He tried hard to see clearly, but there really wasn't a chance anymore.It seemed to be a worn-out black crockpot with a somewhat broken mouth."
That's it......
Is it the source of calamity?
”All the consciousness of the herdsman has come to an end, and all his thoughts have been completely eroded by the calamity.It was also at this moment that the deepest part of this torrent of calamity, the dilapidated black clay pot that had been silent for eternity, seemed to be touched by some kind of power, and an astonishing power suddenly erupted from it.This kind of power can no longer be described by the word "terrifying", even if it is just a wisp, it is enough to directly turn several universes into dust.This irresistible torrent of calamity was torn apart at this moment!
The body of the dragon slowly sank into the black clay pot, and then the clay pot also disappeared into the depths of the torrent of calamity, and I don't know where it went.It has been silent in the midst of calamity for endless years, and calamity cannot erode its cent, and now it is gone, and it cannot be stopped by the torrent of calamity.I don't know how many years have passed, or perhaps, there is no time in this dilapidated black crockpot.…… When night comes, the gray-green mist will overflow from the heavens and the earth, enveloping the four directions of the heavens and the earth, among the mountains and rivers, there will be bursts of terrifying strange sounds, like roars, like crying, wailing, and sighing!
The remnants of antiquity have not been completely erased, there are temple pillars standing on the ruins, there are also city walls that have not yet collapsed, and the huge altar has long been broken, only half of it remains......
No one knows why this land is in ruins, and no one knows what happened to it, it was too long.Later generations only knew that there was an incomparably glorious ancient kingdom here based on the incomplete records, called: Zhuxia!
As a result, this dilapidated land also has its name, called "Summer Ruins".The ancient country has never left any glory, only endless weirdness and horror!
I don't know when there was no moon in the world, and the summer ruins after the sun set and the day are two worlds.When night was about to fall, the boy in the animal skin skirt had a strange pattern printed on his bronze chest, and if you looked closely, you would see that it looked like a stone.He walked like a fly, sweating profusely, and ran towards the village, looking at the gray-green mist between heaven and earth, and did not dare to delay for a moment.Because if he can't return to the village when the fog completely covers the summer ruins, then he can't go back at all, according to the rules of the village, the next day, the whole village will go to his house for dinner.The people of this village are all surnamed Mu, so since ancient times, it has been called "Mu Village".The boy in the animal skin skirt, also surnamed Mu, named Muhu, was the most robust of the many descendants in the village, and his father hoped that he could capture the tiger alive, so he named him "Muhu".He ran wildly, looking at the village not far ahead, and at the gray-green mist surging behind him, but he didn't pay attention to his feet, and if he didn't pay attention, he tripped and fell into the grass.Mu Hu's skin was thick and his body was strong, but he didn't feel pain, he quickly turned over, glanced behind him, and saw clearly what had just tripped over him, and his eyes suddenly widened.It was a man, lying in the grass."
Who is this?
Sleep here, don't die?
”"Hurry home, or I'll all go to your house for dinner tomorrow!"
Mu Hu said, kicking this person's ass, but he didn't get up for a long time."
Strange, looking at this dress, it doesn't look like a ...... people in the village" Puzzled, Mu Hu turned over the person, tried it, and breathed, and then took advantage of the remaining glimmer of light between heaven and earth, looked closer, and felt more and more faced.Then he ripped the man's clothes off his chest, looked at them, and came to two conclusions.It's a man, and he's not from a pastoral village."
Even if it's somewhere else, you can't sleep here, take it back to the village first!"
With a word, Mu Hu directly picked up the person on his back, and then rushed towards the village.At the head of the village, Muhu's father, Mu Ishikawa, was waiting anxiously.Seeing that a figure had finally entered the village, his tightly knit brows were stretched, and he picked up the stick on the ground with confidence."
You are a fool, you are not at home every day, today I have to beat you so that you can't get out of bed for three days!"
Before Mu Hu approached, Mu Shichuan began to curse, ready to wait for him to get closer, and beat him first.Unexpectedly, when Muhu approached, he didn't stop, and ran directly to the village in a hurry, leaving only one sentence: "Dad, I picked up someone, a living person!"
”Mu Shichuan was a little stunned, raised the stick in his hand, and after a while, he threw it to the ground and yelled: "Rabbit cub, you wait for Lao Tzu!"
”After Muhu entered the village, he ran to the village chief's house without stopping.The head of the village, named Mu Qingfeng, is a loyal and kind elder, although he is old and has experienced the vicissitudes of time, he also has profound wisdom, and can do almost anything, so if the people of the village have trouble, they are allowed to run to the village chief's house."
Grandpa the village chief, help!"
Before he entered the door, Mu Hu was shouting.In the stone house, Mu Qingfeng, the old village chief, knew who it was as soon as he heard the voice, and said with a smile: "It's Huzi, did your father beat you again?"
”"No, when I came back, I picked up someone outside, and he was still alive, and I saw the totem on his chest, not from our village.""
Oh?"
The old village chief walked out of the stone house with a stone lamp, the swaying lamp, reflecting the wrinkles on his face and the frost-white beard, quite vicissitudes, but the eyes were very stellar, revealing depth and wisdom."
Could it be people from other villages in Xiaxu?"
The old village chief asked.Mu Hu shook his head and said, "I have seen the totem on his chest, but I have never seen it before, like ......
It's like a urine jar, it's still broken. ”"Nonsense, how can any village use the urine jar as a totem."
The old village chief said, approached the lamp, and found that this man's face was very handsome, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and then by the light of the lamp, he opened the clothes on his chest, and his eyes were shocked."
It's really a jar, and the mouth of the jar is missing...... old village chief was a little puzzled, he had lived all his life, and he had never seen such a strange totem."
Look, grandpa the village chief, I'll just say......"
Mu Hu's figure stopped abruptly, because outside the village chief's house, a person suddenly walked in, it was his father, Mu Shichuan.He was relieved to see that his father did not carry a stick in his hand.And still, the old village chief said: "That can't be a urine jar?"
”"What?
You bunny, what kind of urine jar jar?
Is it disrespectful to the village chief again, talking nonsense?
”When Mu Ishikawa heard this, he raised his big slap and wanted to beat Mu Hu.When Mu Hu saw it, he hid directly behind the old village chief.At this time, Mu Shichuan also saw the jar, and couldn't help but say, "Hey, the urine jar ......" and then saw the village chief glaring at him, so he covered his mouth."
Grandpa the village chief, what's wrong with this person, why is he unconscious?"
Muhu asked."
In my opinion, this child seems to be hungry, Huzi, you go to the house to cook some meat porridge, Ishikawa is watching here, I will ask the senior Shi Ling in the village to come and take a look, his old man is the totem of my pastoral village, and has blessed our pastoral village for several generations, he has seen a lot of knowledge, maybe he knows."
When Mu Ishikawa heard this, he nodded and said, "Village Chief, it's dark, you slow down." ”The old village chief waved his hand and smiled: "The roads in the village have been ...... for decades" The world outside the village has been completely shrouded in darkness and gray-green mist, and there are all kinds of terrifying sounds in the dilapidated summer ruins.But those gray-green mists have never been able to invade the village, because in the village, there is a mysterious and powerful force that resists the mist.