Canary of the gods

After Lisong came back, everyone drove to the countryside together.

About an hour and a half later, their car arrived at the venue rented by the crew-specially used for crew parking.

After parking the car, they carried their belongings and started walking to where the crew was.

Sitting in two cars separately before, Li Song had no chance to meet with the detective agency. Now that he got out of the car, he deliberately dawdled behind.Then he began to use that undisguised fiery gaze to look up and down a temple cultivator unscrupulously.That feeling was like a hungry wolf drooling watching a fat little lamb jumping in front of his eyes, as if he could pounce on it at any time and devour it into his stomach.

In this regard, the temple cultivator walking in front was not unaware.He ground his back molars, the malice and ferocity in his heart were like boiling magma, bubbling, as if it would erupt in the next second.

At this time, Osamu Dazai who was walking beside him suddenly held his hand, whispered into his ear, "Be patient, Xiu. Maybe what he was waiting for was your chance to get angry, don't be fooled."

"..."

A temple cultivator loosened his tightly clenched fist.

Sensing that the muscles in his hand were no longer tense, Osamu Dazai let go of his hand.Then his footsteps slowed down suddenly, and the two people who were walking side by side happened to be staggered by one position.Then Osamu Dazai moved to the side and walked directly behind Yi Yisi, helping him to block the rather impolite line of sight behind him.

This guy ruined his good deed again!

Li Song gritted his teeth and stared at the figure in the sand-colored long trench coat, wanting to tear him apart.

Different from Lisong's panic, Osamu Dazai adapted well to the sight cast behind him, piercing his back like a knife, as if it didn't exist.

In the middle of the walk, Liu Sheng, who was leading the way, stopped with his face flushed and panting.He wanted to take a break to take care of the newcomers, but when he turned around, he found that the monk who was following him was not flushed or panting, and was refreshed, not even a drop of sweat on his body.

Seeing him stop and turn his head, the other party cast a puzzled look, as if asking him: Why didn't you leave?

Liu Sheng: "..."

He wiped his sweat that was dripping like water, and thought to himself, this person can beat his manager, he should have exercised a lot, but his manager who was beaten miserably might not be so relaxed... …

While muttering in his heart, a disheveled head poked out from behind a temple cultivator, speaking in a lively and brisk voice, making it hard to hear the slightest bit of fatigue, "Eh? Why did you stop suddenly?"

Liu Sheng: "..."

Liu Sheng took a look at his stomach which had actually become a size smaller these days, and couldn't help but began to doubt himself, could it be that this little distance is actually nothing?Otherwise, how could these guys be like this easily?He's too embarrassed to take a break!

It wasn't until he saw Lisong falling far away, resting and walking for a while, thinking that they looked like this when they walked out of the mountain before, Liu Sheng was relieved.

It turned out that it wasn't that I had a problem, but that the two newcomers were too unreasonable.

Osamu Dazai glanced at Yagyu, who was drenched in sweat and half of his T-shirt was soaked, and then at Tatsumatsu, who was dawdling behind, and said very thoughtfully, "Why don't we take a rest?"

"Okay, okay!" Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Liu Sheng nodded in agreement like a chicken pecking at rice.

Regardless of his image, Liu Sheng sat down on a big stone by the side of the road, and was scalded by the hot stone with a "hiss".But this level was acceptable, so he didn't want to stand up and sit down in another place.

While taking off the sun hat on his head to fan himself, he chatted with Osamu Dazai: "Oh, the weather is getting hotter and hotter."

"After all, summer is coming soon."

"That's right. But it's very cool in the mountains. I don't feel much here. If you walk a little further, the temperature difference will be obvious."

"Eh? Then I really look forward to it."

Osamu Dazai chatted with Yagyu for a few words, and turned around to find a priest holding a mobile phone, walking around, as if searching for a signal.

After looking for a signal for a long time, the expression on his face became visibly irritable, which made people worry that he would drop his phone in the next second.

Following Dazai Osamu's line of sight, Yagyu saw what a priest was doing, and couldn't help but say, "There is no signal here. If you go a little further and you can see the village, the signal will be better. But we won't be in the village." If you stay, you will go directly to the mountain along this road, and there will be no signal on the mountain again."

A temple cultivator from the internet worm: "..."

He regrets it, really.

Osamu Dazai asked curiously, "Didn't you download the TV series before?"

A temple repair expressionless: "It's over."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai glanced at the white skirt on Tera Osamu, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, spread it on the thigh-high stone behind him, and said to the unhappy networm: "Come and sit, rest for a while."

Then he himself sat on the dusty stone without any padding.

A priest stared at the handkerchief for a while, then responded with a slow "Oh".

After a monk sat down, he remembered and asked, "If there is no signal, how do you receive messages?"

Osamu Dazai smiled at him slyly, put his index finger in front of his lips, and said mysteriously: "You will know when it's almost night."

"..." I like to play tricks.

A monk unhappily raised his foot and kicked his calf.

Osamu Dazai did not hide, and sighed helplessly.Then he began to take pity on a monk with the injuries on his face: "Can we discuss it so that we don't attack so hard in the future?"

A temple cultivator snorted disdainfully, as if to say: That's it?I haven't played hard yet.

"I know you are very powerful. After all, you are someone who can smash an uninhabited island with your bare hands." Shun Mao first, "But..."

As soon as the voice changed, we got to the point.

"The uninhabited island won't hurt, I will, Xiu."

Osamu Dazai looked down and stared at the ground. When he said this, he was not as frivolous and indecent as before. He just expressed his thoughts in a normal way, perhaps with some complaints of dissatisfaction.

But this did not make the atmosphere between them stiff and awkward, because his tone made these words cute, making it sound like he was not complaining, but acting like a spoiled child unconsciously.

A priest originally wanted to laugh at him a few words, but after hearing him say "I will hurt", the phrase "weak chicken" got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it at all.

Although he paid attention to controlling his strength when he hit someone, but... perhaps, he still struck harder?

Taking a look at Dazai Osamu's bruised and swollen face with new wounds that had not healed from old wounds, he couldn't see his original handsome appearance at all, instead he looked like a pitiful little boy who was always being bullied - although he was not small.

After looking at the face that had been slapped so badly by himself for a long time, a temple cultivator felt guilty for no reason.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems... Osamu Dazai is usually a bit mean-spirited and likes to tease him.But in fact, that guy didn't do anything bad, let alone caused him substantial harm.

So just judging from the result... On the contrary, he is a bit arrogant, after all, the other party has always been beaten by him, hasn't he?Moreover, he himself regards fighting as a common thing, and doesn't care about injuries and pain, but this does not mean that it is also applicable to others.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously recalled what Saiki Kusuo had said to him.

Saiki Kusuo told him not to bring the habits of the waves from the African savannah into human society.Animals on the African savannah, if they lose a fight, they will starve, lose their spouse, be expelled, and even die.Fighting is a part of life for them, and winning is the key to survival.But this approach does not work in human society.Fighting can only be divided into winners and losers, not right or wrong.If one day violence replaces order, then the end of the world will come.

When he said these words to a monk, he was very serious, as if he had really seen such a future.

The thoughts in his mind drifted in pieces, and a temple cultivator became distracted without knowing it.

"build?"

Dazai raised his head and glanced at him after he didn't hear a priest speak for a long time.Coincidentally, because of this call to come back to God, one of the monks happened to meet his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a temple cultivator didn't know why, the moment he saw those eyes, he subconsciously turned his head away to avoid the other party's sight.

Once he realized what he had done, he couldn't help but regret it.

Doesn't this kind of reaction mean that I feel that I have done something wrong and that I am still guilty?Ahhh!How could he make such a big embarrassment in front of this annoying guy!

If it weren't for his superpowers being useless to Osamu Dazai, this guy's memory of the whole day today would definitely be wiped out! ! !

A temple cultivator was so ashamed and annoyed that he wanted to teleport to the Pacific Ocean instantly, and punched two small islands to vent his anger.

It's just that just as he had such an idea, Osamu Dazai put his hand on his shoulder like a prophet, and said in a concerned voice, "What's wrong?"

A temple cultivator: "..."

Too much of a coincidence? !Sure enough, this guy is here to beat him!

"Tsk!"

A priest smacked his lips impatiently, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Osamu Dazai who was puzzled and hesitant to ask, and the fire in his chest was splashed clean by the water.

Well, it was him who did it wrong before.

He muttered for a while, and finally said something like a mosquito humming: "... I won't beat you up anymore, okay?"

"Ah?" Osamu Dazai didn't seem to hear the words clearly, and moved his ear closer to him.

A temple cultivator didn't think much about it, after all he knew that the voice he spoke just now was indeed a bit low.So after building up his mind, he said that sentence again.

It's just that when he was talking, he didn't look at Dazai Osamu, and his eyes fell on the tree trunk by the roadside, as if a novel and beautiful flower bloomed on it.

Because of this, he didn't see Osamu Dazai's fleeting, triumphant smile.

"Really? I'm so happy!" Osamu Dazai's voice sounded cheerful and excited.

"...It's just not hitting you, there's no need to be so happy..."

One temple cultivator felt even more guilty. Look, what kind of persecution did he make of the child?He didn't say he was nice to him, but just promised not to beat him up, and the other party was as happy as a fool.

Alas, pity.

"Fool" Osamu Dazai was really happy, and he was so happy that he wanted to hum the song he created, and then find a beautiful, clear and sparkling river to celebrate.

But unfortunately, they still have business to do next, and this idea cannot be realized for the time being.

Of course, a little regret will not affect his happy mood at the moment.

Alas~ The cat will not stretch its paws to him, so is it still far from being tamed?