Chapter 262 World Eleven (Part Three)
As night falls, a solitary moon hangs in the sky, along with a few scattered stars.
The moonlight, as bright as frost, poured down on the village nestled against the high mountains. The villagers lived off the mountains and naturally had a deep reverence for the mountain gods who protected them.
It is not uncommon for a mountain god to marry. Every three years, the villagers would choose a young woman to be the mountain god's wife in order to pray for good weather and peace.
As for Baoshan today, the villagers can no longer figure out which wife the mountain god is.
Everyone was honored to marry the mountain god, and Baoshan was no exception. However, there were some differences between Baoshan and the villagers who held the mountain god in high regard.
Baoshan had been frail since childhood, her appearance fragile and prone to minor ailments. The village was poor, and Baoshan was a girl, so her family naturally didn't want to spend large sums of money on her. Therefore, even when she fell ill, she couldn't seek medical treatment in town. Instead, she scavenged obscure herbs in the mountains, ground them with a pestle, boiled them in hot water, and swallowed them whole.
Even if it is a minor illness, it will become a chronic disease if it is delayed like this.
There was a man named Ma Banxian in the village, also known as Ma Xiazi, who could not see with either eye.
But he happened to be good at reading bones and physiognomy. When he saw Baoshan, he said bluntly that Baoshan would not live for more than two years.
Ma Banxian does have some abilities, but he is more like a half-full bottle.
Danma Banxian worked as an apprentice in a medical clinic in his early years and was able to take pulses.
Just by lightly placing his fingers on it, he could see that Bao Shan's pulse was weak, a sign of early death.
Baoshan is afraid of death. No one who is only eighteen years old and is about to go to the underworld will not be afraid.
She softened her voice and timidly asked Ma Banxian if she could change her fate.
Ma Banxian naturally would not say that he couldn't do it, as this would make him seem incompetent.
But if you ask him to give a specific method, such as some precious herbs.
If the treasure fan was really obtained but could not change his fate, Ma Banxian would ruin his reputation.
Therefore, Ma Banxian only spoke some confusing nonsense to deceive the treasure fan.
“Of course it can be changed, but it requires a celestial being to appear and help you through this calamity.
But ordinary people can be found everywhere, but it is rare to meet a celestial being."
This was just a casual remark, but Baoshan took it to heart. She thought to herself: Heavenly being, the heavenly being she could meet, isn't he the mountain god?
So, when the villagers were choosing a wife for the mountain god, Baoshan took the initiative to step forward and expressed her willingness to marry the mountain god.
Although Baoshan is weak, her life is extremely beautiful.
Especially the pair of tearful eyes, when they are slightly raised, it makes people's hearts melt.
The villagers were naturally happy. After all, offering such a beautiful woman to the mountain god would naturally make the mountain god happy and bless them with good luck.
Baoshan grew up in the village and heard many legends about the mountain god.
But although she was curious about the mountain god, she did not have much enthusiasm.
Baoshan only hoped that after she married the mountain god, the mountain god would take out a magic medicine to prolong her life.
Born in an ignorant village, this is the best way Baoshan can think of to prolong his life.
The only ones who were unhappy were probably Bao Shan's family. They had originally suggested several marriage proposals for Bao Shan. All of them were wealthy families who could afford to give dozens of bags of grain as a betrothal gift.
But Baoshan hid it from them and became the bride of the mountain god. How could her family dare to snatch her from the mountain god?
Not only that, Baoshan's parents had to put on a happy expression, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the mountain god.
Baoshan's parents found a random excuse and drove Baoshan to a dilapidated thatched hut, and gave her the beautiful excuse that they wanted Baoshan to "live peacefully and wait for marriage."
But Baoshan did not feel uneasy because of her parents' neglect and estrangement.
She was thinking about what kind of attitude she should make when she saw the true face of the mountain god so that the mountain god would take the elixir on his own initiative.
Baoshan's parents refused to spend money to buy her wedding clothes, saying that they were broke.
The wedding dress Baoshan was wearing was the one worn by an old woman in the village when she got married in her youth.
But even though her clothes were tattered, they could not hide Baoshan's slim figure.
The villagers pooled their money and prepared a banquet to give Baoshan as a wedding gift.
In an open area, several tables and chairs were placed, all prepared as a wedding banquet.
You Dongjun sat upright at his seat, while Gu Xiaoxiao, who was standing beside him, poked a piece of boiled potato with chopsticks.
Gu Xiaoxiao put the potato into her mouth. The bland taste made her frown and eyes wrinkle, and she almost spit out the potato.
But when Gu Xiaoxiao looked around, she saw that the old people and children present had eaten all the potatoes in their bowls, as if they were tasting some delicious food.
Gu Xiaoxiao had no choice but to swallow the potato in her mouth.
Gu Xiaoxiao turned to look at You Dongjun, trying to find resonance with the meal from the young Taoist priest's face.
But You Dongjun looked calm and tasted the potatoes carefully.
Apart from his handsome face, You Dongjun almost blended in with the villagers, as if Gu Xiaoxiao was the only one present who came from outside the village.
Following the noise, You Dongjun swallowed the last bite of potato and looked up towards the sound.
Baoshan was helped to sit down on the wooden chair in the middle with a graceful waist.
Beside Baoshan, there was also a wooden chair, which was said to be reserved for the mountain god.
Gu Xiaoxiao became more and more curious about this so-called mountain god.
The leaves rustled in the breeze, and dark clouds appeared in the sky, covering half of the lonely moon.
You Dongjun sat in his seat and felt a cool breeze blowing towards him. His eyes were slightly cold and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the compass at his waist.
Everyone was silent, except for the children who loved the excitement and whispered, "The mountain god has arrived."
His mother behind him quickly reached out and covered the child's mouth, fearing that the child would say something inappropriate and anger the mountain god.
Baoshan sat in the center of the seat. She could clearly feel the wind carrying sand coming in from under her veil and gently caressing her cheek.
The cold caress made Baoshan tremble and her cheeks turned slightly pale.
Only the soft lips were still bright red because of the lip balm.
Baoshan's long, crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.
Perhaps because he couldn't see, Bao Shan's other senses became more acute.
She even felt that what was caressing her cheek was not the strange wind, but a rough palm.
The hand lingered on the porcelain-white cheek, then suddenly moved downwards, fiddling with the tightly fastened clasp of the precious fan.
Baoshan opened her lips and whispered softly, "No, no..."
The rough palm suddenly stiffened, and a faint laugh appeared in the air.
Then, the wind calmed down. In the center of the banquet hall, a handsome man appeared out of nowhere. He wore a jade belt and a red robe, and looked exceptionally handsome.
He had a face that could captivate everyone, with red lips and white teeth, and a small mole like a star under the corner of his eyebrow.
I don’t know if he was born to love laughing, or if it was because he was getting married today, but he was so happy that he couldn’t hide the smile on the corner of his lips.
Even though Gu Xiaoxiao was used to seeing handsome men, she couldn't help but feel dazed and her eyes were vague at this moment.
It was not until You Dongjun stuck a bright yellow paper talisman on Gu Xiaoxiao's back that her eyes regained clarity.
The villagers who were originally sitting on the chairs knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Master Qianfeng has appeared!"
Baoshan couldn't see the people, but only heard the voices, so he wanted to stand up and kowtow to the mountain god.
Qian Feng walked over to Bao Shan and supported her waist. Through the veil, Qian Feng leaned over and whispered, "Since you are my wife, there is no need to perform formalities."
Only then did Baoshan give up.
Her cheeks were as red as red clouds, and her fingers were intertwined, just like a girl whose heart was aroused by a man approaching her.
Baoshan remained remarkably calm, pondering the matter carefully: Judging from the mountain god's voice, he seemed only five or six years older than she was. Yet, legends about the mountain god date back over a century, suggesting he possessed a method for preserving youthful beauty.
In this case, the mountain god might really have a good way to prolong life.
Thinking of this, Baoshan's cheeks became brighter and brighter.
Qianfeng felt even happier when she saw Baoshan's shy look.
The mountain god marries a wife once every three years, but Qianfeng does not reveal his true appearance every time.
Qianfeng only needed to use magic to use the strong wind to sweep the bride into his cave, and that was enough.
But those who were sent to him in the past were all mediocre beauties, and Qian Feng didn't even have the thought of getting close to them. With just a wave of his hand, he turned those shy brides into herbs that would help him improve his magic and melted them into the alchemy furnace.
But now, looking at the treasure fan, Qianfeng's calm heart suddenly began to waver.
He thought to himself, maybe this time, he could perform the Zhougong ritual first, and when he got tired of it, he could turn it into herbs.
Qianfeng stretched out his arm and was about to take the treasure fan back to the cave.
As for the banquet that the villagers had taken the trouble to prepare, Qianfeng had no interest in it at all.
Just looking at the food on the table, I felt uninterested. It was nowhere near as tempting as the fine wine and delicious food in Qianfeng Cave.
You Dongjun sat upright on the chair from beginning to end and did not kneel down to pay his respects with the villagers.
At this time, You Dongjun saw Qian Feng was about to leave, so he threw the talisman on his body and flew towards Qian Feng.
However, those talismans were rolled into Qianfeng's sleeves when he flipped them slightly, and turned into nothingness.
The smile on Qian Feng's face faded, and a cold expression filled his expression. He raised an eyebrow and looked at You Dongjun, saying coldly, "Where did this Taoist priest come from? He is so unruly and causing trouble at this god's wedding banquet!"
The villagers had not expected that the strangers they welcomed would be so bold as to attack the mountain god.
The villagers hurriedly distanced themselves from You Dongjun, accusing him harshly, "We thought you shared our reverence for the Mountain God, and that's why we invited you to the banquet. We never imagined you harbored such ulterior motives!"
You Dongjun's face was calm. The spell he had just cast was just a low-level spell, used to test Qianfeng's strength.
Therefore, You Dongjun was not surprised that the talisman was broken by Qianfeng.
After all, Qianfeng is a great demon with only a hundred years of power.
If it is repelled by an inferior talisman, it will be laughed at if it gets out.
You Dongjun opened his mouth and said, "How dare a mere monster, claiming to be a mountain god and deceiving the world, deceive the world?"
Qian Feng's expression changed slightly, and he said in a stern voice, "How dare you!"
After saying this, Qian Feng charged towards You Dongjun head-on. Wherever the two of them went, a strong wind blew up, stirring up dust all over the ground.
The villagers did not dare to step forward, fearing that the young Taoist priest and the mountain god would fight and hurt either of them, so they hurriedly retreated to the side.
You Dongjun took off the compass from his waist, leaving only half of the moon, which sprinkled its light on the compass and slightly reflected it on Qianfeng.
The originally handsome face suddenly changed.
From a rare handsome man in the world, he turned into a monster with a leopard head and a human body.
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