After binding the Yokohama Ancient God system

In the sight of Osamu Dazai, John in the group glanced back at the monitoring window behind him, and then turned his head to meet Osamu Dazai's gaze.

John's expression is no longer that easy.

His face was dazed and dull, and his blue eyes gradually lost their luster, becoming hollow and lifeless.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai quickly realized that something was wrong.

He raised his eyebrows, looked around the geographical environment with the sea on three sides, then raised his eyebrows, took out the walkie-talkie and sent a message to his companion on the other side.

"Kenji, don't come down yet; something is wrong now."

"Huh?" On the mountainside obliquely above the vehicle and Osamu Dazai, the boy in overalls and holding a twisted sign was stunned.

He stretched his head to look down. Due to geographical restrictions, he could only see the silver-gray van hood and the top of Osamu Dazai's head. He couldn't intuitively understand what happened below.

But even so, Miyazawa Kenji still obeyed Dazai Osamu's command, quietly curled up on the mountainside while holding the notice board in his hand that was half a body taller than him.

After about a minute and a half, John got out of the car.

"Uh..." Osamu Dazai looked at John who got out of the car, and his facial expression gradually became confused.

John got out of the car crying.

Not crying in the usual sense.

The boy whimpered softly, crying like a five or six-year-old child, with tears and snot mixed together, looking funny and pitiful.

"Dad, Mom... Daphne... Lofina..."

While crying, John carefully called his parents and the names of his two younger sisters in English.

His face was full of panic like a frightened bird, and then he cautiously moved towards Osamu Dazai without hesitation.

John didn't look back, he looked at Osamu Dazai with childlike trust, as if there was something behind him that could frighten him.

In the face of such things, Osamu Dazai has been promoted from an enemy to a trustworthy person.

"Uh..." Osamu Dazai remained silent, his faint mandarin eyes silently watching John's slowly advancing steps.

Every time John took a step forward, Osamu Dazai took a silent step back.

bump--

A heavy sonic boom sounded from behind Osamu Dazai, as if something heavy had fallen behind him, kicking up a cloud of dust with a radius of three to four meters.

Before the dust dissipated, Zhong Yuanzhong also came out of the smoke with a grim and grim face.

His whole body was covered with red light, the corners of his dark clothes and orange-red hair fluttered behind him, and his pair of blue eyes were astonishingly bright.

"John Steinbeck?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the young man who was about to cry in front of him with dead eyes, and asked coldly.

"It's best not to act rashly now. There is something wrong with the carriage behind him. I suspect that there are psychic users of unknown organization hidden in it."

While talking, Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to stop Chuya Nakahara's progress.

"Uh..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also heard the words, and his expression gradually became stiff.

His blue eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps, slowly drifting to Osamu Dazai.

"What do you mean?"

Chuya Nakahara stared at Dazai Osamu, and asked.

"Didn't you say that pomelo apricot will be transported by them this route? What kind of psychic? Is it pomelo apricot in it?"

The orange-haired man's face became more and more terrifying. He looked at Osamu Dazai in front of him blankly, and then at John Steinbeck who was walking towards him, his ice blue eyes gradually filled with a gloomy look. Killing intent.

Dazai Osamu: "Chuya, there is Yuxing in it, and there are people with psychic abilities in it, these two points are not in conflict."

The black curly-haired man looked back at Nakahara Nakaya, his face did not have the usual playful or casual smile.

On the contrary, he is quite serious now.

"Don't come here again, Mr. Steinbeck."

Osamu Dazai yelled loudly in John's direction.

"Is Shangjiangzhou Youxing in the back compartment? Don't play dumb, answer my question."

john "..."

The blond boy looked aggrieved at the two East Asian men in front of him.

Then, he tore off his hat and threw it on the ground like a child having a temper tantrum; he burst into tears!

"There's a monster in it! The monster ate my friend!"

He cried and yelled loudly, sat cross-legged on the ground with broken jars, and rolled around——

"I will never go to heaven after my death! I will never see my holy Lord!"

"I will be taken to heaven and earth, and they let me plant ten thousand vines next to the golden temple! My grapes will use my flesh and blood as nourishment to grow!"

John Steinbeck cried and wiped his tears sadly, and the last few words almost screamed out.

"In the days to come, I will witness them drinking the blood wine made from my grapes and carnivaling in the golden palace!"

"Uh..." Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya looked at John talking madly opposite them with serious expressions.

His state of mind is obviously very wrong.

What kind of heaven and earth and golden palace are they talking about a bunch of messy words.

"Who told you these words?"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and asked calmly.

"Uh..." John Steinbeck was silent for a moment.

He covered his face with his hands, revealing the piercing blue eyes from between his fingers, staring blankly at the two people in front of him.

After a long time, he showed a expectant and distorted smile.

"It was Shangjiangzhou Youxing who told me."

"She said—she's going to be born soon."

"Ah!!" The faces of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya showed a look of shock and confusion at the moment when John Steinbeck's words just fell.

Then, they slowly moved their eyes to the position of the van compartment.

"Pomelo apricot?"

Nakahara Chuya murmured and walked towards the carriage.

"Chuya! Don't!"

Osamu Dazai was taken aback for a moment, and immediately yelled at him sharply, holding Chuya Nakahara firmly with his arms!

Qatar -

The carriage door opened, and the two of them were taken aback for a moment, instead of struggling and holding back, they both looked in the direction of the van.

"Whoa whoa-"

John screamed strangely, his nose was running, and he crawled away.

The carriage first shed a pool of scarlet and glaring blood, and a woman staggered out of the carriage, all in red.

Her eyes were closed tightly, and her whole body seemed to be swimming back from a sea of ​​blood.

Zhong Yuanzhong also remembered the suit of clothes she was wearing. It was the pure cotton lady's white nightgown that he sent his men to buy last night.

But now, that flawless white nightdress had turned a crimson crimson that was terrifying and disgusting.

Just like the off-the-shoulder red dress when he saw Youxing.

"Pomelo apricot?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at the woman in front of him who was bleeding profusely, his mind went blank for a moment, and he only knew to read her name.

Injuried?

wrong.

Why is this happening?

Obviously Dazai agreed, nothing will happen to her.

"Pomelo apricot!"

Cold sweat slid down Nakahara Chuya's forehead. He looked at Shangjiangzhou Yuxing who was in a terrible mess, and reflexively wanted to rush forward to wake up the woman with closed eyes!

"Chuya... don't go there!"

He had just taken two steps forward when a huge force behind him dragged him back.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked back blankly.

He saw Osamu Dazai's face was pale, and there was a steady stream of blood flowing from under his nose and from the corner of his mouth.

Dazai Osamu was like a pale fish belly, his whole body was almost faded, and his eye sockets were dying gray and yellow.

Under Zhongyuan Zhongye's horrified gaze, he spit out blood.

It's not just blood.

This red color is viscous and thick, and there are countless pink and white baby snake bodies mixed in it.

They were spit out by Da Zaizhi, and the moment they fell on the ground, they scattered and crawled towards the grass.

"asshole!"

Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai's body collapsed like a broken bamboo.

He froze for a moment, his blue eyes fixed on Osamu Dazai.

When Dazai Osamu's head was about to touch the hard ground, Nakahara Chuya quickly hugged him.

"Bastard! Mackerel! Osamu Dazai!"

Nakahara also roared out of composure, he looked at Osamu Dazai with his eyes fixed, as if struggling unwillingly before dying.

The orange-haired man didn't hesitate, he immediately called the Armed Detective Agency with trembling hands!

"Armed Detective Agency! Call Yosano Akiko to the coastal road! Osamu Dazai is going to die!"

The moment the phone was connected, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care who was on the other side, and he finished talking in one go.

Got it, we'll be there in 5 minutes!

On the other end of the phone, a steady man's voice came, and then the phone was hung up by Zhong Yuan.

"Uh..." The man took a deep breath, and looked at Shangjiangzhou Youxing with red eyes.

"Wake up...Youxing..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said tremblingly.

A strange smile appeared on the woman's bloody cheeks.

She picked up the silver knife and stabbed her face one after another.

The beautiful skin is gradually ruined under the sharp knife.

Under the skin is a scarlet and delicious fleshy thing.

"Uh..." Zhongyuan Zhong also stared intently, his whole body seemed to be pierced by a bucket of ice.

"Stop it... stop it!"

"You're crazy! What the hell are you doing!"

Chuya Nakahara wanted to get up and rush over, but Osamu Dazai, who was still breathing behind him, dragged his legs tightly - Chuya Nakahara's body lost his balance instantly, and his forehead fell heavily on the ground!

He had no strength at all.

Weak as a small animal that can be crushed to death.

"Uh..." Nakahara was also dazed, his hands resting on the ground stiffly, and he looked back at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai was panting hard, the lower half of his face and the snow-white neckline were covered with blood.

He stared at Nakahara Chuya with wide eyes, grasped him instinctively, and shook his head.

"Short...don't go..."

Central Plains Chuya "..."