Chapter 14: Spiritual Concentrator

After saying that, Qian Sanhai carelessly shook Changdao Village, moved his body and disappeared into the jungle beside the open space.

In the sky, at night, the jungle is full of fireflies, hanging between the branches like lanterns, making the forest full of blurred yellow light. Therefore, no matter how late the night is, you can see things in the forest.

After a while, Qian Sanhai rushed out of the forest like a black light and stood in front of everyone, holding four well-looking dead birds in his hand. Each bird had a slight wound in its throat. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

"I estimated that each of these birds weighs one catty. Seeing that they are fat, they must be all oily when roasted. Oh, it must be delicious. Qian Sanhai looked very proud. While nagging, he found a stick to wear the bird.

"I'll bake it and eat some later." Qian Sanhai drooled and put the big bird on the fire, but unexpectedly, the change suddenly.

'bang'

The four big birds suddenly made a loud noise and exploded. A strong air shock wave came to their faces, driving the heat wave of the bonfire and blowing everyone's hair into a mess.

"Puff--" Qian Sanhai's face was dark, and he spit out the ashes in his mouth awkwardly, with an incredible shocked expression on his face.

"What happened to the wet nurse? Who attacked me?"

"No one attacked you!" Meng Fan smiled and said, "Maybe the bonfire is too big to blow up the birds--"

Before Meng Fan finished speaking, he stared at the bonfire, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

But when I saw four sticks through birds lying quietly by the bonfire, there was no bird hair on them, and I couldn't even see the traces of passing through the bird's flesh. The four dead birds seemed to suddenly evaporate from the world, leaving no trace.

"It won't be so evil." The Doctor also found this problem, "At least a little blood should be left on the stick. Besides, even if the bird explodes because of the high temperature, it should leave some meat and residues. How can everything disappear?

'Oh, oh.'

At this time, the air by the bonfire fluctuated slightly and gradually condensed into the image of four fat birds. After half a minute, in full view of the public, the four fat birds finally appeared. They glanced at everyone as if nothing had happened and flew into the depths of the forest happily.

"This--" Qian Sanhai's eyes widened and swallowed nervously, "Have you seen it? What's wrong with his grandmother?"

"Are they immortal, or are they resurrected after death?" Meng Fan's heart was full of puzzlement and cast a questioning look at Doctor.

Doctor shook his head in silence, saying that he didn't know.

In order to find out the situation, Meng Fan told Qian Sanhai, "Sanhai, you come back with some more birds, and we will try again."

Qian Sanhai nodded, his body was shaky, and disappeared into the forest again.

After a few minutes, Qian Sanhai carried several different kinds of birds in his left and right hands, carrying a raptor similar to an eagle on his back. He gasped tiredly and returned to the bonfire.

This time, the process of penetrating birds was saved. Qian Sanhai shook his right hand and threw two colorful birds straight into the fire.

'bang'

As Meng Fan expected, after a violent explosion, the two birds disappeared. After a few minutes, like the first four birds, they slowly condensed back to their bodies above the fire and flew happily.

The performance of the remaining dead birds is exactly the same as that. They all disappeared into the fire, and then recondensed their bodies and flew back to the forest.

"It's really strange to his grandmother." Qian Sanhai widened his eyes and was stunned on the spot.

"What the hell is going on?" This matter has far exceeded Meng Fan's cognition. At this time, Meng Fan's heart was full of doubts.

"They are not entities, but souls!" It was Qin Wanyong who spoke, and his words were very positive.

"Eh? Why do you say that? The Doctor rushed in front of Meng Fan and expressed his doubts.

"Because I have had a deal with the 'Huangquan' white pheasant, these birds are very similar to the powerful souls he summoned." Qin Wanyong said, "If such a strange thing hadn't happened, I wouldn't have paid attention to it."

"Is it--?" The doctor took out the mental detection glasses and said to Qian Sanhai, "Can I trouble you to find another bird for me? One is enough."

"Oh. No, no problem." Qian Sanhai woke up like a dream, holding a long knife and walked into the forest on the side.

After a while, he finally brought back two birds and said, "Look, these two birds are the first two I killed. When I went there just now, they were lively and energetic.

"Sure enough." The Doctor held the legs of the spiritual detection glasses, carefully observed them for a while, and said, "The average mental value is 23,000, which is much higher than that of many controllers. It is a highly concentrated spiritual body."

"So, they have better abilities than most superpowers?" Meng Fan was surprised.

"This is not necessarily the first time." The Doctor replied, "Spiritual strength cannot be exerted without physical support. If I'm not mistaken, the spiritual value of the powerful soul summoned by the white pheasant is at least 100 times that of these birds.

"Ye." Qin Wanyong nodded, "I have seen the four souls under Bai pheasant devour other souls, probably expanding their spiritual strength. Perhaps, only in the case of high concentration can spiritual strength be transformed into entities.

Meng Fan stood up, looked around cautiously for a week, and said, "So all the lives on this empty island are spiritual?" No, at least the wood we lit is not."

"It should be said that all birds are spiritual. These ordinary birds are like this, the huge fire phoenix, and so is Kunpeng killed by Brother Qin. Wait..." At this point, Meng Fan was stunned. "Kunpeng, yes, it's Kunpeng. If he is a pure spiritual body, he should not die."

After listening to Meng Fan's words, except for Qin Wanyong, Susu and Xiao Ai, everyone showed a stunned expression.

"We seem to have entered a trap." Qin Su suddenly said quietly, "Who is the owner of this mausoleum? Why did you build such a huge environment for us to play a game? Maybe it's not that simple. As far as I know, there is no such a powerful person on the whole earth.

For a while, everyone fell into a deep silence and the atmosphere became extremely dull.

"Let's go to bed." Finally, Meng Fan said, "Since the owner of this mausoleum has made the rules of the game, we should find all eight brands anyway."

"Moleum?" Tang Ji suddenly said, "If this is not a mausoleum, maybe I misled everyone. Judging from my archaeological experience, buildings with such a shape are generally prominent tombs of emperors or dignitaries. However, since we came in, we have not seen any characteristics related to the mausoleum. It is more like a world completely different from the earth, yes, it is another world.

Meng Fan and agree with Tang Ji's words, yes, this is a completely strange world far beyond everyone's understanding.

In this world, there are no beasts, only birds, and all birds are composed of high concentrations of spirits. It can be said that each of them has an immortal body.

However, it is completely useless to consider these now. In order to get out of here, we can only try our best to find six of the remaining eight signs and rush to the 'yellow' world in the mysterious man's mouth as soon as possible. Perhaps there, all the mysteries will be easily solved.

Everyone discussed for a while, the bonfire gradually went out, and the cold night came over, bringing endless gloomy and cold.

In this 'sky', the sun is warm during the day, hundreds of birds sing together, and the grass is fragrant, just like a fairyland. At night, it was completely full of the dim yellow light emitted by large fireflies, making this dense forest look like a forest, gloomy and horrible.

Black and white are clear, as if day and night are completely opposite.

Especially after learning that those birds are all pure spiritual concentrates, that is, the so-called souls, Meng Fan feels that even during the day, the sky is not as beautiful as its appearance.

"I miss Qian'er very well." After the crowd dispersed, Meng Fan lay alone in the narrow tent, staring at the low ceiling, unable to lift a trace of sleepiness, but Qian's smiling appearance appeared in front of him.