"The living people borrow the road, and the yin people avoid it; the living people go up the mountain to offer sacrifices, and they take care of themselves without avoiding it!"

With every step, the witch in sacrificial attire would scatter paper money. Along with the strong wind echoing in the valley and the circling crows, it gave people a vague feeling of ghosts howling.

In the team going up the mountain, the one leading the group was naturally a witch. Although this profession was not recognized in Dajin, it could not stop people from panicking.

Following her were eight strong men with abundant yang energy. Even if Zhang San did not open the transparent world, their three strong yang fires were enough to disperse ordinary spirits. After all, people are three parts afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven parts afraid of people.

It's a pity that the purpose of their trip was not to slay demons and monsters. Instead, they were divided into groups of four, carrying two racks, on which lay Yaya, who had also drunk the daughter's red wine, and Wang Bo's grandson.

Looking further back, Uncle Wang and the three old men were supporting each other and slowly following the team. If there were an expert who could read qi, he would naturally be able to tell that the luck of these four people was white with green, and they were real government officials.

"Huh~Huh~, did Xiao Sanzi really drink that wine voluntarily?"

As if he had thought of something incredible, the old man walked halfway up the mountain and took a breath and couldn't help but ask Uncle Wang again.

But before Uncle Wang could come back to his senses, the other old man's expression changed. He coldly rejected his question and spoke softly.

"What have you lived to at your age? Do you know who is being carried up there? You are just talking nonsense!"

It was indeed the old man who was in the wrong at the beginning. After learning the result of the draw, he was afraid that the young man with a heart of a tiger might cause trouble, so he asked this question. But if you think about it carefully, this matter was wrong from the beginning, so was it necessary to ask so clearly?

After a moment's silence, the old man spoke again in a low voice: "The people sent out to report the news still have no news? What is the purpose of the canonized strangers in Taiping County? If they don't come to our Yuyang Village, I'm afraid they will die out!"

After shaking his head slightly heavily, the last old man looked at the two children on the shelf and cursed inwardly: "No, a bunch of people who are just sitting there doing nothing should be sent to prison to be punished. It's really a sin..."

The sound spread with the strong wind, becoming lighter and lighter, and lower and lower, until in the end it even sounded like a cry.

They are all five or six years old, and their youth is just beginning, but unfortunately they have to face such a thing.

If there is an underworld in this world, then the person who made this decision will be punished by slow slicing after death!

As for Zhang San himself, he had just arrived at the foot of the mountain. The moment Uncle Wang brought the wine to his door, he knew that if he didn't drink the bowl of wine, Uncle Wang would not leave with peace of mind.

Zhang San's sub-account has been in the Demon Slayer world for thirty years. When his physical strength was at its peak, he believed that unless Tsugaru Yoshiichirō was alive, he would have no rivals. When he was 25 years old, even Muzan had to temporarily avoid the limelight with his sub-account.

But that is just the Demon Slayer world. The world where my ego lives, no matter how you look at it, the level of combat power is not comparable to that of the Demon Slayer world.

Before he was sure of the other party's fighting power, Zhang San would make the best possible preparations. As for why he didn't take Yaya with him to escape, Zhang San wanted to agree to this, but unfortunately, his knife didn't agree! Compared with Buddhism and Confucianism, the difficulty of martial artists entering the Tao is second only to Xuanmen. If you don't have the heart to break but not bend, then why bother to enter the Tao? Moreover, Zhang San was still clear about the rules of this world. Once they became living sacrifices, the boy and girl would have nothing to do with Yuyang Village.

In other words, even if the two children were lucky enough not to die from the ghost plague, they were destined to be unacceptable to the village because they were contaminated with the evil spirit of the ghost plague. The best way for them was to leave their hometown and live the rest of their lives in hiding.

Knowing this, when Wang Bo brought wine to his door, Zhang San drank it without hesitation. After they left, Zhang San did not stop for a moment. After packing up the gold and silver jewelry in the house, he picked up the Sun Wheel Sword and followed them.

Although Zhang San, who has practiced the breathing technique, has become a superhuman, his body has also completed initial development, and sometimes even the words "sharp hearing and sharp eyes" are difficult to describe his current state.

But now the distance between the two is indeed a bit far. He certainly cannot hear the conversation between the three elders, and he also doesn't know about the mysterious forces they mentioned.

Of course, even if he heard it, he probably wouldn't react too much.

In contrast, perhaps because of the difference in the laws of the world, because the transparent world has been opened, when the self uses this skill in the real world, what he "sees" is far higher than that in the Demon Slayer world.

At this time, Zhang San even had some guesses about the methods of Shinto practice in this world.

Although the Jin Dynasty had six generations of wise rulers since Taizu and dominated the world for 180 years, the decision to enthrone gods was not made by the court alone.

Summarizing the books and related rumors, Zhang San probably had the following speculations.

In Dajin, the masters of the divine way can be roughly divided into three types.

One is that if there are big monsters in the mountains and waters, or mountain and sea monsters, which are powerful but do not do evil, and are even kind to people, Da Jin will naturally appease them with gods, such as the White Snake, the water god of West Lake.

The second type is the elves who are born with earth and water veins. These elves do not need to be canonized by the imperial court and naturally master the veins of mountains and rivers. Of course, their number is the smallest. After all, if they encounter a disobedient one, even a powerful country like the Jin Dynasty does not need to pamper him. Emm, perhaps this is the reason why their numbers are so rare.

As for the third type, it is closely related to the human race. They are local virtuous people who gathered the people's will during their lifetime and were thus canonized as gods by the court.

The first two are mostly mountain gods and water gods, while the third type is actually more likely to be land gods and city gods.

Coincidentally, although Yuyang Village is just a small village, it also has a land god that has been passed down since the Sui and Tang Dynasties. The specific name is no longer traceable, but we only know that it was still effective in the past few years.

Although there may not be a good harvest every year, for such an experienced old god, it is no problem to maintain peace and prosperity in the area.

However, what was even more coincidental was that when Zhang San used the transparent world to explore, he did not find the local land god.

PS: The reason why the protagonist knows this knowledge is mostly thanks to the books of the village head and the education system of Dajin. In order to increase the survival rate of the people in the face of ghost plagues, Dajin has made public some methods of dealing with low-level ghost plagues, and there are also many folk remedies circulating among the people.