Chapter 31 The Mysterious Stone Jar
After half a quarter of an hour, the giant snake finally stopped moving. Qingfeng took a big gulp of fresh air outside. His coat had been corroded by the giant snake's gastric juice and was torn to pieces. He simply took it off and threw it aside.
He looked up and found that the giant snake had come to the edge of the village. A few steps ahead was the home of Erwazi at the head of the village.
The familiar feeling came to his mind again. He no longer cared about the pain of being burned by the acid and limped forward.
Erwazi's home, Sizi's home, Nose Baby's home, Second Uncle's home, one by one, passed by slowly, and finally he walked to the center of the village. Rows of corpses had all turned into white bones after years of wind and sun.
No one collected their bodies. It seemed that there were really no living people in Fengshan Village.
He continued to walk forward and saw his long-lost home again. The house was still the same as when he left that year, but it was covered with dust everywhere, and some spider webs were hanging everywhere.
He quietly came to his house, and the scene was still the same, and the black stone jar was thrown into the corner.
The only strange thing was that there was not a trace of dust on the stone jar after so many years.
He walked over and picked up the stone jar, which was still so heavy. He observed it carefully, and there was nothing special about it, just a stone jar.
But he didn't know what the black thing on it was. When he slapped it hard, the black thing on it actually cracked with a click.
Seeing this scene, he thought that there might be something else here. Thinking of this, he slapped it hard again without hesitation, and there were more cracks, one after another. Finally, after five or six times, the whole stone jar was covered with dense cracks.
At this time, he stretched out his hand and scratched it, and a piece of black stone skin like a hard shell was scratched off by him.
After a few breaths, so many black stone skins fell on the ground, and a grayish-white stone jar full of vicissitudes reappeared in front of him. Although the size has become smaller, the weight has not changed much.
However, this stone jar has been completely renewed, not as dirty as before.
Putting the stone jar in front of him, it is an ordinary stone jar no matter how you look at it. The only difference is that this stone jar gives people a sense of simplicity and vicissitudes, as if it came from the ancient world.
Only after it is peeled off the shell, it can be two palms in size and about the height of a chopstick. , The whole body is grayish-white, and the top is extremely smooth, comparable to jade.
The outside and the inside are the same, and it looks like an ordinary stone jar at first glance.
But this weight is not what a stone should be like. Could it be that it has another layer? Thinking of this, Qingfeng used all his strength and slapped it down again, but the stone jar was intact and motionless.
He played with it for a while, thinking of what his senior brothers had said before, that some high-level treasures need blood to be refined before they can recognize the owner, and whether this thing is also the same.
He cut open his palm with pain and let the blood drip into the stone jar. What he didn't expect was that before he could refine it, the blood actually seeped into the stone jar and disappeared.
He dripped some blood into it again, and the result was still the same, which made him speechless.
But he didn't have any induction with this thing at all. Could it be that those senior brothers were lying to me?
Now he is a little convinced that this stone jar should not be so simple. Can an ordinary stone jar absorb blood? Obviously, this is impossible.
With doubts, he put the stone jar away first, because he wanted to collect the bones of the dead villagers in Fengshan Village before dawn, and then bury them all, so that their lonely souls can have a place to go.
Coming to the center of the village again, he checked the bones one by one. Because of the long years, many of these people were piled up together when they died, so the bones were mixed together, and he couldn't separate them.
So he put all the bones together and buried them in one place. Then he carved everyone's name on a wooden board and put it on the grave.
"Village chief, Sizi, all the villagers, you wait, sooner or later I will find the murderer and avenge you."
Qingfeng knelt in front of the grave, crying and speaking in a hoarse and resolute voice.
At this moment, the wind suddenly blew, and countless butterflies with colorful wings suddenly flew out of the village. They circled around Qingfeng twice, and with a whoosh, they flew into the sky and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Seeing this scene, Qingfeng cried again. At that moment, he seemed to see the village chief and his second uncle. They looked at him with a smile, as if encouraging him to go and work hard.
He knelt down again, kowtowed three times to the grave, and then stood up and walked out of the village.
Outside the village, the body of the huge cockscomb golden-winged snake was still lying there. It could be seen that it must have been in great pain before death. Its whole body was twitching together, and its eyes were unwilling to close for a long time with a sinister and angry look.
Qingfeng shook his head slightly, feeling helpless. After all, there is a difference between humans and demons. It is a suicidal act to pity the other party, not to mention that he still carries a blood feud behind him, so the result is of course either you die or I die.
He picked up the hatchet and chopped off a large piece of snake meat. Monsters have some spiritual energy in their meat, especially those that have just died. The spiritual energy has not evaporated at all. This thing is not only a great tonic, but also can improve people's skills.
Qingfeng was already hungry, so he lit a fire and roasted the snake meat. After a while, the snake meat was roasted golden and fragrant.
Looking at the blood and meat, Qingfeng suddenly had a bold idea in his mind. He took down the stone jar behind him, put it on the ground, and then cut a piece of meat from the giant snake.
He looked at the snake meat and put it on the stone jar. The snake blood on it dripped down, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, he tried to put a whole piece of snake meat in.
A strange scene happened. A layer of mist floated in the stone jar. After the mist dissipated, the snake meat in the stone jar disappeared.
He picked up the stone jar, turned it over and tried to control it, but nothing fell out. He couldn't figure out where those things went.
But he immediately cut another piece of meat and threw it in, but the result was the same. After cutting several pieces of meat in a row, he suddenly thought, should there be a demon pill on such a big demon beast?
Thinking of this, he immediately took a knife and ran to the belly of the giant snake. He carefully measured it, determined the approximate location, and chopped it down with one knife.