Chapter 106 The purpose behind it
It was not dark yet. According to Hei Lu, the mountain god would only appear at night, so going to the mountain god temple now would be a waste of time.
But Zhao Yushu didn't think so. Not showing up and not being there were two different things. Where else could the mountain god go except in the main temple? At most, there was no way to kill him now, but there might be a chance to chat with him and get some words from him.
Zhao Yushu laughed at himself and thought, Old Zhao, am I going to be a big talker after all?
By the way, there are also those two bastards from the Nanyang Zhang family who are helping the tyrant. We must find a way to get rid of them this time. If we still can’t get rid of them, let them run back to Nanyang. That’s their home ground, and it won’t be easy to take action against them again.
Zhao Yushu walked and thought, his brain turned several circles, and he made several plans for various possible situations in the future, but there was one most important thing he couldn't figure out, that is, why did the mountain god care about him so much? It couldn't be that he wanted to take over his body like the ghost Buddha.
Zhao Yushu was familiar with the route and there was no one to stop him along the way, so he walked straight to the outside of the hall without saying hello or hiding himself. He just walked in with a swagger.
I am in very good condition now. Even if the Mountain God and the Zhang brothers use their all, they may not be able to stop me if I want to leave.
Above the altar, the place where the mountain god originally sat was indeed empty. Zhao Yushu walked to the altar and took a closer look. He had come and left in a hurry last night and had not taken a good look at what this altar with a history of four hundred years looked like.
The incense table and candlesticks had long disappeared, and the altar was covered with dust. Under the gray dust, a tattered scroll lay there quietly.
Zhao Yushu casually opened the scroll and couldn't help laughing: "After all, it's the imperial edict bestowed upon you by Taizu. You are also a mountain god after all, can't you use some of your spiritual power to protect me? I almost broke into pieces when I touched you."
Zhao Yushu seemed to be talking to himself. As soon as he finished speaking, the mountain god's ethereal voice echoed in the hall: "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't."
"You look really sick."
"Yes, I was conferred the title by Taizu. I will rise and fall with the Tang Dynasty."
Zhao Yushu confirmed his thoughts and couldn't help but sigh: "I've read the court report. Although there is some chaos in the south, the country is generally peaceful. The Liao Kingdom is still being suppressed by the Tang Dynasty, and the people in the Eastern Capital are living quite well..."
"You come from Dongdu."
"Correct."
"Are only the people of Dongdu considered as common people?"
Zhao Yushu was speechless. Thinking of the Wangwan Village where no one was left alive, he even felt choked and felt a little uncomfortable: "Can eating people solve the problem?"
"The people of the Tang Dynasty can sacrifice their lives for the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, so why can't they sacrifice their lives for the mountain gods of the Tang Dynasty?"
Zhao Yushu shook his head: "I believe that everyone is equal, and they don't need to sacrifice their lives for anyone or God. Of course, I know you don't agree, and I don't intend to convince you."
The mountain god was silent for a long time. Zhao Yushu sat in front of the altar and asked, "You seem to be very interested in me?"
The mountain god chuckled and said, "You think too highly of yourself."
Zhao Yushu's old face turned red and he couldn't help but want to curse.
"Hei Lu grew up in the mountains. I like this child very much." The mountain god suddenly spoke and talked about Hei Lu. Zhao Yushu did not interrupt. He liked listening to stories, especially stories that might involve cause and effect.
"One year, a flash flood broke out and a sword was washed out. Black Deer picked it up."
Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes and called out "Ming Hong".
"Although the sword was broken, Black Deer liked it very much. He tied the sword together with vines and carried it with him every day."
Zhao Yushu understood why the cross-section of Minghong had such old marks. It turned out that when Heilu found it, it was a broken sword, and it was unknown how many years had passed since it was broken.
"But I am afraid of that sword. It makes me feel death!"
The mountain god's voice suddenly became excited: "I asked Black Deer to throw away the sword, but he refused and even hid it so that I couldn't find him. He should be the next mountain god, how could he not listen to me!"
Zhao Yushu listened quietly, without refuting or responding.
"I'm already starting to feel weak. The underworld has set its sights on my soul and is preparing to absorb my divine position. They're already here, watching me! They're in my soul! Zhao Yushu, you can't escape!"
The hall suddenly shook, rubble and branches fell down, and the shadow of a huge tree appeared and disappeared on the altar.
Zhao Yushu stood up immediately. The mountain god was crazy. No, he was not only crazy, he was no longer a complete mountain god. There was another soul in his spirit, the underworld! This world has godhood, so naturally there is also the underworld! Is this underworld that thing?
"I want a clean child! It's so delicious! I want to live longer! I can't die!" It was not yet dark, but the shadow of the giant tree on the altar was becoming clearer and clearer. The mountain god was about to appear!
“Evil beast!” Zhao Yushu drew his sword angrily. It turned out that this was not the first time a child was sacrificed. He just happened to see it this time. “Mountain God, you are unworthy of being a guardian spirit!”
"Zhao Yushu, give me the sword! Let me kill the messenger from the underworld!"
Sword? How did he know the sword was on me? Did he sense it?
Zhao Yushu took out half of Minghong and asked, "Do you want it?"
"No, not this one! The other one!"
Zhao Yushu was suddenly struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.
Mrs. Xu?
Could it be that the mountain god was not interested in him, but Madam Xu?
Why is he interested in Madam Xu? Because Madam Xu can kill the so-called messenger from the underworld?
Zhao Yushu instinctively wanted to summon Madam Xu, but immediately interrupted this idea. The mountain god's goal at this time was to capture Madam Xu, but as long as he didn't summon her, the other party would never be able to snatch her away, even if he died!
Holding a fire-patterned sword in his right hand and a half-sword of a flying eagle in his left hand, Zhao Yushu stared at the giant tree that had completely appeared: "Mountain God, you are appointed by the emperor to protect this area. If you perform your duties faithfully and keep this area safe, even if there is a change in the world, who knows if the next emperor will not continue to appoint you? But you want to bring disaster to this area for your own selfish desires!"
“Why, you want to kill me?” The mountain god sneered, and the fruit core in the tree trunk jumped. “I thought I was going to die, but I didn’t expect you to come to my door. Give me the sword, and I will kill the messenger of the underworld and take the black deer’s body. I will leave this broken mountain for the underworld to vent its anger. The sky is big and the earth is big, but this god is immortal!”
"It's just getting dark and you're already dreaming. What do you have to steal my things? Are you two idiots sneaking around behind my back?" Zhao Yushu turned around calmly, looking at the Zhang brothers with grim faces who had just walked out of the darkness with some disdain.
What a joke, my Second Heaven is about to overflow, and my spiritual power is comparable to the peak of Third Heaven. You two, one is in the First Heaven, one is in the Second Heaven who is almost drained dry, and you are a half-dead mountain god. Even if you have pollen, so what? Bite me, idiot!
The hall stopped shaking, and the same disdainful voice echoed in the hall. This tone reminded Zhao Yushu of the mocking tone of the mountain god who was delaying time last night: "Zhao Yushu, what makes you think that you can fight a god?"