Chapter 352 - The Mountain God or the Mountain Ghost? (1/2)

Chapter 352 The Mountain G.o.d or the Mountain Ghost?

So what’s the reason? If Huang Weijian has plenty of time, he will definitely teach Lin Luodong about the general knowledge of personal ability. G.o.ds and monsters are basically from the same family. Many ancient mountain G.o.ds are local monsters deifying themselves, who can never shed their monster nature without being authorized by heaven. Thus, it’s natural that the bald pen shows the same reaction as it meets a monster.

Hearing Huang Juan’s crying, while Huang Weijian is still hesitating, Lin Luodong has already been overwhelmed and he climbs over the low wall of the Grand Shrine.

Huang Weijian is wordless. From this perspective, the brat Lin Luodong is really like his sister. They are all compa.s.sionate persons. If they were not, the Lin family might not have taken Huang Weijian in. Sister Lin is capable of being such a person, but what about Lin Luodong? Having a friend like him, Huang Weijian has no choice but follow him to climb over the wall with grief and indignation.

The two teenagers follow the crying, with their figures soon swallowed by the dark night.

Tonight there are no lights in the Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine. At ordinary times, it would be disrespectful towards the G.o.ddess guarding the mountain. But this is a specific detail that they can’t know simply by Google.

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Deep in the dense forest of Mount Fuji, there comes a strange sound of a night owl.

Lin Luoran and other people land on where the incident happened one by one. The two cars blocking the middle of the road have caused much trouble for the other drivers. Some drivers saw the dead bodies and called the police, so this place will soon be locked tight.

Different personal ability naturally means different visions. Lin Luoran in the Bearing Essence period can see strange things that the two teenagers couldn’t find out. From the dead bodies of the drivers who died strangely, she can easily find the faint sense of the left evil power.

Lin Luoran feels familiar yet unfamiliar with this power at the same time.

Is it the power of faith different from hers but originating from one body? The Fly Apsaras painted sculpture in Lin Luoran’s ocean of consciousness is very gorgeous, where some of the flickering connection points of faith have extinguished quietly, but a few of them are even brighter than ever before. Does that mean as time goes by, some people have totally forgotten her as the “Mortal Heart Fairy”, while a few people become more devoted?

She can feel the small Stamp of the Dragon King is running hot. Lin Luoran is a bit frustrated. If she had known what happens now, she would have taken the seemingly insignificant “apotheosizing herself” seriously.

“The power of faith with darkness attribute. Linny, this time you are in trouble.”

In the s.p.a.ce, fire phoenix says lazily. Since Lin Luoran called it “reddie”, the vindictive fire phoenix immediately came up with a nickname for her called “Linny”.

“What is the power of faith with darkness attribute?” Now it is not the time to care about the nickname so Lin Luoran just ignores it. When Li Xi’er and others are checking the places around, she takes the time to ask the fire phoenix.

Fire phoenix cackles with laughter, “There are good people and bad people. The G.o.ds are the same. There is also another possibility that the power of faith is all from some evil people. In this way, the G.o.dhead will also be contaminated with darkness attribute.”

Lin Luoran has a headache and says, “Hasn’t an unreliable reddie once said that I am the last G.o.d in the world?”

Fire phoenix sneers, “Besides you, even the Buddhist cultivators of Huaxia are still generating the power of faith. It is not surprising that someone uses the power of faith for personal gain.”

Lin Luoran feels a bit relieved. And Yuan Ye has already stridden back.

“Grandmaster, a corpse is found in the nine-o’clock direction. He died as those two drivers did. Judging from his equipment, he may be a Huaxia Special Forces guy dispatched here.”

Lin Luoran’s heart freezes. She knows the corpse Yuan Ye is talking about must be the soldier who sent the video but sacrificed.

She tramps to the dead soldier. What Lin Luoran can do now is to help him close his eyes slowly.

“Tell Lin Qingxue. By the way, find out what G.o.ds are wors.h.i.+pped in Mount Fuji.”

Yuan Ye nods. His information is from the restricted data of the Tribe for Cultivators rather than the superficial material on Google.