The old hunter turned to glance at Li Ping'an, who had said this.
"Easy for you to say. Every year, the local government office leads the people from several surrounding counties in worshipping the Mountain God. Who would dare oppose the government office?"
Li Ping'an nodded thoughtfully.
Then he heard the old hunter continue rambling. "Recently, that Mountain God actually said he wanted a wife."
"A wife? How does a Mountain God marry?"
"By sacrificing those innocent young girls, of course."
"That won't do. It violates human decency."
"If they say it can be done, then it can. Who would dare say a single word against it?"
The old hunter told Li Ping'an all this without any intention of asking him to root out evil.
At least in his eyes, although this man in blue robes was a cultivator,
his cultivation clearly wasn't particularly advanced.
After all, he still needed to eat ordinary food.
He even needed to stay in the old hunter's home.
The old hunter had once seen cultivators who needed neither food nor drink, having completely freed themselves from eating.
They could soar through the heavens and burrow through the earth. They were far more formidable.
And that Mountain God had been personally appointed by imperial decree, the lord of a mountain.
The two were as far apart as clouds and mud.
Li Ping'an pulled his clothes tighter around himself. "If that's true, the emperor of Great Shun is quite a fool."
"Perhaps someone's deceived him," the old hunter said. "Let's stop talking about that. The stew's ready."
Smiling, the old hunter gave Little Girl several large chunks of meat.
"Thank you~"
Little Girl raised her head, her large, round eyes darting about.
The old hunter beamed like a blooming flower.
Who could possibly dislike such an