Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

Hoo ho ho....

As the air currents were pushed aside by the wings, Qin Henian's descent speed was many times faster than that of Wang Pangzi and Kan Jian. In just two or three seconds, he grabbed one person with each hand and carried them rapidly down the dark mountainside. He slowed down and changed direction when he was almost at the bottom of the mountain, landing gently. After leaving the two terrified people behind, he stood up on tiptoe, shook his arms, spread his five fingers, and soared into the sky.

Transparent wings reappeared, but due to the simultaneous speed and transparency, the human eye could not see Qin Henian's wings at this moment. All they could see was Qin Henian taking off like a superhuman...

"Super...Superman!"

Fatty Wang's lips trembled as he spoke, his mind still blank, his eyes glazed over...

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On the other side of the mountain, after sensing the situation at the bottom, Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qilin exchanged a glance, one letting go while the other forcefully drew his sword, and they plummeted down in a free-falling double attack...

"Ahhhh!"

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh! Help!!!"

Three dark figures landed with the wind, accompanied by screams that still lingered in mid-air...

Tap tap... The moment his feet steadied himself, Qin Henian quickly reached out to cover his gaping mouth, which was now agape, hiding his smile. Facing the group who had just landed, his eyes crinkled, his gaze seemingly mocking Wu Xie and Pan Zi.

woohoo hoo...

Hoo ho ho....

Taking a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, his calves went weak and powerless, and Wu Xie and the other man fell to the ground as soon as they touched the ground, their eyes still filled with shock and fear.

Several seconds later, Panzi was the first to react. His face pale, he looked up at the spot where he had just fallen from the mountain, his lips trembling as he asked...

"Young Master, we're not dead yet!"

"Huff... No way, that high... Huff... I must be dead already. I'm probably just waiting for the Black and White Impermanence to come and get me..."

Wu Xie, panting heavily with his head down, instinctively retorted to Pan Zi's words, his mind still foggy.

Seeing this conversation, Qin Henian, who had been laughing for a while, twitched at the corner of his mouth. He felt that these two were seriously ill, and immediately suppressed his grin.

"Wow! How beautiful! Gentlemen, look! There are so many butterflies in the sky! And they're all different colors, some of them vibrant!"

Kan Jian was resting next to Fatty Wang. Everyone had just plummeted from a great height. Although they were safe now, the thrill was still too much for them. So when Kan Jian looked up and lost his focus, he noticed many butterflies fluttering and intertwining in the air.

Before she could even appreciate the beauty, fearing the butterfly might be something special, Kan Jian quickly called for help.

Butterfly?

Looking up, everyone saw swarms of butterflies fluttering in the air. Their wings seemed to rub against the air, creating ripples around each butterfly, yet nothing could catch them. The butterflies danced like fairies in a painting, a breathtaking sight that captivated everyone's attention, making it impossible to look away...

"What a beautiful butterfly valley!"

Qin Henian stared at the natural painting with bright eyes and commented with great appreciation.

"It is indeed beautiful, but I don't know if it's real beauty or just an illusion."

As the saying goes, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.

Hearing Qin Henian speak beside him, Hei Xiazi's eyes behind his sunglasses turned deep and unfathomable, unlike ordinary people. As he felt the powder slowly falling from the butterflies fluttering in the air, he couldn't help but feel a sense of mockery.

"Quick, put on your gas masks!"

As soon as Hei Xiazi noticed something was wrong, Zhang Qilin was not to be outdone. After observing carefully for a few seconds, he could sense a considerable amount of invisible "poisonous powder" scattered in the air. He hurriedly tried to warn the others, but it was too late. Just as he opened his mouth, several heavy thuds sounded around him as objects fell to the ground.

Within moments, apart from Qin Henian, Hei Xiazi, and Zhang Qilin, Wu Xie and the others didn't even have a chance to speak before collapsing to the ground one after another.

"You guys are so slow to react!"

Just then, when only Qin Henian and the other two remained in the room, a clear, cool voice, as bright as the moon, drifted through the air.

Then, the butterflies that had been fluttering in the air began to slowly gather, until they finally formed a pair of eyes that were as deep and unfathomable as a lake, yet unique in their own way.

"Who are you!"

Zhang Qilin raised his hand to touch the hilt of the sword on his back, his eyes coldly gazing into the air.

"Who am I? I am my beloved Henian's future husband!"

The person in the air didn't pay attention to Zhang Qilin's question below and answered casually, but kept their eyes fixed on the person in the long robe, their voice echoing softly in the valley.

Ah Nian's husband!!!

As soon as the words left his mouth, the eyes of Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qilin standing below instantly turned cold, and their auras gradually dissipated towards the butterfly eyes hovering in the sky.

The oppressive force of the two divine beasts reached mid-air, but unfortunately, the butterfly's eyes were not affected at all. Instead, it gradually flew downwards, its target being the spot where Qin Henian was standing.

Meanwhile, the person being chatted with felt their heart pounding, and a long-lost sense of unease returned. They then raised their hand, rubbed their fingers together, and pinched out a semi-transparent blue-purple feather. They then gently slid it through the air towards the approaching butterfly eye, stirring the air to prevent it from getting closer.

"You're insane! Did you and Cang Feng plan this together? Don't you know this world is too small to accommodate two big shots like you?"

Qin Henian had a bad feeling the moment he heard that familiar voice; no wonder his heart was pounding. While Cang Feng was alright—at least he was a bit obsessive about himself but wouldn't hurt him—this guy was completely different. He was a powder keg ready to explode at any moment, the kind that would drag you down with them at the slightest provocation.

There was no other way; Qin Henian could only stop them as they were about to approach, determined not to give them any chance to get close.

"Please don't stop me, okay? I just wanted to come see you."

The butterfly's eyes transformed into a swarm of butterflies as the air was stirred. A gentle breeze reached Qin Henian's side, flowing slowly as if representing something unseen surrounding him from all directions, forming an indistinct "protective circle."

Look at you... sister!

Qin Henian mentally groaned, his mind racing as he tried to figure out how to get rid of the person...

"Now that you've finished reading, you can leave, right?"

Qin Henian opened and closed his mouth, first using an open method to drive people away, while the feather he held in his hand began to rotate with his wrist, distorting the surrounding air and space, thinking about finding an opportunity to slip away.

"can."

The next second, Qin Henian's words were picked up by someone else, and then the breeze in the air dissipated, and the faint aura of spying around Qin Henian completely disappeared.

Feeling that there was indeed no one left, Qin Henian breathed a sigh of relief, but in his heart he was planning to speed up the search for the meteorite so that he could leave this ghost world as soon as possible.

"He Nian, my darling! Who was that guy just now?! So arrogant? He didn't even greet the blind man and the mute man, how rude! Tell the blind man... he's curious..."

After sensing that there was nothing unusual around him, Hei Xiazi took the lead and approached Qin Henian, raising an arm to put on his shoulder and half-embracing him, his tone full of curiosity.