False Cangyun's Hunter's Journey

On the floor of the room was a pool of blood and a few corpses. In front of her was a little girl with short hair around her ears. She looked to be only in her early teens, and her height was less than the burning chest. Her eyes were clear, as if she was just asking "" Brother, are you lost?" Same, but Zhuo Yan felt that he felt the deep malice of the world...

If you just look at the appearance, you will definitely not recognize this girl.First of all, there are age and body issues. When the Phantom Troupe appeared on the stage, Xiaodi's figure had already surpassed Maqi, and at most was slightly inferior to Pike.But no matter what the figure will be in the future, as a girl about 10 years old now, it is impossible for our little drop to have any figure at all.

Secondly, the classic image of Xiaodi is a black turtleneck sweater and the reverse cross on the neck. Xiaodi, who is still surviving on Meteor Street and has not participated in the Phantom Troupe, of course cannot be dressed so clean and tidy. In front of him is a little street child. , it is difficult to distinguish between men and women.

But since she opened her mouth and called herself Xiaodi, Zhuo Yan can basically be sure that this is probably "that" Xiaodi.

First of all, as far as Zhuo Yan knows, Xiaodi does have a habit of not calling himself "I" but calling himself "Xiaodi".

The second is those eyes. I remember that in a certain online post, netizens described Xiaodi as "glazed eyes, ice and snow heart" and thought she was a real angel suitable for Meteor Street.

In the past, Zhuo Yan couldn't imagine it, but now seeing a real person, Zhuo Yan feels that he can understand - those eyes are not only big, but the most important thing is that they are transparent, transparent, but empty.There is also the way of asking questions, childish but direct, which can be regarded as a characteristic.

"Are you also here to rob Xiaodi's house?" Seeing that Zhuoyan was stunned, the girl tilted her head and asked again.

Shaking his head, Zhuoyan stood up straight, stepped back to the door, and signaled that he had no malice—he didn't want to fight Xiaodi for three reasons: First, he wasn't sure he could win. A few years later, he will be a full-fledged member of the Phantom Brigade, and his combat power will never be weak. Let’s not talk about the level of his combat power in Meteor Street, but if he doesn’t read it now, he is by no means a strong person;

Secondly, Xiaodi is a known character, and he is a known person who is not so aggressive. If it is Wojin, Nobunaga, Hisoka, Feitan, etc., I am afraid that he can only desperately, but Xiaodi and Ku Pidu is a person with low desire to fight, and belongs to the type of people who don’t offend me, I don’t offend others, you can try to discuss it, if you can’t discuss it, you probably don’t need to fight if you can’t get out — the ghost knows that you’re here with someone who might not be easy to mess with What will happen to the guy when he goes out with both sides wounded;

Last but not least, Zhuo Yan doesn’t know if there is such a thing as a “predetermined plot” or a “protagonist’s aura” in this world. On the opposite side of immortality, I am afraid that I will be cannon fodder.

"I'm not here to rob the house. The house is yours. I won't rob it." Zhuo Yan said softly. The trouble with Xiaodi is that, judging from the later plot, this girl's mind is not very normal. There are only a few minutes of memory, but he has the impression that it is not to that extent in the comics.

"I want to exchange things for the borrowed power, can I exchange food for it?" He took out two slices of bread that he had kneaded before - because he had already estimated that the environment on Meteor Street would be harsh, so he put them in his pocket in advance. I bought some slices of bread, just thinking that it can be used as money under certain circumstances.

"Bread?" Xiao Di tilted his head.

"Yes, look..." A black shadow appeared in front of him in an instant, and Zhuoyan raised his shield. Fortunately, there was a wall behind him, and this blow came from the side and front, it was a small drop!

"Bang!" Folding his left hand, he not only blocked the attack, but also instantly changed the block into a slap, flying the little drops that were unable to react to the shock back.

As expected, the girl was very physically fit, she stabilized her figure in mid-air, and stood still after staggering half a step.Looking at her hand, she is holding a huge hammer... No... In fact, it is more like a mace without spikes, the size is as high as Xiaodi's shoulders, and it is about the same thickness as her own. Made of pitted metal.

In an instant, Zhuo Yan just wanted to growl, "It's such a big thing, where did she just take it out!"

"If I kill you, the bread will be mine." Xiao Di said calmly, as if he was saying something like "We happen to be on the way, let's go together."

Trouble, I underestimate the so-called "rules of Meteor Street"... I thought it was just a lack of living materials and no currency. In fact, the basic code of conduct is completely different, and now it has become a situation that has to be fought up...

But I can't fight... Leaving aside injuries, exhaustion itself is fatal.I'm just an "ordinary person" who hasn't started reading and needs to rest. I have been running around for the past few days without getting enough sleep, and now I have to fight again.

Xiao Di obviously hasn't read yet, but looking at this weapon, I know that this little girl is not a persimmon to pinch... If you don't say you lose in a fight, you will definitely die, and even if you win, you may be injured (this weapon is still troublesome) blunt trauma), with so many rats outside, it is very likely that they will be dragged to death by exhausted tactics...

All sorts of nonsense were still going on in her mind, but Xiao Di attacked again without saying a word. This girl's attacking characteristics are three: fast!Quiet!And it's all about the head!

"Kuang! Kuang! Kuang!" Zhuoyan was like a tin beetle, and Xiao Di held a mace around him and beat him for a while, as if he was using him as a percussion instrument.

Fortunately, Burning Cang Yun's fighting instinct has completely become his own. It's hard to say what to chase, and he still has the ability to dodge and move behind the shield in a small area.Take the time to attack with the Mo Dao, but the place is too small, the Mo Dao is too long, it is not easy to use force, and Xiao Di basically dodged it.

"I can't go on like this, I have to fight back, otherwise I might be shocked to death." Thinking of this, Burning Flame's moves changed, from defense to offense - no matter what, all the troubles just calculated will only happen when you are alive , If I don't show the attitude of killing, I'm afraid I won't even have the life to calculate.

The knife is too long to be useful, so use the shield directly, and retract the long knife to become a two-handed shield.He squatted down and dodged Xiaodi's blow. Zhuoyan grabbed the shield with his backhand and slapped the little girl's face—this was very heavy, and directly slapped Xiaodi to the opposite wall.

If this was a cat and mouse cartoon, the girl would be a face right now.

It's a pity not, so Xiaodi just knocked a hole in the wall behind him, and after falling, he can still stand firmly and swing the hammer.

But without the drag of the long knife, the scorching flame became more flexible indoors. After parrying and dodging a few times, he finally seized the opportunity, raised the shield obliquely, first removed part of the power of the hammer, and then swung the shield horizontally, fighting The right shoulder was hit by the hammer that was chopping down, the left hand changed from blocking to chopping, and the horizontal edge of the shield hit Xiaodi's ribs hard.

There was a very obvious cracking sound in the room, and it was sure that a certain little girl's ribs were broken. Given the thickness of the shield and her small body... probably not one or two ribs were broken.

The droplet was shot out horizontally in an instant, and it would not be able to get up for a while - blunt objects are more dangerous than sharp objects, and the damage they cause often includes not only direct trauma, but also bone and internal organs. harm.But even so, the girl still didn't say a word, she didn't even groan... Zhuo Yan felt that she was almost overwhelmed with admiration.

Seeing Xiaodi who was holding on to the hammer and wanted to stand up and continue beating, Zhuoyan quickly stopped him, "Don't beat it, the house will collapse if you beat it again, and there will be nothing left if you don't need to grab it." Hearing this, the girl's The movement stopped, "Are you going to collapse?"

"Yeah, it's going to collapse, look at that wall, it's going to fail soon." Zhuo Yan hurriedly continued, the blow on his own shoulder didn't feel good, even though he had relieved some strength , but the scapula is not a strong bone in the first place, and now it hurts so badly. It is estimated that although there is no fracture, there is no problem with the fracture.The entire right hand was numb and weak. Although it was not impossible to move at all, the decline in combat power was a certainty.

Probably agreeing with Zhuo Yan's words, Xiao Di stopped struggling, but still stood up straight, and continued to look at Zhuo Yan with big, translucent eyes, "The bread?"

Handing out the bread, Zhuo Yan now felt in his heart that it was right for Xiaodi to join the bandit organization later on, it was a perfect career plan that suited her character.

After receiving the bread, Xiaodi stopped talking, and sat in the corner opposite to Zhuoyan and began to nibble on the bread silently.Zhuo Yan stood there stupidly for a while, but decided to get rid of the corpses on the ground first.

When dragging the corpse out, there were already two-digit figures on the surrounding garbage mountains.

Seeing that Zhuo Yan dragged the corpses out one by one and threw them 100 meters away, and then calmly returned to the house, those people dispersed again in disappointment.

The fight just now has already attracted quite a few people, after all, Xiaodi has been ringing the burning bells for a long time, as long as he is not too far away, he will know that there is a fight here.On Meteor Street, fights must be for profit.

Pointless sparring is a luxury, because fighting not only wastes energy, but also risks injury, and wounds not only affect the search for food, but also lead to infection and disease.However, as long as there are enough supplies, the people of Meteor Street will never be stingy about working hard. After all, many Meteor Street residents have only this life.Life is all they have, so they use it to pursue everything they want.

Cranes and clams compete for the fisherman's profit is not a profound philosophical theory, and most people understand it, so many people gather here in the rain in the middle of the night, just to see if there is any bargain.But now, it was obvious that the two people in the house had reached an agreement to coexist peacefully. Those corpses had proved that the original owner of the house was not easy to mess with, but the guy who entered later could stay, and it was not easy to get along.

The body was thrown out, there was still a lot of blood on the ground, he hesitated, Zhuoyan started to grab clothes from the dressing room, and wiped the floor with those complicated lace tutu skirts and silk cheongsams, it was absolutely wasteful, but Zhuoyan didn’t care, First of all, he can't wear those clothes, and secondly, after 3 days of getting dirty and throwing them in the locker room, there are clean new clothes again, totally manly!

After cleaning, Zhuoyan sat at the opposite corner to Xiaodi, snapped his fingers on his shoulder several times, waited for the pain to stop, took out bread and a glass of lemonade, and ate it with peace of mind dinner.

He didn't dare to insert the recovery totem. The recovery is limited. The house is not big, and he can recover to a small drop when he recovers.God knows if the little girl will hit him on the head at night when she recovers to a certain extent.

Anyway, that injury can't kill you. According to the general situation in the hunter world, it should belong to the injury that can recover on its own... Probably belongs to... Anyway, tonight, Burning Flame made up his mind not to give a little girl who looks like a cute doll but is actually a three-headed tyrannosaurus. girl therapy.

Xiao Di sat in the shadow of the opposite corner with her knees hugged without saying a word, she couldn't tell whether she was asleep or in a daze, and there was no sound at all.Burning Flame doesn’t have such a good endurance ability, so he took out the static totem (the one from the electric mosquito in the forest, the attack power is not much different now, but the electric spark itself has light and sound, the radius of this totem is only 1 meter, Put the scorching flaming belly just to cover his whole body) as a warning.I took out a few furry thick clothes and cloaks from the closet and spread them on the floor, and then lay down to sleep in peace...

But he didn't dare to take off his armor, and even put on his helmet, for fear that Xiaodi would throw a hammer over at night...

The author has something to say:

Regarding Meteor Street, different authors have a lot of designs for the rules here. In Yoshihiro Togashi's comics, there are more conceptual descriptions of Meteor Street than substantial descriptions.The author's guess about Meteor Street is: its rules cannot be too strict, because Meteor Street is set to be an area equivalent to the size of a big country, and it has existed for a very long time. Among them, it belongs to the rare and top-notch part. Even if the life on Meteor Street is cruel and the proportion of people who read is high, it is impossible to be too jungle. It is too difficult for large regions to exist for more than 1000 years.Moreover, Meteor Street has ethnic groups. In the beginning, Meteor Street was used for racial segregation, so the population base will not be small.The author's setting is similar to the design of the Hunger Games. The outer area has fewer supplies and weaker people. The closer to the area where the elders' house is located, there may not only be no garbage, but even quite luxurious and prosperous.