Chapter 564: Shadows
It was a quiet night.
It is also a quiet room.
There is a scent in the air that is not pungent but definitely strange. Let's just call it a scent.
Beside the couch, there were the turbid and rhythmic breathing sounds of one, two, and three organisms. From the sound, one could tell that one of the organisms was breathing a little heavily, as if there were a hundred mice in a bellows, and they had to use all their strength to make a cycle of breathing in and out.
The room should be very big. In the dark environment, I can only estimate that it is about four or five hundred square meters, and the height is about five or six meters. There are strings of black things hanging on the beams. Is this dried bacon?
Zhang Yang made a quick judgment. Although he had lurked many small accounts among the Xing clan members before, this was the first time he came with his main consciousness.
Moreover, the previous few failed attempts were enough to prove that those trumpets were either dead or had met with some unforeseen misfortune.
But even so, the situation is still not too bad.
Zhang Yang's small body seemed to fall into a deep sleep as he calmed his mind, while his main consciousness quickly began to look up various information.
"Wait? This is a child?"
Zhang Yang was slightly stunned. The information he gathered from this body was very monotonous and brief. Judging from his intelligence, this was only the equivalent of a child of seven or eight years old.
"Brick No. 7 is activated."
In Zhang Yang's main consciousness, a weak energy wave jumped up, and then quickly formed a brick village construction order the size of a grain of rice. This was a personal terminal he developed and manufactured. This thing could help him sort out a lot of messy information.
About ten minutes later, lines of organized information emerged.
"Soul Seed No. 09 Latent Body."
"Infiltration time: four hundred years ago."
"Time of successful infiltration: 180 years ago."
"Number of successful lurking attempts: four."
"Number of failed lurking attempts: six."
"Current status: low security."
"The current latent race: the witch and criminal clan, which can also be called the criminal witch clan. They usually call themselves the criminal clan."
"Ethnic group: The Wuxing clan belongs to the Sky Dome human race system, and has a certain blood relationship with most of the human branches. Due to the lack of specific tests, no reproductive isolation has been found."
"Racial characteristics: walking upright, two hands and two feet, multiple ears, multiple eyes, multiple fingers, adult height is about five meters, skin color is light blue, hair is silver-white."
"Racial language: Wushu language, has been deciphered."
"Racial talent: born with witch language, born with witch blood, born with witch power."
"Racial civilization level: Feudal empire level (cannot be determined specifically)."
"The name of the latent body: Transliteration: Boro Debibihaier, Free translation: Xingbu, meaning, a civilian name. Xing is the common surname of all the Xing people, meaning punishment law, and Bu means cloth, representing the identity and class of the latent body."
"Age of latent body: 14 years old (the rotation of heaven and earth, sun and moon of the Xing people takes six seasons, a year is equivalent to 500 days, and the Xing people need to be 20 years old to officially become adults)."
"Lurking Body Strength: Complete Soul, Legendary Realm, has awakened the Innate Witch Language Talent Skill Tree."
"Talented skills: Basic witch language, wind, fire, ice and frost."
"The lurker's surroundings: Among the six seasons of the year, four seasons are covered in ice, and there are ferocious beasts comparable to demigods and unknown demons."
"Lurker status: ordinary civilian."
"What the Lurker needs to do in the future (based on the daily conversations between his parents): Awaken the witch blood to obtain a leaf of true spirit, and then awaken the intermediate witch language to become a decent witch, rather than awaken the witch power and become a sloppy 'die fast'. Note: This may be a dialect."
——
Lines of information disappeared, Zhang Yang's subjective consciousness emerged again and took full control of this body.
This wasn't a time travel in which someone else took over someone else's place. He wouldn't do something that had no technical content.
The specific process is that he first releases the true spirit seed, which slowly penetrates the heavenly barrier of the Xing people, randomly floats into this world, and then continuously absorbs the indigenous soul power that is free here, and gradually transforms into an indigenous soul that is highly suitable for this place, and then, reincarnates and is born.
In short, this body has been a flamboyant trumpet since birth.
"This is a very low-end start. With the identity of an ordinary civilian, the area where he lives is bitterly cold. No wonder Soul Seed No. 09 has not learned much information after four successful reincarnations."
Zhang Yang thought calmly that he had encountered such situations many times, so what he needed to do next was to show some talent, and then go to the more central places in the world after he became an adult. He would most likely be able to observe some important intelligence information within a few decades to a hundred years.
Thinking of this, he began to feel a little sleepy. After all, this body had just consumed a lot of energy in order to extract Brick No. 7.
But suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart moved, because he heard the breathing of the oldest and most turbid organism in the room suddenly stagnated.
According to previous memories, the identity of this organism is Xingbu's uncle, Xingmi, a powerful witch warrior who is well-known in the villages and towns here. Well, this is the so-called sloppy "die quickly".
"This should be respiratory arrest, but my cheap uncle is only 80 years old this year. Although he is not a young and strong man, and he is also injured, he is an awakened wizard after all. How could he die suddenly?"
Zhang Yang quickly recalled the daily scenes, but he did not get up. He just listened calmly. After about a few minutes, he heard a gurgling sound in the throat of his cheap uncle Xing Mi, and he seemed to come back to life.
At this moment, an inexplicable cold breath suddenly spread over. Zhang Yang immediately rolled over, and when he fell to the ground, he used the momentum to roll another three or four meters, and did not stop until he hit a thick pillar. Almost at the same time, he could not help but shiver, as if something had penetrated into his blood vessels, making his whole body stiff, and even his heartbeat and breathing seemed to stop.
"The Fire of Ava!"
At the critical moment, Zhang Yang uttered a string of obscure syllables, which turned out to be the fire-summoning technique in the basic witch language that this latent body had already mastered.
“Bang!”
A fist-sized ball of red flame appeared out of nowhere, but this was not an unstable flame. Instead, it seemed to be tamed and could be reshaped and changed a second time.
"Eyes of Ava!"
The basic witch language sounded again, and the ball of fire instantly turned into a flaming eye as big as a human head. It rose to the highest point of the house and began to shine automatically.
And the whole room became brighter.
Under the light of such a fiery eye, the feeling of being frozen finally subsided, and Zhang Yang only saw a shadow quickly receding, as if it had never happened.
There were already many footsteps outside the room, but it was the basic witch language that Zhang Yang had just shouted that alarmed the others.
"We have to change our plans. The world of the Xing people has been entangled by cursed filth so quickly. The prospects are not optimistic."
With this thought in mind, Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and fainted. Well, his small body and soul were still too weak. Just two basic witch words had overdrawn his strength.
(End of this chapter)
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