Chapter 4 The Mountain God Descends to Earth
Turning into a wisp of green smoke, Li Yuan rushed down the hilltop with a whoosh.
The small village at the foot of Anshan is very poor, with only about ten households in total.
They rely on the thin rain sent from heaven to survive in this dry and desolate land with difficulty.
Li Yuan stood at the entrance of the village, his illusory body completely transparent.
His merits and virtues are almost zero, and mortals cannot see them at all.
"I remember there was a mountain temple at the foot of the mountain?"
Li Yuan looked at the villagers who were listlessly doing chores in the village, then turned around and floated back to the foot of the mountain.
He had to first establish the mortals' concept of the mountain god's existence before he could proceed with the next plan.
Arriving at the mountain temple, Li Yuan was speechless again.
This so-called mountain temple is just a dilapidated mud house built at the foot of the mountain.
The house was old and covered with cobwebs. It was obvious that no one had come here to worship the mountain god for a long time.
That’s right, the mountain god has never ensured good weather for the whole area, and the mortals here have suffered so much that they have long since stopped believing in him.
Li Yuanpiao entered the dilapidated temple, politely asked the large family of spiders and reptiles to leave, and asked them to 'destroy their own homes'.
The insect family was naturally not happy, but unfortunately, a higher-ranking official could crush a person, and under the pressure of Li Yuan's power, they had no choice but to submit.
In the dilapidated temple there stood a ten-foot-tall clay statue of a mountain god; its features could not be seen clearly, and there were no clothes painted on it.
Obviously, the mortals here no longer believe in the existence of gods.
After using up some of his spiritual energy to clear the dust, Li Yuan looked at the blurry clay statue of the mountain god in the dilapidated temple and sighed.
He just moved his mind and possessed the clay statue.
What follows is a long and boring wait.
For more than ten days, no one came to this dilapidated mountain temple.
Even the woodcutters who went up the mountain to chop wood never stopped here for a moment.
Li Yuan had no choice but to wait silently.
While waiting, he condensed water vapor every day, day after day, and finally produced half a bowl of water.
Afraid that half a bowl of water would evaporate, Li Yuan even stuffed the bowl into his body and nourished it with spiritual energy.
Fortunately, after another half a month, a figure finally passed by this dilapidated mountain temple and stopped.
They are a few playful little kids.
He was wearing an old, cut-and-sew linen shirt, was dirty, had cracked lips and a sallow complexion.
When I was about seven or eight years old, I loved running around the mountains.
The drowsy Li Yuan suddenly shook his body: It’s time to live!
He quickly used the spiritual energy he had absorbed today, adding a hint of dampness to the mountain temple.
The little babies were born in an extremely dry and desolate area, and with their pure hearts, they are particularly sensitive to this hint of moisture.
"Brother Hu, there seems to be water over there."
A little girl about five years old tugged at her brother's sleeve.
Hu Wa wiped his nose and said, "Niuniu, don't talk nonsense. The mountains are full of dry rocks. Where can there be water?"
The little girl, who was called Niumei, got anxious and said, "Brother Hu, I'm not talking nonsense!"
Seeing that Niumei's eyes were red and she was about to cry, Hu Wa quickly shouted:
"Sister, don't cry! If you cry too much, your tears will need water. Our mother only has a mouthful of water left, and she has to swallow dry biscuits at night!"
Niu Mei was well-behaved and really tried not to cry: "But Brother Hu, I didn't say anything nonsense!"
"There is a smell of water there!" She pointed to the dilapidated mountain temple.
Hu Wa had no choice but to take his friends to the mountain temple.
"Niuniu, I'll go check it out. As long as you don't cry, I'll do whatever you want!"
A few dirty kids walked into the mountain temple.
After entering the temple, a kid scratched his head and said, "I remember there were a lot of spider webs here before..."
Niumei's eyes moved left and right, looking everywhere.
As soon as Hu Wa came in, he hid in a corner and came out after a while with a frustrated look on his face.
"I put a big bowl with a mouse cover here, who took it away from me?"
Li Yuan, hiding in the clay sculpture of the mountain god, was ashamed.
Niumei had never been here before, but she seemed very interested in the mountain temple. She pointed at the clay sculpture of the mountain god and said, "Brother Hu, who is this?"
Li Yuan immediately straightened up inside the clay sculpture.
I, the mountain god, am the master of this place!
Hu Wa glanced at it and said indifferently: "It's just a big clay figurine from a remote mountain area."
Li Yuan immediately lost his temper and glanced at Tiger Boy through the clay sculpture, thinking:
You kid, just one sentence has broken my faith!
Niu Mei refused: "My mother told me about this. What is this? It's some kind of fairy..."
A bored kid at the side interrupted: "Mountain God, the clay figurine in the temple is the mountain god."
Tiger Boy was the oldest among the boys, and he sneered, "What mountain god? If there really was a mountain god, why wouldn't it rain at all?"
"I heard that outside the desert, there are trees and water everywhere!"
"Here, it's all sand, rocks, and dry dead trees!"
"Mountain gods and the like are useless!"
Li Yuan felt as if his face was burning. He thought back to the years when he had been "sitting and daydreaming" and felt extremely guilty.
Friend, are you going to kill me?
Li Yuan really wanted to say that.
Hiding in the clay sculpture, he showed a wry smile and hated his own bad behavior.
He was leisurely playing badly, but the mortals down the mountain were suffering!
Seeing that some kids were about to refute him, Tiger Boy quickly said, "It's not that I don't respect the immortal master, but even my great-grandfather has never seen him!"
"If the mountain god really exists, please let me drink clear water without any sand!"
Li Mo was still feeling guilty and blaming himself when suddenly his body shook.
Wow, the keywords are triggered!
He quickly and quietly moved the half bowl of water that he had treasured for a long time to the stone platform in front of the clay sculpture of the mountain god.
The bowl is very deep, and half a bowl of water is enough for several kids to take turns taking a big gulp.
Maybe it's enough to cook a meal.
A few kids were still arguing about whether gods existed or not. Suddenly, Niu Mei seemed to sense something and looked towards the stone platform.
"Brother Hu, the mountain god has brought water."
Niumei opened her big eyes and there was an innocent smile on her young face.
The kids looked back and were immediately shocked.
They had never seen that half bowl of clear water without any sand or dust in their lives.
"water!"
I don't know who shouted, and several kids started dancing.
"Mountain God! The Mountain God has appeared!"
Children's hearts are the purest and they are most easily excited about anything.
The kids surrounded the big bowl as if they had seen a priceless treasure.
They all widened their eyes, stretched out their dirty hands, and then retracted them, afraid of dirtying such clean water.
This half bowl of water is crystal clear, and a ray of sunlight shines through from outside the temple, illuminating the bottom of the bowl.
A kid shouted, "Brother Hu, I have never seen such clean water in my life!"
"Do we also have the mountain god's blessing?" The half-grown boy's eyes turned red.
Hu Wa was very shocked. He looked at the clay sculpture of the mountain god, then looked at the large bowl of water in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Li Yuan looked at their chapped lips and hoped that these little kids would quickly drink the half bowl of water and then bring the news back to the village.
However, Hu Wa did something that shocked him.
Tiger Boy, who had never believed in gods, knelt down heavily.
"Master Mountain God!"
"I, Zhang Xiaohu, want to take this bowl of clean water back to my mother in the village!"
"Please have mercy, Lord Mountain God, and don't take the water back! Xiaohu kowtows to you!"
There was a gleam in Hu Wa's eyes and he kowtowed three times solemnly.
The other kids swallowed their saliva. They really wanted to drink a sip of such clean water!
Without sand and mud, it must be sweet, right?
However, thinking of the elders in the village, they all showed a determined look.
The kids knelt down together.
"Lord Mountain God, please let us take this half bowl of clean water!"
"We kowtow to you!"
Several little kids kowtowed heavily to the clay sculpture of the mountain god with serious looks on their faces.
The other party kowtowed very hard, as if he was afraid that the mountain god couldn't hear him.
Li Yuan's nose felt sour and his heart stopped for a moment, with mixed feelings.
My little ones, you are not knocking on the ground, you are knocking on my heart!
Li Yuan tried his best to condense extremely weak spiritual energy.
The spiritual energy turned into a white smoke, surrounding the big bowl and lingering for a long time.
This will ensure that the water will not be dried up by the scorching sun on their way back.
The dolls looked at the almost imperceptible white smoke and their hearts felt as if they were being beaten.
"The mountain god has appeared again!"
"Let's go back and give this bowl of clean water to our parents to drink!"
The kids were full of energy, but at this moment they were like pilgrims, holding the half bowl of water devoutly and carefully.
They walked slowly, as if what they held in their hands was not water but a miracle.
At the entrance of the village, several kids came back carrying a bowl of water.
"Grandpa, Dad, Mom! Uncle and Aunt!"
"The mountain god has appeared!"
"The mountain god has come down to earth and created some water for us!"