Ancient God: Becoming a Qiang on the Tip of the Tongue

[Fantasy] [Cthulhu Mythos] [Classic of Mountains and Seas] [No System] [Two Female Leads]

"On the day of Ji Mao, the diviner asks: Should a small goat-man be steamed as a sacrifice to the old lady Fu Hao?"

"It means the diviner is asking whether to offer a steamed 'little goat-man' to Grandma Fu Hao."

Hearing the dark joke from a blogger explaining oracle bone inscriptions, the boy laughed until he could barely breathe.

Who could have guessed that next, he would transmigrate into his favorite "little goat-man"?

What a disastrous start.

And that wasn't all. This world was different from the Shang Dynasty he knew.

With shamans and sorcerers truly existing, and the familiar gods of the Shang Dynasty taking on an eerie aspect, Xin could only feel his understanding of the world crumbling around him.

"You're telling me that fleshy mountain covered in white stuff and tentacles is Fumu, the mountain goddess of the Shang pantheon?

"You're telling me that this bird, which is impossible to make sense of and likes to steal the heads of beautiful women for its own use, is the owl goddess Muhuan?

"I put up with all the ridiculous stuff before, but now you're telling me that this thing made of geometric patterns leaping off painted pottery is a god too?

"So, what does this bronze tripod do? I mean, there's only one way to find out."

And so the boy, now named Xin, tore off one of Fumu's tentacles and stole a little of her power.

Well, this is all a bit strange... Anyway, he should figure out how to survive in this world first, and worry about his ambitions later.