Chapter 140: The remains of a wandering bird

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Mi Qing chose to keep her mouth shut, but when the quack came on, she would really make a quack sound. What's more important is that Gaga has a ninth-level characteristic, and so far she cannot instantly replace the ninth-level characteristic.

All she can do is impose level nine characteristics on her body one by one.

There was another quack. Mi Qing originally had no hope for this feature. But soon, a black bird appeared in the gap in the space occupied by the stone group.

With every quack, a small black bird appeared.

Mi Qing stared at the black bird standing on the stone group, searching for information in his mind, but there was no bird that could match it.

"quack--"

The black bird made a sound, and the speed of the condensed ghost hand pressing down on Shi Zuqun was stagnant. Shizhuqun seized this opportunity and waved out his right arm. The gravel flew everywhere, and the ghost hand was defeated again.

Before the source of the curse could condense into the ghost hand again, the black bird flapped its wings and rushed into the bloody hand with a squawking sound.

Under the bloody light, its pupils were actually double pupils!

One gray and one yellow, passing by each other.

In an instant, the source of the curse was dispersed and could no longer be gathered together, disappearing at the end of the passage.

Suddenly, the battle was over and calm returned to the place.

Shi Chunqun was so big that he felt depressed in such a space.

It looked at the blackbirds that had gathered together into one, with unconcealable surprise in its eyes. But because its back was turned to Mi Qing, the latter did not notice this change.

"puff--"

After a moment of calm, a mouthful of blood from Mi Qing broke the calm.

The nine-level characteristics overlapped and overlapped, and coupled with the previous body fracture, her body was about to go on strike.

Shi Chunqun turned his head to look at her with difficulty. Before leaving, he still did not forget to test Mi Qing, "If you are willing, we can make your body stronger."

Mi Qing said nothing. She wiped away the blood on her face and mouth roughly, ignoring the red marks that hurt from the touch. After letting the stone group disappear, her eyes fell on the black bird standing at the end of the grass vine.

Blackbirds are not big, only about the size of a palm.

With a pair of small eyes, it’s hard to see clearly unless you find a good angle.

Looking back now, its double pupils have disappeared.

"quack--"

Blackbird tilted his head and called to Mi Qing.

Mi Qing didn't understand the language of birds, so he grabbed the devil in his hand and asked, "What is it calling?"

Devil: "..."

"I'm just an uneducated devil! Not one of its kind!"

Even if he couldn't see the devil's appearance, Mi Qing could hear its speechlessness and collapse from its words.

As soon as Mi Qing let go of her hand, the devil flew away, but she could still be heard murmuring, "It's so useless, it seems I need to replace it."

The devil's ball of light suddenly fell to the ground and bounced several times. The next moment, it immediately turned around, approached Mi Qing, and said eagerly: "I remembered it. There were burial objects in my mother's coffin, and there seemed to be a paper bird that could speak human words. Maybe, we You can try it.”

Mi Qing: "Then what are you waiting for?"

The Japs gritted their teeth in their hearts, and the ball of light became brighter and brighter. After calling out the big black coffin, the ghost mother didn't want to show her head, so she only opened a crack and stuffed a blood-stained paper bird out.

The paper bird is shriveled, dirty, and looks a bit unreliable.

The devil's ball of light shook, and the Yin Qi overflowed and was absorbed by the paper bird. The deflated paper bird expanded instantly, and its belly was round, which was very different from its previous appearance.

Dots of blood stained the paper bird's body, and as it flapped its wings, it actually gained a little more vitality.

But the position of its eyes was blank.

At this moment, the Japanese reminded Mi Qing, "Drink your eyes."

The finishing touch?

What points to use?

Mi Qing looked and saw that there was only her blood.

The devil was about to say the source of the ghost, but Mi Qing actually put blood on the paper bird's eyes. It could only keep silent, complaining in its heart that she was very generous to a broken paper bird.

The blood drops fell on the paper bird's eyes, and a pair of blood pupils were automatically generated immediately.

"唳——"

With the blood pupils, the paper bird suddenly came to life. The first thing is to let out a cry that is inconsistent with the body.

This sound is much more powerful than the quacking of the black bird.

As a result, as soon as the paper bird looked at the silent black bird standing in the corner of the space, it fell from the void and hit the ground, causing dust to fly.

Mi Qing: "..."

It was hard for her to believe that the paper bird was reliable.

Jaap: "...Haha, it seems that the black bird is different, haha."

It smiled awkwardly to relieve the pressure brought by Mi Qing's gaze.

But when he turned around, he fed the paper bird some more yin energy, so that it wouldn't be so embarrassed.

The paper bird flapped its wings and flew up to relieve itself from the embarrassment, "Chi..." After croaking softly, it spoke intermittently, "I... I have been... not... speechless for too long, and I am not... used to it. "

Mi Qing didn't give it time to get used to it, pointed at the black bird and asked, "What is it?"

It is certainly not easy to repel the source of the curse with such a petite body.

But when the golden bird butterfly showed up as a butterfly before, it was not so powerful. This bird seems to be more powerful than the butterfly.

The paper bird's blood pupils flashed, "It..." It glanced at the silent black bird, feeling very stressed in its heart, "I... I know it."

Mi Qing: "...so what is it?"

"I don't know him," Paper Bird retorted.

As soon as the Japs saw Mi Qing's expression, he felt that something was about to happen. Mi Qing pressed the paper bird under him and beat him up, "I'm going to let you talk nonsense! Let you fool people! I'll make you say things that don't match your words!"

The funerary objects of ghosts are the accessories of ghosts and have an amplifying effect on ghosts. If one of them is lost, the ghost mother will probably become even weaker.

This is not possible.

"唳——"

If the original cry of the paper bird was very powerful, then this cry now only makes people feel pitiful.

Mi Qing looked at Paper Bird being beaten and her anger filled with anger. Even her blood-stained eyes seemed to dim a bit. She stopped the Japs' violence, looked at Black Bird, and asked bluntly: "Who are you? "

Characteristics are conscious, that is already a fact.

Although for Mi Qing, she prefers a group of characteristics similar to skills. But now that the matter has come to this, she will not reject the characteristics because of this.

The black bird quacked, but Mi Qing couldn't understand it.

She looked at the paper bird. The paper bird was pitiful. "It said...it is the remains of a wandering bird. A wandering bird is a spirit that is born and raised by the earth. It is born of hope and dies of despair."

Live in hope and die in despair?

Mi Qing thought thoughtfully, "What does the residual body mean?"

The paper bird was ruined. "The remaining souls of all the wandering bird clan gather together after their death. They will not exist for a long time. But if they find the souls of each other, there is hope for their clan to be reborn."

"Oh," Mi Qing heard it.

The migrating birds, like the stone groups, are all looking for life.

She couldn't bear this burden.

"quack--"

The black bird was still chirping. Just as the paper bird was about to speak, Mi Qing grabbed it in his hand and said with a calm expression, "It's time for you to go back."

Paper Bird: "Huh?"

Before he could say anything more, he was rudely thrown into the coffin by Mi Qing.

Then, with a snap, the big black coffin closed, and the sound of the flapping paper bird disappeared.

Mi Qing patted the large black coffin, which automatically entered her file and disappeared.

The Japanese was curious, so he said sweetly, "Mom, why don't you continue listening?"