Chapter 22 Mountain God (with comics)
The three protagonists all have communicators hidden behind their ears, so they can inform each other after the search is completed, reunite, and go to Qi Heng to exchange information as they did at the beginning.
The village gradually woke up and doors were opened one after another. So they planned to take a detour and remind Qi Heng through the back window.
Just a few meters away from the window, I saw a person climbing out. As light as a swallow, he landed on the ground swiftly, then paused and turned silently to look at the uninvited guest.
The scene was just as it was when I first saw it.
Si Yu'an was still Anxin's expert in warming up the crowd. He scratched his face embarrassedly and explained the reason with the captain.
The four people rolled into the house one by one, like dumplings.
[Therefore, we all need to show our respect for the mountain god, and the degree of respect will be judged by the expressions of those around us. 】After listening to everyone’s questions, Ye Yunhe spread his hands helplessly. Her level is the most severe so far. I just hope the original owner can be more reserved. Maintaining an expression is very energy-consuming.
Si Yu'an looked at the two wooden signs on the table and reached out to rip them apart: "I plan to go to the villagers' house next. This wooden sign should belong to more than just the two of us." 】
Qi Heng nodded, indicating that he would go to the high priest's room to check out the enemy situation. Without hesitation, he took the communicator given by Lin Muyu and quickly put it behind his ear.
He went back to the window, leaned out to check the situation outside, and then climbed out with peace of mind.
The four of them left in the same way, like scooping dumplings.
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The comic begins with a picture of Qi Heng, a young man walking openly on the road, not avoiding the gazes of others. I watched the villagers around me, either gathering in groups of three or four to gossip, or cleaning in front of their doors with big brooms.
A few middle-aged ladies were sitting together eating melon seeds. When they talked about something funny, they laughed heartily and in an unconventional way. While attracting Qi Heng's attention, he also captured the figure of the young man.
One of the ladies' eyes lit up, she spat out the melon seed shells, and waved for someone to come over.
Qi Heng looked at the melon seed shell that drew a beautiful arc in the air and almost fell on his shoe. So he stood quietly one meter away without moving, and answered questions with his poor acting skills, acting out the general character.
He should know that his acting was terrible. He kept his head down and let his hair fall to cover his face. Only the lower half of his face was exposed and he was trying hard to act.
The words in the bubbles were specially marked with unknown tones by the author, making them sound strange, as if this language was not one's native language.
When readers saw this, they imitated it in their minds and laughed at themselves.
"Cat's acting skills...hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Xn"
"If you join the protagonist group, you will be the one with the worst acting skills! (heartbroken.ipg)"
"This is the result of not having training. Although the months of training were extremely painful, it is better than having to perform awkwardly in front of NPCs :-D"
"I feel like there's 30% disappointment, 20% embarrassment and 50% 'why hasn't it ended yet? Help me!' XD"
"It's so funny, it's just like when I was a kid, when adults also liked to tease kids to make themselves happy."
......
The barrage won’t care how difficult it is for you, they just want you to perform more to make them happy.
After Qi Heng accidentally got the clue, he quickly fled the scene, leaving behind the laughter that kept coming from behind him, and felt the smell of melon seeds still lingering on his hands.
This time he didn't dare to walk on the main road openly. He used the map in his mind to sneak through hidden narrow roads. He even tried to climb onto the roof to avoid meeting anyone, but failed because the tiles were easy to fall off.
Finally, he successfully arrived at the high priest's house and knocked on the door. Qi Heng looked at the mountain temple which was very close. Under close observation, the bright red paint looked even brighter.
The neighbors around him looked at him as usual, smiled at him friendly, said something like "We are here to see the high priest today too" and then went about their own business.
The door opened, and the high priest's true appearance was revealed to everyone. His trend that goes against the times is shocking. His nouveau riche dress makes his temperament different, and the contrast between his fabrics and those of others is extremely obvious.
The barrage of comments started to bet on whether his teeth were inlaid with gold.
The old man didn't look good to Qi Heng. He glanced at him perfunctorily and went to drink water. Perhaps he didn't expect the style of the barrage to be so unique. The author didn't deliberately give a shot of the old man's teeth.
The old man put down his teacup and began to preach, his voice so loud that people worried about the sound insulation quality of the house. He spoke in a bad tone, looked dissatisfied, and his face was full of condescension. He ordered the people he looked down upon to offer sacrifices to him, as if he were the mountain god.
Qi Heng stood there timidly, listening, clutching the clothes in his hands. The pitiful little boy said: [Three days later...]
The high priest, who was disdainful of his appearance, sneered with mockery in his eyes, and promised as a reward that during the sacrifice three days later, he would give Qi Heng a chance to stand closer and work.
The barrage of comments exploded, using unblocked swear words to curse this ungrateful old man. If the readers' energy could be directly gathered into shape, I'm afraid that the sword of Damocles would be hanging over the high priest's head in the next second.
In a series of comments of “Wow, the cat is wronged”, the comic gives a close-up of Qi Heng’s clenched hands, revealing the key hidden inside.
"Eh? When did this guy get the key?"
"Lin Muyu has a successor! (touching.jpg)"
"If Cat doesn't join the protagonist group, who will? Go team up with the captain and form a thief team!"
"I suddenly don't feel sad anymore. This child is really reassuring (Anxi.jpg)"
"No wonder the painting of pouring water is so detailed, it was only at that time that the timing was right (thinking)"
......
It was indeed taken when pouring water.
In the comic memories, the moment Qi Heng put down the kettle and withdrew his hand, his position and movements changed subtly, using the noise of the kettle hitting the table to cover up the barely visible friction sound of the clothes.
After a few breaths, the key was hooked into the hand and quietly hidden in the sleeve, while its owner was still tirelessly talking about the so-called great principles, spitting out saliva and not noticing what he had lost.
Qi Heng obeyed the high priest's instructions and left, closing the door. It seemed that he was leaving, but in fact he was returning, hiding in a narrow corner and staring at the house in darkness.
A large black bubble emerged from his head, with two large characters written on it:
【Revenge】
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Qi Heng over there entered a stage of patiently waiting, and the comic took this opportunity to come to the situation of the protagonists.
Just as Ye Yunhe was about to go out, the neighbor aunt grabbed his arm and pulled him away. The hand strength of these NPCs was unusual, and they could not move with just a slight pull.
This NPC is very dangerous, both in terms of combat power and number. We must not reveal any flaws.
Ye Yunhe put on an expression of confusion but also understanding, looked at the aunt next to him, ready to listen to what she had to say.
The aunt looked very angry, and when she saw the man's expression, she became even angrier. She pulled the man into the house, closed the door, and lowered her voice:
[Look at yourself, why are you still putting this there! 】
She pointed at the abstract wood sculpture in the center, her fingers shaking uncontrollably.
[The high priest has said that you cannot privately carve statues of mountain gods, nor can you randomly carve wooden plaques. Why don’t you listen, girl? If you really want it, just do what the high priest says! How could he not give it to you? 】
[Besides, look at what an ugly thing you carved. If I hadn't watched you grow up, I would have thought you were putting up some monster or demon to worship! 】
The aunt attacked Ye Yunhe's shabby handicraft fiercely, her voice rising and falling, and she almost lost her temper.
Ye Yunhe was also very surprised. It turned out that she had carved this thing privately and put it on display. It would be a big deal if someone discovered it. She was originally worried that putting this away would affect her image, and that someone would think something was wrong if they saw it.
[But I, I can't do it... The high priest's request is too difficult, I can only do this...] She frowned, revealing a textbook look of loss and discomfort.
The aunt's anger subsided a little. She sighed helplessly, picked up the wood carving and hid it in Ye Yunhe's closet, under a pile of clothes.
[It’s okay if I see it, but don’t let others see it. This is a serious crime in the village. Look, Si and An successfully got the wooden sign given by the high priest himself. Why don't you ask him for the secret? You two always play together anyway. 】
[Can there really be fake treasures?] Besides, if your sculpture is accidentally seen by the mountain god, he will be punished. That is so bad and unlucky! 】
Was the wooden tablet issued by the high priest? How to obtain it?
Ye Yunhe wiped her tears, hugged her aunt's arm aggrievedly, lowered her head and replied in a nasal voice: [I look forward to getting it every day, I am almost dizzy... Aunt, the high priest's requirements are so difficult, it's useless even if I ask Si Yu'an. 】
[So you just stay in the house every day and think about all kinds of things? 】Auntie's disappointed look came again, she pinched Ye Yunhe's face and said, [The sacrifice is held once every three years, you are already an adult, in your twenties, why are you still dithering? 】
[You haven't learned anything in all these years. You wouldn't dare to stand in the front and have a good look. You are such a coward. Is the offering difficult to catch? It’s obvious that I can grab a handful! 】
[You might as well learn from Xiao Heng over there and bother the high priest and beg him all day long. 】
Ye Yunhe wanted to laugh after hearing this. It seemed that she and Qi Heng were both fanatical illegitimate fans. Their idol was the famous mountain god, and the high priest was their agent.
An unexpected surprise, a message from heaven.
The sacrifice is held every three years, and from what the other party said, it can be heard that it has existed for a long time. It goes without saying that there is something wrong with the "sacrifice" in the copy.
So, what are the requirements and contributions that the high priest is talking about? Caught the sacrifice?
Considering that the copy could not be a game of house, Ye Yunhe felt that there was a high probability that this "sacrifice" was of the same kind.
As expected, the shorter the clearance conditions, the more complicated the copy. She sighed quietly in her heart.
Si Yu'an and Lin Muyu all divided the work and searched the villagers' empty houses like a swarm of locusts. There are a lot of people in this village, I hope they can have some good luck.
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