It’s okay to say that the live broadcast is popular. After all, the quality is not high. At worst, it can only be absorbed slowly.

No matter how large the quantity is, it is just enough to satisfy the mountain god.

But if the Mountain Runner's pure faith were all thrown at Lan Yu, it would most likely cause her to fall into a deep sleep and take more than a year to digest.

Zhang Bei thought for a long time and finally decided to divide this visit to the mountain into two parts.

Most of them let Wang Laoer take charge and be responsible for Changbai Mountain.

He took a small number of people to take charge of Lan Yufeng.

After so many years, everyone is basically familiar with the process of paying respect to the mountain in Changbai Mountain, and there will be no problems even if you are not around.

However, there is a new mountain on the other side of Lan Yufeng. The process of mountain worship this time is much more complicated, so it is more secure to lead the team by yourself.

After determining the specific process, Zhang Bei also discussed it with Wang Laoer while drinking mutton soup in the evening.

"That's what I plan to do for the time being. Is there any problem with you?"

"No problem, I know all the procedures for mountain worship."

"That's okay, then I will take Shen Feng and the others to Lan Yu Peak."

"good!"

When Zhang Bei mentioned Lan Yufeng, Wang Laoer couldn't help but smacked his lips.

The taste of the Northeastern Rana seems to be right in your mouth. The fresh and tender taste makes you want to have another meal after eating it.

The next few days were much quieter. Zhang Bei was busy with Jingshan's process and had no time to broadcast live.

I can only occasionally update the progress of the wood carving to appease the fans in the live broadcast room.

Before I knew it, the time came three days later.

Early in the morning, all the existing mountain runners stood at the entrance of the village with a small basket.

Zhang Bei had a red cloth tied around his head and a coat used by shamans in ancient times.

"Set off!"

As the leader's voice fell, the mountain runners quickly divided into two teams, and some followed Zhang Bei into the car and drove towards Lan Yufeng.

The other part lowered their heads and murmured "Mountain God bless you" as they walked step by step towards the foot of Changbai Mountain.

Zhang Beicheng moved his wrist and clicked on his own camera.

"Everyone, long time no see!"

Monk who stayed up late during the Nascent Soul stage: [Come on, come on, every time you start the live broadcast just as I’m getting ready to go to bed!]

She said that was a story: [Is King Pigeon willing to start a live broadcast?]

He said that if you wear it, it doesn’t count: [Isn’t your outfit a bit ultra-modern?]

Zhang Bei looked at the snowy barrage in the live broadcast room and fixed the camera.

"Today is Qingming Festival, and it is also the annual mountain-respecting activity for mountain runners. This time we are divided into two teams..."

After briefly explaining the purpose of today, Zhang Bei leaned on the chair and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Although his attire is very simple, in fact, the priest's uniform alone weighs more than thirty kilograms.

This does not include the large number of things that I have to carry to worship the mountain.

If we add them all up, it would be at least more than seventy kilograms.

After arriving at the dirt road, he had to walk step by step towards the foot of the mountain.

Now, if you can still save your stamina, just save your stamina.

With such big expectations for Jingshan's event, even if Zhang Bei didn't say anything, the entire live broadcast room was still extremely lively.

The car stopped outside Lan Yufeng, and Zhang Bei took the lead to get out with a large backpack.

"Mountain runners, respect the mountains!"

The increased volume made everyone look serious, and they quickly packed their things and followed Zhang Bei.

Zhang Bei took a deep breath and pulled out a handful of flags he had placed behind his back.

The flag depicts thunder on the top and mountain peaks on the bottom.

It originated from shamans and was eventually passed down among mountain runners.

Carrying seventy kilograms of equipment, Zhang Bei had to exert a lot of energy every step he took.

But every step is extremely determined.

"First respect, pray to the mountain god!"

After trailing off, Zhang Bei waved the flag in his hand.

A mountain runner standing behind Zhang Bei opened the red cloth covering the basket and scattered the grains inside to the surrounding land.

"Respect, pray to the mountain god!"

Zhang Bei then took the second step and waved the flag in his hand again.

"Second respect, the mountain god protects you!"

Another mountain runner stood up and scattered the rice in the basket onto the ground.

"Respect, the mountain god protects you!"

The third step, the fourth step...

After waving the flag eight times, the group reached the foot of the mountain.

Zhang Bei took a deep breath and planted the flag on the ground at his feet.

"The ninth respect is to respect the mountain god!"

As the voice fell, Zhang Bei lowered his body and bowed to the blue jade peak in front of him.

The mountain runners at the back knelt down neatly and kowtowed.

In the mountain forest, a tiger roar came out, resounding in all directions.

At this point, half of the mountain-respecting activity was completed, and Zhang Bei could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

For Jingshan, the most difficult part is the road ahead.

There is absolutely no room for mistakes for any mountain runner here.

That means disrespect to the mountain god!

After completing the nine salutes, Zhang Bei opened his backpack.

It was filled with all kinds of fruits and two tied up live chickens.

"Let's go."

Shen Feng stood beside Zhang Bei and reached out to take the huge backpack.

Zhang Bei took out an apple and threw it into the forest.

Listening to the chirping of birds around, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Having a response means it's a good thing. Lan Yu's current ability may not even reach the mountainside.

But being able to respond at the foot of the mountain in Jingshan means that she has definitely gained a lot this time.

Along the way, I threw fruits into the woods.

By the time we reached the halfway point of the mountain, the entire large backpack was almost empty.

After untying the last two live chickens, Zhang Bei took a deep breath and imitated the roar of a tiger.

Only when Jingshan reaches this point can it be considered the real end.

Shen Feng looked at the process that was finally over and finally let out a breath.

"How about the boss?"

"I didn't tell you before that there are forest frogs in Lanyu Peak. I also saw spring silkworms before. As expected, we will be living here for a long time in autumn."

Upon hearing Zhang Bei's answer, a smile suddenly flashed across Shen Feng's face.

The more things there are in the mountains, the easier life will be for mountain runners.

"The roar of a tiger just now?"

"Don't worry, there will be no problem."

Shen Feng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Since I told the boss that there is no problem, this place will become a place frequented by mountain runners in autumn.

"You guys go back first. Shen Feng will wait for me in the car for a while. I'll go up there and take a look."

"good!"

"Be careful, boss!"

"be safe!"

…

Zhang Bei waved his hand and walked up to the top of the mountain alone.

By the way, I took a look at the rapid barrage in the live broadcast room.

Nangong:【Shocking!】

Cuttlefish Boy: [Shocking 1]
Chapter completed!