The mountain god was silent for a long time and shook his head regretfully: "This matter is really beyond my old ability. If I could turn a blind eye to the villagers and make a living by hunting, now the mountains are covered with heavy snow, and I am really powerless."

Lu Gong was silent.

But the land turned his eyes and said, "Brother, you are not kind enough to say this. The assets in the mountains are much richer than ours. Even if you just take out anything from the cracks of your nails, it will be enough for the villagers to survive."

The mountain god sighed and said, "Brother, I don't want to work hard, I'm really helpless. I'd better think of another way."

The helplessness in the old man's eyes was clearly visible. As the mountain god believed in by the nearby villagers, he should have done something, but now in this world, let alone helping the villagers, he cannot protect himself.

As the largest mountain within a radius of hundreds of miles, I don’t know how many eyes are staring at it. If he makes a mistake, the consequences will not be afforded.

When Tudi saw Lu Gong, he fell silent and held the branch and simply stopped talking.

I don’t know how long it took, but the mountain god took a breath, stood up tremblingly, and said, “It’s time for me to go back to the mountains to watch. I can’t find food these days. Maybe the group of beasts will go to the village to be a disaster.”

Listening to the old voice of the mountain god, Lu Gong's eyes suddenly lit up. "Senior Mountain God, wait."

The mountain god turned around and was a little confused.

Lu Gong said directly: "The wild animal you just mentioned is the wild boar that has become a sperm?"

Speaking of pig spirit, the mountain god was obviously a little weak and nodded, "The beast has gathered almost all the wild boars in the mountains, and it is lawless. If I hadn't been here this year, I would have to give them some color."

"Is there any way for senior mountain god to drive some wild boars here?"

As soon as Lu Gong finished speaking, before the mountain god spoke, the land had already changed his face and shouted. "No, this must not be done. If I offend that stupid guy, wouldn't I be at peace here?"

He had heard of the wild boar spirit. I don’t know how many villages nearby have been poisoned by it. Fortunately, Xiaokan Village is located outside Qinglan Mountain and has not yet been affected here.

"This is a good idea to kill two birds with one stone." The mountain god pondered.

The land shook his head repeatedly, and the branches kept hitting the top of Lu Gong's head. "Don't give all the bad ideas."

However, the mountain god followed this idea and looked at the villagers who had passed by the temple entrance and landed on the wild vegetable that had reborn buds in the distance. He suddenly nodded vigorously. "Why didn't I think about letting the villagers unite to eliminate the harm?"

He slapped his thigh and decided suddenly. "It's great, let's try Xiaokan Village first."

The earth's face was extremely dark. When he heard the mountain god's decision, he kicked Lu Gong hard and cried. "You are really hurting me."

"Don't say that, if you can eliminate harm for the people, it will be a merit." The mountain god persuaded him. "Now, wild boar spirits are rampant, and sooner or later they will be involved in Xiaokan Village. If you can take the opportunity to calm this disaster and make Qinglan Mountain purity clear, you will also have immeasurable merit."

The land suddenly felt like it was falling into a pit. He tried his best to struggle, but Lu Gong and the mountain god said everything, which made him unable to refute it.

He hung his head and had a bitter face.

"I'm sorry, can't I have it?"

Seeing that the land had been persuaded, the mountain god bowed deeply to Lu Gong and said, "Then I will also make preparations. In three days, I will try my best to get the first batch of wild boars here, and I hope you can be prepared."

After saying that, he took a deep look at the thick steamed buns in the small temple, swallowed subconsciously, and then turned around and left.

For this scene, the land just pretended that nothing had been seen.

"I think Senior Shan God has been hungry for a long time, why don't you want to give him some?" As soon as the mountain God left, Lu Gong asked him out of his doubts.

Tudi sat upright on the sacred platform and said coldly: "I don't want to get shit in my pants."

Lu Gong heard what he said, and couldn't help but be curious. "How do you say this?"

"There is nothing to say. Who made him ungrateful and offended the City God... If he could be a little enlightened, he would not end like this now." Tudi said sarcastically.

Lu Gong was even more curious and asked about his history.

The land hesitated for a long time before briefly explaining the causes and consequences.

It turned out that the Qinglan Mountain God was made of a thousand-year-old ginseng, because it used to often appear to help hunters who were lost in the mountains. Later, it was offered up by nearby villagers and wrote a letter to become the guardian saint of Qinglan Mountain.

But decades ago, after the replacement of the City God of Tianshui County, he asked him to offer herbal medicines and mineral veins in the mountains many times. He refused to do so and eventually offended the City God. More than ten years ago, the City God was furious and wrote to Si Tianjian and ticked his name, causing his divine character to shatter, his divine power to be lost, and he fell to his current appearance.

"Looking back to the time when my brother was appointed as the mountain god, he was so glorious in Shanshui County, and his heroic figure was so heroic that no one could envy him. Unfortunately, it was a dream in Nan Ke after all..." The land sighed endlessly.

When the mountain god was enthroned, it was a young man. Now, in less than a few decades, he is already like this picture that is about to be gone. How can it not make people sigh?

"Isn't the mountain god just a protector of herbs and mineral veins? What's wrong with him doing this? This city god is too much." After hearing this, Lu Gong felt extremely angry.

"Forget it, what responsibilities are and what responsibilities are in their own way? After all, isn't it the above sentence?" Tudi sneered at Lu Gong's behavior.

"Isn't anyone going to report this city god?" Lu Gong said angrily.

Tudi smiled and said, "Report? It's your ability to walk out of this place. You saw that white-headed villain last time, right? Do you think people will reason with you? Xiaokan Village only needs to pay ten offerings every month, which is the rule of recording the book, but what's the use? He said that fifty is only fifty in three months. Do you dare to say no?"

Lu Gong couldn't help but remember the scene more than half a month ago. At that time, the land was so scared that he didn't even dare to get up. The white-haired villain was no longer as simple as being arrogant.

It seemed as if I could see Lu Gong's mood, and the land continued: "It would be light to punch you. If I really offend them, I might just demolish your temple and destroy your divine character. In the past few decades, as far as I know, it was destroyed by those wild cultivators. There were no ten or eight of the little gods like us."

"What is Wild Cultivator?" Lu Gong asked.

"The practitioners in the Sitianjian list are all high-ranking judges, and those who are not in the list and have the ability to communicate with gods, so we collectively call them wild cultivators. These guys dare to do whatever damage their good deeds for money, digging graves and tearing temples, killing gods and robbing goods, are the existences that we little gods with no strength fear the most."

Lu Gong has a lot of understanding of this world in his heart.

Here, those who can communicate with gods are monks with special cultivation, most of whom are used by the court and entered into the Sitianjian, while some of whom are not valued by the court are wandering in the human world and doing things like communicating with ghosts and gods.

They are proficient in magic and evil means, and even killing gods is no problem.

These uncontrolled practitioners are called divine masters by the people, but gods call them wild cultivators.

The most common witches among the people are the lowest-end ones among this group. In addition, those who learn Taoism in the mountains are the most powerful ones. Some are not in the Sitianjian roster, but are highly respected.
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