Thousands of black crows fluttered their wings and rose from the grass and trees. For a moment, Yu Moji felt that the heavens and the earth were going to change color.

The crows covered the sky and the sun, but the mournful and hoarse cries did not cover the sharp flute of the saint, but vaguely cooperated with the flute. This ominous voice has given rise to endless melancholy and sorrow in people's hearts.

Yu Moji was disturbed by these suddenly rising emotions, and his internal organs were a little uncomfortable. She felt that she could no longer stand, so she leaned gently against a cypress tree beside her, trying to stabilize her body with strength.

Who knew that when I leaned down, I actually leaned on a vacancy.

Yu Moji was caught off guard, fell to the ground, and when she raised her eyes again, the cypress tree that was still beside her was gone. She hurriedly rubbed her eyes, and said in her heart, could it be that she was wrong under her dizziness and restlessness? Or is there something strange about the cypress forest itself?

When a person walks on the road, he does not hit a tree for no reason. When she and Yuan came over, they naturally avoided the trees and walked in the open space that could be passed through the forest; With the physical conditions and walking habits that the two of them had trained in the Cardinal's House, not only did they not need to hold on to the trees to stop and rest, but they would even deliberately avoid touching the objects they passed along the way.

This vigilance, which is useful in many unfamiliar situations, turned against the fire this time, so that they were completely unaware of the anomalies of the trees in this place.

The sight in front of him drew Yu Moji's attention back again. As soon as she came to her senses, the crows driven by the sound of the flute had already descended from the sky and headed straight for the villagers in front of her. The muffled sound of broken flesh and bones, and the sound of screams, were heard in an instant.

A few people who reacted too slowly were about to be pecked by crows and fell to the ground; The clever ones had already stolen out of the cypress forest. These villagers were menacing, but they didn't expect to be tossed by a group of flat-haired beasts.

Yu Moji didn't expect this at all, and couldn't help but be impressed at the moment. It seems that even if this Xuannu cult worships only an idol made of clay, these saints do have something extraordinary—perhaps it should be said, more than just extraordinary?

What kind of ability does a person have to practice such a demon technique, and be able to drive thousands of crows with the sound of a flute?

Are these mysterious women saints or enchantresses?

The makeshift procession of villagers had broken up, but the flute-playing saint did not stop. The few villagers who did not escape were exposed to almost all the attacks from the crows, and they were afraid that they would not survive.

Yu Mochen only felt that the saint was too ruthless, and others were just coming to the door to provoke, and the crime would not lead to death, so why should they be killed. She tried to stop her, but the discomfort in her internal organs became more and more intense, and before she could get up, the whole person fell to the ground again.

Yu Mochen wanted to open her mouth and shout, trying to stop her with her voice, only to find that her voice was hoarse, she tried her best to shout, and her voice was immediately drowned out in the shrill flute and the sound of crows in the sky, almost inaudible.

Yu Mojin was so anxious that he couldn't think that after those crows pecked the villagers out of a bloody hole, they actually flew in the direction of the saint.

But for some reason, when the crows were halfway up, they were stopped by an invisible wall, and they could only fall to the ground, pacing anxiously and squeaking to the side of the saints, who seemed to be not very controlled by the sound of the flute.

The faces of the group of saints sitting on the ground were obviously a little nervous, but the saints who played the flute were unmoved, and only played the strange tune while walking out of the circle formed by the saints, and were about to enter the crows.

Yu Moji thought that the saintess sitting on the ground was just posting, and all that was really useful was the sound of the flute. But I didn't expect that once the flute saint walked out of the circle, it seemed to lose some kind of invisible protection. As she moved away from the circle, the crows, who had not dared to come forward, became bold, and some of them even flew up to the saint's shoulders.

The saint remained silent, but led the crows in another direction in the forest with her usual wonderful and swift manner. As she walked farther and farther, the crow perched on her shoulder suddenly became strained, and its hard beak pecked at the bare skin behind the saint's ear.

The wound seemed to be very deep, and the saint was already far away from Yu Moji, and Yu Moji could clearly see blood coming out.

This is probably the moment when the Holy Maiden is most like an ordinary mortal of flesh and blood.

Seeing that the same kind of woman successfully attacked the flute, the other crows followed suit, and there were many more blood holes on the saint's body in an instant.

This scene of feeding crows directly taught Yu Moji to be shocked. The saint who was facing her from the side still didn't have any expression, but walked faster and faster.

Yu Moji did have a lot of doubts about this Xuannu Sect, believing that they were related to many murders in this place, and watched her drive a flock of crows and peck several villagers to the ground. But even so, Yu Moji was unwilling to let such a violent scene continue. Even if they might meet in the future, she didn't want the saint to die.

She tried to brace herself again, trying her best to stop it.

There was a saint in the circle where she was doing it, and when she saw Yu Moji's intentions, she still kept the practice with one hand, and with the other hand, she pulled out the piccolo on her waist and threw it towards Yu Moji. Yu Moji couldn't avoid it, and finally stood up easily, and hit the piccolo that was used as a stick by the saint, and fell to the ground again.

Yu Moji once wanted to win the trust of these holy women, and always took care not to go against their wishes; But at this moment, she finally got angry and blurted out, "Isn't she one of you?" Why didn't you come to the rescue? ”

The saintess who threw the piccolo pinched out a gesture that Yu Moji had seen with one hand, obviously communicating with their mysterious Xuannu Niangniang, and paused for a while before answering Yu Moji's question, "Since Xuannu Niangniang borrowed strength from the crows and had their help to drive away the villains, she naturally had to reciprocate." It is precisely for this reason that our sisters sacrificed their bodies. ”

This kind of argument is simply unreasonable for Yu Moji. If you really want to reciprocate, won't feeding some bird food be over? Why do we have to feed them with human flesh? Judging from the current situation, the purpose of the flute virtuoso luring away the crows is more like to protect these companions who only have Xuannu Niangniang in their mouths.

Yu Moji was about to say something again, but suddenly there was a sound of breaking the sky in his ears. She had been hit by the piccolo once before, and there was absolutely no reason to be hit again in the same way. She reflexively ducked, only to realize that it was an iron hook with a long rope attached to it, and although it flew past her, it was clearly not there to attack her.

What's even more surprising is that Yu Mojin saw with his own eyes that the iron hook obviously hit many cypress trees along the way, but all of them passed through it without resistance. The hook flew far away, and with considerable force it hooked a tree that might have existed, and the spike attached to the iron hook was firmly nailed into the trunk.

It's a very strange scene. Yu Moji rubbed his eyes in vain, unable to distinguish between what was real and what was illusory.

Fortunately, at this moment, there is a person who has already climbed the long rope and flew over.

It turned out to be Yuan Zhizhi, who didn't know where he had gone before.

Yu Mochen was overjoyed, and felt that his situation at the moment was really embarrassing, so he blushed and tried to stand up with difficulty. Yuan Zhizhi had already flown to her side, stretched out a hand to grab the ink marks, and swept her out.

Under the traction of the long rope, they quickly moved away from the unkind saints, and even the one who was besieged by the crows was no longer visible.

As soon as Yu Moji fell to the ground, he said quite eagerly, "Should we go and save people?" ”

Yuan Pingzhi smiled, but unhurriedly withdrew the long rope to his waist - he actually came wearing light armor. The long rope flew so far away, and it was still able to nail into the trees firmly, because it was powered by the mecha box.

"Saving people?" Yuan Yizhi packed up his equipment before he spoke, "Is there anyone who needs us to rescue?" ”

"You didn't see that?" Yu Mochen hurriedly explained, "The holy woman who played the flute was about to be pecked to death by a crow; In addition, there are many injured villagers, and they do not know whether they are dead or alive......"

"Crows?" Yuan Pingzhi glanced at her playfully and said, "What you said, it can't be those black papers, right?" ”

Yu Moji was stunned.

Since none of the cypress trees in the forest were likely to be real, how could she be sure that those fierce crows that came out of nowhere could not be some kind of hallucination?

Yu Mojin was silent for a moment, and then said, "I also hope that I am wrong...... After all, all you see is black paper, but what I see are crows that can scream, fly, and take people's lives. She sighed helplessly, and asked, "But, have you seen through the illusion here with your hook?" ”

Yuan said, "I can't say that I can see through it." I was just bored while waiting for you, and I took a little interest in the cypresses, and when I looked closely, I realized that something was wrong with the woods. ”

Yu Moji's heart is still careful, and if you look closely, you can see that something is wrong, so she immediately asked, "For example?" ”

"It's actually quite simple." Yuan Pingzhi explained, "In the world, there are not even two leaves that are exactly the same. So how can there be several identical trees in a forest? ”

Yu Mojin only felt that he was probably blind. How could she never notice something that sounded so simple?

Yuan Pingzhi seemed to know what she was thinking, and comforted, "It's normal that you went to investigate with all your heart, and you didn't notice a lot of things. He added, "I realized that something was wrong, so I went nearby and fetched the armor I had hidden. When he returned, he saw the villagers coming to make trouble. I don't want to get you out as soon as possible, so please forgive me. ”

Yu Mojin shook his head while marveling at Yuan Yizhi's fact that he had already made sufficient preparations, "Although it is strange in that Xuannu Temple, there is no special danger. It's just that I don't know when I was tricked, and I actually saw the black paper as a crow. ”

"Actually, it's impossible to say who's right and who's wrong." Yuan Zhizhi groaned slightly, and said, "Since the two of us entered this cypress forest, we have both had some kind of hallucination. In today's situation, it can only be said that our illusions are different. No one can be sure that the crow is false, and the black paper is the truth. ”