[Evil Boy] attacks for one second and crashes at the speed of light.
But Zheng Xiu, who was stuck in the fence, was completely stunned.
Bo~
He pulled himself out with force.
Rub your face.
Squeeze your arms.
The incarnation has a physical body!
Zheng Xiu's mood instantly changed from shock to surprise. He raised and lowered his hands to confirm that it was correct.
"It seems like it may be because I opened the 'Ninth Gate' in the portal. Taking one step forward, all the changes brought about by the upgrade of derivative abilities!"
A small step forward on the path will be a big step for Mr. Zheng!
Until then, Zheng Xiu vaguely figured out the trick on how to penetrate deeply into the door.
One, clear the ghost monster.
Second, upgrade the cell.
Although the specific linear relationship between the two is not known, after clearing Baili Village and upgrading the prison cell to Wangtian Prison, Zheng Xiu opened the "Jiazi·Ninth Gate". When the derivative ability was upgraded from "first glimpse of the door" to "little attainment", now that [Fugue] is activated, the avatar finally has an actual form and is no longer A Piao.
Plop, plop, plop.
Zheng Xiu vaguely noticed a strange pulsation in his chest. He pulled back his clothes and saw that the "claw"-shaped blood vessels on his chest were bulging, which was clearly the mark of a "bird in prison".
I felt the pulse again, and the blood vessel pulsation caused by the bird in the prison was transmitted to my hand, and it felt distinct.
At least, the current [Bad Boy] looks and feels like it.
Like a person.
At this time, Zheng Xiu quickly turned around, looked at the main body, and took off the main body's clothes.
On the main body's chest, the "claw"-shaped blood vessel bulge disappeared.
"Does the bird in the prison follow its consciousness?"
Zheng Xiu was excited to experience his new incarnation.
He had never been so excited when his bank deposit exceeded eight figures.
Sure enough, power and wealth are the romance of men.
Indispensable.
Now he has both.
[Evil Boy] had a smile on his face, half evil and half innocent.
Zheng Xiu easily opened the hundred-refined steel fence, got out of the prison, and straightened it one by one.
To be honest, the materials used to cast Wangtian Prison are extremely hard.
But it is obvious that Mr. Zheng is tougher and easily escapes from Wangtian Prison in his incarnation.
When creating the incarnation of [Evil Boy], Zheng Xiu did not expect that he would have an entity in reality so soon.
The incredible [Physique] and [Strength] attributes have created a pony... uh no, a super hot boy!
Zheng Xiu stood on the edge of Wangtian Prison, looked down, opened his arms, and felt the pleasure of the cold wind blowing on his face.
Now Mr. Zheng only faces one problem:
How was he supposed to get down from this cliff cage safely without Ah Piao?
…
In the imperial city.
Tall buildings and short pavilions are scattered in rows and rows.
The heavy snow has stopped and the moonlight is cold.
There is still singing and dancing here, and there is peace and beauty everywhere.
Looking at the rooftop a hundred steps away, a tall figure dressed in black jumped easily between the buildings.
On his shoulder stands a raven with black hair, and around his waist is a black iron wood order with the words "Night Guard, Five Six Seven" written on it.
Among Ye Weiyang, except for "December" who stands at the top, all other Ye Weiyang members only have code names but no names.
Night Guard 567 looked at the rooftop from a distance and saw a flock of crows circling normally in the sky, nothing unusual.
He frowned and pressed his fingers to the raven on his shoulder.
In an instant, the raven's eyes became a little more lively.
At the same time, Night Guard 567 closed his eyes tightly, brewing his emotions, and two tears fell silently.
Before joining the Night Guard, he was born in Daqiannan Region and Jeju. Due to war twenty years ago, he moved to the north with his father. During his lifetime, his father was a well-known "mourner". Later, his five, six, and seven sons inherited his father's business and also entered the "mourner" business.
What is a mourner?
At the funeral of the deceased, mourners walk with the coffin, crying and creating an atmosphere.
Wuliuqi was very dedicated and made innovations. He would cry with the birds, dogs, chickens, and ducks on the street. Crying "Look! The chickens, ducks and fish over there are all feeling sad for the master! Look! That dog is crying to death! That cat is so sad that all its fur has fallen out." !”
One year, two years, three years, ten years.
He cried for ten whole years.
Wuliuqi's self-created "Birds, Fishes, Insects and Crying Flow" gradually gained recognition from the neighbors.
Legend has it that when he was mourning, there would be birds circling and magpies crying blood.
Whenever someone dies within a radius of a hundred miles, five or sixty-seven people will be hired to mourn the death.
Among the many mourners, he cried the most miserably and truly, making the birds, fish and insects resonate with him.
One night, he dreamed that he fell into dark water and there was a door in front of him.
Wuliuqi woke up and found that he could really hear the cries of animals.
A first glimpse into the door - "The Weeper"!
The raven flew straight to the rooftop and circled a few times before returning to its original spot.
"It's strange. The ravens were clearly disturbed here just now, but nothing unusual can be detected at this moment."
Following the same pattern, the miraculous trick was performed again, and the raven took off again. With the Tianlao on the Wangtiantai as the center, the raven was flying and patrolling from a high position.
After a while, Night Guard Wu Liuqi discovered the traces of three colleagues not far away.
In Ye Weiyang, there are distinct levels, and members of different levels have slightly different attires.
Just like those three.
The two men were carrying boxes on their backs, and their black clothes were embroidered with cloud patterns. There were stars hidden in the clouds, belonging to the twenty-eight constellations.
The other person's clothes and cuffs were embroidered with crescent moon patterns, which made him look even more high-end. He was clearly one of the "Decembers" who held a high position.
"Hiss! It turns out to be a high-level figure!"
Wu Liuqi suddenly realized that it was a high-level person who had appeared and disturbed the ravens.
…
The words are divided into two parts.
What Wu Liuqi, an unknown night guard, didn't know was that the three big bosses he saw through the raven's vision were righteous.
"Damn it! The soul-chasing lamp won't scratch it anymore!"
Dou Xie patted the black box behind Yue Yan angrily, pointed at the black cat inside, raised his fist, and said angrily: "Sister Yue Yan, I want to beat it."
On the side, Feng Bei silently clenched his fists and made a crisp sound.
The black cat really spoiled the three of them today.
The three of them first traced the real cause of Swen Tong's death.
The black cat indeed smelled the remaining "traces" on Swen Tong's body.
When a thaumaturian performs a spell, he will most likely leave a "smell" behind, and this smell can only be tracked by the soul-chasing lantern and the raven.
But today, as if seeing a ghost, the black cat led the three of them around the city dozens of times.
From the north of the city to the palace, from the palace to the east of the city, and from the east of the city back to the north of the city.
It took three hours.
From day to night.
However, at this point, the black cat suddenly stopped scratching the box and made no movement.
Dou Xie wanted to drag the black cat out and beat him up.
Yueyan was also very angry at first and thought about starving the soul-catching lantern for a few days, but when she dragged the black cat out and saw the black cat whimpering pitifully, Yueyan suddenly realized: "It's not that the soul-chasing lantern is playing tricks, it's killing." If you kill Swen Tong, the smell will disappear!"
Yue Yanmeng took out a booklet from her arms and turned to one of the pages. On it was a simple map of the imperial city with a few simple marks. Yue Yan raised her head, looked around and said, "That's right, this is the place where Mr. Shi died suddenly."
Feng Bei unclenched his fist and said calmly: "You mean, that person appeared from nowhere, walked around the imperial city thirty-six times in a swagger, killed Shi Wentong without anyone noticing, and then suddenly disappeared. Already?"
Dou Xie looked incredible.
The city is full of ravens. Although ravens cannot understand human speech, there must be something strange if there are thaumaturgis who are arrogantly moving around.
Yue Yan smiled bitterly: "The Night Lord is not in the Imperial City now, but there are many masters in the Imperial City. He can just be sneaky on weekdays. He can circle the Imperial City dozens of times in mid-air without being noticed by anyone. This person may be extremely powerful. This is possible only if he is a special 'doorway' magician, or if his strength has at least reached the 'small heaven level'. After all, the raven and the soul-chasing lantern are not omnipotent. There are many weird people among thaumaturges, and there is one. There are two exceptions, nothing surprising.”
After saying that, Yue Yan closed the small notebook and took it back into her arms.
The silent meaning of this move is obviously: the clue is broken, call it a day.
Feng Bei turned around and said, "I'll check again. It's been a hard night."
Yue Yan smiled and said: "What a coincidence, I have to catch three new clothes tonight."
Dou Xie hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "I still have to copy forty-eight pages of "Xian Xin Qing Ming"."
Yue Yan sneered: "It would be better to copy "The Secret Record of the Erotic Palace" than to copy that thing."
Dou Xie immediately blushed when he heard this: "Do you want you to take care of it?"
The two of them were left chattering, and Feng Bei left alone.
…
Mr. Zheng didn't jump around, but he discovered that after the [Speed Travel] advanced, it gained a very practical little function.
The advanced effect of [Fugue] was more practical than he imagined.
Today's [Spiritual Travel] can truly be called "Shenyou".
Zheng Xiuneng can switch between "A Piao" and "Entity" at will.
Ah Piao can fly, pass through walls, and spy.
Needless to say about the entity, the macho man is strong and the evil boy is brave.
But the only slight flaw is that the time limit for using [Fugue] is related to the special ability used by the avatar.
If the ability is used excessively, the time the avatar can spend outside activities will be quickly reduced.
Although Zheng Xiu has not explored the limits of his travel distance, it currently seems that his avatar can move freely within the imperial city.
"Flaws do not hide the faults!"
Zheng Xiu's real body squats peacefully in the prison, drinks tea and brags, and when he goes out in disguise, he can instantly return to his real body when encountering a crisis.
However, what Zheng Xiu is worried about is that if the incarnation disappears blatantly in front of people, it will be too eye-catching. As a last resort, he needs to avoid the sight of ordinary people before exiting the [fugue] state.
This setting reminded Zheng Xiu inexplicably of those masked heroes who always like to hide in alleys and take out their transformers.
Zheng Xiu turned into a "villain boy" and walked through the streets and alleys. Inadvertently, Zheng Xiu came to a mansion with a garden.
The door of the house is inlaid with gold and jade, which is very grand. The stone lions on both sides are majestic and are made by famous craftsmen in the city.
The plaque on the door of the house reads "Zheng Zhai".
Zheng Xiu returned to his home.
Moreover, he paced back and forth in front of his house for about ten minutes.
After the butterfly effect, Zheng Xiu was unable to confirm whether his former friends were still friends and whether his former partners were still where they were.
But he felt that no matter what happened, Zheng Erniang and him had been dependent on each other for many years and would stay at home as always.
However, the problem that currently troubles Mr. Zheng the most is.
How should he explain his current identity?
"Yo! Young man!"
In the dead of night, when Zheng Xiuzhu somehow entered at the door of his house, a friendly voice suddenly sounded behind Zheng Xiu, and at the same time, a cigarette stick with white smoke was silently placed on the shoulder of [The Villain].
The dressed-up Qing Shisan somehow appeared behind Zheng Xiu. He leaned down and approached Zheng Xiu with a smile. He took a puff and blew out neat smoke rings.
"Young man, do you know that the Zheng family has refused to receive guests these days?"
The moment Qingpi said these words.
The roofs of the east, west, north and south wings of Zheng's house.
One after another, ghost-like shadows wearing hoods and black clothes stood silently above Zheng's house.
Their dark night clothes made them almost blend into the night.
