Chapter 3: Good fortune relies on disaster

  Just hearing this name, Liu Yi knew that it was definitely not his own world originally.

  That day, the father and son went up the mountain again, just after offering incense to Liu Yi. Just as they were about to enter the mountain to hunt again, Liu Yi suddenly discovered that the two of them had a faint black aura on their heads, revealing a hint of blood color.

  Liu Yi was shocked, this is a blood disaster. Could it be that they will encounter some danger while hunting?

  Just thinking about it made Liu Yi anxious and he couldn't sit still anymore. This place rarely had visitors, if something happened to the Wang family father and son, his own incense would be cut off.

  He had a mind to remind them of the danger, but Liu Yi's power was very limited. It was another clear morning, broad daylight, even if it looked ominous in the temple. He didn't dare walk out of the god statue either.

  Just as the father and son were about to leave, a faint "crack" sound came from behind. The two turned their heads back, only to see that the incense stick had snapped in half.

  "What's wrong, Father?" Wang Xiongqi said.

  "This is three long and two short......" Wang Da was indeed older and had more experience. At a glance, he felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

  Wang Da pressed his lower lip together and said after a while: "This is a divine warning that we will encounter danger!"

  "Ah?" Wang Xiong was startled, and hesitated: "But, Father, Xiulan is about to give birth, and the yamen has also sent people to collect taxes. We have no money, what can we do?"

  Wang Da fell silent all of a sudden. Indeed, it was true. At the beginning of the year, there was an epidemic and his wife died from illness, which emptied out their family's savings.

  Now the daughter-in-law is about to give birth and needs money. The government office has also reached the time for tax collection, if there is no money, one will be arrested and thrown into prison.

  This time they entered the mountain, originally prepared to hunt a valuable prey, in order to get through the difficulties. If they were afraid of danger and did not enter the mountain...

  For a moment, the father and son were both at a loss for what to do.

  At last, Wang gritted his teeth and said: "Although the gods are kind enough to warn us. But if we don't enter the mountain, our whole family will still not be able to pass. We can only go and try our luck!"

  As soon as he heard this, Liu Yi became anxious. The blood light on the two men's heads had almost entwined with their vital flame, and they would probably die an untimely death if they entered the mountain.

  Can't let his only two followers die just like that.

  The father and son knelt before the god, thanking him for saving their lives. They asked the god to bless them with good fortune. If they could safely descend the mountain, they vowed to renovate the temple and cast a golden statue of the god.

  Liu Yi sighed in his heart. This father and son were really blinded by greed. This time entering the mountain, either death or injury was inevitable. Even if he wanted to protect them, he didn't have the ability to do so.

  At this moment, the anxious crowd was in an uproar. Fortunately, Liu Yili's quick thinking led him to think of something.

  The father and son turned around again, ready to leave. Just then, a faint rustling sound came from behind them once more.

  Two people turned around and were shocked. On the table, there was an additional crystal clear glass that had appeared out of nowhere, its beauty beyond words.

  "This is, this is..."

  King's lips were trembling with shock, this was a truly rare treasure. Although he had never seen it before, King still trembled as he called out: "Crystal cup!"

  "Dad, this is a gift from the mountain god!" Wang Xiong's eyes shone with mixed surprise and delight.

  "Hurry up and kowtow to the gods." Wang Da pulled his son to kowtow to Liu Yi.

  This time, what was originally a fine thread of faith suddenly became almost ten times thicker. The father and son's devotion to the gods had clearly reached a fanatical level.

  The incense offered with pious wishes becomes even more fervent and, after being summoned and refined, is all the more pure.

  Liu Yi was secretly pleased, but it was just a few pieces of glass cups. However, in this ancient world, they would be priceless treasures.

  Liu Yi was quite pleased with his own cleverness. However, what happened next made Liu Yi feel that something was amiss.

  Only to see the two heads of father and son, the bloody light on top even intensified tenfold in an instant, a stock of heavy death energy wrapped around the candle flame. The pressure almost extinguished the candle flame, and the faces of the two people reflected were like those of dead men.

  "Not good..."

  Liu Yi's heart skipped a beat as he thought that although the father and son originally still had a glimmer of hope, they might not have died, but now the Wang family father and son were completely without any chance of survival.

  And that aura of death was like a poisonous snake, crawling along the line of faith, spitting and hissing at Liu Yi as if it were about to pounce on its prey.

  "How could this be?" Liu Yi's face would have been covered in cold sweat if he had a physical body.

  Why would giving away a glass cup make the Wang family's luck ten times thicker and also put themselves in danger?

  Liu Yi calmed down and thought of a saying: "An innocent man is not guilty, but one who carries jade will be suspected."

  A hunter in the mountains suddenly took out a rare treasure, what kind of trouble would he stir up? Just thinking about it made Liu Yi almost go crazy.

  What if someone is suspicious of me and investigates all the way to myself?

  No wonder this dark energy would entangle itself on me. Fortunately, I have the ability to sense aura, otherwise I really wouldn't know what's happening until it's too late.

  However, by the time Liu Yi reacted, the father and son had already rushed down the mountain excitedly. Moreover, they were

  It seems that this father and son will stay in the temple, Liu Yi also has no way.

  What to do? What to do? Liu Yi was in a flurry. Should he flee from this temple?

  Just thinking about it, Liu Yi shuddered. Not to mention abandoning his only two followers. Even if he had once walked out of the temple for a night, after just a few steps, a gust of wind blew in, almost blowing his soul away.

  The soul is too fragile, and even escaping from this temple is not that simple a matter.

  What's going on? I'm doomed!

  Liu Yi made up his mind and waited for the sun to set that night. As the sky darkened, a mist rose from the statue.

  Liu Yi's body was wrapped in mist, his feet left the ground and floated towards the outside of the temple. The mist on his body was more than twice as thick as it had been at first.

  The mountains are windy, and as soon as I stepped out of the temple gate, another gust of mountain wind came. The dense fog outside Liu Yi's body rippled, but it didn't disperse.

  Obviously, Liu Yi had received incense offerings and his soul was more condensed than before.

  The wind comes to the mountain, the grass and trees are deep and quiet, and there are towering trees everywhere. Especially at night, the moonlight shines in, and everything is hazy and shadowy, as if ghosts are lurking everywhere.

  Liu Yi, even if he was a ghost himself, felt his heart racing and his flesh creeping as he floated along this mountain path. He was afraid that a ghostly figure with a pale face and bloodshot eyes would suddenly jump out from behind him.

  The village is located behind the mountain, halfway up the mountain. It's just a small village with dozens of households. As soon as it gets dark, they have dinner and go to bed early.

  It was around 8 or 9 o'clock in the evening, and there was no more movement inside. Kerosene is a precious thing for villagers, and ordinary families can't afford to use it, so they naturally go to bed early.