Yang Xiaoxing almost thought he was just burping like this. With his grandfather and grandson, he could still talk about the past underground.

However, if Yang Xiaoxing is given another chance, he will still choose to fight Bai Ze head-on. Bai Ze needs him instead of asking for him. Yang Xiaoxing is very clear about this and is even a little angry.

Why should I just lower my head? Even if I become a mountain god, I will care about you. What kind of agreement and entanglements are my grandfather’s business. Now people have changed to me, Yang Xiaoxing, and the emperor is the emperor and the minister, and the times have changed.

Yang Xiaoxing's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people. After all, he is a man who can attack Bai Ze's breasts twice.

It was also Yang Xiaoxing who pinched Bai Ze's lifeline. He really didn't dare to let Yang Xiaoxing die. After Yang Xiaoxing fainted, Bai Ze immediately used his ability to close Yang Xiaoxing's wound, and the flesh and blood squirmed and the divided wound gradually healed. But Bai Ze had no choice but to lose blood. His ability declined more and more as the world rules closed.

The simple healing technique in the past was a bit difficult to release. Although it was due to maintaining the pressure and consuming energy, Bai Ze was very clear about the decline of his ability, and his total mana value was reduced again. There was originally a rushing ocean in his body, but when the human world turned into a river during the flood season, it gradually decreased later.

Now there is only a small river surging in Bai Ze's body, and Yang Pingfu's death is getting worse every day.

"Damn it." Bai Ze couldn't help but curse. After Yang Xiaoxing's wound was generally uneven, Bai Ze said to Maruyama, who was still trembling beside him, "He's handed it to you. I need to see a awake Yang Xiaoxing when I come back tonight."

"Wangwu..."

Maruyama replied.

Bai Ze suddenly disappeared again.

Yang Xiaoxing woke up slowly before the sun set. Because of blood loss, his face turned pale and his lips were bloodless. He first saw the wooden ceiling of the attic, and then a pleasing face appeared.

"You, you!" Maruyama was very excited but couldn't say a word.

Yang Xiaoxing wanted to laugh, but he just barely moved the corners of his mouth. He wanted to say that Maruyama, you, a monster, don't know two languages, and you still don't understand the structure of your phone. It looks delicious.

Yang Xiaoxing said: "Is there water?"

Maruyama immediately took a cup of cold water next to him and handed it to Yang Xiaoxing. Yang Xiaoxing was so energetic that he could check his injuries. He touched his neck, and there was almost no trace of the wound on his neck. He could not tell that only with his hands could he touch a faint scar.

Survived. Yang Xiaoxing breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, you can understand Chinese but can't speak, right?" Yang Xiaoxing said to Maruyama.

Maruyama nodded.

"Then we can communicate. I'll ask you questions, you just need to nod or shake your head."

Maruyama nodded again.

"Are you a monster?"

nod.

"Then the ones you introduced me to me two days ago are not all monsters, right?"

Continue to nod.

Yang Xiaoxing paused and then continued to ask: "The entrance Bai Ze mentioned is the entrance to the Monster World. Have you been there? Or do you know where it is?"

Maruyama shook her head. She wanted to explain something, but the vocabulary was really not enough and could only say a few separate words: "I, new. Back Mountain, there is."

"You mean you are a new monster, but the entrance seems to be in the back mountain, right?" Yang Xiaoxing guessed a lot before pieced together the correct answer, a little tired.

"Yeah." Maruyama shook his chin.

He felt that he should learn Japanese.

Yang Xiaoxing wanted to ask something, and someone was talking in the middle of the night. When it was dark, Bai Ze came back. He said, "You don't have to ask Maruyama again. Tonight, you will first determine the location of your mountain god. I will take you to the entrance tomorrow."

Yang Xiaoxing looked at him: "Okay."

Before the succession ceremony was carried out, the three of them had dinner first. It was eight o'clock in the evening. Bai Ze took Yang Xiaoxing to the second floor. Maruyama was ordered not to participate and could only wait on the first floor with curiosity.

The second floor looks completely different from what Yang Xiaoxing met three days ago. The furniture in the living room was moved back, including sofas, coffee tables, TVs and dining tables. The portrait of grandfather Yang Pingfu was hung on the east wall, with fruits on the spiritual platform, and smoke floating on both sides.

Bai Ze walked straight to the Lingtai, and Yang Xiaoxing followed him.

When I approached Yang Xiaoxing, I noticed that there were some unknown wild fruits on the spiritual platform, with green and yellow emitting a fresh smell, and they were all picked. Two silver-gray stones were placed next to the fruit plate, and the stones were shining with streamers under the light. Several leaves were pressed under the stone, and there was an incense burner between the two stones.

This is how a simple altar is formed.

"This is your ancestor." Bai Ze returned to his cold look and said calmly, "Bow and burn incense."

Yang Xiaoxing became part of the ceremony and became holy unconsciously. He looked at the portrait of his grandfather who was smiling on the wall. A wonderful connection was formed in his heart.

People in the Celestial Empire do not believe in gods or immortals, but their worship is deeply imprinted in their bones. It is something that the entire family is proud of, as if it proves that they have the potential to become that way.

Yang Xiaoxing seemed to have seen the graceful ancestors. Their figures of cooperation or struggle with monsters appeared in front of him. The earth-shaking spirit in his hand made Yang Xiaoxing fascinated.

Gradually, grandfather seemed to have come alive from the portrait and walked to Yang Xiaoxing.

Yang Pingfu had white hair but his waist was straight and he was full of energy. He smiled and patted Yang Xiaoxing on the shoulder: "Yo, my eldest grandson."

"Hey, grandpa."

Yang Pingfu said to Yang Xiaoxing with a smile: "I know you will come, you will definitely come."

Yang Xiaoxing, who obviously had no big feelings about family affection, suddenly felt the family affection hidden in his bloodline. There was no need to say anything close to him. He seemed to have lived with his grandfather for twenty years.

"Grandpa, there are monsters in the world." Yang Xiaoxing said, "I only knew."

"Yeah." Yang Pingfu nodded.

"Bai Ze almost killed me. It was clearly because he wanted me to be a mountain god."

"Yeah." Yang Pingfu listened carefully.

"I don't know if I can do it well. I didn't know anything about this before. Bai Ze wanted to open an entrance, but I didn't know anything."

Yang Xiaoxing didn't know when tears came out of his eyes.

Yang Pingfu and Yang Xiaoxing finished speaking, touched his head: "Xiaoxing, you can do it. You have already received everyone's recognition."

"Am I?" Yang Xiaoxing's eyes were confused.

"Bai Ze, those monsters, and Yejushan. They all recognize you."

"But, I can't do anything."

"You are the mountain god of Yeju Mountain, and you are the only person in the world who has the ability to go to the monster world." Yang Pingfu said again, "You like these unusual things, right? The monster world has something you pursue."

"Go to Xiaoxing. Your name is not Yangshu Xiaoxingxing. "National Style·Zhaonan·Xiaoxing". Next time you introduce yourself, use this." Yang Pingfu's figure gradually disappeared, "This is your road, and our road, and the road in your destiny."

Yang Xiaoxing woke up and saw that the usual second floor of the attic was still in front of him. His grandfather's portrait was still smiling when he hung on the wall. But Yang Xiaoxing's soul was very different from before after a baptism.

Bai Ze was about to let Yang Xiaoxing drop a drop of blood in the incense burner. The latter had already made a move.

Yang Xiaoxing took the incense next to him and lit it and bowed. The vague connection with Yeju Mountain already existed. Without Bai Ze's words, Yang Xiaoxing knew where the old site of the entrance was in the mountains.

"Let's go tonight." Yang Xiaoxing turned his head to look at Bai Ze.

For a moment, Bai Ze thought Yang Pingfu was back.
Chapter completed!