Chapter 347 is the God of Dongshan
It was still a hot summer day at the foot of the mountain.
In a short while, Huo Changan and Sang Ning experienced the four seasons of spring, winter, autumn and summer.
After disguising themselves, the two men went to the old woman's house again.
"Have you seen the God of Dongshan?"
The old woman was cooking. She built a stove in the yard and covered it with a thatched roof.
"No, the God of Dongshan probably ascended to heaven. There are no gods on the mountain anymore, but he left you some holy water."
Huo Changan handed the bamboo jar to the old woman.
"profound!"
The old woman didn't react at all. She turned around and muttered, "Another liar!"
Then he threw the bamboo tube on the lid of the water tank.
"Mother-in-law, this is real holy water, I'm not lying to you!" said Sang Ning.
Huo Changan raised his eyebrows. Ning'er actually understood what the mother-in-law said.
He asked, "Grandma, what was the agreement between your ancestors and the God of Dongshan?"
Although I can’t remember what it was about, if it was an agreement, it must have been a mutual agreement, and it was definitely not for medical treatment.
All these years, people have died, why are we still asking for magic water?
Why did the ancestors of this family leave behind wills that were passed down from generation to generation?
Huo Changan was very curious.
But the mother-in-law believed that they were liars, so she refused to speak to them and asked them to drive the carriage away quickly.
"Grandma, I'm so hungry!"
A child's cry came from the house.
"The rice is ready, it's ready..." The old woman quickly lifted the lid of the pot, and found white flour buns inside.
Sang Ning was very surprised.
The village is so dilapidated, but an old woman living alone with her grandson can still eat white steamed buns.
"Why don't you leave?" The old woman looked at the two of them warily.
Sang Ning took out two tempting red fruits and said, "Grandma, these are left by the God of Dongshan. They are for you."
The old woman dropped the steamed bun in her hand.
"Red Dango!"
Shock appeared on her wrinkled face as she held the two fruits in her hands.
Shocked, he said, "Red Dan Fruit, this is the Red Dan Fruit our ancestors talked about!"
Even Chidanguo knew that this family's ancestors had a deep connection with the Dongshan God.
At that time, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they would not easily bring things down the mountain.
"Mother-in-law, now you know we are not liars, right?" Sang Ning said with a smile.
The old woman nodded repeatedly and peeled off the skin of the red dan fruit, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside.
"It's true, it's true, Kuang'er, Kuang'er, come and eat the magic fruit!"
The little grandson ran out, he was three or four years old, very sturdy, wearing a bib on top, breeches on the bottom, and a high braid.
The old woman stuffed the whole thing into her grandson's mouth.
"So good, so good, I want more..."
The little kid's mouth was full of red juice, and he quickly swallowed both of them.
The old woman ate all the remaining skin and only spat out two pieces of skin the size of melon seeds.
She tremblingly took out a handkerchief, wrapped it up and put it in her pocket.
"I want to eat more, more!" The child was not full.
"No! This is a gift from the gods. Eat as much as you are given. If you ask for more, the gods will be angry."
After the old woman finished speaking, her expression changed and she became extremely enthusiastic towards Sang Ning and Huo Changan.
"My eyesight is not good, so you are also a person with a connection to the immortals. You must be kind-hearted. Come inside quickly, come inside."
She did not forget to pick up the bamboo jar she had just thrown away and brought it into the house as a treasure.
Only after entering the house did Sang Ning know where their white flour came from.
It turns out that he planted it himself.
Because of the famine in the past two years, the village head led the villagers to flee. However, they encountered soldiers and bandits. The men were forced to serve in the army and the women were forced to become military prostitutes. Only a few people escaped back.
Now I am hiding in the village and I dare not go out again in my life.
"I haven't left yet. I'm staying here with my pregnant daughter-in-law.
I know that gods have appeared in Dongshan, so it is the best place.
My daughter-in-law died during childbirth, so I raised the child.
The fields were empty, so I took my children to plant crops. The authorities probably thought the village was deserted and forgot about us. No one came to harvest the crops we planted, so we ate them all ourselves.
That’s great, I can eat my fill every meal.
I really hope those people never come.”
The old woman had a satisfied look on her face and gave them white flour buns to eat.
Huo Changan and Sang Ning ate steamed buns with big mouthfuls, their throats were blocked.
The people’s wish is very simple, that is, to have enough food to eat.
"Mother-in-law, life will definitely be better in the future," Huo Changan said.
"Thank you for your kind words!"
The old woman took the shovel and went into the inner room.
After grunting for a while, he came out holding a small wooden box sealed with wax.
During this time, Sang Ning stuffed a few small berries into Xiaokuang'er's mouth.
“This is the agreement between my ancestors and the Goddess of Dongshan.
We don't know exactly what it is. My husband said that the Goddess of Dongshan asked our ancestors to make something and asked us to come and get it the next day, and to bring a bowl of holy water.
But that night, there was a lightning strike that struck the top of Dongshan Mountain. The next day, the Goddess of Dongshan did not come and she never came again.
My ancestors left behind a message that the God of Dongshan is a supreme deity of great virtue, and nothing will happen to him, and he will definitely come again.
Our ancestors said that many people went up the mountain to look for the God of Dongshan.
Many people come to my house to stay overnight.
Every time my family asked for a can of water, some of them never came back, and some just gave me some water to fool me.
That’s why I thought you were all liars too!”
The old woman smiled embarrassedly and handed the wax-sealed wooden box to Sang Ning in both hands.
"It turns out that the God of Dongshan and his wife have already ascended to heaven... They are in heaven now, no wonder they didn't come..." She said to herself.
Sang Ning held the box and looked at Huo Changan.
He didn't know either and shook his head.
After this cause and effect was concluded, the two said goodbye.
The old woman chased after him and stuffed a few big white buns into his mouth.
I turned around and saw that my grandson's mouth was stained with purple juice again.
"What is this!"
She had already wiped the red juice with her fingers and sucked it herself.
Where does the purple juice come from?
"Brother and sister, these are some delicious little fruits!"
"There's no brother, there's an uncle."
"It was my brother. His beard was crooked, so my sister straightened it for him. He even said: 'You look so ugly with this beard, I don't even want to kiss you.'"
ah?
The old woman was confused for a few seconds.
Suddenly thinking of something, he quickly ran into the house.
She lifted a red cloth from the table, revealing the stone statues of the God of Dongshan and his wife.
The stone statue is very old, and no matter how well it is preserved, it still has some signs of weathering and the facial features are a little blurred.
However, those eyes were surprisingly similar to the man’s from before!
And the woman’s charm is very similar to the woman just now!
Could it be that those two people are the Dongshan God!
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