Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 33: Tiger and Sheep Alliance
The night is dark,

There is hazy fog at the foot of Daling Mountain.

In front of the altar,
The villagers knelt in silence, and from time to time someone would look up at the stage, then quickly lower his head again.

His eyes were scattered and his guilty conscience was evident on the surface.

The old man was kneeling on one knee, holding a crutch in his hand. His wrinkled face was as stiff as if it was coated with wax.

He looked as calm as dead water, but his right hand hidden in his sleeve was clenched until it turned white.

call--

A chilly wind blew up from nowhere.

The fog at the foot of the mountain rolled like waves and invaded the altar.

All the villagers were shocked and their hearts were gripped with fear.

Lao Li was thrashing the ground with his head, shouting:

"Welcome the Mountain God!"

The villagers behind him followed suit and echoed:
"Welcome to the Mountain God!"

"good@#@&……"

An ambiguous and deep echo buzzed in everyone's ears.

The fog gathered around until it submerged the entire altar.

In the blur, two rows of figures were vaguely visible, with marches lined up on the left and right.

The figure in the center, wearing a crown and a Confucian robe, appears even more ethereal and mysterious.

Everyone was silent, only daring to glance at the stage out of the corner of their eyes.

Everybody knows,
The ones standing on both sides are messengers, and the one in the middle is the mountain god.

Lao Lizheng's breathing began to speed up, not because he was shocked, but because he was worried about what might happen next.

He couldn't help but look at the corner of the stage, where there was a woman tied to a wooden stake.

The witchcraft is superb...

he thought to himself.

But now he was in a desperate situation and he could only play along.

……

Covered by the mist, the white-haired, one-legged old mandrill glanced at the villagers kneeling on the stage.

"Ah."

Like a slave owner examining his property status, he was very satisfied with the slaves' trembling in awe of him.

Looking back to more than a hundred years ago, it was just a monster that had just developed intelligence.

But as a ferocious beast, all the wolves, insects, tigers and leopards in the entire mountain were no match for him.

At that time, hunters who went up the mountain were its biggest threat.

Later, it unexpectedly found an opportunity in the mountains and learned some small magic spells to support itself.

As a result, its abilities greatly increased, and it killed and scared away several hunters, thus becoming famous.

At that time, the village had just been built at the foot of the mountain, and most of the residents were refugees from nearby areas.

What’s interesting is that as its reputation became more and more mysterious, these confused local residents began to call it the mountain god.

To seek its protection,

From then on, the villagers set up an altar at the foot of the mountain. During every festival, they would offer sacrifices of three animals and burn incense all the time.

It also takes advantage of its proximity to the water to secretly observe and learn about the living conditions of human society.

Gradually, he learned how to "perform" and felt at ease playing the role of the mountain god in the villagers' hearts.

With years of learning, its experience and knowledge increase day by day.

It discovered that as long as it maintained a bit of mystery about itself, it could scare most mortals into kneeling down and kowtow to it, praising the greatness of a god.

There were a few people who could not be scared, but after using its magical powers to intimidate them, they would submit.

This is like panning for gold with a sieve.

After sifting a basket of sand, there will inevitably be a small amount left.

This small group of people are truly strong-willed and wise.

However, it doesn't even need to be used to deal with these people.
Either isolate, exclude, or expel...

The obedient villagers helped to resolve the issue.

After all the "outliers" have been eliminated,
Gradually, it established absolute authority in the minds of the people in this mountain village.

Since they have tasted the sweetness from it, it is natural that they want to gain greater benefits for themselves.

There are only two ways for animals to cultivate. One is to eat wind and drink dew, worship the stars, and inhale and exhale the essence of the sun and the moon, but progress is extremely slow.

The second is cannibalism. By devouring the flesh and blood of all living things, one can increase his Taoism, and the effect is immediate.

It chose the latter.

Naturally, they understood the harm of exhausting all the fish, but also knew that they should not go too far, so they established the rule of holding a sacrifice every three years.

He was also afraid of attracting an expert, who might put his life in danger.

About five or six years ago, an old monk came to the village. He could fly and hide in the ground, and had extraordinary magical powers!
It was so frightened that it hid in its old nest in the mountains, trembling with fear and not daring to show its head.

Fortunately, the villagers protected it and eventually drove the monk away.

Hey, what a lovely bunch of people!

Many years ago, when it was young, it saw a strange thing in the mountains.

At that time there were many ferocious beasts in the mountains, including a ferocious tiger who raised dozens of goats.

The flock of sheep follows each other day after day, never leaving their steps.

Every month, the tiger would kill a sheep and eat it, and the sheep would have no complaints.

The sheep give birth to more than twenty lambs a year, and the tiger eats more than ten old, weak and disabled sheep. As a result, the total number of sheep in the flock not only does not decrease, but increases.

So starting from the second year, the tiger changed its policy to eating a sheep every half a month.

And choose those who are in the prime of life to eat.

The sheep still...

In the third year, they changed the rule to eating one sheep every ten days.

And choose the young ones to eat.

In the end, the entire flock of sheep was eaten by this tiger.

In the eyes of the tiger, these sheep are undoubtedly cute.

In its eyes, the villagers in the mountain village seem even more lovely.

As for the sheep, due to the harsh external environment, they have to rely on the tiger.

In this way, although some members were sacrificed, it was reasonable that the entire ethnic group could still continue smoothly.

But why are these villagers like this?
There is one thing that is still unclear: humans claim to be the most intelligent creatures in the world, smart and clever, and good at using all kinds of strategies.

But, what they do is no different from animals?
……

The contented mountain god did not notice the clay statue that was pieced together after being broken into pieces.

It simply cast its two green-gleaming eyes towards the "sacrifice" on the stage.

She was a beautiful woman with fair skin, pink lips and beautiful arms.

The "Mountain God" looked at it carefully, and unknowingly, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

After studying humans for many years, its aesthetic preferences have gradually become closer to those of humans.

It jumped forward on one leg, staring straight at Lu with its pair of green eyes.

It knew that Lu's husband was one of that "small group" of people.

Of course, dead.

And this woman is about to become its possession.

When Lu saw its appearance, she did not panic. Instead, she lowered her eyes shyly and bit her lip.

Upon seeing this, the "Mountain God" couldn't help but become aroused.

How pleasant it would be to play with such a beautiful woman and then eat her?
It knew very well that this woman had a daughter, who also had delicate skin.

After a few years when he grows up, I will do the same and offer him as a sacrifice... Thinking of this, I became burning with desire.

It stretched out its hand and pulled, and the rope tied to Lu broke.

It picked up Lu by the waist and was eager to return to the cave to whip him.

Lu was very docile. She snuggled obediently in its arms, clutching its scholar's shirt with her hands.

However, it happened to see that Lu was holding a pair of scissors in his right hand, against his chest.

It chuckled, not caring at all.

With its iron body, a pair of scissors held by a weak woman is like scratching an itch for it.

Even if she stabbed him, she couldn't hurt him at all.

It just thought it was an impolite act caused by Lu's inner fear, and regarded it as a kind of sentiment.

However, unexpectedly,

The scissors went straight in.

(End of this chapter)