"Yan'er, how are you?" Liu Wei'an asked softly.
"I...it's okay!" Yan'er looked at the white world with a blank expression and was surprised: "How could this happen?" She looked at her hands and then at Dongfang Herring, "I'm not dead!"
She vaguely knew that all of this had something to do with her, but she didn't know exactly how.
"It's fine, don't worry about these." Liu Wei'an patted Yan'er's shoulder. Her body had returned to normal and she no longer radiated cold air. As long as there is no threat, her abilities will automatically hide.
boom!
Suddenly an ice lump fell from the dead tree. It was a crow, which startled Yan'er.
"Huh? No!" Liu Wei'an didn't care at first, but he suddenly realized something and looked up like lightning. The ice crystal shattered, revealing a small crow as big as a palm. Other crows are the size of two palms, but this crow is only the size of a palm, fully twice the size. The small size is a trivial matter, but the important thing is that there is a small tuft of white hair on its head.
Crows have white fur, which is unscientific no matter how you look at it.
"Ouch, Grandpa is dead!" The little crow let out a scream, fluttered its wings, pushed away the ice debris, walked with a limp, and then curled up again, "Grandpa was frozen to death!"
"Ah - this crow can talk." Yan'er was extremely surprised.
"I'm not a crow, of course I can talk." The little crow raised his head and looked at Yan'er and Liu Wei'an with a very proud look. Its eyes are white, not black, and they look so blank that people who look at them feel terrified.
"You are the crow." Yan'er shrank her body, thinking of Liu Wei'an beside her, and straightened up again. She was scared of big crows, but this little crow didn't seem that dangerous.
"Grandpa's soul has taken over the crow's body. In essence, grandpa is still a human being, not a bird." Little Crow emphasized.
"Oh!" Yan'er looked at the little crow curiously. I don't understand how the human soul and the crow's body can coexist.
"Junior Liu Wei'an, I have met my senior! I wonder what I call my senior?" Liu Wei'an clasped his fists. He had seen the little beggar. The little beggar's servant was a talking skeleton. That thing was much stranger than a talking crow. , so I don’t think there’s anything.
"I am -" Little Crow suddenly stopped and shook his little head: "It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate. You can't say my old man's name casually, otherwise there will be big problems. Well, you can't say it, so just call me Senior Crow alright."
"You're not saying you
Not a crow? "Yan'er couldn't help but interject.
"Call it Crow, but that doesn't mean it's a crow. Some people call it Goudan. Does that mean it's Goudan?" Little Crow asked.
"No!" Yan'er shook her head.
"Senior Crow, are those crows... still alive?" Liu Wei'an judged by himself that these crows were frozen to death. If it weren't for the little crows, he would be very confident in his judgment, but now he is not confident.
Isn’t the little crow alive and well?
"You are dead and frozen by the power of Yin. Do you still want to live? They are not real soul chasers, just some losers." Little Crow's tone was very contemptuous.
"Why aren't you dead?" Yan'er asked.
"My old man is naturally different. How can I put a loser on the same level as me? This is unreasonable." Little Crow was very angry.
"I'm sorry, old man, I just think you are younger." Yan'er apologized.
"Small size does not mean weak strength, understand? I really don't understand why Yin chose you because you are so stupid. Is it because you have a lot of water in your brain?" The little crow had a bad mouth.
"Senior, when did you come here? Are you familiar with this ruins?" Liu Wei'an remained alert as he spoke. Everything was frozen to death except it. Although the little crow didn't give out any dangerous aura, he felt that this thing was not simple, so he couldn't make a mistake with caution.
"You want to trick me?" Little Crow squinted at Liu Wei'an: "You are still too young, but you really asked the right person. No one knows this ruins better than me, no, shit Relics, who told you this is a relic, this is a tomb."
"Whose tomb?" Liu Wei'an asked.
"The tomb of the second generation human king." Little Crow said proudly.
"The Human King!" Liu Wei'an was startled, and then showed doubts: "No, if it is the human king's tomb, the layout is wrong. The terrain here cannot match the aura of a king. At most, it is a tomb of a prince."
"Three talents share the same respect, facing each other from all directions. Such a terrain is rare in the world. You actually said that the terrain is wrong. Do you know Feng Shui?" Little Crow looked at Liu Wei'an suspiciously, "Which school did you learn from? What did you get?"
"I have no sect, I am self-taught." Liu Wei'an said honestly.
"..." Little Crow said angrily: "If you don't move, don't talk nonsense. If it's just the tombs of princes, can it trap my old man - can it make my old man linger and reluctant to leave?"
"So you are trapped here." Although the little crow changed his words quickly, Yan'er heard it clearly.
"Fart, I stay here voluntarily." Little Crow was furious.
"I see, we won't disturb seniors anymore and say goodbye!" Liu Wei'an cupped his hands and turned around with Yan'er.
"Wait a minute for me -" the little crow became anxious and flew over with its wings, landing directly on Yan'er's shoulders regardless of whether Yan'er wanted to or not: "I'll leave with you. I feel destined to be with you."
"Oh——" Yan'er obviously disliked the little crow, but she didn't dare to drive it away. Her face was a little frightened, and she looked at Liu Wei'an aggrievedly: "Young Master——"
"Don't be afraid. Senior is so old that he won't bully women. Besides, as for men and women, it seems that he is a self-respecting person. He is not the kind of wretched old man who takes advantage of girls. He must be in the wrong place. ." Liu Wei'an smiled.
"You are very insidious." The little crow reluctantly left Yan'er's shoulder, hovering in mid-air for a long time before landing on Liu Wei'an's shoulder, and said angrily: "I'm taking advantage of you, let's go."
"Senior, where are you going?" Liu Wei'an asked, his expression still respectful.
"Go out, do you want to have dinner here?" Little Crow said impatiently.
"This junior is here to hunt for treasure. You can't return empty-handed after entering Treasure Mountain. This is the rule. You can't go out now that you haven't gotten anything." Liu Wei'an said.
"I have been hovering here for thousands of years, can the baby still wait for you to come? You are late." Little Crow said proudly.
"It turns out you are a tomb robber." Yan'er said.
"What a tomb robber, it sounds so ugly. Treasures buried underground will rot over time. This is a huge waste of treasures. I am determined to save the treasures. I am a great treasure mover, not a inferior one. Grave robber." Little Crow said loudly.
"Senior is right." Liu Wei'an said with a smile: "In the eyes of seniors, what they look at are naturally peerless treasures. Juniors don't have high requirements, just leftovers. Even if they are broken and useless, juniors like them. At least they have increased their knowledge. . If senior is willing to give pointers, I believe I will gain something soon and we can go out early."
"You're a very bad boy, let's go." Little Crow knew that Liu Wei'an had seen through the fact that he couldn't get out, so he used this as a threat to force him to lead the way. Although it was a transaction, he felt very unhappy. For many years, he was the only one who had blackmailed others, but he had never been blackmailed by anyone.
Not a good thing!
