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Chapter 9 The Betrothal Gift of the Mountain God

Hearing Li Erhu's question, Lin Zhongtian nodded slightly, then pointed to the pig's leg, and then pointed to the direction down the mountain.

Li Erhu instantly understood that this pork leg was given to him by the mountain god grandfather.

Today he doesn't need to hunt anymore, he can go directly down the mountain.

Li Erhu knelt on the ground excitedly, kowtowed to Lin Zhongtian again, then he untied the animal skin wrapped around his shoulders, wrapped up the bleeding pig leg, carried the pig leg down the mountain happily.

After Li Erhu left, Lin Zhongtian turned around and walked towards the direction of the cave.

Behind him, three tigers, one big, two small, rushed over and began to eat the huge wild boar king.

"Interesting, there is actually a village under this mountain..."

While Lin Zhongtian was thinking this way, he focused on his other body.

At the same time, the elated Li Erhu finally discovered, or rather remembered, the existence of the little squirrel above his head.

He put the huge pig leg on his shoulder with one hand, and held the broken hunting bow in the other hand. He turned his eyes hard, as if he wanted to see the little squirrel above his head.

"Little guy, why are you still here? Did Grandpa Mountain God not want you?"

As soon as the words came out, Li Erhu regretted a little, and felt that he seemed to have offended the mountain god, so he quickly poohed a few times, muttering something like he didn't mean it, and the mountain god grandfather should not blame him.

After pleading guilty, Li Erhu said again: "Grandpa Mountain God must have forgotten you, why don't I send you back first?"

The little squirrel glanced at him, and slapped his big fluffy tail on his neck like a cattail fan.

"Uh...it hurts!"

Li Erhu couldn't help but tilt his head, and rubbed against the other shoulder.

"Well, it looks like you don't want to go back."

Li Erhu muttered a few words, then quickened his pace and rushed home with a smile on his face.

The village at the foot of Yingzui Mountain is called Qiugang Village. Perhaps because of the mountain, all the buildings in this village are basically made of stone.

Along the way, Lin Zhongtian saw the stone walls, stone houses, stone roads, stone bridges built by villagers in Qiugang Village, as well as the stone wells dug at the head of the village, and the stone mills and stones placed in the yard. stool and so on...

To be honest, if Lin Zhongtian hadn't seen the stone tablet engraved with the words "Qiugang Village" at the entrance of the village, Lin Zhongtian would have almost thought that the village was called Stone Village.

Lin Zhongtian looked at the stone houses on both sides in amazement, admiring the crystallization of wisdom of the ancient working people.

Soon, Li Erhu returned home.

He first excitedly called his mother a few times, and when he found that his mother was not at home, he put away the pork leg rewarded by the mountain god with some disappointment, and then rushed to the mountain temple at the entrance of the village as soon as possible, and offered a few sticks of incense to the mountain god grandfather.

"Thank you, Grandpa Mountain God, for your blessing. From now on, Erhu will burn incense and paper money for you every day!"

While Li Erhu muttered in a low voice, he knelt on the futon devoutly and kowtowed to the statue of the mountain god.

Lin Zhongtian stood beside the altar, looking around with disgust.

It is said to be a mountain temple, but it is actually a larger shrine.

The entire mountain temple covers an area of ​​only ten square meters, and the space inside the temple is extremely limited. Apart from the altar for the statues and the altar for the incense burner and candlesticks, there are only three futons in front of the altar.

As for the statue of the mountain god of Yingzui Mountain on the altar...

Lin Zhongtian turned his gaze, looked around, and couldn't help but nodded.

The appearance of this statue is still mighty. If the yellow mud painted on the outermost part is regarded as a golden armor, it should also be regarded as the image of a golden armored general, but I don't know who the prototype of this statue is, or this is just the imagination of the villagers. the result of……

At this moment, a burst of footsteps suddenly came from outside the temple.

Lin Zhongtian looked back, and saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe crossing the threshold and entering the temple gate, looking at Li Erhu who was still kowtowing on the futon with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "I said this temple gate Why did it open out of nowhere, I thought it was because I forgot to close the door, but when I came over to take a look, I realized that it was you who secretly came to offer incense to the mountain god!"

"Tell me, what good things did you get today that you ran over to kowtow to the mountain god in such a hurry?"

While talking, the middle-aged man walked to the altar, and naturally glanced at the merit box where the incense money was stored.

"It's Fumiaozhu!"

As soon as Li Erhu saw the person coming, he stood up excitedly, pulled Fu Miaozhu's sleeve and chattered endlessly: "Fu Miaozhu, you don't know what I saw today——I met the mountain god grandpa! It's like my father and Lao Miaozhu As I said, that tiger is indeed the mountain patrolling beast of Grandpa Mountain God. Today, the tiger was ordered by Grandpa Mountain God to kill the wild boar king who harmed Yingzui Mountain. I watched from the side and saw ..."

Before Fu Miaozhu could react, Li Erhu had already started talking.

Fu Miaozhu twitched his sleeve unnaturally, and listened to Li Erhu's rambling with a frown.

He didn't notice at all that on the altar behind Li Erhu, there was a little squirrel with bright eyes sizing him up.

Lin Zhongtian observed this mountain temple with great interest, and found that the sleeve of his right hand was much longer than that of his left.

Noticing this detail, Lin Zhongtian opened the quasi-white eye perspective without hesitation, and took a closer look, it turned out that Fu Miaozhu's right hand didn't have any fingers, only half of the palm was left.

Judging from the appearance of the broken finger, it should not be born, but cut off by someone.

No wonder he had to cover his right hand with his sleeve.

"interesting……"

A smile appeared on Lin Zhongtian's face.

You know, it was not a good experience to have your fingers cut off in ancient times.

With all five fingers broken at the same root like his, the possibility of fighting or accidents is ruled out. The only possibility is that he was punished by the government for committing a crime, or he became addicted to gambling and offended the dealer by cheating .

Of course, it is also possible that they were framed by others.

But if this was the case, there was no way he could have smiled like that.

Covering his right hand with his sleeve shows that he is ashamed of this and feels a little inferior because of it. At the same time, he has a grudge against this matter and holds a little hatred, but being able to smile shows that the hatred in his heart is not that deep , and may even subconsciously feel that it was the right thing for him to be cut off.

All kinds of situations were superimposed, and the image of a villain or a prodigal son who was once alert, but lazy, and only wanted to eat for free, steal and play tricks, instantly stood up in Lin Zhongtian's heart.

"I just don't know if this prodigal son has turned back..."

While thinking this way, Lin Zhongtian observed Fu Miaozhu's expression with great interest.

I saw that he was frowning on the surface, as if he was listening very seriously, but in fact his eyes kept rolling, and the way he looked at Li Erhu didn't look like he was looking at a friend, but more like looking at a fat sheep. Thinking about how to scrape off a layer of oil from this fat sheep.

"It seems that there is no turning back."

Seeing this, Lin Zhongtian shook his head.

Sure enough, before Li Erhu finished speaking, Fu Miaozhu interrupted him.

"Wait, Li Erhu, is what you said true?"

"Of course, for such a big matter, can I still lie to you?"

Fu Miaozhu frowned, his serious face made Li Erhu a little nervous, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter, is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Of course!" Fu Miaozhu said, "You said that Grandpa Mountain God not only didn't blame you, but also rewarded you with a pig's leg?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure it was given to you by Grandpa Mountain God?"

"Difficult...isn't it?"

Li Erhu looked bewildered, and subconsciously began to recall the previous scene in his mind.

But Fu Miaozhu didn't give him time to think, coughed twice, and said with a serious face: "Er Hu, let me tell you the truth, this pork leg is not a gift from the mountain god, but a gift from the mountain god to your family." The dowry!"

Lin Zhongtian: "..."

(End of this chapter)