Elf Archer of Life in Another World

I don't know if it's because of this lush forest, but the night in the Ban Maple Lotus Garden seems to be darker than the night in Beitai City. The cool breeze makes the leaves rustle.

He jumps and wanders among the treetops every year, stopping from time to time to look around, wondering if he is walking into a trap.

For the time being, he had no clue about his future, so he boldly caught up with the woman from Shennong Valley in aqua green dress. Watching her approach the flower field outside the forest, she was startled by countless fireflies flying around.

As he got closer, Nian Nian could clearly see the small courtyard leaning on the green pines and bamboos, and the two figures standing in the courtyard who seemed to be talking.

Nian Nian was about to jump onto the top of another big tree in front of him. He paused and hid behind the tree. After a few seconds, he carefully poked his head out and looked at the woman who had turned around and walked out of the forest.

After touching his nose, he sat on a branch and observed the small courtyard from a distance.

The woman just now suddenly looked back at her, and Nian Nian felt that she was warning her not to get closer.

The evening breeze blew by, seeming to have changed its direction, and the originally indistinct sounds of conversation were blown into the forest. Nian Nian held her chin and pondered: Was this intended for her to hear something? Or was it intended for her to do something?

...

"Fairy Fu Feng, please forgive me for disturbing you."

When the two men standing in the small courtyard saw the woman in green approaching, they quickly greeted her with smiles and held their hands in greeting.

If she could go around to the other end of the small courtyard every year and her memory was good enough, she would recognize that these two were not strangers, but monks she had met once or twice in the past few days.

One of them has an immortal spirit, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, and an elegant and calm smile. He is Xuan Xuzi of the Yunji Sword Sect. Before entering the city, he and several other monks judged whether the elves in Nian Nian were trustworthy.

The other man, in a commoner's short-sleeved uniform, looks ordinary in his clothes, but has a solemn and solemn air when he raises his hands and feet. His smile is hearty and free and easy. He is none other than the Mohist master of the Mohist family - Meng Sheng.

Behind the two people, under the green pine tree, there were more than ten people dressed as herdsmen sleeping, each with a golden paper charm taped to their chest, faintly shining.

"You two are welcome." The woman in green, Fairy Fu Feng, returned the greeting with a smile, but there was still a tired look in her eyes.

"There seemed to be some noise in the forest just now. Which disciple came here to be naughty?" Meng Sheng asked with a smile.

The girls from Shennong Valley are still gentle and kind, and they are not as cold and unattainable as the female disciples from Jade Emperor Academy and Yunji Sword Sect. Nowadays, several families are crowded together in this Four Seasons Valley, and many young disciples are moving a little.

With his thoughts in mind, he often found excuses to hang out in Ban Fenghe, which made Fairy Fu Feng, who was in charge of affairs in Shennong Valley, quite upset.

After all, these young people didn't do anything wrong, they just seemed to be an eyesore.

"It was a few Shaolin disciples who were chasing a thief who destroyed many of the trees I had worked so hard to plant, so they were dismissed by me." After Fairy Fu Feng finished speaking, she pointed at Meng Sheng and said sideways, "

Remember to tell your disciples to be more reserved and don't learn anything unreasonable from a shameless gangster like you, otherwise I will give them medicine and stop them from thinking about it."

Meng Sheng smiled bitterly, raised his hands and clasped his fists, apologized repeatedly, and stepped aside without speaking.

"Little thief?"

"I didn't ask," Fairy Fu Feng lazily waved her hand, "If you are interested, you can ask yourself later."

Before Xuan Xuzi could say anything, Fairy Fu Feng interrupted impatiently: "Okay, ask the people in the Demon-Conquering Hall about this kind of thing. Isn't there the only portal to and from the Four Seasons Valley?"

"Stop talking politely and explain your purpose of coming quickly. Then you go back to blacksmithing." Fairy Fu Feng glanced at Meng Sheng and said, "You go back to Ningjin Pavilion and become a god."

Xuan Xuzi's face stiffened, and he said with a smile: "No hurry, no rush, this matter is very important, let's talk about it slowly, some details need to be discussed slowly."

"What?" Fairy Fu Feng raised her eyebrows. Does this sound like she is refusing to leave?

Meng Sheng coughed slightly, holding back a smile and explained: "His junior uncle is losing his temper again. It is said that he is arresting people everywhere in Ningjin Pavilion to practice sword practice."

"It's not your disciple who caused the trouble." Xuan Xuzi glared at him, completely devoid of immortality, but full of pyrotechnics.

His junior uncle has a disciple named San Chi Shui. Yesterday, he was injured by Old Man Meng’s disciples in the ring. This was originally just a small matter of accidental injury among young people, so he asked Old Meng’s disciple to go to his uncle and tell him.

Forget about apologizing, but Qi Youfeng didn't know what medicine he took by mistake, dropped the fragrant tea that was waiting for him, and suddenly slammed the door and walked out, making the little uncle who was enjoying it on the shelf so angry that he wanted to "instruct" everyone

Junior's swordsmanship.

Xuan Xuzi felt that his swordsmanship was not good. After hearing the news, he made up his mind not to teach his uncle by words and deeds.

"I have heard about this, and there is one more thing." Fairy Fu Feng looked solemn. Meng Sheng was immediately nervous when she saw her, "Meng Sheng, you must have just returned to the city and haven't met the other members of your sect yet.

Have you visited or contacted me?"

Meng Sheng shook his head.

"Alas," Fairy Fu Feng shook her head, "We'll find out when you return to Mojia Huofang."

She raised her hand to stop Meng Sheng's unspoken questions, walked up to the dozen or so sleeping herdsmen, and looked at them carefully.

"This is Mingtang's golden talisman. Do they agree with you sending these innocent people here to die?"

Both Meng Sheng and Xuan Xuzi were embarrassed for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"That's all, what are you going to do?" Fairy Fu Feng hid the pity in her eyes and turned to look at the two of them.

"We need to keep at least half as an example to convince the people in the imperial court not to get close to Beitai City, and we have to send a few back to Chang'an, and the other half..." Xuan Xuzi didn't speak for a while, so Meng Sheng had no choice but to say.

"The other half are cases for study," Fairy Fu Feng said coldly. "At least we need to find out the time and symptom changes required to transform into a demon, and how to delay or promote this change. In this way

Only in this way can the evidence be more convincing.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Fairy Fu Feng had already taken off the golden talisman on the chest of one of the herdsmen, and helped the bewildered old man up.

"Are you?" The old man rubbed his eyes and looked at the strange but beautiful scenery around him, as if he was not sure. "Am I dead? Are you the fairy who came to pick me up?"

"Old man, you are not dead, you are just infected with an epidemic and need to stay here for a while for treatment." Fairy Fu Feng said softly, helping the old man sit at the stone table in the small courtyard.

Meng Sheng and Xuan Xuzi had already used blindfolds to cover the rest of the sleeping people under the tree, and at the same time were secretly vigilant in case those weird demons had any tricks up their sleeves.

"Epidemic?" The old man touched his cheek and chest, but found nothing strange, and looked around again.

"It's a terrible disease with a long incubation period. We brought you here to prevent the epidemic from spreading. I'm afraid," Fairy Fu Feng paused, "we won't be able to reunite you with your family in a short time.

"

The old man felt a little sad. Looking at the sad look on the face of the fairy in front of him, he comforted her and said:

"Master Fairy, you don't need to worry about this for me. I have no children and my wife has gone away long ago. It will be the same wherever I stay. It's really hard on you. You have to work hard to treat us untouchables."

Fairy Fu Feng's eyes were as gentle as water, and she helped the old man towards a wooden house in the courtyard: "Old man, you have a rest first, and I will treat you again tomorrow morning. We are not in a hurry right now."

"Well," the old man smiled and nodded, "It's so late, the fairy should have a good rest."

He looked at the seemingly endless medicinal fields and the fireflies flying in the fields, and said with emotion: "Old man, I have never dreamed of such a fairyland."

...

Nian Nian sat quietly on the branch, and the three people in the small courtyard sat around the stone table, seeming to be silent as well.

That old man was obviously just possessed by a demon. He could be saved. He could survive as long as the people at Jade Emperor Academy moved their fingers and blew their breath. But now he could only be watched by others and transformed into a monster.

The conversation between Fairy Fu Feng and Meng Sheng also made Nian Nian feel a little uneasy, and she couldn't help but worry about Qi Youfeng.

And I'm afraid she won't be able to hide in the Four Seasons Valley for long. For now, it's just that Fairy Fu Feng doesn't want to do anything, so she can take a breather here.

After a while, Nian Nian saw the three people suddenly stand up and all looked towards the wooden house where the old man was resting.

Nian Nian couldn't help but open his eyes wide, looking at the old man who was a little confused and wandering around, and he couldn't believe the color of the sky.

Isn't this too fast? Only ten minutes have passed? If the alienation speed after being possessed was so fast, the possessed Qilin Army soldier on the way when they came would have already transformed.

Could it be that the types of demons are different? The quality is different?

While Nian Nian was making random guesses, the gentle fairy sister let out a low cry. She squinted her eyes and saw Fairy Fu Feng covering her mouth and taking a few steps back, her steps staggering.

"Soothing incense! Those soothing incense!" She seemed at a loss, looking at the two people beside her and shaking her head, "I just wanted him to have a good sleep."

"It seems that the speed of this alienation is related to people's mental strength. People with weak wills will be more easily swallowed up." Xuan Xuzi concluded in a business-like tone.

Meng Sheng patted Fairy Fu Feng's back gently and whispered something in a low voice. Nian Nian couldn't hear it clearly, but looking at Fairy Fu Feng's slightly calmed down figure, he could guess a good deal.

I sigh every year, but I have to say that this is not a good thing. Those monks arrested so many herdsmen because they were afraid that there were not enough cases. Now that the problem has been solved by an accident, there must be a few more herdsmen who can survive.

.

And her eyes were gradually attracted to the increasingly irritable old man, especially his wandering in the courtyard.

Sometimes he was heading north, sometimes he was east, sometimes he was south. He must have heard the voice of inspiration, but he couldn't find the exact direction. He could only get lost gradually and completely while wandering again and again, turning into another kind of creature.

Nian Nian looked at it for a while, then suddenly raised his head and looked to the west.

The Banfenghe Medicine Garden is located on the east side of the Four Seasons Valley, and the Tower of Fengchi is located on the west side. However, the old man never took a step to the west side.

Looking back on the inspiration she received in the small pavilion located in the north of the valley, none of the inspirations she received came from the central area in the south.

The young man let out a breath.

It seems that the Fengda Tower in the center must be broken into.

...

In the underground waterway, the sailboat on which the Christmas Clown mercenary group was floating was floating on a large lake. The river water roared and fell along the side of the ship into the deck, condensing into a human shape.

"There are indeed people guarding the front, and the intricate waterways have been dug through. It can be said to be spacious and bright."

When Simil opened his mouth to report, the river water dripped into a puddle at his feet.

During their trip along the boat, except for a few sharp turns in the river, they did not encounter the strange fish woman Qi Youfeng mentioned, nor did they see any other people. As they gradually approached their destination, several people suggested that they go explore the road first.

, look at the arrangement and defense of those monks here.

This kind of exploration is still somewhat dangerous. Nick was unable to decide who should go. At this time, Simil volunteered and showed his ability to dissolve in water and took over the spy's job.

"There are not many guards, about thirty, some of them are very powerful, but they can still fight." Simil continued to introduce.

"Don't we just need to break into that passage? And kill them all?" Nick asked with a smile.

According to Simil, the passage in the underground sewer that was discovered and exposed every year is connected to the Four Seasons Valley above your head. Through the copper door, you can enter the Four Seasons Valley, and you can also help Nienian complete her "key"

The mission is to completely eliminate the influence of the demons on her.

Nick didn't believe a word of this statement.

"You really don't have to fight hard, just pass quickly." Simil also smiled.

He also knew that he had not completely convinced these people. These people came here only based on their own wishes.

"Okay, my dearest babies~"

Nick stood on the bow of the boat, facing his team members, opening his arms and calling affectionately. Everyone looked away and trembled in unison.

“Let’s taste...”

"Death!"