The process of the sacrifice was uneventful, there was nothing to say, everything went smoothly.
After the day of the sacrifice, Zhao Wenxian never saw the mysterious black shadow again, as if what happened that night was like a dream.
Unknowingly, three days passed. On the morning of the fourth day, Zhao Wenxian had just gotten up. Xiao Zhang, who was standing guard at the door, rushed into the village chief's house, panting heavily and said: "Village Chief... ....Village chief, you...hurry to the village gate and take a look!"
Zhao Wenxian knew something must have happened when he saw Xiao Zhang's appearance, so he quickly put on a coat and walked out.
When he arrived at the village gate, Zhao Wenxian saw many villagers gathered around the village gate looking at something unknown. Someone shouted that the village chief was coming, and everyone turned around to see Zhao Wenxian and hurriedly made way for him.
Zhao Wenxian didn't care so much and hurriedly walked over to take a look. Lying on the ground was actually the ghost that was causing harm to everyone!
The ghost demon was riddled with holes all over its body and had been dead for a long time. Zhao Wenxian was shocked and happy when he saw the tragic death of the ghost demon. What surprised him was who the mysterious black shadow was and how capable he was. What he was happy about was that since this The ghosts and monsters are all dead, and the evil ghosts on Guimian Mountain are definitely not worth mentioning. They must have been eliminated now, and the villagers can finally live a peaceful and contented life from now on.
But that didn't end there.
That night, when Zhao Wenxian was about to go to bed, the black shadow suddenly appeared on the ground again. He was still hunched over, and then the mysterious voice appeared again: "Village Chief Zhao, I have dealt with you as agreed. Trouble."
Zhao Wen saw in advance that the master was here, and said hurriedly and respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for your help in saving the villagers of the five villages in Guimian Mountain from the fire."
"You're welcome, I'm not a master." The mysterious voice said, "I am a snake god, a snake god who has been practicing for seventeen hundred years."
"Snake God..."
Before Zhao Wenxian could react, the snake god continued: "As you said, I saved the residents of five of your villages. How can you thank me?"
"Let me tell you in advance, I don't want your so-called money, that thing is worthless to me!"
When Zhao Wenxian heard that they didn't want any money, he asked: "What do you need? Can you give me some advice? As long as I can do it, I will do my best."
"What I want is actually very simple, and I won't make it difficult for you." The snake god said.
"First, Ghost Face Mountain will no longer be called Ghost Face Mountain from now on, but will be renamed Snake Mountain!"
"That's no problem. There's no need to discuss it with other people. I just made the decision and agreed." Zhao Wenxian said cheerfully.
The villagers don't really care whether the mountain is called Ghost Face Mountain or Snake Mountain. As long as it doesn't affect everyone's lives, they can call it whatever they like.
The snake god was very satisfied with Zhao Wenxian's words. The head of the black shadow on the ground nodded slightly and continued: "Secondly, I also need you to build a snake temple for me, where I can offer incense all year round. You must also honor me as " Snake God, of course this will not be in vain for you. From now on, I will guarantee that you will always enjoy peace in the Snake Mountain area. No monsters or ghosts will disturb your life. If you need anything, you can come to me at the Snake Temple."
After hearing this, Zhao Wenxian readily agreed. Isn't it just to build a temple? If the Snake God can really ensure eternal peace in the Snake Mountain area from now on, this will be a sure-profit deal.
"Third, this is also the last request. There is a bamboo forest on Snake Mountain. After passing through the bamboo forest, you will reach the depths of Snake Mountain. From today on, the depths of Snake Mountain will be the holy land of our Snake Clan. Humans are not allowed to set foot in it. Anyone who violates it will bear the consequences. !”
"This... Lord Snake God, the first two are easy to say, but it is extremely difficult for me to agree to the third one!" Zhao Wenxian said with a bitter face: "The people here have been living in Snake Mountain for generations, cutting firewood. The work of carrying water can only be done deep in Snake Mountain, how can we survive if you don't let us go deep in Snake Mountain!"
"This one is non-negotiable. We, the Snake Clan, need a habitat like Snake Mountain. If you are chopping wood and carrying water, I, the Snake God, will certainly meet your needs." The Snake God said: "You must provide for people deep in Snake Mountain. I will spare it and I will give you three days to think about it. Once you have considered it, you can offer sacrifices to my snake god at the foot of Snake Mountain."
After saying that, the snake god disappeared instantly without giving Zhao Wen a word at all.
Zhao Wenxian felt faintly uneasy about the opportunity. The snake god's words just now were full of undeniable tone. Looking at the momentum deep in the snake mountain, he was bound to win. If he didn't agree to him...
Thinking about the tragic death of that powerful ghost demon, Zhao Wenxian couldn't help but feel chills in his back. He finally felt that he probably shouldn't have invited such a great god to help them deal with the ghost demon in the first place. As the saying goes, it's easy to ask a god but hard to send him away. This time He completely understood the meaning of these words.
There was no point regretting what had happened at this point. Zhao Wenxian could only discuss with several other village chiefs how to satisfy the snake god's needs. They believed that if they angered the snake god, they would never end well.
Three days later, they held a sacrifice for the Snake God, welcomed the Snake God to settle in Snake Mountain, and started building the Snake Temple on a flat terrain in Snake Mountain on the day of the sacrifice.
Three days after the sacrifice, a major earthquake suddenly occurred near Snake Mountain. The earthquake caused a large-scale landslide on the mountain. Zhao Wenxian originally thought that the earthquake would cause heavy losses to the village and destroy countless families, but what he did not expect was that Not to mention the deaths, not a single house collapsed during this earthquake, and there was no shortage of food or poultry.
After the earthquake, the landform of Snake Mountain also changed. A clear spring flowed down from Snake Mountain and gathered at the foot of the mountain to form a lake, which was used by residents of the five major villages to carry water.
The problem of draft was solved in this way. After this incident, people in the village were talking about the possibility that the earthquake was caused by the snake god of Snake Mountain who showed his magical power and deliberately launched it to solve our problem of convenient draft.
Another seven days passed. That night, Zhao Wenxian fell asleep and had a strange dream. He dreamed of a colorful python. It spoke human language and said: "I am the snake god. You will send someone to pick up these bags tomorrow." Spread on the barren soil of Snake Mountain.”
After saying that, Zhao Wenxian was frightened and woke up. When he opened it, he was shocked to find five or six large bags placed under his bed, and he didn't know what was inside.
Driven by curiosity, Zhao Wenxian opened one of the bags and saw that it was filled with beans similar to the size of broad beans. He didn't know what they were.
Early the next morning, Zhao Wenxian followed the instructions of the snake god in his dream and sent people to scatter the five or six bags of beans on the barren areas of Snake Mountain.
As soon as the spraying was finished, it started pouring rain in Snake Mountain. It rained for a whole day.
After the rain and the weather cleared, the villagers discovered to their surprise that the originally barren soil, unsuitable for vegetation growth, had become inexplicably fertile. Not only that, small saplings were growing on Snake Mountain where the beans given by the snake god had been sown before.
Now the villagers of Snake Mountain are impressed by the powerful magical power of the snake god. Although Zhao Wenxian also understands that this snake god may not be a good thing, his current actions have still helped the villagers of Snake Mountain a lot. Everyone's lives are better than I don't know how many times better I was when the ghost was there.
In the following year, the weather on Snake Mountain was good, and the previously sparse vegetation was covered with flowers, grass and trees, completely changing the appearance of Snake Mountain. The villagers of Snake Mountain also had very prosperous harvests every year, and the nearby town belonged to Snake Mountain. Food crops sell best, all this is the blessing of the snake god!
However, no one has ever set foot in the depths of Snake Mountain. Over time, some people inevitably wonder, what exactly is in the depths of Snake Mountain? What does that mysterious snake god look like?
Although curiosity has been driving the villagers of Snake Mountain, everyone has always been in awe of the Snake God. Over the past year, the Snake Temple has also been built. Every household will go to the Snake Temple to pay homage to the Snake God if they need anything. Pray for blessings, and the snake god is like a living Bodhisattva, answering all requests. As long as the requests are not too excessive, they are basically fulfilled.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye Snake Mountain has passed thirty years under the blessing of the snake god.
For the past thirty years, the villagers of Snake Mountain have been living a peaceful life under the blessing of the snake god, but this peace is by no means eternal.
One morning, several trucks came near Snake Mountain. They stopped at the gate of the village where Zhao Wenxian was located. A dozen people in simple clothes got out of the truck. There were men and women among them, most of them were young people. The leader He is a middle-aged man in his late fifties. Judging from their clothes, it is not difficult to tell that they are all from the city.
At this time, Zhao Wenxian, who was already eighty years old, heard that more than a dozen city dwellers had arrived in the village and hurried out to greet them.
As soon as he arrived at the village gate, Zhao Wenxian saw the city people greeting the villagers enthusiastically, and some even gave some city things to the local residents.
Zhao Wenxian hurriedly stepped forward and asked what they were doing. The middle-aged man who was the leader of the team stood up, shook hands with Zhao Wenxian, and introduced himself: "Village Chief Zhao, hello, my name is Li Deyu, and we It's from the National Archaeological Team. According to our data, there should be a tomb of an ancient figure on Snake Mountain. We came here just to find out."
When Zhao Wenxian heard that they were going to Snake Mountain, he immediately screamed: "No, absolutely not!"
Li Deyu couldn't help but be startled when he saw Zhao Wenxian's reaction. Zhao Wenxian also realized that he might have frightened others, and said quickly: "Professor Li, it's not that I don't let you go to Snake Mountain, but that I really can't make the decision on this matter. .”
Li Deyu asked Zhao Wenxian what difficulties he had, and Zhao Wenxian told Li Deyu about the snake god. After hearing this, Li Deyu nodded repeatedly and said: "Oh, I really didn't expect that Snake Mountain is blessed by a god. I'm just being rude."
Zhao Wenxian took a deep breath and said: "Professor Li, it's great that you think so. To be honest, I'm afraid you won't believe what I say. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't believe in the snake god even if I were killed. exist."
