As the night falls, the stars shine like diamonds in the endless night sky, the mountains and forests are immersed in a mysterious darkness, and the hustle and bustle of the day gradually subside, replaced by a quiet and peaceful one.

In the dark forest, there was a faint moonlight, and many tall trees stood like black shadows, their silhouettes gradually emerging in the moonlight.

The trees are filled with a faint scent of pine, and the breeze blows, and the leaves make a subtle rustling sound, as if they are whispering to the night breeze.

In the silence, the animals began to move, and the birds on the branches called to each other, and they flew in the night sky, leaving flickering shadows.

The chirping of birds echoed through the valley, adding a touch to the darkness.

Against the backdrop of the night, deep in the mountains and forests, there is a thin stream, which is like a Milky Way, the water flows softly, making a faint murmuring sound, and the night stream and the starlight reflect each other.

The night gives nature a mysterious cloak, and the mountains and forests exude a different charm from the daytime.

Under this quiet and peaceful night, people seem to be in an isolated fantasy world, feel the tranquility and vitality of nature, and in the dark mountain forest, a figure shuttles between the trees.

The night breeze gently brushed his clothes, reflecting a graceful figure.

The figure was dressed in a black robe, like a ghost in the night, his figure was slender, and his steps were light and steady, as if he was one with the mountains and forests.

In the darkness, through the cold light in his eyes, he could feel a strong determination and purpose.

He expertly traversed the dense woods, avoiding hidden roots and weeds without hesitation, his movements light and agile, barely making the slightest sound, as if silent with the mountain forest at night.

The figure's face was illegible in the shadows, and only the determined glint in his eyes could be seen.

He stared ahead, the ground, as if searching for some important clue.

As the figure moved, the animals in the mountains seemed to sense his presence and retreated from his path.

It was as if you could feel a mysterious and majestic aura emanating from this mysterious figure.

A tall and tall young man who looked young and powerful, his muscles were strong, revealing signs of health and exercise, and his countenance was handsome and resolute, which seemed to contain endless courage and determination.

His short slightly black hair was neatly combed on the top of his head, his slightly damp strands shimmered, his eyebrows were tightly locked with a hint of determination, and his eyes were deep and sharp, revealing a sense of intelligence and alertness.

Those eyes were deep, as clear as the blue waters of a lake, and there seemed to be a glint in his eyes as he stared intently into the distance.

His jawline is clear and powerful, slightly open, exuding a sense of confidence and firmness, and his lips are pursed to give the impression of unwaveringness.

He wore a delicate teal robe with a slit at the hem for ease of movement, and the cyan fabric complemented his short black hair, adding a sense of mystery and coldness.

Xu Fu was holding the staff in his hand, and at this time he was still vigilant about his surroundings, and at this time he always felt that something was staring at him, but he couldn't find what it was.

This feeling appears very abruptly, but it also disappears very abruptly, so it has not been able to truly capture.

But at least I can really sense that something is following me.

Although the night shrouded the mountains and forests, Xu Fu didn't seem to care about it, he continued to move forward firmly, shuttling through the mountains and forests, like an invisible lightning, moving forward quickly and firmly.

However, at this moment, something happened suddenly, and then it stirred up his nerves.

In the silence of the mountain forest, as the night fell, a melodious and eerie flute suddenly came from a distance, floating in the air like a ghost.

Light and elegant, the flute seems to come from another world, and it weaves through the dense foliage, through the valleys, and echoes in the silent night sky.

Its melody is twisted and mysterious, and one can't help but feel a strange and fascinating charm.

The sound of the flute, sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes low and mournful, seems to tell a legend of the past, and it carries a mysterious power to guide people into a realm full of fantasy and unknown.

The owner of the flute is hidden in the depths of the mountain forest, his figure is difficult to detect, only the melodious sound of the flute wafts in the night, as if leading the people who come to listen into a mysterious ritual.

Xu Fu couldn't help but be attracted by this strange and beautiful flute sound, and he quietly approached, or listened with bated breath.

The melody of the flute echoes in the night breeze, making people feel a power that transcends reality, as if being led into the unknown by an invisible hand.

The sound of the flute faded away, as if to say goodbye, leaving a trace of sadness and endless thoughts.

The mountains and forests have regained their tranquility, the night is deep and mysterious, and the melodious and eerie flute sound has become a memory in people's hearts, which will never be forgotten.

As the sound of the flute weakened, a mysterious atmosphere permeated the mountain forest, and the trees seemed to tremble slightly, as if they had resonated with the strange sound of the flute.

In the aftermath of the flute, bursts of strange light began to flicker between the mountains and forests, faint and soft light, like the favor of ghosts, dotted the dark branches and grass.

These rays of light range from pale blue, dark green, to deep purple, each emitting a mysterious and ineffable aura.

They danced in the night, drifting slowly in the direction from which the flute came.

Xu Fu's vigilance had already been mentioned to the highest at this time, and then the staff in his hand waved, turning into a golden Changge, and at this time he carried Changge towards the jungle.

Those who come are not good and those who are good don't come, since this guy actually took the initiative to reveal his location, it is worry-free.

He shuttled through the dense mountain forest, crossed the rugged paths, and followed the mysterious approach to unknown destinations.

And the sound of the flute sounded again, as if it wanted to continue to attract people.

As the footsteps progressed, the faint and strange sound of the flute gradually became clear, and it was like an invisible clue, pulling people's souls, making them indulge in it, desperate to pursue it.

Finally, when we came to an open meadow, the sound of the flute and the light reached its peak.

A huge stone platform stands in front of you, and a figure sits on the stone platform, holding a delicate ancient flute.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a traditional kimono, revealing a quaint and solemn atmosphere, and the color of the kimono was a soft dark blue, which set off his serene and restrained temperament.

He was well-proportioned and straight, light and elegant, his skin was pale and showed a healthy and pampered quality, his long hair was natural and supple and hung down to his waist, and his delicate black hair shone faintly in the sun.

The middle-aged man's face is delicate, his face lines are soft and balanced, and his eyebrows are slender and thick, gently arched, outlining a pair of deep and divine eyes.

Those eyes are like bright stars, revealing inner wisdom and contemplation.

The bridge of his nose is straight and elegant, slightly revealing a solemnity and confidence, and his lips are red and plump, slightly upturned, giving people a kind and cordial feeling.

The cuffs of his traditional kimono are obscured by the wide sleeves of his robe, revealing only his delicate wrists, and his fingers are slender and soft, like the hands of an artist.

On the wrist, he wears an ancient jade bead bracelet, exuding an aura of simplicity and mystery.

His eyebrows are slender and bushy, taking on a deep black color, and the eyebrows are slightly sunken, exuding a gentle and calm atmosphere.

The gently arched eyebrows show off his intelligence and thoughtfulness, giving a warm and powerful feeling.

Those eyes were deep and bright, shimmering with a mysterious light like obsidian, and there seemed to be a thousand words hidden in the depths of the eyes, revealing the depth of the inner world, and his eyes were clear and bright, full of wisdom and insight.

The corners of the middle-aged man's eyes are slightly raised, forming charming small crow's feet, and this smile outlines his peaceful and friendly character, exuding a kind and kind atmosphere.

His nose is tall and straight, adding a dignified and noble touch to his countenance. The wings of the nose open slightly, revealing a natural and deep breath.

This nose gives the impression of excellence and self-confidence, highlighting the nobility of his inner qualities.

His lips are rosy and plump, gently upturned, and exude a natural charm. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, outlining a gentle and kind smile.

His lips seem to exude an air of kindness and friendliness at all times, which makes people feel comfortable and relaxed involuntarily.

The middle-aged man holds a delicate bamboo flute in his hand, the body is as white as jade, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and the texture of the bamboo flute is smooth and delicate, as if it was carved by nature.

His fingers are slender and dexterous, and they are gently resting on the bamboo flute, showing his familiarity and proficiency in music.

The place where the fingertips touch the bamboo flute is slightly pale, showing traces of years of music playing.

When he blows the bamboo flute, the notes flow like a stream, the flute sound is melodious and pleasant, like a breeze wafting in the air, each note is full of emotion and spirituality, which makes people resonate.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and played the bamboo flute intently, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he was chasing some distant memory.

As the music flowed, a smile of serenity and joy gradually bloomed on his face.

The sound of the bamboo flute dances in his hands, as if it has vitality, and the notes reverberate through the mountains and forests, echoing between the earth, filling the whole space with a mysterious rhythm.

At this time, Xu Fu was already vigilant and mentioned the highest, dancing Changge in his hand, pointing to the target at this time.

Obviously, there is an enemy in front of us, not a friend.

Woo –

Keita Chida picked up the flute in his hand again, and the whimpering and melodious sound drifted in the wind, and then continued to echo around him.

He gently pressed the bamboo flute to his lips, and a warm breath blew out, and the flute sound gradually sounded.

At first, it was a soft bass, like a murmur echoing from the depths of the valley, and as he breathed and played, the notes gradually rose and melted into the surrounding nature.

Suddenly, the surrounding trees seemed to sense his music, and the roots of the trees emerged from the ground, like dragons out of the water, dancing into the air.

The roots of the tree are tangled together to form a huge network of roots, which seem to dance to the rhythm of the music, and they sway lightly and sometimes tumble and dance with the flute, like a feast of life.

The leaves on the canopy of the trees are also activated by music, like a flock of birds flying, weaving a green intertwined picture, they dance with the change of notes, fall lightly, and return to the canopy like a dream.

The roots and vines of the trees seemed to be activated by some mysterious force and began to grow and dance wildly.

They wriggled out of the ground, like snakes and scorpions in a storm, rising towards the sky.

The chaotic interweaving of tree roots is like a painting of nature, outlining a wonderful picture.

Some of the roots of the trees spiraled and rose like snakes, some stretched out like the claws of lions, and some coiled and intertwined like pythons, and they intertwined with each other and intertwined into a complex web that spread in all directions.

The vines also joined in the feast of this wild dance, they were like long hair fluttering, graceful, thin vines dancing in the air, tangled together, like a picture of life.

Some vines hang from the branches like graceful curtains of water, while others hang from the height of the canopy, like streamers in the sky.

Tree roots and vines flutter through the air, like a natural carnival. They dance to the melody of the music and flutter lightly, as if telling the story of the earth.

Their growth and dance seem to merge with the rhythm of nature, showing the infinite vitality of nature, but the posture they show at this moment cannot help but be creepy.

Xu Fu felt the abnormal change in the atmosphere around him, and noticed the crazy dance of vines and roots.

He raised his head alertly, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity and determination, and in front of him, the vine man and the roots of the tree formed a huge wooden wall, rapidly expanding towards him.

The vines churned like snakes, and the vines quickly tangled and entangled, as if they were a ferocious army, gathering anger and majesty.

They are no longer graceful and dancing spectacles, but they have become violent and powerful, as if there is some irresistible force driving them.

The roots of the trees also became more and more violent, and they were as sharp as sharp swords, stabbing towards Xu Fu.

They were like tentacles underground, keenly searching for Xu Fu's location, about to knock him down completely, and their roots were pierced to the ground, setting off a torrent of earth and rocks.

Xu Fu reacted immediately, he dodged quickly, nimbly shuttling between the roots and the vineman, his eyes flashing with determination, he knew that he had to resist this menacing life force.

He raised the Changge in his hand, and then his hands danced rapidly, and in an instant, a piece of vine and tree roots disappeared.

But even so, the vines and roots that gushed out of the ground were still endless, as if there was really no end to it.

(End of chapter)