Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Chapter 3: Erlang's Enlightenment

Jiang Yue propped up the gate of his yard with wooden stakes, picked up a flint to make a fire and cook rice, which he ate with the pickled meat he found in the kitchen.

This is the first meal since arriving in this chaotic world.

There was no seasoning, only a very small amount of salt.

But even so, the pickled meat is still very appetizing, and the cooked rice porridge is full of rice aroma.

"No wonder it's a world with explosive military power."

"Ordinary food tastes so good, probably because of the existence of something like 'spiritual energy'."

Jiang Yue felt emotional.

A pound of rice porridge and five pieces of pickled meat filled Jiang Yue's stomach. He felt waves of heat flowing from his abdomen to his limbs and bones. It felt magical.

After dinner, Jiang Yue looked around his home.

The villa is not big, with only two rooms. There is a wooden table in the main room, on which are placed a hatchet, a small dagger, and several ceramic bowls. Jiang Yue's clothes are hung on the wall next to it. There is a wooden bed in the corner, and a quilt that is so dirty that it cannot be covered is piled at the end of the bed.

The side room was used as a kitchen, with a water tank and a rice tank next to the stove.

Jiang Yue took out two stone bows from the cellar under the rice jar, removed the white cloth on them, and examined them carefully.

The bow is dark brown in color and shiny, and you can tell at first glance that it is no ordinary thing. The end of the bow arm is engraved with a few small words "Qi Men Xu Chong" and "Er Shi Gong". The bowstring has signs of being replaced, and seems to be made of animal tendons, making it extremely tough.

Jiang Yue fell in love with the precious bow at first sight and couldn't let it go. He played with it back and forth while lying on the bed.

Finally, he carefully wrapped the bow with a white cloth strip stained with black blood to cover the bow body. This way, it looked no different from an ordinary hunting bow. If you didn't try it yourself, no one would be able to tell that it was a two-stone bow.

The sun was setting and there was no oil lamp in the house. Soon Jiang Yue fell into a deep sleep holding the precious bow.
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At the hour of Mao the next day, as the sun rose and roosters crowed, Jiang Yue woke up from his sleep.

Jiang Yue had memories of his previous life and knew that the time to gather in the mountains to hunt was just after dawn.

He quickly got up, ran to the cellar to get ten wooden arrows, picked up the quiver and a small knife from the table, put them into his belt, and went to Wandouao according to his memory.

The so-called Wandouao is a flat area in the mountains where many peas grow, hence the name. It is the place where the Jiang family gathered before entering the mountains. The Zhao and Wang families have different gathering places.

When Jiang Yue arrived at Wandouao, the members of the Jiang clan hunting team had almost arrived.

An old man, who is Jiang Yue’s third grandfather, a half-grown child, who is Jiang Yue’s fourth brother, and a yellow dog, who are led by the third grandfather Jiang Cong.

Including Jiang Yue, there were three people and one dog going into the mountains this time, which was quite shabby.

The three surnames Zhou, Wang and Zhao from Funiu Village always go into the mountains with more than a dozen people. They have a fixed mountain route and they always have a fixed harvest every time they go into the mountains. In comparison, Jiang Yue and his three men and one dog are very shabby.

And
Jiang Cong is already old. If he didn't want to teach his skills to Jiang Yue and the others, he would not have gone into the mountains.

"Why didn't you bring your water bag?"

Third grandfather Jiang Cong was tall and thin. He looked Jiang Yue up and down, then threw a hide bag filled with water to Jiang Yue.

"forget."

Jiang Yue felt a little embarrassed.

"fine."

Jiang Cong waved his hand, stroked his beard, and said, "Everyone is here. Let's worship the mountain god and then go into the mountain."

"it is good."

Jiang Yue and Silang answered in unison and stood obediently behind Jiang Cong.

Silang is a half-grown boy, just as tall as Jiang Yue's shoulders, and also very thin. He is Jiang Cong's grandson, but is almost as miserable as Jiang Yue. His father's legs are broken and he has been in a coma for a long time. He only started to wake up every now and then this month, but he is still unconscious.

It was for this reason that his mother remarried early and he was raised by his grandfather Jiang Cong.

Si Lang winked at Jiang Yue and couldn't help grinning, and Jiang Yue smiled back.

"God of the Mountain is above."

"God of the mountain, please bless our Jiang clan members to gain something from the mountain, bless our Jiang clan members to return safely from the mountain, and bless our Jiang clan members to avoid poison, monsters, and villains."

Jiang Cong bowed three times towards the distant mountains with his skinny figure, then cut the neck of a pheasant and spilled the chicken blood mixed with half a bag of sake on the ground.

No one knows whether there is a mountain god or not, and no one has ever seen one.

But every time before entering the mountain, we have to offer sacrifices to the mountain god, which can be regarded as a kind of psychological comfort.

After a rough sacrifice, Jiang Cong waved his hand and led the hunting team out of Wandouao and into the forest ahead. After going around for a while, the surrounding trees gradually increased and the mist gradually lingered.

Jiang Yue felt as if he had entered another world, and there was a breeze under his feet when he walked.

Holding back the treasure and leading the sheep!

This is exactly the magical use of the treasure-stealing sheep-leading power!

Can easily walk on dangerous mountain roads!

"Erlang, Silang, you must remember the route well. You must remember the route well."

Jiang Cong led the way while giving instructions to Jiang Yue and others.

"Grandpa, do I have to remember the route clearly?"

Jiang Silang was a young man with a lively temperament. He asked curiously, "Can't we miss even one step?"

"It's best not to make any mistakes. If you go astray, you might step on a spider web or something, attracting poisonous spiders, or your scent might be blown into the nose of a beast by the wind due to a tiny error." Jiang Cong warned Jiang Yue and the others with a serious expression: "This road was gradually discovered by four generations of our Jiang family. It leads to a hunting ground called Kuoyeyuan, where hunting is safer."

"so."

Jiang Silang was frightened by these words and followed Jiang Cong carefully, not daring to take a wrong step.

"Hahahaha, there's no need to be so careful."

Jiang Cong laughed loudly upon seeing this: "It's fine as long as it's not too far off the track. This route has neither poisonous insects nor weeds, nor ferocious beasts and monsters. The mountain road is also easy to walk on. If you follow it for half a day, you can reach the broadleaf plain, where there are a lot of prey."

"What can we hunt if we encounter something on the road?"

Jiang Silang asked curiously.

Just on this journey, he had already seen several pheasants, hares and the like, and he couldn't help but want to catch them.

"No."

Jiang Cong warned sternly: "You can't hunt anything on the road. Even if you can shoot it, you can't pick it up. If you leave this route for a few dozen meters, the death rate will increase sharply. Maybe a flying mosquito can kill you. Do you understand?"

"Then can we let the big yellow dog pick it up after we ejaculate?"

Shiro asked.

"No."

Jiang Cong shook his head and asked in a test, "Erlang, tell me why."

This question was very simple for Jiang Yue, who had spent three years honing his archery skills.

"The smell of blood will drift far and wide in the mountains, and it will attract wild animals, which is not worth the loss."

Jiang Yue said in a deep voice.

"Haha, Erlang is right. Silang, learn more from your second brother."

Jiang Cong laughed.

Shiro showed a look of admiration.

There are five people in this generation of the Jiang family. The eldest, the third and the fifth are all dead. Jiang Yue is his eldest brother. The concept that the eldest brother is like a father is deeply rooted in this society. Silang's feelings for Jiang Yue are actually very complicated.
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The journey was easy in the beginning because we had already walked out of the way, but we had to keep clearing the way with the hatchet. If it weren't for the special marks, my grandfather might not have been able to remember the way.

But Jiang Yue remembered it after walking it once.

This forest is like his home.

This is also the magical part of the treasure-leading sheep ability.

"Remember this mark."

Old man Jiang Cong pointed to the dark purple cross marks on several ancient trees and said, "These are carved with the venom of white flower snakes. They will not disappear for decades. At the intersection of these marks, open up a route to the east. Keep going until you see a river. Follow the direction of the river until you see a waterfall. Climb the waterfall and you will reach the Broadleaf Plain."

"Grandpa, do the three families of Zhou, Wang, Zhao and others also have such hunting grounds?" Silang asked curiously.

"yes"

Jiang Cong waved a hatchet to clear the way. "Our Kuoye was originally a small place with only pheasants, deer, rabbits and the like. Those three families have been exploring in Funiushan for more than ten generations, from the heyday of the Great Zhou to the present day. Each family controls a hunting ground rich in resources. These are all explored by our ancestors with their lives, and we will never tell anyone even if we die. When I am old, you must make sure that no one is following you when you enter the mountains, and don't explore the hunting routes of the Zhou, Wang, and Zhao families. Only by hunting your own game can you survive."

"I know, Grandpa."

The three continued on their way, and a quarter of an hour later they came across a stream, and the surrounding land became slippery.

Old man Jiang Cong walked briskly on the slippery ground, obviously with special skills, while Silang walked carefully, afraid of falling.

The old man walked a little faster, and only stopped and looked back after walking forty or fifty meters. He wanted to teach the younger generation the skills of traveling on slippery roads.

When he turned around, he saw Jiang Yue following him, and Silang was fifty steps away.

"Eh? Jiro, you caught up?"

Jiang Cong's eyes were full of surprise.

"Yes."

Jiang Yue nodded.

Treasure hunters and shepherds have to walk through countless dangerous places to find rare treasures. If they don’t have a pair of good legs and feet, how can they walk through the poisonous mountains? !
Jiang Yue walked on the slippery mud as if it were flat ground, as if it was instinct, and he even had the urge to walk on the steep terrain.

"Okay, okay, it seems like Erlang has finally gotten the idea."

Jiang Cong smiled with wrinkles on his face: "I was worried that no one in your generation could take on the responsibility. Now Erlang has come to his senses. In ten or eight years, he will be able to take on the responsibility."

"That's what the scholars call it, 'Knowing shame leads to courage', right, right, knowing shame leads to courage!"

"Hahaha."

Jiang Cong patted Jiang Yue's shoulder with satisfaction.

Shi Lang also caught up and said quietly, "Second brother, why are you walking so fast? You are obviously taller than me, so you should be more likely to fall!"

"Can't tell."

Jiang Yue shook his head.

To him, the way of walking is like an instinct, not a skill. It can only be understood but not explained in words.

(End of this chapter)