The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 865 The Mountain is Coming
"I think……"

"The mountain is approaching."

Yan Laosan, an old hunter from Canglin Town, is currently drinking alone in the tavern.

After three rounds of drinks, he finally mustered up the courage to speak out.

But I didn't expect to cause a burst of laughter.

"Yan Laosan, have you drunk too much?"

"Yan Lao San was lucky enough to hunt the legendary snow deer that only exists in the North. What's a little more wine for him?"

"But if you drink too much and become drunk and talk nonsense, that's not good."

"A mountain is a mountain. How can a mountain move?"

"Besides, if a mountain really came towards this town, our Canglin Town would have been destroyed long ago!"

"Yan Laosan, could it be that you ran into a ghost last time... and something went wrong?"

"You should go to the temple and have a look..."

At this point, the laughter gradually died down.

It became a cautious test.

A cold and distant feeling spread out, and strange eyes floated around Yan Laosan, but once their gazes met, they would quickly look away.

Yan Laosan pursed his lips and clenched the wine bowl in his hand so tightly that you could almost hear a crisp sound.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl.

Looking out the window, I saw layers of snow-white roofs.

Canglin Town is just a small border town with no houses higher than two stories high. The only high place you can see is the vast snow-white scenery covering the thousand-year-old trees.

After August, the snow never stops here.

Now in December, the light black ice clouds hang low, covering even the tops of the ancient trees, let alone looking further away.

Being short-sighted, one would naturally make fun of Yan Laosan.

They didn't know what Yan Laosan saw.

Ever since Yan Laosan encountered a strange creature in the forest, rolled down the valley while escaping, and was unconscious for a long time before waking up, he has changed.

The body becomes stronger and can eat more.

And his eyes can see things that ordinary people can't see.

For example, the extremely fast snow deer.

For example, behind Niu Yuanji, the good brother of Yan Laosan who was making fun of him, there was half a woman's face.

He recognized that face.

Niu Yuanji's wife hanged herself three months ago.

Now looking at the scarlet tongue on this half of the face, sticking out long, almost hanging down to Niu Yuanji's waist, it seems to be the case.

Perhaps it was because he had been watching Niu Yuanji in silence for a long time, wanting to speak but not speaking, that Niu Yuanji finally couldn't help it, raised his sleepy eyes, and cursed:
"Yan Lao San, why are you always staring at me like this? I have lost my wife, but I still don't like a rough guy like you!"

The laughter rang out again, echoing in this smoky tavern.

Yan Laosan was silent for a moment, and watched the woman with the long tongue stick out her scarlet tongue at him and make a "hush" gesture with her mouth.

In the end, he didn't say anything, but just asked in a low voice: "Brother Niu, I want to ask...how did your wife die?"

Niu Yuanji's face darkened: "What does it have to do with you?"

"I'm just asking..."

"My wife hanged herself. Who knows what made her go crazy? It's so inexplicable that I have no one to cook for me every day! What? Are you going to come to my house and cook for me?"

Yan Laosan ignored Niu Yuanji's sarcasm and said, "Maybe she feels wronged..."

Niu Yuanji immediately got angry: "Unfair? What's there to be wronged about? I go to the forest every day and risk my life to hunt, I provide her with food and drink, and I also send her to the temple to learn the art of numerology from the priests. I have done my best!"

Seeing that Yan Laosan wanted to say something else, Niu Yuanji glared at him.

"What's wrong? Are you attracted to my wife? I'm telling you, my wife is praised by the priest Wang as a fairy. A rough man like you can't even think about it. Only the priest Wang can..."

Niu Yuanji seemed to realize that he had said too much, so he picked up a jar of wine and drank it, as if to wash away the embarrassment of what he had said.

But everyone in Canglin Town knew about this predicament.

The whole audience was silent for a moment.

Yan Laosan took one last look at the half of the face that was becoming increasingly cold, then silently withdrew his gaze.

Look out the window again.

His sight pierced through the dense ice clouds and saw the vast expanse of snow-white above the forest.

That kind of whiteness, boundless and pressing on the eyes.

Even with his eyesight he couldn't see it completely, but it was so white that it looked like a wall of ice.

Yan Laosan wasn't sure if it was like this before, but in his opinion, something was wrong.

He still remembers the once pure sky.

There is also the huge face of the Supreme God in the sky.

But now, through the icy cloud, the skin of the god's face was almost rotten, and most of his face was covered in white.

Yesterday, only the edge of the face was covered. But today, most of the face is not visible.

That's why he felt that there was something wrong with the snow-white color.

Based on my intuition, I guess it should be a mountain.

However, he has lived here for most of his life, how could he not know that there are no mountains here?

Surrounding Canglin Town is only vast forest.

Further away is the Great Wall.

So he finally figured it out.

The mountain is coming, heading towards Canglin Town.

Unfortunately, no one believed him.

After he thought it through, he put the wine bowl down heavily.

He raised his foot, adjusted his crooked belt, and was about to walk out of the tavern.

But he was grabbed by someone.

"Wait, what did you mean by that?!"

Niu Yuanji's eyes were red, and he grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly: "Don't even think about leaving if you don't explain clearly!"

"Let go!" Yan Laosan was anxious and tried to shake him off.

But Niu Yuanji came up again: "Don't even think about leaving if you don't explain clearly!"

Yan Laosan looked past him and out the window.

But he couldn't see the sky now, and without the face of God as a reference, he couldn't judge. He could only see an endless expanse of white above the vast woods at the end of his vision.

But soon, he saw the tops of the trees collapsing towards him, row after row, from far to near.

There should have been a loud bang.

But maybe it was because the pub was too noisy, there were people fighting nearby, or for some other reason, no one could hear it.

Yan Laosan became anxious.

"Let go! You're worried about your wife, and you don't want to accept reality, and you don't want to live, but I still want to live!"

With a sudden swing, Niu Yuanji fell to the ground.

He sat down, and in his drunken state, he seemed to feel a cold and smooth red tongue licking his cheek.

But before he could think about it, Yan Laosan rushed out of the tavern, shouting, "Go, go! The mountain is coming!"

Niu Yuanji crawled and cursed as he chased after him, instantly forgetting the strange touch.

Niu Yuanji was not the only one who was curious.

The bustle in the pub was no match for Yan Laosan running and shouting outside.

Curious guests came out and saw Yan Laosan running wildly on the street, shouting absurd words.

"What mountain? That's crazy talk!"

"Is Yan Laosan drunk?"

"Go and call Priest Wang!"

The crowd was laughing when a holy light suddenly fell.

Yan Laosan was locked by a chain formed by holy light, and the burning holy flame on it made him wail in pain.

I saw a man in a snow-white divine robe standing aside, chains flowing out from his palms, and there was unexpected joy in his eyes.

"Another weirdo?"

Others exclaimed when they heard this.

"Weird?"

"Yan Lao San has become a weird creature?"

"I just had a drink with him! Is he okay?"

The crowd exploded in panic.

Priest Wang dragged the struggling Yan Laosan and pulled him in front of him.

Yan Laosan was still talking about something, and Priest Wang showed a curious look and put his ear close to him.

"What did you say?"

“Woo woo…ah ah…” Yan Laosan said vaguely.

Priest Wang frowned and waved his hand to extinguish the holy flame on the chain.

Yan Laosan panted heavily and finally uttered a sentence with difficulty:

"The mountain...the mountain is coming!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound that had been covered up for some reason finally rang out between heaven and earth!

Rumble, rumble!

That was the chain reaction of the forest collapsing!
Immediately afterwards, a white wave, accompanied by a roar like a landslide and tsunami, swept towards the town!