Pangolin is the Mountain God 1

In the early morning, wisps of smoke rose from the foot of Hulu Mountain.

People who got up early were carrying hoes and walking towards the paddy fields. When they met fellow villagers with whom they had a good relationship on the way, most of them would stop and chat for a while.

But these days, the topics they talked about were all related to Zhao He's family.

"Is Zhao He's kid still not well?"

The other person shook his head and sighed: "The doctor at the city's major hospital said it was a brain injury or something, and there's no cure."

"What will happen to this child in the future?"

Speaking of the child of the Zhao family, he is more sensible and smart than other children in the village. He knows that it is not easy for his parents to work on the farm, and he will help his parents with housework when he comes home from school.

The adults in the village all felt sorry for the child.

Who would have thought that it rained a few days ago and the ground was muddy. The child accidentally stepped on a slippery stone and hit his head, then fell into the river and drowned for a while.

Fortunately, a senior student from the same village passed by and saw her, ran over and pulled her out.

Although his life was saved, the price he paid was extremely heavy.

When they passed by the Zhao family, they often heard a woman crying from inside.

After hearing about this, the village's most prestigious uncle, who had a few puffs of his cigarette, got up and went to Zhao's house. The old woman, who was cracking melon seeds on the kang, sat up and asked, "What are you doing?"

She knew her old man's character and that he loved to meddle in other people's affairs, but the child was so seriously injured, what role could he play if he went there?

The third uncle took another puff of his cigarette and said, "I'll go to Zhao He's house and ask them to take the child to the Capital Hospital."

When the third wife heard this, she stopped talking immediately.

After a while, she turned around and took out a handkerchief from an old cabinet. Inside was nearly three thousand yuan. She handed it all to the third uncle and said with a long face, "You're just talking about it without taking any money. Their family took their child to the city for treatment last time, so they must not have much savings now."

The third uncle felt in his pocket, which contained the private money he had saved for several years, and was about to take it to Zhao He's family for medical treatment.

However, he didn't dare to say it out loud at this time. He took it in a low voice and turned away without even looking at the Third Wife. But he quickly turned around and gave her a quick instruction.

"Don't forget to apply medicine to it."

The third wife waved her hands impatiently: "I know, I know. You meddle in so many other people's business all the time."

While she was eating melon seeds, she glanced at the door several times unconsciously, and finally got off the kang and went straight to the main room.

The main room was not big and there were not many furniture. There were two rows of wooden racks on both sides, with various types of common herbs drying in the shade. Next to it was a bamboo basket with a thick layer of grass. Inside was an animal covered with scales, but with a body like a crocodile and a long, flat tail.

It doesn't look scary, but it's not pretty either.

The third wife didn't like raising animals, but the old man said that this animal was a pangolin, and it was a national second-class protected animal, so she had to help take care of it.

The third wife checked the wound on its right leg. Because of the regular application of herbal medicine, the wound on the edge did not worsen, but instead grew a thin scab.

The third wife nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that the old man's skills had not regressed.

The third uncle is a veterinarian. Even though he is old, he cannot sit still. He goes up the mountain to collect herbs from time to time. He happened to see a pangolin lying motionless on the slope.

No one knew what had bitten the wound, but the bone was visible due to the rot.

If left unattended, they will definitely die from infection or be eaten by other animals.

The third uncle couldn't bear to take it back home.

The third wife turned around to pound the herbs. The thumping sound seemed to wake up the pangolin. It moved its eyelids and woke up. It was not overly nervous and defensive like ordinary wild animals, but looked around with extraordinary curiosity.

"Wankongjing, accept the memory."

"Yes, Master."

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Luo Chen was born with an immortal physique. He practiced for hundreds of years without distraction and directly became an immortal and ascended to a larger universe.

The universe is full of resources and spiritual energy.

Logically speaking, his cultivation speed should be faster and smoother than before, but after millions of years, he is still a little short of overcoming the tribulation, and his companion treasure has repeatedly issued warnings.

If he tried to force his way through the tribulation and become a god, there was a 90% chance that he would fail, and he wouldn't even have the chance to start over.

Fortunately, he still has a trump card.

His companion treasure, the Wankong Mirror, possesses the abilities of 'prediction' and 'analysis'. The former is incredible, but the more complex the predicted information, the more cultivation is required.

He wanted to know how he could successfully overcome the tribulation and become a god.

Wankongjing has a simple consciousness and immediately made a prediction when he saw the situation. Finally, at the cost of almost all of Luo Chen's cultivation, he gave the answer.

That is - traveling through different small worlds to fulfill the obsessions of those who are obsessed with it.

Although Luo Chen's cultivation speed is fast, his state of mind has not yet reached the requirements for true godhood. If he experiences different small worlds and experiences more life, he can make up for this shortcoming.

Wan Kongjing added: "Master, you will also get unexpected benefits."

As for what the benefits are, Wankong Jing doesn't know either, because if he wants to know more detailed information, he has to pay more cultivation in return.

Unfortunately, the little cultivation he had left was only enough to travel through the small world.

therefore.

After Luo Chen received the memories and information transmitted by the Wankong Mirror, he could not help but remain silent for a long time before asking, "How could the obsessive this time be an animal?"

Wan Kong Jing was also stuck and asked cautiously: "Do you want to know the future?"

Luo Chen took a deep breath: "You'd better stay here honestly."

The Wankong Mirror is good in every way except that it requires too much cultivation.

Luo Chen adjusted his mindset and began to think about how to complete this small world...the obsession of a pangolin.

To put it simply.

The forests where pangolins live will face a terrible disaster in half a month.

The mountains and forests were forcibly acquired and prepared to be transformed into an amusement park.

The young people in the village do not have deep feelings for this mountain. Most of them have left here, leaving only some older people. The old people who have lived here for generations and will be buried deep in this mountain in the future are extremely opposed to this.

They begged the buyer desperately, asking him not to cut down the trees and the animals living in the mountains, but it was of no use. They could only watch the forests destroyed and the lives of the people suffering.

The pangolin that was finally cured and released back into the forest died at the hands of the buyer. It could not understand why the mountain was razed to the ground.

I can't understand why some humans would choose to save it, while others would kill it with their own hands.

It has only one wish: please save this mountain, and if possible, please let the old people who once prevented the mountain from being destroyed and the old couple who saved it enjoy their old age.

Wankongjing appeared again: "Master, this wish seems a bit difficult."

Luo Chen stretched his body and changed into a more comfortable position. "Who said that? I already have a perfect plan."

He has been practicing for millions of years, and everything has remained unchanged, without any novelty or surprise. This time, he has to improve his state of mind while also protecting the mountain.

So why doesn't he do a big one?

From now on this mountain will have a real owner.

——A mountain god who has just awakened.

Of course, there is another reason for choosing this plan.

His cultivation had been completely exhausted, and he could hardly perform any simple tasks in this body. However, while traveling through the universe, he had accidentally found a cultivation technique.

There is no need for talent. As long as you can make others believe in your fabricated identity, then all their emotions towards you, including fear, can be transformed into an invisible force to drive you.

But this technique also has a drawback. Each time the ability is used, the absorbed emotions will be consumed, and it will be more difficult to obtain emotions from the same person a second time than the first time.

Speaking of which, this is a bit like the path of becoming a god through faith.

But in the end, they are still not as good as real gods, because gods do not need to rely on the faith and power of mortals. They are immortal and their divine power will not disappear.

This is why he wants to become a god.

Luo Chen already had a preliminary plan in his mind, and immediately said: "Wankong Jing, pass me the contents of that cultivation method."

"Yes, Master."

The Wankong Mirror can instantly record all information, including images, and reproduce them perfectly like human electronic products.

Luo Chen mastered the skills and suddenly realized something.

No wonder most people who practice this technique start by pretending to be mysterious.

Only in this way can we quickly transform emotions into power.

Luo Chen swung his tail.

As a pangolin recovering from an injury, it must of course resort to a more unusual... tricky approach.

The third old woman poured the pounded herbs into a bowl, added some other powdered medicine and mixed them evenly. When she walked back, she found that the pangolin had woken up at some point and was staring at her.

It wasn't curled up like before, and its whole state no longer looked uneasy.

The third wife was a little happy, "You are not afraid of me today?"

Like most people, I habitually talk to animals, even if the animals don't understand what I'm saying:

She has been preparing all kinds of delicious food to feed the pangolins during this period. The pangolins' wounds can heal so quickly, in addition to herbal medicine, food supplements also play an important role.

The pangolin seemed to wag its tail, as if responding to her words.

The third old woman squatted down and began to apply medicine and bandage the pangolin. During this time, she chattered a lot, and somehow the topic turned to Zhao He's child, and she sighed deeply.

"You've seen that little girl too. She picks some wild fruits for you every day after school, remember?"

The pangolin lay quietly, listening very attentively.

The third wife sighed deeply again: "I don't know if this child can be cured. He is so sensible and smart..."

After the third wife returned to the house, the pangolin in the bamboo basket showed a thoughtful expression.

In the memory of this body, there was indeed a little human girl who often came to see it. She was wearing clothes that were washed so much that they looked bleached, but she was actually clean.

On the day when the original body's wounds healed and it was released back into the forest, the Third Mother-in-Law and her husband were followed by several children who followed them out of curiosity, and the journey was very lively.

The only one missing was the little girl.

I don’t know how she did after she went to the Capital Hospital.

Luo Chen has always been particularly tolerant and compassionate towards weak creatures and souls that have not been polluted by the world.

He decided to postpone the plan for a while.

Everything will have to wait until the little girl returns from the capital. If she is cured by the hospital, everyone will be happy.

If not.

Then - let him cure the little girl.