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For a while, no one spoke.

In other people's eyes, Enoch is just an ordinary child whose evolution method is different from theirs. Knowing that his true identity is only Fushen, his words can only persuade Fushen to no longer doubt himself, But it can’t convince other people who are doubting Fushen—especially the wolf. If he says he saw it with his own eyes, everyone will choose to believe him, and Enoch claims to be the younger brother of Fushen. No one can guarantee whether he said so. Just want to cover his brother.

The scene was at a stalemate for a while, and at this moment, a female voice sounded from the crowd——

"I saw it too," Aisha squeezed out of the crowd, "I finished exercising last night, and when I heard movement outside, I raised my head and looked out the window, and I happened to see a person wearing a black cloak on a certain roof Running, at first I thought it was the remaining super soldiers in the city, and I didn’t hear any movement of being attacked, so I didn’t take it seriously.”

"What luck are you doing in the middle of the night—why are you dragging me?" Enoch turned his head to look at Fushen dissatisfied.

Fushen said blankly, "Don't ask so many children."

Elsa asks the wolf: "Did you see the man in the black cloak?"

Wolf nodded.

Wolf didn't talk about the attire of those people before, and only said that he saw that person with a god-like face—but now Aisha has accurately described the attire of those people and is recognized, which means that she is not Just talk about it.

Fatty: "You didn't tell me when you saw someone outside the window in the middle of the night? Your heart is too fucking big, girl!"

Aisha shrugged: "Because the person I saw was a child, seven or eight years old at most."

child?

Xiaopang showed a surprised expression, and immediately turned his head to look at Fushen—although Fushen is not a "strong" figure compared to his peers, but no matter how blind people are, they will not Confuse him with a seven or eight-year-old child, which means that the person "wearing a black cloak" last night was indeed not alone, they came in a group and prepared... and Fushen had been with them before that In any case, it is impossible to imagine how he could "unify the clothes" with some local people in an instant and then "prepared to murder in the middle of the night".

Because of what Aisha said and what Enoch said about the necklace, Fushen temporarily removed the title of "murderer" from his head, but he was still under strict surveillance—the next part The super soldiers stayed behind to pack up the corpses of their companions. When they returned to the room and were about to leave for the Golden Temple, the wolf followed Fushen and the others until the door of the room before stopping, as if he would run away and kill someone if he didn’t catch Fushen. of.

Fu Shen couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the door on that expressionless face.

He turned around and took out the silver bow and arrow from the arrow case on the bed. When he looked up, he saw Enoch on the other bed looking at him with his feet up and smiling. The moment the two looked at each other, Enoch said : "Do you know how annoying that little milk dog is?"

"Don't keep fighting against him." Fushen murmured, his tone was much softer than when Enoch said that the wolf was bad, when he opened his mouth to educate.

"Don't keep taking sides with him," Enoch sneered, "It turned out that I was on your side to talk to you when something happened. Fortunately, you gave me the necklace, otherwise you wouldn't be able to wash it off even if you jumped into the Yellow River." .”

"They don't believe that I gave you the necklace, maybe they think we are a nest of snakes and mice now."

Enoch was taken aback, and seemed to have just realized it after a while: "Then I was dragged down by you, and you should be more grateful."

"You're just telling the truth, and you've made a huge contribution. It's as if if you don't speak up, I will silently admit the loss." Fu Shen glanced at Enoch, "You said that you are unconditionally protecting Like me."

"Isn't it?" Enoch asked back.

"Let's hear it?" God Fu brushed off the non-existent dust on the three thin silver feathers of the bow and arrow.

Enoch changed his sitting position, raised his eyes and glanced outside the door, as if he was guarding against someone eavesdropping, and after a while, he lowered his voice slightly and said, "For example, I know you must have concealed something from me, and I will still I opened my mouth to protect you without asking clearly——Your reaction was not right when you saw the corpse before, corpses are still rare, even corpses with their throats slit are not uncommon, but you seem to have seen a ghost And when the wolf identified you just now, don’t think that I was shaken because I didn’t see you, the eyes clearly showed that I wasn’t sure whether I had done this or not…”

"From that person's corpse, I also think that the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning is to look in the mirror. Is it to see if you have become more handsome today? Is it to see if there is blood on your face?" Enuo Qie didn't give Fushen a chance to answer, and said in one breath, "Did you have another strange dream last night?"

Fu Shen put the bow and arrow on his back: "I regret asking you this question, don't say it."

"You're scared," Enoch said lazily, "after you woke up from the dream that day, you saw a hallucination. In the hallucination, you thought you killed everyone in your sleep—although it was later discovered that this was just the 'true knowledge' infected with the plague." The Eye' is causing trouble, but you are still faintly afraid that one day this kind of thing will really happen?"

Fu Shen frowned slightly: "I told you to stop talking."

Enoch stood up, came to Fushen and bent down a little—until the tip of his nose almost touched Fushen, he stared at him for a while and then said: "As the saying goes, the more you are afraid of something The easier it is to happen, if you don’t formalize your fear, one day you will really do something that you are afraid of because of the shadow of long nights and dreams.”

Fu Shen: "For example, beat you up?"

Enoch: "As soon as you say you can't, I will become angry."

Fu Shen pursed his lips and walked out with a tense face. Before taking two steps, Enoch grabbed him from behind and pressed him against the wall. Actions - Fushen was almost used to it, even though Enoch's chest was pressed against the wall at this moment, the expression on his face did not waver in the slightest.

"Tell me, what did you dream about?" Enoch narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you don't tell me, don't even think about leaving."

Fu Shen saw that the other party didn't seem to be joking, and sighed: "I dreamed that I killed that super soldier."

Enoch was slightly taken aback: "What?"

"In the dream, it was the first perspective. I was the one wearing the cloak who killed the super soldier and met the wolf head-on. In the dream, I stood under the statue of Lord Shiva in the Golden Temple. There was an antique-like mouth at the gate of the temple. The big clock, it can still make a sound when the wind blows - I don't know why I saw such a specific and vivid thing, as if I have really been to the Golden Temple, I just saw some external pictures on the Internet before That's all... At that time, there were many, many people wearing black cloaks like me, just like Aisha said, of different ages and heights—"

"What about gender?"

"Can't see clearly, it's too dark."

"continue."

"'I' had a very clear goal in mind. After leaving the Golden Temple, I went straight to our hotel. I saw wolves standing guard, lighting cigarettes with the skull of the corpse burned yesterday—"

"Speak the key."

"'I' knew I couldn't beat him, so I chose to make a detour, went to the back of the hotel, and randomly chose a room on the inhabited floor-I'm sure it was aimless, as if this time the action did not There was no particularly detailed plan, just to kill one or two people, knocked on the window, and before that person could react, covered his mouth and slit his throat."

"Cut it off?"

"Use a dagger with a purple light."

Enoch thought for a while, and the expression on his face became a little weird, but he still let go of Fushen. When the boy stood up straight and straightened his crumpled clothes collar expressionlessly, Enoch said this. Said: "Now I'm pretty sure that person is definitely not you—although I don't know how you managed to go to someone from the first perspective, but that person is definitely not you, you are Frigga, and all the experimental subjects The same is equivalent to the existence of the 'Lord God', you can only give power to others, but as the 'Lord God', we cannot use the power of other 'Lord Gods'."

Fushen was a little confused by what was said.

"Think about when Tanka and the others use their abilities, there will always be lavender energy, which is the embodiment of the No. [-] test subject being excited by the energy of Elfinu. You can't use that power, and neither can I." Noche said, "So his 'plague' can hardly affect me, and it can't affect you, unless... like Lika did, it directly embedded a certain part of its body into your body."

Fushen didn't fully understand it, but what Enoch said unexpectedly made people feel a little reassured.

He opened the door and walked out, and saw the wolf standing on the other side of the corridor smoking a cigarette with his head down, wondering what he was thinking. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and glanced at Fushen, and simply said, "Others Downstairs", he turned around and walked downstairs first——Looking at his back, Fushen felt a little strange: he thought the wolf was here to watch him, but now he didn't behave like that.

However, Fushen hesitated for a while, but didn't think much about it. Considering his identity as a "suspect", he could only obediently hold his bow and arrow, and trot forward two steps in a hurry, trying to catch up with the pace of the wolf.

Of course Fushen didn't know. Enoch, who stayed behind, saw the momentary confusion on his face clearly. At this moment, he looked at the two figures in front of him who were chasing each other. A sarcastic expression: He suddenly thanked "Frigga" for his slow and low EQ setting, at least he didn't see that the little milk dog did this just to temporarily protect him from the super soldiers who suspected him Attack, this guy foolishly thought that the little milk dog was watching him.

Gee.

it's so funny.

Whether it's this unresponsive program or the little milk dog who is not good at expressing and likes to do selfless dedication in silence.

However, I will not kindly remind any of them - children who can cry will have milk, and those who can't cry... just starve to death.

Thinking of this, the smile on the young man's delicate face became clearer. With his hands behind his back, he started to catch up with the two people who had gone far away, and he still complained: "Why are you walking so fast? Then you can please him quickly and stop doubting you? Are you stupid, wait for me. "

……

When Fushen and the others arrived downstairs, all the super soldiers who were still alive were ready, and some people were gathering together to say goodbye to the remains of their friends who unfortunately died last night—even if they belonged to different troops and different soldiers. Departments have different levels or functions, but since the outbreak of the apocalypse, the identity of "super soldier" has closely linked them together, and they have become the only ones that cannot be separated at all. The first batch is also the last batch of U.S. regular troops, but anyone with a totem on their body is their comrade-in-arms.

All the dead were the second batch of super soldiers, but there were also the first batch of super soldiers who stood next to their remains and took off their hats to salute. A series of things have made them sober. If they don't unite, the flood will wash away the mountains. It's a big joke to want to be the overlord.

Seeing Fushen and the others come down now, some people silently let Fushen come to salute and bid farewell to the remains. Fushen is not a soldier or an American, so all he can do is stand at attention and be honest. He bowed in silence, and when he bowed, he could feel countless eyes piercing his back.

When he finished a series of movements and turned around, he saw Lika at a glance. The latter was leaning against the corner and talking to Aisha, as if he felt Fushen's gaze. At this moment, they both turned their heads—Aisha guessed It was Aiwujiwu who felt sorry for her man's brother, so he looked at Fushen worriedly. Lika was completely different. He first glanced pointedly at the wolf not far away, then turned his head and pointed at Fu Shen smiled triumphantly.

Fu Shen turned around and silently spit out a mouthful of blood in his heart, silently thinking about the poisonous woman, and then felt that he was so stupid to believe that she was really kind to treat his eyes.

After everyone bid farewell to the remains of those super soldiers, they were collectively activated together with those who sparked yesterday, and their relics were put into the pockets of other super soldiers who were close to each other—glasses , handkerchiefs, pens or medals that I carried with me, were all put away as if they were some kind of treasure, although no one knows whether these things can really be taken back in the end, and even if they are brought back. After going back, is there anyone waiting to accept them.

When Fushen and the others walked out of the hotel, the fire hadn't been extinguished. The breath of the flames burning the body made people feel nauseous, and at the same time, the chest seemed to be pressed and out of breath. Fushen walked in the line as if evading. Without looking back, he stepped into the empty street where heavy snow was falling.

The Golden Temple is located in the urban area of ​​the city, and it doesn't take much time for the super soldiers to go there even on foot.

Everyone was a little silent along the way, mostly because they were attacked unknowingly last night and then lost their companions. The blow came too fast and too suddenly. The next person to undergo the farewell ceremony for the remains was himself—but there were quite a few people who simply shut up because of the heavy wind and snow and couldn't hear them. , but he took a mouthful of snow as soon as he opened his mouth, and finally he could only shut up in annoyance.

His appearance of not having any psychological burden actually made Fushen relax.

To be honest, it's really annoying to see too many cautious eyes from other people.

——However, as the team moved forward, Fushen also gradually lost the mind to pay attention to how people looked at him. He only felt more and more frightened when he looked at the buildings on both sides of the street... In the past In so many years, he has never stepped into this country even half a step, but the building in front of him is exactly the same as the one in his dream yesterday, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

According to what Enoch said, in terms of various contradictions, that person is absolutely impossible to be him, but why, it seems that his soul can go to that person?

See what that man did?

Why did that person have the same face as Ya?

why?

Fushen was confused, and they could vaguely see the Golden Temple building. At this time, Fushen suddenly heard Sankor in front of him screaming suddenly, and then there was a faint cry mixed with the wind and snow!

Fushen was slightly taken aback, thinking that Sankor would speed up his pace to catch up because of the attack, but he saw Sankor who was crying in Tanka's arms at this moment, and she trembled slightly. And Tanka is half hugging her, frowning slightly from time to time and looking not far away——

Fushen followed his gaze, and then realized why Sankor was crying.

The Golden Temple is just around the corner.

Just like what he had seen in his dream yesterday, the ground near the temple was almost stained red by the blood of the believers, and the corpses hidden under the ice and snow could be seen everywhere, as if there had been a cruel, single On the other hand, God Fu was indifferent when he saw it last night, but now standing on this land, he suddenly felt frightened.

Many super soldiers raised their feet and carefully looked at the ice under their feet, muttering, for fear that they would also be stepping on unknown corpses. The team became a little confused because of the tragedy in front of them. Everyone was observing the situation under their feet. Suddenly, Fushen felt that there was a person looking at him in a certain building above his head.

He suddenly raised his head in a daze, and at the first second he made this action, that sight seemed to feel that he had noticed something, and disappeared without a trace——

However, the speed of human action cannot be as fast as eyes. At the last second, out of the corner of his eye, Fu Shen suddenly saw a corner of a black robe flashing past in a certain building next to him!

It was those people from yesterday!

When the wolf, who was also keenly aware of something, took off his bow and arrow and pointed it in the roughly correct direction, Fushen, who was standing behind them, also made a move——

"Enoch!"

"Got it, hugin."

Under the eyes of everyone, the slender young man jumped onto the back of the huge crow nimbly. While the crow flew up, the bow and arrow in his hand were slightly aimed at the same direction as the wolf was aiming at. He used a Ordinary metal arrows, but only a person with excellent eyesight who has evolved into an archer at the second stage can notice that there is a small white light gathering at the front end of his arrow——

It is easy for ordinary people to mistake this for the luster reflected by the metal.

The silver arrow in the boy's hand shot out, smashing a certain snow-covered window with a "snap" and disappearing into the darkness. Amidst the strong wind, God Fu listened attentively, and faintly heard a small sound coming from the building. He groaned, he grabbed the crow's feathers and urged it to approach the window he shattered as fast as possible, smashed it completely with his elbow, and jumped in from the bird's back!

"God! Fuck! You learned gymnastics!"

While Xiaopang's distraught voice was mixed with the exclamations of other super soldiers, Fushen had already rolled into the building and landed on the corridor floor——

There was no light, and it was pitch black all around.

However, Fushen seemed to have a sense of it. After listening for a while, he walked towards a dark room without hesitation. Standing in front of the closed room door, he almost kicked the door open without hesitation. And broke in, the moment he entered that room, he felt something behind him pounced on his back and hugged his neck tightly, as if trying to wring his neck off——

However, Fushen would not have made such a reckless move if he had not prepared in advance.

There was a thin bloody smell in the air, and when he realized that the person lying on his back was inferior to him in terms of strength and height, he quickly took the initiative in the fight, easily turning over and putting the person on his back behind him. The person on the ground was thrown to the ground, and the person fell to the ground with a cry of pain. At the same time, Fushen was also slightly taken aback: the voice clearly sounded like that of a child.

His distraction for a second made the other party seize the opportunity, and the other party's sweeping leg attack on his knee made him shake violently unsteadily, and in a hurry, Fu Shen caught a glimpse of him who was thrown aside casually and used it before. arrows, blood-stained tips—

The enemy is wounded.

After realizing this, Fu Shen broke into a ball with him.

The two quickly scuffled.

The cloak on the kid didn't seem to restrict his movements, and he almost had the upper hand for a few seconds, but at this moment, the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer from outside the room and the roar of Xiaopang yelling at Fushen seemed to make him A little distracted, he kicked Fushen away and wanted to go out from a certain window in the room. Of course, Fushen would not let him run, so he struggled to get up enduring the severe pain in his lower abdomen, and grabbed the opponent's hand The collar took him back——

The man let out a beastly growl of "whoosh" while muttering "let me go" or something.

It took a few seconds for Fushen to feel that the voice was a bit familiar, and then he realized that the other party was speaking Chinese.

He was stunned for a moment and didn't want to understand what the hell was going on. With the reflection of the white snow outside, he dully noticed that the skin of the kid in his hands was white...

Regardless of the opponent's struggle, Fushen held his face, and forcibly turned his face to face her——

So the next second, unprepared, two pairs of almost identical black pupils looked at each other.

Both sides were slightly taken aback.

The one who was more surprised was probably Fushen——

He was so startled that he almost let go of the little devil he was holding: no matter how unselfish he was and didn't like to look in the mirror, he still remembered what he looked like since he was a child, and at this moment The kid who was being held in his hand at this moment clearly had the same face as Chu Mobai when he was seven or eight years old.