Crow Raiders Attack (5200 words long chapter)

Zheng Xiu strode into the main hall.

Last night he came with Feng Bei.

Now he is alone, carrying a scroll on his back, facing each other in the shadow of a candle.

In the main hall, the old monk with gray beard was still sitting on the futon, with the wooden fish in front of him having a smooth surface.

The old monk seemed to have sat there all night without moving a step.

Zheng Xiu passed a [Detection] when he came in.

He found that the two doors in the main hall were brand new, the positions of other futons had been moved, and there were nail scratches on one of the floors.

There was sandalwood burning in the four corners, but Zheng Xiu still smelled an indescribable smell from the quiet and elegant fragrance.

The flavor is very light and almost unnoticeable.

If I had to describe it, it smells like... bird droppings.

Although Master Waiting has a secret in his heart, he did make it clear from the beginning that the painting could not be handed over to Ye Weiyang. It was he who asked Chu Susu to steal the scroll and take it away from Yunliu Temple. Zheng Xiu would not do it without any reason.

Blaming Chu Susu, blaming this and that when something happens is not Zheng Xiu's style. A real tough man should have the courage to accept his mistakes, bear everything, and turn things around.

Suddenly.

Zheng Xiu watched the old monk sitting alone in the hall reciting "Wait a minute" while hundreds of thousands of crows performed in slow motion at the same time, and he cried out in his heart.

Yeah--Yeah---

"Yes."

He suddenly woke up and found that under the influence of [Painter], his thinking and decision-making seemed to be the same as usual, but he was strangely obsessed with pursuing Gongsun Mo's century-old paintings.

What is the relationship between the old monk and the Night Lord?

Why does the old monk call the Night Master an "old friend"?

Zheng Xiu was full of doubts, but at this moment, the ravens gathered in the sky were densely packed, and black crow feathers were floating down, as if there was a rainstorm made of crow feathers. Zheng Xiu had never traveled from Fengbei or Fengbei.

Yue Yan has heard about the deeds of the "crow farmer", and she doesn't know about the other party's magical skills. One can imagine the mystery of the crow farmer.

The operation this time was not to ask Zheng Xiu to withdraw. When Zheng Xiu heard the sound, his irritation in his heart was instantly "waited" and he gradually calmed down.

really!

The real stranger, Feng Bei, has always been very taboo about his own "doorway".

The old monk nodded and looked up.

But at this moment, Zheng Xiu vaguely figured out the connection.

The blue sky and daytime are clear, like a clean picture. The ravens flying from all directions are like someone accidentally smashing the ink tank, and the thick ink is polluted from all directions to the center. Zheng Xiu's imaginary metaphor is definitely not

Exaggeration, one can imagine that the number of ravens is extremely terrifying, and seems to indicate that some kind of terrifying existence is about to come.

When Ruchen turned back, a "charming" smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. That smile on Xiafei's cheeks made Zheng Xiu's scalp tingle. But before Zheng Xiu could take a closer look, Ruchen had jumped into the slide and slid into the darkness.

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Between the two recitations, the old monk hurriedly reminded in the hall: "Let Ruchen take you away from this place quickly!"

But before he could make arrangements, Chu Susu ran away with Monk Hua in a daze. In a hurry, Zheng Xiu could only follow.

Thousands of crows approached from all directions. Zheng Xiu's expression changed. He turned back and pushed the door open to walk outside the palace. He found that there were thousands of ravens in the sky, gathering into a group, like an ominous black cloud, covering the sky.

The sun and the earth press towards Yunliu Temple.

Zheng Xiu complained: "Master, if you have anything to say, please say it directly."

"I beg you, Master, not to play riddles."

The visibility inside the cave was extremely low, but the strong man's physical fitness was far beyond that of ordinary people. He followed Ruchen all the way and swam quickly in the twists and turns of the cave.

Too much!

Crows are scavengers, and they accompany the dead. Since ancient times, crows have been regarded as ominous. Now a huge flock of crows is coming. Even though Zheng Xiu knows that the crows have no attack power, he is still amidst the overwhelming crows.

My whole body was tense, my hairs stood up, and it was difficult to relax.

"Why?"

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, dense crows came from outside the house, coming from a distance.

"time to go!"

Zheng Xiu was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but laugh. His eyes were like torches, brighter than the candlelight in the palace.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Having said this, the master suddenly raised his head, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the ceiling of the main hall.

This moment.

He is the one to blame for all this!

It was because he was inexplicably attracted to Gongsun Mo's ancient paintings in order to deepen his knowledge as a painter, and he coveted "weird things" that were vague and uncertain or even non-existent, which led to Feng Bei ending up like this.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh-"

Yes! The master had said from the beginning that he was unwilling to hand over the painting, and the old monk also advised them to leave. However, Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei didn't care, and were still obsessed with the "cannibal painting".

Zheng Xiu's expression changed again. He had never seen such a large number of ravens gathering together. Even the ravens hovering over the Imperial City of Daqian were not even one-third of the number of ravens flying towards Jiangjun Peak at this moment.

one.

The old monk did not say wait this time.

Can Gate Path Magic be played like this?

If the old monk is not born a different person, we can only say that he has gone deep enough in his own path, which is unfathomable.

Zheng Xiu spoke sincerely.

The old monk shook his head: "What you need to fear is the human heart."

Not long after, there was first the sound of falling water, like a waterfall, and then two sounds of falling water. Zheng Xiu's eyes lit up, he lowered his hips, and followed the inertia and was thrown out of the slide, downwards.

come down.

Every choice, every investigation, rather than saying that he is following the path of [Painter], it is better to say that he gradually forgets that he is not a real magician of [Painter] path at all!

Zheng Xiu did not blame Chu Susu. When Chu Susu successfully stole the scroll from the old monk, Zheng Xiu had every chance to return the scroll.

"Zheng Shan, I have met Master Bing."

"Quick! There is a cave under the water! You can escape from here!"

Waiting for the master to suddenly perform the technique, the sound was like a morning bell.

Only then did Zheng Xiu realize that the smell of bird droppings hidden under the scent of sandalwood when he entered was not an illusion. The crow farmer from Weiyang must have been here that night.

Strange objects do not confuse people's minds. Zheng Xiu is very sure that he was very sane while pursuing the scroll. However, once a magician who has entered a certain door knows, or vaguely knows, the existence of the door's strange objects,

, as if you can't help but be affected by the "weird thing", and you will long for that weird thing from the bottom of your heart.

Strange things, the reason why Ye Weiyang calls them weird things, may be because "they" are never some kind of gift or miracle given by God, but weird things!

The more Zheng Xiu thought about it, the more frightened he became. Something seemed to clear up the fog in his heart.

Therefore, from the beginning, everything that happened was due to the choices of Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei. They chose that painting, so Feng Bei was swallowed up, and Feng Bei and himself fell into the Night Lord's situation.

"Then please keep your story short."

After Ruchen said that, he took a deep breath and dived into the water.

"Wait a minute!"

Chu Susu then followed. Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Susu's back thoughtfully. Then, Zheng Xiu held the cloth strap that tied the scroll tightly with one hand and slid down the secret passage.

"An old friend gave this painting to the old man and asked him to hand it over to the benefactor in Fengbei."

"Quick! Let's slide down the mountain!"

"Thank you, Master, for your concern. I am not afraid of ghosts."

Zheng Xiu originally wanted Chu Susu to stay here. Firstly, he and Chu Susu were not that familiar, and secondly, the strong man carrying the scroll was the Raven Man's target. Once he left here, Yunliu Temple should be fine.

"If you want to save her, you need to be involved in...Gongsun Mo's ancient paintings like her." The master seemed to have known Zheng Xiu's answer for a long time. His expression was not at all disturbed, and he said slowly: "But, a narrow escape from death.

Please make a careful decision, Zheng Shan Donor."

"...Okay!" Seeing the strong man's firm tone, Chu Susu felt convinced in her heart. She took a deep breath and nodded to the strong man, indicating that she was fine.

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth, thinking that if he made a move, the other party would tell him to wait, Zheng Xiu held back, and asked again: "Then Zheng will ask again, is your old friend the night master of Ye Weiyang?"

Dude.

Wait for the master to pick up a small wooden hammer and land on the wooden fish, hitting a dull note.

"It's Ye Weiyang's crowkeeper!"

Zheng Xiu is not an unreasonable person.

After a moment of silence, the old monk sighed softly and finally told the truth.

"It's time for you to go!"

The layout of the side hall is simple. Ruchen opened a dusty futon in the corner. There was a secret passage hidden under the futon. Entering the secret passage, it turned out to be a slide that was built at an unknown time.

"The word 'common people' is too vague. There are millions of people, how can we save so many? Master just wants to ask this question, I choose Fengbei."

The lips of the two people came closer little by little, and the hot breath of the macho man blew Chu Susu's long eyelashes, and they were about to sip.

Ruchen climbed ashore, looked back and saw that Chu Susu, who had been brought to the shore by the tough man, was completely silent, her face was blue and purple, and she said in shock.
To be continued...