Except for Mr. Cao and Mr. Cao, almost everyone else saw blood. Fortunately, they were only minor injuries and did not hurt their lives. They were bandaged with some herbs and then stopped.
After dealing with this, everyone was still too frightened to come to their senses.
Chief Cao didn't care about this, and called them one by one to kowtow in front of the mountain god statue, so that they could understand how they got through this disaster today.
Chen Changsheng watched the whole process without saying anything.
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It's quiet at night.
A cold wind blew outside the temple.
"Crack."
The fire was lit again, the newly added firewood crackling and sparks occasionally flying out.
It was especially silent in front of the fire, with only one person speaking.
Everyone huddled together for warmth, as if the light of the fire could give them some comfort.
Now they dare not go anywhere anymore.
He didn't even dare to leave the temple gate.
In their opinion, only this mountain temple can give them some peace of mind.
"Two oxen, add some more firewood."
Mr. Cao said softly.
Erniu nodded in agreement, and then added some more firewood.
After a while, the fire became more intense.
Mr. Cao stared at the fire, and the flickering firelight reflected in his eyes. He just watched quietly, a little dazed.
The other few people gathered together, standing close together, as if they were surviving a disaster.
I'm really lucky not to die here.
Chen Changsheng handed the cooking cake to the leader.
Boss Cao came back to his senses, took it in his hand, and said, "Thank you, sir."
Chen Changsheng said: "You originally gave it to me."
Mr. Cao forced a smile, and then swallowed the whole pancake.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It feels good to still be able to eat cooking cakes."
Chen Changsheng said: "The remaining life after a disaster is naturally precious."
But Boss Cao didn't listen.
It was too chaotic and he didn't have the heart to remember everyone, but what he knew was that the only calm person at the scene was Mr. Chen next to him.
This gentleman behaved very normally and did not yell like others. At first, Boss Cao just thought that the gentleman had a good nature, but now that he thought about it, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
The gentleman started talking about the mountain god.
The mountain god really showed up!
Boss Cao always felt that their ability to survive this disaster was inextricably linked to this gentleman.
"Sir, have you encountered such a situation before?" Boss Cao asked.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "This is also the first time that Chen has met."
Boss Cao looked at the gentleman's eyes and saw that his eyes were particularly calm, without any fluctuations.
"What's wrong?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Mr. Cao shook his head and said, "Nothing. Are you still hungry, sir? I'll get two more cakes."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Sit down and rest, Chen is not hungry."
With that said, he took out the wine gourd, looked at Mr. Cao and said, "Want some wine?"
"Um."
As before, Mr. Cao took the wine with his hands, then raised his head and drank it.
He enjoyed the sip of wine.
Carefully consider the taste and keep it in mind.
After finishing the drink, he sighed and said: "Good wine..."
No one dared to sleep that night.
It wasn't until the sky turned gray and there was some light that everyone dared to close their eyes and squint for a while.
After staying up all night, everyone couldn't bear it anymore, so they simply squinted for a while.
Chen Changsheng glanced at Baotou and saw that Baotou had his eyes narrowed, as if he had fallen asleep.
He thought for a moment, got up and walked out of the mountain temple.
When he came to one side, he turned around and glanced at the mountain temple behind him, and said, "Aren't you coming out yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a line of white smoke rose up.
What he saw was an old man with a stooped figure and dressed in linen clothes appearing in front of Chen Changsheng.
After meeting Chen Changsheng, his legs softened and he knelt down.
"The little god pays homage to the immortal."
After the mountain god knelt down, he did not dare to raise his head. He was trembling, and he was even more worried about himself.
"Get up and talk." Chen Changsheng said calmly.
The old mountain god nodded slightly, then stood up.
But he still didn't dare to raise his head to look at the Immortal, and kept his posture extremely low.
Chen Changsheng asked: "How many years have you been the mountain god?"
"It has been more than two hundred and thirty years since I returned to Shangxian."
"After more than two hundred years, you have accumulated some incense, right?"
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and asked, "How come there is so little incense left to deal with a little demon now?"
"Little God, little God..."
The mountain god was trembling and his legs felt a little weak.
"Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me!"
The mountain god immediately knelt down and said: "The little god should not turn a blind eye, let alone allow that monster to run wild. Please ask the immortal to spare his life."
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but sigh. He turned his head and glanced at the mountain temple. The temple was in dilapidated condition. It could be seen that no one had come to offer incense for a long time.
Raise your hand.
A breeze dragged the old mountain god up.
The old mountain god was stunned for a moment. He was a little confused and said: "Shangxian..."
Chen Changsheng said: "It is not easy for you to save some incense. Once the incense is gone, your position as the god of the mountain will be gone in a few days. It is only human nature that you have selfish motives."
The old mountain god paused on the spot, and he sighed: "The gods are merciful. Since the villages at the foot of the mountain were moved away a few years ago, it has been difficult for the incense to come in. The little god abides by his duties to protect the mountain. Last night, in order to deal with the rat demon, he did not leave any
The Immortal will not take into account the faults of the lesser gods at all, and the lesser gods will be grateful!"
As he talked, the old mountain god seemed to be about to cry. His expression was particularly miserable, which showed that his life had not been easy these years.
The temple was dilapidated and no one had repaired it, and it is now in a dilapidated state. Decades have passed, and it can be seen that it is not easy to maintain the life of the mountain.
Chen Changsheng waved his hand and said, "I didn't say I don't care at all."
The old mountain god looked at the Immortal, and then heard what the Immortal in front of him said.
"As the righteous god of the mountain, it is your duty to protect those who cross the mountain. No matter how much incense there is, you turn a blind eye. It is your fault."
"However, Mr. Chen noticed that the grass and trees here are very rich in essence. I think you also put a lot of effort into taking care of this Jiguan Mountain. I will remember you for your contribution."
The old mountain god was relieved after hearing this. He was about to speak when the immortal's voice changed.
"But this merit cannot offset the former's fault."
Chen Changsheng said: "But now you have no incense on your body, and there is no punishment. This mountain needs a righteous god, so I will allow you to make up for your mistakes and repay them someday."
The old mountain god finally breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said: "The little god thanks the immortal for his forgiveness!"
Chen Changsheng then spoke: "From now on, as long as passers-by enter this mountain realm, you must ensure that those who are ordinary or have meritorious deeds come out of the mountain safely, while those who are evil cannot be seen. If you encounter monsters causing trouble, you will not care about good or evil.
We have to take action, do you have any objections?"
When the old mountain god heard this, he bowed his head and said, "The little god should do his best!"
Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and said one word.