This passage is twisted, as if it was a demonic text, vaguely exuding malice.

Zhou Bai felt that it was more like a prophecy, and with the wide range of involvement, thousands of lives were killed, so he had to treat it carefully.

Daoren Hou, who was standing by, recited it several times repeatedly, only to feel a little cold sweat all over his body. According to the size of the Tiangou in the painting, he was a larger ant in front of it.

Zhou Bai frowned and thought for a while before speaking: "If it is the same as the first calligraphy and painting, then this so-called Tengu will probably have some connection with the Ghost Realm. Its birth is likely to be related to ordinary dogs."

"Mom, what should I do..."

Daoren Hou was a little panicked for a moment. He unconsciously aroused his ferociousness and his skin turned purple-red.

"Don't hurry, let's continue to watch."

Zhou Bai put the second calligraphy and painting into the belt, and then took the third one off the wall.

When Tang Yin came to the third pair, it was obvious that the ink was not enough. He was probably already painting with flesh and blood. He could see the blood dripping from the edge of the paper.

After Zhou Bai spread the scroll open, there was nothing else on it, only a full moon was painted.

But what makes people feel uncomfortable is that because the ink is gone halfway through the painting, Tang Yin used his own flesh and blood to paint, so most of the full moon is blood-red, and there are minced meat and bones on it.

A picture flashed through Zhou Bai's mind. The man sat at the desk, took out a knife, and cut his wrist hard to let the blood flow into the inkstone.

As the painting progressed, the wound on his wrist gradually stopped bleeding, and Tang Yin could only cut his wrist over and over again until he cut off his entire left hand.

During this period, he fell into a madness, not knowing whether it was influenced by the aura of the ghost domain or because of some strange existence.

Zhou Bai looked at the full moon in calligraphy and painting, and the blood-red part was like swallowing the remaining moon, which was creepy.

"Old Hou, how long will it take to go before the next full moon?"

After thinking for a while, Daoren Hou said in a deep voice: "The moon should be perfect at the 19th of each month, but there is a certain error. Anyway, the full moon is about seven days away."

"Seven days..." Zhou Bai muttered for a while, then turned around and continued: "According to this picture, a full moon may have signs of lunar eclipse, and something strange may happen on this day."

"That is to say, during a lunar eclipse, a ghost named Tiangou will appear and eat thousands of people?"

"Not necessarily, Tengu may appear at any time."

Daoren Hou only felt his scalp numb. What is this? Nowadays, Hangzhou is peaceful and there is no sign of chaos.

Zhou Bai was much calmer. He put away the calligraphy and painting and said lightly.

"We can't make a decision just yet. After all, Tang Yin is a lunatic. Don't be distracted, but just in case, we have to prepare."

Daoren Hou immediately prepared to get up and leave: "Then let's go, let Xiaowu report on the strange things in Hangdu City recently to see if he could find any clues."

Zhou Bai quickly stopped him and pointed his hand on the desk, where there was a painting of calligraphy and painting covered with flesh and blood and dust.

"There is another picture. Tang Yin made the last painting during his lifetime."

After he finished speaking, he quickly walked to the desk. Daoren Hou swallowed and followed.

Zhou Bai came to the table and waved his hand. He was extremely strong. A strong wind appeared, blowing away the dust on it, revealing the full picture of the calligraphy and painting.

The painting was covered in blood and blood. By the end, Tang Yin was obviously in a state of madness. The world in his eyes should be different from what he originally did, so the painting was also distorted.

Even Tang Yin could no longer hold the brush and his body was on the verge of collapse.

The whole painting looks like a semi-finished product, with a little blood on it, which should have been sprayed out of his mouth.

When Daoren Hou saw this painting, he felt that the pattern on it was messy and could not tell the difference at all. He could only vaguely see a human figure, and the background seemed to be a town.

But what Zhou Bai saw was completely different. From his perspective, although calligraphy and painting were very messy, the patterns changed little by little.

The figure on the picture became clearer and clearer, and soon turned into a giant, and the town beside the giant became blurred, as if it was shrouded in thick fog.

Zhou Bai took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but take a step back. Because he didn't control his strength, his feet stepped on a shallow pit on the ground.

This was clearly the Thousand-Step Giant he accidentally fell into the deep ghost realm when he woke up his Yin-Yang Eyes. The fear was still pressed down on his heart. Even when he recalled it at this moment, he had some hairs standing upright.

Daoren Hou also noticed his strangeness and carefully looked at the calligraphy and painting: "Zhou Bai, what did you see? Why do I feel like I have no clue at all?"

Zhou Bai forced himself to calm down. He didn't say anything and put the calligraphy and paintings into the belt.

"Don't worry about this calligraphy and painting first. Tang Yin's paintings should have a certain order. First, he sent a child to Guanyin, then the Tiangou and the lunar eclipse, and finally this picture."

Daoren Hou nodded and said, "It seems that this is true. In fact, we are not stationed in Hangzhou. If we really can't handle it, we will report it to the Ming Diansi and then withdraw it."

"kindness."

Zhou Bai did not comment, and he immediately thought of contacting Mingdiansi. However, according to Wen Meng, Xuzhou is now at the end of a disaster, so he may not have the energy to care about this matter.

So Zhou Bai planned to use the token to briefly describe it with Wang Zhen. If the giant in the deep ghost realm really came to the present world, Hang would probably have to be razed to the ground, so he would naturally not stay and wait for death.

However, it may be that Zhou Bai was worried too much. After all, such existence must be extremely restrictive. Perhaps Tang Yin was affected by the aura of the ghost domain and entered the ghost domain as briefly as he did at that time.

He saw the Thousand-Step Giant and Tiangou, and then went completely crazy. After returning to the present world, Tang Yin drew these pictures.

The two left the house and walked towards the entrance of the alley. Wang Yuanfang and Lin Chong had been waiting for a long time. Most of the yamen runners had already patrolled the streets because of their busy schedules.

After seeing Zhou Bai come out, the crowds watching the fun nearby scattered.

He stood at the entrance of the alley without rushing to return to the yamen, but said to Wang Yuanfang: "I'll give you a task and contact the county yamen. It's the order of Mingdiansi. Give them two days to gather all the dogs in the entire Hangzhou capital together."
Chapter completed!