Perfect Ten Evils Resurrected

Chapter 4 Willow God and Thunderbolt

Under the leadership of the patriarch Shi Yunfeng, a group of people moved the body of the beast obtained from this hunting to a stone platform.

This is a large altar, made of huge stones, very open, next to the stone village to worship the spirit, giving people a sense of solemnity.

At this moment, it was full of ferocious beasts, bloodstained, flowing down from the huge body, and flowing along the lines carved on the altar.

The icy scales, long animal fur, thick and sharp horns, shone with cold light, making people feel cold in their hearts.

This hunting was really very lucky. In the past, it was impossible for Shicun to capture such a terrifying beast.

After preparing everything, Shi Yunfeng led his clansmen to gather in front of the altar, no matter men, women, old or young, all came, closed their eyes, and prayed devoutly.

The scene is very serious, there is no noise, you can hear the drop of a needle.

The sacrificial spirit is the spirit of offerings and sacrifices in Shicun. Only with sincerity can it deter the beasts and guard the place.

Finally, after the sacrifice was over, everyone let out a sigh of relief, and the young and middle-aged men of the clan began to remove the beasts from the altar one after another, and they were going to cut up and let the blood out in a while.

Soon, the altar was swept away, except for the wet blood on the lines, there was nothing left.

The leader of the hunting team, Shi Linhu and Shi Feijiao, lifted up the straw mat and placed it on a clean surface on the altar, then stepped back behind the patriarch and stared silently ahead.

Shi Yunfeng took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous. For so many years, the villagers have been offering sacrifices to the willow tree. Every time they hunted, they never fell behind.

But the willow tree never responded, it always stood quietly at the head of the village and never enjoyed the sacrifice.

I still remember that a few decades ago, the sacrificial spirit in Shicun was not a willow tree, but a strange stone. Every time there was a sacrifice, most of the blood of the beast on the altar would be absorbed.

Later, the willow tree came, and the strange stone left, and the prey obtained by the hunting team never lost blood again, and all returned to Shicun.

"Patriarch, will Lord Jiling really respond? Since I can remember, I have never seen it use sacrifices, nor have I seen it communicate with us." Shi Feijiao asked suspiciously.

Hearing this, Shi Yunfeng felt emotional, can he respond?He doesn't know either?More than just Shi Feijiao?Even he who saw the willow tree take root in the stone village with his own eyes has never seen it.

But Shi Yunfeng knew that the willow tree had spirits, and it had guarded the village for decades. During the years it took root here, the stone village was always peaceful and never disturbed by ferocious beasts.

In the Great Wilderness, although there are sacrificial spirits that protect various tribes and villages, in the face of the powerful ancient remnants, even the sacrificial spirits may fall. There are often news that a certain village was slaughtered by the ancient relics and the sacrificial spirit died tragically. , It is horrifying.

And Stone Village, like a fairyland, is peaceful and quiet, no ferocious beasts dare to invade, this is all thanks to Willow.

"God Willow, people on the straw mat, should you leave or stay? Please make a major decision for Shicun. We will always worship and support you, the great you." Shi Yunfeng said loudly towards the charred willow tree, very pious.

At the same time, he made a big salute to the willow tree to show his respect. All the clansmen followed him and prayed in a low voice, hoping that the willow god would point out the way forward and the direction for Shicun.

The picture seems to be frozen, the large altar, the animal blood that has not yet dried up, the blood-stained straw mat, a heroic and extraordinary man... the blood-stained broken battle clothes are so old that they cannot be studied, as if they are telling the story of the past. desolate.

As the breeze blew, a group of people, men, women and children, all prayed sincerely in front of the charred willow, hoping that it would respond.

However, the willow tree is as silent and quiet as before, and the only tender green branch has long since lost its magic, moving with the wind, and it is ordinary.

Just when everyone thought that the sacrificial spirit would not respond to the prayers of the people, the tender green willow branch suddenly shone brightly, releasing a soft halo.

The willow branches stretched in the air, slowly approaching the straw mats on the altar, and came to the people who were still sleeping.

On the tip of the willow, the bud that is ready to bloom is filled with green clouds, and a drop of crystal clear liquid drips from the green clouds, slides into the chest of the sleeping person, and disappears.

Witnessing this scene, the villagers felt their minds bewildered, that Ji Ling actually responded, and the movements of that tender wicker were obviously controlled by Willow's will.

"Buzz!"

Before everyone could react, the people on the straw mat had a strange movement, and after the drop of divine liquid sank into their chest, a bright light radiated out.

A ball of light shines and rises slowly, exuding a kind of majesty, high above, as if it can command the heavens and make the infinite creatures of the universe kowtow and be subdued.

No one can see this light clearly, facing it, people can't help but want to worship.

At the same time, a green haze lingered on the body of the person on the straw mat, blooming with vitality, as if he was repairing something.

The wicker moved again, extending the buds at the tip into the light ball.

"boom!"

There was thunder on the ground, and the deafening roar sounded, making people seem to have returned to last night, and the extremely violent thunder and lightning seemed to be reappearing.

Then, the wicker began to tremble, and slender lightning bolts climbed up the wicker from the light cluster, winding and circling like little real dragons.

A terrifying electric arc burst out, piercing through the void. Where have the villagers seen such a terrifying scene?Hastily retreated far enough away, not daring to approach.

The wicker seemed to be enjoying such a terrifying thunder and lightning. Although it was trembling, it became more and more sacred.

Not long after, it was completely covered by lightning, and the scorched tree body also began to flicker with electric arcs, making a crackling sound, and there was a slight burnt smell in the air.

When Shi Yunfeng saw this scene, his heart trembled. He knew that Willow God had fought against thousands of thunder and lightning in the sea of ​​thunder, and because of this, he became a scorched tree stump.

Now that it is entangled by thunder again, it doesn't have a trace of fear. Instead, it seems to have resistance, bathed in thunder and lightning, recovering, recovering.

Not long after, the light began to sink slowly, and finally sank into the chest of the person on the straw mat, and no longer appeared.

Those lightning bolts that looked like real dragons also dissipated, only a bright willow branch was dazzling, poured like divine gold.

Everyone present felt that Liushen must have benefited greatly from that light group, as can be seen from the changes in the wicker.

When everything returned to calm, the brilliance on the willow also disappeared, and it looked no different from ordinary willow branches.

Everyone looked at each other, all looking at the old patriarch.

"Patriarch..."

Shi Yunfeng looked at the wicker swaying in the wind, and the person lying on the straw mat breathing steadily, and made a decision in his heart.

"Let him stay, and Stone Village will become a place for him to recuperate. This is what God Liu wants to tell us."

　Regarding the name of the protagonist, we follow the original book, Chapter 5.Also, I want to clarify here that Lei Di is not Lei Ling clan. First of all, the original book 1902 clearly stated that Lei Ling clan and Lei Di are followers of each other. Afterwards, they will return to the most essential form. This should be understandable, right?
　　As for Lei Di's clan, I'm not sure yet... Personally, I tend to be a natural humanoid born in Lei Chi.

　　Anyone who knows where the original book said it, please leave a message here.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)