Painter

Chapter 156 Five: Crow Thousand Years Old

Li Chan didn't respond to Chen Haochu's words, he rolled up his sleeves and moved the boy's body under the window.Be careful, or spill blood all over the place.

Chen Haochu had seen countless dead people, but seeing such a scene, he couldn't bear to turn his head away.

He looked to the side, the Youdu incense in the hands of the demon hunters had been burned out, and the last bunch of green smoke curled upwards and dissipated in the west wind.This incense is used to search for the ghost, and the monster is indeed hiding in this Yizhuang.

Li Chan put the boy's body away, and then turned her head and said to Chen Haochu: "I have been in the world for many years, and I have some self-defense skills, maybe I can help you a little bit."

As the captain of Shenzhasi, Chen Haochu has traveled all over Gyeonggi-do in the past six months, and he has seen more monsters than in the past twenty years combined.He has also seen many knights with high martial arts skills, but died at the hands of monsters. He shook his head and said, "You may have killed monsters, but the monsters in this world are full of strange things, and some of them have strange methods. No matter how good your martial arts are, it won't help. You should stay away for now Bar."

Li Chan took out a green handkerchief to wipe off the blood on his hands, "Don't worry, this official, I know it well."

Chen Haochu couldn't help thinking that the man in Tsing Yi was reckless, but he stopped trying to persuade him, and took out a piece of yellow silk and handed it over, "This thing can avoid poison."

Li Chan said thank you, glanced at the shawls on the faces of the demon hunters in front of him, and tied the yellow silk in a learned manner.

The demon hunters over there had already tied the two murderers to the stone pier in front of the door. With a wave of his hand, Chen Haochu led them to the lobby on the west side of Yizhuang.The hall has a wide area, but it is messy and full of coffins and corpses.Under the beam frame supported by eight black pillars, there are all cobwebs and cotton-like dust.Chen Haochu gripped the horizontal knife tightly, with stern eyes, and moved the corpse with the tip of the knife from time to time. After confirming that it was all right, he carefully set his foot in the gap between the coffin and the corpse.

Li Chan followed at the back, with his hands behind his back, the dagger was still in the sword case at his waist, not out of its sheath.He didn't look at the corpse on the ground, but raised his head halfway, his eyes searched between the beams, as if he was admiring the animal sculptures on the top of the beams.

With a squeak, the demon hunter who passed through a coffin opened the door leading to the ancestral hall on the southeast side of the hall with a scabbard.Dust and smoke billowed everywhere, and a black shadow flew out from behind the door.

The demon hunter was so startled that he jumped back half a step, swiped his knife and slashed, but the slash was empty. With a cry of "Wow", the black shadow rushed up the beams in panic, and then fled out of the hall of Yizhuang after falling together, leaving only two wings and feathers, which floated down quietly.

"It turned out to be an old crow..." The demon hunter heaved a sigh of relief, but cold sweat broke out on his back, he glanced at his colleague shyly, feeling quite ashamed for his fuss.As if to regain lost face, he clenched the horizontal knife tightly, stepped across the threshold, and walked into the corridor leading to the ancestral hall.

When the three demon hunters gradually walked towards the ancestral hall, Li Chan also withdrew his gaze from following the old crow to the sky.He followed behind Shen Zhasi's person, falling about two feet away, with two colors appearing in his eyes, he looked around.There are many corpses piled up in this Yizhuang. Fortunately, it is autumn, although the stench is suffocating, but fortunately, there are not many fly maggots.It seemed to be nourished by the flesh and blood of the dead, and weeds were overgrown in the yard, almost reaching waist level.

He muttered: "There are countless dead, but there is not much death..."

At this moment, the front-line demon hunter stepped into the ancestral hall and let out a soft cry of "Ah".

The other two followed suit.

"This……"

"Why are there so many old birds!"

Li Chan stopped looking around, and quickly stepped forward to look at the gate of the ancestral hall.

This Jiang's ancestral hall is three feet deep and quite spacious. The roof covered with black tiles was smashed at some point, leaving a big opening like a patio.Autumn light shines through the opening, and the westerly wind blows. A few withered camphor leaves skim over the uneven black tiles, and then fall quietly, brushing against the crow's nests piled up with thatch under the tiles.

Those crow's nests are hidden in the shadows under the roof tiles, one, two, three...surrounding the entire ancestral hall, it's hard to count.

Blackbirds grabbed the broken beams one by one, and the mulberry wood gods that were clinging to the vines.Countless pairs of red bean-like eyes looked at him, making one's hair stand on end.

Chen Haochu opened his eyes wide. There must be a ghost here with so many old people gathered here, but who can see where the monster is hiding?Did that old bird become a spirit, or is there a problem with all the birds in this house?
"Lieutenant Chen..." The demon hunter in charge didn't dare to move, cold sweat slipped down his temples and into his neck.

"Retreat first." Chen Haochu's heartstrings were tense, but he pretended to be nonchalant, and slowly backed away.

Fortunately, the strange things in that room did not change, they just stayed under the tile and watched the three of them exit the house quietly.

As soon as he went out, Chen Haochu took out a yellow talisman.

Li Chan took a look and saw that there was a chime-shaped pattern drawn in silver sand on the yellow talisman.

"Stay farther away." Chen Haochu gave a warning, and read aloud with a talisman: "The sun is bright, the essence of Liujia. Flying fire thousands of miles, Haohua masters it.

Li Chan took two steps back, and saw Chen Haochu swallowed the yellow talisman, took a sharp breath, and spat it out towards the ancestral hall.

call!A gust of fire gushed out from his mouth, and in an instant, it burned the door of the ancestral hall.The fire spread rapidly, like a dragon and snake, flowing and spreading among the beams and columns of the window wall.

With a whimper, the crows in the ancestral hall were frightened, fluttering their wings and flew into the air. In an instant, the crows could be heard endlessly.

A demon hunter said: "Lieutenant Chen is wise, in such a situation, attacking with fire can be done once and for all..."

Chen Haochu shook his head, and under the increasingly fierce heat wave, he stepped back slowly in front of Hengdao, carefully examining every shadow of a crow flying out of the fire.

Li Chan's Danqing eyes also saw raging fire. He saw a group of crows flying in fright, opening their mouths to cry, and only one crow with its yellow beak closed tightly, didn't even make the slightest sound of flapping its wings, and landed on the green eaves supported by the black pillars. superior.

The fire released by the spiritual response method was so fierce that it burned most of the ancestral hall in a blink of an eye. Chen Haochu saw that there was no sign of anything unusual in the fire, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, "This monster hasn't grown into a big one yet."

A demon official said: "The demon has been buried in the fire?"

Chen Haochu shook his head, "It's not that easy, I must have escaped."

Another demon hunter asked, "Is this demon related to the ghost master?"

"It's not like." Chen Haochu pondered, "I see that ghost master crossing the border..."

The black crow on the eaves stared at Chen Haochu who was speaking, and a gap opened in its yellow beak.

Chen Haochu's complexion turned pale as if painting a wall, he reached out his hand and grabbed his left chest tightly, opened his mouth wide, and let out a "ho" sound from his throat like a dying person.

The horizontal knife fell to the ground with a clatter.

But before Hei Ya could fully open his mouth, he felt a warning sign in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look behind Chen Haochu, and saw a pair of mandarin duck eyes.

Li Chan and the black crow looked at each other and stared at each other. The black crow's feathers quivered, and it hurriedly closed its yellow beak, flapping its wings and flying away.

"Captain Chen!"

The two demon hunters helped Chen Haochu who almost stumbled to the ground.

Chen Haochu's complexion was pale, and he took out a silver talisman from his bosom tremblingly, with the picture of "Mysterious Tortoise Containing an Elephant". At that time, the image of the mysterious tortoise containing the image has been scattered.

Inexplicably, he walked between life and death. This Captain Shenzhasi didn't know what happened, but he knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.With a low shout of "go", he picked up the horizontal knife that fell on the ground, and ran out stumbling.

The demon hunter passed by Li Chan and called out. Seeing that the man in Tsing Yi was indifferent and had no time to take care of him, he fled with the captain.In a blink of an eye, the three of them ran out of the corridor and disappeared in the direction of the Yizhuang lobby.

Beside the ancestral hall, Li Chan looked at the flying crow shadow and stared at the nine tail feathers.A white shadow leaped out from the painting scroll at his waist and landed on the corner of the eaves, vaguely resembling a white cat, and sprinted to chase the black crow in the direction it left.

"This monster is so powerful..." Hong Yao appeared in front of the ancestral hall, her cheeks glowed with fire, and she looked towards the clear autumn sky.

"The name of this demon is Ya Qiansui." Li Chan lowered her head and looked at the two corpses in the charity house in the east. , then turned into a demon, and opened his mouth to judge life and death. Every time the crow eats the thousand-year-old death breath, it will give birth to a tail feather, and the one hidden in the ancestral hall is about nine thousand years old."

(End of this chapter)