"Yes, yes, yes, yes."
When the man heard Zhou Li's words, he felt timid at first, and then nodded quickly, fearing that he would not order quickly enough and make the Jinyiwei uncle unhappy, and his family's heads would be all over the floor.
"Then take a deep breath, and then slowly say, what is the name of this place, okay?"
Zhou Li's kindness gave the man a little breather. He avoided Guo Lingyun's complicated eyes and looked at Zhou Li as if he was seeing a savior. He swallowed and said:
"This, this is the Mountain God Village."
"Ah, Mountain God Village."
Zhou Li suddenly realized, and then he asked:
"I see that you are dressed very luxuriously. The silk, satin, and gold and silver jewelry on your body are even more luxurious than those of Shangjing Jie's family. Do you have your own business?"
Hearing Zhou Li's inquiry, the man's eyes turned around subconsciously, and then he nodded repeatedly and said, "To be honest with you, I do have some business in Beiliang City. I sell some rouge and powder from foreigners, which is pretty good." There are family assets.”
Zhou Li nodded when he heard the words. Then he suddenly waved his hand, pressed Tang Wan's arm aside, turned his head, and said earnestly:
"Tang Wan, please don't be so cruel. Didn't they just lie to us because they didn't tell the truth? There is no need for you to cut off his internal organs with Yin-Cold Poison, then use Reqi Powder to break through his five senses, and finally destroy his body. It’s unreasonable to cut open your lower body and stuff it with beeswax to light up sky lanterns.”
Although Tang Wan didn't know what happened, he nodded subconsciously. Zhou Li took back his hand, looked at the man whose face was covered in cold sweat, and said with a smile:
"Go on, you go on."
"No, no, no, I don't have a living. I'm just a lazy man who is greedy and lazy. He doesn't farm and doesn't know how to do business. In addition to sleeping, he just eats. I was confused and said the wrong thing just now. Sir Haihan, sir Haihan!"
Looking at the man who wanted to kneel in the air and kowtow to him, Zhou Li nodded with satisfaction. Then he patted the other man's shoulder, touched the other man's fine silk and satin, and said with emotion:
"The material of this robe is Sichuan satin. I remember that my mother wanted to buy me one before. When I saw that one actually cost three taels of gold, I quickly dissuaded her and bought a piece of silk."
Zhou Li suddenly turned around and nodded towards the confused Guo Lingyun. Seeing the man's confused expression, Zhou Li smiled and said:
"What our Baihu means is, do you still want your mother?"
"Think, think."
The man reacted and cried and said: "Don't, don't, I will say anything, I won't say anything. If I don't have my mother, I will really become a useless person. I will definitely starve to death on the streets. Don't interrupt my way of living. I won't do anything." become."
"Then let's talk."
Zhou Li put away his kind smile and calm tone, stood up straight, and asked calmly: "Where did you get the money for these clothes? What were you doing just now? What is this mountain god? What is enshrined on the stage?" What is it?"
He collapsed weakly on the tree, the man lowered his head, his face full of frustration. After organizing his words, the man began to speak.
Sixty years ago, this village was not called Shanshen Village. Because it was surrounded by water on three sides, most of the villagers made a living by fishing, so the village was called Shuili Village.
For a long time, this village has always been a bitter cold zone. First, it is far away from the town. It cannot sell live fish but only cheap salted fish. Second, the village is surrounded by water on three sides, and no bridge has been built due to poverty. Therefore, if the villagers want to go out, they have to cross the water. Once the river rises or the mud collapses, they will be dead.
Later, a wildfire completely burned this poor village. Only less than thirty people escaped from the village. The rest either died in the fire or were killed while crossing the river. Swallowed by the river.
The thirty or so people who escaped were living outside. They had no skills, and everything in their homes was burned to the ground. Therefore, these people who escaped were not human beings, ghosts or ghosts. They could only live in some villages and towns. Begging for a living.
And all turning points must start with the mountain god.
These thirty-odd people were in poverty, hungry and full all day long, with no clothing to cover their bodies and no food to eat. However, despite such miserable conditions, miraculously, none of them died.
On a cold winter day, these people suddenly heard a voice coming from afar. The voice told them that your Shuili Village was poor before because you believed in the vicious river water but forgot the sacred mountain on your back. If you want to return to your hometown, come and worship the mountain god.
After hearing these words, these people rushed towards their former hometown like crazy. At this time, they discovered that even though they had not eaten for dozens of days, drank only dirty water, and slept in the cold snow at night, they were still alive and unscathed. This made these people strengthen their belief in the mountain god. Belief.
Soon after, they gathered among the ruins burned by the mountain fire, and then they saw the mountain god.
His face is white and beardless, his waist is wrapped with gold, and his feet are made of silver.
Among the broken bricks and tiles, a smooth and new stone sculpture stood quietly on top of the charred skeleton. The kind and kind mountain god like Maitreya shone with golden light under the adoring eyes of these people. Then he used the power of the mountain god to repair the entire village and built a stone bridge over the river.
After distributing the gold bars on his waist to these thirty or so people, the mountain god disappeared into the mountains and forests. Relying on the gold bars donated by the mountain god, these thirty people quickly started running the village, and at the same time changed Shuili Village into Shanshen Village.
If it only comes here, this is just an ordinary folklore. But thirty years later, after these thirty people died, everything quietly changed.
First, a stone bridge collapsed, killing more than twenty villagers. Then the mountains collapsed, crushing several houses and killing two families. Another evil tiger in the forest came down to kill, and the mosquitoes became bloodthirsty and cruel. For a time, the entire mountain god village was in panic, and everyone was worried about their own safety.
Suddenly, on the same day that the mountain god village was established, the mountain god statue suddenly appeared again in the mountain god village. At this time, the mountain god statue was in a state of dilapidation, with the original gold and silver gone, replaced by a painful face and a mutilated body. He told everyone in the village that in order to save the village, he had scattered all his gold and silver to the village.
At first, the thirty people remembered his kindness and continued to offer incense to the temple. But later, when the thirty people left, those who came after thought that this was just a legend, so the mountain temple was abandoned. The mountain gods also gradually declined.
And he came here this time to tell these mortals that if they no longer worship the mountain god, the mountains will fall and the mountain god village will fall into decay and ruin.
Of course, the mountain god also knew that these people were poor, so he said that as long as you offer me money, I will use my magical powers to help you earn more money.
At first, a few skeptical villagers pooled their money and made offerings to the mountain god. Within two days, these people suddenly appeared in front of everyone again, looking very glamorous in their gold and silver.
Since then, people in the mountain god village have regarded the mountain god statue as a re-created parent, and they have continued to worship and earn money.
Later, people discovered that as long as they threw money to the mountain god, wealth would continue to flow.
A steady stream.
