Chapter 2275 Can the envoy blow up the hill with one punch?
The messenger of the mountain god is not coming!
The mountain gods no longer ask for sacrifices of boys and girls from the people around the "cracks in the sky and the earth"... This is really a great joy!
And for many years since then, the messenger of the mountain god has not appeared again. People no longer worship the so-called mountain temple, and live and work in peace and contentment, and thrive.
Many people have completely forgotten the legend of the "Mountain God" that once appeared around this large mountain. Especially in the past hundred years or so, after entering the technological society, it has been completely lost. Only some very old people, when they were young,
After reading ancient books in villages and towns, you may have some impressions.
Now, centenarian Deng Jun accidentally came for a walk near the "Mountain Temple" that had been abandoned for who knows how many years. He found that the weeds nearby had grown wildly and the withered trees were sprouting - this was similar to what he had seen when he was a child.
It is recorded in some old books that the signs of the mountain god’s messengers coming are exactly the same!
He was shocked at that time.
Then I bit the bullet and ran into the mountain temple and took a cautious look around - and sure enough I found that slight cracks had begun to appear in the humanoid stone sculpture.
Therefore, Deng Jun felt that the legendary "mountain god" was about to be resurrected. And the messenger of the mountain god would come again! At that time, the entire hundreds of square kilometers around the tiankeng and ground cracks would fall into an endless abyss of terror.
Already...
So he hurriedly went to find his grandson, Deng Ying, the current boss of Gonglong Town.
Deng Ying has respected her grandfather since she was a child. Although this matter sounds a bit bizarre, but with an attitude of preferring to believe it or not, she still asked Teng Xiaosong to carry a sheep together for final confirmation.
After listening to the legend about the "mountain god", Fu Yang smiled. He would look at Wei Ke and Mr. Xiong and say: "Dear, there is also the dead fat cat. See if I guessed it right! There is also the messenger. So said
Come on, there is a high possibility that there is an evil sect entrenched here."
Wei Ke snorted arrogantly: "That might be a puppet slave controlled by a monster who calls himself the mountain god."
"Okay! Let the couple make a bet. I said there is no mountain god at all, just an ancient sect that pretends to be a god. You said it is a powerful monster? Let's see who wins. Let's be on top when we have sex at night...
"
Snapped!
Fu Yang's shoulder was slapped by Wei Ke, and her pretty face flushed: "What are you talking about! There are so many people here."
Cough cough cough…
Deng Jun was made to cough violently by these two flirting young men. He blew his beard and stared: "Brother Fu, don't take it seriously!"
Fu Yang waved his hand: "I'm sorry. But let's not talk about anything else. Don't you want to test whether the mountain god is resurrected? How to test it? Use this goat?"
"The sacred tree will suck the flesh and blood of living beings. Although only boys and girls can accumulate strength, others will also eat it. So, just cut a wound on the goat to bleed it, and then drive it away..."
Deng Ying didn't finish what she said, but Fu Yang and the others already knew what was going on.
"Okay! Then little brother Teng, you can try it first."
"Okay Brother Fu."
Teng Xiaosong agreed, and pulled out a sharp hunting knife from his waist. He swung it, a cold light flashed, and there was a soft sound of the blade cutting through flesh and blood.
There was a deep cut on the poor white goat's neck, and blood was flowing down...
BAA Baa baa!
The goat screamed in terror, and Teng Xiaosong patted it and released his grip on it. Then he immediately subconsciously rushed forward and ran past Fu Yang and the others.
We are already very close to the shrine and the stone flower in front!
It's too late to say it, but it's soon.
The strange sprouting stick under the stone flower seemed to be "alive" at this time.
Whoosh!
It flew out like a poisonous snake and twisted strangely - it was as soft as rubber. It was tightly wrapped around the goat, and the end of the wooden stick directly penetrated into the open wound on the goat's neck.
Coo, coo, coo...
There were actually bursts of blood-sucking sounds, which seemed very scary and weird in this dimly lit mountain temple.
A wooden stick can actually suck blood!
This is indeed shocking and unbelievable.
Although Deng Jun and Deng Ying knew about the legend of the "Mountain God" in ancient times, it happened many years ago. It has already become a historical legend... Now that they have actually seen it, they are so frightened.
My legs and feet became a little weak.
Only Teng Xiaosong, although his eyes were surprised, he was not afraid.
Because he knows very well - Fu Yang is here!
Teng Xiaosong has seen what kind of terrifying power Fu Yang, Wei Ke and the cat-looking Mr. Xiong in front of him have.
It can even carry a mudslide! Let alone such a small, weird stick that sucks blood.
Even in his heart, even if the "Mountain God" of Lao Shizi really existed, he would not be a match for Mr. Fu Yang! Now, Teng Xiaosong has a kind of blind worship and confidence in Fu Yang.
In almost a few breaths, the wooden stick had sucked up the poor goat's blood - turning it into a mummy.
The wooden stick made a slight "crackling" sound, and many buds sprouted on it again, and a flower bone appeared!
Hehehe...
Fu Yang sneered and stretched out his finger to flick it.
Whoosh!
A blue light flashed and hit the wooden stick accurately.
Squeak, squeak!
The wooden stick actually made an insect-like chirping sound and began to twist violently, looking very painful. Then, it broke into pieces, turned into sawdust and fell to the ground, turning into powder.
This, this, this...
Deng Jun and Deng Ying were shocked again. They both looked at Fu Yang, their lips trembling, speechless.
After a long while, Deng Yingcai said: "Mr. Fu Yang, you, what you just did was..."
Fu Yang laughed and did not answer directly, but looked at them: "You two, I want to ask. According to some ancient legends in the town, or records in ancient books or something, they came here to show off their power and kill young boys thousands of years ago.
How powerful are the virgin angels? Let’s be more specific. I believe that they must have taken action to make everyone fear them.”
this……
Deng Jun, whose beard and hair were all white, thought for a while and said in an old voice: "According to the legend of our town, at the earliest time, it must be about two or three thousand years ago, right? When the terrible angels came for the first few times, everyone
There was resistance. One of the gods took action and shattered a house in an instant. Another one chanted a spell and turned ten cows into mud powder."
oh?
Fu Yang thought about it for a while.
To kill ten cows in an instant, you need to recite the spell, that is, cast the spell completely. It means that the strength is not very good, at most one to two people.
Seeing him in a daze, Deng Ying was about to speak when Fu Yang asked them: "So... do you think a divine messenger can break a hill with one punch? Or punch through the ground and draw out underground water?"
Before the other party had time to answer, Fu Yang said: "I can!"
What?!
Deng Ying and Deng Jun were shocked, as if they didn't hear what Fu Yang said clearly.
Especially Deng Ying, who is still middle-aged and in the prime of life, his face changed: "Mr. Fu Yang, although you destroyed the sacred tree just now, it really surprised us. Is that a Chinese martial art? Are you better than Bruce Lee?
Huang Feihong is a powerful martial artist? But...he broke a hill with one punch and penetrated the ground. Are you sure you are not talking nonsense?"