[Evil Boy] attacked for a second, and crashed at the speed of light.

But Zheng Xiu, who was trapped in the fence, was stupid.

Kiss~

He pulled himself out with all his might.

Rub your face.

Pinch your arms.

Incarnation, there is a physical body!

Zheng Xiu's mood instantly changed from surprise to surprise, and he went up and down to confirm that it was correct.

"In this way, it may be because I opened the 'Ninth Gate' in the Doorway, one step forward, the changes brought about by the upgrade of all derivative abilities!"

A small step forward in the door will be a big step for Master Zheng!

Until this time, Zheng Xiu vaguely felt the trick of how to go deep into the door.

First, clear the ghost.

Second, upgrade the cell.

Although I don't know the specific linear relationship between the two, after clearing Baili Village and upgrading the cell to Wangtian Prison, Zheng Xiu pushed open the "Jiazi Ninth Gate". When the derivative ability was upgraded from "First Glimpse of the Doorway" to "Little Attainment", now that [iQue] is activated, the avatar finally has an actual form, and is no longer a Piao.

Puff, puff, puff.

Zheng Xiu vaguely noticed a strange pulsation in his chest, and when he pulled open his clothes, he saw that the "claw" shaped blood vessels in his chest were bulging, which was the mark of a "prison finch".

Exploring the pulse again, the pulse of the blood vessels brought by the prison finch was transmitted to the hand, and it felt like it.

At the very least, the current [evil boy] looks and touches.

Like a person.

At this time, Zheng Xiu hurriedly turned his head, looked at the body, and opened the body's clothes by the way.

In the chest of the body, the "claw" type blood vessel bulge disappears.

"It turns out that the prison finch follows consciousness?"

Zheng Xiu excitedly experienced the new incarnation.

He had never been so excited about having more than eight figures in his bank.

Sure enough, power and wealth are the romance of men.

Indispensable.

Now he has them all.

[Evil Boy] has a smile on his face, five points of evil and five points of innocence.

Zheng Xiu easily broke open the 100-refining steel fence, drilled out of the prison, and then straightened them one by one.

Truth be told, the materials used to forge the Heavenly Hell were unusually hard.

But obviously, Master Zheng is harder, and the incarnation easily escaped from Wangtian Prison.

When creating the [Evil Boy] avatar, Zheng Xiu didn't expect to be able to have an entity in reality so soon.

The [Physique] and [Tendon] attributes that exploded the table created a pony...... Uh-no, Super Firepower Boy!

Zheng Xiu stood on the edge of Wangtian Prison, looked down, opened his arms, and felt the pleasure of the cold wind blowing across his face from above.

Now Master Zheng is only facing one problem:

After Ah Piao, how should he go down from this cliff cage unharmed?

……

In the Imperial City.

The high-rise buildings and low pavilions are scattered and row upon row.

The snow stopped, and the moonlight was cold.

It's still a place of singing and dancing, and it's peaceful and beautiful everywhere.

A hundred steps away from the rooftop, a tall figure dressed in black jumped easily between the buildings.

On his shoulder stood a raven with black fur and an ebony order hanging from his waist, on which was written "Night Guard, Five, Six, Seven".

In Yeweiyang, except for "December", which stands at the top, all the other members of Yeweiyang only have code names and no names.

Night guards five, six or seven looked at the rooftop from afar, and saw a flock of crows in the sky, circling normally, and there was nothing unusual.

He frowned and pressed his finger to the raven on his shoulder.

In an instant, the raven's eyes were a little more agile.

At the same time, the night guard five, six or seven, closed his eyes, brewed emotions, and two tears slipped down silently.

Before joining the Night Guard, he was born in Jeju, the southern region of Daqian, and moved to the north with his father twenty years ago due to war. My father was a well-known "crying and mourning" before his death, and later five or six or seven sons inherited their father's business and also entered the "crying and mourning" industry.

What is a mourner?

At the funeral of the deceased, the mourners walk with the coffin, crying and grabbing the ground to create an atmosphere.

Five, six, and seven were very dedicated and innovative. He would cry with the birds, dogs, chickens, and ducks in the streets. Crying, "Look! The chickens, ducks and fish over there are all sad for the master! Look! That dog is crying to death! That cat is so sad that all its fur has fallen out! ”

One year, two years, three years, ten years.

He cried for a whole decade.

Five, Six, and Seven's self-created "Birds, Fish, Insects, and Crying Mourning Stream" has gradually been recognized by the neighborhood.

Legend has it that when he cried, birds would hover and magpies would cry blood.

Whenever someone dies within a radius of 100 miles, they will spend a lot of money to hire five, six or seven to go to mourn.

Among the many mourners, he cried the most and cried the most sincerely, crying so that birds, fish and insects resonated together.

One night, he dreamed that he had fallen into pitch-black water with a door in front of him.

Five, six, seven woke up and found that they could really hear the cries of animals.

First glimpse of the door - "crying mourners"!

The raven flew straight to the lookout platform and spun around a few times, then returned to its original position.

"It's strange, just here, the raven flock is clearly disturbed, but there is nothing unusual at the moment."

Concocted as the law, thaumaturgy was re-applied, and the raven took off again, with the Wangtiantai Heavenly Prison as the center, the raven was condescending, flying and patrolling.

After a while, night guards five, six and seven were not far away, and found the traces of three colleagues.

In the middle of the night, there are clear hierarchies, and the attire of members of different levels is slightly different.

It's like the three of them.

The two of them carried a box on their backs, embroidered with moire in black, and there were stars hidden in the clouds, which belonged to the twenty-eight constellations.

The other person, the placket and cuffs are embroidered with curved crescent patterns, which is even more high-end, and he is one of the "December" in a high position.

"Shhh It turned out to be a high-level bigwig! ”

Five, Six, and Seven suddenly realized that it was a high-level haunt that disturbed the crow flock.

……

The words are divided into two ends.

Unbeknownst to an unknown night guard, the three bigwigs he saw through the raven's vision were angry.

"Damn! The soul chasing lamp is not broken! ”

Dou Ji patted the black box behind Yueyan indignantly, pointed at the black cat inside through the box, raised his fist, and said angrily: "Sister Yueyan, I want to beat it." ”

On the side, Fengbei silently clenched his fists, making a crisp "click" sound.

Today, the black cat can play them badly.

The three of them first tracked down the real cause of Swonton's death.

The black cat was indeed on Swendon's corpse, smelling the remaining "traces".

Nine times out of ten, thaumaturgists will leave behind a "smell", and this smell can only be tracked by soul catchers and ravens.

But today, as if he had seen a ghost, the black cat led the three of them around the city dozens of times.

From the north of the city to the palace, from the palace to the east of the city, and from the east of the city back to the north of the city.

It took three hours.

From day to night.

However, when he got here, the black cat suddenly stopped scratching the box, and there was no movement.

The fighting hedgehog was eager to drag the black cat out and beat it.

Yueyan was also very angry, thinking about starving the soul-attracting lamp for a few days, but when she dragged the black cat out and saw the black cat whimpering pitifully, Yueyan suddenly said: "It's not that the soul-chasing lamp is bad, but that the person who killed Shi Wentong, and the smell has disappeared since then!" ”

Yue Yan Meng took out a pamphlet from her bosom and flipped to one of the pages, on which was a simple map of the imperial city, with a few rudimentary markings on the map. Yueyan raised her head, looked around and said, "That's right, this is the place where Master Shi died violently." ”

Feng Bei let go of his fist and said calmly: "You mean, that person, who appeared out of nowhere, swaggered around the imperial city for thirty-six laps, and suddenly disappeared after killing Shi Wentong without knowing it?" ”

The fighting hedgehog looked incredible.

The city is full of ravens, and although they do not speak to people, if a thaumaturgist swaggers moves, there must be something unusual.

Yueyan smiled bitterly: "The Night Lord is not in the Imperial City now, but there is no shortage of masters in the Imperial City, and it is just a matter of sneaking around the Imperial City on weekdays, and he can go around the Imperial City dozens of times in mid-air without being noticed by anyone, this person may be an extremely special 'Doorway' magician, or his strength is at least to the 'Little Heaven Position', it is possible, after all, the Raven and the Soul Chasing Lantern are not omnipotent." There are many treacherous thaumaturgists, with one or two exceptions, which is not surprising. ”

After speaking, Yueyan closed the small notebook and withdrew it into her arms.

The silent meaning of this move is obviously: the clue is broken, call it a day.

Feng Bei turned around: "I'll check again, it's hard tonight." ”

Yueyan smiled: "Coincidentally, I have to catch up with three new clothes tonight." ”

Dou Ji hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully: "I still have to copy forty-eight pages of "Virtuous Heart Clarity". ”

Yueyan sneered: "It's better to copy that thing than to copy the "Spring Palace Secret Record". ”

Hearing this, Dou Qi's neck instantly turned red: "You want to take care of it?" ”

Leaving the two of them chattering, Fengbei left alone.

……

Master Zheng didn't jump around, but he found that after the [iQue] advanced, there was a very practical little function.

The advanced effect of [iQue] was more practical than he had imagined.

Today's [iQue] can truly be called "iQue".

Zheng Xiu can switch between "A Piao" and "Entity" at will.

Ah Piao can fly, can pass through walls, and can snoop.

Needless to say, the entity is strong, and the evil boy is brave.

But the only fly in the ointment is that the time limit for [iQue] is related to the trait abilities cast by the avatar.

If you use your abilities too much, the time your avatar spends outside will be quickly reduced.

In terms of the distance of the iQue, although Zheng Xiu has not explored its limit, it seems that the avatar can move freely in the Imperial City.

"Flaws are not hidden!"

Zheng Xiu's body squatted in prison with peace of mind, drinking tea and bragging, incarnated as a person, and could instantly return to his body in case of crisis.

However, what Zheng Xiu was worried about was that if the avatar blatantly disappeared in front of people, it would be too eye-catching, and he would need to avoid the eyes of ordinary people before exiting the [iQue] posture as a last resort.

This setting reminded Zheng Xiu inexplicably of those masked heroes who always like to hide in the alley and take out their transformers.

Zheng Xiu incarnated as a "evil boy", walked through the streets and alleys, went around and around, and inadvertently, Zheng Xiu came to a garden mansion.

The two sides of the house door are inlaid with gold and jade, very magnificent, and the stone lions on both sides are majestic, from the hands of famous craftsmen in the city.

The plaque on the door of the house reads the word "Zheng Zhai".

Zheng Xiu returned to his home.

Moreover, he paced back and forth in front of his house for about ten minutes.

After the butterfly effect, Zheng Xiu couldn't confirm whether the former friend was still a friend now, and whether the former partner was still in place.

But he felt that no matter what happened, Zheng Erniang had been dependent on him for many years, and he would stay at home as always.

However, the most troublesome problem for Master Zheng at present is.

How would he explain his current identity?

"Yo! Young man! ”

In the dead of night, when Zheng Xiu's pestle was somehow going in at the door of his house, a friendly voice suddenly sounded behind Zheng Xiu, and at the same time, a cigarette stick with white smoke quietly rested on the shoulder of [Evil Boy].

Qing Shisan, who was dressed on his feet, somehow appeared behind Zheng Xiu, leaned down, approached Zheng Xiu with a smile, took a puff by the way, and spit out regular smoke rings.

"Young man, do you know that Zheng Zhai has refused to meet guests in the past few days?"

At the moment when Qing Pi said this.

The roof of the east, west, north and south wings of the Zheng house.

One by one, dressed in hooded black clothes, like ghostly shadows, stood silently above the Zheng Mansion.

The pitch-black night clothes make them almost one with the night.