Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Chapter 104: Sacrifice to the Mountain God
"Let's do everything as before."

Jiang Yue had no intention of interfering in these matters.

"My lord is wise."

The four yamen runners breathed a sigh of relief, as they were afraid that Jiang Yue would adjust the area they were responsible for. Fortunately, Jiang Yue did not intend to interfere.

Jiang Yue ordered: "The four of you will patrol your respective areas during the day, and find a replacement to patrol your respective areas at night. Once there is a situation, send a signal immediately. There should be a signal for communication between you."

"Yes, Sixth Master."

The new yamen runner hurriedly said: "Our official seal can communicate with the adults and transmit messages at any time."

"That's great. Go ahead and don't be lazy or neglect your duties."

Jiang Yue said in a deep voice: "I will wander around the town. If I find that you are derelict in your duties or lazy, I will punish you."

"I don't dare to be humble!"

The four of them said in unison.

"Go."

Jiang Yue waved his hand, and the four yamen runners said goodbye and hurried off to patrol.

They still took Jiang Yue's words to heart.

Because Jiang Yue is not a veteran in officialdom, but a young man full of vigor and vitality, and he came from a small mountain village. If he was really caught by Jiang Yue, he would probably be embarrassed.

After the bailiffs left, Jiang Yue looked at Silang.

"Six, no, second brother!"

Silang was still immersed in Jiang Yue's "majesty" and almost blurted out "Sixth Master", so he quickly changed his words.

"What are you thinking! I will always be your second brother!"

Jiang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He patted Silang Jiang Hao on the shoulder and said, "I'm going to tell you about cultivation. Please listen carefully."

"it is good!"

Shiro sat down obediently, put his hands on his knees, and sat very straight.

"The so-called cultivation, the path of a warrior, requires breaking through the five barriers first, namely the skin, flesh, tendons, bones and blood. The principle is that there is no establishment without destruction, and only after destruction can establishment be established. There are three steps: limit, recovery and improvement. As for martial arts, it is divided into killing method, refining method and nurturing method."

Jiang Yue narrated slowly and soon explained to Silang the principles of the five levels of practice. He then took out a small animal skin bag and placed it in front of Silang.

"This is a snake fruit. It is very good for the skin. Take one and then go chop wood stakes. Slowly experience the feeling of exerting force throughout your body."

Looking at the snake fruit in the animal hide bag in front of him, Shiro's eyes widened.

"Second brother, isn't this the snake fruit sold by the Wang family?"

Shiro was surprised and suspicious.

"It is also."

Jiang Yue smiled and said, "My second brother found the ancestral road of the Wang family. It just so happened that there was no one in the Wang family, so I picked some snake fruits. Now these snake fruits are of no use to me, so I picked them for you to use."

"Wow, thank you, brother!"

Silang swallowed the snake fruit impatiently, and after a careful consideration, he said in surprise: "Brother, I feel a warm current rushing into my skin again."

"That's the effect of the medicine."

Jiang Yue explained: "While the medicinal power has not yet dissipated, you can take a wooden sword and chop the wooden stakes, or lift the stone lock on the ground and sprint back and forth. This will speed up the absorption of the medicinal power."

"it is good!"

This was Silang’s first time trying martial arts, and with curiosity in his heart, he couldn’t wait to start chopping with the wooden sword.

He was surprised to find that after chopping with all his strength for a while, he was out of breath and exhausted.

But after just a short rest, the heat helped him restore his strength. This mysterious experience made Shilang very obsessed.

In this way, Shilang practiced for the whole morning until the old one-armed man came back.

"Eh? Ji Lang, are you teaching your brother martial arts?"

The sleeves of the old one-armed man were empty. After opening the door with one hand, he looked at Shilang who was chopping at the wooden stake in surprise.

Jiang Yue bowed and said with a smile: "Senior, you are right, but my refining method was given by my master and cannot be passed on to others, so I can only use this crude method."

“This is too slow a progress.”

The old one-armed man sat down, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Silang, come here and let me touch you."

Silang was a little shy and glanced at Jiang Yue.

"Come on Shiro, this is your elder brother, don't worry."

Jiang Yue waved his hand, and upon hearing that, Silang Jiang Hao ran over obediently and stood in front of the old one-armed man.

The one-armed old man stretched out his hand and started to feel around Silang's body, which made Silang very uncomfortable and even a little painful. He felt that the one-armed old man's calloused hand was as strong as an iron clamp, but he still held back and didn't run away.

After touching for a while, the old one-armed man retracted his arm and said with a smile: "Erlang, your brother is very talented. How about this? I, the old one-armed man, have never married or had children in my life, and I have no successor. How about I accept Silang as my disciple?"

Hearing this, Shiro was stunned.

Jiang Yue patted Silang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Silang, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and call Master!"

Shi Lang reacted and said quickly, "Master!"

"Hahaha, good!"

The old one-armed man laughed heartily, stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Erlang, I didn't accept you as my disciple just because of you. Your brother's bones are very rare, and he is a rare martial arts genius. I, the old one-armed man, am also eager to see talents."

"So good, so good."

Jiang Yue smiled with relief.

Silang is the biological son of Fourth Uncle. Fourth Uncle was a mysterious person before, but he is quite powerful, so it is natural that Silang is talented.

Jiang Yue can trust the one-armed old man, who is quite strong and has amazing medical skills. Jiang Yue is relieved that he can accept Silang as his apprentice.

Silang finally had a good place to go, which made Jiang Yue feel much more relaxed.

"The old man is old and doesn't like the pomp and circumstance anymore."

The old one-armed man waved his hand and smiled: "Silang, let's not have a grand apprenticeship ceremony. After the New Year, I will call the Luo family, a few old friends, and your second brother's disciples to get together and save face. That's it. Now I am officially your master."

"Master!"

Shiro didn't know how to salute and tried to kneel down awkwardly.

The old one-armed man quickly held Si Lang back and said with a smile, "Don't do that. A man's knees are made of gold. He should kneel before heaven, earth and his parents. When I, an old man, can't walk anymore in a few decades, you should just be filial to me."

"Okay, I will honor my master just like I honor my grandfather."

Shiro said crisply.

"Hahaha, good boy, good boy."

The old one-armed man was smiling happily.

Jiang Yue saw that the master and the apprentice still needed to get familiar with each other, so he said, "Silang, you can learn martial arts from your master here. Second brother will go to the town to inspect."

"no problem."

The old one-armed man took over the conversation and said with a smile: "Erlang, don't worry. Your brother will have no problem staying with me. After the New Year, it will be no problem for him to go to the county with me to practice martial arts."

"Thank you for your help, senior." Jiang Yue bowed, picked up the three-pointed, double-edged sword and put it behind his back. He strode out of the villa and walked through Qingyang Town.

Because he was only a temporary patrol officer, Jiang Yue had no official uniform, only a token. However, he was wearing a bearskin cloak, a white jade dust belt around his waist, and a wooden ring on his head, which made him look like an extraordinary person.

In addition, Jiang Yue's reputation had long spread beyond Qingyang Town, and many people on the street looked at him with awe in their eyes.

Jiang Yue walked around Qingyang Town several times and met four patrolling yamen runners on the way. Seeing that they were patrolling seriously, he was very satisfied.

"The New Year atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger."

Jiang Yue felt emotional and finally stopped in front of a stage.

There was only one opera troupe in Qingyang Town, called the Yu Family Troupe. There were quite a few people and they set up quite a few stages. Before the end of the year, the troupe on this stage was already performing.

This is them practicing, but there is a big bowl on the stage, and if anyone enjoys listening to it, they can also get some tips.

However, there was little money in the bowl, and the people in Qingyang Town were not rich either, so many of them were just trying to get through the New Year.

Jiang Yue pulled out a stool under the stage, sat there quietly, and began to listen to the opera.

He mainly listened to operas. These operas were performed every year and were no longer interesting to the common people, but Jiang Yue had never listened to them before. Moreover, most of the operas were adapted from true stories, which greatly helped him understand the Great Zhou.

Jiang Yue was so engrossed in what he heard that he listened for an entire hour until a prompt appeared on the panel, and then he suddenly woke up.

【Time + 2 years】

【Time: 32 years】

It took me thirty years to get the Earth-turning Dragon, and now after listening to some opera, I have got another two years.

Jiang Yue increasingly felt that the fate of the God of Drama was overused in the early stages. Just by listening to operas, he could earn enough time to use when his strength was low, without having to go into the mountains and risk his life.

Unfortunately, he didn't understand at the time, and he went into the mountains every day, being chased all over the mountains by monkeys.

After listening to the opera, Jiang Yue saw that the sun was about to set, so he returned to Luo’s Inn.

The old one-armed man was hiding on a bench smoking a pipe, while Silang Jiang Hao was standing there in a strange posture, trembling all over.

Even in the cold winter, Silang's forehead was still covered with sweat.

"Erlang is back. Did you find anything today?"

The old one-armed man stood up.

"No, the ghosts seem to have disappeared."

Jiang Yue shook his head: "We found the one who killed Sun Yat-sen in the mountains, but there was more than one of them. We don't know where the rest are. The mountains are too big and it's hard to find them."

"Well, that's true."

The old one-armed man nodded, changed the subject, and said with a smile: "But Erlang, you are really good to your brother. There are more than 20 snake fruits, all of which are given to your brother."

"Oh, my own brother, how can I treat him badly?"

Jiang Yue smiled and said, "Senior, I will take Silang home first and tell Grandpa about the situation. I have to keep an eye on the night patrol to prevent the evil spirits from killing people at night."

"Well, you can just come to this yard."

The old one-armed man waved his hand.

Afterwards, Jiang Yue took Silang all the way home and soon returned to his grandfather's house.

Pushing open the door, Jiang Yue found that his grandfather had already prepared the meal and was waiting for Jiang Yue and Silang to come back.

Seeing the smile on Silang's face, Grandpa Jiang Cong also became happy.

"Shiro, are you tired today?"

Grandpa served the rice porridge and stewed meat, and put food for the hawks and dogs, then sat down and looked at Silang.

"Not tired!"

Si Lang glanced at Jiang Yue, as if asking if he should tell his grandfather. After Jiang Yue nodded, Si Lang said happily: "Grandpa, I have a master today!"

"Hmm? You have a master?"

Old man Jiang Cong let out a light exclamation.

"Yes! It's the old man with one arm whom we met at the hunting ground."

Silang said excitedly: "Master touched my bones and said that I have a talent for martial arts, so he accepted me as his apprentice! Master also said that he is a martial artist!"

Hearing this, Jiang Cong widened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yue in disbelief.

"What Shiro said is true."

Jiang Yue put down the rice porridge and said with a smile: "Grandpa, that man is an elder of the Luo family in Qing County, known as the Seventh Master of the Luo family. He is a good person, with amazing medical skills and strong strength. He has never married. It is no problem for him to inherit Silang's legacy."

When Grandpa heard Jiang Yue say that there was no problem, he felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

"Well, that's good!"

Grandpa Jiang Cong laughed and said, "Now that you and Silang are settled, Grandpa has no other wishes in this life. If I force someone to marry, it will be to have a grandson. Silang is still young, and Erlang, you will be seventeen after the Chinese New Year, so it's time for you to get married."

Hearing this, Jiang Yue felt a little overwhelmed, and quickly changed the subject, talking about moving to Qing County later, and only then did he get the matter over with.

The feeling of improving one's own strength is very charming, so Jiang Yue does not want to get married and have children.

The more fetters you have around you, the more tiring the process of moving forward will be.

In addition to martial arts, he also has to practice Shintoism as required by his fourth uncle. After he finishes learning calligraphy, he will have to put the practice of "Mountain and River Treasure Mirror" on the agenda. He is so busy that he can't handle it all, let alone get married and have children.

After dinner, Jiang Yue asked Xiaotian to stay at home and took Xuntian out.

While Xuntian went to patrol the mountains, he returned to the small courtyard of Luo's Inn, waiting for the yamen runners to bring people to take over the night patrol.

Afterwards, he contacted Yue Jiuhua and three others who were patrolling in the mountains through the token, and learned that they did not find anything unusual either.
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For several days, Qingyang Town was quite peaceful, and the festive atmosphere was very strong.

The fear brought by the murders by the evil spirits has dissipated, and people seem to have forgotten the Lin family tragedy.

Jiang Yue worked for three days and conducted frequent inspections, but he was not too tired, just a little mentally exhausted.

The evil ghosts were slow to come out, as if they were planning something. Jiang Yue always felt that beneath the calm surface of Qingyang Town there were turbulent undercurrents.

Today is the day of the mountain god festival.

After Jiang Yue finished his night patrol, he took a short rest at Luo's Inn. He did not wake up until three village elders found him there. He then followed them to prepare for the mountain god sacrifice.

The location of the mountain god sacrifice is in front of a mountain god temple at the easternmost end of Qingyang Town, close to Funiu Mountain.

The mountain god temple is located on the hillside. A high platform is built in front of the temple, and the chief priest presides over the sacrificial ceremony from the platform.

Below was a flat and wide plain, where countless people had gathered. The Yu family troupe had also been invited to set up a stage at the foot of the hillside and were singing the play "The Mountain God Punishes the Ghost and the Fox Queen at Night".

Next to them were musicians invited by the elders of the clan and three live deer prepared in advance.

Jiang Yue worked hard for the whole morning. He changed into the black and red chief priest robe and tied a white jade dust belt. Then he slowly walked up to the platform.

When Jiang Yue walked out, looking heroic and dignified, the people below the stage were stunned, and then discussions flooded in like a tide.

Of course, most people were praising him. After all, Qingyang Town hadn't seen a warrior for a long time, so there was no problem for Jiang Yue to preside over the mountain god sacrifice.

"Everyone!"

The village elders said in a deep voice: "Today, we will offer sacrifices to the mountain god together, and pray to the mountain god to bless us to go into the mountains without danger next year, and to have a good harvest every time. This year's chief priest is the second son of the Jiang family from Funiu Village in Qingyang Town, Jiang Yue! As a warrior, he is quite chivalrous, with a handsome face and a dignified appearance, and is qualified to be the chief priest."

The village elders talked for a while, then looked at Jiang Yue and signaled with their eyes.

The Mountain God Festival officially begins!
(End of this chapter)