At midnight, a child with beautiful features, red lips and white teeth walks with a lantern on the wall of the courtyard. This scene is so weird and creepy at first sight.
"I don't know, it's probably something like a guardian spirit. Don't panic, this little thing isn't strong and it hasn't been around for a long time."
"There has been no movement for so long, so there must be no one left."
"Three ignorant idiots, who write articles that can directly reach people in heaven. I really thought that the house he lived in would be so simple, and they actually climbed over the wall to get in."
In the dark night, a group of people who are almost perfectly integrated with the night lie in the gutter. The eyes that have been trained for a long time with special drugs are enough to see through the night. The ears that have also been trained in a special way can also hear the faint sounds of the distant mansion.
Howling and screaming.
"Boss, when should I sneak in?"
"Wait a minute, there are a lot of people coming tonight, and there should be a lot of impatient people who can't hold it in."
"Fish in troubled waters?"
"Well, our mission is not that we just need to find out the situation. It doesn't matter whether it's valuable or not. There's no rush. It's okay even if we lie here all night."
"There's a situation!"
I saw dozens or hundreds of pairs of densely packed mountain cols in the distance, with flashing green eyes appearing, and then rushing toward Feng Mansion on a disgusting fishy wind.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
The scalp-numbing sound echoed in the night, and the gray-furred rats as big as Dou Ban, driven by some kind of force, rushed towards Feng Mansion.
"Tsk~ What a bunch of rat spirits, I wonder which family raised them?"
There was a faint sigh, and a group of people lying in the ditch looked at each other, but they didn't say anything, because the place where the sound came from was very close to them, and they didn't even see anyone's shadow.
And as this frightening group of rats charged towards the Feng family mansion, the mountains, forests and vegetation near the mansion became restless, and there seemed to be many ghosts dancing faintly.
Meow~
Just when the rats were about to rush into the Feng family village, a dexterous figure that blended in with the night jumped onto the roof. The next moment, dazzling golden eyes shined in the dark night, and the brilliant light illuminated the night sky.
squeak--
The hoarse screams of rats rang out, and the group of rats that had been charging forward instantly collapsed. It was the suppression from the bloodline and the unrivaled power.
Under the silent gaze of many "people", this group of hundreds of rats vividly demonstrated what it means to run away with their heads covered. Hundreds of rats as big as domestic cats ran away in all directions and collapsed on the spot.
Meow~
The black cat that jumped up to the roof would never let go of the snacks that were about to be brought to his mouth. But when he saw a mysterious light in the night, the green light that was scattered in the night suddenly became much less, and it looked a lot more refreshing.
.
"Hiss~ What a black house cat. It's really cruel. Where does this cat's owner come from?"
Above the gutter, there was nothing visible, but the sound of emotion could still be heard, and the legs and stomachs of the group of people lying in the gutter began to tremble.
Meow~
There was another cat meow, and suddenly a broken-armed scribe appeared above the ditch. The moment he appeared, he jumped towards the ditch like a frightened deer. Regardless of his appearance, he directly stuck to the ditch.
Lie down on the ground, motionless.
"..."
The group of people who were lying in the gutter looked at each other, and some of them couldn't help laughing.
"I thought he was some kind of expert, but it turns out he is a lowly quack magician who can't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf. He was so frightened by this cat that he looked like this."
"You bunch of powerful lackeys who have lost all face as warriors, shut your mouths. That is a veritable black cat. Do you really think that the cat can't see you when you put on the Night Hidden Clothes? It's
Too lazy to care about you."
The broken-armed scribe who was humiliated almost gritted his teeth and cursed every word.
"We are the lackeys of the powerful, who are you?"
"Shut up!"
The scribe who is proficient in the art of concealment can't wait to cover the mouth of this fool. He doesn't care about his ignorance, but he still has to pretend. Which aristocratic family sends such a fool?
"Tell me, whose lackey are you? Why should we listen to you?"
The man, who was all in pitch black, looked at the scribe who had his face pressed to the ground, not daring to show his head, and asked with a smile.
Each of them carries a sound-absorbing talisman, so when communicating in a small area, there is no need to worry about the sound traveling too far.
"Idiots, do you think those broken talismans on you are effective?"
At this time, the scribe realized that something was wrong. He stood up and performed another small technique, preparing to stay away from this group of idiots who knew nothing about the world.
"Meow!"
But the moment he stood up, the rich bloody smell filled his nostrils. He slowly raised his head with a stiff neck and met a pair of shining golden eyes. The golden light broke his spiritual will and made him
At this moment, I understood my identity.
"Am I an abandoned son? A pathfinder?"
He was not sent here on an exploratory mission at all. The people above regarded him as a clairvoyant used to make money. Even the cat in front of him and all the three religions and nine schools present were not enough for him to kill.
"Hahaha, that's it!"
The scribe laughed and looked at the black cat in front of him with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, with a sad look of resignation.
"Boss, this demon cat discovered us."
"Kill this beast."
In the sewer, the consciousness of the warriors had been revealed, and they all rose up simultaneously with a tacit understanding. Black blades without any luster streaked through the air, and there was no sound even from the wind.
"What a warrior!"
Seeing this scene, the scribe naturally had nothing to say, so he turned around and ran away. An ant would not care about his life, let alone him.
However, while running, he did not forget to look back, and what he saw frightened him out of his wits. He ran faster, wishing his parents had two more legs.
Because, because he saw that the black cat, which was just the size of an ordinary house cat, jumped together and transformed into a black tiger with no mottled colors. With a tap of the cat's claws with sharp hooks, a man
The warrior then fell into pieces, as if crushed by clay.
"Is this group of people desperate for their lives?"
However, in the process of running away, the scribe saw out of the corner of his eye that among the mountains, forests and trees near the Feng family mansion, dozens and hundreds of spiritual lights lit up, and all kinds of strange-looking people almost rushed towards Feng in unison.
Mansion.
"act recklessly!"
The scribe who had suddenly realized that he was a pathfinder stone ran wildly. At the same time, he taunted the group of people who had ulterior motives and special purposes and wanted to take the opportunity to break into Feng Mansion.
"A bunch of outcasts."
On the other side, Xuan Mao, who transformed into a black tiger and massacred the spies, saw that the Feng family mansion was attacked again, but had no intention of returning. Instead, there was a look of teasing in his dazzling golden eyes.
However, those who were ordered to come to investigate could not see it. They only thought that Xuan Mao was the guard of Feng Mansion. They lured it out, and the mansion was allowed to be explored by them.
After all, Feng Mansion doesn't look big from the outside, but country people don't know much about it. Compared with those wealthy and aristocratic families, it's just a separate courtyard.
However, when a Qingpi Lai monk held such an idea and mixed with the "human" flow, successfully climbed over the courtyard wall of Feng Mansion and entered it, he suddenly lost his thoughts.
How pitiful God is. Monk Lai, who was expelled from the temple for breaking the precepts, knew what he was capable of, so he deliberately chose a secluded place and climbed over the wall to enter the courtyard.
But, damn it, who can tell him why?
Why can a broken broom be so powerful?
Ouch~
Monk Lai let out an almost inhuman scream when he was hit on the buttocks by a broom that looked like it had been used for four or five years and was about to fall apart. He felt that his hip bones were almost broken by this blow.
Damn it, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, his muscles and bones are as strong as fine steel, and his blood is as strong as a lion and a tiger. He is only one step away from entering the innate realm.
But now, in a rural courtyard, he was chased and beaten with a broken broom, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back.
The force and angle of the broom hitting his body reminded him of the monk master who taught him martial arts. However, with the same pain in his muscles and bones, his master would charge three points when he taught him, but this broken broom was really
beat him to death.
"Straight bitch, are you really incapable of being a wild monk?"
Feeling that this was not the way to go, Monk Lai let out an angry roar and moved his whole body. The energy and blood in his body reflected a golden-red light. At this moment, his originally ferocious face actually had the aura of a glaring Vajra.
However, it was as if a broom held by an invisible innate master came across and struck the monk cleanly on the forehead.
Dang~
After a crisp sound, the monk's forehead was sunken and the golden light dispersed. His tall and strong body shook twice and fell to the ground. Dark red blood flowed out of his seven orifices.
"Why is this happening?"
The remaining wild monk still had thoughts, but he was almost stunned. He never dreamed that one day he would die under a broom.
"What is this place?"
The unwilling monk suddenly opened his eyes because he saw more incredible things that were beyond common sense.
When someone stepped on a piece of bluestone on the steps that should have been stepped on, it suddenly cracked open and turned into a large jagged mouth. When the large mouth opened and closed, it instantly broke the calf of a strong-blooded warrior.
Another piece of grass, harmless to humans and animals, was inconspicuous. When a strange man with a deer-headed and rat-like eyes passed by, it actually burst out with clearly visible sharp sword energy, directly cutting the strange man back to his original form - a weasel spirit.
The most outrageous thing was that he saw a stool, which was obviously the most ordinary wooden stool that could be found everywhere. However, that stool, which was obviously made casually by a carpenter, actually knocked down a wild boar spirit with its exposed fangs.
All were broken.
He doesn't understand!
Why are there so many weird things in this mansion?
Why do these weirdos possess such exaggerated fighting power?
This is unreasonable!
It is not in line with the common sense of practice at all!