Transmigrating to another world, starting as a mountain god

The villagers were stunned when they saw the bowl of clear water.

"Could it really be a miracle?"

A gaunt old man, trembling, accepted the half-bowl of water, which seemed to be clean and free of any impurities.

The old man's eyes reddened as he gazed at the half-bowl of water as if it were a priceless treasure.

The wasteland is full of sand and dust, and even the rain that falls from the sky, when collected in a container, will be murky.

Those elderly people couldn't remember the last time they had seen such clean water!

The previously indifferent villagers were suddenly in an uproar, calling their families and running up the mountain together.

Water, it's water! And it's clean water!

Regardless of whether they are mountain gods or not, as long as they have such clean water to drink, they would be willing to risk their lives for them!

When they arrived at the dilapidated mountain god temple, Li Yuan was just emerging from the clay sculpture.

"Mountain God, Mountain God, please appear!"

Someone saw a phantom white smoke rising from the clay sculpture of the mountain god, and was so shocked that he immediately knelt down.

The others, unaware of what was happening, also knelt down.

Then......

There's no after that.

A group of people knelt outside the dilapidated mountain god temple.

The villagers knelt on the ground, filled with fear and trepidation, awaiting the appearance of the mountain god.

And their mountain god is trying his best to appear.

"Cough cough..."

Li Yuan coughed awkwardly a few times, but no one could hear him.

He walked directly up to the villagers.

"Please rise, everyone."

Li Yuan said loudly.

Villagers: Why hasn't the mountain god shown up yet?

Perhaps they are not sincere enough?

No!

So they knelt even more firmly.

Some of the particularly honest and simple villagers were already kowtowing repeatedly.

Li Yuan's eyes widened as he strode through the villagers.

And the villagers' perspective:

A wisp of white smoke swirled around them, sometimes passing through them and then back again.

"The Mountain God is testing us, everyone kneel down properly!"

"By pleasing the mountain god, we'll have water to drink every day from now on!"

No one knows which scoundrel shouted something, but the villagers endured the pain in their knees and remained kneeling without uttering a sound.

"My darn thing!"

"Understanding genius!"

Li Yuan cursed angrily and turned to leave.

A moment later, he arrived with Sanhui from the Anshan Animal Tree Planting Team.

Sanhui's eyes darted around, and he was terrified. No matter how Li Yuan tried to drive him away, he refused to get close to the crowd.

It curled up into a ball, hiding behind a rock, afraid that it would be instantly killed if it showed its face.

After Li Yuan's threats, Sanhui, trembling, ran to the villagers.

He directed Sanhui to scratch and draw on the ground, writing a large, crooked character.

Up.

Seeing a fat rat in front of them, many villagers were actually tempted.

In this remote place, the wild rats in the mountains are a rare delicacy!

You might not be able to catch one even in a year or two!

However, seeing the rat's somewhat strange behavior, they were afraid it was another test from the mountain god, and dared not move.

They only started whispering when they saw the words that Sanhui had dug out, words that were somewhat unbearable to look at.

"What's that? What is that fat mouse drawing?"

"I think it must be a talisman! I've heard my grandfather say that immortals and Taoist priests can draw talismans, so this must be a talisman!"

"No, no, this should be a character! But I just can't recognize what it is!"

Who among the impoverished people in these remote areas could read? They were immediately stumped.

We looked at each other, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

After a long while, the villagers kowtowed several times and shouted that they had offended the mountain god.

Then they brought out the most experienced old man in the village.

The old man, who was kneeling behind, was carried forward by the villagers.

This old man had left this desolate place before, but he suffered setbacks outside, which broke his spirit, so he had no choice but to return.

The old man walked unsteadily, carefully squatted down on the ground, looked around for a long time, and after pondering for a long time, he suddenly realized:

"Hey, the mountain god is calling us to get up!"

The villagers were taken aback and quickly stood up.

"There really is a mountain god?" Some people were slow to realize this, and it took them this long to react.

One of the men laughed and scolded him, "Nonsense, wouldn't it be the Mountain God who could raise such fat rats... no, such obedient rats!"

Seeing the somewhat bewildered villagers, Li Yuan then directed Sanhui to dig words into the ground.

Sanhui grumbled and complained, clearly unwilling, but he simply couldn't resist the oppressive aura emanating from Li Yuan.

This time, the villagers stared intently, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

They saw a wisp of white smoke, and the rats started moving again. What was the Mountain God trying to say?

Crowd, strength, seed, mountain, life.

It's crooked and twisted, like a scribble.

Three Greys was exhausted and felt that his life as a mouse had lost its meaning, so he lay on the ground and didn't move.

The most experienced old man in the village spent a long time trying to identify it.

He thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't come to a conclusion.

Li Yuan sighed, and the white smoke he transformed into drifted in one direction.

Sanhui was forced to dig out the character "来" again.

When the old man recognized it, the villagers were energized and quickly followed the white smoke.

Li Yuan floated onto a newly planted sapling. Before the villagers could think much of it, he floated onto a thicker tree trunk.

Then, the white smoke sank into the ground, and the villagers' minds were once again in turmoil.

White smoke billowed out again, circling around the villagers.

The clever villagers thought hard.

Finally, the most experienced old man's eyes lit up: "What the Mountain God means is that we should work together to plant trees so that Anshan can recover and we can live better!"

Li Yuan clapped enthusiastically from the side!

Great! An elder in the village is a treasure!

Affirmation from the Mountain God!

"But we don't have enough water to nourish the saplings, we don't even have enough to drink ourselves."

"Besides, good saplings are very expensive. All the dozens of copper coins in our village are only enough for about ten saplings!"

"It takes half a year to travel from another place! The inferior saplings are cheaper, but they won't survive without water!"

Suddenly, several sincere voices rang out.

The villagers discussed among themselves, their faces showing reluctance.

They know that to improve their living environment, they need to plant more trees, but the biggest problem is that they don't have enough water!

The kids can only be wiped with half a bucket of water every six months, while the adults basically just roll around in the sand and consider themselves clean!

In the whole village, if every household could scrape together a cartload of water, they were considered to have tightened their belts!

And this is a mountain range! Several peaks!

Leaving aside the water, the money for those saplings is also a problem. They are all poor people, where would they get the extra money to buy saplings?

I go to another city every six months, but there isn't enough water, so the plants I buy come back to die!

Seeing the villagers' complicated expressions, Li Yuan quickly pulled out three more ash.

Waiting, praying, for rain.

Mountain, play, money.

The old man studied and reasoned for a while.

Li Yuan was getting impatient. Were the three characters, put together, really that hard to understand?

"The mountain god told us to wait, he went to heaven to pray for rain for us!"

"Not only do we pray for rain, but the mountain god also helps us collect money!"

The old man said excitedly.

Li Yuan glared at the old man. What do you mean, "The Mountain God is going to ask for money"? Couldn't it be "collecting money"?

You could say the mountain god went and robbed people!

They don't understand the art of language at all!

The villagers were immediately in an uproar. Dozens of people danced and sang, and then knelt down and kowtowed.

"Mountain God, you must succeed!"

The villagers prayed loudly, their faces displaying a wide range of expressions.