Chapter 13: Goodbye, Little Broken (13)
Xuan Chen's "spirit" did not stop, and led Yi Miao, who had been chasing and killing, to the trap that Xu Yi had already arranged. In order to take revenge on Xuan Chen, Yi Miao endured for ten years, and it really took a lot of effort, who would have thought that this sister would not be able to kill? She was even more disgusted, and she couldn't wait to throw Xuan Chen's "spirit" into the secret fire circle to burn it happily. Therefore, in the process of chasing, he was single-minded, and he didn't notice that there was a flag circle under his feet, and stepped in.
"Strange! What's going on? Yi Miao rushed outward with all her might, but no matter how she pushed, kicked, and hit, the trap created by the four flags under her feet seemed to have become an iron and copper wall, and she couldn't get out of the dead circle.
"Hah! Xuan Chen! Yi Miao gritted her teeth, "You are dead and you will not rest." Well, when you are alive, you are not against me, can you win when you die? After that, he took out a yin and yang pattern copper bell, rubbed it with his magic finger, and burned the secret fire of the goldfish clan that imprisoned Qibei with a brush, and gnawed around a circle of flags.
"He has a little spiritual power to protect himself, but he can't resist my fire ring enchantment. How long will your rag-sewn flags last? Yi Miao laughed.
It doesn't take long. The trap set by Xu Yi bought a lot of time for everyone, Xiao Xiao and Yu Hui took the opportunity to sneak through the corridor, and the raging fire in the backyard still surrounded the whole circle, no different from when Xiao Xiao fled and it seemed that it would not be extinguished at all.
"Qi Bei-" Xiao Xiao shouted a lot with sound transmission, but there was no response. He stretched out his hand to test the flames, and a small hole immediately burned out in the back of his hand, and in the same way, the wounds left by the secret fire of the goldfish clan not only appeared on the body of the other person, but also engraved on the real body of the white dust.
Xiao Xiao took two steps back, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he was about to rush in, but Yu Hui stopped him in time: "The fire is so big, can you still survive if you go in?" It's better to find another way. ”
Looking at the figure that could still be distinguished in the flames, it was motionless as if it had been scorched. At first glance, it doesn't look like a person, it looks like a horse. At the third glance, I felt as if I was alternating back and forth between the human form and the cloud horse. Could it be that Qi Bei has been forced to bear it? Xiao Xiao muttered, "If you don't save him, he won't be able to live." ”
Zhi'er and Mrs. Bailing finally "invited" the old golden black bird from the Taishi Mansion - not so much "please", but "stolen", or "stolen". Mrs. Bailing almost fainted when she saw the skyrocketing fire, and she tightly grasped the iron chain around the neck of the golden crow bird's feet in her hand, knelt down and begged: "Look, Qi Bei is there, hurry up and save him." ”
This shock made it difficult for the old golden black bird to sleep again, and his eyes, which were disgusted with the turbidity and chaos of the world, finally opened a gap. Mrs. Bailing said to Yuhui: "See, it knows that when it opens its eyes, it will definitely understand me, but it just ignores people." Why, exactly? No matter how much I reasoned with it, it wouldn't listen. ”
Yu Hui carefully observed the old golden crow's falling feathers, bare wings, a world-weary and unruly eyes, and a chain tied to his paws, and couldn't help but feel sympathy: "If this is really a noble East China Sea golden crow bird, in the past sixty years, it has not been treated well by the Taishi Mansion." ”
The crows around were all quietly lined up solemnly, and the chickadee larks who secretly followed Mrs. Bailing also silently saluted the old golden crow.
Xiao Xiao carefully observed the Golden Crow Bird and said frankly: "Did this really accompany the Golden Crow God?" It's a pity that life in the Taishi Mansion is not as good as the sparrows on the street. ”
"Hey, old fellow, aren't you having a good time?" Yu Hui's voice sounded like a familiar old friend.
Lady Bailing looked at him in amazement, she thought she was the only one who could communicate with the birds.
"Do you remember that in the ancient legends of Fenglin City, there were also ghosts attacking the city, just like today's Baiyu entered the city. It's just that that time, it was the Golden Crow God who sent the Nine Golden Crow Birds. But that was thousands of years ago. Last time, sixty years ago, the Golden Crow God flew from the East China Sea again and completed the reincarnation of the Jiazi year. My father was not yet born, and when I was a child, I heard from my grandfather that the sun was shining all over the East China Sea. And the grandfather died a long time ago. Yu Hui suddenly fell into the ocean recorded in the history books, and he was full of emotion for a while.
"Yes," Lady Bailing admitted, "I just heard the birds warn me, and I realized that the strongest helper was close by, but everyone had forgotten about it." ”
The old Jin Crow, who didn't care about people, was motionless, staring at the Goldfish Clan's secret fire formation.
Fortunately, Yu Hui woke up with a word, and Lady Bailing suddenly realized: Maybe this golden black bird that is not from the mortal world still has spirituality, and can even understand human words for a long time. But because he was too smart, he was burdened by himself. Sixty years ago, it followed the Golden Crow God from the East China Sea, and now the Golden Crow God has disappeared, and almost all the people who experienced a grand advent have died, and the master of the Taishi Mansion has changed several times, and now this Taishi Master has tried his best to repeatedly seek the shadow of the Golden Crow God, and take the life of Gongzi Yang, Gongzi Ji went to sea and did not return, and still couldn't ask for it.
It's ridiculous to say. Today's wind is in the city, and no one remembers that this inconspicuous frail bird may be the most direct passage to the Golden Crow God. Human beings still prefer to record history and compile books, and even need a group of birds with short lives to remind the golden crow of its existence.
And at this time, the old Jin Wu stayed in the Taishi Mansion for 60 years, from the very beginning of the guest, good life and feeding, to the present no one cares, self-destruction, it is the witness of history, watching the wind in the city from the prosperity into a bleak, facing the world of difference, about the birth of the sigh of the night.
At this moment, Mrs. Bailing felt ashamed of Fang Cai's continuous urging of Lao Jinwu to save people, and when she spoke again, her tone was already very slow: "We were in a panic just now, and I changed dozens of bird languages to keep urging you." It must be annoying, right? ”
Lao Jin Wu glanced at her and muttered.
Zhi'er hurriedly asked, "Did it speak?" ”
Mrs. Bailing blushed a little: "Sure enough." I only cared about urging, forgetting that birds are free by nature, and I don't want to be at the mercy of others. Looks like I did annoy it. ”
Zhi'er hurriedly comforted her: "My sister is here to save Qibei." It will understand. ”
Yu Hui: "Why don't you try to persuade it again." ”
In front of her is Qi Bei, who is enduring the scorching flames, and in her hand is the golden crow bird that loves to ignore it, Mrs. Bailing can only be patient, and with the help of Yu Hui, who is familiar with the annals, she can tell the bird well: "In ancient times, Fenglin City was fortunate to be associated with the Golden Crow God, and when the hundred ghosts invaded, nine golden crows flew from the East China Sea, and the heroic posture that saved Fenglin City was recorded in the history books forever. ”