Chapter 1 Mountain God

On the fifth day of March, it was the Waking of Insects, and it rained heavily.

Lu Heng lay on the eaves of the mountain temple, looking at the mountains and forests in the rain, took a deep breath, raised his head and let out a long howl.

Awoo——

The long wolf howl spread far in the mountains and forests, and the echoes continued.

Lu Heng sat in the rainstorm, letting the rain wet his fur, closed his eyes, and began to absorb the vitality of all things reviving in early spring.

This may be a peaceful and peaceful scene, but if someone saw it, that person would definitely be scared and scream and run away on the spot.

Because the person sitting cross-legged on the roof of the mountain temple in the rainstorm was not a human, but a silver white wolf.

Although this wolf looked majestic and extraordinary, it was still a ferocious beast, enough to scare mortals who saw this scene and turn around and run away, thinking they had encountered a monster.

This is what Lu Heng looks like now—a huge white wolf.

It has been three days since he came to this strange world. Lu Heng gradually accepted the memory of the white wolf.

In the vague and incomplete memory of the wolf demon, it was originally a spirit practicing in Hanyu Mountain. After accidentally saving the life of a mortal decades ago, the mortal built a temple for it and worshipped the statue.

With the incense offering, the white wolf became the mountain god of Hanyu Mountain, lying under the altar to practice.

But the practice of spirits and mountain demons is bumpy. Hanyu Mountain is not a famous mountain. The town at the foot of the mountain is even more remote and barren, and the incense in the mountain temple is not prosperous.

Even though the white wolf showed a fierce look several times and went down the mountain to force the mortals in the village to offer incense to it, the incense was still scarce, and the progress of practice was always slow.

In such a slow practice, the increasingly anxious white wolf finally went astray, attracted the thunder of the sky, and was struck to death.

However, after the white wolf was struck to death, Lu Heng traveled through time and resurrected with the body of the white wolf.

But during these three days, Lu Heng did not leave the vicinity of the mountain temple.

Because the white wolf's soul was scattered by the thunder, its body was also severely damaged.

During these three days, Lu Heng has been lying in the mountain temple, using the few incense and wishes in the temple to repair his body. Only today did he barely recover the ability to move.

It happened to be the Waking of Insects, when all things are born. In the memory of the white wolf, this day is a good time to practice.

According to the memory of the white wolf, Lu Heng sat cross-legged on the roof of the mountain temple to absorb the vitality of the sky.

Although he was a little depressed about traveling to another world and traveling to a monster. But this kind of thing is not something he can resist.

There is a saying that if you can't resist, then enjoy it.

At least this monster's body has various inconveniences, but there is one advantage, that is, it lives long enough.

The White Wolf has been practicing in the mountains for hundreds of years and has not died. It is a standard immortal species. For Lu Heng, who died of cancer in his early twenties, such a long life is a good thing that could not be imagined in the past.

If he practices well, sooner or later he will be able to transform into a human form, and even ascend to heaven in broad daylight...

With a vision of a better future in his heart, Lu Heng sat on the roof of the mountain temple to practice, completely ignoring the fact that such a high-profile behavior would attract attention.

Anyway, the mountain temple is remote and the White Wolf is notorious, so no one dared to approach it rashly in the past.

But gradually, Lu Heng heard a noisy and noisy sound approaching in the heavy rain, as if many people were walking towards the mountain temple.

He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.

Under the gloomy sky, the heavy rain washed everything in the dense forest.

As Lu Heng came out of the state of practice, his keen hearing allowed him to hear the voices of the mortals who were walking here more clearly.

There were many people.

The crying of girls, the complaints of men, and the sighs of the elderly... those noisy sounds broke the tranquility of the forest and made Lu Heng curious.

Why did these villagers go into the mountains in such a heavy rain? They were playing gongs and drums. Whose daughter was passing by here to get married?

Thinking of this, Lu Heng jumped off the roof of the temple and disappeared in the mountain temple, so as not to scare the mortals with his fierce appearance.

Not long after Lu Heng disappeared, the mortals finally approached the range of the mountain temple.

But after approaching the mountain temple, the sound of gongs and drums stopped.

At the front of the team was the elderly village chief, followed by a group of villagers wearing red and colorful decorations, looking quite festive.

In the middle of the team, four sedan bearers, also wearing red and colorful decorations, carried a small sedan woven with rattan wood, and a young girl sat on the sedan. The girl was very small, about ten years old, and now she was wearing a weird red wedding dress, curled up in a rattan sedan chair, her eyes full of fear.

There was a cloth tied around her mouth, so she couldn't even cry, and could only sob softly.

And beside the girl, except for an old woman who held an umbrella for her to prevent her from getting wet in the rain, there were young men wearing red and colorful clothes and looking nervous, without any relatives accompanying her.

Such a weird wedding procession stopped before and after the mountain temple.

In front of the villagers was a mountain temple surrounded by trees. The temple was not high and had no outer walls. It didn't look shabby because the villagers repaired it every year, but even so, it couldn't dispel the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere in the temple.

Thinking of the cruelty and bloodthirstiness of the monster inside... the few young men who were a little less courageous had already begun to panic.

In the team, the only one who could keep calm was probably the old village chief.

"Hurry up! Don't upset the mountain god!"

After the old village chief whispered seriously, four sedan bearers hurriedly carried the rattan sedan with a red wedding cloth into the open mountain temple.

In the slightly dimly lit mountain temple, on the altar facing the gate, the clay statue was not a human-shaped god, but a wolf, a slightly ferocious wolf.

Outside the house, the rain continued to pour, and the thunder broke through the sky, shining pale light on the altar from time to time, making the clay wolf look even more ferocious and ferocious.

The sedan bearers did not dare to stay any longer. After putting down the rattan sedan, they ran directly outside and threw the rattan sedan and the girl into the mountain temple.

Outside the temple gate, the villagers had quickly completed the process of slaughtering chickens and sheep.

The bloody blood gushed in the mud in front of the temple, dyeing the muddy water red.

After the old village chief and his party finished chanting and mourning in the direction of the mountain temple, they saw the sedan bearers put down the rattan sedan and came out, so they did not dare to stay here any longer.

The mountain god was moody, and no one knew what would happen if they stayed.

Anyway, the virgin had been offered, and chickens and sheep had been killed for sacrifice, so the villagers did not dare or want to stay any longer. They dragged the goat corpse with a punctured throat and the rooster corpse that was still twitching and quickly left the vicinity of the mountain temple, and soon disappeared into the forest.

As the villagers left, the small temple in the mountain fell into a gloomy and strange silence again, with only the heavy rain outside the house still falling.

In the temple, the girl on the rattan chair looked at the gloomy mountain temple in front of her in horror, her body trembling.

She wanted to escape, but her hands and feet were tied to the rattan chair and she could not break free at all.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the girl shuddered suddenly, feeling that something seemed to be watching her in the dark.

That strange sight made her scalp numb, her whole body cold, and her limbs stiff with fear.

"Woo..."

A desperate sob came from the girl's throat.

She shook her head desperately and struggled desperately to escape, but she could only shake the rattan sedan chair and make it creak.

On the contrary, this creaking sound seemed to alarm the things in the temple. Even though it was raining heavily and thundering outside, the girl on the rattan chair could clearly hear the low breathing coming from behind the statue.

The low breathing seemed so heavy that it was not something that humans could make.

The girl's face turned completely pale. She looked at the clay statue of the white wolf on the altar in despair, and tears could not stop flowing out.

Woo... Dad... Mom... Woo... Who will save Xiao Ai, who will save Xiao Ai...

The girl kept crying in her heart, but her mouth, which was strangled by the cloth strip, could not even cry. The panicked and desperate sobbing sounded in the deserted mountain temple, which seemed so pitiful and helpless, but it was impossible for anyone to save her.

And the low breathing sound behind the altar began to move.

A terrifying black shadow slowly poked its head out from behind the statue.

In the dimly lit mountain temple, the girl vaguely saw the sharp wolf kiss of the black shadow and the huge and ferocious fangs...

"Woo woo woo woo woo!!!"

The girl struggled harder, and her desperate tears had wet her wedding dress.

What kind of monster was that thing lying behind the altar!

It was obviously just a wolf, but its head was bigger than the biggest old yellow cow in the village.

The eyes emitting strange light in the dark were like ghost fires floating in the middle of the night, staring straight at her.

The girl's body twitched in fear, and fishy urine overflowed from the hem of her red wedding dress.

However, the giant wolf behind the statue seemed to have no mercy. It walked out from behind the altar. It was standing on all fours, but its head was more than two meters above the ground.

Such a huge beast, I was probably only big enough for it to swallow in one bite...

The moment she saw the whole body of the monster, such a weird thought came to the girl's mind.

Boom--

There was another thunder in the sky outside the house.

The giant wolf standing in the temple, whose body was pale due to lightning, just lowered its head at this time, looking at the girl on the rattan sedan, the bright red wedding dress on the girl, and the other's terrified and desperate eyes. Then it tilted its head and looked in the direction where the villagers left.

A little confused.

What is going on?