Chapter 0826: The Crow Turns into a Spirit

In a canyon, the woods were filled with crows.

A crow flapped its wings and swooped down into the canyon.

A man clad in a black robe sat at a table made of blue stones, sipping tea.

The crow landed on the table before him and cawed, "Master, I'm hurt, I'm hurt."

The man in the black robe stared at its leg for a moment, then with a flick of his finger, brushed against it.

The crow's previously broken leg healed instantly, as it joyfully called out while standing on the table, "It's healed, it's healed, my leg is healed."

The man asked, "What happened?"

The crow cried out, "Eastern people, Master told me to watch the Eastern people, and I saw a few of them. A man hit me with soda, it hurt so much."

"Soda?"

The man frowned and rubbed his head, saying, "Take your brothers and let's meet them again."

"Yes, yes!"

With two caws, the crow led the mass of black crows perched on the nearby branches into flight.

Closely packed together, they covered the sky like a dark cloud.