In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

"Roar—" The other 23 people behind them didn't speak human words, but responded with tiger roars.

Under the leadership of Zi Lizheng, the 24-member team set off for Mount Pang.

The pigs and sheep were carried in the back, and the person holding the utensils did not move. The three in front were holding unburned incense, walking three steps and bowing, taking nine steps and kowtow, and entered the Pangshan Mountain Road mightily.

The three uncles and nephews watched in silence as the wine sacrifice team carried various offerings towards Pangshan. The dark clouds on the faces of Xiang Yu and Xiang An became thicker and thicker.

"Has anything strange happened in your village recently?" Zishu was still chatting.

"The strange thing is probably that our village's food is not growing." The young man looked lazy, but he sighed when he mentioned this, "Not only our village's food, the Yang family next door, and other In the Wu family in Shanbei, the food is not growing anymore, and the three Lizheng are almost dying."

"The crops don't grow anymore." Zi Shu frowned, "Why doesn't it grow?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because Lizheng thinks Shanjun is unhappy, so he just moved up this year's wine festival?" The young man regained his casual expression and scratched his head, "Wait for Lizheng and they come down. , talk to them."

"Well, thank you." Zishu nodded in thanks, with a mild smile on his face.

Going back, Zishu sighed.

"How is it, did you hear anything?" Xiang Liang asked when he saw Zishu approaching, holding his chest.

"Well, Master Hui, the crops in the nearby villages don't seem to be growing anymore. This should be the weirdest information I got when I chatted just now." Zishu folded his hands and replied.

"The crops are not growing anymore? Let's go and have a look." Xiang Liang's eyes flashed with surprise, he pondered for a moment, and looked at Xiang Yu and Xiang An with a gloomy face.

"Huh? Ah, good." Xiang An's attention was always on Pangshan, and when he heard Xiang Liang call him, he answered quickly.

Xiang Liang frowned slightly when he looked at the expressions of the brothers, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The middle-aged man with a long sword on his back arrived late, and happened to watch the four Xiang family pass by. It seemed that the village was still lively, so he leaned over.

The four Xiang family walked out of the village and came to the field.

"It's really not that long. I didn't notice this abnormal because I was in a hurry before." Crouching on the field ridge, Xiang Liang felt that things were getting tricky.

"Uncle, what should we do now?" Xiang Yu approached Xiang Liang and asked.

Xiang An was still turning his head to look at Pang Shan.

"Now this matter is not just about the two of you." Xiang Liang stood up and looked at Xiang Yu, "If the crops don't grow long, it means that there will be no harvest at the end of autumn."

"If the village does not produce food, think about the situation."

"This." Zishu frowned.

After a little pondering, Xiang Liang said, "When we go back, we have to talk to Liu Jinan."

Turning his head to look at Zijia Village, Xiang Liang's eyes showed a little anxiety: "No matter what I say, this place used to be my Chu land, and that person is a commoner of the Chu country. As the last surplus of the Chu country, I can't Watch the people of Chu starve to death."

"Your Majesty is righteous." Zishu had nothing more to say, and handed over his hands full of emotion.

The wine festival team climbed along the steep mountain road.

Even on this rugged mountain road, the three lizheng headed by them are three steps and one bow, nine steps and one knock, and the progress is slow toward the Shanjun Temple on the top of the mountain.

They were very loud.

After all, it is an annual event, and it should be huge.

But what such a huge step awakened was not the Shanjun who the people of Pangxia Sancun believed in.

but something else.

In that Shanjun Cave mansion, the colorful tiger was still lying there.

But it was extremely weak.

The muscles in his back had dried up, and he was heaving with heavy breathing.

The black air was wrapped around Shan Jun's body.

The shouts of the wine festival team had already come and entered Shan Jun's ears.

hum-

The skinny tiger suddenly opened his eyes.

"Roar"

Xiang Yu and Xiang An turned around violently at the same time and glared angrily at the top of Pang Mountain.

"elder brother!"

"go!"

After a very brief exchange, the two brothers ran wildly along the field and ran towards Pangshan.

Leaving behind Xiang Liang and Zishu with blank faces.

=== Chapter [-] The cloud does not follow the dragon but follows the tiger ===

It's raining.

As soon as Na Shanjun opened his black eyes, a cloud appeared.

There is a saying that the cloud follows the dragon and the wind follows the tiger. Now that the situation has come together, the only possibility left is weirdness.

"Hey! The two of you!" Xiang Liang shouted when he saw Xiang Yu and Xiang An suddenly burst into flight, stunned for a moment.

But the brothers were not stopped by Xiang Liang's words at all, and they were still running wildly. The dry land raised a huge wall of dust because of the two brothers' running.

"Sir!?" Zishu was a little overwhelmed, and was completely lost in the lake by Xiang Yu and Xiang An.

Xiang Liang was also a little numb, his eyes flickered and he thought quickly: "You wait here, I'll chase them brothers!"

After saying that, he started running, but his speed was not as fast as Xiang Yu, let alone Xiang An.

"Huh? The rain is so strange." The middle-aged man frowned, smelling a strange smell in the air.

Very strange taste.

The brothers Xiang Yu and Xiang An had already reached the foot of the Pang Mountain and started climbing.

Of course

The moment the brothers stepped into Pangshan, black air came out from the ground.

"Charm!" Xiang An roared loudly, pulled out the bronze sword from his waist, glared angrily, and slashed with the sword at the same time.

Before the demon was condensed and formed, it was scattered by Xiang An's sword.

However, the surrounding ground is still bubbling with black air, and more ghosts are about to take shape.

"Isn't this thing said to be born in a place with sufficient spiritual energy? Could it be that this place is a spiritual meridian?" As he said something, Xiang An gritted his teeth and took a step back.

"Who knows." Xiang Yu also drew out his bronze sword, with a fierce look in his eyes, "We can't be stopped here by this group of things, solve it quickly!"

"Got it!"

The two separated, kicking the evergreen tree at the foot of the mountain and jumping up the mountain, killing while running.

"Hey! The two of you!" Xiang Liang had already chased to the foot of the mountain. Looking at the scene in the mountain, he was stunned in place as soon as he called the two of them.

This - black gas?

"Uncle!?" Xiang An turned his head and glanced at it, but a negligence was exploited by a ghost, and a wound was drawn on his chest.

"Don't be careless, what are we comparing now?" Xiang Yu frowned and wanted to remind Xiang An, but he didn't know what he wanted to say. He stopped, and after blinking twice, he could only say, "Anyway, take care of it. Be good to yourself!"

"It doesn't matter! This little injury - it doesn't get in the way at all!" Xiang An smashed the monster that attacked him with a backhand sword, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xiang Yu! What's the situation here? These things?" Xiang Liang gritted his teeth, and also chased up the mountain, asking Xiang Yu loudly.

"Don't ask, uncle, what is there on the mountain!" Xiang Yu replied with a frown.

"The two of us have to solve it!" Xiang An also shouted and replied, "That thing, that thing—we have to solve it!"

"Aren't you two little brats—?" Xiang Liang also drew out his bronze sword to fight, but he was still in a very dazed state, "Didn't you say that you haven't been to Pangshan, and you don't know the cause and effect?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the two brothers were pedaling at the root of the evergreen tree, with one hand touching the ground, and only the top of Pangshan Mountain could be seen in their eyes.

"Let's talk later!!!"

With this effort, the brothers didn't care about these charms anymore, and jumped and ran wildly on the mountain of Pangshan, leaving Xiang Liang who was even more dazed.

"Me?" Xiang Liang became numb as he looked at the large group of ghosts surrounding him.

The rain has fallen.

Zibo's ears moved, he heard the sound of rain hitting the ground, and frowned slightly.

Is it raining?

I have participated in more than 30 Tiger Lord wine festivals, and I have been the officiant of the Tiger Lord wine festival more than ten times, but I have never seen rain on this wine festival.

Could it be that something happened to Shan Jun and his old man?

Kneel down, kowtow, and stand up again.

Zibo pondered without saying anything, his lower lip trembled slightly, and continued to lead the team.

No, don't think about it, boss of the Zi family, don't think about it.

Shanjun, his old man is a mountain god, who has sheltered the three villages at the foot of Pang Mountain for more than a hundred years. How could there be a problem with such a divine power!

I must have been overly concerned. It’s just a coincidence that it hasn’t rained before. Besides, this year’s Tiger King Wine Festival is ahead of schedule, not on the first day of June. Isn't it normal.

Even though he thought so, Zibo's face under the mask of the Tiger Sovereign was already covered in cold sweat.

Not only him, but the entire wine festival team felt flustered and sweated.

A natural vision, they can see from the mask of the Tiger Lord Servant, this day, it is very dark, and it is so dark that people can't breathe.

The pigs and sheep that were still alive were howling desperately, and the chickens, ducks and geese were also flapping their wings frantically, trying to escape from the grass cage.

A gust of wind suddenly blew down from the top of the mountain, as if it could blow the soul of a person out of the body. It was cold to the bone and strangely cold.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A low-pitched tiger roar, accompanied by the wind, reached the ears of the wine festival team. In this dark forest, it made people's knees go weak.

Some people have really weak knees and want to kneel down.

"Don't kneel!" Zibo noticed that someone wanted to kneel, but without turning his head, he said loudly, "Shanjun is on top, the rules of the wine sacrifice are three steps, one bow, nine steps, and one knock. Where is Shanjun and his old man!?"