Celestial Masters Alliance

"Hurry up and pack your things and leave, there's something strange going on!" The old lady looked back at me.

What she meant by packing things up was that she wanted me to put the heads in place. I responded, squatted down, took out all the things in my backpack, and put them into my bag in a tacit understanding. The small pill in the mouth seems to be the type that melts in the mouth. The ice and coldness have already turned into a puddle of bitter water and went down the throat and into the stomach. Xiaoba and Shan Yu also came to help. I gave Xiaoba a wink, and Xiaoba got up knowingly and asked the old grandma: "Grandma, is it going to rain soon? Why does the temperature rise instead of falling?"

I took this opportunity to take out the gauze I had secretly hidden in my sleeve, put it over my mouth and quickly spit out the medicine in my mouth, then quickly put the gauze into my pocket. Wood followed suit. Shan Yu tried his best to cover the two of us with his body, and we cooperated well.

Grandma didn't answer Xiaoba's question. She just looked at me and shook her head slightly. My heart skipped a beat. I felt that she already knew that we didn't swallow the medicine she gave us. Would she change her mind and not send us out? What's up?

"Outside, cultivate one step at a time, and lie on the web and cultivate one circle at a time. Spiders spin webs to make circles, but they are not round after all!" She did not expose our little trick, her eyes fell on me and Mu Mu and said this.

I can't understand it at all, and it must be the same for Momo, Xiaoba, and Shan Yu.

"Let's go! The weather has changed!" The old woman glanced at the wood again and walked towards the stairs.

Although grandma is old, she can move quickly, and I almost ran at full speed to avoid being left behind. No matter which floor we reached, the spiders gave up a large space for us to pass. I had the illusion of being treated as a VIP.

When we reached the first floor, the old lady stood by the load-bearing pillar and said softly: "I will send you here, and what happens next is up to you!"

I nodded and saluted her. The wood was a little ruthless, so I opened the door and said, "Hurry! It's going to rain heavily!"

I walked to the door, turned off the flashlight in my hand, and watched the old woman sink into the darkness.

The wood and the trumpet worked together to quickly lock the door back to its original position. The wind outside carried the humid and warm earth atmosphere, which was sudden and strange. The gray sky occasionally has lightning tearing and struggling in the distance, and the thunder is also far away and almost non-aggressive. We walked through the overgrown yard and jumped over the low wall. Wood approached me and asked, "Did you spit out all the medicine you just took?"

Xiaoba led Shan Yu all the way, leaving us behind. I stepped up my pace and glanced at the wood: "Maybe a little bit slipped down my throat!"

The piece of wood suddenly grabbed the back of my neck and forced me to bend down with an elbow. His hand went around my neck and pinched my chin. The other hand quickly reached over and inserted its index and middle fingers into my throat. I was startled, and then I vomited violently, spinning for a while, with tears streaming down my face.

After vomiting, Mu Mu patted me on the back and said, "That old woman is too weird, you can't trust her!"

I straightened up uncomfortably and wiped the corners of my mouth with my sleeve. Mumu didn't give me any time to rest, and directly pulled me to run on the road. Xiaoba and Shan Yu in front deliberately slowed down their pace and waited for us. I asked Mu Mu out of breath: "Do you suspect that the pills are poisonous insects?"

Mumu nodded and was about to speak when a dazzling lightning fell from the sky. At this moment, everything illuminated by it became extremely terrifying. I felt the hairs all over my body stand on end, as if my defense system had been activated. Even the fine hairs in my nostrils and ear canals were becoming as hard as possible, making my nerves ache.

With a "click", another thunderbolt fell from the sky, like an angry giant, ready to sneak up on us and tear us apart. Thunder followed by a roar, causing the entire ground to tremble.

Ice lumps the size of fingernails hit the ground with a clanking sound. Hail? I was a little shocked.

The consciousness of survival made my mind spin rapidly, and I had to find a solid and sheltered place to hide. This place is some distance from the village and there are no residents. However, there is a small temple next to the crematorium. I don’t know if it is still there. The fog in the air gradually became heavier, and the hail fell more and more frequently. There was no time to think about it: "Follow me, there is a small temple over there!" I shouted loudly, trying my best to find the right direction and lead them towards the incinerator. go.

The ball lightning jumped and rolled down close to the mountainside, showing fire wherever it went. However, the fire was quickly dampened by the dense hail, and it did not cause any unnecessary disaster.

I ran forward with difficulty in the face of the hail, and my consciousness of being hit was a little blurred. Suddenly a warm breath surrounded me. I raised my hand and touched my eyes to see clearly that it was Shan Yu. She was holding up her clothes to cover the top of my head. , I twitched the corners of my mouth to give her a smile, but the hailstones didn’t give us time. I put my arm around her shoulders and led her towards the small temple on the hailstones that had fallen to the ground and started to melt.

Fortunately, the small temple is still there. It has been renovated and renovated. I squeezed in with Shan Yu, and Xiaoba and Mu Mu also arrived soon after.

Although this is a small temple, it is really small and a bit pitiful. We could only hunched over inside, because its total height was no more than 1.5 meters, and the entire space was about three square meters at most. There was no door on the doorway, and there was a low altar directly opposite the door. A piece of black wood.

The four of us squeezed into the small space with almost no room left. Panting, I took off my backpack, held it in my arms, and sat on the floor. Xiaoba and Mu Mu also sat down. Shan Yu hesitated and sat down against me. I put my coat on her body and asked, "Are you injured?"

Shan Yu touched his forehead: "No!"

I took Shan Yu's hand away and saw a small patch of red skin on her forehead. Her fingers were slightly swollen to the touch. I warmed my palms and pressed them on the red and swollen area and rubbed it gently. Shan Yu lowered his head slightly, his cheeks were a little swollen. Flushing.

After taking a deep breath, Xiaoba rolled his eyes, picked up the wood on the altar behind him, and asked, "Is this the Tu Tu Temple? Why is there no Tu Tu Lao Er, only a piece of wood?"

I hugged the backpack tightly in my arms. I didn't actually feel cold, it was just an unconscious behavior. I glanced at the backpack in my hand with worry, then stared at the ground and fell into deep thought. Xiaoba poked me with the black wood in his hand and reminded me to answer his question. I was a little impatient: "Put it back quickly. This piece is the sky-supporting wood. It is one of the pieces that Buluotuo cut to support the heaven and the earth." .The god of the Zhuang people is Buluotuo, and they have their own prayer scripture called "Buluotuo Shijing."

"Sacred Iron Wood? No wonder it's so heavy! But how can such a piece of wood be used to support the heaven and earth? Could it be made larger or smaller like the Golden Cudgel?" Xiaoba put the sacred wood back to its original position and muttered in a low voice. "Buluo Tuo? You don't sound like a decent person!"

Shan Yu grabbed the coat I put on her body and smiled and said, "Bulotuo is the witch god."

"Is the old lady in the tower a witch god?" Xiaoba's eyes fell on the backpack in my arms. I knew he wanted to ask, but he also wanted to restrain himself and deliberately distracted himself by rambling.

Shan Yu saw that I was in a daze, so he had to answer what Xiaodao said: "Insect training is a kind of witchcraft. However, there are also people who practice insect control in Buddhism. Those who practice by self-mutilation are called esoteric practitioners, which is the same as asceticism. , all achieve the purpose of cultivation by abusing themselves."

"I don't have much research on religion, but..." Xiaoba said seriously, but his eyes kept falling on the backpack, and his eyes even noticed the wood inadvertently.

Mumu raised his eyes and looked at me, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to take this trip?"