"ah--"
"ah--"
"ah--"
A huge shadow covered the sky.
Those are the crow-keeper's "meat wings."
Ruchen looked at the demon-like figure not far away in shock.
Countless arms stretched out from behind the crowkeeper, forming huge black flesh wings. Drops of black sticky liquid dripped down from the fleshy wings. When they reached the air and before they hit the ground, they let out a crow, squirmed like mud and turned into black ravens.
The dim light of the setting sun dimmed instantly, and the Crow Raider was like a huge black hole, absorbing all the remaining light.
Behind the crow keeper, as the fleshy wings stretched out, an invisible black curtain spread outwards, darkening the sky.
Daylight is devoured.
Only endless black shadows remained above Jingtang Town.
moment,
Night is coming!
The crow keeper has brought endless darkness!
"How..."
Ruchen pulled the scroll tightly behind his back with his hands, his face showing shock.
He promised Zheng Xiu that the painting depends on the person.
If the painting is no longer there, there is no need for others to be there.
Ruchen could not imagine that the "thing" that now spreads its wings like a huge black bird in the sky could be a person.
The sky is full of ravens circling beside the raven-keeper.
The ravenkeeper's flesh squirmed and transformed into a raven.
At this moment, the crowkeeper had no arms, only his head wrapped in red cloth, the fleshy wings on his back, and a pair of feet.
It now looked like a raven magnified countless times.
"Silly monk! Why would you risk your life for a worthless picture?"
"What do you know! This is a promise made by one man to another man. It is as heavy as a thousand mountains!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, such a man is rare in the world, I love you so much~"
"Hehehehe! If you ask me, my own life is more important! We can't die together!"
"Brother, run away!"
"You won't die if you leave this broken painting behind!"
"Other people's lives are not as important as your own!"
"That won't work! A gentleman's words are hard to follow!"
"If four horses can't do it, can eight horses do? Everything in the world has a price!"
"roll roll roll!"
In an instant, Ruchen's face changed rapidly, sometimes like a submissive scholar, sometimes like a delicate young woman, sometimes like an ignorant child, sometimes like a murderous gangster.
Every time Ruchen's expression changed, he said a sentence in a different tone.
But this crazy talk is more like arguing with himself than talking to himself.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"
Ruchen's face changed, and finally turned back to Ruchen himself. He suddenly knelt down and slammed his head on the ground.
Boom!
The ground cracked.
The skin on Ruchen's forehead suddenly burst open and blood dripped.
The severe pain made the noisy voice in his ears disappear.
The blood flowed from the top of his forehead, blinding his eyes, sliding down the wings of his nose, and flowing into the corners of his mouth.
Ruchen stuck out his tongue and took a lick, and the sweet taste made him laugh happily: "Quiet now!"
He could no longer hear the voice of his inner demons.
The only sounds left in my ears were the noisy wind and the shrill cries of ravens filling the sky.
Countless ravens were like a black cloud, pressing towards Ruchen.
The crowkeeper spread his fleshy wings, and the rubble and rubble rose high into the sky, forming a cloud of dust and gray.
"ah--"
The crow-keeper let out a crow, and his eardrums were shattered by the sound, and blood spilled out.
"You don't understand, you don't understand, you don't understand."
Ruchen clasped his hands together, sat on the ground, and looked at the sky full of ravens with a smile.
"Brother Zheng asked me if I could trust the little monk."
The hundred-meter-long fleshy wings crushed a piece of raven into black blood as it rolled.
The crow farmer is getting closer and closer to Ruchen.
Ruchen was still sitting and continued:
"I said I believed it, and Brother Zheng gave the painting to the young monk."
"The painting depends on the person's presence."
"so,"
Black mist gradually overflowed from the pores on Ruchen's body.
The monk opened his mouth and smiled, and the word "Renchen" on his tongue produced drops of blood.
Six shadows loomed behind Ruchen, but they were not formed and could not be distinguished as human beings.
The fleshy wings, carrying the wind as sharp as a knife, fluttered down.
The sharp wind tore holes in Ruchen's face.
"Just as Brother Zheng believes that the young monk will not leave the painting. The young monk also believes that Brother Zheng will not leave the young monk."
Ruchen closed his eyes.
"well said."
An old voice suddenly sounded behind Ruchen.
The moment this sound rang out, Ruchen suddenly had the illusion that the sound of wind and crows disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But the old man's voice did not cover up the surrounding sounds, but the moment the old voice sounded, it seemed to take away the presence of other sounds in Ruchen's ears.
call out!
A beam of golden light shot out from behind Ruchen, like an indestructible sword, piercing the sky.
laugh!
The black cloud composed of ravens was instantly broken into a big hole by the sword light.
The red dim light that had not yet had time to go down the mountain was cast from the big hole, and a beam of blood-red dusk sunlight dispelled the darkness!
Ruchen opened his mouth wide.
He thought Zheng Xiu would make a comeback.
But who is coming...?
"Monk, stay back."
Ruchen quickly stood up and looked back.
I saw a silver-haired old man dressed in spotless white clothes, with his silver hair tied up neatly.
The old man's face was rosy. He made a sword finger with one hand and held it behind his back with the other hand. He slowly floated down in the air, his clothes and skirts swayed, and he looked like a fairy from the dust.
"Who are you?"
The monk was stunned for a while, his neck clicked, his head tilted, and he was puzzled by the sudden appearance of the old man.
He originally thought that Brother Zheng would make a comeback and fight again and again.
I never expected that a bad old man would show up.
If you look closely, you will see that this old man is full of character, his facial features and temperament look a lot like Zheng Shan's.
When the old man said the word "monk", his tone and demeanor made Ruchen couldn't help but add two points.
Nine points similar!
He looks like an older version of a macho man!
"Brother Zheng? You actually...exhausted your lifespan?"
Ruchen couldn't believe that two strangers could look so similar, and he understood in the blink of an eye, with tears in his eyes.
For him, Brother Zheng did not hesitate to use up his lifespan and used krypton life magic!
"I am not someone you know! Remember, I am Zheng Baimei."
Zheng Xiu said calmly, without looking at Ruchen again, he tiptoed and floated up to the sky.
He almost blurted out that he was cheating.
Crow-keepers spread their wings in the night sky.
The dim light reflected on the crow-keeper was as hot as fire, and the crow-keeper was covered in foul-smelling black smoke.
"The weakness is sunlight."
This is the "restriction" of the crowkeeper!
Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows. No wonder the crow farmer turns the surroundings into darkness when he takes on such a terrifying posture.
An existence similar to "ghosts" formed around them.
But it's not a ghost.
It is more like a scene ability, wrapping Jingtang Town with a "dark tent", turning the place into night.
Looking at the ferocious posture of the crowkeeper and the dark tent in the dark night.
Zheng Xiu's mind was spinning with thoughts, and he suddenly figured it out.
Rules, media, restrictions.
With a little more imagination, the pattern opened up, and Zheng Xiu's understanding of the "crow farmer" actually echoed the theory of Menjing Thaumatology.
"The Crow Keeper, turns out to be a thaumaturge?"
"Is this also some kind of doorway?"
"A kind of doorway that I have never seen before?"
The core of peeking into the portal is the acting method.
But with human imagination, most of the people they can play are just various roles among the people in the city.
Raven Raider Raven Raider, who plays...a raven!
A bird creature!
In other words, from the beginning, the path that the crow farmer took was not a path that ordinary people could take!
He turned into a crow!
Abandoning the human body has become an ominous gesture!
No matter in terms of posture or character, the crow farmer has become a complete "crow"!
The crow has been regarded as an ominous bird since ancient times. Because of its carrion-eating characteristics, it was also known as the "death bird" in ancient times.
The implication is that wherever crows come, there must be dead people.
To play the role of a crow, he must imitate the cry of a crow, imagine spreading its wings, imitate the behavior of a crow, and even...eat corpses.
During the brief confrontation, Zheng Xiu figured out the reason for the existence of crow farmers.
As if feeling the infinite sword intent emanating from the old man in front of him, the red cloth on the crowkeeper's face peeled off, revealing six bloody eyes.
His face was covered with scars, resembling a human face, with many traces of stitches. Two of his eyes were in the position of a normal human face, and then there were an extra pair on top and bottom, forming a "six-eyed" appearance. However, Zheng Xiu felt that those six eyes were sewn on using some kind of surgical operation, which was full of dissonance.
"Monk, turn around and close your eyes!"
"ah!"
Zheng Xiugang told Ruchen, and the six eyes of the crow farmer suddenly burst into frightening red light.
Immediately afterwards, the eye on the right forehead suddenly exploded, bursting out with red blood.
In an instant, an icy chill spread all over Zheng Xiu's body, making Zheng Xiu suddenly have the illusion of being immersed in ice water. His limbs were numb and cold, the redness on his face disappeared, and he turned pale in the blink of an eye.
【die】!
Although Zheng Xiu deliberately faced the crow farmer's eyes, the strange feeling at the moment of being "hit" still made Zheng Xiu feel surprised and uncomfortable.
He looked down at his palms. His palms were like weathered rocks. They first became dry, hard and pale, and then quickly peeled off bit by bit along the palm lines and turned into fly ash.
Zheng Xiu's incarnation is turning into ashes little by little!
At this moment, one of the six eyes on the crowkeeper's face exploded, leaving only five pupils.
"This is what Chu Susu said, bringing complete death to a person at the cost of permanent blindness."
Zheng Xiu thought silently in his heart.
No wonder the Crow Keeper has six eyes.
His evil magic that brings "certain death" requires one eye to explode each time it is used. In order to use it as many times as possible, the Night Lord did something unknown and turned the crowkeeper's eyes into six.
The dark tent that he punched through a big hole closed in the blink of an eye, and the scene in front of him once again turned into a dark night scene.
In just a few breaths, Zheng Xiu's arms and feet were weathered to varying degrees.
He is rapidly heading toward death!
but!
As death approaches, Zheng Xiu's incarnation is rapidly cracking, weathering, and disappearing.
This was the first time that Zheng Xiu's incarnation was killed in battle in reality, and an indescribable and strange feeling quietly emerged.
The Raven Man moved slower and slower.
Ruchen's breathing became slower and slower.
The wind that the raven man stirred up when he flapped his fleshy wings became slower and slower.
The beating in his chest grew quieter.
At this moment, Zheng Baimei was quickly heading towards death.
until,
His eyes, ears, mouth and nose, sight, touch, smell, and hearing, all the movement and movement he could feel came to an abrupt end.
Zheng Baimei's body weathered, his limbs disappeared without any pain, and only his head remained.
In this moment, this moment,
"Zheng Baimei" is in a state of life and death, about to die.
One second he is "alive" and the next second he will be "dead".
Only this fleeting "moment"!
Only a moment!
Zheng Xiu felt light all over and "floated" out.
Everything is silent, the heaven and the earth are still.
Zheng Xiu floated out with no weight on his body.
He didn't deliberately use his ability to travel, let alone use any clever skills.
But at this moment, he was suspended in mid-air, between heaven and earth.
Proudly independent, like ascending to immortality.
Looking back, there was only one head left of "Zheng Baimei" with his eyes closed.
Ruchen's expression was also frozen and extremely complex. With three parts of surprise, three parts of regret, three parts of anxiety, and one part of deeply hidden suspicion.
The expression was as complex as a fan diagram. Only at this moment when everything was still could Zheng Xiu distinguish it so clearly.
"Time stopped?"
Zheng Xiu frowned slightly and thought for a second, then smiled and shook his head.
"No, it's me, accelerated infinitely."
"At this moment, I only have a 'human soul'."
"Only pure 'spirit' remains."
In this state, Zheng Xiu felt something in his heart. He waved his hand gently, and the space at his hand collapsed and compressed, forming an exquisite golden sword.
There is golden flame flowing on the sword.
It seems tangible, but if you look closer, you will see that the long sword is not real, sometimes illusory and sometimes real.
He didn't know what to do before he condensed the golden sword.
But when Zheng Xiu stretched out his hand, he suddenly understood, as if something was poured into his consciousness.
"This is the 'Sword Intention of Heaven and Earth Joining Together', the golden quality born from the 'Li Rule Book'."
Zheng Xiu was suddenly stunned.
Only when he stretched out his hand did he realize that the hand was not the wrinkled palm of "Zheng Baimei", but the palm of his Zheng Xiu.
Fair and delicate, rich hands.
In other words, Zheng Xiu, who appears as a human soul at this moment, is his original human soul!
The new discovery made Zheng Xiu pause.
In the case of infinite mental acceleration, this meal will not have any impact.
Only then did Zheng Xiu notice that there was a conspicuous hole in Human Soul's chest, as if it had been dug out.
"what happened?"
No one in the world will be lucky enough to witness his own human soul.
If it hadn't been for the "life and death" posture that he deliberately fell into in order to activate the "Sword Intention of Heaven and Earth", Zheng Xiu would not have had the chance to see himself in this dying posture.
A piece of his human soul is missing.
What's happening here?
The new discovery caused waves in Zheng Xiu's calm mind like lake water.
The sword twisted, ripples rippled on its surface, and the corner of Ruchen's mouth twitched.
The crowkeeper's wings trembled a little.
The almost "still" world began to shake again.
Zheng Xiu had no choice but to swing his sword in the direction of the crow farmer from a distance as if playfully.
"The ruthless sword."
Wow!
This is the sound of wind.
"Senior is going to die!"
A sound like dust.
"ah--"
The crow-keeper's cry.
"Puff puff puff puff!"
The sound of countless ravens flapping their wings.
At the moment when the sword was swung, the still sound resounded again.
Zheng Xiu, who returned to the body of his dying incarnation, opened his eyes for the last moment and saw thousands of illusory sword lights penetrating the sky, tearing open the dark curtain, and passing through the body of the crow farmer.
In just a moment, the crow-keeper's body was completely chopped into pieces by thousands of sword rays.
Until this time, there was only a trace of sunset light left, and it completely sank into the mountains at the moment when the crow-keeper's body died.
Night falls.
(End of chapter)
