You're the master of the Rain Temple, kid boy? ”

Tan Xiangyu observed for a few seconds and thought that the boy was purely an image projected by the blue crystal, not an entity.

Leng Mo next to him also saw the clue early on, but his wisdom and insight are not as good as his fiancée, so he will leave it to her to deal with it so as not to make mistakes.

And the little boy, with a pale face, blue eyes, and a flickering fear in his pupils, didn't know how to speak, looked directly at Leng Mo, hoping that he would stop devouring time.

"The person who worships at the Rain Temple, is that you?" Tan Xiangyu decided to change the question.

Xiao Tong nodded, pointed at Leng Mo with his finger and said, "Big brother, can you not devour my little temple?" ”

"Your little temple, the big brother has something to ask you, where did the two big sisters who came in here run away?" Leng Mo thinks that now he can speak and ask questions.

"At the end of the road, in the center of the temple square, they are watching the history of the Rain Temple for more than 5,000 years." The boy, who called himself the ink boy, finally spoke sharply.

"More than 5,000 years old!?"

The two of them were surprised, forgive them what they thought, they couldn't imagine that this temple has a history of more than 5,000 years, it is incredible.

"It's more than 5,000 years." Seeing that Leng Mo had stopped devouring, Xiao Tong finally exhaled and patted his chest to calm down.

"So, you've been around for more than 5,000 years?"

Tan Xiangyu was full of questions, since it had existed for more than 5,000 years, how could he be afraid of that simple time devouring, could it be that the only power this boy had was just rain?

The ink boy nodded: "Yes, it is really more than 5,000 years, it has appeared since your Bronze Age, and this temple was bronze before ancient times." ”

"Wait, since it's bronze, what about the current sappher?" Leng Mo interjected a question.

"More than 3,000 years ago, someone helped me to build this small temple and rebuilt it into a larger small temple, a bluestone temple made of mutated stone, and after 3,000 years of baptism, the whole temple was transformed into a blue crystal temple." The ink boy explained.

"No, if it's more than 5,000 years, you should be an old man." Tan Xiangyu frowned, this little boy seemed to want to hide something.

"This." The ink boy has a word of suffering.

Leng Mo took a breath, his eyes revealed the power of time, he thought that if he didn't scare the other party, this little boy might not tell the truth.

Seeing the flickering brilliance of time devouring, the ink boy said in fear in his heart, "Wait, I said." ”

"It's not a secret that can't be said." Leng Mo spread his hands, he would not be soft-hearted just because the other party was a child.

Tan Xiangyu is the same, she is not the kind of Holy Mother of Mercy, since the other party has lived for many years, he must be older than her, who do he want to abduct by pretending to be a child?

The ink boy made a very innocent face, as if he was being bullied, and began to tell.

"Actually, I was born less than three hundred years ago, and it was my grandfather who took me three hundred years ago, and he passed on all the knowledge of the Rain Temple to me, and then I fell."

"That knowledge let me know why there is a Rain Temple, and I know that I have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Rain Temple."

"In fact, when I was born, the divine power of the Rain Temple had been exhausted, and my grandfather did his best to make everything in the Rain Temple very ordinary, and everything you saw in front of you was like broken cement, broken walls, to escape the disaster of the zombie apocalypse."

"And humans, after the zombie apocalypse began, built many temples around the Rain Temple, praying that the gods and Buddhas could come to save them, and Grandpa used the meager faith obtained from the Rain Temple to condense me and become the successor of the Rain Temple."

"His only request is for me to leave a video history and pass it on to the people who will be reborn thousands of years later, so that human beings can know how much suffering they have experienced in the past, how many people have been sacrificed and how many people have struggled with zombies before they can stand up again."

"So if you devour time, my memory will crumble, and the power of the inheritance will be completely lost."

Tan Xiangyu's eyes were slightly red, and he blinked a few times and said, "So for nearly three hundred years, you have basically been asleep?" ”

"Yes." Ink boy does not deny that he has been growing up in a deep sleep for a long time.

Absorb external forces and release energy, attract water vapor from the sky to rain heavily, so that the rain temple can achieve a perfect balance, as well as its most primitive function, and constantly use the energy of external zombie collision to grow bit by bit.

The rain temple also grew with him bit by bit, gradually restoring the appearance of blue crystal.

In fact, this temple is no longer a temple, it is a symbiosis of the ink child, as long as the temple is really destroyed, the child will die on the spot and disappear into the world forever!

And according to the impression that flashed through his mind, nearly three hundred years ago, he was only in a baby state.

Every ten years, it grows a little bit, like a human month.

So, now it's just like a child, and it's hard to grow up.

"Anyway, we know where you come from, so it rains heavily in Perfume Lake all year round, did you do it?" Leng Mo thinks now is a good time to ask questions.

"Yes." The Ink Boy nodded in acknowledgement.

"Then why did it rain so heavily and flood so high that the cities around Perfume Lake were soaked in water and turned into water towns?" Tan Xiangyu also raised his own questions.

"Cleanse the filth, zombies and corpse beasts are filth." The ink boy said.

"Wash at least once a week, so how can the city live." Leng Mo complained.

"There are no people, all the humans are gone, all that is left is zombies, and there is an endless stream of corpse beasts." The ink boy finally said useful information, which made Tan Xiangyu's eyes light up.

"Endlessly? Where did it come from? Tan Xiangyu immediately asked the answer that everyone wanted to know.

To be honest, even Mr. Jin Ye and Mr. Xiangpian couldn't figure out what the reason was that the corpse beasts could be endless.

Then there must be a very large place where animals are raised, and it is possible to do it!

"Where did it come from?" Seeing that the ink boy stopped talking, Leng Mo helped to ask again.

The ink boy said with a bitter face: "Grandpa and I don't like to kill, if you know, can you please don't kill all those animals?" ”

"It seems that the problem is indeed yours." Leng Mo sighed and said.

"We're not going to kill animals, but we're here to cut off the connection between life and Perfume Lake." Tan Xiangyu persuaded him.

The ink boy nodded and said: "The perfume sea will be called the perfume sea, the main reason is that there is a fragrance smell, but the source of the fragrance smell is another world, my grandfather called it the underground space, Noah's world." ”