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Chapter 133 The Crowman Strikes (5200 Words Chapter)
Zheng Xiu strode into the main hall.

He came here with Feng Bei last night.

Now he is left alone, carrying a scroll on his back, and under the candlelight, his shadows form a pair.

In the main hall, the old monk with long beard and white hair was still sitting on the futon, the wooden fish in front of him was covered with smooth paste.

The old monk seemed to have sat there all night without moving a single step.

When Zheng Xiu came in, he went through a [investigation].

He found two doors in the main hall to be brand new, other futons had been moved, and one floor had nail scratches.

Sandalwood was burning at the four corners, but Zheng Xiu still smelled an indescribable smell under the cover of that quiet and elegant fragrance.

The taste is very light, almost imperceptible.

If you insist on describing it, it's like... the smell of bird droppings.

Zheng Xiu looked like he was facing a big enemy, he was even mentally prepared to make a big move, he stopped ten steps away from the old monk, turned his back to the exit, and bowed his hands.

"Zheng Shan, I have met Master Wait and so on."

The old monk nodded and looked up.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Zheng Xiu took a deep breath, then laughed lightly, breaking the awkward silence, and said, "Master, don't you have anything to say to Zheng?"

Benedict.

Wait until the master picked up the small wooden hammer and dropped it on the wooden fish, knocking out a dull note.

Zheng Xiu took a step back.

He felt that he had been hallucinated by the persecution. When the old monk knocked, the words "wait a minute" involuntarily popped up in his mind.

The old monk didn't say wait this time.

After a while of silence, the old monk sighed softly, and finally told the truth.

"An old friend gave this painting to the old man, and asked the old man to hand it over to the benefactor of Fengbei."

really!

After getting the expected answer, Zheng Xiu didn't look surprised at all. When he was ambushed by Ye Weiyang and December in General Town, Zheng Xiu had already figured out this possibility.From the beginning to the end, this was a game against Fengbei. This matter was not a question, but a result.

Zheng Xiu's real doubt is...

"why?"

When Zheng Xiu said these words, the temperature in the main hall seemed to drop a few degrees following Zheng Xiu's tone.

"Old people don't know."

The old monk bowed his head, closed his eyes, and sighed.

Zheng Xiu gritted his teeth, thinking that the other party would say wait a minute if he did something, Zheng Xiu held back, and asked again: "Then Zheng asks again, is your old friend Ye Weiyang's Yezhu?"

"Yes."

Zheng Xiu frowned: "No, you lied. At that time you clearly said that it was because you knew that Fengbei was Ye Weiyang that you didn't want to hand over the painting to Fengbei. You must know what will happen if you hand it over to Fengbei. You clearly know why it is Fengbei! You already knew..."

Having said this, Zheng Xiu's words came to an abrupt end, his face showed shock, his distracting thoughts seemed to be split by a bolt of lightning, the chaos was cleared, and the bright mind was illuminated.

Yes!Waiting for the master to say at the beginning that he was unwilling to hand over the painting, the old monk also advised them to leave.But Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei didn't care about it, they were still obsessed with that "cannibal painting".

Zheng Xiu didn't blame Chu Susu either. When Chu Susu successfully stole the scroll from the old monk, Zheng Xiu had every chance to return the scroll.

No matter what reason the old monk had, he had persuaded them from the very beginning and let Zheng Xiu and the others leave.

The old monk left a sentence before Zheng Xiu and the three of them went out, "It's hard to tell the truth from the truth, it's hard to distinguish between black and white, and it's hard to tell right from wrong", which seems to be reminding Zheng Xiu to be vigilant against Ye Weiyang.

So, from the very beginning, all the changes were due to the choices of Zheng Xiu and Feng Bei.They chose that painting, so Fengbei was swallowed into it, and Fengbei and himself fell into Yezhu's situation.

All of this is his fault!
It was he who was inexplicably attracted by Gongsun Mo's ancient paintings in order to gain a deeper understanding of the "painter", and coveted "strange things" that were vague and uncertain, and that might not even exist, and Feng Bei fell into this fate.

The more Zheng Xiu thought about it, the more frightened he became, as if something cleared the fog in his mind.

Suddenly.

Zheng Xiu was like enlightened, since he learned about the "cannibal painting" on January [-], all the bits and pieces of what happened in the past few days flashed in his mind like a slideshow.

He suddenly woke up, and found that under the influence of the [painter] method, his thinking and decision-making seemed to be the same as usual, but he was strangely obsessed with pursuing Gongsun Mo's century-old paintings.

Every time he chooses, every time he investigates, it is not so much that he is following the [painter] way, but rather, he gradually forgets that he is not a real [painter] way thaumaturgy at all!

The real stranger, Feng Bei, has always been very taboo about his "skills".

Thinking of the dead Xushu, he followed the method of "Executioner", and he also had an almost morbid attachment to Fengbei's "Executioner", this kind of obsession finally caused Xushu to die without a whole body.

Can weird things bewitch people?
wrong.

Cold sweat broke out on Zheng Xiu's back, he shook his head vigorously and remained silent.He quickly denied it.

Strange things don't confuse people's hearts. Zheng Xiu is sure that he was very sane during the search for the picture scroll.However, once a sorcerer who has stepped into a certain way knows or vaguely knows the existence of the monster in the way, it seems that he will be affected by the "monster" involuntarily, and will yearn for that monster from the bottom of his heart.

But why did he ignore this?
Others don't know it, but Zheng Xiu "personally" experienced the tragedy in Baili Village 21 years ago. How could he not know that strange people and strange things themselves are not risk-free things?
This is why, Fengbei has always called the killing magic power hidden in his hands as "ominous"!Because in her opinion, becoming a "foreigner" itself is a kind of ominous!
At the same time, it will also bring bad luck to those around you.

Strange things, the reason why Ye Weiyang called them weird things may be because "they" have never been gifts or miracles bestowed by the gods, but rather evil things!

Zheng Xiu's mind is clear at this moment, and his thoughts are smooth. When he connected everything together, his clenched fists were full of cold sweat.

The massacre in Baili Village, the tragic death of Xushu because of his thirst for the executioner's ghost, and his desire for the painter's ghost...

The three things seem to have nothing to do with each other, irrelevant.

But at this moment, Zheng Xiu vaguely figured out the connection.

"Strange thing...!"

The moment he figured it out, he felt the scroll on his back was unbearably hot like a red-hot iron. He was horrified and quickly took it off.But after a while, the hot feeling disappeared, and the cloth wrapped in the picture scroll was rough to the touch, as if the hot feeling just now was just an illusion born of Zheng Xiu's panic.

"Wait a minute!"

Waiting for the master to cast a spell suddenly, the sound is like a morning bell.

This time the spell was not for Zheng Xiu to withdraw. Hearing the sound, Zheng Xiu felt that the agitation in his heart was instantly "waited" and gradually calmed down.

Zheng Xiu was surprised, thinking of his rudeness and irascibility when he came here, he felt apologetic, so he cupped his fists and said: "Master, I have offended you so much just now, please forgive me. All the reasons are mine, I am the one to blame."

Zheng Xiu is not an unreasonable person.

Although Waiting Master has a secret in his heart.But they did make it clear from the beginning that they could not hand over the painting to Ye Weiyang, and it was he who let Chu Susu steal the painting and take it away from Yunliu Temple.Zheng Xiu will not blame Chu Susu for no reason. When something happens, blame this and that. It is not Zheng Xiu's style of acting. A real macho should be brave enough to bear mistakes, bear everything, and turn things around.

Hearing this, the master didn't blame him, and put his hands together: "Who can be innocent."

"I implore Master not to play charades."

Zheng Xiu's tone was sincere.

"It's so important, it's hard to tell."

"Then please make a long story short."

Waiting for Master: "Old man, let me ask you, if you sacrifice Fengbei's benefactor alone, you can keep the common people safe, but if you save Fengbei's benefactor, you may plunge the world into an abyss of suffering. How do you choose?"

Zheng Xiu was taken aback when he heard the words, and then couldn't help laughing, his eyes were like torches, brighter than the candlelight in the hall.

"The word 'cangsheng' is too vague. There are millions of people living, how can we save so many? The master is just asking, I choose Fengbei."

Zheng Xiu answered with a firm tone, "Furthermore, Feng Bei's fate should not be decided by others."

"If you want to save her, you need to be involved in...Gongsun Mo's ancient paintings just like her." The master seemed to have known Zheng Xiu's answer for a long time, and he said slowly, "But, a narrow escape. Please benefactor Zheng Shan make a careful decision."

"Thank you Master for your concern, I am not afraid of ghosts."

The old monk shook his head: "What you need to fear is the human heart."

Zheng Xiu complained: "Master, please speak directly if you have something to say."

The old monk said: "This is not a riddle, but a proverb."

Zheng Xiu was speechless for a moment.

Speaking of this, when the master suddenly raised his head, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the beam top of the main hall.

"You should go!"

ya-ya-ya-

As soon as the old monk finished speaking, there were dense crows from outside the house, coming from a distance.

Scores of crows were approaching from all directions, Zheng Xiu's expression changed, he turned around and opened the door, walked outside the hall, and found thousands of ravens in the sky, gathered into a group, like an ominous black cloud, covering the sky The sun and the earth press down on Yunliu Temple.

Zheng Xiu's face changed again, he had never seen such a number of ravens gather together.Even the ravens circling over the imperial city of Dagan Kingdom are less than one-third of the flock of crows flying towards General Peak at this moment.

Too much!
Crows are scavengers and accompany the dead. Since ancient times, crows have been regarded as ominous.Now that the mighty flock of crows was attacking, even though Zheng Xiu knew that the ravens had no attack power, he was still tense and his hairs were standing up amidst the overwhelming crows, making it difficult to relax.

"time to go!"

Wait for the master to knock the wooden fish, and then start performing the spell.

"Wait a minute!"

"Wait a minute!"

"Wait a minute!"

This brake.

The sky is blue and white, and the blue sky is clear, like a clean picture scroll.And the ravens flying from all directions are like someone accidentally smashed the ink tank, and the thick ink pollutes from all sides to the center.Zheng Xiu's imaginative metaphor is by no means an exaggeration. It is conceivable that the number of ravens is extremely terrifying, and it seems to indicate that some kind of terrible existence is about to come.

And as the old monk recited "wait a minute" one after another, the approaching speed of the ravens suddenly slowed down, and the invasion speed of the "ink color" in the sky slowed down, as if a group staged a slow motion.

The old monk's "Wait and Wait Zen" is unimaginable, close to Taoism, and can no longer be measured by common sense.

Zheng Xiu's heart moved, he touched the center of his eyebrows, and sneaked an [Inspiration].

The painting style in the field of vision suddenly changed, and with the old monk as the center, circles of gray ripples spread around.

The word "waiting" was faintly written on the old monk's barren forehead.

Zheng Xiu watched the old monk sitting alone in the hall reciting "Wait a minute", while the crowd of a hundred thousand crows performed in slow motion at the same time, he cried out in his heart.

Could it be that the medium of such a master's technique is not sound or other things, but himself?
When someone knows that his name is "Master Wait and Wait", has he already been influenced by "Wait and Wait Zen"?

Zheng Xiu recalled that every time he thought of this character, the sentence "wait a minute" involuntarily appeared in his mind, and he suddenly realized.

Wait master, wait a minute.The old monk made his name, his own existence, and even his stories in the world a kind of "medium"?
Outrageous on Nima.

Can portal thaumaturgy still be used like this?
If the old monk was not a natural stranger, it can only be said that he has gone deep enough in his own way, and it is unfathomable.

"It's Ye Weiyang's crow breeder!"

Between the two recitations, the old monk hastily reminded in the hall: "Let Ruchen quickly take you away from this place!"

"master!"

Ruchen has been guarding the door all the time, now that the savage man is going out and the crows are coming, Ruchen's face is flustered, hearing the master's order, just when he was about to say something, the old monk said in a deep voice: "Go to the meditation pool!"

With the effort of these two sentences, the raven flock in the sky is closer to Yunliu Temple.The monks in the temple had never seen such a terrible scene before, more than a hundred monks surrounded the main hall with terrified expressions, vowing to protect the old monk to the death.

After the old monk finished those two sentences, he recited "Waiting Zen" again, as if in the dark, he was fighting with the "crowman" mentioned in the previous sentence.

It was only then that Zheng Xiu realized that the smell of bird droppings hidden under the scent of sandalwood was not an illusion when he entered the door.

What is the relationship between the old monk and the night master?
Why did the old monk refer to Lord Ye as an "old friend"?
Zheng Xiu's heart was full of doubts, but at this moment, the ravens gathered in the sky densely covered the sky, and the black crow feathers floated down profusely, like a rainstorm made of crow feathers.Zheng Xiu has never heard of the deeds of the "crow-keeper" from Fengbei or Yueyan, let alone the other party's thaumaturgy, so one can imagine the mystery of the crow-keeper.

"Go! Go this way!"

Ruchen pointed to the direction of the side hall and urged Zheng Xiu to leave Yunliu Temple quickly, but Chu Susu also stepped forward in a daze at the moment and said, "Uncle Zheng! Crows, so many crows!"

Even if she didn't know how powerful it was, she could still sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Zheng Xiu originally wanted Chu Susu to stay here.Firstly, he is not that familiar with Chu Susu, and secondly, the macho man carrying the picture scroll is the target of the Ravenman. Once he leaves here, Yunliu Temple should be fine.

But before he could make arrangements, Chu Susu ran away with Monk Hua in a daze.In a hurry, Zheng Xiu could only keep up.

The layout of the side hall is simple, Ruchen lifted a dusty futon in the corner, there is a secret passage hidden under the futon, and when entering the secret passage, it turned out to be a slide that was built at an unknown time.

"Quick! Let's slide down the mountain!"

When Ruchen turned his head, a "charming" smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Xiafei's cheeks, that smile made Zheng Xiu's scalp tingle, but before Zheng Xiu could take a closer look, Ruchen had already jumped into the slide, and slid into the darkness .

"Uncle Zheng, let's go!"

Chu Susu followed, and Zheng Xiu raised his eyebrows, looking at Chu Susu's back thoughtfully.Immediately afterwards, Zheng Xiu slid down the secret passage, pulling the cloth belt that tightly bound the scroll with one hand.

The inside of the slideway is curved and not very flat.The slippery ride along the way made Zheng Xiu's back ache.Chu Susu in front made noises from time to time.Or screaming or panting or groaning, it can be seen that this slide also made her feel all kinds of feelings on her buttocks, among which bitterness, hotness, sourness and sweetness are indescribable.

"Huh, huh, huh—"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Not long after, there was the sound of rushing and falling water first, like a waterfall, followed by two sounds of falling water.Zheng Xiu's eyes lighted up, his butt was empty, and he threw the slide along the inertia and fell down.

Below is a secluded deep pool, Ruchen and Chu Susu surfaced, just as Zheng Xiu wanted to take off, Ruchen reminded in alarm: "Don't cast spells lightly, it will cause thousands of ravens to notice!"

Seeing Zheng Xiu hugging the scroll tightly, Ruchen wiped the clear water off his face, and hurriedly said: "That ancient painting is invulnerable to water and fire!"

Only then did Zheng Xiu feel relieved, and posed like a macho and plunged into the water, setting off a water column several meters high.

There is a stone tablet beside the pool, with three words engraved on it - Jingxintan.

"Quick! There is another cave at the bottom of the water! You can escape from here!"

After Ruchen finished speaking, he took a deep breath and dived into the water.

Chu Susu looked flustered: "Uncle Zheng, Susu...is not good at water!"

Zheng Xiu smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll take you with me! You try your best to hold your breath!"

"...Okay!" Seeing the strong man's tone, Chu Susu was convinced in her heart, took a deep breath, and nodded to the strong man, indicating that she was all right.

Zheng Xiu took Chu Susu's hand and dived into the water.Sure enough, as she said she was not good at water, Chu Susu was like a dead body under the water, her eyes were closed tightly and she did not move.

On the other hand, Ruchen is like a nimble fish swimming at the bottom of the water, swimming to the bottom in the blink of an eye.A cave was hidden among the water plants, Ruchen's cheeks puffed up, and after beckoning to Zheng Xiu, he entered the cave.

Visibility in the cave is extremely low, but the strong man's physical fitness is far superior to ordinary people, and he follows like dust all the way, swimming quickly in the winding cave.

I do not know how long it has been.

Swimming through an arc-shaped waterway, the top of the head is sparkling, floating up like dust suddenly, protruding from the water surface, and inhaling heavily.

Zheng Xiu pulled Chu Susu and followed closely behind, and got out of the water easily.Putting Chu Susu on the shore, Zheng Xiu combed his wet hair back with five fingers, and the perfect muscles under the tight-fitting clothes were like sculptures from famous artists.

"Susu is dead!"

Ruchen climbed ashore, looked back at Chu Susu, who was brought to the shore by the hunk man, was completely silent, her face was livid, and said in surprise.

"It's okay, I'll save her with my breath." Zheng Xiu said calmly.He didn't ask for Ruchen's opinion on these words, he carried everything by himself, leaned over and pressed Chu Susu's pale mouth.

The two lips approached little by little, and Chu Susu's slender eyelashes were blown by the hot air exhaled by the hunk, and the two were about to sip it.

Monk Hua's eyes widened.

But before the hunk man's hot breath could get through, Chu Susu suddenly trembled all over, arched his feet, sprayed a mouthful of muddy water on the hunk man's face, and opened his eyes in a daze.

The air was suddenly quiet.

"Uncle Zheng...I...you..." Chu Susu got up at a loss, avoided a few steps and stood up, her pale face suddenly turned red, I don't know if it was because of the return of blood or because the deer was in her heart Random arch.

"Susu, didn't you say that the water quality is not good?"

Zheng Xiu stared at Chu Susu and asked.Before Chu Susu could answer, he suddenly walked up to Chu Susu quickly, and with his hands like lightning, he grabbed Chu Susu's neck and lifted her up in the air in an instant.

Unexpectedly, Chu Susu waved her hands to break free, but kicked helplessly in mid-air.However, the fierce man's unarmed strength was like a beast, comparable to an iron hoop, and Chu Susu couldn't break free.

The hunk's friendly smile turned murderous in an instant, and he looked straight into Chu Susu's eyes.

"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)