Night Crow Master

As the sky grew darker and darker, Yat, who stayed in the room, could also feel the speed of spiritual and spiritual power flow, but these were not his concerns.

In contrast to this house, the other two rooms where the crow servants gathered, the one near the forest, had some signs of rummaging, while the other was very neat.

These traces look new, not like they were long ago.

It's like someone lived in that room not long ago.

Although there is no furniture, only a kerosene lamp, but the kerosene lamp in the corner still contains some liquid.

Art was sure that it wasn't rain - the rain from the windows and cracks in the roof didn't fall into the corner.

Is it inhabited here? Is it a passing traveler? Or do hunters live temporarily?

Art doesn't know. That's all he got.

Taking back her eyes, Yat picks up the top hat on the ground, confirms that no one else has done anything else, and then looks again at the room that seems to have lived.

The four crow servants followed Yat's instructions and began to search around.

Roof? On the beam? A crow servant flew up, and the demonization gradually increased. The irregular reddish color had covered its feathers. After receiving Yat's command, it unfolded its red and black wings and flew up the beam.

No.

No obvious signs were found.

After that, Yat just limited it to look for traces on the crossbeam. Shared vision can only obtain the vision of crow servants, but not other senses of crow servants. Let it look for traces on its own.

And the other three crow servants were also confined by Yat to the doors, windows, floors, corners of these places to start searching.

What Yat didn't know was that inside the forest, some figures were slowly and quietly approaching the hut in the rain.

The forest in the storm was filled with rain curtain, and the faint path could not be seen clearly. The withered branches and leaves on the ground had already floated in the small puddles and gradually became a piece. The broken stones and wet grass leaves were pasted together.

A pair of worn-out shoes covered with mud stepped into the puddle, splashing water washed away the mud on the shoes, and then stained with it.

The strong storm seemed to have no effect on them. Neither the big rain nor the storm could disturb their progress.

The house in which Yat lived was covered in silence by the sound of rain hitting the wall. Joad wanted to say something to break the silence. However, no one was willing to pay any attention to him. Pansy and Haydn were cut by sharp nails or something on the window. However, the two men just complained and continued to inspect other places.

Then, his eyes turned to the young but insightful Angus, who, like many of the minstrels he had met, had a wide range of knowledge, and there was no doubt that the other was from rose city.

"Oh... What terrible weather. When can I get to rose city?" He sat down in silence to his original position.

No.

No.

Art frowned. There was something wrong with him. He looked around. He should have overlooked something.

And just then, in the other two rooms, a crow servant found something.

Art immediately shifted his perspective.

It wasn't the neat room, it was another messy, dilapidated room, where four crows gathered in front of the wood.

A crow servant found a piece of wood among the broken and rotten boards.

When the crow servant turned it over, he found that it had a pattern on it.

When art changed his perspective to the past, he saw the painting directly. However, it was not so much a painting as a pattern. Irregular points were connected by lines.

Just like some children often do, point out a lot of points on the paper with a pen, and then connect them with a line, which looks like a variety of objects.

And Yat didn't see him as a child's doodle or a simple connection to a random hole.

Because, such a shape, also very much like a constellation map, all kinds of constellations of this and that block, is similar to this graffiti, and the constellations and stars, in this world represent what?

Prophecy is magic.

Defense type magic (such as psionic ring) belongs to the protection system, summon like magic (such as shadow minion) belongs to the creation system, creation type magic (such as shadow wall) belongs to the creation system, healing type (such as healing) Magic belongs to the life system, prophecy type magic belongs to the prophecy system, and Magic (enchanting human, dim light fear) Magic belongs to the magic family He can understand most of the magic, but prophecy is a curious and elusive field for him.

Although in his original world, most of the so-called astrology, tea reading and ink divination were only planned into the category of "utopian vision".Many people don't believe that chance is just chance, and then they give various meanings to a large number of appearances - observing the tea stains under the tea cup, pouring ink on paper, or pouring hot lead into water to see their shape. If it looks like something, it is a kind of symbol, thus creating all kinds of divination.

In a world without mystical power, divination is like this, and Yat himself will not believe it.

However, art does not apply the original world cognition to this world.

All kinds of Magic have appeared, put in the original world, I don't know how many scientists' coffins have to be lifted under the "reality", what can't be believed.

However, he did not learn anything like astrology, and the astrology of this world was different from that of his original world.

He didn't know the stars in the sky.

However, the stars do not know, but he knows Allen.

Next to the constellations, lines of Allan were written.

[along time, to the shadow.

The unknown Gemini is in the ground.

All shadows, all shadows,

the red star rises and the gray star falls.

I am the shadow, and so are you.

He --]

the handwriting stops abruptly, and the broken board highlights the missing part of it.

Time? Shadow? Gemini? Underground? The Red Star? Grey star?

Among these nouns, he only knows red star and grey star, which may refer to the moon.

The moon of this world, one is gray, the other is red.

The moon will appear simultaneously in summer and winter, respectively. In spring, the gray moon will appear alone, and the red moon will appear alone in autumn.

The so-called stars may refer to the two moons, but not necessarily.

He didn't know, and then he asked the crow servant to look for the pile of wood.

But the rest was not found.

The rest doesn't seem to be in this room, has it been taken away, or is it decayed?

The wood scraps on the ground have similar moth eaten marks, which are the most damaged compared with the other two rooms.

Wait a minute...

Art regained consciousness and lifted his shared vision. He turned to Haydn and pansy and yelled:

"Haydn! Has this room ever been mothed? "

Maybe it was the rain that was too loud. Although Haydn heard the sound and noticed that it was Yat's, he didn't hear it clearly. He asked in doubt, "Angus, what are you talking about! Speak more loudly! I didn't hear you clearly! "

He turned up the volume.

"Hey! What are you doing so loud! "A bunch of mean..." said Judy, frowning next to her, with a look of disgust. But, as she said that, her voice stopped abruptly.

Art just turned her head and gave her a faint look.

Judy's body trembled. When she turned her eyes, she felt as if she was staring at something terrible. A sense of fear came to her mind: "what are you doing so fierce? It's your voice that is too loud..."

her voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, she was silent, and her body stepped back a few steps to stay away from Yat.

"Hiss - dammit..." as she stood close to the wall, she seemed to feel something. A shallow wound appeared on her white finger.

The thorn protruding from the board cut her hand.

Blame Angus! And Haydn! Two rude men! swine! Mean! Stupid! damn!

She said a few words in her heart, but the fear just now made her dare not say anything.

And art ignored her and yelled at Haydn, "I say! Has this room been damaged by insects? "

This time Haydn could hear clearly. He looked at pansy around him, and then looked around.

"No moth! never mind! It shouldn't be blown away by the storm! " Haydn yelled to Adele. He thought the other party was worried about whether the house was strong enough. "It's just a little bit leaky."

Haydn's words reassured everyone.

If the house has been moth eaten, then the vulnerability is no doubt, in the storm may fall, so they have to brave the rain to other houses to shelter.

But at this time, Serena noticed that art's face seemed to be a little bad. She couldn't help smiling and said, "Angus, don't worry. The rainstorm should be over soon."

"I'm just worried about my plans. I don't know if I can get to durard County town on time."

ps: if you want to see a brain free, this book may not be suitable for you. Make complaints about Tucao magic weakened. Though I have answered many times, there is only one reason why

is weak in the daytime. I cut it on purpose! Make complaints about

Tucao spell weaken, regardless of system upgrade can make up for the shortcomings of the setting, but!I don't think it's the reason for "low explosion"... Don't send everything systematically...

(by the way, I won't change it. I have to catch the crow by myself, or where can I get it? =(: з -) =)

moreover, if the golden finger has to be opened so fully, don't you doubt what the system is? Emmmmm...

the foreshadowing of the system shakes out. It is estimated that there will be a group of people saying "uncomfortable" and "really poisonous", but I still have to shake.

However, the system is not poisonous though it is not harmful to the protagonist. However, the system is absolutely friendly, and friendly army can not be the same as friendly army.

(Xiao Ya has long suspected the system, but he doesn't know that the system is harmless to him. He will engrave wizard inscriptions on his own, and there is also a reason for doubting the system. You don't think about it. He has a suspicious temperament. He has to suspect everything. How can he not doubt the system if there is a trap or a guy who is tired of living

Crazy blink, crazy hint, receive the hint of a deduction of 1.

What's more, the "devil" in Chapter 48 is not a boss. He is not qualified to be the final boss. Moreover, I didn't say that he was an enemy, but Xiaoya thought it was.

is the enemy has the final say? (

) (make complaints about the waist), as for Tucao's "bad old days", this book is not m, but it is not a cool text. It is not a brain free text. It is not Xiao Bai Shuang Wen.

I can't take it. I can't do it. Really! I can't read it myself, so don't force me to write, OK.

The source of this book is COC, because he brought a medieval regiment, and some boys who were engaged in business had to dress up as a doctor of the black death and a crow as a heretic. Therefore, they thought of writing this book.

I usually prefer reasoning, playing DND, COC when DM, KP leading group, writing scripts, or when PL, I am used to the weak situation of various leading role teams. Affected by this, it may appear that the leading role is a little weak.

There are some cool points, but I can't accept them without them. But not every point is cool. You may even get hair from X! After that, we need the sage mode! Always cool is not afraid of sudden death!

Cough, this doesn't count. OTZ

in any case, there is no such thing as being cool all the time. It is impossible for me to write this book from the beginning to the end. (some people who have a hobby don't need to expect poison. What I write must be read by myself, and it can never become my black history)


in the future_ (:з」∠)_ How many of you can't stand the fact that the golden finger can't be opened enough, and feel that it's not cool enough. I'll give you a number here and I'll take a look at it.

(the way to deal with it is to add some cool but brainy plot appropriately.)

In fact, I personally think that the golden finger I have now is too buggy. Now it looks weak. But if a large number of skills after lv10 are combined with crows, they are all bug level. If you add them, you will become invincible.

It is estimated that those who can't stand it will not see this. I feel that I have said this in vain. OTZ

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As the sky grew darker and darker, Yat, who stayed in the room, could also feel the speed of spiritual and spiritual power flow, but these were not his concerns.

In contrast to this house, the other two rooms where the crow servants gathered, the one near the forest, had some signs of rummaging, while the other was very neat.

These traces look new, not like they were long ago.

It's like someone lived in that room not long ago.

Although there is no furniture, only a kerosene lamp, but the kerosene lamp in the corner still contains some liquid.

Art was sure that it wasn't rain - the rain from the windows and cracks in the roof didn't fall into the corner.

Is it inhabited here? Is it a passing traveler? Or do hunters live temporarily?

Art doesn't know. That's all he got.

Taking back her eyes, Yat picks up the top hat on the ground, confirms that no one else has done anything else, and then looks again at the room that seems to have lived.

The four crow servants followed Yat's instructions and began to search around.

Roof? On the beam? A crow servant flew up, and the demonization gradually increased. The irregular reddish color had covered its feathers. After receiving Yat's command, it unfolded its red and black wings and flew up the beam.

No.

No obvious signs were found.

After that, Yat just limited it to look for traces on the crossbeam. Shared vision can only obtain the vision of crow servants, but not other senses of crow servants. Let it look for traces on its own.

And the other three crow servants were also confined by Yat to the doors, windows, floors, corners of these places to start searching.

What Yat didn't know was that inside the forest, some figures were slowly and quietly approaching the hut in the rain.

The forest in the storm was filled with rain curtain, and the faint path could not be seen clearly. The withered branches and leaves on the ground had already floated in the small puddles and gradually became a piece. The broken stones and wet grass leaves were pasted together.

A pair of worn-out shoes covered with mud stepped into the puddle, splashing water washed away the mud on the shoes, and then stained with it.

The strong storm seemed to have no effect on them. Neither the big rain nor the storm could disturb their progress.

The house in which Yat lived was covered in silence by the sound of rain hitting the wall. Joad wanted to say something to break the silence. However, no one was willing to pay any attention to him. Pansy and Haydn were cut by sharp nails or something on the window. However, the two men just complained and continued to inspect other places.

Then, his eyes turned to the young but insightful Angus, who, like many of the minstrels he had met, had a wide range of knowledge, and there was no doubt that the other was from rose city.

"Oh... What terrible weather. When can I get to rose city?" He sat down in silence to his original position.

No.

No.

Art frowned. There was something wrong with him. He looked around. He should have overlooked something.

And just then, in the other two rooms, a crow servant found something.

Art immediately shifted his perspective.

It wasn't the neat room, it was another messy, dilapidated room, where four crows gathered in front of the wood.

A crow servant found a piece of wood among the broken and rotten boards.

When the crow servant turned it over, he found that it had a pattern on it.

When art changed his perspective to the past, he saw the painting directly. However, it was not so much a painting as a pattern. Irregular points were connected by lines.

Just like some children often do, point out a lot of points on the paper with a pen, and then connect them with a line, which looks like a variety of objects.

And Yat didn't see him as a child's doodle or a simple connection to a random hole.

Because, such a shape, also very much like a constellation map, all kinds of constellations of this and that block, is similar to this graffiti, and the constellations and stars, in this world represent what?

Prophecy is magic.

Defense type magic (such as psionic ring) belongs to the protection system, summon like magic (such as shadow minion) belongs to the creation system, creation type magic (such as shadow wall) belongs to the creation system, healing type (such as healing) Magic belongs to the life system, prophecy type magic belongs to the prophecy system, and Magic (enchanting human, dim light fear) Magic belongs to the magic family He can understand most of the magic, but prophecy is a curious and elusive field for him.

Although in his original world, most of the so-called astrology, tea reading and ink divination were only planned into the category of "utopian vision".Many people don't believe that chance is just chance, and then they give various meanings to a large number of appearances - observing the tea stains under the tea cup, pouring ink on paper, or pouring hot lead into water to see their shape. If it looks like something, it is a kind of symbol, thus creating all kinds of divination.

In a world without mystical power, divination is like this, and Yat himself will not believe it.

However, art does not apply the original world cognition to this world.

All kinds of Magic have appeared, put in the original world, I don't know how many scientists' coffins have to be lifted under the "reality", what can't be believed.

However, he did not learn anything like astrology, and the astrology of this world was different from that of his original world.

He didn't know the stars in the sky.

However, the stars do not know, but he knows Allen.

Next to the constellations, lines of Allan were written.

[along time, to the shadow.

The unknown Gemini is in the ground.

All shadows, all shadows,

the red star rises and the gray star falls.

I am the shadow, and so are you.

He --]

the handwriting stops abruptly, and the broken board highlights the missing part of it.

Time? Shadow? Gemini? Underground? The Red Star? Grey star?

Among these nouns, he only knows red star and grey star, which may refer to the moon.

The moon of this world, one is gray, the other is red.

The moon will appear simultaneously in summer and winter, respectively. In spring, the gray moon will appear alone, and the red moon will appear alone in autumn.

The so-called stars may refer to the two moons, but not necessarily.

He didn't know, and then he asked the crow servant to look for the pile of wood.

But the rest was not found.

The rest doesn't seem to be in this room, has it been taken away, or is it decayed?

The wood scraps on the ground have similar moth eaten marks, which are the most damaged compared with the other two rooms.

Wait a minute...

Art regained consciousness and lifted his shared vision. He turned to Haydn and pansy and yelled:

"Haydn! Has this room ever been mothed? "

Maybe it was the rain that was too loud. Although Haydn heard the sound and noticed that it was Yat's, he didn't hear it clearly. He asked in doubt, "Angus, what are you talking about! Speak more loudly! I didn't hear you clearly! "

He turned up the volume.

"Hey! What are you doing so loud! "A bunch of mean..." said Judy, frowning next to her, with a look of disgust. But, as she said that, her voice stopped abruptly.

Art just turned her head and gave her a faint look.

Judy's body trembled. When she turned her eyes, she felt as if she was staring at something terrible. A sense of fear came to her mind: "what are you doing so fierce? It's your voice that is too loud..."

her voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, she was silent, and her body stepped back a few steps to stay away from Yat.

"Hiss - dammit..." as she stood close to the wall, she seemed to feel something. A shallow wound appeared on her white finger.

The thorn protruding from the board cut her hand.

Blame Angus! And Haydn! Two rude men! swine! Mean! Stupid! damn!

She said a few words in her heart, but the fear just now made her dare not say anything.

And art ignored her and yelled at Haydn, "I say! Has this room been damaged by insects? "

This time Haydn could hear clearly. He looked at pansy around him, and then looked around.

"No moth! never mind! It shouldn't be blown away by the storm! " Haydn yelled to Adele. He thought the other party was worried about whether the house was strong enough. "It's just a little bit leaky."

Haydn's words reassured everyone.

If the house has been moth eaten, then the vulnerability is no doubt, in the storm may fall, so they have to brave the rain to other houses to shelter.

But at this time, Serena noticed that art's face seemed to be a little bad. She couldn't help smiling and said, "Angus, don't worry. The rainstorm should be over soon."

"I'm just worried about my plans. I don't know if I can get to durard County town on time."

ps: if you want to see a brain free, this book may not be suitable for you. Make complaints about Tucao magic weakened. Though I have answered many times, there is only one reason why

is weak in the daytime. I cut it on purpose! Make complaints about

Tucao spell weaken, regardless of system upgrade can make up for the shortcomings of the setting, but!I don't think it's the reason for "low explosion"... Don't send everything systematically...

(by the way, I won't change it. I have to catch the crow by myself, or where can I get it? =(: з -) =)

moreover, if the golden finger has to be opened so fully, don't you doubt what the system is? Emmmmm...

the foreshadowing of the system shakes out. It is estimated that there will be a group of people saying "uncomfortable" and "really poisonous", but I still have to shake.

However, the system is not poisonous though it is not harmful to the protagonist. However, the system is absolutely friendly, and friendly army can not be the same as friendly army.

(Xiao Ya has long suspected the system, but he doesn't know that the system is harmless to him. He will engrave wizard inscriptions on his own, and there is also a reason for doubting the system. You don't think about it. He has a suspicious temperament. He has to suspect everything. How can he not doubt the system if there is a trap or a guy who is tired of living

Crazy blink, crazy hint, receive the hint of a deduction of 1.

What's more, the "devil" in Chapter 48 is not a boss. He is not qualified to be the final boss. Moreover, I didn't say that he was an enemy, but Xiaoya thought it was.

is the enemy has the final say? (

) (make complaints about the waist), as for Tucao's "bad old days", this book is not m, but it is not a cool text. It is not a brain free text. It is not Xiao Bai Shuang Wen.

I can't take it. I can't do it. Really! I can't read it myself, so don't force me to write, OK.

The source of this book is COC, because he brought a medieval regiment, and some boys who were engaged in business had to dress up as a doctor of the black death and a crow as a heretic. Therefore, they thought of writing this book.

I usually prefer reasoning, playing DND, COC when DM, KP leading group, writing scripts, or when PL, I am used to the weak situation of various leading role teams. Affected by this, it may appear that the leading role is a little weak.

There are some cool points, but I can't accept them without them. But not every point is cool. You may even get hair from X! After that, we need the sage mode! Always cool is not afraid of sudden death!

Cough, this doesn't count. OTZ

in any case, there is no such thing as being cool all the time. It is impossible for me to write this book from the beginning to the end. (some people who have a hobby don't need to expect poison. What I write must be read by myself, and it can never become my black history)

in the future_ (:з」∠)_ How many of you can't stand the fact that the golden finger can't be opened enough, and feel that it's not cool enough. I'll give you a number here and I'll take a look at it.

(the way to deal with it is to add some cool but brainy plot appropriately.)

In fact, I personally think that the golden finger I have now is too buggy. Now it looks weak. But if a large number of skills after lv10 are combined with crows, they are all bug level. If you add them, you will become invincible.

It is estimated that those who can't stand it will not see this. I feel that I have said this in vain. OTZ

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