I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Chapter 560: 559. The call of the mountains

   Chapter 560 559. The call of the mountains

  Traditional statues with kind eyes and benevolent eyes, at least at first glance, make people feel reassuring. Those who are ugly or have fierce eyebrows are generally used as door gods.

Because the essence of religion is to make people believe, it is necessary to create a sense of intimacy. Many religions known to Lu Bian started out by helping the poor and befriending rich businessmen. They looked harmless to humans and animals. The ruling class just started doing crazy things.

   But those certainly don’t include what is seen.

This statue is wearing an ancient style long coat, but the pattern on the clothes has a sense of perversion of postmodern art. The statue is tall, about three meters, and it is carved from stone. Some parts are rough, and some parts are too delicate and lifelike. .

   The most surprising thing is the head of the god.

The reason    says the head instead of the face is that it is not a human head at all.

The head was bare, full of a disgusting smoothness, and below it were four pairs of long and narrow eyes, which reminded Lu Bian of those four-eyed boys in Twilight City. This face has a long elephant. A normal nose, but the nostrils have fine fangs.

From the nose down are numerous tentacles. Those tentacles have no suction cups, only one bare one. This is the most delicate part of the entire statue. It seems that it is not artificially carved, but a real monster suddenly petrified and frozen. .

   Its ears are made of thin films of tentacles, and under its nose is a mouth with two sharp fangs. Compared with its body, its entire head reflects a strange feeling, which is creepy.

Inhuman idols, Lu Bian is not untouched. For example, in places like Egypt, there is the **** Anubis with the head of a dog, and in a country that grew up drinking the water of the Ganges, there is also a **** with a elephant head. .

Lu Bian had read some simple research papers, which were mostly about the alienation of human beings. As we all know, in many myths, there have been gods or monsters with human and animal heads, but very few have human heads and animal bodies. There is an urban weirdness like a dog with a human face.

   For some reason, humans are much more accepting of monsters with human body limbs, at least much higher than the limbs of human-faced animals.

   And now this one in the Taoist temple, Lu Kian doesn't know what Daxian is. .

   The body part of this statue is extremely rough compared to the head, which makes people wonder, maybe it was originally a monster, and it was turned into a stone to stay here, and later generations carved its body into a human appearance to deceive myself.

   "The Lord of the Mountains, the calling among the mountains, in some religions, He also has a name called Fang Geng, the God of the Mountain God, the ruler of the mountains, and all the peaks in this world are His sanctuary."

   Beside, came a clear and hearty voice.

  Lu Bian turned his head and saw that it was Tang Que, who was dressed to fit his figure and had a graceful figure.

   "Miss Tang, do you have any research on this?"

   Lu Kizuna asked.

   He looked at the altar in front of him. It seemed that no one had taken care of it for many years. There were only the skeletal remains of some animals, perhaps chickens, or rabbits, but they were eaten so finely that they could not tell the original owner.

   "Accurately, my father."

   Tang lacked a smile.

"What you heard on the mountaineering trail is actually a bit of the truth. I did learn about the existence of Jiuliu from the things left by my father. Among those inheritances, there are also my father who traveled across the country. Folklore rumors I heard from time to time."

   "Does your father still travel the country?"

  Lu Bian was curious. Tang Que's father should also be a forensic doctor. In this era, there should be no such thing as a business trip. Did his father go to various rural areas to investigate folk customs without working?

   "Yes, my family has some background. After my father participated in the Xuanjun battle in the early years, he has been yearning for these. In the intervening years, he went to visit places with various mysterious legends, trying to find the source of Jiuliu."

   Tang Que approached the statue and looked up.

   "In this world, mystery is never far away."

"really."

  Lu Bian nodded slightly.

"My father once went to an inn, and he said that at night, when he was lying on the bed, he could feel something under the bed scratching the board, and he looked down and saw a black face under the bed. The man was looking back at him."

   Tang Que suddenly started telling ghost stories.

"and then?"

   Lu Jun was curious.

   "Then my father punched through the bed board and found that there was nothing under the bed. He paid the other party a big ocean for this."

   Tang Que said solemnly.

  “.”

  Lu Kizuna doesn't know if he should laugh here.

"My family learns the skill of a corpse stitcher. Corpse stitching is a folk custom. Those prisoners who have been beheaded always have their heads and bodies sewn together. Headless corpses are prone to changes. Over time, dealing with corpses has become my family's specialty Tradition."

  Tang Que changed the conversation.

   "And when dealing with corpses, there must be a lot of corpses and weird things. If you don't have a lot of work on your hands, then the boat will capsize sooner or later."

   "That's why you learn horizontal training?"

   Lu Bian asked subconsciously.

It is said that the Tang family learned that he could punch through the door with one punch. From Tang Que's joke just now, his father could also knock down the bed with one punch. Lu Jian guessed that Tang Que looked slender and small, and he might be able to punch with one punch. Die three Qin Tiantian.

   "Don't worry, I know how to control my strength and won't be pinched off."

  The corners of Tang Que's mouth curled up. She was in her thirties, just at a good age. Seeing a handsome and handsome little fresh meat like Lu Bian, whose appearance reached the limit of human beings, it was natural to make fun of him.

   Pinch off?

   What does pinch off?

  How to pinch off?

  Lu Bian was just an innocent child, he couldn't understand what Tang Que was saying.

   "This Fang Geng, what's the origin?"

   He decided to get down to business, after all, he was not here for fun.

"He is from the upper realm, and is the creator of all the mountains in this world. It is said that he sleeps under a certain mountain, and every breath is an earthquake. If Fang Geng wakes up, the world will change, and mankind will fall into doomsday. , and only by offering sacrifices constantly can it be kept in sleep."

   Tang Que explained.

   "It's quite powerful, then I guess he may sleep in the Himalayas, at least in Sichuan or Siberia."

   Lu Bian chuckled lightly.

   Of course, this kind of legend may also be true, but the person named Fang Geng is probably a sealed evil god, and if he sacrifices to him, he will only get contaminated knowledge.

   He took two steps forward and carefully observed the statue.

   At this time, Lu Bian saw that behind the statue, on the damp and moldy straw, there was a corpse!

  The corpse seemed to have been dead for a long time, and its clothes were ragged, and even the maggots had withered on the corrupt flesh.

   What is even more surprising is the death state of the corpse.

   (end of this chapter)