[Comprehensive] On how I got lost

The meeting of elders on Meteor Street expressed its appreciation to Patu.

Patou also gained a bit of fame from his Trash Mountain Dingo-like characters.

It's no longer the kind of unknown person it used to be.

Patu, who has gained a bit of fame, hopes to continue to drill camps in the central area, but unfortunately his men are too strong and have too few people with ink in their stomachs.

There is only one Kuroro who can take the shot.

Patu kept Kuroro in the central area, hoping that Kuroro could help him open the door of the central area and at least make some contacts.

By the way, the crosshair that Xinghe asked was the cross on Kuroro's forehead. It was the oath he made with Brother Alex when he first entered the Hissis Monastery. This oath stood between his eyebrows.

After Brother Alex's death, the remnant between his brows became stronger and stronger. Patu saw his condition and said that he needed a Psychic Master, and old Patu had lived on Meteor Street for decades. I know a little about its existence.

Patu and Kuroro agreed that he would tell Kuroro the news about the Exorcist, and Kuroro would help him move around in the central area.

He said that he knew that he couldn't match Kuroro's growth rate, so he didn't need any relationship between superiors and subordinates to restrain him, and the two were regarded as partners.

Patu is very clear that in this world where thoughts are rampant, a frame built solely by human power is no match for a finger of a master of thoughts, and he can clearly see Kuroro's astonishing growth rate, and it is better to form an alliance than an enemy.

Kuroro, Wojin, Feitan, Nobunaga, March, Pike, and Xinghe officially moved to the Central District.

The streets in the Central District are neat and clean, and occasionally people will feel subtle trance. The most eye-catching thing is a cathedral with a cross standing high on the roof, which is very eye-catching.

The elders lived in the core of the central area and could not be seen easily. The forces surrounding each elder filled the remaining open space in the central area.

Everyone worked together, and finally under the command of an elder of the Huoyan family pattern, he found the deeply hidden nemesis master.

Wearing a white heel-to-heel robe and a white hat, he told them that because the person who made the oath with Kuroro died, the remnants attached to him became stronger and stronger, and it took a very long time and effort to do it.

Kuroro and the others temporarily stayed beside the Nianshi, and because the Nianshi was attached to the elders of the Huoyan family pattern, they also contributed to him for the time being.

It is a small interest, and the real reward has to be paid back slowly.

Wojin is learning to read recently. What he holds in his hand is the Bright Light Textbook he got from the Sisis Monastery. When he picked the book, he said that this book is the thickest and the most exquisite, and he will be considered a graduate after learning this book.

Xinghe felt that Wo Jin looked clumsy, but he was actually very smart.

He also knows that it is important to learn to read and become illiterate, but the game is too much fun

I don't know where the ingenuity came from outside, but the game consoles are very interesting.

Especially the joystation game console in his hand, there are many novel and unique works.

Xinghe checked the js special memory card on the top of the machine box, and Fei Tan sat down beside him, picked up the handle and said, "Together."

He was still wearing the robes of the Sisis monastery. Xinghe remembered that the day they left the monastery, Fei Tan dragged Fean into the dungeon, and when he came out, the blood-drenched robe dragged bloodstains on the ground.

Feitan's golden pupils stood up because of joy, exuding an atmosphere of contentment all over his body.

Don't know when he got a new one.

The two of them saw the handle crackling, and when Xinghe was about to lose, he suddenly asked, "Fei Tan, what is that outside the window?"

Fei Tan was unmoved, and punched Xinghe's task character to KO.

The screen was half-bright and half-dark, and the character defeated by Feitan pouted pitifully, with his face on the ground, looking wretched and pitiful.

Fei Tan put down the handle, glanced out the window slowly, "There is nothing."

Wo Jin poked his head around the window, but saw nothing. He asked Xinghe gruffly, "What did you want to see just now?"

Xinghe put down the handle melancholy, "Look at my lost youth and love."

Wojin was puzzled, and he threw the textbook on the table angrily, "Every word is written in a strange way, what kind of rubbish is this?"

"Hey, Xinghe, let's fight."

"I reject."

Xinghe pulled out an eight-legged spider, "Come and cut the spider."

The rules of the game are as follows. Everyone takes turns to cut a knife on the spider in turn. The game ends when the spider falls down, and the person who cuts the last knife is the loser.

Xinghe dangled that long, strange and scary spider doll, "together?"

Wojin didn't like this kind of delicate work, so he picked up the textbook and went to Pike. Pike, Feitan, and Kurolo were the only three people here who could read a lot.

As for Xinghe, he is semi-literate, has not finished the first grade of elementary school, and likes to hang out with fairy tales the most.

Nobunaga and Maqi were not in a hurry, and they could read as many words as they could. Anyway, no one dared to lie to them, and no one would.

Xinghe sliced ​​off the spider's entire body, leaving only a thin layer of skin covering its eight legs.

"When the wind blows, these eight legs will fall down."

Fei Tan drew out his saber, and through various structural veins, he cut off the six legs vertically, leaving only the rear two legs standing wobbly.

A slightly larger exhalation can blow them all over.

After Xinghe finished his knife, there was only one standing spider leg left.

He signaled Feitan to continue, and Feitan chopped the spider's leg in half.

As long as anyone's knife is slightly crooked or the cut is uneven, this spider leg will be shown to him in minutes.

How do you deal with this situation?

Xinghe stared at the spider legs for a while.

Then he started talking, "Fei Tan, Kuroro has become more and more fond of meetings recently."

Fei Tan let out a "hmm", and did not show mercy.

It seemed that the amount of air he exhaled was not enough.

"Every time I have a meeting, I chatter and talk non-stop. I can't finish listing one, two, three, and I still have to talk about four, five, and six."

"I support you in his place."

"If it's Feitan, just simply mention the location."

"It saves time just thinking about it."

why not fall

"No." Fei Tan refused, he didn't like meetings.

He stared at the doll's spider. "Next time make it a live one. We'll have a competition to see which part of the spider you can cut off to make it collapse."

At this time, the original spider only had a thin layer of skin left, and Xinghe stopped talking, concentrating and calming down.

"meeting"

A voice intervened between the two.

The air current blows the silky spider legs.

From what Xinghe saw, it was Kuroro who was wearing a suit and leather shoes.

He smiled at Xinghe, "I'm here for the meeting, are you happy?"

What should I do if I was caught saying bad things about others, wait online, urgent.

Xinghe clapped his hands, as if he was asking the leader to speak, "Support, please, I can't wait."

"Kurolo," Wojin shouted excitedly, "are we going to fight again?"

Nobunaga touched the knife, and he hadn't seen blood for a while.

Looking at the excited or calm gazes of the crowd, Kuroro's tone was relaxed, not more serious than when he asked Xinghe to pass the book to him.

"The elder ordered to break through the Xilin District."

"Number of people, us."

"Time, tomorrow."

simple and clear.

After finishing speaking, Kuroro smiled slightly at Xinghe, a smile that could make the rancid garbage mountain grow flowers all over the ground.

Hey, look what I do.

Xinghe smiled at Kuroro and continued to applaud him.

this evening.

The sky is full of stars, which is rare in Meteor Street. Xinghe sits on the roof, shrouded in the light of thousands of stars, and his bare skin is stained with a layer of frost.

Kuroro went up to the roof, "It's still so late."

"You too."

Ever since he came to the central area and came into contact with unprecedented books, Kuroro rarely had enough sleep, his eyes were blue, and he was sleepy visible to the naked eye.

"I can't bear it at all."

Kuroro yawned and complained, "After seeing so many books, even if I force myself to sleep, I will wake up from my dream because of a strong desire."

"My desire is like that spider, whether it cuts off the head or cuts off the feet, it will continue."

"Just say that the desire is endless." Xinghe's outstretched palms were white, and he kept holding them apart, and said childishly, "I've caught the stars."

"What about you?" Kurolo asked.

Xinghe pretended to sway the starlight, staring at the endless darkness, "I don't want anything, I'm not interested in anything, just live."

"If you want too much, those feelings will roll in your heart like magma, burning your internal organs. I don't like that feeling."

"Grab what you want," Kuroro looked at Xinghe, "You can do it."

"Because Kurollo has never missed a shot, or doesn't care about what he lost, so he thinks so."

"Some things can't be snatched no matter how much you rob them. You can't get them by coaxing, deceiving, or luring."

Xinghe looked sideways at Kuroro, the starlight spread frost and colder, he was like the essence condensed by the starlight, with a sense of unreachable clarity.

"What do you think."

"I don't think about it."

"I never think about presupposed failure."

The task this time was given by the elder of Fire Emblem. He asked Kuroro and the others to clean up the West Forest District with no clear meaning. Xinghe guessed that when the elder gave the order, he must have seemed careless but actually cared about death, pretending to show himself powerful.

Xinghe split the iron net with a knife, and the man behind the gun was also cut in half. He looked up at the machine gunner on the observation deck, and disappeared from his sight in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, the machine gunner looked When the man was already standing in front of him, he wanted to pull the trigger, and his fingers connected to half of his body slid down to the left. At the moment when the blood in his body was about to spurt, Xinghe disappeared again.

The watchtower on the other side was also attacked in an instant, blood and fear mixed together.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one standing here except Xinghe.

Xinghe is in charge of this side, and the others also occupy a position. Simply put, they surround it from all directions, occupy the exit of the road, and defeat all supporters.

The light of fire and the smell of gunpowder came from other directions, and there was a continuous rattling sound. Xinghe listened for a while, and continued to approach the destination.

He marched forward all the way, the hail of bullets formed a lore net, but was lightly broken through by the wind-like galaxy. He was in the distance, he was in front of his eyes, and the enemy blinked again, only to find that his body had been separated, and the fallen head still had a sliver of consciousness. See the back of the ferocious demon leaving.

There are many scattered buildings here, all of which are specially made obstacles. Xinghe used a round probe to find a building hidden in the crowd of buildings, and someone was hiding inside.

He tapped his fingertips lightly, blood splashed on the blade, and he entered the building with this clean knife.

First floor, second floor, third floor.

He stood in front of a wooden box. The box was made of thick wood, and its age could be seen just by looking at the grain.

Xinghe raised his knife high.

"Do not"

There was a scream from inside the box.

"I am going out."

"Don't kill me."

The box was pushed open, and a timid little girl appeared in front of Xinghe.

She was wearing the longest tattered clothes on Meteor Street, with many small bits and pieces hanging from her body, and her hair was messed up like a bird's nest that had been pecked to pieces by birds.

"What are you doing?"

Xinghe turned around and left.

I thought there was a terrible person hidden in it.

"that."

The little beggar asked timidly, "Can you take me away?"