Konoha Hypocrite Chapter 426: Suppressing the demon with one hand and mistakenly identifying the mountain god

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As Shi Sangyan got closer and closer to the top of the mountain, the strong wind from the beating of her wings had already made everyone who was hiding on the mountain wall unable to open their eyes.

The perennial mist on the top of the mountain was blown away.

Uchiha Tunan, who went up and down with the waves, was also revealed in Shi Sangyan's field of vision.

Uchiha Tunan looked up at the shadows covering the sky, but the curiosity on his face gradually turned into a little disappointment.

Although it's just a glimpse, Uchiha Tunan can still roughly judge that the big guy in front of him is not much different from the birds of later generations.

It's just that I have been in a place where the power of nature is strong all the year round, which has caused it to be ripened.

In addition to being much stronger, it has no special abilities.

In the memory obtained by forcibly searching the soul of Xiaoyu before, the rumored monster has wisdom that is not inferior to that of human beings.

But the monster in front of me...

Maybe it's a breed issue, but it doesn't look like the IQ is particularly high.

How dare you rush over there recklessly.

Disappointed......

While thinking about it, Shi Sangyan had already raised the giant claw that was as sharp as gold and iron, and pressed it towards Uchiha Tunan.

On the mountain wall.

The big horn by the river looked at the behemoth above in horror and shouted: "Everyone hurry up!"

Everyone tensed up and leaned against the mountain wall desperately.

This is the first time Xiaojiao, who has little experience, sees this scene. The palm of his hand holding the vine is full of greasy sweat, and he closes his eyes nervously.

With such a huge monster attacking, Yu Wei can cause landslides at will.

It's all my own fault, I want to go up the mountain for revenge at night.

This is a big deal for everyone.

Just as Xiaojiao secretly regretted, a strange language could be heard faintly in his ears.

"Xianfa·The Art of Cloth Bags."

A grand sound echoes through the night sky.

Boom~

The mountains and rivers trembled, and countless fragments of rocks and rocks fell down from the top of the two-kilometer mountain.

The vertical splashing waterfall on the other side of the mountain suddenly died down and the water was cut off.

"Peng!"

Close the eyes and little horns only to hear an earth-shattering roar.

This voice seems to be coming from the mountain behind it, dull and heavy.

After the sound disappeared, the world seemed to be quiet again.

After a long time, Xiaojiao slowly opened his eyes.

I saw that the rocky clods that had been falling continuously just now were gone, and only the hazy dust was still drifting towards the ground.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick..."

The warm liquid drips onto the tip of Xiaojiao's nose, merging with the sweat.

Is it raining?

Xiaojiao couldn't help the itching from the tip of her nose, and reached out to wipe it away.

I just feel like my fingers are sticking to the lake.

After taking a closer look, the whole person was stunned for a moment, but in the dimness, he could clearly see the redness of his fingertips.

"Blood..."

The villagers who thought they were traveling were injured, but turned to look.

I saw every villager, including his own father, doing the same thing.

Standing close to the mountain wall, with his head held high, his mouth open, his face sluggish.

Seeing this, Xiaojiao slowly raised his head to look.

The whole person was suddenly startled, opened his mouth and stammered:

"That's... a hand?"

I saw a huge stone hand that seemed to stick out from the top of the mountain.

And in the eyes of the villagers, the incomparable monster is twisting its head frantically at this moment, and it seems that it wants to break free.

"Wow!"

A shrill hissing sound rang out.

However, Shi Sangyan's wings were firmly wrapped by the stone hands, and there was no room for struggle.

The next moment, I saw the stone hand clenched tightly, and the stench of blood burst out from between the fingers of the stone hand, falling to the top of the mountain and the ground.

Shi Sangyan's neighing came to an abrupt end.

Boom~

After the earth shook for a while, the stone slowly sank to the top of the mountain, as if it had never appeared.

It's just that there are many fresh flesh and blood tissue hanging on the branches of the jungle on the top of the mountain.

Uchiha Tunan ignored the primitive people on the mountainside and closed his eyes again to absorb the power of nature.

After all, this is the most prosperous era of ancient civilizations.

Uchiha Tunan doesn't want to waste time on these rural primitives.

When the force of nature has drawn enough, they set off for the large settlement of human beings.

As for Shi Sangyan just now.

It's just a monster. Where there is wisdom and civilization is of great value.

On the mountain wall.

The crowd remained sluggish.

I don't know how long it took, Xiaojiao couldn't hold on at first, his legs were weak, and he slumped on the cliff.

Seeing the black feathers the size of banana leaves falling down in front of me, the shock and doubt in my heart can't be added.

What the **** was that...

"Everyone... let's go down the mountain first..."

Dajiao by the river recovered, swallowed, and lowered his voice to greet everyone down the mountain.

The rest did not dare to speak, for fear of attracting the attention of the powerful and unknown being on the top of the mountain.

One by one, shaking hands and feet, they slid down the mountain with difficulty along the vines.

The entire process, Xiaojiao was in a state of ignorance.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he could see the fire in front of him.

It was his group who unknowingly arrived near the village.

At this moment, Dajiao by the river stopped and turned back and whispered, "Have you heard it before?"

Everyone looked at each other a few times, then nodded silently.

One of the older villagers said solemnly:

"It seems to be speaking, but it's not in our language."

Dajiao by the river nodded, confirming that it was not his hallucinations just now, so he greeted everyone to go back to the village first.

At this time, the women in the village were still around Xiaoyu, and everyone kept chatting.

Seeing everyone returning to the village, the group of women seemed to have found the backbone, and they all came up to them.

"You are finally back."

"What happened, we heard Shi Sangyan's cry just now."

"Yes, there was an earthquake just now, did you meet a monster?"

"Can't I go up the mountain to take a hot spring in the future?"

......

Dajiao by the river is obviously not in the mood to explain to these reproductive tools, and waved his hands with a serious look:

"The woman and the child went back to the house, the others stayed."

Although these women were curious, the village chief Naihe had spoken, and he did not dare to go against it.

He could only walk towards his house obediently, but the discussion still did not stop.

Dajiao by the river turned his head to the side, watching Xiaojiao secretly staring at the small fish curled up on the ground, and sighed softly:

"Go back and rest."

Xiaojiao looked up at his father with a puzzled expression:

"Is that really just a mountain?

The mountain is alive, not only can talk, but also kill monsters with ease.

Has the mountain also become a monster? "

The big horn by the river looked calm, rubbed the hair of the little horn, and said softly: "How can the mountain become a monster, don't worry about this, go back and rest first."

Xiaojiao nodded silently, then walked towards Xiaoyu, intending to bring her back to the house.

But at this moment, Dajiao by the river reached out to stop Xiaojiao, and said solemnly: "You go back first, we have to discuss her problem."

Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment, his eyes wandering back and forth between Xiaoyu and his father, and his face was puzzled: "But...then I..."

"Go back!"

The big horn by the river let out a deep shout, and then the little horn stayed where he was.

This is the first time Xiaojiao has seen his father speak to him in such a heavy tone.

Seeing his father's face flickering under the light of the torches, Xiaojiao lowered his head, turned around silently, and walked towards the house with heavy steps.

After Xiaojiao left, Dajiao by the river turned around and said solemnly to everyone:

"The mountain **** has woken up, we need to hold a sacrificial ceremony for the mountain god."

"The village chief, how do you know that the mountain **** is above, not a monster we don't know?" A strong man expressed the doubts in the hearts of everyone present.

But seeing the river, Dajiao shook his head and said:

"The rock will not become a monster.

Also, we have lived here for generations and can only pray that it is a **** and not a monster. "

Speaking ~IndoMTL.com~ The riverside big horn's expression gradually became gloomy, and a fierce look flashed in the eyes of everyone, and said solemnly:

"Think about it, here we have food and women.

Once the village is relocated, it will be difficult to find a suitable place to live.

You don't want to go to town to be slaves to those samurai adults, and you won't even have a chance to touch women in your life. "

As soon as the voice fell, a ruthless expression flashed on everyone's face.

The ancestors of these people were slaves who fled here, and no one wants to lose their current life.

Seeking wealth at risk, not to mention all kinds of rumors indicate that the mountain should not be a monster.

Besides, youkai also have their own habits.

Like Shi Sangyan, she basically can't eat people.

Mountain becomes a monster, and probably won't be interested in flesh and blood.

"The village chief, we understand, you can do what you say." Everyone looked at the big corner of the river with firm eyes.

Hebian Dajiao nodded with satisfaction, reached out and touched his chin:

"I heard the old man say before that, in order to obtain the protection of the gods, you need to sacrifice to the gods."

"Then what should be sacrificed." A villager who looked slightly younger asked.

The old villager beside him said thoughtfully: "It is said that people outside sacrifice to gods with beasts or slaves."

Beasts can be caught, but as for slaves, there are none here.

It really doesn't work, maybe only sacrifice the villagers.

Thinking of this, everyone turned their attention to the face of Dajiao by the river.

But I saw Dajiao by the river staring blankly at the small fish curled up on the ground, and said in a cold voice:

"You said, sacrifice her to the mountain god.

Lord Mountain God should like it. "