super god ancestor

Chapter 27 The Mountain God's Invitation
The whole family ate a meal in harmony. For the next half a month, Li Jingji still practiced sword moves day and night, preparing for his upcoming Jianghu road.

The books Li Cezhi read were no longer limited to "Kyushu Zhi" and "Biography and Xilu" which were tested for children. Instead, he took the time to read miscellaneous books and ancient books that recorded the customs of the [-] counties in Wuzhou and thirteen counties of the Dali Dynasty.

Since his intelligence talent was opened, his memory has been greatly improved, as if he had opened a spiritual aperture, and he has already memorized the content that he needs to prepare for the children's exam, and he has a lot of confidence in the college exam in August.

The two older brothers were preparing to leave Nanshan Village, and Li Ru couldn't sit still.

In recent days, she has started to learn how to cook with her mother. Every day when she cooks well, she will bring it to the ancestral hall and give it to her father to try. If she thinks it tastes good, Li Chaoge will lightly shake the candle light twice; One candle.

Although he won't be hungry if he doesn't eat, but eating is not just for survival, it is often for enjoying food.

At first, Li Chaoge was quite happy to eat, after all, he hadn't satisfied his appetite for so many days, so he missed it.

Moreover, Li Ru's cooking skills are not bad. Although they are not as good as the ingenious Chen Qingqian, the taste of some dishes is quite good.

Unfortunately, not long after enjoying it, he started to have a headache.

After receiving good reviews and recognition several times, Li Ru began to try unfamiliar cuisines.

The appearance and taste of some dishes are terrible, even for a daughter slave like Li Chaoge, it is difficult to praise them well.

In order not to be punished, he learned to be good. Every time a new dish was served, he would not eat it first, so as not to suffer, and told him directly that he could not do it. He did not start to taste it until his daughter cooked it three or five times and became proficient.

"Again?"

In the ancestral hall, Li Ru was holding a plate of eight-treasure duck that he had just learned. Frowning, he picked up a piece of duck skin with his hands and arched it into his mouth.

The duck skin is crispy and fragrant.

After savoring the taste, Li Ru's eyes widened, a little indignant: "Father, you didn't eat it at all, you lied to me on purpose, right?"

After summarizing, Li Ru already knew that every time Dad ate the dishes, the dishes on the plate would naturally not disappear, but the taste would become bland, like chewing wax.

Knowing the fact that she was perfunctory, she complained for a while before leaving, and said in a fit of anger that she would not do it.

On the spiritual seat of the ancestral hall, although Li Chaoge was complained by his daughter coquettishly, there was still a smile on his face.

After all, this home is thriving and getting better and better.

"Cezhi, this boy, went to preside over the acceptance of the repair of the mountain temple, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Seeing that the night was getting dark and his eldest son could not be found at home, he muttered something.

Just today, the repair work of the Nanshan Mountain Temple, which took more than half a month, has been successfully completed.

After the craftsmen paid their wages, they came to invite Li Cezhi to eat temple wine, but now it's almost Haishi, so it's time to finish eating anyway.

"Is something wrong?"

Did he know that the mountain god enshrined in the mountain temple is not just a sculpture of rotten wood, but an orthodox yin god who truly possesses the ability of the divine way.

With the passage of time, another half an hour passed, and Li Cezhi never returned.

Chen Qingqian asked Jing Ji and Li Ru to go out to look for him, but they saw that the mountain temple had already closed the banquet. Only after asking the people who drank the temple wine did they know that the temple banquet had already closed at Xushi, and no one saw where Li Cezhi went.

The person suddenly disappeared. All of a sudden, except for Li Yu, several people in the family began to look for Li Cezhi in Nanshan Village.

And just after midnight, the time moved from the end of July to August, and Li Chaoge received a new monthly task.

[Monthly task: Invitation of the Mountain God.

Mission description: The shelter has been refurbished, Yang Shanshen is in a good mood, at the temple banquet, he saw a person with innate spiritual wisdom, so he couldn't help inviting him to the banquet for a drink.

Achievement condition: During the conversation at the banquet, make Yang Qinhu look favorably.

Mission reward: open the follow-up of the legendary mission, the mystery of Shinto, and reward 200 points of incense. ]
After seeing this task, Li Chaoge found out that the eldest son was actually invited by the mountain god to have a drink.

"God of Mountain Yang invited Cezhi to drink, but I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."

Li Chaoge was a little worried. On the one hand, he didn't know if the God of the Yin Division would be hostile after learning of his existence, and wanted to keep him at a respectful distance.

On the other hand, this mission is actually a follow-up to a legendary mission, it would be a pity if it is not completed.

Furthermore, Li Cezhi had already gone to the banquet, so there was no room for him to make a decision.

"I really can't help this time, we can only see if the kid Cezhi is alert."

Li Chaoge was too far away, unless he used the ability of fugue, he couldn't see the details of the banquet, and it was difficult to provide accurate help.

It takes 200 incense points to travel in the air, and Li Chaoge only has 67 incense points left, which is not enough.

As an old father, he can only pray in the ancestral hall this time.

At this moment, Li Cezhi was a little panicked.

He was drinking with the craftsmen in the temple to celebrate the completion of the renovation, but after a few sips, an old man with white beard and hair suddenly came up, holding a rattan stick, kindly, and asked with a smile if he would have a drink with him.

Li Cezhi agreed without thinking.

But what happened next shocked him.

The old man grabbed his arm and jumped suddenly.

Li Cezhi only felt that he had drilled deep into the ground, and after a while of being dazzled, he came back to his senses and appeared in a completely strange place.

This place is not big, a little narrow, in which there are tables, chairs and benches, as well as the offerings of sandalwood, melons and fruits and so on.

On the top of the boundary, there is a statue for worship, which is a newly molded statue of Yangshan God.

This is a shrunken version of the mountain temple, which is still underground!

He is not a fool, he has already sensed that something is wrong, so it is naturally difficult to calm down.

How many mortals can have such an adventure when meeting the land of the underworld?

"Don't be afraid, little friend. The old man just saw that you were different from the peasants in the country and gave birth to spiritual wisdom at the banquet, so I invited you to have a drink on a whim."

Yang Shan said with a benevolent smile.

On top of his current appearance and the god statue, his body is full of muscles, and the statue of King Kong riding a tiger with angry eyes is like a completely different person.

Linghui?

Li Cezhi's mind moved slightly, and he thought of the talent his father said he had given him.

This should be what Yang Shanshen was referring to.

"One of the strategies is for ordinary people. I don't know that it is the mountain god who is in front of me. I am rude. I hope the mountain god will forgive me."

Seeing that Yang Shanshen didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, Li Cezhi suppressed his panic and saluted him politely.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Yang Shanshen raised his right hand slightly, stroking his beard: "This statue looks like it was when it was young, and I'm old too, so it's normal if I don't recognize it."

"Furthermore, you are invited to drink, why should you blame me?"

He smiled, slightly waved his stick in his hand, and poured wine from the jug on the table by himself.

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