Chapter 4630: wolf demon 1
Maybe it was because the sacrifices had not been sent back on time, and the villagers were chattering with anxiety on their faces. After about two hours, someone suddenly shouted excitedly: "It's back, they're back." When everyone heard the words, they turned their attention to the entrance of the village. I saw three sturdy young men walking like flying, and quickly rushed to the front of the crowd. A sweaty young man didn't care to wipe the sweat from his forehead, took off the backpack on his back and handed it to one of the old men. The old man opened his backpack and glanced at it, a relaxed smile suddenly appeared on his frowning face. He laughed and said: "Okay, okay, don't be nervous, with the sacrifices, we can spend the next month safely." After the words were finished, he looked up at the sky, and then continued: "The time is about the same. Now, it's time to start worshiping." He walked to the front of the mountain temple, took out a key, unlocked the door, and walked in, followed by several old men in the village. After entering the mountain temple, the other villagers stood outside the temple. After a while, I heard a voice from the mountain temple: "The worship begins." When everyone heard the sound, they immediately knelt on the ground, then raised their hands high, and slowly bowed down.
Looking at the pious faces of the villagers, Leng Xuan in the forest sighed secretly. Superstition kills people, this sentence is not false. However, this is not to blame the villagers. If it wasn't for ghosts, they wouldn't believe in the existence of mountain gods so much. After three consecutive prostrations, the villagers stood up. At this time, the old men who entered the temple also retreated and locked the door. This is the end of a simple worship. After the villagers had dispersed, Leng Xuan climbed up a tall tree, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep. It wasn't until night fell that Leng Xuan slowly opened his eyes, ate some braised pork and noodle cakes from Xiaoling, and then wrapped the wound on his thigh tightly with a bandage. When this was done, he loaded the homemade crossbow bolt and smeared it with snake venom. While this thing isn't much use, it's still better than empty-handed. After the preparations were done, Leng Xuan lay on the branch, adjusted the frequency of his breathing, and gradually slowed down the speed of his heartbeat. It didn't take long for him to feel as if he was back when he was on a mission in the army. Time passed a little bit, and soon it was late at night, and there was still no sound in front of the mountain temple.
After lying on the branch for so long, Leng Xuan not only did not feel tired, but became more and more energetic. He stared at the mountain temple, his eyes did not move at all. At this moment, a small sound suddenly came from his ear. That voice was very light, if it wasn't for his six senses being strengthened, he wouldn't be able to hear it at all. He slowly turned his eyes and looked at the place where the sound came, and saw that there was a half-person-high weed. At this moment, the weeds were swaying gently, and it was obvious that something was passing there. Leng Xuan held his breath, prepared the homemade crossbow arrow, and stared at the weeds. Not long after, I saw the weeds swaying suddenly, and then, a masked man in black came out of it gently. Seeing this, Leng Xuan couldn't help being stunned. He thought it was some kind of monster, but it turned out to be a person. With the appearance of the mysterious man, Leng Xuan's heart also raised a trace of doubt. "What is that person doing here?"