Chapter 194: The Spirit of the Clay Pot
"Haven't you ever heard of a storage bag moving on its own?"
When Zhang Xiaosheng, who was in doubt, was about to reach out to check, the storage bag shook and flew out of Zhang Xiaosheng's waist.
Then there was a flash of white light, and something suddenly rushed out of the storage bag. As the object flew out, the bag fell to the ground again, and silence returned.
It seems that this is the thing that caused the change in the storage bag? Zhang Xiaosheng looked at the thing suspended in mid-air.
After the brilliance dissipated, Zhang Xiaosheng finally saw the true face of the thing, it was actually the crockpot from the Lu family's secret room, and in addition to the crockpot, there were three gray-black crystals suspended above the crockpot.
Filaments were emanating from the gray-black crystals, and then they were absorbed by the crockpot in a meticulous way.
It was clear that the crockpot was devouring it.
Zhang Xiaosheng, who was watching all this happen, is actually a little depressed and regretful in his heart now.
I have long known that this crockpot has a very strong desire to devour this gray-black crystal, and I actually negligently put these two into a storage bag for a while, so that it caused the current consequences.
Originally, before figuring out the origin of these gray and black crystals, Zhang Xiaosheng would not let the crockpot be swallowed casually, but he didn't expect that people were not as good as heaven, and in the end, this incident still happened, but in the face of the current scene, Zhang Xiaosheng was not good to stop it.
First, if you stop it casually, who knows what the consequences will be, and second, depending on the situation, it is estimated that even if you stop it yourself, it will be useless now.
After turning these thoughts in his mind, Zhang Xiaosheng did not make any other moves, but stood quietly aside, ready to wait and see what happened.
As time passed, the speed at which the clay pot devoured the gray-black crystal became faster and faster, but the gray-black crystal did not know what it was, although a large number of silk threads overflowed from the surface of the gray-black crystal, and were constantly swallowed by the crockpot, but the volume of the gray-black crystal did not decrease at all.
This strange change made Zhang Xiaosheng, who was watching from the sidelines, feel distressed!
This crockpot, how can you know how to devour good things, and hope that it can bring new changes to yourself after devouring it, otherwise, it is obvious that you will not let it go easily!
After another quarter of an hour, the crockpot seemed to be impatient, and it actually grew larger, and then swallowed the gray-black crystals into the crockpot without hesitation.
Then there was a sound of chewing coming from the crockpot, and with the size of the sound, the crockpot was still big and small, quite like a big mouth eating and drinking.
Time passed minute by minute, and just when Zhang Xiaosheng was a little impatient, the action of the crockpot suddenly stopped, and then shrank to its original size again, and with a bang, it fell from the air, and then fell to the ground without moving.
Zhang Xiaosheng, who saw this scene, was a little disappointed, and with a slight wave of his hand, the crockpot flew towards his hand.
Looking at this crockpot up close, Zhang Xiaosheng quickly showed a helpless look.
There was no change, this damn crockpot was exactly the same as before and after absorbing the gray and black crystals, and none of the new abilities I was expecting appeared.
This time I really lost a lot!
Zhang Xiaosheng, who was greatly annoyed for a while, shook his hands and threw out the hateful crockpot!
With a thud, the crockpot slammed into the wall of the stone chamber and quickly bounced back.
Zhang Xiaosheng was not relieved, and stretched out his foot to give a kick to the crockpot that bounced back, but when his leg was halfway stretched, he suddenly retracted it, and instead reached out and held the crockpot in his hand again.
"Was it my own delusion?
Zhang Xiaosheng's face was a little puzzled at the moment, as for why he temporarily changed his attention just now, it was because just when he wanted to give the crockpot another blow, he suddenly heard a cry from the crockpot.
It was a cry of pain similar to that of a fall!
He poured the pot from his left hand to his right hand, and then from his right hand to his left hand, turning it over and over several times, and at the same time gently tapping the pot, but this time there was no sound.
"It seems that it was really my own illusion just now, and I really am, how could such a low-level broken crockpot have that kind of instrument spirit!" When he said this, Zhang Xiaosheng was full of disdain, as if he really thought so, but for a person who was familiar with Zhang Xiaosheng, his smile on the corner of his mouth betrayed his true thoughts.
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaosheng's hand holding the crockpot was raised, and he wanted to throw the crockpot out again, and he kept complaining: "Look at Xiaosheng, I won't dump you a hundred and eighty times today, and then call you greedy!"
At this moment, the voice suddenly appeared again in Zhang Xiaosheng's mind.
"Don't, don't, don't! Stop, come a few more times, I won't be able to hold on!" Although these words were begging for mercy, the voice was indeed old-fashioned, and it seemed to come from the mouth of an old man in his seventies and eighties.
While begging for mercy, the voice kept complaining: "Today's young people really don't know how to cherish things, and they will smash them at every turn, it's really a bad thing!"
The voice was full of lamentation, as if it were a cynic expressing his dissatisfaction with the world.
"I didn't expect it to be so easy to get enough!"
Zhang Xiaosheng turned a deaf ear to the old man's words, and his heart was extremely happy at the moment, it seemed that his guess was not wrong, and the voice was the spirit of this crockpot.
It seems that those gray-black crystals are not completely ineffective, at least the spirit of this crockpot has been activated.
Zhang Xiaosheng's joy did not show it on his face at all, but asked with a serious face: "Who are you!
"Hmph, how can the old man be sneaky, isn't the old man in your hands at the moment!" the voice came again.
Sure enough, listening to the old man's answer, Zhang Xiaosheng finally fully affirmed his thoughts just now.
"Oh! It turns out that you are this broken crockpot, no wonder this voice is also like a broken gong voice!" Zhang Xiaosheng was very disdainful of the voice's answer.
"What a broken crockpot! The young man really can't speak, but the old man is the famous Emperor Luotian, who has ...... me throughout the ages."
The crockpot seemed to be very angry at Zhang Xiaosheng's disdainful attitude, and while loudly objecting, he loudly defended himself.
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