Chapter 13 Gods (3,000-word chapters are requested to collect and recommend votes)

"But why do you do this?" Zhang Yang looked at Qianqian. A clay sculpture, even if it was crushed and ashes, it didn't make any sense in his opinion.

Of course, this question has always been his question.

"Hmph! Of course, there is an irreconcilable hatred!"

Suddenly, the temperature in the entire tomb dropped sharply, and even Zhang Yang felt a hint of chill.

And the source of the chill is Qianqian.

"But that's just a statue!"

"Haha, statue! If it were just a statue, that would be great!" Qianqian was still full of resentment word by word, and asked without a detailed explanation: "Do you know what a god is?"

When she asked this, Zhang Yang became a little confused.

But he felt a little sad. He had a premonition that what Qianqian was going to say next was likely to be related to things that he could not reach at this level at the moment.

Since he had this opportunity, he was patient and prepared to be a spectator.

Zhang Yang shook his head and said that he didn't know.

"The word "God" actually originated from the mouth of your human race. The first thing refers to those who have made great contributions to your human race. After they die, they will be enthroned by the human king or the people, and worship them as gods. For these dead people, they are not completely dead. You must know that the more advanced the cultivation becomes, even if they are alive, there are many magical wonders. Therefore, after being enthroned by the court or worshipped by people from all over the country, people from all over the country will often sculpt statues and worship them. The more people of this person worship, the more thoughts they will have. Continuous accumulation, the clay sculpture will have spirituality. This is the original god!"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

When Qianqian first talked about it, he thought that the so-called gods were those with high cultivation, but he didn't expect that it was just a product of countless thoughts gathering.

However, he remembered the saying that the thought was spiritual. Combined with the thought of the Duantou Mountain God, he felt a little in his heart.

Obviously, the Dullhead Mountain God should be such a god, but I am afraid that he will have a grudge against the Qianqian sister and become a loser in the battle.

"In addition, there are also a group of gods, whose nature is similar to that of the gods you humans, but they are not you humans, but demons! In southern Xinjiang and northern Vietnam, these kinds of gods are worshipped!"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Since worshiping people can become gods, then worshiping demons and ghosts can be naturally, and at the same time, it also responds to the saying that all things are equal.

Zhang Yang asked, "Can the mountain god be the demon and the spirit become a spirit?"

"Not that, but the third kind of evil spirit!" Qianqian shook her head and said, "Don't you know what happened to Xiao Wangzhuang next door?"

As soon as he talked about Xiao Wangzhuang, Aunt Wang's gossip suddenly rang out. It is said that several people in Xiao Wangzhuang died inexplicably, and almost all of them were sucked into people and finally fell on the beam of the house.

He originally thought that this approach was related to Qianqian and the girls, but now it seems that the mountain god is doing it.

However, it was a bit evil to be able to do such a strange thing! At this time, he couldn't help but recall the head he saw on the road. It had a pair of cow horns on its head, but its nose was a bit like a horse. As for the mouth, it looked like a human. If you look at it separately, it wouldn't feel anything, but assembled together... it would be a bit scary.

Zhang Yang was a little confused and asked again: "Shibei Village is closer, why didn't he attack Shibei Village?"

"Haha, do you think he doesn't want to attack Shibei Village?" Qianqian gave Zhang Yang a blank look and explained: "It's not because your Shibei Village is too powerful, and the mountain god has just become a spirit. Not to mention your Shibei Village for a few years, even our sisters are probably not a match!"

As he said that, the girls' eyes were red, and the little girl named Bai Xue next to her burst into tears.

Bai Xue sobbed and murmured, "Last time the bad guy came to the cave and asked us to drink with him. At that time, Sister Qianqian was not here and we couldn't beat him. In the end, Sister Hu Mei had to go over to protect us. Later... The bad guy was bad at Sister Hu Mei, and Sister Hu Mei could not fight..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yang has basically figured out the origin.

No wonder the statue of the mountain god had a tuft of fur on his hand, I'm afraid it was caught in the battle at that time.

As for the head being cut off, Qianqian probably was surprised.

However, what he didn't expect was that Qianqian would actually say that Shibei Village is very powerful, which undoubtedly made him wonder again.

There are only eighteen families in the village. Although there are many left, most of them are elderly people with broken legs, as well as some women and children. How could such a broken village be considered powerful?

Of course, it is not unpowerful either.

At least in Zhang Yang's memory, the tax officials who came to collect taxes in the county several times were polite to those old men who were kind-hearted and kind-hearted on weekdays.

Zhang Yang was a little puzzled. Could it be that the old men in the village are all masters who are hidden in their hearts?

Thinking about it again, I feel that it doesn't look like it.

Who has ever seen a master cook a duck egg and eat it in two meals?

That's too much price loss, right?

Zhang Yang looked puzzled in Qianqian, and his thoughts continued to explain: "There are many veterans in Shibei Village, and those people are elite soldiers fighting on the battlefield. Any murderous aura can rush straight to a hundred meters. And even though these people are old, it does not mean they can't do it anymore. These people have practiced the martial arts of the army and the blood of the blood. They are the nemesis of ghosts and demons!"

"So that's it!" Zhang Yang finally understood the power of Shibei Village in Qianqian's mouth.

Although he only talked about a few words, it benefited a lot for him, even more than the original owner of his body in his lifetime.

After figuring out the question that he had been puzzled, Zhang Yang did not continue to ask anything. After all, it was getting late now and he had to comment on the contents on the fox fur as soon as possible so that he could go home as soon as possible.

Shangqing Xuanlu said it was a book, but in fact it didn’t have much content.

In fact, it is just a practice technique, which is different from the Mangniu Fist that Zhang Yang has come into contact with now.

Mangniuquan focuses on physical practice. Although Shangqing Xuanlu also contains some physical practice methods, most of them focus on spiritual practice and have certain similarities with Confucian supernatural powers.

A short piece of fox fur, with a total of more than 1,800 words, is divided into three parts.

The first part is body refining.

The second part is to refine the gods.

The third part is to attain enlightenment.

The contents of the first two parts are written in detail, but the proof part only has one sentence to send physical evidence.

However, Zhang Yang now talks about the cultivation level, but he has not even reached the beginning of the game. No matter which part of the content is, it is a cloud for him.

However, after commenting, he still recorded these contents in his heart. After all, he always felt that this technique was familiar, and he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

After the comments were finished, it was already very late, Zhang Yang was about to say goodbye to Qianqian and other women.

Although he might be scolded by his mother when he went home at night, he was still very happy to have ten taels of silver. With these ten taels of silver, he could solve a lot of trouble for him.

"Miss Qianqian, I have already commented for you!" Zhang Yang put down his pen and handed the fox fur and a booklet to Qianqian and said, "If there is nothing else, I will go back!"

"Thank you so much!" Qianqian took the fox fur and the booklet and did not watch it. She took out another ingot of silver from her sleeve and smiled: "I'll bother you to bother you tonight. You'll be apologizing for the young master. This ingot of silver is originally prepared for the young master. However, the young master may have something to do and need to go out recently. I wonder if the young master can take a few hours a day to help teach the sisters?"

As she said that, she pointed to the girls standing beside her and said, "If the young master wants to, Qianqian will give you a favor!"

Another ten taels of silver, Zhang Yang was filled with joy.

Although I was worried and scared, the reward was rich and worth the money.

However, he will not be easy in the future. From tomorrow onwards, he will go to Qinghe Academy to study, and in addition, he will have to prepare some preparations for moving to Qinghe Town, which can be said to be absolutely not easy.

If Qianqian promised to help teach the girls, it would be necessary to waste a lot of time every day, so his time would definitely not be enough.

He was hesitating, and Qianqian said, "Although my sisters are not at a high level, they are absolutely mediocre. I think the young master seems to be practicing the method of body refining and can be just one or two of them. Just wait for the cultivation to be successful and not to say that you can walk a thousand miles a day, eight hundred miles a day, and the young master will also have many conveniences in the future."

To be honest, since Qianqian was lifted by Zhang Yang has had an extremely longing for Feitian.

But he also knew that it would be difficult to cultivate to Qianqian's level. Now, he was undoubtedly moved by Qianqian's saying that he could travel 800 miles a day.

In ancient times, it was almost impossible for people to travel 800 miles a day.

Even if it is a man, you have to be quick.

Having a speed to go to Qinghe Town is almost the same as taking a walk. The most important thing is that if you can really get guidance from a few women, Zhang Yang believes that his Mangniu Fist technique will definitely improve rapidly and may soon form combat power.

He thought about it again and again and finally nodded.

He could not refuse at all.

After reaching an agreement with Qianqian, Qianqian sent Zhang Yang to outside Shibei Village. This time he used flying, and smelled the fragrance of Qianqian's body again from close range, making Zhang Yang angry and imaginative again.
Chapter completed!