The next day, Princess Jianing came out early after eating to move her muscles, and it was foggy outside, and she walked into the garden unconsciously. All kinds of flowers in the garden compete with each other, swaying lightly in the wind, which is very beautiful. Zhuge Yue took a small shovel and walked over, pulling down a few grasses from time to time to loosen the soil.

Princess Jianing saw the Yingyue Orchid, and sure enough, there were only a few plants. She said, "I heard that you cultivated this flower, why don't you grow more?" ”

Zhuge Yue smiled and said: "It's really me, cultivated by this son, can't be more, there are many things, all over the world, that must be vulgar, so I will appreciate it alone." ”

Princess Jianing smiled: "In this way, Zhuge Gongzi has always been very interested, but, didn't he have a nightmare last night?" ”

Zhuge Yue put his hands behind his back, played with the small shovel, and said, "It's done, but the nightmare won't last long, and everyone will be happy behind." ”

Princess Jianing said: "Mr. Zhuge should have been prepared, it is impossible for his son not to tell him about Bat Island, but he is still deliberately hiding something." ”

Zhuge Yue sighed and said, "I didn't ask anything, it seems that some things are very secret, at least for now, so I can only wait and see what happens." ”

Princess Jianing suddenly stopped talking, listened to it, and said, "It's really bats, and it's a large group, flying towards here." ”

Zhuge Yue looked carefully into the fog, and three bats flew over.

The huge black wings only became more real when they cut through the thick fog. The bat's body was a little wet because of the fog, and its two rabbit-like ears were straight up, and the two fangs in its mouth were exposed, which were incredibly white. The face of the entire bat was hideous, and it almost bit Zhuge Yue's face.

Zhuge Yue took Princess Jianing's hand and turned around and ran back, jumped up to the second floor, pushed the door and entered.

Just as Zhuge Yue jumped up to the second floor, a large group of bats flew behind him. Their forms were stirred up in a mist that gathered and dispersed, like lumps of coal being stirred up in a pile of cotton.

The bats squeaked, squeaked and screamed, and at the end they were dumb and short, sounding like they were in a ghost realm in the thick fog, making people stand on their hairs.

Zhuge Ming saw Zhuge Yue coming in in a little flustered, and said, "Yue'er, what's wrong?" ”

Zhuge Yue pointed outside and said, "Father, a group of bats came outside, this is not a good sign. ”

Zhuge Ming glanced at Princess Jianing, immediately looked at Zhuge Yue again, and asked, "How can this be, where did these bats come from?" ”

Zhuge Yue didn't squeak, and Princess Jianing immediately responded: "Bat Island! ”

Zhuge Ming turned around and pushed the door out, standing upstairs and looking out. The bats outside gathered more and more, and soon it was overwhelming, and there were bats everywhere, and it was dark everywhere. The family members who were doing chores ran back one after another, their legs trembling, and they couldn't get up after falling timidly, and they actually came back crawling.

The flowers in the fog were a little strange green, and the bats were beating like black ghosts in the flowers, screaming strangely, and the flowers were covered in the blink of an eye.

A large group of bats flew over again, and the swarm of bats could no longer fall on the ground, so they circled in the air, flew away suddenly, and flew back again. Flocks of bats kept flying over, and the fog seemed to disperse a little by the large bat wings.

Zhuge Ming looked a little stupid, the muscles of his face were beating from time to time, and he couldn't help clenching his fists. A maid staggered over and said in a trembling voice: "Old, master, there are bats everywhere in the house, but, what can I do?" ”

Zhuge Ming said sharply: "Everyone is in the room, and they are not allowed to go out." "Obviously, he was in a hurry and on fire.

All the people of the Zhuge family entered the room, closed the doors and windows, and waited for the battle, if the big Zhuge family was dead and silent except for the sound of bats, the building looked extremely isolated in the fog.

There was a small window in front of Zhuge Ming that was still open, and he couldn't understand why there were so many bats, and the scene was so terrifying.

A gust of wind blew, the door of the garden slammed open, and a man wearing a broken hat and holding a stick in both hands rowed in like snow. When the bats saw the people, they flew into the air one after another, and the ground suddenly seemed very empty.

The man was still rowing, without making a sound, and without leaving any scratches on the ground, and when he came to the center of the garden, he stopped.

The mist rippled above and below him, the black and blued bats fluttered above him, and the red of the opposite building was a little dark, and the visitor stopped quietly.

Zhuge Ming calmed down and said, "Who is coming?" ”

Princess Jianing had already seen that the person who came was an old man, and the two python heads on his feet had already revealed his identity. There was a smile on her face, and it was meaningful.

The old man's hoarse voice smiled deeply, and the laughter sounded in the air and seemed to be very powerful, and it shook far away, as if it was beyond the clouds of the nine heavens.

The old man stopped laughing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhuge Ming, the third brother is back, you still don't want to see you?" Isn't the Zhuge family heirloom with the way of benevolence and filial piety? ”

Zhuge Ming's body trembled obviously, and said: "Nonsense, my third brother died of illness at an early age, where did you come from like this?" Who are you? ”

The old man instantly became excited, and said: "Refreshed, Yushu is in the wind, the ingenious third brother is long gone, his limbs are broken, his eyes are blind, the ghost-like third brother, you are the second time you have seen it, right?" ”

Zhuge Ming looked into the fog and said, "What is the first time and the second time, there is nothing at all, what kind of person are you, dare to talk nonsense in the Zhuge family in the Jianling Continent?" ”

The old man said: "Fourth brother, you should be able to think that the third brother will be like this!" The third brother has been so hard all these years, you will recognize it in a while, and then I will not be your third brother, but your third demon king! ”

The old man's lips didn't know when he had a green leaf, and when his upper and lower lips touched, he made a strange sound, the sound rose and fell, like the cry of an old cat in the autumn rainy night, although it was not good, but the volume was crisp and loud, and it had been oscillating in the sky in front of the building.

When those bats heard the sound, they immediately became more energetic, and as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, they rushed to the lonely building like arrows from the string, and pounced on the doors and windows, densely packed.

In the impact of the air, the bats suddenly turned into three colors: red, yellow and green, and these three colors matched together, which was very bright. Just as the bats were about to touch the doors and windows, the tiles on the house moved away, shooting out dense thin bamboos. The thin bamboo shot at the bat swarm, the bats were shot in a series of three or five, and the screams in the air were endless, like the following blood rain, the blood fell to the stone slab with a bang, and then the bats fell to the ground and struggled and screamed, convulsions and died.

The bat landed like a black hailstone, snapping, and the blood on the ground was raised, and then it fell again. When the blood fell on the bat, the color turned black in a blink of an eye, and the bat was no longer on the ground, but small black packets, like dead people.

After smelling the blood, the bats continued to pounce on the doors and windows like crazy. Bats were shot one after another, and the slender bamboo continued to shoot out with the sound of the wind. Occasionally, bats passed through the thin bamboo and slammed into the doors and windows, and the blood quickly turned the doors and windows red.

The old man still stood there silently, his face, which had lost his eyes, was very serene, as if he had a chance of victory. Listen to it occasionally, and the corners of your mouth are grinning, like a mockery and a smugness.

The black bat on the ground stayed for a while, and then suddenly it caught fire, and soon there was a burning smell in the air, and only a little bone residue remained on the ground.

When Princess Jianing saw this scene, she was also a little confused, the old man was here to work hard. This was very unexpected to her, according to her and Zhuge Yue's estimates, this should have been a negotiation of family recognition, at most a few words. The bat is nothing more than a bargaining weight, but now—

The bats fell to the ground, the black corpses covered the garden, the green leaves and branches were constantly broken, and among the flowers, the injured bats struggled to get up, fluttered a few times, and fell down again in an instant, and then did not get up again after falling.

A bat that had passed through the thin bamboo crashed into the door or window. More and more bats hit the doors and windows, and some holes were knocked out of the window paper. The Zhuge family had never seen this kind of formation, and gradually some people trembled, and they were so frightened that they didn't know what to do.

The old man said: "The sharp bamboo is used up, ninth brother, what other tricks do you have to pay my three-colored bat?" If so, go ahead. ”

Zhuge Ming waved his hand and said, "Prepare the bamboo cannon." ”

The roof tiles have moved out of many holes, revealing many dry and hard bamboo tubes. The outer layer of the bamboo tube is yellow and shiny, obviously soaked in oil many times, hard and tough. The thick bamboo tubes of the small bowl slanted towards the sky, densely arranged together, and waited for the battle.

The bats swarmed again, frenzied unabated, and the samurai rushed towards the doors and windows as if they were generously dying. There was a constant blasting sound in the air, strings of flames burst out, and the bats were opened a large opening, and many bats were hit by the stones fired from the bamboo cannon and fell to the ground to die. There are also bats that have been beaten to pieces, squinting and screaming, struggling in pain.

The old man said: "Ninth brother, the artifacts of the Zhuge family are becoming more and more interesting, and they have played with gunpowder, bamboo tubes, and stones." ”

Zhuge Ming said: "Your Excellency knows, stop it as soon as possible, if you have any difficulties and need help from the Zhuge family, you might as well say it, so it won't be friendly enough." ”

The old man burst into laughter, and the bats continued to charge at death amid laughter. The smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger and stronger, the sound of explosions became more and more intense, stones flew everywhere, and bats died in groups after swarm.

Suddenly, someone rolled down from the ladder, his face was bloody, and someone came to report, "Master, the bamboo cannon burst and injured his own people." ”

Zhuge Ming only then knew that today is indeed a catastrophe, the bamboo tube has been used for too long, it will burst, it is no problem to use it occasionally a few times before, but now it is used too often.

Outside bats snapped and crashed into doors and windows, some of which had already been broken. The family members slashed with knives, and the blood of the bats spilled indoors, making it crimson. Apparently the burning had taken place in the house, and there were bats burning everywhere, and the maids were screaming in fright, and they were crawling to the ground to dodge, and the situation was very embarrassing.

Zhuge Yue got up to go out, but Princess Jianing grabbed his clothes and signaled him not to move. Zhuge Yue was so anxious that he really didn't dare to move.

A few more men rolled down, and the fire was much weaker, and the bats flew in, biting people when they saw them, and sucking blood when they bite through them. The people on the ground were rolling around, the cries were mixed together, and some people fell down the stairs in a scramble to dodge, which was even worse.

The old man smiled: "Zhuge Ming, aren't you coming down yet?" Aren't you the head of the Zhuge family? Why don't the people from the Great Qiangong come to help you? ”