Mu Ge'er heard this without any doubt and said jokingly, "You finally understand how good Brother Heng is."
Wang Jin smiled shyly, thinking of the animal bones he saw this morning. Those animal bones were the man’s ancestors, and somehow they became the animal gods of the Danmu tribe…
He lowered his brows and thought for a while, then asked, "Amu, actually this morning, Brother Heng and I went to the Beast Mountain and saw a large animal skeleton..."
"You saw the Beast God!" Mu Ge'er's eyes lit up instantly: "How was it? Was the Beast God very majestic?"
Wang Jin thought back to the skeleton and nodded woodenly. It was indeed true. If it were covered in flesh and blood, it would be quite majestic.
However, no matter how majestic it looks, people in the tribe should know that it is just a skeleton of an animal, not a god.
As if seeing Wang Jin's confusion, Mu Ge'er took the initiative to explain: "The so-called Beast God is actually related to Brother Heng."
"?" Wang Jin asked in confusion.
What does this have to do with men
Mu Ge'er explained: "When we first came here with Brother Heng, we didn't have the habit of worshipping the Beast Mountain. But Brother Heng went there every day for a while..."
“At that time, Brother Heng had just saved our people. We were from the ancient White Tiger Wing Clan and had a very high prestige in the tribe. A place that could make him kneel down and worship devoutly must be an extraordinary place. At that time, people in the tribe said that it was a sacred mountain and there must be gods on it… A few brave ones went up first… After they went up, they saw an oversized tiger skeleton with wings still spread out. It was majestic and awe-inspiring. Except for the lack of flesh and skin, it looked just like a living being, just like the god who guards the beast tribe… Those people were shocked by the skeleton and came back to tell everyone, and everyone determined that it was the beast god.”
"..." It turned out to be like this. The man worshipped devoutly just because he was his tribesman and his ancestor... He didn't expect that he would become a god in the eyes of the people of the Danmu tribe...
"By the way, Ajin, you saw the Beast God, but did you see the stone cave? Is it full of beautiful stones, colorful and particularly beautiful?" Mu Ge'er asked, pulling Wang Jin aside.
Wang Jin recalled the dazzling cave and nodded, "...very colorful."
As for beautiful... it would be more appropriate to say magnificent.
Mu Ge'er said with longing: "Ah, I really want to go up and take a look."
Wang Jin looked a little strange when he heard this: "Amu, you haven't been there?"
Mu Ge'er shook his head in disappointment: "It's dangerous for my Ayuan to go up alone. If he takes me with him, I'm afraid he will get hurt."
Wang Jin suddenly remembered that Mu Ge'er had said that there were many ferocious beasts on the Beast Mountain and it was very dangerous to go up there. However, this time the man took him up there, and they skipped the dangerous forest...
Chapter 43
"Actually, there's nothing to see." Especially when he saw the ashes covering the stone walls, the heaviness was so overwhelming that it made him feel breathless. Wang Jin lowered his eyes.
Mu Ge'er couldn't understand the heaviness that Wang Jin felt. He said unhappily, "You're saying that because you saw it! Those stones filling the entire cave must be very beautiful, and the majestic figure of the beast god... If I could just take a look at it... I'd be satisfied."