishing speaking, he knelt in front of the statue and lowered his head to recite the incantation for a long time. He didn't know what it was about, mumbling like a mentally disturbed patient, completely ignoring that his left hand was still bleeding.
This is simply the believer of the evil god in Jia Zhengjin's perception. The believers of the evil camp god in the previous world also behaved in the same way.
This mountain tribe fanatic knelt in front of the statue for more than forty minutes and chanted strange incantations for more than forty minutes. After the strange symbols under the statue's feet glowed red and shifted to another position, he stood up and worshiped again, then turned around.
Leave the basement.
Jia Zhengjin waited until the Shan clan left the basement and the sound of footsteps disappeared from his ears, then he got out of the bookshelf, walked quickly to the stone statue, and looked down at the strange symbols on the ground that he had not noticed before.
Even though she has the characteristics of the goddess of knowledge and shares the language and writing of this world, she still cannot recognize what these characters mean.
