Qin Feng was frightened and incontinent.

"Small earthen bags, dense thatch, five feet deep, this is the tomb of a saint?" he did not believe.

The old sage stood under the small earthen bag, did not set foot, he said solemnly: "This is the outermost area of the ancient holy forbidden land, there are many deserted graves here, and a large part of them only has a few stones left, which are piled up messily, if you don't pay attention, you will ignore them. ”

"Only saints can be buried in coffins around the ancient holy forbidden land, and saints are not qualified under them. ”

Qin Feng choked, he hurriedly lifted his pants and apologized to the small dirt bag under his feet: "Sage, don't be surprised, I'm a junior, I don't have long eyes, disturbing your retreat." ”

"I've been breaking my stomach for the past few days, and somehow, I can't bear it anymore when I get here. ”

"Water is the source of life, and the birds of man sound filthy, but in fact it is not, and in the years of drought in the mortal world, they even drink-"

He also wanted to say a few words begging for forgiveness, but there was a desire to urinate, and the impurities were not cleared.

The young man clutched his stomach and wanted to go down from the hill and find a secluded place to make it convenient.

He looked up, and then he noticed that in this area, there were many small dirt bags like this, and in some places they were even densely packed and overlapped.

He was in a cemetery.

Qin Feng's tongue was knotted and he whispered, "This ...... These are all saints' graves?"

He saw a small dirt slope, with only three and a half large stones left, and the rest were ashes, rooted in handfuls of artemisia grass;

There was a tomb in front of him on the left, the center was sunken, and there was a small jar of water in it, and there were several tadpoles playing in the water, and one of the tadpoles suddenly opened its big mouth and devoured the others, and a frog returned to the puddle, and saw that there was only one tadpole left, and was very sad, but the tadpole opened its mouth again and swallowed the frog with a whin;

To the southeast of him were several small earthen bags, no more than four feet high, and above the mound lay some broken earthen pots, mostly broken and unlided, made of clay.

The clay pots were stacked on top of many small dirt bags, and a lot of water accumulated in the clay pots, emitting an unpleasant smell.

"There are urinals there, presumably for people who come and go in the forbidden place, so that the saint's tomb will not be defiled, which is very convenient. Qin Feng set off and prepared to go to the batch of broken crockpots.

Suddenly, a large eagle fell from the sky, with snake patterns, tortoise shells on its big back, dark blue, extremely heavy, and cloud patterns on its abdomen, so that the eagle eagle has amazing speed and can soar high in the sky.

Judging at the bottom of the clay pot was a large black snake, about the thickness of an arm, trembling under the shadow of the eagle eagle.

Just as the eagle swooped down, its claws about to grab the black snake, a strong black arm stretched out from the broken clay pot, and the black water flowing from the arm was extremely disgusting.

The arm gripped the eagle's neck with precision, preventing it from diving.

"Ang!" the eagle owl was frightened, and a deafening moan was heard, the tone was high and open, similar to the dragon's groan.

The tortoiseshell pattern on the eagle's back swirls and covered his whole body in a matter of moments, and he had an amazing defense with the help of tortoiseshell.

The eagle pecked at the black arm, and its mouth spat out a cloud of white and brilliant light, filled with a holy breath, trying to corrode it

Just ominous arms.

The realm of the eagle eagle is very high, only one step away from the holy beast, and it is a terrifying desolate beast in the outside world, which can cause a city disaster.

Buzz rumble......

Suddenly, all the broken crockpots in the vicinity shook, and the water in the crockpots boiled and changed.

A head poked out of a clay pot, opened its mouth, and bit off one of the eagle's wings, which were stronger than iron stone, and the skull had good teeth, crunching and chewing, and sparks splashed in its mouth.

With a thud, the skull chewed ninety-three times, swallowing the eagle's iron wings mixed with hot iron juice.

There was also a clay pot, from which flew an eyeball, glued to the eagle's back, and a mouth grew on the eyeball, constantly gnawing on the eagle's muscles, as swallowing a large amount of flesh, the eyeball grew bigger and bigger, from the normal size of the eyeball, to the size of a fist.

After sucking more than half of the eagle's essence blood, the eyeballs grew to the size of a skull, and a mouth expanded more than twice as much.

"Hiccup......

The eyeballs were so full that he couldn't help but burp, and he fell off the eagle owl and slowly retreated.

He swelled too much, and in the process of squeezing into the crockpot, he got stuck in the halfway, and the mouth of the crockpot was only half the size of his body, and he could not enter it smoothly.

"Ahh

The eyeballs opened their mouths, spitting out most of the blood of the eagle that had been swallowed, and when his mouth was closed, it was like a long filament, and when he opened his mouth, it was like an abyss.

Spit out large chunks of flesh and blood, his eyeballs shrinking in size, and he squeezed a few more inches into the crockpot, but he was still far from being completely inside.

His eyes hung down, and he was extremely reluctant to open his big mouth and spit out three or four more pieces of flesh.

He squeezed hard, and finally entered the crockpot, and the sound of plopping was heard, and his eyes disappeared into the stagnant water of the crockpot.

There was also a large tongue jumping out of a clay pot, and he jumped out of the crockpot with pitch-black water stuck to his whole body, smashed it to the ground, and rolled his tongue, sweeping away the flesh and blood spit out from his eyes.

The tongue is like a black blanket, and there are dense suckers on the surface, and those suckers absorb the flesh and blood of the eagle eagle cleanly, and it is only after a tsk that it returns to the crockpot.

Sou.

A handful of hair swept out of the clay pot, it looked like a pitch-black flying knife, and the sound of the eagle owl was heard, and the body of the eagle eagle was cut into many pieces.

The nearby clay pot shook even more violently, and stumps continued to jump out of it, ingesting as much flesh as possible from the eagle, devouring it, and then returning to the jar.

An eagle owl that had cultivated to be close to a holy beast was eaten by some broken clay pots, and only some broken bones remained.

Finally, five more broken crockpots shook, and those five crockpots were the most broken, leaving only one base, and the body of the pot was gone.

The black ants crawled out of the five clay pots, covering the remaining bones of the eagle, and a creaking sound came out, and the skeleton was quickly gnawed clean.

At this point, the traces of the eagle owl's existence disappeared. The great black snake escaped from the abyss of death, and he continued to wrap around the crockpot and dozed off.

Qin Feng's eyes widened, he had no intention of urinating.

"Those broken earthen pots are hiding such strange things, soaked in stumps!"

Qin Feng's back was cold, and he was afraid for a while, if it wasn't for the eagle eagle to show up to catch the black snake, he would go to the crockpot to pee, and at that time, he might be eaten!

"Why is that black snake not in danger? The stump in the clay pot, even the eagle with tortoiseshell veins has eaten it cleanly, but the big snake is far inferior, but it boldly hovers beside the crockpot and does not die?"

Qin Feng stared at the big black snake, and the big no snake also stared at him.

Big black snake provocation: "Hiss ......"

"The realm of the black snake is not high, it is in the realm of the beast emperor, it should be impure, and it knows the ominous existence in the crockpot!"

The old sage walked around the small earthen bag and walked in front of Qin Feng, he muttered: "That's the corpse jar, it's a strange clay kneading. ”

"Those corpse parts, will only eat the food that comes into contact with the saint, suck the essence of the Holy Spirit, that big black snake, in the eyes of the corpse parts, there is no doubt that there is a bunch of impurities, and there is no benefit after swallowing. ”

Qin Feng suddenly said: "The big black snake knows that its strength is insufficient, and it is parasitic and next to the corpse jar, in this dangerous forbidden area, it has gained vitality, and it is very safe before the holy beast!"

"Old saint, are all the stumps hidden in the corpse jar from the big tomb below? ”

Cracking sound.

Suddenly, a fire ignited on the ground under his feet, and this fire spread around the little cardinal, spreading in an instant.

The surrounding artemisia grass was deep and was burned by the fire.

The little cardinal diffused the power of the sun, sheltering Qin Feng and the old sage, and the fire was fierce, but it couldn't get close.

The artemisia grass was burned clean, and the fire spontaneously ignited without roots, and it took a long time to completely extinguish it, burning off a thin layer of soil from the small soil bag.

Qin Feng was shocked: "Little Cardinal, what you urinated on is not water, but fire?"

Cardinal nodded.

Qin Feng was shocked, and immediately took a few steps back, came to the small earthen bag, and knelt down: "The saint atoned for his sins, and my younger generations were ignorant, not only trampling on your coffin, but also burning your grave grass." ”

Qin Feng was very flustered, from the previous broken clay pots, he had already understood that this place was not so simple, under every inconspicuous earthen bag, there was a saint, an existence that he could not provoke.

Qin Feng sincerely apologized, he made up his mind to follow the old sage, and resolutely no longer acted independently.

The little cardinal knew that he was in trouble, so he obediently fell to Qin Feng's side, touched the ground with his head, and apologized.

Qin Feng felt that it was not enough, so he took out some paper boats, flower candles, and gold ingots from his body and put them on the grave.

He lit the candles and stood on both sides of the mound, threw out the gold ingots, burned the paper boats, and threw the ashes onto the mound.

He apologized for his sins for a long time, and when he saw that the grave did not react, he asked the old sage behind him: "The owner of the tomb does not speak, has he forgiven me?"

"These strong men suppressed an era, and their minds were amazingly big, and they could hold the boat in their stomachs, and they didn't seem to be comparable. ”

Qin Feng kowtowed: "There are a large number of saints, and they will definitely live for another 10,000 years......"

As he kowtowed, a voice came from inside the tomb, which was terrifying, and the old saint, who was accustomed to seeing big scenes, took several steps back.

"Since you pee on me, come in and sleep with me. ”

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Strongest Truth and Taoism" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~