Mountain and sea essence

Zhuang Shenglan parked the car in an open space on the side of the road, and the three of them walked up a small path with bluestone steps, then got into the forest and walked deep.

The group of crow spirits seemed to be scattered in the woods, surrounded by evil spirits, but they couldn't tell the specific location where the evil spirits emanated.

Zhuang Shenglan took out Sinan, who was tracking the evil spirit, but could only see the pointer go round and round.

"My God! How do I find this?" Zhuang Shenglan only felt that one head became two.

Finding a flock of crows in a large forest is like picking a small cup of red beans in a large pot of mung beans.Moreover, as long as you spend enough time picking red beans in the mung bean pot, you can always pick them all out in the end, but it is not a matter of how long it takes to find a group of scattered crows in the woods. transferred at will.

"Look, look, look for the crow, find a little crow, salute and shake hands, you are my good friend—" Compared with Zhuang Shenglan's anxiety, Qiao Jun who walked in front was full of fighting spirit.This is the first time he has carried out the task of catching monsters, and finally he has a real sense of being a civil servant of the Tiangong Bureau.

"Qiao Jun, what are you singing? We are here to catch crows, not to be good friends with crows." Zhuang Shenglan couldn't help but said out loud.

"Oh, then I'll change it." Qiao Jun turned around and sang again, "...Pluck your hair and burn it, you are my roasted crow——"

Zhuang Shenglan: "..."

Fu Li: "..."

When Qiao Jun repeated the self-made nursery rhyme to the seventh time, a hoarse crow suddenly sounded in the forest.

"Gah-"

Qiao Jun and the three stopped.

After the high-pitched crow call, as if echoing, crow calls came one after another from different locations in the forest.

"Gah-"

"Quack-quack-"

"Looks like there's no need to look for them, they are happy to play with us." Zhuang Shenglan wrapped the thousand ropes around her fingertips, secretly guarding.

Fu Li took out a finger-sized scimitar from his pocket, the scimitar flickered at Fu Li's fingertips, and instantly changed from a model pendant to an arm-long scimitar.This is a new magic weapon that Fu Lite borrowed from the logistics team for the convenience of carrying.

"Here we come!" Fu Lifeng narrowed his eyes and reminded in a low voice.

At the same time, a crow swooped down from the sky and headed straight for Qiao Jun.

The crow was more than twice the size of an ordinary crow, with pitch-black feathers and scarlet eyes. It swooped towards Qiao Jun. Those scarlet eyes seemed to draw two red lines in the air, within the blink of an eye. , has rushed to Qiao Jun's eyes.

In the last moment, Qiao Jun's pair of dark double pupils reflected the ferocious posture of the crow with its wings folded and sprinting.And the next moment, Qiao Jun grabbed the crow by the neck, making it look like it was reflected in his eyes with its mouth open and screaming and flapping its wings.

"I caught one!" Qiao Jun turned his head excitedly, waved the crow in his hand, and asked Fu Li for credit.

"Turn back!" Fu Li chopped off a crow with a knife and shouted at Qiao Jun.

Qiao Jun dodged the two crows rushing towards him, then looked up, and found that the branches around them were covered with crows, like soldiers ready to go.Some of them couldn't find a place to stay, so they hovered over them, swooped down from time to time, and attacked them.

Qiao Jun threw the crow that had been pinched unconscious by him to the ground, and backhanded to meet the crow that was swooping down on him from three directions like a sharp sword.

In the current battle situation, Fu Li and Qiao Jun handled it with ease, while Zhuang Shenglan was in a hurry.His magical weapon is a thousand bundles of ropes, and his attacks are mainly bound and entangled. However, in the face of fast-flying crows, his thousand bundles of ropes cannot keep up with the aim and often fail to catch the target.

"Gah-"

With a crow cry, the crow's dive attack stopped.Immediately, the group of crows that had landed on the surrounding branches spread their wings and flew up, and the crows flew from top to bottom, circling Qiao Jun and the three of them in the center.Like a black tornado, the three of them were trapped in the eye of the storm.

"Gah-"

Another crow called, and the crow that formed the tornado attacked the three of them like a storm.

"I'm going! Sneak attack, skirmish, and now the general attack—have these crow spirits learned the art of war?" Zhuang Shenglan jumped to hide from Fu Li, "I know how the people in the delegation team fell Already!"

These crow spirits can't change form, can't hide evil spirits, and don't know any sorcery. In terms of individual strength, they are actually not very powerful.They are difficult to deal with because of their large number, and their attacks are tactical.

Fu Li cut down another five or six crows with one blow, but the number of crows around was no less. He frowned impatiently, raised his hand, and a cluster of fire burst out from his palm.

"Wait, wait! You can't use fire!" Seeing Zhuang Shenglan, she shouted anxiously, "If you set the fire on, one is not good, and the whole mountain will be burned. Set fire to the mountain, and you will be imprisoned. Learn about!"

"Ah, ah, ah—" Not far away, Qiao Jun rushed out of the "tornado" formed by crows, running and screaming strangely within half a minute.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Shenglan yelled and asked Qiao Jun who was running around.

"Look for the net!"

"What are you looking for?"

"Wrap crows! Pick them up and they won't be able to flop!"

"Where did you come from this mountain..." Zhuang Shenglan suddenly stopped, and then shouted at Qiao Jun with a smile, "Wait! Brother weave some nets for you now!"

Zhuang Shenglan flicked the thousand-bundle rope in his hand, and the thousand-bundle rope began to extend continuously, and quickly weaved a net in the air.The accuracy of the thousand-bundle sling he used was not good, and the single-bundle could not catch the target because the capture range was too small.Now that he is weaving a net to cover the sky and cover the sky, isn't he afraid that he won't be able to catch the dense crowd of crows?

It was the first time for Zhuang Shenglan to weave a web with thousands of strands. The weaving was like a large spider web, but the holes did not have the pattern of a spider web. It was not beautiful, but it could guarantee that the crow would never get out after being entangled.

Zhuang Shenglan's web was woven very quickly, and five sheets were woven in no time.Under the cover of Fu Li, he hung four large nets on the tree trunks in the forest in a surrounding shape, leaving a space in the middle, so that it is convenient for the king to enter the urn to catch the crows.There is a smaller one left, which can be used as a net pocket in your hand.

"Qiao Jun! It's done!" Zhuang Shenglan shouted towards Qiao Jun after setting up the big net.

Qiao Jun understood immediately, and led the crow to bump into the big net hanging between the tree trunks.

The net woven by thousands of strands is not an ordinary net, and Zhuang Shenglan can manipulate it at will.The moment a large group of crows hit the net, Zhuang Shenglan immediately closed the net, trapping the group of crows in it.Seeing this, Fu Li also helped lure the crow to the Internet.After collecting three nets, the number of crows attacking them was reduced by nearly half.

It works!

Zhuang Shenglan took out the sealed wooden box, sealed the trapped crow essence into the box, and then opened the net again, ready to continue catching crows.

And just as Zhuang Shenglan was busy hanging up the net, a huge black shadow came towards him with a sharp gust of wind.

It was a huge crow, almost as long as an ordinary car, but it was extremely fast, and its figure formed an afterimage in the air.

Fu Li was far away from Zhuang Shenglan, so he couldn't rescue him in time.Fortunately, Qiao Jun was right next to Zhuang Shenglan. He reacted very quickly, and immediately turned around and pushed Zhuang Shenglan forward two steps. Then he put one hand on the opponent's shoulder and kicked up with his strength, seizing the momentary opportunity, He kicked the giant crow hard on the head.The huge crow was kicked out a distance of more than ten meters, hit the trunk of a tree, and then fell to the ground and turned into a young man dressed in black.

The young man was thin, with short hair, black eyes, black demon lines on his face, and a fierce expression.

"It seems that this should be the king of these crow spirits." Zhuang Shenglan said in a low voice, rubbing the aching shoulder from Qiao Jun's pressure.

"A mere human, how dare you hurt my people." The Crow King stared at Qiao Jun and spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and deep.

"Obviously your crow did it first!" Qiao Jun retorted dissatisfiedly, "Also——I'm not a mere human!"

"It's your honor to be the prey of my people..." Before the Crow King finished speaking, the blade of the scimitar in Fu Li's hand had already reached his eyes.

The Crow King youth dodged sideways, and the black feather that appeared in his hand turned into a long knife, colliding with the scimitar in Fu Li's hand.Fu Li turned his wrist, and the back of the scimitar slid across the blade of the long knife. He took advantage of the situation and suddenly approached the Crow King. With a flame in the palm of his other hand, he patted the opponent's shoulder.

The Crow King snorted and retreated quickly.

"Leave it to Fu Li. Let's get rid of these crows first." Zhuang Shenglan said to Qiao Jun.

"Okay! Look at me!"

Qiao Jun immediately drove the crows to Zhuang Shenglan's net. After being caught in three nets, the crows consciously avoided the net made of thousands of strands.Qiao Jun's efficiency in catching crows has dropped, but with the cooperation of Qiao Jun and Zhuang Shenglan, the number of crows hovering in the sky is still decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On Fu Li's side, the Crow King was not Fu Li's opponent at all. After several fights, he turned into a prototype and flew up again, cunningly choosing the attack method of diving in the air.

Fu Li couldn't fly, and he didn't have a flying magic weapon in his hand. The Crow King flew up quickly when he missed a hit, and he couldn't hurt him at all.

The Crow King swooped down again, Fu Li suddenly retracted the scimitar in his hand, and suddenly reached out to grab the claws that were attacking him, and let the other party take him into the air.

Qiao Jun, who was jumping up and down to help Zhuang Shenglan catch the last few crows, looked up and saw the huge crow flying towards the outside of the woods, grabbing Fu Li.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Qiao Jun hurriedly threw away the dying crow in his hand and chased after him.