After dealing with the ancient locust tree, the shadow of God took out a flute and made a melodious sound.

Outside the Divine Arts Mansion, a group of people wearing black night clothes immediately jumped into the Divine Arts Mansion after hearing the sound.

Soon, the divine arts mansion was filled with flames.

Outside the mansion, Captain Yumaz Lala's heart was heavy in his heart as he looked at the burning fire.

There are tens of thousands of people here.

The root of the death of these tens of thousands of people is their own desires.

Is this the scene that Crusoe creatures want to see?

Captain Yumaz Lala felt like a clown performing on stage, and the audience in the audience was the goddess of the night he called the god. If he performed hard, he would get rewards from the audience, and this reward was divine art.

Being in it, but unable to break free!

With the help of the red light emitted by the fire behind him, Captain Yumaz Lala walked slowly along the street until he was completely submerged into the darkness.

Since you can't break free, enjoy it slowly.

Returning to the Huang family mansion, Captain Yumaz Lala immediately went into seclusion to study the newly upgraded midnight poet.

Compared to sleepless people, the midnight poet finally has his own skills to amplify and weaken the other party's abilities by singing poems.

This is an auxiliary profession!

Captain Yumaz Lala was a little disappointed.

However, since I got on the pirate ship, I had to hold on.

Fortunately, he has seen through the mystery of upgrading divine magic and can practice quickly.

As a result, a strange thing began to spread on the streets and alleys of Huangtu City. Whenever late at night, a man in black robe would appear on the street. He sang words in his mouth and pointed at the pedestrians who occasionally passed by. It was so scary.

Yes, this person is Captain Yumaz Lala, who is imitating the Midnight Poet.

The night fell on time again, and Captain Yumaz Lala put on his night clothes and walked to the bedside.

On the bed, Huang Mingzhu's two long white jade legs slipped out of the quilt mischievously, naked in the cold air.

Captain Yumaz Lala smiled and shook his head, pulled up the corner of the quilt to cover her, then turned around and pushed the door open and walked out.

The bright full moon hangs down at the night sky, and the cold moonlight emitted from it shines on the low adobe houses, leaving shadows on the ground.

Occasionally, a few low beasts were heard outside the city, echoing in the air, making people feel creepy.

Captain Yumaz Lala walked to the intersection and frowned. The street was silent, and there were only two leaves on the ground fluttering in the wind, leaving no one!

Have these people been scared away by me?

Isn’t it just to give them some blessings? Besides, it has not taken effect yet, so what’s scary?

At this moment, a mechanical "Big...Big...Big..." sound came from a distance, and a long diagonal shadow spread from the street entrance.

Updater!

Captain Yumaz Lala's eyes lit up and he walked slowly.

At the intersection of the street, the haystacks knocked on the wooden hammer in fear, their legs were a little weak, and they walked forward with a stroking effort.

When he heard the subtle sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground from a distance, he was shocked and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Could it be that midnight singer appeared again?

At midnight a month ago, neighbor Wang Damao pushed the unsold goods home. When passing by this block, he was suddenly stopped by a weird man wearing a black robe and a black mask.

Wang Damao was scared and urinated on the spot.

Before the weirdo could approach, he took out all the money he had on his body, fell to his knees and presented it to his hands.

Who knew that the weirdo was not interested in the property in Wang Damao's hands. That was Wang Damao's harvest in one day, and he had two tons of money.

The weirdo just walked to Wang Damao and sang a song in words that he couldn't understand. Then he saw that Wang Damao didn't respond, and seemed a little disappointed, so he shook his head and left.

In the following days, residents passing by this neighborhood at midnight also encountered this weirdo many times.

Similarly, the weird guys just chanted a song, shook their heads and left.

So much so that it is not until midnight, and no one nearby dares to come out, but as a haystack, as a refurbisher, had to knock on the gong along the street, and then it appeared here.

But isn’t it just listening to a song? There is nothing to be afraid of, it’s not about robbing money.

Besides, I didn't bring any money!

Thinking of this, the Gengfu Hatshu became bolder. While knocking on the clapper, he walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in front of him.

As the citizens described it, the night clothes and black masks, when they walked out of the darkness, they had a mysterious temperament, which made people tremble and frightened.

Even though the haystack was already mentally prepared, he was shocked and forgot to knock on the wooden stick in his hand, and the air was silent.

"Baby, go to bed

It's dark and windy outside

Baby sleeps quickly

Mom sings a lullaby song

...

”

A song that I couldn't understand floated out of the darkness. The haystack felt tired and could no longer open his eyes. He had only time to yawn. The two sticks in his hand fell to the ground and rolled far away.

The anti-gun Hats fell to the ground, snoring, and snoring from time to time, looking very sweet.

The singing stopped immediately.

Captain Yumaz Lala, wearing a night outfit, walked quickly to the receptionist and kicked the receptionist lightly. The receptionist just frowned and turned over, snoring again.

It seems that this guy is really asleep.

My midnight poet's skills have finally been mastered!

Captain Yumaz Lala couldn't help but wave his fist, and while expressing his joy, he also released his inner depression.

I wandered around the street for a month, and while enduring the cold wind, I was also treated as a ghost.

I finally found the language that I need to chant with my skills!

Too difficult!

Captain Yumaz Lala almost jumped up with excitement.

After becoming a midnight poet, he immediately thought of a key question as he looked at the introduction of his skills.

What language does the midnight poet need to sing poetry?

On the Star of Guy, there is no culture of poetry.

The songs people sing are also monotonous syllables. They sing high-profiles at the top of their voices to express joy, and their voices are low and whimpering to express sadness.

Poetry is a treasure of civilized culture. It is obvious that Guy civilization has not yet reached the stage where it can produce cultural treasures.

Guy Star’s poems do not contain accurate meanings.

The midnight poet needs to use poetry to impose an increase or debuff state, which requires that the songs he chanted must have accurate meaning.

Fortunately, there is a library of cosmic civilization poetry in Captain Yumaz Lala's smart chip, which records the poetry of tens of thousands of civilized races.

So Captain Yumaz Lala began experimenting one by one, starting with the Guy Star language, then the Pajero language, the Pig Man language...

After almost 500 languages ​​experimenting, he finally determined that if he wanted to successfully use his skills, he had to use this language called Chinese. It came from a blue planet, which was not well developed in technology and had not reached level 1. However, its culture was very developed. The poetry library of cosmic civilization stored thousands of poems sung in Chinese.

And the skills released are related to the chanting poems. Just now, he used a familiar lullaby song on the blue planet to hypnotize his husband.

The next day.

In the warm sunshine, Huang Mingzhu stretched lazily, opened her eyes, and suddenly saw Captain Yumaz Lala sitting in front of the window, looking at her with a smile.

"What's wrong?"

"I've made it!"

Captain Yumaz Lala said excitedly when he saw his wife wake up.

"You have practiced...ah...have you learned the skills of the Midnight Poet?" Huang Mingzhu's eyes lit up, and she immediately sat up happily and put on a silk robe.

"Yes! I am now a real midnight poet!" Captain Yumaz Lala patted his chest, stared at his wife's fair and round face and smiled: "Do you want me to perform for you?"

"Performance?"

"It's day now." Huang Mingzhu was a little confused.

"Midnight poets do not only perform their skills at night," explained Captain Yumaz Lara.

Otherwise, wouldn’t the poet at midnight encounter an enemy during the day and could only wait for death?

"Okay! OK!" Huang Mingzhu is also looking forward to her husband's new skills.

Since Captain Yumaz Lala returned from Guhuai City, she had to sneak out mysteriously late at night, making her unable to stay in the empty room alone.
To be continued...