Crown of Silence

Chapter 280 Elegy of the Crow

It seemed as if some huge monster was silently "seeping" out from behind the wall.

When it noticed Ye Qingxuan's gaze, it lowered its head, and one of its compound eyes on both sides lit up.

So, wherever the sight passed, the material and color of the plaster slowly spread out-petrified sight! This spider mother actually had a thin gargoyle bloodline!

The moonlight tried its best to compete with the sight, and where the two met, there were constantly scattered pieces of stone powder falling down, which were the dust that expanded after being petrified.

Amid the continuous and tiny sounds of the spiders, the boy vaguely saw the projection of the ferocious spider mother slowly raising her two blade feet towards him...

"This is a bit difficult."

Ye Qingxuan twisted his stiff neck and held his cane tightly: "It's quite challenging!"

Boom! ——

For three minutes, on the dead silent street, only Ye Qingxuan was running for his life.

Behind him, the entire huge building was covered with spider silk. Countless spiders rolled in all directions like a tide. For a moment, it was unknown what demon's nest they passed through, causing a huge commotion.

The culprit had already squatted in a corner, wiping his cold sweat, looking at the chaotic scene in the distance, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

——Sure enough, I can't beat him!

He sighed, and once again resolute his determination to "hit the opponent with a club if possible, beat the opponent with a side drum if possible, and never go head-on"! The famous Avalon's revenge evil spirit has never fought anyone openly since its debut, and has always relied on mean and vulgar means to make a living.

There is no way, the gap in strength is too big, whoever shakes will be a fool...

And hitting the opponent with a club is so cool, it saves worry and effort, and everything will be there with one stick!

He sighed and touched his cane. The Nine Heavens Rings and Swords were covered in dust... It was a waste to fall into his hands. When he can become a formal musician, he may be able to awaken its full power.

There are so many musical theories hidden in a hat. Ye Qingxuan doesn't believe that the Ye family has accumulated for nearly a thousand years without putting anything good in it?

I don't ask for powerful music pieces such as "Guangling Zhixi" and "Hujia Eighteen Beats", but at least one piece of "Changmen Yuan" should be included? At least there should be "Guiqulaici" that travels three thousand miles in one night? There should also be two or three pieces of iconic change school music such as "Fenglei Yin"...

Imagining a beautiful future that does not exist, Ye Qingxuan's mood is much better.

But soon, the noisy sound rang again, breaking the silence.

Ye Qingxuan frowned, slowly raised his head, and looked up.

On the dry tree above his head, a huge black crow was staring at him fiercely, screaming loudly, attracting the surrounding demons to come over.

This is their way of making a living. After the demon kills him, it can also peck at the rotten meat on the skeleton. Unfortunately, the demons parasitic in the surrounding houses were either attracted by the commotion caused by the spider mother in the distance, or they were afraid of the commotion and hid in their hiding places, motionless.

"——Gah! Gah!"

Seeing that calling for help was useless, the crow was stunned for a moment, and suddenly panicked, and shouted loudly: "Gah Gah!!!!"

Still no one came. In the silence, only the young man blew a whistle with pity, slowly got up, and walked over, with a gloomy smile on his mouth.

"Gah Gah Gah!!!!"

The crow wanted to spread its wings and fly away, but Ye Qingxuan froze its wings with a powerful frost ray. It rolled to the ground, curled up in the corner and made a shrill sound: "Gah Gah Gah!!!"

Unfortunately, no matter how much he asked for help, it was still useless. The shadow of the young man had already caught it, and his smile was chilly.

"You like to bark, right?"

Ye Qingxuan had a plan in mind, took off a bundle of rope from behind his waist, pulled it in his hand, and his smile became satisfied: "Then I will let you bark to your heart's content..."

Five minutes later, the battered and bloody crow had been tied up with ropes and hung on the young man's cane, trembling and swaying.

In the cold wind and rain, two messy feathers fell to the ground, looking not miserable at all. But it was obviously much more obedient, knowing when to bark and when to shut up.

"The bird of mourning, the reputation of bullying the weak and fearing the strong is indeed not exaggerated." Ye Qingxuan sneered, holding him in his hand, and walked slowly into the depths of the alley.

After he found a satisfactory dead end, he hung the crow on the wall. After a careful arrangement, he took out several traps from his backpack and placed them around.

Finally, he wiped the sweat from his head with satisfaction, looked up at the trembling crow, raised his cane and beat it vigorously: "Cry! Cry! No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out!"

So, the crow really screamed under the inhumane torture.

Although it didn't scream "Broken throat! Broken throat!" Such nonsense, at least it had some effect.

Hearing the rustling footsteps in the distance, Ye Qingxuan quietly hid in the shadows, tightly grasped the "club" Jiuxiao Huanpei in his hand, and began to wait happily...

——

Today is definitely the day of suffering for the crows in the Shadow of Avalon. This group of popular demons in the past were inhumanely hunted today.

There is a shameless black shadow looking for these "poor" little guys everywhere, and then catching and tying them up one by one, luring the passing demons into his trap, and then hitting them with the club.

If a crow is beaten to death by him, he will replace it with another one; if the second one dies, he will replace it with a third one...

In just a few hours, the crows in the South Buck District were stricken, and were almost broken in the hands of the little Sangmenxing. The demons also saw the ghost. After hearing the signal and pounced on it, they could only find one. Just a crow that is tied up and seduced.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sap behind the head.

Bang!

Another ape ghost was knocked blind and fell to the ground.

In front of the trembling crow, Ye Qingxuan skillfully pulled out his knife, cut the skin of the ape ghost and bled it. After collecting the most valuable materials, he kicked it into the sewer next to it without any regrets. , after accumulating enough, use moonlight to purify them all at once!

The two most precious spinal joints of the monkey ghost were soaked in alchemical solution and stuffed into the backpack. The backpack is already so bulging that it can hardly contain it.

Seeing that he had earned tens of thousands of pounds in just a few hours, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt that Shadow of Avalon was really a good place to make a fortune. As long as he catches a few crows, he can beat the sap to great effect, and if the demon he attracts is too powerful, he can turn around and run away, and then catch another crow to start a new business...

It’s simply a waste of money!

It's a pity that my backpack can no longer hold it...

After collectively purifying the demons piled together for the last time, Ye Qingxuan sat down on the ground tiredly. After using the moonlight sequence several times in an afternoon, although the pressure is borne by the Eye of Indra, it will still make me tired after all, so I will take a rest for the time being and wait for Lao Fei to contact me.

But when he raised his head again, he found mist coming from the distance.

In the dead night that seemed to remain unchanged forever, pale mist gradually emerged from every corner. Wherever the thick white mist passed, it swallowed up all the noise and made everything fall into silence.

Obviously there was no trace of water vapor, but the fog came so suddenly, like the fog that lingered over Avalon every morning and dusk, but it carried a trace of rotten stench and flooded every place.

In the thick fog, it was almost impossible to see.

In the distance, there were bursts of thunder and a faint roar.

Ye Qingxuan stopped and carefully examined the white mist. As the mist emerged, the singing voice that had been lingering in his ears had disappeared.

Like being strangled to death.

This association made the young man shudder.

Although the singing disappeared, he felt that the hostility in this city of shadows was increasing tenfold and a hundredfold. Every inch of the air and land was filled with disgust and hostility towards outsiders, making it difficult to even breathe. got up.

"traitor……"

In the fog, someone gritted his teeth and made a voice, "Traitor..."

The voice was old and hoarse, as if it was roaring from far away. It was full of hatred from the heart, repeating over and over again: "Traitor...traitor...traitor..."

Ye Qingxuan was stunned and subconsciously pressed his hat, but the sleeping power in the hat seemed to be awakened, making the erratic sounds in his ears clearer.

I was able to hear clearly the vague and resentful murmur, which was a list of the traitors and a declaration full of resentment.

"Guinevere, Gawain, Percival...and Merlin, Merlin...you clown, pervert, devil..." The voice was full of deep-seated madness and anger:

"Traitors... they are all traitors... they are all traitors!"

Ye Qingxuan felt cold to his bones as he listened: To be honest, he didn't want to know who this hoarse voice in the mist came from. But the association in his mind made him involuntarily point the target of suspicion at the king who was sleeping in the palace and did not know whether he was alive or dead...

"Arthur, what exactly did you do back then?"

He whispered to himself, not daring to think about it again. Maybe the shaman was right, some secrets are too dirty and should sleep in the darkness forever. Any reckless tracing will bring disaster to oneself...

In just a few hours, he once felt that he was beginning to become familiar with the ghost place called Shadow of Avalon, but now this ghost place felt extremely strange to him.

He couldn't sit still and wait for death. Just here, he could feel waves of dangerous aura passing by. It's clear that the closer you get to the core and uptown, the more dangerous it is now.

After the fog, the Shadow of Avalon has become a completely different place.

He immediately started to pack his luggage. After throwing away all unnecessary things, he packed lightly and walked quickly towards the city gate.

After escaping a few dangerous breaths that passed by him, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quickened his pace toward the city gate, but suddenly, his footsteps stopped abruptly.

In the silence, there was only a blur in the dense white fog. No matter how many movements of the enlightenment faction were blessed, Ye Qingxuan could only see clearly the situation a few meters away, which seemed to be the limit.

He looked around at the quiet shadows of the city in the mist. The silent city was as cold and gloomy as ever, nothing unusual.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis arise in his heart.

"Is it an illusion?"