After resting for a moment, Zhou Bai stood up and bowed three times to the dust-covered statue to show that his next actions were not disrespectful.
Unfortunately, there was only cold incense ashes left in the clay bowl used to replace the incense burner, and there was no incense candle beside it.
The cold wind howls non-stop, the wolves outside the ruined temple are watching eagerly, I am empty of energy and blood, and my strength is running out, everything seems to be the same as the instructions of the luck entry.
Before rebirth, I didn’t dare to travel at will because I was worried about falling into such a dangerous situation.
Zhou Bai now wants to use his strength to break the situation. If the mountain god has any power left, he can save himself for the time being, otherwise everything will be lost.
He held a hunting bow in his hand, put the arrow on the string, and stepped closer to the creaking wooden door.
A wild wolf noticed the movement, its waist was arched high, its fangs exposed, and its salivary mouth let out a low roar.
Suddenly, wolves gathered in the surrounding area and wandered outside the wooden door, seemingly ready to attack at any time.
The wind and rain are like darkness, and the night is gloomy.
Zhou Bai relied on the hunter's ability to the maximum extent and stretched the ox tendon bow string to the full moon, pointing the arrow in the direction of the wooden door and waiting for the opportunity.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the bright light shone for an instant.
The ruined temple was fully illuminated, and the wild wolves outside were clearly visible. Zhou Bai seized the opportunity and immediately loosened his grip on the arrow.
Phew~
Arrows shot out quickly from the wooden door and window grilles, and a tall wild wolf was shot through the head and fell down whimpering.
Dark red blood flowed from the wound and mixed with the rain. The smell of blood and water vapor blended and escaped everywhere.
The wolves howled in excitement and became restless. They rushed forward one after another, baring their teeth.
But the obviously dilapidated temple was like a forbidden area. Even if their companions died in front of them, they would not dare to take a step beyond it.
This performance further confirmed Zhou Bai's conjecture that the gods here have not yet fallen.
"Creak~" He took a deep breath and took the initiative to open the decayed wooden door.
Pairs of green wolf eyes reflected a scene they couldn't understand. The prey that was surrounded until it was dying was actually taking the initiative to provoke.
Zhou Bai sometimes jumped out from the threshold, sometimes jumped into the temple, provoking wild wolves to attack.
But after going back and forth, not a single wild wolf was successful. Instead, the bloodthirsty instinct of the wolves became more and more violent.
At this time, there were still cunning wild wolves who were indifferent and wanted to continue watching. Zhou Bai gritted his teeth and exhausted all his strength, bent his bow and arrow, and shot him directly.
Especially the obviously stronger alpha wolf. It had always been quite calm, so it was directly nailed to death by three consecutive arrows.
At this time, without the restraint of the alpha wolf, the wolves completely lost their minds and swarmed up.
Zhou Bai's arrows were exhausted, and his remaining strength was used up in the three arrows that killed the alpha wolf. Now he could only retreat.
He strode back to the statue and looked quietly at the pack of wolves charging towards him. Not only was there no fear on his pale face, but there was a strange look of anticipation on his face.
God? Even if the second generation is a human being, he has never really seen it.
Finally, the first frizzy wild wolf stepped into the temple, and the forbidden line warned by the wolf was crossed so easily, and nothing happened.
Immediately afterwards, other wild wolves rushed in. They wanted to tear this unbridled prey into pieces. The wolf king was too cautious, otherwise he would die from the prey's counterattack.
The wild wolf that was the first to charge had already jumped high and pointed directly at Zhou Bai's fragile neck.
Zhou Bai leaned weakly on the edge of the altar. He ignored the wild wolf and just stared at the Book of Luck with his mind.
The big smelly mouth, the sharp claws, and the disgusting saliva almost dripped onto his hair.
"Boom!" Between the lightning and flint, a transcendent and majestic pressure swept across the entire temple.
At the same time, the entries in the Book of Luck changed. As the tadpole-shaped words twisted, the luck was no longer gloomy and gloomy.
[Luck: Dark willows and bright flowers]
[Origin point: 1]
Vaguely, Zhou Bai seemed to smell a ray of incense, and he could feel that the pressure was not directed at him.
The original scene of being knocked down by a wild wolf did not happen because the mountain god from the ruined temple appeared.
Ouch...
After a period of wailing, all the wild wolves fled out of the temple with their tails between their legs, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.
Some wild wolves panicked and knocked themselves unconscious against brick walls or pillars. They were immediately picked up by their companions and dragged away, as if they were afraid of disturbing the temple master.
Zhou Bai turned around and saw that the paint clothes were peeling off, and the dilapidated statue had a new look. A god lived in it, emitting a faint light.
"I've seen the mountain god. I haven't thanked him enough for saving my life." Zhou Bai quickly bowed and bowed sincerely three times.
The mountain god stared at him expressionlessly until cold sweat broke out on Zhou Bai's back before he spoke.
"You are very smart, you can guess that I have not fallen yet." The voice was neither salty nor cold, but the dissatisfaction could be heard in it.
Zhou Bai did not dare to raise his head and continued to bend down to worship. If it were him, he would not be happy because he was being used.
Fortunately, not long after, the mountain god seemed to remember something, and continued: "This is to repay Xie Xie for his years of service, no need to be more polite."
At this time, although His voice was majestic and solemn, it no longer lost its gentleness.
"It's a trivial act, don't dare to control yourself." Zhou Bai relaxed slightly, straightened up and said with his hands.
He slowly cleared out some fragmented memories, and it turned out that this body had been destined to this god since he was a child.
When I was young, I used the temple to take shelter from the rain when I was hunting. Later, whenever I was too late chasing prey, I would spend the night here.
He Dong is a person who knows how to repay kindness. Every time he spends a night, he will add a stick of incense the next day. The incense ash accumulated in the mud bowl is accumulated over many years.
In addition, the imperial court did not allow worshiping gods who had not been canonized. Ordinary incense could only be used to worship the Wenwu Temple, so incense candles were very expensive.
Almost half of the prey harvest was used to offer incense, and there was a risk of arrest by the court. From this point of view, "he" did have a lot of karma with the mountain god.
"Hey, you don't have to come here anymore, and you rarely come to this mountain. It's dangerous." The mountain god sighed and said with a bit of sadness and vicissitudes.
"What do you mean by respecting gods? I'm not pious enough, or I don't have enough incense." Zhou Bai was anxious, and finally hugged his thighs, how could he give up easily.
"I was enshrined as a god by the mountain people a thousand years ago and secretly became the mountain god of Xiaoqingshan. However, humanity is too tough..."
Maybe it was because he hadn't communicated with others for too long. The mountain god talked a lot, which made Zhou Bai understand the cause and effect.
In this world, the power of humanity suppresses the world, and few gods have attained enlightenment. The current Dazhen Dynasty has become extremely harsh on the gods of the world.
There are only a handful of officially recognized gods that can be recorded in official documents, and most of them are founding achievements.
It is even less likely that a "wild god" from a remote place such as Xiaoqingshan Mountain God will be granted an imperial title.
It was okay during the few hundred years when he became a god. Although the humane court also looked down on the wild gods, at least they would not kill them all.
Until the last two dynasties, the obscene temples of wild gods were banned, and people, tribes and villages who believed in wild gods dared to sit together.
