Chapter 12 Worship the mountain god, offer sacrifices to the mountain spirit, and become a mountain walker!

Didi Latala~

Accompanied by bursts of suonas and gongs, Zhang Hao quickened his pace, hoping to rush over before the funeral procession reached the foot of the mountain.

We must not make any mistakes while walking in the mountains today.

After all, it was also the first day of walking in the mountains.

As he ran, he looked back, sometimes looking at the speed of the funeral procession, sometimes avoiding the stones and potholes on the muddy path.

As for Zhang Hao, who was wearing straw sandals, he couldn't run fast to begin with, and he was even more impatient.

And he was at least nearly a thousand meters away from the foot of the mountain. He needed to follow the path in front of him, bypassing a row of houses and nearly half of the village before he could reach the foot of the mountain.

There is no way to shorten the distance because there is a river in the middle.

It is also not a good sign for mountain walkers to see water flowing in front of the mountain.

[It is good luck to encounter water when walking up mountains, and it is bad luck to encounter water while walking forward]

He has always strictly abided by the things mentioned in these ancient books, for fear of any mistakes.

However, the funeral procession was nearly half as far apart.

Fortunately, the funeral procession did not move very fast because they had to consider the family members following the coffin.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain as quickly as possible, Zhang Hao half-bowed his body and gasped for air.

I have to say that I have achieved some results in the past few days of training.

If it was his previous body, let alone running so far, he would have to stop and rest halfway through.

Raising his head, squinting his eyes and looking at the funeral procession that was about to arrive, Zhang Hao casually wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately took out something from the bag behind him.

Tribute fruit, incense stand, standing incense, as well as red cloth and red rope.

These are all things needed to worship the mountain god, and the red cloth and red rope are especially necessary.

Although using red cloth and red rope in front of the funeral procession would have conflicting meanings and would easily be disliked by the family, Zhang Hao really had nothing to do. This is what the ancient books told him, what could he do.

He immediately spread the red cloth on the ground, set up the incense stand, arranged the tribute fruits according to the method recorded in ancient books, lit two thin and one thick incense sticks, and three upright incense sticks, and inserted them in the middle of the incense stand.

The thick standing incense in the middle is used to worship the mountain god, the thin standing incense on the left is used to worship the mountain spirit, and the thin standing incense on the right is used to bless yourself for a safe return.

After doing all this, Zhang Hao stood up, took two steps back, bowed three times to the three standing incense sticks with white smoke floating in the air, and muttered something.

"Today, the mountain walker Zhang Hao has obtained the true inheritance of the previous mountain walker Xu Xiake and the previous generations of mountain walkers. He has become a mountain walker. He travels hundreds of mountains, walks in the forest, searches for treasures, explores the secrets of the mountains, and hopes for the protection of the mountain gods and the mountain spirits. Recognized.”

"Mountain God, the mountain spirit is above. Zhang Hao, a mountain walker, is here to prepare some tribute fruits. I hope you will accept them."

After praying three times, he straightened up, turned to face the direction of the mountain, and bowed respectfully three times more.

Hearing that there was no disturbance and everything was as usual, Zhang Hao raised his head and looked at the mountains above his eyes. There were no fluctuations or abnormalities, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After holding this ceremony and worshiping the mountain gods and spirits, it means that Zhang Hao has officially become a mountain walker.

It is recorded in ancient books that "to become a mountain walker, you need to worship the mountain gods and mountain spirits. Once you are recognized by the mountain spirits, you can succeed. If the mountains and forests change, you will not be able to succeed." 】

To put it simply, he can be considered a real mountain walker only after he has been recognized by the mountain gods and mountain spirits. If the mountain gods and mountain spirits do not approve, then corresponding strange phenomena will appear in the mountain above him, such as the strong wind in the mountain, Or maybe the beast is wild and makes weird noises and so on.

However, judging from the current situation, none of those situations have occurred.

This also means that Zhang Hao has been recognized by the mountain gods and spirits and has become a mountain walker. After becoming a walker, the next step is to solve the funeral procession.

Didi Latala~

The sounds of suonas, gongs, and mourning were getting closer and closer. He turned his head and saw that the funeral procession was already less than twenty meters away behind him.

Zhang Hao did not dare to delay and hurriedly came to the red cloth, knelt down and prostrated himself in front of the incense stand.

"Today, Zhang Hao, a mountain walker, encountered a funeral in the village. This is a good omen. The mountain gods heard it and the mountain spirits listened. The good omen should return to the mountain forest and become a spirit in the mountain, protecting the mountain forever..."

"Zhang Hao, a mountain walker, asks the mountain god to bless him. Everything goes well and he returns home safely."

As Zhang Hao was chanting, he could hear the increasingly clear sounds of suonas, gongs, uneven footsteps, and heart-wrenching cries.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that there were many people walking on the path in front of him. Four people were walking heavily, while the others were walking lightly. There was also the sound of the coffin shaking as it creaked.

He never raised his head or looked at the funeral procession.

It is recorded in the book.

[Worship the mountain god. If you encounter a funeral, you will not be able to see it. It will drive away bad luck and cannot be said. You need to sincerely pray for blessings and good luck in the mountains. 】

As long as the funeral procession passes in front of him and he doesn't look or say anything, even if he escapes this disaster, the mountain god will bless him to go smoothly on the mountain without any accidents.

Hearing that the funeral procession seemed to have left in front of him, the sound of suos and gongs stopped, and the sad and heart-wrenching cries became much weaker, as if they were going up the hillside. Zhang Hao was nervous Internally, this also relaxed a lot.

He slowly straightened up and looked toward the foot of the mountain.

I happened to see many people parked at the foot of the mountain. Their eyes were strange, complicated, confused, or their mouths were furrowed, pointing in their direction.

"Isn't this Lao Zhangtou's son? What are you doing here? He even arranged a big red cloth. Mr. Zhao had a funeral today, and he arranged a big red cloth here. This, this, what does this sound like?"
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"That is to say, if this kid doesn't go to help, forget it. If he doesn't just stay at home, what are you planning to do?"

"Who knows, he has been idle all day, and whenever he thinks about it, he might be drunk again."

These people are people from the village who come to help. After the deceased and his family members go up the mountain, they, the villagers, do not have to go up the mountain. They can return to the master's house after a while to prepare for the noon banquet.

Those words seemed to come into his ears clearly or hazily. Zhang Hao's old face turned red and his eyes averted.

Alas, we can't blame these villagers for gossiping. Who knows, this is the impression he left on everyone before.

He forced himself to ignore it, grabbed the red rope placed aside, unfolded it and placed it on the road where the funeral procession just passed.

This is the final and crucial step of the ceremony.

This red rope was supposed to be hung on the branch where the mountain god was worshiped to pray for the mountain god's blessing.

But after encountering the funeral procession, the red rope needs to be placed on the road where the funeral procession passes, and then the hikers step over the red rope into the mountain. In this way, the bad luck can be completely driven away. As for disturbing the mountain spirit after entering the mountain.

Before Zhang Hao could put the red rope on the road.

A beautiful figure emerged from the crowded crowd. She was wearing a plain, almost pure white top and black cloth hanging on her arms. Her exquisite three-dimensional facial features were filled with doubts. Her almond-shaped eyes were shrunk, and her high-tied ponytail was moving around. Toss and toss.

It was Li Siyu.

(End of chapter)