Di Village is a small village with only a few dozen households, but the temple is surprisingly large, covering an area that is almost half of Di Village, located in the northernmost part of the village, with the temple standing against the mountain.

This ancestral temple is not like other ancestral temples in general, red door glazed tiles, it is gray-brown throughout, I don't know what kind of materials the predecessors of Di Village used to build, giving people a feeling of depression. Judging from the mottled traces of the ancestral temple, it is extremely ancient, and the old people in the village said that this ancestral temple has existed since the first generation of their ancestors made a fortune, and has accompanied the people of Di Village for generations.

In front of the ancestral temple is a square, made of bluestone, there is a circular altar in the middle of its square, about four or five meters high, there are four round pillars standing around, with a kind of stone not stone, like jade and not jade material to build the length is about four or five meters, the center of the altar is engraved with a complex pattern, which is obscure, and has experienced countless wind and rain, the pattern has long been unable to distinguish what it is, and it is blurred.

There is also an eight-sided position underneath it, all of which are engraved with intricate patterns, just the size of an adult sitting cross-legged.

This altar has not been used for a long time, firstly, the pattern on the altar has long been blurred, and secondly, the altar's memorial rites have not been handed down. I heard the old man say that in ancient times, villagers were often attacked by fierce beasts at night, and when the villagers held a memorial ceremony, they could obtain the protection of the wind demon and avoid the danger.

The stairs of the ancestral temple are also paved with bluestone, and the main gate is engraved with some strange patterns, such as birds, trees, molten slurry, etc., and four words are engraved on the plaque above: "Wind Demon Temple". The four-character iron painting silver hook, sonorous and powerful, looks like a fantasy feeling, not like it is carved up, but as if it has been printed by some kind of force.

In particular, the word "wind demon" is more evil, and it will confuse people's minds after a long time, and the adults in the village have told children that these two words can only be glanced at in a hurry from a distance, and they must not be seen close or look at it for too long, otherwise they may be restless and go crazy.

The ancestral temple of Di Village is not dedicated to gods, but to demons, if outsiders know this, they still think that this small village is a "demon religion". Thinking of the gray-brown ancestral temple before, I figured it out, this seems to belong to the style of "magic".

The Wind Demon Temple is the important place of Di Village, and it is generally only open when paying homage to the "Wind Demon" or discussing major events.

At this time, some people gathered in the ancestral temple, most of them were men from Di Village, and they entered the hall and continued to wait for the others to arrive.

The ancestral temple hall is very large, more than enough to accommodate these people, on the wall in front of it, there is a huge statue carved overlooking all living beings, what makes people strange is that this statue is obviously close at hand, but it can't see clearly, and it is blocked by a gray thing, like a moat every other day.

Below is a shrine with the word Wind Demon inscribed on it, and below the shrine is a large offering table, on which is curling with green smoke and candlelight, and various tributes are placed.

After a quarter of an hour, everyone arrived, and there were some old people of the same generation as the village chief, who were in good spirits, and came to the temple to worry about the affairs of the village. Everyone, led by Di Ren, bowed in the direction of the shrine and then stood up. Di Shan, Di Qingyang, Huzi, and a few people who went out in the morning stood at the forefront one after another, and they had the most say in this matter.

Outside, a group of children were probing their brains at the gate, curious about what the adults inside were saying, and Di Hu was also mixed in, and the adults had no intention of disciplining them at the moment, and they all looked at the village chief quietly, waiting for him to speak.

Di Ren said directly: "According to what Qing Yang said, the one who killed our two compatriots and shot Di Shan's eyes was a sharpshooter, not from Liucun. ”

"Yes, we've never seen this man in Liucun before," replied Huzi, who was not tall but burly like a fierce bear.

Di Ren said: "In the end, it was the forbidden technique used by Di Shan that defeated the archer, Di Shan, how do you feel now." ”

Di Shan's face was pale at this time, slightly sickly, thinking that it was a side effect of the forbidden technique, he replied: "Now I feel weak all over my body, and I can't use the strength of my empty body, but the rest is fine." "He is an iron and bright man, eight feet tall, and has a strong physique, but now he is less than half a day, but he is like suffering from a serious illness, which makes a group of clan elders sigh.

"Hey!" Di Ren sighed and said slowly: "I only passed on the forbidden technique to you in the whole village, and I also told you not to use it easily unless you had to, but the situation at that time was dangerous, if you didn't use it, I am afraid that all of them would be shot to death by the archer one by one, we are not pedantic people, so it is no wonder that you." Saying that, a sad look appeared on his old face, "It's just that this forbidden technique is a secret method handed down from ancient times, and if it is known by outsiders and coveted it, I am afraid it will cause a lot of disasters." ”

Everyone was silent, and they heard that people outside could cultivate, and it was extremely powerful, and it was not something that ordinary people could compete with.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became cold, and when the village chief saw this, he "coughed", pulled everyone's thoughts back, and soothed: "You don't have to panic, who can say for sure what will happen in the future, isn't Shan'er killing the archers! The rest of the people of Liucun who escaped also live in the Great Wilderness, and like us, they may not be able to spread to the outside world." ”

When everyone heard this, their faces softened.

"Village chief, please look," Di Shan took the bone bow he brought and handed it to Di Ren.

"What is this?" Di Ren asked, taking the bone arch and staring at it with his eyes, his withered fingers rubbing lightly against it.

The weight of the bone arch is not very heavy, crystal clear, emitting a little radiance, engraved with lines, and clear streaks. The bowstring is made of gold wire, and the string is also wrapped in a thin halo of light, and the gold shines. The village chief stretched out two fingers and flicked them, and the bowstring did not move at all, as safe as a rock, like a god-shaking needle.

The crowd was shocked that their arms were not able to use the bone bow to an astonishing degree.

"Treasures. ”

Di Ren pondered deeply, pondered for a long time, and spit out two words.

As soon as the word "treasure" came out, the originally silent temple suddenly became noisy, and everyone was dumbfounded and discussed, staring at the bone arch and leaving their eyes.

A clan elder couldn't help but ask, "Is this really a treasure?"

They have never seen the treasure weapon with their own eyes in their lives, but the ancient books in the village have recorded that the treasure weapon is not an ordinary weapon, it is condensed by the monk in the body when he has cultivated to a certain level, and it has incredible power.

Even if they have never left the Great Wilderness, they are well aware of the preciousness of treasures, which are the most coveted in the outside world, often causing large-scale battles and raging mercilessly.

The villagers of Di Village were not excited because they got the rare treasure, but they were dazed and at a loss, they were a weak village, and they could not protect this bone bow at all.

After a long time, Di Qingyang asked tentatively, "Village Chief, what should we do with this treasure?"

Di Cun pondered for a long time, and said: "The treasure is a psychic artifact, which can be used by very many people, and it is a little reluctant to discard it directly, so let's call all the strong and healthy men in my village, if anyone can pull this bow, let him use it for the time being, if no one pulls it, find a hidden place and still drop it, how about it?"

"Good!"

As soon as the words of the village fell, a group of brave men echoed them, as a man, who doesn't want to have a weapon of his own, even if he doesn't use it, his face is very glorious.

"In that case, let's try the bow on the sidelines," Di Ren said, stroking his beard.

A group of people left the temple and came to the square, and a small group followed behind the adults' buttocks.

The square was full of people, and some women and children stopped their farm work and rushed to see the excitement, hoping that their man would pull the bone bow.

A group of children squeezed into the center, looking at it with wide eyes like a curious baby, and Di Hu's small figure was also among them, thoughtfully, Min'er may not have come today because of Daddy's death.

Di Ren stood at the center point, raised the bone bow in his hand high, and said loudly: "Which of you will come first." ”

"I'll come first," a man walked out of the crowd, the tiger's back was the tiger's waist, he took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles, and held the bone arch in one hand.

"Daddy, come on!" Someone among the children cheered for his daddy, it was the child who was called the little fat man by Di Hu before.

Huzi took a breath and brewed all his strength, after all, this is a treasure weapon, and he didn't dare to make any intentions, and the onlookers seemed to hold their breath very tacitly, not daring to make a sound, and quietly waiting for Huzi to draw the bow.

Huzi's arms were thick and hideous, one hand held the back of the bow, and the other two fingers stretched out to hook the bowstring, and suddenly pulled, only a trace of shaking, the bowstring only slightly bent a little, there was no change, ten seconds later, Huzi panted, willing to give up.

While returning the bone bow to Di Ren, he smiled and said, "It is worthy of a treasure, my tiger can lift three hundred catties of stones with both hands, but he can't pull this bow and arrow." "After all, it's a treasure, and it's not a shame to not be able to pull it.

Then more than a dozen people came up to try the bow, but they were all like Huzi, they could only shake the bone arch a little, and they were far away from pulling the full difference, and all the men were depressed.

"Brother Shan, you can also go up and try it," Di Qingyang said, all the middle-aged men present had tried, and Di Shan was the only one left.

"Yes, Di Shan, you have the greatest strength in our village, and it is very likely that you will pull this bow," Huzi said, his eyes lit up.

Di Hu in the crowd watched the clansmen take turns to test the bow, the blood in his body was boiling, his eyes were longing, and he had the urge to try the bow as well.

At this time, seeing his father walk out, the pale color on his face had not faded, he sighed, and thought: "If my father had not used the forbidden technique, there was still hope to pull this bow, and now that he is weak, I am afraid that there is no hope." ”

Sure enough, as Di Hu thought, Di Shan also failed, and even inferior to the previous few people, the bowstring did not move at all.

Di Shan smiled bitterly and handed the bow to Di Ren, who patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Di Shan, you go down first!"

Seeing his father like this, Di Hu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart and clenched his fists.

Di Ren looked around and said, "Since no one pulls this bow, pick it up and throw it away as I said before, Qingyang, you find the edge of the mountain in the afternoon and throw it away!"

Everyone was relieved, although the treasure is precious, but the pros and cons are worth and about, and no one in the village pulls this bow, and it is a bit chicken in the village, and everyone has no discussion if it is thrown away.

"Village chief, uncles, uncles, let me try it too!" Just as everyone was about to disperse, a childish voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone was surprised for a while, and the voice sounded like a child, and their eyes looked at it in unison, and it was Di Hu, who was only four or five years old, who spoke.

A group of people laughed, as if they were amused by Di Hu, people adults can't shake this bone arch for half a minute, let alone a stinky child, Huzi quipped: "Little fox, if you can really pull, you are born with divine power!

Di Shan looked serious and said, "Di Hu, don't make trouble." ”

Di Hu stuck out his tongue at him, then looked at Di Ren, and pleaded in a pleading tone: "Grandpa the village chief, just let me try! ”

"Yes, the village chief, just give him a try," before Di Ren could speak, someone in the village spoke for Di Hu, of course, they didn't think that Di Hu could really pull the bone bow, just idle and boring, and took Di Hu for fun.

Di Ren saw that Di Hu insisted on trying, so he had to obey the child's wishes and handed the bone bow to Di Hu.