Time and Space Tavern

Chapter 306 Crow
Qiao Mu reached out and touched the "stone table" in front of him, feeling cold.

He could feel the weight of history, mixed with an indescribable chill.

The "desktop" is round, with some special characters engraved around it. If you look carefully, you will find that the entire stone table is clearly a compass.

Qiao Mu recognized the meaning of those characters, they represented the direction.

In the center of this "compass", there is a bowl-shaped groove, in which there is a pointer that has grown copper rust.

When Qiao Mu cast his eyes on the pointer, a gust of cold wind suddenly passed over everyone's heads.

Huang Zicheng shrank his neck involuntarily. He had a strong intuition that something terrible would happen if he didn't leave.

Others also became paler.

Even though they had encountered traps several times before—the arrows on the ground inserted into the cracks in the rocks all proved their previous dangerous encounters, but the feeling that those crises brought to them was completely different from that at this moment.

"Mr. Qiao." Huang Zicheng said.

Qiao Mu stopped slightly and looked sideways at him.

The flickering firelight cast a light yellow glow on Huang Zicheng's face, making the avoidance and fear in his eyes somewhat vague.

"What?" Qiao Mu asked.

"Here..." Huang Zicheng paused and said, "It's very uncomfortable."

Yang Shouting, who had been hunched over all the time, had a strange smile on his wrinkled old face: "If you don't take your hand away, all of us will die!"

His voice was cold, and it seemed particularly penetrating in such an environment.

"Really?" Qiao Mu glanced at it, and thought "Coward" in his heart.

He looked at a young soldier with his legs clamped in the crowd, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Come here."

"Ah." The soldier swallowed with fear.

In the previous half hour, Qiao Mu had already demonstrated extraordinary abilities.

Everyone knew that he had a mysterious ability to "control things", and the soldiers also understood why their Commander Huang would obey Qiao Muyan.

Therefore, even if the soldier was afraid, he walked out.

The others looked curiously, not knowing what Qiao Mu had in mind.

Qiao Mu coughed lightly, pointed to the groove in the center of the "compass" and said, "Pee on it..."

The crowd fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone looked at Qiao Mu in astonishment.

The soldier who was pointed by Qiao Mu turned even redder, and said, "But I..."

"Aren't you almost unable to hold back?" Qiao Mu said with a smile.

He used his telekinesis to control the soldier to fly up and land on the stone table.

The soldier kept his mouth tightly shut, his body trembling slightly, but he didn't dare to move at all.

Under the strange eyes of others, he unbuttoned his belt.

Soon, hisses came from the stone table.

Yang Shouting stared with anger on his face, but when he met Qiao Mu's cold gaze, he could only endure the humiliation.

He knew that Qin Shihuang was under the stone table, and what the soldier did was worse than breaking earth on Tai Sui's head.

Fortunately, his respect for Qin Shihuang only came from the ancestral precepts, but it was not that deep, so he endured it.

Yang Kai didn't know this, he was in the same mood as other soldiers, three parts curious and seven parts funny.

The others laughed as the young soldier lifted his trousers and jumped off the compass.

The cold air from before seemed to have dissipated a little.

Qiao Mu turned his eyes to the back of the stone wall beside him, and a half-smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Before that, he clearly heard the word "shameless".

His eyes moved, looking at the center of the stone table, the pointer floating under the support of urine.

He took out his mobile phone, and a three-dimensional light curtain came out.

On the light curtain, a picture exactly like the stone table soon appeared, and the direction of the pointer in it had been corrected.

Qiao Mu asked the embarrassed soldier to move the stone table.

creak...

The stone table turned, and a "click" sound was heard soon, and the pointer was exactly the same as in the three-dimensional projection.

Yang Shouting backed away, with a look of fear on his face.

"What's that?" Someone suddenly called out.

"Be careful!" Someone screamed, and gunshots rang out at the same time.

There was a "bang" sound at the foot of the arbor, and with the four stone pillars as the boundary, the middle area was actually cracked.

A group of soldiers fell down one after another.

Fortunately, it's not high here, so they didn't get hurt when they fell.

But no one was in the mood to care about their location. Instead, they all turned their attention to the black shadows floating around them.

There are so many black shadows, at a rough glance, there are nearly a hundred of them, with the sound of wind and chilling screams.

Before Huang Zicheng could make a sound, the soldiers opened fire one after another.

But what frightened them was that the supposedly fatal bullet hit those things, but only made a "bang bang" sound and did not shoot them down.

Soon, these black shadows swooped down from the sky.

At this time, everyone saw their faces clearly.

This is a group of crows, but they are very different from ordinary crows.

Each of them spread their wings about one meter long. Their heads, mouths, and claws are blood-red in horror, but their eyes are strangely pale, and their bodies are filled with a cold and bloody aura.

"What kind of monster is this?" Huang Zicheng fired three shots in a row and hit a crow. However, when he saw that the crow was still charging fiercely, he immediately felt a chill coming from his back and a deep fear.

He is not afraid of enemies on the battlefield, and he is confident in defeating even formidable opponents, but these crows are nothing extraordinary.

He could tell from the eyes of these crows that they were absolutely different from living things!

Huang Zicheng retreated towards Qiao Mu, his hand holding the gun trembling.

He had clearly hit the opponent's body with a bullet, but not a drop of blood fell.

Yang Kai looked stern and retreated step by step.

Among all the people, only Qiao Mu had a calm expression.

He was even a little disappointed, feeling that he had overestimated that guy.

"what!"

There was a sudden scream.

A soldier was finally pounced on by the crow, and a large piece of flesh was torn off his shoulder immediately.

The flock of crows came surging.

Yang Shouting knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously, but his eyes scanned around, as if he was looking for something, and he didn't even care about the crow that flew above his head.

Qiao Mu opened the package he had been carrying, looked away from the black book, and took out another book made of gold.

There are ancient Egyptian monks' words on the book, which is the "Sun Golden Sutra".

Opening the Sun Golden Sutra, Qiao Mu recited mantras.

A strange energy rippled out, as if a warm wind passed through the air.

Seeing that a crow was about to put its steel-like claws on Yang Shouting's head, no one doubted that it could not pierce the old man's skull, but when Yang Shouting himself closed his eyes and waited for death in despair, the scene suddenly Fall into deathly silence.

(End of this chapter)