Chapter Forty-Seven: A Strange Night's Adventure

Tang Ying was a little scared, hugged the wall of the courtyard gate and slowly stood up, gritted his teeth and jumped hard, flying straight out of the poisonous miasma in mid-air. The night sky was crisp and crisp, and she took a deep breath to lift her spirits.

However, she didn't have wings after all, and soon Xiangxia fell. Just as Xiao Meng arrived with a flapping of his wings and chirped at her, she understood, raised her hands high, and grabbed Xiao Meng's two ankles. Xiao Meng really didn't cover it, dragging Tang Ying with such a heavy object of nearly 100 catties, he could still fly higher and higher.

By mid-air, Tang Ying was fully awake. She discovers that the miasma has come out of a hidden col in the West Mountains. The source was a thick puff of yellow smoke, which was blown by the wind before it drifted to her small courtyard.

She scolded angrily: "Could it be that the weasel who has become a spirit in the mountains can't make it?" A fart so far?! Xiao Meng couldn't understand, so he could only "coo" and echo.

She told Xiao Meng to fly towards the source of the miasma. Seeing that the distance was almost over, she let go of her hands and landed steadily on the high tip of a tree with a somersault.

When I got closer, I realized that the yellow smoke was coming out of the cave, as if something had been burned. At the entrance of the cave stood a man in a black robe. He looked rather thin, but his hair was extremely long, brushing up to his waist.

What are you doing in the deep mountains and old forests in the middle of the night? Tang Ying felt very curious, so he shrank between the branches and peeked. I saw that this man picked up something from time to time and threw it into the cave, and every time he threw the yellow smoke, it would be interrupted for a while, and the cave was shining with a very strange light of red, red, green and green, and when the light was extinguished, the yellow smoke came out again.

At this time, the mysterious black-robed man would flash to the side, dodging the direct rush of smoke.

And so on three times. The black-robed man found a stone and sat down, took out a piccolo, and played it leisurely.

The flute sound is very clear and smooth, even a bit like the feeling of Li Chun's wind. Tang Ying was very surprised, he didn't know that the ancient people of Weishenme loved to play the flute, and they all played it so well.

She held her breath as she listened to him play a whole tune, even forgetting what she was going to do.

The sound of the flute stopped, and the man gently took it to his lips and let out a seductive chuckle.

This laughter carried the certainty of knowing everything, which frightened Tang Ying's heart and almost fell from the tree. She hurriedly re-clung to the trunk of the tree, and then looked at the cave, only to find that only puffs of yellow smoke were rising, but the black figure was gone.

Tang Ying hugged the trunk tightly and didn't dare to move. She is also a warlock, but she was frightened for no reason, and her palms were covered with sticky sweat. As she nervously looked towards the cave, a voice suddenly came from behind her ear, "Who are you?" weishenme wants to peek at what I do? ”

The voice was very clear, like a sweet spring flowing into her heart. And it sounded very young, like a teenager. Tang Ying wanted to look back, but the man grabbed her hands holding the trunk from behind. This posture is equivalent to indirectly holding her in his arms. She was ashamed and frightened, and burned it with white fire in a hurry.

This trick really worked, and the black-robed man flew to the top of the tree behind her like a big black bird, and said with a little surprise: "Is this a white fire?" ”

Tang Ying turned around, wanting to see his true face. However, his hair danced without wind, and she could never see his face clearly, but she felt very young.

The man asked, "When have you ever seen the Bai Ze Divine Beast?" ”

Tang Ying saw that he knew Bai Zeshen, so he had a little more confidence in himself, and scared him: "Hehe! I am a disciple of Bai Zeshen, I advise you to leave this place quickly, and when my master comes back in a while, you will feel good! ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed clearly, and the laughter fell like a jewel on a plate, and it couldn't be more beautiful, "You girl opens her mouth and talks nonsense." The god Bai Ze has long since left Middle-earth, otherwise how could we not find it? ”

When Tang Ying heard that someone was looking for Bai Ze Divine Beast, his first reaction was to return to the soul incense. From this, she thought of Fujiwato again, and her heart suddenly became afraid. I'm afraid that this person is a fellow party of Fujiwa people, and he came here to find the soul incense.

She usually fights all the white fires, and she is okay to deal with ordinary monsters, but it is the first time she has dealt with people in the same way. Tempted with white fire just now, this man was not only not afraid, but also said the truth. She estimated that she was not an opponent, so she thought it would be the best policy, and said recklessly: "Hmph, believe it or not." I'm going to greet Master, and when he comes, I'll see if you can still smile!" ”

She was just about to run away, when the black-robed man suddenly flew over and grabbed her by the collar neatly and threw her to the ground mercilessly. Even Fujiwa people wouldn't be so cruel! She was so frightened that she didn't know how to save her life for a while, but luckily Xiao'er and Xiao Meng rushed over and grabbed one of her arms respectively, so that she wouldn't fall into a meatloaf.

However, in an instant, the black-robed man was already waiting for her to fall on the ground. Before Xiao'er and Xiao Meng could resist, they were swept out by a wave of his sleeve. Tang Ying was falling into his arms, and almost at the same time, he grabbed his limbs with his arms. She yelled, "What are you going to do!" Let me go! ”

The black-robed man looked down at him, his face facing away from the moon, and it was pitch black. All she heard was his clear voice, "Don't make any noise. All I have to do is borrow your white fire. I'm doing a great work, and if you know what it is, you'd be so honored. ”

"I don't want it! Let me go! Tang Ying struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free at all. The black-robed man seemed impatient and whispered some incantation. The voice buzzed in Tang Ying's head, and it was getting louder and louder. Finally, it exploded with a "bang", and she only felt that her soul shook violently and left her body, and she watched as her "own body" threw two fireballs the size of a human head into the cave under the command of the black-robed man. I also saw a burst of fire come out, and the yellow smoke turned into thick black smoke. The black-robed man played the flute leisurely, and her body could only stand to the side stupidly, completely disobeying her own call.

Later, the smoke from the cave almost dissipated. The black-robed man dragged out a huge sack from inside, the sack exuded the smell of blood, it looked heavy, but he pulled it with great ease.

zuihou, the black-robed man slowly covered her eyes with his hand, and said, "Sleep, sleep." I have something important to do today, so I won't play with you. Next time, when I zaijian arrives at you, you will be mine......"

His voice was like a magical rope, pulling Tang Ying's wandering sanity back into his body. At that time, Tang Ying's eyes were dark, and he fainted and fell unconscious......

When she woke up again, she was covered in a layer of dew. Dawn is slowly climbing along the ridge. The birds sang happily, as if last night was just a dream, and everything was so unreal. Xiao'er and Xiaomeng both stayed by her side and looked very sleepy. She sat up, saw a trailing dirt mark beside her, suddenly came to her senses, and hurried to the cave to check.

There was nothing but a black earth bubbling with the smell of blood and fireworks. Strangely, the edges of the pile were finger marks, like the marks of children piling sand on the beach. The only difference is that what is piled up is missing......