Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 10 The Mountain God Marries a Wife
Sure enough, this idiot started to show off...

The little squirrel on the table couldn't help but rolled its eyes.

Li Erhu was taken aback by his words, he stammered and asked, "You...what do you mean?"

"What do you think?" Fu Miaozhu sighed, and said softly, "Okay, then I'll make it clearer, the mountain god wants to marry a wife, so he used this pork leg as a bride price——Li Erhu, I remember the girl from the Ni family Will it be time for Ji next year?"

"My sister? This..."

Li Erhu was a little overwhelmed by Miao Zhu's few words.

If other people said this, Li Erhu would definitely not believe it.

After all, Fu Miaozhu is Lao Miaozhu's nephew, and Lao Miaozhu was one of his most trusted people before his death.

After hesitating for a while, Li Erhu finally chose to believe Fu Miaozhu's words.

He asked cautiously: "Then I don't want this pork leg, can I?"

"That depends on what the mountain god grandpa wants!" Fu Miaozhu was overjoyed and said quickly, "How about this, you bring that pork leg tomorrow, and I will take the pig leg to the mountain to meet the mountain god grandpa and ask for you."

"..."

Li Erhu's expression changed, he thought for a long time, and then nodded.

"Okay, that's it, I'll go back and get the pork leg!"

After speaking, Li Erhu turned around and ran towards his home.

Fu Miaozhu hurriedly called out to stop him: "Hey, wait!"

Li Erhu immediately stopped and asked doubtfully, "What else is there?"

Fu Miaozhu explained: "Don't be so anxious, send it over tomorrow, think about it for another day."

Li Erhu shook his head: "Don't think about it, I..."

"Oh!" Fu Miaozhu interrupted Li Erhu impatiently, "Li Erhu, what should I say about you, why don't you understand? Returning the betrothal gift now, isn't it slapping the face of the mountain god grandpa?"

"Yes...is that so?"

Li Erhu's eyes were a little confused, as if he believed Fu Miaozhu's words.

Fu Miaozhu frowned and said, "Don't you know the nature of Grandpa Mountain God better than I do?"

"OK then."

After hesitating for a while, Li Erhu still nodded in response.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Li Erhu suddenly remembered that the little squirrel of the mountain god grandfather was still here, so he hurried into the temple again, and saw the little squirrel on the altar table that seemed to be in a daze.

"Almost forgot about you."

Li Erhu heaved a sigh of relief, and walked towards the altar.

Fu Miaozhu followed his gaze, only to find a little squirrel standing on the altar table.

At this moment, the little squirrel was staring at him blankly, with a pair of bright eyes full of doubts.

Lin Zhongtian was really puzzled, he didn't understand, how dare this idiot with the position of a temple priest say such words.

Didn't Li Erhu tell him that the mountain god really exists?

How dare he use the name of the mountain god to play tricks and make profits for himself?

Lin Zhongtian carefully recalled Li Erhu's remarks just now, and recalled Fu Miaozhu's small movements and micro expressions when Li Erhu described what happened to him today, and he suddenly understood.

This guy didn't listen carefully to Li Erhu's speech at all, but only vaguely listened to the general idea.

I also blame Li Erhu for not describing the appearance of the mountain god in detail, but kept mentioning the tiger and the wild boar king.

If Fu Miaozhu didn't believe in any mountain gods at all, he would only unconsciously confuse the concept of tigers and mountain gods when he heard such remarks, and take the tiger in Li Erhu's mouth as that mountain god.

Following this line of thought, the pork leg was not a gift from a mountain god, but the result of Li Erhu's pick-up.

"interesting……"

Lin Zhongtian looked at Fu Miaozhu with playful eyes.

No wonder he said something like going to the mountain to meet the mountain god grandfather. It turned out that he regarded the tiger as a mountain god.

Also, if he really believed in the existence of the mountain god, wouldn't it be enough to communicate with the mountain god directly at the mountain temple?

"Come on, little one."

Li Erhu stretched out his hand towards the little squirrel on the altar table.

Naturally, it was impossible for Lin Zhongtian to be caught by him, so he jumped lightly, while avoiding Li Erhu's palm, landed on his wrist, and then climbed along his arm all the way to his shoulder.

Li Erhu was also used to the flexibility of the little squirrel, so he didn't care, turned around and hurried out of the temple gate.

Looking at Li Erhu's preoccupied back, Fu Miaozhu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help showing a hint of complacency.

Fu Miaozhu's full name is Fu Youzhi. He is the nephew of Lao Miaozhu. When he was young, he went out with the elders of his family for a few years, and was introduced by his elders' friends to join a caravan as a clerk. It's not bad, but it's just that I got involved in gambling later, and my savings of more than ten years were lost in just a few days.

Fu Youzhi was naturally unwilling, so he found an old gambler who was also heavily in debt, and wanted to cooperate with him to win back the money he lost.

But often walking by the river, there is no way that your shoes will not get wet.

It didn't take long for people from the casino to follow him.

It was just a temptation, and he showed his feet nervously, and paid a heavy price for it.

If it wasn't for the support of the caravan, he would have been killed and thrown away at that time. It would never be as simple as cutting off his fingers.

After this incident, Fu Youzhi was kicked away by the caravan and returned to Qiugang Village in despair.

Someone asked him about his fingers, and he said that the caravan encountered bandits who robbed the road. Because of his resistance, he was regarded as a typical example and cut off all his fingers. Fortunately, the imperial court sent people to suppress the bandits and rescued him return.

The villagers in Qiugang Village had little knowledge and didn't think much about it, so they believed his words.

It just so happened that the old Miaozhu passed away due to illness, and the village pitied Fu Youzhi, so he was allowed to take over and became the new Miaozhu of the mountain temple.

The so-called relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, the villagers of Qiugang Village have been begging for food in the mountains since ancient times, and they are extremely awed by the mountain gods.

But Fu Youzhi is different. He has seen the world when he was young, and his vision is far wider than that of ordinary mountain people.

When traveling with the caravan, he often stayed in various ruined temples in the wilderness. In an emergency, not to mention the incense money, even the tribute in front of the Buddha statue, he did not steal it.

Therefore, Fu Youzhi didn't have much reverence for the mountain god.

He did confuse the concepts of tiger and mountain god in Li Erhu's mouth.

I thought the other party said that the mountain god appeared, referring to the tiger hunting and killing the wild boar king.

He doesn't yet know how stupid what he's doing, and he's still thinking about how to get more out of it.

Originally, his goal was only the pork leg, but seeing Li Erhu's performance, Fu Youzhi's mind came alive.

As mentioned earlier, the villagers of Qiugang Village are in awe of the mountain god, and since the temple of the mountain god was built, the incense has never stopped.

Relying on the incense money from the mountain temple, Fu Youzhi now has enough food and clothing. The only thing is that he lacks a wife. Everyone in the village dislikes his handicap and is unwilling to marry his daughter.

It just so happened that Li Erhu has a younger sister who will reach the age of Ji next year, and she looks quite juicy.

When Fu Youzhi was young, he used to go all over the world with a caravan, and he also went to the land of flowers and willows. At a glance, he could tell that the girl had hidden charms. According to the customs of marriage and marriage, he would definitely not be able to marry such a girl under his conditions, but it was different now.

Fu Youzhi felt that if this matter could be handled well, he might be able to think of a way to trick himself into getting his wife back.

But how exactly?

"Let me think about..."

While talking to himself, Fu Youzhi casually picked up the wild fruit on the altar, wiped it on his sleeve, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

(End of this chapter)