Fulong Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, is majestic and majestic. When the white mist rises, birds fly and whistle in the sky, animals hide and move, and the mountain paths in the deep forest are winding, disappearing and appearing.
Liujiazhuang, Wanglou Township, is located at the foot of the mountain.
Five or six men and women dressed in plain white formed a sound instrument troupe and played musical instruments such as suona, erhu, sheng, gongs and drums at the entrance of the village. After a while, mournful music began.
The desolation of late autumn interacts with the gloomy evening. Under the leaden gray hanging clouds, the slanting wind blows by, and a few yellow leaves flutter like butterflies, slowly sinking into the dry weeds.
The villagers stood guard at the entrance of the village in small groups. Most of them looked not very good, with a bit of reluctance and luck. Only a few of them had a look of gloating on their faces.
The young Tian Huan was sitting on the trolley with an indifferent expression. His little face covered with white powder looked quite strange. His original old clothes had also been replaced with new clothes and put on a small hat on his head. There is also a pink and white cloth flower, which looks quite happy.
If he were not a boy who was about to be sacrificed to the 'Mountain God' for enjoyment, Tian Huan might still be in the mood to complain about how funny he looked now, but when he thought about it, he might be regarded as a human being in a short time. Even with the food and wine, Tian Huan couldn't help but laugh.
'Alas, will my time-travel career stop here? I... am so unwilling! ' Tian Huan thought with melancholy. Unfortunately, he is only in his teens and an orphan from outside the family. He has no ability to resist at all.
About ten years ago, Tian Huan's grandfather took Tian Huan, who was still in his infancy, to flee from a distant place. With his exquisite Five Tiger Door-Breaking Knife, the villagers were in awe and respectfully called it Tiger Knife. Master Tian.
It's a pity that Tian Huan's grandfather relapsed from an old injury two years ago and was unable to survive, so Tian Huan became a real orphan. Fortunately, before Tian Huan's grandfather passed away, he entrusted young Tian Huan to his good friend Liu Xiucai Home.
Tian Huan's ecological niche in Liu Xiucai's family is equivalent to...child supporter. Well, Liu Xiucai has no children. He only has a daughter who is slightly older than Tian Huan. Tian Huan is not only handsome, but also extremely smart. Liu Xiucai was able to read and recite poems at the age of three, which was a rare seed for reading. Liu Xiucai regretted his life. First, he had no children, and second, he failed to pass the examination.
In this way, Tian Huan became half a son of the Liu family, but unfortunately the good times did not last long. The originally peaceful and peaceful life in the countryside was broken by a vicious monster that came down from Fulong Mountain.
Wanglou Township, which is close to Fulong Mountain, suffered a disaster. From time to time, merchant travelers were eaten and only their remains were left. Later, villages were invaded by monsters, killing and cannibalizing wantonly. Even the earth gods enshrined in the villages and townships were Many were hit by monsters.
During this period, wealthy old households from all over the townships kept asking for help from the county town, or from the monks who were high-ranking. Unfortunately, the county soldiers who received the donations went into battle once, but were defeated and returned with heavy losses. Several high-ranking officials who were quite famous in the county were defeated. People are also dead or injured.
In the end, the villagers had no choice but to give in and build a shrine for the monster in the mountain. They would worship and worship the monster during every year and festival. On the monster's birthday, they would also offer a pair of boys and girls as filial piety.
This year was the first time for filial piety, and the villages in Wanglou Township were hesitating, and finally chose Liujiazhuang by lot. However, Tian Huan's future father-in-law, Liu Xiucai, was seriously injured in the previous monster attack and failed to survive. He was just buried not long ago.
Other families in the village either had a large number of people, or had no children. In short, the daughters of Tian Huan and Liu Xiucai, who had no backers, became the first pair to worship. And Liu Xiucai's wife, a mother who tried to protect her daughter, Then she was forcibly taken away by her parents' family.
'Am I still a lone star? Tian Huan, who frowned, began to wonder if there was something wrong with his fate, or... it was too right, and he was treated like a protagonist.
A stab of pain in his arm brought Tian Huan back from his thoughts. The one holding Tian Huan's arm tightly next to him was Liu Xiucai's daughter. Her maiden name was Wan Niang. In theory, she was Tian Huan's fiancée and her future wife. The virgin who feeds the monster.
How miserable.
Her delicate little face was as white as snow, and her red and swollen eyes were filled with tears. Wan Niang looked a little older than Tian Huan, but she was only eleven or twelve years old. She was wearing a rather large red wedding dress. This was her Her mother had carefully prepared it for her and originally planned to put it on for her when she was fifteen years old, but unfortunately...
Tian Huan sighed and was about to comfort him, but unexpectedly, a forced smile appeared on the girl's face and she said softly: "Xiao Huan, don't be afraid, monsters are nothing to be afraid of. With my sister here, monsters won't hurt you. "
"Yeah...Yeah..." Tian Huan thought for a while and didn't say anything more. They just treated them as a couple in hell, but the smile on his face looked particularly bitter.
The wheels creaked. Tian Huan and Wan Niang sat on the cart like a pair of puppets. The old man from the village lowered his head and silently drove the mule pulling the cart. In addition, there were several people with hunting bows, knives and guns. Minzhuang is both a guard and a caretaker.
The monster's shrine is built at the foot of the mountain. There are no witches and goddesses to look after it yet. As soon as you enter the small courtyard, the newly painted red paint on the pillars is as dazzling as blood. In the main hall of the shrine, there is a majestic statue with a black tiger head. Sitting solemnly on the stage, there were pig heads, chickens, ducks, fruits and other offerings on the altar table in front of the stage.
The incense burner curled up and the yellow scarf hung down, which really gave it a somewhat sacred air.
Tian Huan raised his head and looked at the statue of the god without respect. Wan Niang beside him was a little lost, and the villagers who sent Tian Huan and Wan Niang over were timidly standing outside the temple and not daring to come in.
After locking the door of the shrine from the outside, the gradually darkening sky made the villagers dare not stay for a long time, and they quickly left on their carts.
'If I run away now...can I run away? Tian Huan was thinking silently in his heart, but where can two weak and wealthless teenagers escape to?
The person couldn't breathe under the dark clouds. Tian Huan stretched out his hand and tore open the chicken and duck on the altar table. The offerings were just put on this morning. Although they were a bit cold, they tasted pretty good. Life in the countryside was very poor.
Even a relatively wealthy scholar's family can only feed the whole family. It would be nice to have some meat every few days. If you want to eat and drink big, you have to wait until the New Year and the holidays, which has already doubled the cost of most villagers. Feeling envious.
At this time, Wan Niang, who was given a chicken leg, was a little overwhelmed. Although she still had no appetite, she couldn't help but feel better when she saw that Tian Huan was eating deliciously.
Pa~
A chicken bone was thrown on the face of the statue, and it was stained with a little oil foam. Facing the test of life and death, Tian Huan relaxed his restraint and couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule when looking at the tiger-headed statue.
"Eat, why don't you eat? Big cat, I will give you another one." Tian Huan threw another chicken bone into the statue's face.
"Xiao...Xiao Huan..."
The hem of his clothes was tugged. Tian Huan turned to look at Wan Niang in confusion, but saw the other party pointing bloodlessly at the door of the shrine. Tian Huan's heart suddenly lurched, he swallowed and spit, and his body slowly turned around as if it were rusty. come over.
I saw a huge cat... ah, no, it was a huge black tiger face, staring at Tian Huan and Wan Niang eagerly outside the door. There seemed to be a bit of human anger in his eyes. Obviously Tian Huan's Even if you are disrespectful, it will be seen in its eyes.
