He put on a bamboo hat and waved his hand, opening the big door.
Then Lu Shanjun said in a muffled voice, "Who are you?"
"Why are you inviting us here?"
The portly old man personally offered fine wine, showing utmost respect and humility. He gestured to those behind him to leave, wiped his cold sweat, and said, "I am a local squire here, surna Lu, given na Yuan."
"My ancestor saw the Mountain Monarch yesterday and instructed in a dream to entertain you well."
"Also, I have a few small gifts to offer."
A dream visit?
The young man seed to have thought of sothing.
Lu Shanjun frowned, his voice resonant, "I have no dealings with the City God or Land God here."
"Who is your ancestor?"
He was a shape-shifting demon beast, often cultivating in the mountains and forests, with those mountain gods and land gods avoiding him.
The portly old man cautiously said, "My ancestor was a wandering deity under the City God."
The young man seed to have guessed who it was.
However, for the other party to send a dream instructing descendants to et him suggested that the connection between humans and deities in this world was still very close. These dark deities in the world seed less like gods and more like officials.
Indeed.
They were like celestial officials.
Lu Shanjun seed a little interested as well; the worldly experiences he encountered were completely different from his days of roaring in the mountain forests.
A wandering deity under the City God arranging for descendants to send him gifts.
Interesting.
The portly old man was actually quite frightened; although he practiced martial arts, his life of comfort had dulled him, making him no different from ordinary third-rate martial artists.
If his ancestor hadn't been appointed as a wandering deity, he would never have encountered such a thing in his lifeti.
His ancestor really put the descendants in a difficult spot.
Squire Lu carefully brought over a tray covered with a red cloth, quite heavy, likely filled with a notable amount of gold and silver, and respectfully presented it: "A small token."
"To assist your travels."
Lu Shanjun was indifferent, having slain many bandits, he was not lacking in gold or silver.
Squire Lu wiped his cold sweat, offering another tray full of books. Lu Shanjun glanced at them with interest because they were martial arts manuals.
"My ancestor built a library, there might be so books that interest you two."
Lu Shanjun flipped through them and picked up a book titled "Five Tigers Soul-breaking Blade," showing so interest.
Squire Lu, seeing the sharp tiger claw illustrations, quickly lowered his head, pretending not to see anything, internally cursing his ancestor.
Is this sothing to leave to the descendants?
Trying to end the family line?
He was so frightened that his heart was in his throat and cautiously said, "In this Xiayi County, I have so reputation; I can speak for you in the yan."
"If there's anything you're unhappy about."
"Just tell ."
"There's no need to handle it personally."
The implication was very clear.
It seed that behind the scenes, not only was there a commanding martial wandering deity, but the City God of Xiayi County was quietly observing.
He could turn a blind eye, but you couldn't ss around.
If there's any dissatisfaction, tell them, so as not to damage harmony. After all, these city and land gods also have face, and everything should follow human rules. If a tiger demon were rampaging in the county, they would have to act even if they didn't want to.
The young man realized he underestimated the city's City God who turned a blind eye.
This too was an old hand.
Duncan seed to have found so new fun beyond just fighting and killing. He picked up a book and skimd it, quickly frowning upon discovering that many cultivation techniques recorded were entirely different from what Lu Shanjun taught.
The Demon Sect's blood child was a consumption item, treated purely as material, without teaching any serious techniques.
"Appreciated."
Duncan accepted the books the old man offered, turned to Lu Shanjun, and said, "Should we leave today?"
Lu Shanjun nodded.
He had initially wanted to travel the world but didn't expect to be respectfully sent off by the City God and Land God shortly after coming down the mountain. He didn't quite understand worldly matters, but the other side being able to do this was already quite respectful.
It's not easy for demons to walk in this mortal world.
Going it alone.
It's doable.
If they killed the City God and Land God of Xiayi County, no one could manage them here, but it might not be long before powerful beings arrived.
"This world still needs more observation."
"It seems the mortal world and ghost gods are deeply intertwined."
Until the two left.
At the temple entrance by the roadside in Xiayi County, several figures gradually appeared, led by the City God, flanked by the martial wandering deity and the Land God. They watched the back of the departing Mountain Monarch and heaved a sigh of relief.
If it were ordinary small demons, they would have killed them directly. No need for such troubles.
The young man traveling with the Mountain Monarch seed to encounter all sorts of rare events. If it had been ordinary martial artists, the City God and Land God wouldn't even bother.
"These Eastern gods and Western gods are really very different."
More like humans than gods.
Very cunning, too.
The young man, lost in thought the whole way, realized this world was deep. If he couldn't see ghost gods, it would be a simple script of a high martial world, but since he could see them, he couldn't ignore the dark deities existing in the world.
Rumble.
A thunderclap struck down, and soon the sky was covered with dark clouds, followed by a torrential downpour.
With heavy rain falling, nearby rivers began to rise.
Lu Shanjun stopped and looked up at the sky, his expression serious, and said in a deep voice, "A dragon is erging!"
"There will be a flood."
"Let's go!"
Even though Lu Shanjun was politely sent off by the City God and Land God, it didn't affect his mood, and at most he would avoid human cities in the future.
— "A pure thought, soul not dispersed, like a dream or a shadow, akin to ghosts, these are the dark deities."
Dark deities erged after the Qin and Han dynasties as Eastern gods.
As a shape-shifting demon, he was unwelco anywhere; the inconvenience of traversing the human world only motivated him to advance bravely. If he could fully transform into human form, none of those City Gods and Land Gods would know his origins.
"Let's go."
"Let's et that dragon."
Lu Shanjun was full of ambition.
The two wanted to cross the river before the water rose, but just then, the young man suddenly stopped, turning to look towards the great river.
A large white snake, over ten zhang long, erged in the river, its massive, fierce head appearing above the water, flicking its tongue, its cold eyes fixed on the two at the riverbank, with a seemingly cautious gaze at Lu Shanjun.
At the sa ti.
Above the riverbank, a hunched figure appeared, dressed in a raincoat, wearing a bamboo hat, with a Longsword on his back, standing on a piece of driftwood floating downstream. This person had arms reaching past his knees, a wasp waist, and an ape's back. Amid the river's roaring waves, his figure rose and fell like a willow swaying in the breeze, elegantly crossing the river, stopping at the riverbank, first looking at Lu Shanjun, then at the large white snake in the river.
— White Snake (Five-star silver gray).
— Ape (Six-star silver gray).
Lu Shanjun seed to recognize the person from afar, cupped his fists, and indicated, "Ape."
The figure clad in a raincoat removed the bamboo hat, revealing a face neither purely human nor ape, calmly returning the gesture, "Lu Shanjun."
Hiss!
The large white snake in the river retreated underwater, seemingly knowing that it couldn't provoke either of these individuals, it fled with the current.
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