The sky was originally clear, but a dark cloud rose on the ground, blocking the blue light in the sky, and even the clouds and mountains below were looming in the mist.

I saw two or three golden shadows flashing in the black clouds, and after a while, I broke through the clouds, walked downward, and came to the front of the mountain, and the light was bright, and several figures appeared.

Feng Shuzhu, who was dressed as a scholar in the middle, saw him raise his eyes and look forward, and looking for his gaze, he could see that there was a small temple not far away.

The small temple is built against the mountain, the wall has been dilapidated, only the left and right sections of the wall buttress are close to the mountain, the temple is located in the steep cliff, and the dark red temple top can be faintly seen.

When the little fat bear bag saw it, he couldn't wait to squeeze out of the gap between everyone's legs, and as if he didn't hear Chu Qing's call, he didn't look back and went into the dilapidated temple gate.

Chu Qing's face was worried, and he was so frightened that he followed quickly, and turned back and called: "Brother Feng, this is the small temple where I got the inverted Sumeru Flying Sand, it's going to rain outside, why don't you spend the night here." After speaking, his body shook and he also entered the small temple.

Hearing this, Feng Shuzhu raised his eyes to look at the sky, then turned his gaze, looked at Shui Lingyue beside him, and said lightly: "There is no place to rest for hundreds of miles, let's take shelter from the rain here tonight." ”

Shui Lingyue's face was as cold as frost, and a pair of cold eyes kept looking at Xiao Miao, but she didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Xiao Jiu, who was standing behind the two of them, heard this, stretched out his arms, and as soon as he rose and fell, he had already floated to the temple gate, and he also entered the temple in a flash.

Feng Shuzhu and Shui Lingyue walked side by side, slowly walking towards the temple gate, Jiao Hougen followed not far behind, looking around from time to time, the mountains, rocks, flowers and trees looked at them one by one, as if there would be some enemy hiding in an unknown place.

Inside the temple gate, it was different from the last time Chu Qing came, the tall trees that were originally growing in the courtyard of the small temple had fallen down a lot, as if some kind of giant beast had rushed over. The leaves that fell on the ground also gathered in heaps. The already rusted iron incense burner was also knocked down and fell far away, leaving only the foot of the furnace wrapped in tree roots, and neat traces of fracture were clearly visible.

Xiao Jiu stood on the side of the door of the main hall, leaned sideways, and looked inside, Chu Qing stood in front of the courtyard in a daze, heard the footsteps behind, and knew that everyone had followed in, and said without looking back: "Here, it seems to have been damaged by something, when I came last time, it wasn't like this." ”

Feng Shuzhu came to Chu Qing's side, gasped vigorously, looked around, and said, "So angry." After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at the temple made of huge stones.

I saw that the door of the main hall has also collapsed most of it, and there is a wasp nest the size of a futon on it, but for some reason it has been smoked black, and the wasp has long disappeared inside, and the seal script has a vague "person" character behind the honeycomb.

Chu Qing said: "Brother Feng, do you know why this temple has a human character written?"

Feng Shuzhu looked at it for a long time, shook his head and said: "The world is so big, there are no surprises, and I don't know what it means, but this temple looks like it has existed for thousands of years." After speaking, he turned his head to look at Shui Lingyue who was following up.

Shui Lingyue held the Shui Yue Sword tightly, as if she hadn't heard the conversation between the two, and looked at the temple silently, looking so cold that it was unapproachable.

"Click", a thunderclap came through the clouds, shaking the branches in the small courtyard, and a wind and rain followed.

Feng Shuzhu said in a low voice: "The heavy rain is coming, let's go in quickly." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Jiu was the first to step into the main hall, followed by Chu Qing and Feng Shuzhu, and then Shui Lingyue, but Jiao Hougen leaned on the outermost and stood still.

Chu Qing came once, obviously familiar with the road, found the torch that was extinguished last time, took out the fire fold, and lit it again. In the temple, which was originally dark, with sufficient light, everything could be seen much more clearly.

Chu Qing took the torch and sniffed, and found that there was no damp and musty smell last time, but there was a hint of scorched wood. Raising his eyes to look at the offering platform, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the pottery urn on it, and said, "Brother Feng, the flying sand of Sumeru flew out of that pottery urn." ”

When everyone heard this, they jumped up and carefully inspected the pottery urn, leaving only Shui Lingyue at the door, holding the Shui Yue Sword, standing against the wind, turning to look at the wind and rain outside, quietly distracted. It was as if these novelties had never had any attraction to her, and the crowd seemed to have gotten used to her character, so they didn't bother with it.

The little chubby bear bag that had already climbed up to the offering platform on the side was originally overturned on it, drying his belly and panting to rest. Hearing Chu Qing say this, he was interested, and he worked hard to kick his legs for a long time before he turned over and got up. After looking around behind everyone, there was no gap to see inside, so he twisted his fat body and squeezed in from Chu Qing's side. When I came to the pottery urn, I straightened up and wanted to see what was going on, but I was short and short, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see the inside of the pottery urn. glanced up again, and found that everyone was looking inside, as if there was some kind of delicious food, and couldn't help but become anxious, turned around and pulled Chu Qing's dress twice, and pointed to the mouth of the pottery urn.

Chu Qing naturally understood what he meant, and just stretched out his hand, but his eyes rolled again, and he couldn't hold back a smile, picked up the little fat bear bag, and put it at the mouth of the pottery urn to look inside. But without waiting for the little chubby bear bag to lie down, he exclaimed "oops" again, pretended to miss, and pushed the little chubby bear bag over and into the pottery urn.

The little fat bear bag was like falling into a deep well, and remembered that it was originally filled with inverted Sumeru flying sand, and its power was so great, and he saw it with his own eyes, and he was suddenly frightened to the point of not possessing his body. Grabbed the mouth of the urn and struggled hard, and at the same time turned his head to look at Chu Qing for help, but saw Chu Qing smirk, grabbed his two front paws, and stuffed himself into the pottery urn.

With a "bang", it was dark in front of him, and the fat body of the little chubby bear bag fell to the bottom of the pottery urn. It was so frightened that it rolled around in panic, as if it was afraid that the poisonous snake in the urn would bite it. I heard Chu Qing laughing "haha" outside again, and knew that he was deliberately playing tricks on himself again. But after a while, I found that there was no danger, and my mood calmed down, and I heard the sound of people outside talking from the mouth of the urn, "buzzing", which was amplified a lot, but it was very interesting.

I only heard Chu Qing say: "Brother Feng, what's so special about this pottery urn?"

Listening to the wind and Shuzhu again, he said: "The pottery urn is very rough, it should be something from a thousand years ago, and nothing else can be seen as special." ”

I heard Xiao Jiu say again: "Then, what was this pottery urn originally for?"

He also listened to the wind and said: "It seems to be an urn of stagnant water, there is no well in the poor mountains, and a large pottery urn is often fired to store rainwater in case of emergency." After a pause, he said, "There are also some hunters in the mountains who use this kind of large pottery urn to make cured meat." ”

I heard Chu Qing sigh again: "I didn't expect that such a powerful inverted Sumeru flying sand was actually contained in such an ordinary pottery urn, hey, by the way, Brother Feng, look at these seals." ”

I heard Feng Shuzhu whisper "um" again, but then he didn't say anything.

Chu Qing said again: "This pottery urn is good for boiling water. ”

Hearing this, the little fat bear bag was frightened, mistakenly thinking that Chu Qing had forgotten that he was in it and really made a fire to boil water, so he couldn't stew himself, so he hurriedly screamed loudly, and heard Chu Qing's ridicule for a while, only to understand that he was deliberately scaring himself.

Then came the sound of everyone leaving, as if they had lost interest in the urn, and for the time being, they didn't care what was going on in it. The little fat bear bag listened to it for a while, saw that there was no movement, simply settled down in it, lay down on all fours along the wall of the urn, originally wanted to take a nap, but inadvertently touched a few protrusions, I thought it was a burning scar in the pottery urn, but along the touch, it was like a row of handwriting, one by one touched it, secretly remembered in my heart, to remember, I raised my head again, and screamed at the people who had already dispersed.

Chu Qing was looking for the gap in the torch on the altar, and when she heard the strange scream, she was afraid of the little fat bear bag inside at first, so she ignored it, but later, as it screamed, she knew that something was wrong, and quickly leaned over. Lying on the mouth of the urn, I looked inside, and saw the little fat bear bag with teeth and claws, as if there was something urgent, it didn't look like he was deceiving himself, so he reached out and lifted the little fat bear bag out.

Who knew that after the little fat bear bag came out, he didn't pay attention to Chu Qing, and as soon as his feet fell to the ground, he went straight to the ground like a smoke, found a stone, and wrote a string of seal characters on the ground according to the gourd painting scoop. Chu Qing followed behind the little fat bear bag, not daring to disturb in the slightest, and when it finished writing, he saw a line of words written crookedly on the ground:

"The sealer, the enlightener, the demonic beast slaughters thousands. ”

I saw that I read it several times in a row, but I still didn't understand what it meant, and asked the little fat bear bag again: "Where do these words come from?"

Hearing Chu Qing's question, the little fat bear bag was suddenly full of energy, as if he had done some meritorious deeds, stood up, walked two steps, and then pointed to the pottery urn on the altar, and made an exaggerated movement with his two front paws.

Chu Qing thought for a moment and said, "This is written in the pottery urn?"

Seeing that Chu Qing had guessed, the little fat bear bag narrowed his mung bean-sized eyes, picked up a thumb, and nodded again and again.

Chu Qing looked down at the handwriting again, pondered for a while, and still didn't understand its meaning, so he called Feng Shuzhu loudly.

Feng Shuzhu was chatting with Xiao Jiu on the side, and when he heard the words, he walked over together. Listening to Chu Qing's explanation, he leaned over and looked at the line of handwriting, pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that the sealer of this Sumeru Flying Sand has already calculated the future. Seeing that Chu Qing and the others were puzzled, Feng Shuzhu said again: "This first sentence should say that the person who seals the flying sand is a mortal, and the second sentence says that the one who opened the seal is an immortal. ”

Chu Qing listened to Feng Shuzhu's explanation, looked at the line of words, and immediately asked, "Then does the third sentence say that the demonic beast was born to slaughter many people?"

Feng Shuzhu smiled mysteriously, and continued: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, it is flying sand that slaughters thousands of people, not Warcraft." ”

Chu Qing wondered, "What is the explanation of the demonic beast?"

Feng Shuzhu pointed to the little fat bear bag and said, "Outside the Beetle Ridge, because the pocket beast and Liang Zong activated the inverted Sumeru flying sand, they did slaughter thousands of people. ”