Transmigrated into a dilapidated mountain temple god statue at the start? Apologies, I've also bound to a deification system.
Yu Luo gave out a roasted chicken, and the mother and daughte...
Upon hearing this, the innkeeper immediately spat out a "pui!" and his face was full of disdain.
"Watching the temple gate? Telling stories?"
"With your lazy and gluttonous nature, you'd complain even if I gave you a golden rice bowl!"
"Go home and try to fool your northern barbarian soldiers!"
Wu Feng was so choked up that his face turned red, and he was about to say something in his defense.
Lin Anniang spoke calmly, looking down at him.
"There is indeed a job that would suit you well."
The innkeeper was stunned, and even Wu Feng, who was pretending to be dead on the bed, suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining with hope.
Before long, Wu Feng was led by Lin Anniang through the bustling desolate county and arrived at a heavily guarded mining area in the back mountains.
The air here is filled with a sense of gloom and oppression, and one can faintly sense the restlessness of countless imprisoned demonic energies.
Deep within the mine, a serpentine woman in red sat on a boulder, toying with a small, glossy black leather whip, gently tapping it against her palm.
As soon as Lin Anniang's tall figure appeared, the snake woman immediately stood up, a bright smile on her face.
"Anniang, you're here! What good things have you brought me this time?"
Lin Anniang pointed to the timid and cowering Wu Feng behind her.
"Snake Woman, I've found you a lackey."
"He's quite capable; he can help you keep an eye on these restless guys, saving you the trouble of managing everything by yourself."
The snake woman's eyes lit up instantly, her gaze like that of a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days seeing a plump lamb.
"Ouch!"
She exclaimed in surprise, dragging her long snake tail as she approached Wu Feng, looking him up and down.
"This is great! I've finally found a helper!"
She reached out a finger, lifted Wu Feng's chin, and noticed that the guy had abundant demonic power, which pleased her quite a bit.
"Come here, little brother, let your older sister teach you the rules here!"
When Wu Feng saw the small leather whip constantly swinging in her hand, and met her bright, almost swallowing eyes, he was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.
He retreated repeatedly, clutching his chest tightly with both hands, and screamed in terror.
"No! No, no, no!"
"I! I'm a respectable person!"
"I don't do those things!"
Lin Anniang didn't even bother to look at him again, turned around and left, leaving only one sentence behind.
"I'm handing the person over to you."
"Giggle giggle..."
The snake woman laughed so hard she nearly fell over, looking at Wu Feng's chaste and virtuous appearance.
What are you thinking about?
She lightly patted Wu Feng's face with the leather whip, laughing and scolding him.
"Dream on!"
Seeing that Wu Feng was still quite frightened, the snake woman put away her smile and became serious.
"Come quickly and help! We need to reform those evil demons!"
"There are still hundreds of troublemakers in this mine, waiting for us to teach them a lesson!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his chest, and finally felt relieved.
He nodded and bowed repeatedly, his face full of fawning smiles.
"Hey! Coming! Sister, just give the order, and I'll go through fire and water for you!"
…
Meanwhile, deep within the northern barbarians.
Inside the largest tent, the Northern Barbarian General paced anxiously back and forth, awaiting news from the Witch God.
One of his trusted warriors couldn't help but step forward and ask in a low voice.
"General, the Witch God told us to wait for good news and not to interfere. Does this mean that he will soon resolve the issue of that barren mountain?"
The general abruptly stopped, his face revealing unparalleled confidence and fervor.
"Of course!"
"Our God of Witchcraft lives as long as the heavens and possesses boundless supernatural powers; there is nothing the God of Witchcraft cannot solve!"
He waved his hand, spittle flying everywhere.
"What is a mere mountain goddess? She can be destroyed with a flick of the finger!"
"boom!"
Before the words were finished, a sound of clashing weapons suddenly came from outside the tent!
"Everyone inside, get out here!"
A powerful shout echoed throughout the valley.
The Northern Barbarian general's expression changed, and he angrily led a group of warriors to lift the tent flap.
Outside the camp, a well-equipped and well-disciplined army had surrounded them.
The leader was a man with a feather fan and a silk turban, handsome in appearance, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
The Northern Barbarian general led his men out, still somewhat bewildered.
He pointed at the other person and demanded an explanation in a stern voice.
Who are you?
"Judging by their attire, they are soldiers from the Liang Kingdom? Why are they trespassing into my northern barbarian lands!"
Where is our sorcerer god?
The strategist in charge, Ling Xian, curled his lips into a cold smile, too lazy to waste words with him.
He pulled a contract directly from his pocket, unfolded it with a flick of his wrist, and presented it to the Northern Barbarian General.
"Your sorcerer?"
"He asked me to deliver a letter to you."
Ling Xian's voice clearly resonated throughout the entire venue.
"It's written clearly in black and white on this paper, and it also has your sorcerer's signature and divine power mark."
The Northern Barbarian General took the contract with suspicion and looked down at it.
He glanced at it once, and his pupils suddenly contracted, and his breathing stopped instantly.
[All the tribes of the Northern Barbarians shall be eternally vassals of the Liang Kingdom, paying tribute annually. The entire Northern Barbarian tribe shall eternally worship the Mountain Goddess of the Wilderness, without fail!]
At the bottom of the page was Wu Feng's crooked signature.
And a divine mark of the sorcerer god that the Northern Barbarian general was all too familiar with!
"Eternal patronage, vassal state..."
The Northern Barbarian General's lips trembled, and he felt dizzy and everything went black.
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