The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

When the sound of the explosion resounded through the sky from the deep pit that resembled a crater, Naoya's slow back steps were stopped by a stagger.

He stopped on the spot, staring blankly at the cloud of explosion smoke rushing into the sky. He didn't know how to react for a while, he only knew how to think about Shier's back when he left, and everything else was blank.

And on the huge black-brown scorched earth, as far as the eye can see, there is no one there, and all the remaining people who stayed in the queue were all called by Shier to the crater, and their lives and deaths are still unknown.

What about Nasher?Naoya finally regained his composure, the first thing that came to his mind was whether Shire was okay.

Almost subconsciously, he wanted to run to the crater to find the trace of the other party, but in the next second, the words Shier just said sounded in his ears.

"Go southwest and don't look back."

The slightly hoarse and deep voice, like a sedative, eased Naoya's flustered mind a little. He took another deep look at the smoke that had not completely dissipated, and told him rationally that even if he went up now, Maybe it won't be helpful, and maybe it will add some unnecessary troubles.

Thinking of what Shier said before, Naoya clenched his fists, and finally made up his mind, turned around and walked towards the southwest.

Three years of almost uninterrupted martial arts training was at its best at this moment. Even after running at full strength for nearly half an hour, Naoya's speed did not show any signs of slowing down at all, but instead showed signs of increasing.

I just don't seem to know about it.

The sweat dripping from his forehead followed the track of the wind, slid down the road behind him, dripped into his dark shadow, and disappeared. Gradually, traces of scorched earth like melting asphalt could be vaguely seen on the road ahead, replaced by However, it is an ordinary dirt road, and there are even some weeds overgrown by the roadside.

The scorched earth has a clear boundary with it, as if it was blocked by some invisible barrier, with a sense of order inexplicably, not at all signs that can be caused by ordinary explosions or lava eruptions in the crust.

It’s just that Naoya, who is busy running and looking for Zhenwang at the moment, has no time to care about this subtle anomaly. In the scattered bushes in the distance, he vaguely saw some physical light similar to glass reflection, which is especially special in the almost uninhabited suburbs. unexpected.

Remembering what Zhen Wang said, the color of the body of the van is the most common silver-gray, and intuitively there is the hiding place of the car, so Naoya stabilized his mind and quickened his pace again.

But at the moment when Naoya was about to speed up, the shadow behind him seemed to sense something, and it twisted suddenly, like a deep dark tide condensing under his feet. When he raised his heel, it was like sticky Like greasy mud, it adhered to the sole of the shoe, and then slowly seeped into it.

At the same time, Naoya suddenly noticed that his ankle, which had already started to become acidic, seemed to suddenly relax a lot. After a while, it almost returned to the level when he first started running.

But he was only surprised for a moment, and he didn't think about it anymore. After all, this kind of thing was not unheard of in training before—the kind of long-distance running that has survived the most difficult stage, and then it will be much easier later, so now, He only thought that his stamina had improved to a higher level, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

After finally getting close to the bright light, as expected, a silver-gray seven-seater van caught my eye. Speaking of which, it was the first time for Naoya to see this car with his own eyes. The complex decoration structure is simple and low-key overall, which is very eye-catching.

Suddenly, the window of the driver's seat rolled down slowly, and a man wearing a light-colored hoodie, a high ponytail and a peaked cap was completely different from the past, and it could be called subversive Zhenwang, who appeared in Naozai unexpectedly. in front of you.

For a moment, Naoya was a little stunned.

For the past three years, Zhenwang in his impression has always been dressed in a kimono, with a traditional and classical gentleness. Because of the feudal atmosphere of the Buddhist temple, he always gave him a feeling that the other party traveled through the drama of the Great River era. come illusion.

Therefore, this is the first time Naoya sees Shinzo in modern clothes.

Dressed in a more neutral way, she appears to be very agile and energetic, and different from the lifelessness in the monastery, he can clearly feel that what Zhenwang reveals is the vigor and vitality that should belong to her age, even though there is only a little bit of it. , but in Naozai's eyes, he was completely separated from the Zhenwang in the Buddhist monastery.

"Master, hurry up and get in the car."

In the end, Zhen Wang blushed slightly, took the lead in breaking the silence, and said with a smile.

And Naoya just woke up like a dream, he answered twice in a daze, with embarrassment suddenly appearing on his face, and opened the co-pilot's door.

But seeing Naoya sitting firmly and fastening his seat belt, Zhen Wang waited for him to turn on the ignition and put it in gear, start the engine, and prepare to start the car.

Awakened by the vibration from the car starting, Naoya looked at Mamochi with some surprise, "Aren't we going to wait?"

Zhen Wang paused, nodded and replied, "Yes, young master, just in case, we can't stay here for too long, the location of the safe house is clear to Mr. Shi Er, and we will meet there later, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the accelerator to start the car, and sped out, raising a burst of smoke and dust. The resulting strong recoil even made Naoya feel a burst of tightness in his chest.

Is it really exciting to drive? Naoya sweated while holding his seat belt, probably because he hadn’t taken any transportation for a long time, and because of the uneven road section and the strong vibration of the car, he always felt that his stomach I was almost knocked out, and I felt like vomiting.

"Master, are you okay? If you feel uncomfortable, I can slow down." Noticing Naoya's discomfort, Zhenwang asked in time.

Naoya covered his mouth and waved his hands, resisting the nausea, and said weakly, "It's okay, the road is too steep, I just need to get used to it...By the way, how long can we get to the safe house?"

"There is still about an hour away from the safe house, and we will be on the road soon. Please bear with me a little longer. If it is really uncomfortable, I have some motion sickness medicine, which is in the trunk in front of you." After finishing speaking, really Wang still stepped on the brake lightly, and the speed of the car was slightly slowed down.

"You're even ready for this," Naoya sighed again at Zhenwang's thoughtfulness, found the motion sickness medicine in the white box, opened it, picked up the bottled water beside him, frowned and gulped down the medicine Belly.

And the car finally drove on the smooth road during this period, and it stopped shaking wildly.

Seeing that the road conditions have improved a lot, Zhenwang hurriedly seized the time to take a look at Master Naozai, seeing his pale face and furrowed brows, he couldn't help worrying, "Master, the car is much more stable now, after taking the medicine, put down the seat Take a rest, and I will wake you up when you get there."

"Hmm..." Naoya rubbed his brows and eyes, trying to relieve some discomfort, "Okay, the medicine seems to be getting better, I'll lie down first, and if there is anything to do, remember to wake me up immediately."

"Good young master, you should have a good rest." Zhenwang laughed softly, and at the same time played a gentle and elegant music like a breeze in the forest, lulling people to sleep.

Under the invisible comfort of the soft music, Naoya felt his eyelids became heavier and the receding scenery in front of his eyes gradually became more and more blurred. Finally, he fell into a dark and sweet dream.

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At the scorched earth crater.

The smoke cloud from the explosion finally dissipated, revealing the shattered ground, scattered gravel, a dozen broken corpses, and even broken arms and broken legs scattered around. A large amount of blood soaked the scorched ground, mixed with gunpowder smoke. There was an unpleasant smell floating in the air.

On the other hand, Shier stood on the edge of the deep pit, overlooking all of this with a cold expression, his eagle-like eyes scanned every corpse, and after confirming that it was correct, he jumped away.

In fact, even if there were one or two who were not completely dead, Shi Er didn't care at all.

Leaving aside the power of the bomb, even he, who was only standing on the edge of the deep pit to touch fish, was affected by the heat wave, and most of his clothes were soaked, not to mention those who were in the deep pit and the closest distance to the bomb; In such a wilderness where birds do not lay eggs, even if someone survived the explosion by chance, their injuries would certainly not be able to sustain the arrival of support.

What's more, who else can tip off the news now?himself?Shi'er grinned, with a blatant and undisguised viciousness. It has to be said that the loud explosion just now, although it made his ears hurt a little, was really pleasant to hear.

Thinking of this, Shi Er hummed a little song, turned around and left here in a very good mood, leisurely, without any anxiety.

However, after the aftertaste of pleasure brought by the explosion completely dissipated, his rationality gradually returned, and something was in his mind.Suddenly, he remembered Naoya's mournful little face before he left.

He clicked his tongue impatiently, but in the end he gradually quickened his pace—maintaining a high speed for a long run, which is not easy for a body strengthened by the sky and the curse.

And just about ten minutes after Shi Er left the deep pit, from the originally silent deep pit, from under the hill formed by stacking three or four corpses that had already turned into charred bodies, slowly wriggling, a bloody corpse crawled out. , something almost inhuman.

Or should I say, the vice-captain who stayed behind.

Even though he had already lost a leg and an arm, his face was covered with blood stains and scorched marks, and he was in a state of distress, but the hatred in his eyes was as real as it was, and the blood and dust turned into the most dazzling coat to wrap him, Like a demon crawling out of the flames of hell, he comes only for vengeance.

"Heh...haha, Zenyuan Shier...you didn't expect it!"

The vice-captain panted heavily, gritted his teeth and said the name he hated so much, and made a promise full of killing intent, "I won't, ha... I won't let you go!"

However, in the next second, the temperature around him suddenly rose sharply, and a hoarse and deep voice came from behind him, "...you are the one who disturbed my dream?"

The vice-captain froze all over, and wanted to turn his head in disbelief to see who the voice behind him was, but the next moment, he felt the pain coming from his body already full of pain. A more intense burning sensation.

Only then did he realize that his only remaining hand, which was still desperately trying to climb out of the deep pit, had already ignited a raging fire at some point.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The heart-piercing screams didn't last long, and then there was no movement at all, leaving only the coke-like corpses still burning. In the deep pit, the originally dark brown scorched earth melted again and turned into gorgeous hot magma. It flows slowly, and continues to spread towards the center, and there, at some point, there is a 'person' standing there.

Perhaps it should be said, the curse spirit.

The huge one-eyed eye that almost occupies the entire face, and the volcano-like hole above the head that is still emitting black smoke, all show its inhuman identity.

"It was hard to find a quiet place, and there was no peace...Humans are indeed inferior creatures that should be eliminated."

The curse spirit named clepsydra murmured in the surrounding lava and heat waves.

The sound of the damn explosion awakened it from the ground, and it was suffocated to get up. It urgently needed to vent its anger at this moment, but unfortunately, it had already killed all the people in this area, so it could only set fire to relieve its anger.

"It's not enough..." it murmured to itself, and after a while, a firm look gradually appeared in its eyes, and it murmured, "I still need a companion."