An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 177 The Rampant God's Birth (Subscribe)

"What is this nonsense."

Hearing the young man's resentful words, the village head frowned: "You can rest assured that you will never change your mind about what you said. If you say that you will be provided with board and lodging, you will be provided with board and lodging. Besides, you have been in the village for the past two days. Wandering around, no one stopped you? People in our village even took the initiative to lead you the way."

"Hey! It costs me money to lead the way. Don't change the concept secretly. It's fifty fifty a day for one person. If it's going to a difficult place, I will add a little more appropriately."

The young man waved his hand: "The average is 80 yuan. This is not much money outside, but it is a lot for the villagers, right? So, we are just a simple transaction."

"Hey, don't talk to me about these twists and turns, let's just open the skylight and talk bluntly. Can I continue this filming? If it's okay, I'll trouble you to get out of the way. No way. If so, then I'm sorry, you return the money to me, and I will delete the photos and videos in front of you, how about we break up peacefully?"

This...he was right.

This matter was a transaction from beginning to end.

When they wanted to shoot the scenery of their village, they first asked for opinions and paid the money, and finally they both signed the contract.

The terms and conditions are clearly written in the contract.The most important one is to allow the other party to shoot, except for some pre-marked areas. If the villagers or even him block it, the contract will be cancelled.

At that time, how much money the young people have spent in the village these days, they will have to pay back double!
Naturally, the village chief couldn't let the contract be voided.

You must know that their village is surrounded by deep mountains. Due to geographical constraints, every household living in the village may work hard all year round, and only tens of thousands of dollars will fall into their hands!
For this, there must be young and strong people in the family.

It will be even more difficult when the children of the family go out to work, leaving only the old man and the old lady with the children.

3000 yuan, although it doesn't look like a lot from the outside, may be enough for a few people to eat daily.

But I can buy a bag of rice and a barrel of oil for each family, which is enough for a month.

Moreover, the money had been turned into rice and cooking oil a few days ago. Even if he wanted to return the money now, he didn't have the ability, let alone double the compensation.

Moreover, he has no intention of breaking the contract.

Could it be that my actions just now misunderstood the other party?

After pondering, reorganizing the language in his mind, the village chief said again: "Xiao Li, don't you see that this is a misunderstanding. Everyone in our village is honest, how could I do such a self-destructive thing?" .”

"Don't worry, no one in the village, including me, will stop you from filming!" Having said that, the village head raised his hand, squeezed his fingers and made an OK gesture, and said cautiously: "Just a little advice."

"That's right, Xiao Li, can you adjust the (click, click) sound of the camera, and don't keep flashing the flash. Although I don't pay much attention to these things in recent years, they are enshrined in front of the temple gate after all. The master is not a good-tempered person, and there is no need to step on things that are taboo, right?"

It's not just a bad temper, these few people in the temple are vicious and cunning.

Wudang Temple, as the name suggests, is dedicated to the god of Wudang.

The God of Five Ramps is also called the God of Wulang or the God of Wutong.

It is a general term for whistling mountains and forests, monsters who like prostitutes, wives and daughters, and lonely souls, and it does not specifically refer to that type of ghosts and gods.Usually five statues are dedicated to blood food, known as "five links".

The origin of the Wutong God is complicated. Some say it refers to the ghosts of Liuzhou in the Tang Dynasty; some say it is the god who was enshrined by five people as one Wutong in order to pay homage to the heroic souls who died in the battle to expel the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty; Jiangnan, Japanese pirates who looted, burned and killed.

In short, Wutongshen is not included in the list of righteous gods in essence.

It's just that people in the past worshiped it as a god in order to avoid disasters.Adhering to the principle of eating people with short mouths and being soft with hands, let them be more peaceful, but as time passed, Wu Ran gradually acquired the power to avoid troubles and make money, and became the God of Wealth
But no matter what it is, even the heroic spirits who died in the battle are far less kind than the gods and Buddhas in the Taoist temple.

It's better not to take the initiative to provoke!

"You are right."

The young man took a deep breath, forced to suppress the impatience in his heart, and said: "But the camera is like this when it leaves the factory, and the sound and flash of taking pictures are unavoidable. This obvious sound and light is also to prevent people from using it to secretly take pictures."

Seeing that the village chief opened his mouth, as if he still wanted to talk, he quickly interrupted the other party: "Don't even think about the phone, the pictures taken by that thing are too blurry to use, I don't have a backup camera. Either you let me , or I go?"

"Oh, well, it's up to you!"

The village chief opened his mouth, then sighed helplessly, turned and left Wuzhan Temple.

He has said everything that should be said and persuaded. If something really goes wrong, it has nothing to do with their village.

Seeing this, the young man named Xiao Li pouted secretly.

It can't be ruled out that the village head did remind him out of good intentions, but it's not impossible to have the idea of ​​cheating him again.

After all, he used to travel all over the country to shoot some novel and interesting things. While seeing the beautiful scenery of various places, he also saw a lot of greed in human nature. Take a step back today, and tomorrow he will dare to ride on your head.

It is said that the people in the village are simple, but if they are really vicious, the scene will refresh people's three views. Therefore, he has always been cautious and made a good contract before doing work.

Although there is still some way to avoid it, it is much better than the beginning.

As for the real situation of the camera, the beholder sees benevolence, and the wise see wisdom.

Anyway, he didn't want to delay his shooting because of such a trivial matter.You know, although the five rampant festivals can be seen outside, those places have long been developed into tourist attractions.

Too much time has been contaminated with money, and many things have long gone bad.

It is far less authentic than the festival in this small mountain village - look at the villagers in "colorful clothes" and armor, their every move is just like the real thing.As if they had really turned into ghostly ghosts.

Seeing it with my own eyes, even an atheist like him felt chills, and couldn't help but think of some stories he had heard
Shaking his head, he cleared out the complicated thoughts in his mind.

The next moment, the young man picked up the camera again, pointed at the singing and dancing figure in front of him, and began to press the shutter frequently.

The blinding light of the flashlight kept flickering.

The villagers in the inner circle had to squint slightly to ensure that their performance would not be affected.

Anger is inevitable, this is a sacrifice to the God of Five Rampant, who can afford any accident, but when the eyes are focused on the young man, the anger in the heart is automatically reduced by half.

Look at the rice and oil at home, and the extra money of seventy or eighty a day, bear with it
The village head had no choice but to leave, and the villagers who performed were bribed, so naturally no one came to stop the young man.

With his movements, one after another "perfect" pictures were captured on the film.

And in the process, the smile on the young man's face became more and more intense--after taking a picture of this dancing ceremony, and adding a little text when he went back, he could make up a few articles and videos.

Then count some landscapes and landscapes that were taken before.

Putting it on his account on various platforms, there are always tens of thousands of yuan. If he is lucky, a video or article can bring him tens of thousands of income. Even if he can receive advertisements or win prizes in competitions, he can also Earn more.

However, when he came back to his senses, he suddenly noticed that among the performing villagers.That villager who was dressed in black and had a vicious mask painted on his face was always watching him secretly—if he remembered correctly, the other party was playing the role of the five rampant gods?
"Why do you keep watching me, are you sick?" The young man put down the camera and looked at him with displeasure.

After he found out, instead of restraining himself, the other party began to look at him openly.

What made him feel something was wrong was that the villager who was playing the five gods and dressed in black kept moving, and still maintained the ceremony, but his face kept looking at the young man.

While looking at each other, the young man found a smile on the other's face—he hadn't forgotten that these villagers were wearing masks, not painted faces.

In other words, a mask that had been made a long time ago had an expression change, and even as time went by, the villager leaned towards him intentionally or unintentionally.

The young man wanted to avoid the other party, but at this moment he suddenly found that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't control them at all. Even when he wanted to open his mouth to make a sound, this feeling immediately spread to his face.

Except for his eyes being able to turn, he has lost control over all other parts of his body. Seeing this, the young man cursed anxiously in his heart:
"Fuck, didn't you say that after the founding of the country, you are not allowed to become a master? Then what kind of situation is he encountering now!"

Gradually, the villagers also realized that something was wrong.

That annoying flashing light hasn't blinked since it stopped a few minutes ago.

You know, the other party didn't even listen to the village chief's persuasion, so why did he suddenly stop taking photos? When his curious eyes shifted to the young man.

"Hey, isn't he tired of holding his hands up all the time?"

"Who knows, but the young man's physical strength is really good, and he never complains when he goes up and down the mountain."

"That's right, there's nothing wrong with him other than being stubborn!"

"By the way, he has maintained this posture for a while, what is he looking at so seriously, wow! How did he come out!"

"Shouldn't you be leaving?"

"It's not a wandering god, it's just a performance in front of the temple gate. Besides, you have to sacrifice to the five rampant masters every year. Even if you don't know the rules, you can get used to it? How dare they move such a long distance from the temple gate, tmd , got your brain kicked by a donkey?"

"Well, do you feel that something is wrong, is that acting a little too realistic?"

"Who is it! Is it real? I believe you said that the statue inside really walked down. This hateful outsider has caused big trouble. Quick, go and get our village chief back!"

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The original ceremony no longer existed when the black rampant god took the first step.

In just over ten minutes, the performers wearing colorful clothes, armors, and masks scattered around left their positions one after another, and gathered behind the black rampant god together with the other four rampant gods. .

Step by step, he followed the rampant black god and walked out.

At first, these people still had uncoordinated limbs, like corpses that had just crawled out of a coffin, and their every move was full of stiffness and weirdness.

But it didn't take long before the sluggish movements gradually returned to normal.

But this normality does not refer to normal people, it refers to the corresponding images they wear - judges, ghost soldiers and those "children" who are not human.

At this time, the surrounding light gradually dimmed.

At some point, the surface of the bright moon above the head was covered with a thin layer of mist.

The bright and clear moon has become as hazy as frosted glass at this moment.

Seeing this, the hearts of the surrounding villagers were cold.

This ritual of offering sacrifices to the five rampages has been passed down from generation to generation in this mountain village. I don't know how many years have passed, and there have been no problems.But this time, it directly caused such a big disaster. But they didn't care about blaming the young man who took the photo.

After realizing that the situation was wrong, the villagers who watched did not care about the rules of not being noisy during the performance.

While rampant god's attention was still focused on the young man named Xiao Li, they quickly discussed countermeasures.

At the same time, let people go to find the village chief.

While letting the old and weak in the village go with their wives first.

The thirty or so young men left behind casually picked up a handy tool beside them and held it in their hands, ready to fight.

Not that they are not afraid.

Young and strong are also human beings. Facing such a strange situation, how could they not feel guilty? The brave ones can still grit their teeth and stiffen their teeth, and the timid trouser legs are already wet.

But there is no way, this kind of time when you know the danger, you can't let the elderly parents and young wives and children stand in front, right?

No matter how fearful you are in your heart, you can only persevere.

Some people may ask, logically speaking, in villages that preserve traditional customs, there are generally some folk mages such as witches. Why don't you find professionals to solve the problem when encountering such a situation, instead go to the village head?
Is there a possibility that the mage is also there, but for now, the villagers don't feel that the mage is helping them.

Because, the source of this chaos, the performer wearing a black robe and a mask of a rampant god, is the mage in the village!

Hey!
It's not good for anyone to have an accident, but the biggest trouble happened to this single seedling.

On the other side, as Cangyu in his arms gradually quieted down, the picture that appeared in front of him also quietly shattered.

Zhang Ke came back to his senses, following his breath, a lot of sparks spewed out of his nose.

The scorching high temperature scalded the surrounding air into layers of heat waves, and the dragon fish not far away from him hurriedly led the silly little brothers to swim towards the bottom of the fish pond, even the clam girls did not dare to continue wandering on the water surface .

At the same time, the originally quiet land of Kyushu
(End of this chapter)