Whether it is watching others burn oneself or burning oneself, it is a very novel experience. For a moment, Zheng Qing felt that he seemed to have some resonance with those ancient wizards who deliberately enjoyed a bath of fire after being captured. .
Therefore, he originally planned to watch the entire parade.
However, when he glared at Fatty Xin fiercely, he unexpectedly caught a glimpse of a familiar mask - a wizard wearing a crow mask was sneaking past the corner of its eye and disappearing into the dark woods beside the road.
The black cat suddenly stood up, its yellow holes shining brightly in the firelight. The mask disappeared very quickly. Although the number on the mask could not be seen clearly, the appearance of the mask was unmistakable. It was the crows that had appeared in the school hunting competition. .
"What?" The wizard wearing a white mask glanced at the black cat.
"Shh! Don't make a sound!"
The black cat hissed, like a cat that has discovered a mouse. It lowered its body, climbed lightly along the thick branches on both sides of the road, jumped, and followed it silently.
The sinner chuckled in a low voice, twisted his body, and disappeared into a shadow.
Most of the wizards who were hiding in the trees to 'participate in the parade' gathered among the branches on both sides of the road. When the black cat crossed the tree beside the road and went deep into the forest, the surroundings soon became quiet, and the lush branches and leaves were like dark green lines. The barrier isolated the noise and shouts of the parade. After a while, the sounds became particularly muffled like misty clouds in the distance.
Without the interference of human voices, the silence of the night suddenly spread.
The gentle night wind, rustling leaves, low chirping of insects, and the faint sound of water are all intertwined in the mottled tree shadows, making the black cat feel like he has suddenly entered another world.
The wizard wearing the crow mask was extremely agile and seemed to be very familiar with the paths in the forest at night. Even with the agility of a cat, he still lost track of the wizard after chasing him for hundreds of meters.
The black cat had a gloomy face, standing next to a golden forsythia bush, raising its head and sniffing hard. It could clearly smell the slightly pungent smell of the forsythia leaves, the fishy aroma of the earth, and even I can smell the moist breath of the Silent River in the distance, but I can't catch the trace of the 'crow' that just disappeared.
"What are you doing?" Leng Buding raised his head and looked at a sycamore tree not far away. On the branch sat a wizard wearing a white mask, also looking around at something.
"I'm watching what you're doing." Kansinshi's reply was very slippery.
The black cat snorted without explaining, continued to sniff, and slowly turned its ears - it had stretched its auricles to the size of cattail leaf fans, and could clearly hear the sound of several earthworms stirring up the soil several meters deep, but it still couldn't hear it. Got some news about crows.
After a long while, it stopped changing and shook its ears listlessly: "Hey... is there any news about the matter that I asked you to check last week?"
The wizard wearing a white mask said hesitantly: "What's the news? As the culprit of the Seven Deadly Sins, there are too many things that need to be dealt with every day... Please give me a heads up."
"Crow." Black Cat said concisely.
"Oh, they are."
The sinner coughed, turned over, landed lightly from the tree, and squatted in front of the black cat: "Sorry, except for the information you provided, there is currently nothing new on the market related to wizards wearing crow masks... If you
Regardless of the timeliness, there were many similar wizarding activities in Europe about three hundred years ago... Well, of course, there may be some wizards wearing similar masks tonight, but I believe they are not within the scope of what you are looking for."
The black cat was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what the sinner meant by 'timeliness' - hundreds of years ago, doctors in Europe would wear masks with beaks to treat plague patients, and they were once regarded as messengers of death.
the incarnation of.
The beard around its mouth trembled, but finally said nothing. After a moment of silence, it turned around and left.
The wizard wearing a white mask stood behind the black cat, watching it gradually go away, slowly blending into the woods under the night. After a long while, he sighed softly, and the figure slowly faded until it disappeared.
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It was almost midnight when Fatty Xin returned to his dormitory.
He spent a long time in front of Mr. Ni Wu's bronze niche, throwing away a lot of high-end cigarette pills, before he was finally let in by the little bronze beast.
The fat wizard twirled an evil ghost mask between his fingers, hummed a tune, and with a smile on his face, he stepped upstairs, thinking about the grand and gorgeous parade tonight.
Opening the door, the room was dark.
He thought everyone was asleep, so he tiptoed towards his bed. Unexpectedly, he bumped into a furry thing after taking only two steps, making him groan and sit down on the ground.
Two bright yellow night lanterns as big as discs suddenly appeared in the darkness.
"Fuck! What the hell!"
The fat wizard was startled by the two lights. He climbed up and turned on the lights, but most of the colors in the room were still dark.
Because a huge black cat was occupying the dormitory, its huge body almost occupied every empty corner of the dormitory. As if aware of the fat wizard's dull gaze, the black cat lazily yawned, revealing its mouth full of white sharpness.
His teeth and bright red tongue licked his mouth.
"Come back?" Black Cat's voice was like a deep thunder, making the room tremble: "They have been waiting for you for a long time..."
As he spoke, the thick tail fell from the ceiling like a dark python, rolled up the fat wizard at the door, and hung him directly under the ceiling.
Only then did Fatty Xin notice that two guys were already hanging under the ceiling.
It looks like it has been hanging for a long time.
Dylan's head was drooped, his limbs were hanging down, his body was limp, and he made a suspicious whirring sound in his mouth, as if he had just fallen asleep; while Dr. Xiao Da was holding a crystal ball and looking at it intently.
However, perhaps due to the improper posture of being hung in the air, his glasses slipped more easily than usual. Just as the fat man looked at him, the doctor adjusted his glasses four or five times.
Noticing the fat man's gaze, the doctor adjusted his glasses again and said hello with his eyes.
"When did you grow two extra tails?" This was the first thing the fat man asked after he came to his senses.
Because he could clearly see that the tail hanging from his own tail and the tail hanging from Xiao Xiao and Dylan were three, and they all grew out of the black cat's butt. This completely broke his previous inherent understanding of black cats.
Know.
Hearing the fat wizard's question, the two huge cat eyes in the room closed dangerously, the beards at the corners of his mouth swept back, and Bai Sensen's teeth showed how sharp they were: "It's already this time, you still have thoughts about me.
How many tails do you have? Why don’t you care about how many lives you have first?”
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