Chapter 548: Maozi knows my skills?

Chapter 548: Maozi knows my skills?

Chapter 548: Maozi knows my skills?
Lin Yi was slightly startled: "You speak so professionally, you seem to understand it very well?"

"If you don't want to listen, I won't say anything." Mao Feiyang said contemptuously.

"I'm sorry I was wrong."

Lin Yi showed his dog-like aura, which made Mao Feiyang choke: "I don't know why, sometimes I almost feel like we have switched places."

"Teacher Mao, please continue your lecture." Lin Yi said in a hoarse voice.

Mao Feiyang curled his lips: "We have a conjecture that has not been confirmed..."

"Uh, wait...'we'?" Lin Yi was stunned.

Mao Feiyang said: "Yes, 'we', you, me, Master Tian, ​​Wei Sang, Kuai Zi, and... Wei Liang, we have proposed a conjecture, "The 'Mist Chaser' effect is applicable to all extraordinary creatures"..."

"For those lost souls, there is no concept of 'time' here. They may have been lost for thousands of years, or they may have just sunk recently. However, the layers of depth have frozen their 'time', allowing them to continue to exist in a special form."

"And in the nearly eternal time, some 'paintings' provided them with a carrying capacity just like a created 'world'...so the Mist Chasers became part of the painting world."

“Once we stay here for too long, we lose our own ‘identity’ and will be assimilated by the world.”

"Who created these paintings?" Lin Yi asked, "Not all paintings are qualified to show such effects, right?"

“That’s for sure,” Mao Feiyang said. “Only the gallery’s builders, the ‘original apostles’, and even some outstanding artists of later generations have such abilities.”

"This setting, in their original conception, was intended to trap and kill those who, like us, went to 'her' bedroom through 'layer jump'..."

"They don't want her state to be broken, they want her to continue in eternal sleep."

"So what are you doing now?" Lin Yi asked.

He discovered that after Mao Feiyang appeared here, he put away the sculpture feather, and then kept moving around in the cemetery, constantly observing one crooked tombstone after another, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Of course they are looking for a way to continue their jump!" Mao Feiyang said, pointing at the figure under the mist. "Do you see them? They are still some distance away from us. We have to find the next path before they find us."

"Have you seen The Matrix? We are the cancer of this world. Commissioner Smith is on his way. If we are held back by them, we will become part of them in the long run."

"It's weird, right? But there's nothing we can do about it. It's been like this since ancient times."

"So, Lao Lin, why don't you help me look for it?"

"Okay! I will definitely help you, but what are you looking for?"

"I don't know what to look for either. The symbols on the tombstone appeared long before human writing was formed. I have no idea what they are... But Lao Lin, your will has reached 'her' bedroom. Look for 'the taste of memory'. As long as it matches, then we'll find it!"

"Why didn't you tell me such a crucial thing earlier?" Lin Yi suddenly became angry.

"In fact, I don't need to say anything more. If you had just passed by, you would have felt it." Mao Feiyang added, "Besides, wasn't I just giving you a science lesson?"

"Lao Lin, dogs can distinguish 200 million different smells. Although a human's nose is only 1200/ of a dog's, it's actually not bad. It's just that you haven't put your heart into it..."

Lin Yi said: "You sound like you are training a military dog..."

"If you insist on doing this, I can't help it." Mao Feiyang said, "Hurry up and find them. We have to enter the next layer before they attack us."

"Okay, okay..." Lin Yi didn't waste any more time. He took a deep breath and released his perception directly. At the same time, he also directly turned on "Visual Insight".

“Hum…”

A ripple-like wave immediately spread out in all directions with Mao Feiyang as the center, and Lin Yi's shadow outline appeared behind Mao Feiyang like a spiritual image.

"Okay... okay, okay..." A slightly evil smile appeared on the corner of Mao Feiyang's mouth. His eyes seemed to be superimposed with Lin Yi's eyes, and the effect of "visual insight" seemed to be bestowed on him at the same time.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz…”

The ripples continued to spread, and the perception network spread wildly, spreading out on the ground. Every tombstone was immediately brought into his perception field.

At the same time, the figure not far away finally walked out of the fog and stepped into the cemetery.

He was an old cowboy, tall and straight, wearing a black leather jacket and worn jeans. There were some metallic decorations on the leather jacket, which flashed a cold light in the dim light.

This image was beyond Lin Yi's expectation. At first glance, it looked like a still-sharp western cowboy.

When he appeared in the cemetery, Lin Yi's mind immediately associated him with the image of Johnny Blaze, the cemetery manager in the movie "Ghost Rider".

"Oi~" the old cowboy spoke from a distance, and the first thing he said was that super bubbly spitting sound full of the flavor of a mature old man in the West, "Now is not a good time to rob a grave, kid."

As the old cowboy spoke, he dragged a shovel out of the fog. He dragged the shovel like a swordsman, and his tall body was full of threat.

When the distance was close enough, the old cowboy quickened his pace. In just a few breaths, he was running fast, and the shovel left a trail on the wet grass.

Looking at the old cowboy approaching quickly, Lin Yi was stunned: "Is this the 'lost soul' you mentioned? At this speed, I think I can tear your head off!"

Mao Feiyang's attention was not on the old cowboy at all. Even though Lin Yi had already released his perception, he was still meticulously looking for a tombstone.

"This is not the time to tell jokes about hell, Lao Lin."

Lin Yi quickly asked: "Can you use your sculpture feather?"

"It can be used, but I shouldn't use it now." Mao Feiyang said, "I need to consume a lot of energy to offset the negative effects when I am in the "layer transition". In a relatively stable layer, it is better not to use it."

"Then how do you defend against him?"

"No defense! I can dodge all his attacks!" Mao Feiyang said, "Hurry up and find a tombstone! Don't worry about him!"

"How can you be sure that you can..."

"I said I can do it, and I can do it." Mao Feiyang interrupted Lin Yi with an unprecedented firm tone, "And don't forget, I still have the buff of the Night Watchman, 'Mission Accomplished'!"

As he was speaking, the old cowboy rushed to his side dragging a shovel, and then launched a violent upward slash like Guan Yu dragging his sword.

"Be careful!" Lin Yi exclaimed.

"Don't scream!" Mao Feiyang groaned and moved his body at the last moment when the shovel was about to chop him.

"laugh--"

The water droplets on the lawn were connected into a line under the force of the shovel, like a materialized blade, brushing past Mao Feiyang's back.

"Oh my god, is this something a human can do?" Looking at the strong wind, Lin Yi was shocked, "Will I die if I get hit by this?"

"He can't hit it." Mao Feiyang continued to observe the tombstone, moving as he observed, thereby pushing Lin Yi's perception field to continue to expand.

In this place, the grid lines formed by perception were greatly restricted, and could not even spread as freely as in the gymnasium. Therefore, Mao Feiyang had to keep moving at a high speed.

The old cowboy's attack missed, and a classic bubbling sound of "Oi~" came out from under his exquisite beard, and then he chased after Mao Feiyang.

He opened and closed the shovel with great force and yet extremely smooth, as if he had integrated inertia into every move. When he was chasing Qimao Feiyang, he was as smooth as the tiger in Black Monkey who could defeat the sword in seconds.

But for some reason, the more Lin Yi watched the old cowboy's attack, the more he felt that the old cowboy seemed to exude an inexplicably familiar smell.

Finally, Lin Yi couldn't help but ask, "Maozi, do you feel that he is familiar?"

Mao Feiyang narrowly dodged a heavy blow, and the shovel hit the tombstone with a "bang". Although the moss-covered gray stone tombstone was slanted there, as if it would fall down at any time, when the shovel hit it, it actually shook the shovel out of the old cowboy's hand.

"You really have a lot of acquaintances, Old Lin." Mao Feiyang retorted in a sly way, "Do you want to go up and chat with his shovel?"

Lin Yi curled his lips, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly figured out what that familiar feeling was about.

"Ryoko!"

"Huh? What?" When Mao Feiyang heard Lin Yi mention Wei Liang, he staggered and almost lost his balance.

This negligence made him unable to avoid the shovel that followed the old cowboy...

"call--"

The strong wind blew on my face, causing a burning pain.

But before Lin Yi could exclaim, Mao Feiyang's figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he moved away like a ghost!
“Boom!!”

The shovel hit the green grass, splashing grass clippings and mud everywhere.

The old cowboy was confused.

Lin Yi was also confused.

"What happened just now?"

"Am I seeing things? Why does it look a bit like my 'Asura Flash Sky'?"

"Asura Flash" is a passive skill that he had just realized not long ago. Wait, if I calculate the time, it seems that the passive skill was awakened on the afternoon of May 5 when he was being kicked by the boss crazily...

"So the skills I learned in the afternoon, Maozi will be able to master them in the evening?"

"It's fine if you share the pollution, but you can also share the things I learned?"

"Why is this so unreasonable?"

Thoughts popped up in Lin Yi's mind one after another, but he didn't say them out loud.

Instead, Mao Feiyang steadied himself and asked, "Why did you suddenly mention Wei Liang?"

"That familiar feeling!" Lin Yi said seriously, "That smooth and silky feeling, just like when Liangzi performs his tricks!"

"It's really a ghost in broad daylight!"

"How come there are not only fake people of Ryoko everywhere on campus, but also Ryoko's shadow in the graphics?"

Mao Feiyang was silent for a moment: "You think too much..."

"I hope so..." Lin Yi pursed his lips.

At this moment, Mao Feiyang suddenly seemed to sense something, and looked fiercely at one of the tombstones, with an elusive light flashing in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment and rushed over.

"Where are you going, boy?" The old cowboy spoke calmly, but his eyes were red and exuded madness.

He gripped the handle of the shovel tightly, and the blood vessels beneath his skin looked as hideous as whiskers.

This time he did not rush forward to catch up, but slowed down his pace, dragged the knife on the grass again, and slowly approached Mao Feiyang.

Lin Yi was also caught off guard by Mao Feiyang's behavior. In the direction where Mao Feiyang rushed to, he did not feel the "Old Lin shuddered" feeling that Mao Feiyang mentioned.

Finally, Mao Feiyang stopped in front of a broken tombstone.

There are no extra lines or symbols on this tombstone, only a few simple strokes, as if they were carved inadvertently.

But who would scratch a tombstone?

Leaving a scratch on a tombstone that would have shaken an old cowboy's full-throttle shovel away?

But such a tombstone was inserted there crookedly, and the upper part was broken, as if it was violently broken by some mysterious force.

"I didn't expect... that he's really here..."

Mao Feiyang muttered to himself, looking at the broken, wordless stele with almost no information on it, with a complicated expression.

He was silent, and his usually mean and heartless face suddenly became extremely solemn, and a sad yet indescribable aura emanated from him.

The old cowboy had already arrived behind Mao Feiyang at this time. With a gloomy face, he swung the shovel and smashed it hard at his body again.

However, just as the shovel was about to hit him, everything around him suddenly slowed down at a strange speed.

"Higher level perception"!
The superior ability of "Perception" of the Art Department!

Mao Feiyang lowered his eyes slightly, turned around slowly, and walked in front of the old cowboy.

At this moment, the old cowboy was like a slowed-down human sculpture, and everything around him seemed to be slow.

Mao Feiyang sighed, grabbed the shovel in the old cowboy's hand in a coquettish manner, and pulled it hard, but the shovel... well... didn't move.

"Damn... so tight." Maozi pretended to be a big shot and withdrew his hand, but his "high-level perception" was still there, so he took out a sharp weapon from the old cowboy's body and used it to cut the muscles of the old cowboy's legs.

After that, he exited the "Advanced Perception" state, and the bullet-time effect disappeared.

The old cowboy's leg muscles were cut off, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground due to the inertia of his arms. Mao Feiyang took one more look at the tombstone, then turned and left.

"Do you know that tombstone?" Lin Yi asked only then.

(End of this chapter)