When he returned to the room, he was distraught and found that there was still an oiled paper bag in the bag, the oily paper bag that he picked up from the temple in his dream.

Spread out the oil paper bag, a small wooden tablet engraved with a crooked unfamiliar word, I don't know if it is an oracle bone hieroglyph or what seal, font, he casually took a picture and sent it to He Tiankun on WeChat: What is this?

Lying on the bed, he also had to think of the strange things in Dongming Mountain, a house dripping blood for a while, and a stone pile of blooming poppies for a while.

"Little demon, he should know something." After thinking about it, he got up and took the porcelain piece and the demon refining pot to the stairwell to find the little demon.

But the demon, it seems to be missing, since Mo Wuwen left Dongming Mountain, I have never seen the little demon again, the stairwell, the elevator can no longer hear the voice of the little demon, Mo Wuwen feels a little unaccustomed.

Open WeChat, He Tiankun replied to the message: It looks like a Taoist symbol, the talisman is three three points parallel, this is the three Qings on behalf of Taoism: Yuan Shi Tianzun, Daode Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, the talisman is non decane water, the divinity of non decane water represents the Xuanwu Emperor Jun by the Nine Dragons Baoyu Chariot, commanding 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, parading the Three Realms, exercising the position of the governor of the Three Realms, and the age of the Fu foot is long and vague and uncertain what it is.

"Oh." Mo Wuwen was confused, and could only reply simply.

"What a ghost legend, what a ghostly demon, only the heron eagle is singing in the gloom......" The mobile phone ringed.

"It's the damn bell again, I'll change it later." Mo Wuwen frowned and picked up the phone, "Hey." ”

"Where did you find that wooden tablet?"

"It was taken in Dongmingshan." Mo Wuwen made up a reason at will.

"Dongmingshan? I'm about to ask you for help, and I don't have to carry some tools up the mountain for a day, which is not heavy. ”

"Where are you going?"

"It's Dongming Mountain, it is said that there are celadon kiln ruins in that mountain range, let's try our luck."

"I, I'm not going." Dongmingshan was his nightmare, and he didn't want to relive the old nightmare.

Lying on the bed, Wuwen turned on the TV to watch the city's news, just to report on the leading cadres of the municipal party committee inspecting the work of the hospital, and when the camera turned to the corridor, Weiwuwen actually saw the water!

What's going on, Shui Sheng is indeed in the hospital, that is, his wife is lying, what Liu Bo said may be the truth, but there is indeed a pile of rocks next to the willow tree, and there are so many thoughts that Mo Wuwen changed his mind and picked up his mobile phone and called He Tiankun, "What time will I go to Dongmingshan tomorrow." ”

"Leave around six o'clock, come back before dark, you wait for us downstairs in your house."

Since placing the demon refining pot on the table, nothing strange has happened at home, and the night is peaceful.

In the early morning of the next day, driving on the rugged mountain road, I asked curiously, "Dongming Mountain is so big, this kiln site must be in the deep mountains and valleys where people are rare, how can I find it?" “

"The place where the dragon kiln was built was chosen by Mr. Feng Shui." When He Tiankun replied to him, his eyes were always staring at the road, not daring to be distracted.

"Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain while I am waiting for you, I know this about celadon." Mo Wuwen thinks it's not bad to set the phone ringtone to this song.

"Blue and white porcelain is not celadon." Shangguan Chiji, who had been silent, suddenly threw out a sentence.

"Oh, I don't know."

In fact, it is the legend of celadon: when the Nine Heavens Xuannu was in the mortal world, her name was Ye Qingji, and her father could not fire the perfect celadon that the emperor wanted. The emperor ordered that if he could not burn any more celadon to his satisfaction, he would kill his entire family. ”

"And then she threw herself into the fire, isn't it, I've heard the legend."

During that firing process, Ye Qingji threw herself into the kiln fire and sacrificed herself to the kiln, and finally burned the celadon requested by the emperor. From then on, the Nine Heavens Xuannu became the god who protected the firing of celadon, and the potters would worship her before firing the kiln. ”

"It's a poignant legend."

"Wuwen, have you found your porcelain shard?"

"You don't go to the village." Mo Wuwen changed the topic and prevaricated in the past.

"We have to go around the village, we have to rush back before dark, I heard that the night of Dongming Mountain is full of demonic spirit."

"Lao He, do you also believe these statements?" Mo Wuwen tried to hide his inner turmoil.

"It is better to believe what it has than to believe that it is not."

"The ruins of the Heavenly Master Temple are near the entrance of the village." In fact, Mo Wuwen still wanted to see if it was a house or a stone pile next to the willow tree.

"Lao He, turn around, let's go take a look." Shangguan Chi Zhen's words, He Tiankun had to listen.

They stood in the ruins of the Heavenly Master Temple and watched around, but there was silence except for the awakening of the cries of the gnats.

"This is the legendary Temple of the Heavenly Master? Nothing, come here, you see that the words engraved on this stone are similar to the pictures you took. Lao He hurriedly shouted to the end of the ignorance.

The three words are indeed exactly the same.

"You shot it here?"

"Lao He, no, it seems to have been taken on the stone pile next to the willow tree in front, and I don't remember clearly." Mo Wuwen didn't know why he blurted out such a reason.

Shangguan Chi Zhen urged them, "Let's hurry up the mountain, otherwise we won't be able to go down the mountain before dark." ”

When the car passed by the willow tree, this time I saw that it was still a messy pile of stones.

If, according to Liu Bo, everything is a demon illusion, then why is the light of the blood now a pile of stones. If the aquatic words were true, then he shouldn't have been in the hospital, and he felt like he was shuttling between two separate worlds.

When the car turned the corner past the aquatic house, I saw people coming and going, and the noise was mixed with a little crying.

"What's wrong?" Before he could react, the car was already speeding up the mountain, getting farther and farther away from the village.

At the foot of Dongming Mountain, He Yukun opened the back compartment.

There was a black backpack in the back of the car, and it didn't feel heavy when I carried it, but it was just a dinging sound, maybe some metal products.

The road up the mountain gradually became nowhere to go, He Tiankun took the compass and said in the opposite direction, "Follow me." ”

As he walked, Mo Wuwen suddenly shouted, "Lao He, we saw this stone just now, have we made a detour on this road?" ”

"How is it possible, we have been following the direction specified by the compass."

"Lao He, I also think we have just walked this road!" Shangguan Chi Ji paused and carefully observed, and also supported Mo Wuwen's statement.

"Ghost hits the wall!" Mo Wuwen screamed in horror.

"Nonsense, what the hell is hitting the wall in broad daylight." But He Tiankun's voice was obviously trembling.

"Don't panic, I have a solution." Shangguan Chi Ji pointed to the tree and said, "The south side of the tree is lush with foliage, while the north side is sparse, so let's follow the direction of lush foliage." ”

After walking for a while, Shangguan Chi Ji motioned to Mo Wuwen to put down his backpack, "Take out the saw and saw off this village pile." ”

The saw was quite sharp, three times five divided by two, and the tree fell with a bang.

"You see, this year's rings are sparse in the south, and dense is in the north, and we are going south."

"You wait for me, I'll go and make it easier." Mo Wuwen came to a place they couldn't see under the pretext, smashed out the porcelain pieces and scratched them to the south, and muttered in his mouth, "The Heavenly Master manifests, the Heavenly Master manifests." ”