People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 73 Appearance
The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the houses in Huanghua Village.

This peaceful little village is gradually recovering. The clear and melodious chirping of birds lingers in the ears, and the villagers come out of their homes one after another.

They are at the junction of three counties, so there are few people under their jurisdiction. In addition, the location is remote, and even bandits don't often visit.

Farmer Ahu walked out of the village carrying a hoe as usual.

His field is relatively far from Huanghua Village and needs to pass through the woods at the entrance of the village.

Not long after he got into the woods, a mournful howl that echoed throughout the small village came from the woods.

Then I saw Ah Hu crawling out of the woods in a pissing mess.

After a while, the old village chief led all the villagers in Huanghua Village to the outside of the village.

When they saw the bloody scene in front of them, some of the elders felt their stomachs churn.

Not to mention those women and children who were forcibly dragged behind them by their fathers.

The old village chief was also well-informed, and he didn't react too violently when he saw so many corpses with horrific deaths.

He recognized at a glance that these people were all bandits.

Otherwise, no village could gather so many strong laborers.

Soon, the scene from last night came to his mind. These people obviously came to massacre the village.

When he thought of this, the old village chief felt cold all over.

Then there was another burst of joy. These bandits were dead, which meant that the village had been saved.

"But who did it?"

The old village chief frowned in thought.

At this moment, an old woman came up to him and vowed: "It must be the Blood Wolf God!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked up and looked at the old woman.

This old woman was rescued by a wild wolf in her early years, so she has always been convinced that there is a blood wolf god.

Although the people in the village are superstitious, there are so many gods to worship that they don't take it too seriously.

Some young people who have been to Nanchuan City can't help but think of the legend of the mountain god that has been circulating in the city for a long time.

"It must be the Blood Wolf God. It's really the mountain god's blessing."

"Yes, yes, it's the Blood Wolf God."

"It turns out there really are gods!"

The villagers in Huanghua Village were talking about it for a while.

Everyone gathered together and headed towards the mountain temple at the entrance of the village.

The abandoned mountain temple once again regained its splendor, with blue smoke rising and devout believers filling the door of the temple.

Everyone firmly believed that the mountain god appeared last night, otherwise who could kill so many powerful bandits?
At the entrance of Huanghua Village, three men and one woman looked at the empty village in front of them.

These four people were the four disciples of the Nanjian Sect who were hunting in Xiaohegou.

They wandered around Xiaohegou for a day and a night without finding a single spirit. Seeing that they were running out of supplies, they had no choice but to go down the mountain to find a village to rest temporarily.

What a coincidence, I happened to come to Huanghua Village.

Junior brother Wu Fu frowned and said, "Why is there no one in this village?"

The older man Wang He carefully identified it and said, "There seems to be something moving in the east. Let's go take a look."

Seeing that the other three people agreed, Wang He and his three junior brothers and sisters quickly came to the mountain temple.

Hundreds of villagers were seen kneeling devoutly before a statue with the head of a wolf and the body of a wolf.

The tall senior brother Zhang Fan said disdainfully: "They are really some wild men in the countryside. They even worship such wild gods."

Although the other three did not speak, there was a hint of disdain in their eyes.

Although there have always been legends about immortals among the people, no one has ever seen them.

For these martial arts practitioners with Gang blood, as long as the martial arts realm is high enough, what can gods do?
In other words, gods are powerful martial arts masters.

After all, to mortals, warriors above level six are no different from gods.Soon some villagers noticed these outsiders, and when they heard their conversation, many people showed displeasure.

It's just that these three men and one woman were dressed gorgeously, and they looked like they were no ordinary people, so they endured it without having an attack.

The elder Wang He was obviously more experienced than the other three. After he stepped forward and had a conversation with the village chief, the four of them successfully settled in the village.

Hunting spirits is a time-consuming job, and they plan to use this place as their foothold.

Another three days passed, and a young man appeared in front of the mountain temple in Huanghua Village.

Ye Changan looked at the mountain temple in front of him with a strange expression.

He never expected that the blood wolf god's scope of influence would be so wide, that even an unknown small mountain village would have people worshiping him.

The Blood Wolf God was originally just a small mountain god unique to the Jiannan Mountain area, but now he has been exaggerated by Tulang, and his popularity has skyrocketed.

The prototype of this blood wolf god is Ye Changan.

"Ahem, let's find a place to eat first."

Ye Changan always felt that the appropriate object of worship should be the dead.

There are not many outsiders in Huanghua Village, so there is only one small teahouse.

Ye Changan was not picky either, so he took a bowl of clear soup noodles and ate it in big gulps.

He couldn't help but sigh that this village was much better than Changhe Town.

A small teahouse can actually afford to sell noodles made from white flour.

During this period of time, he has been staying in the mountains and forests. Although he is not a person who cannot bear loneliness, he always wants to change his taste after eating too much monster meat.

As a mountain god, he also needs to eat, right?

Just when he put down the big bowl in his hand, his magical power [Perception] spotted several familiar faces.

Seeing these three men and one woman, Ye Changan was startled.

Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, he met these four people again.

What's more coincidental is that the cold woman among them is bathing in the snow-white body, and she is fascinated by the sight of her proudly erect breasts.

"So white, so big."

When Zhu Naner stood up, the scene was even more majestic and spectacular.

After a while, she dressed up and walked out of the room, to which Ye Changan exclaimed that it was a pity.

"Ahem, she did it herself."

Ye Changan calmly took out a copper plate from his arms and placed it on the table, then stood up and left.

The four people from Nanjianmen planned to continue into the mountains to look for spirits as usual.

Just as they were about to arrive at the entrance of Huanghua Village, a handsome young man in white walked toward them.

The elder Wang He couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand when he saw the young man.

Because he smelled a hint of danger in the young man.

As an eighth-level master, the only people who can make him feel dangerous are naturally strong men of the same level.

Wang He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, but his face was very polite. He cupped his fists and said, "I wonder who your brother is from?"

That young man is naturally Ye Changan.

He pretended to be surprised and looked at the four people in front of him, and asked: "Are the four of you also disciples of the sect?"

After hearing Ye Changan's words, Zhang Fan and Wu Fu relaxed a little bit.

The other party's words can at least tell that he is also a member of the sect.

Wang He had no need to conceal his identity. He said with a little pride: "The four of us are all from the Southern Sword Sect."

Ye Changan laughed boldly: "I am Changan, a disciple of the Qinghu Sect."

(End of this chapter)