I, Zhongli, Wander the World - Chapter 101

[… Later, the demon gods sought their positions, and chaos broke out. Although the immortals fought hard to protect, but the war was messy, Guiliyuan suffered from the melee, and the **** of dust died in it. 】

——《Stone Book Collection Volume 1》

This is destined to be a sleepless night.

The people who moved north from Tianheng have long been integrated with the inhabitants who originally belonged to Guili for several generations. They are accustomed to the guidance of the two gods, and they are used to the life of farming and farming in Guiliji. Now they have lost their land and home, and the original two gods have lost one of them forever.

Under the guidance of the immortals, people who still have spare energy searched for the supplies that were not washed away by the water all night, while the old and weak, women and children were temporarily placed on the high ground and rested temporarily in the temporary tents built by magic.

However, almost no one can fall asleep under these conditions, except for children who are still unaware.

With the faint light, Osamu Dazai watched from a distance that the girl who couldn’t find her mother was sleeping uneasy in the arms of the woman, and then turned around and walked out of the tent.

He found Chuya in the middle of the night raining on the top of a raised rock.

The umbrella made of ice crystals was held on top of his head, Dazai Osamu lightly flipped on the stone, and leaned slightly from behind to look at Nakahara Nakaya, who was sitting there without saying a word.

“If it’s windy and rainy like this, even a chimpanzee-like physique won’t be able to endure it, right?”

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up at him, “What, are you here to show off your ice attribute to me?”

“Yeah.” Dazai was arrogant.

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn’t quarrel with Dazai Osamu as usual. He held a cigarette between his fingers and said softly, “In this weather, I can’t even light a cigarette.”

“When did you learn to smoke, Zhongye?”

“It’s always been, just don’t smoke less.” The **** holding the cigarette moved slightly, and the soaked white cigarette was thrown into the night by Zhongyuanzhong, “At this time, I want to smoke but I can’t. “

The two fell silent again.

“Chakaya, this is not our world.” After a long time, Osamu Dazai said again.

“I know.” Zhongyuan Zhong also whispered, “But what can I do if I know?”

“Those people, Xiao Feng said a few days ago that he wanted to give me a butterfly specimen that he made by himself. Miss Fan Jin was still sharing with us yesterday the salty pickles she made by herself. Uncle Lei Yan was still there until he met the monster. Encourage those around you not to give up…”

“Now they’re all dead.”

Some died of floods, some of monsters.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took a deep breath, “Dazai, tell me, can you just stand by and watch with a cold heart on the grounds that it’s not our world?”

“…”

He can’t.

If he could stand on the sidelines, he would not have obtained the eye of God as a manifestation of will at that time.

“The affairs of this world have nothing to do with you. Even if you leave here, no one will say anything.”

The third voice sounded at this moment, and Nakahara Nakaya and Osamu Dazai turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw Morax, who appeared at an unknown time, standing quietly beside him, with a pair of golden eyes looking at him calmly.

Even after a major battle, His white robe was still neat, and even the hair tied behind his head was not messy. His back is as straight as ever, and it seems that whether it is the loss of a close friend or the displacement of his people, it is not enough for him to shake his strong nerves.

In addition to the colder eyes and deeper temperament…

He is still the **** who guides the people, the demon **** of the rock who kills decisively.

The two young people suddenly felt a sense of suffocation.

They don’t know how many immortals and gods have died in the thousand-year-old demon war. However, just from today’s pain, it is enough to give them a glimpse.

It was different from their previous experience. Not even the most tense situation ever experienced can compare to the unstoppable catastrophe in front of us.

It was not deliberately made by one or two people, but an inevitable tragedy under the general environment and the trend of the times.

If Morax has suppressed all negative emotions with such an attitude for thousands of years…

Something heavier was brewing in it, so that they couldn’t even speak for a while.

So Morax continued: “Five days later, the space in Minlin will have a weak gap again. I will send a clone to help you open the passage, so that you can return to the correct time.”

“Mr. Morax…” Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then said softly, “Let me take the liberty to ask, how long can that weakness last?”

Morax glanced at him, “Seven days.”

“I heard from the immortals that the people from Guiliji will be planning to move south to Tianheng Mountain tomorrow, and the journey will take about ten days.” Dazai Oji lowered his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face, “I think, at least I can accompany you. Walk the road and do what you can.”

“It can be considered as a reward for taking in this month.”

“Okay.” The black-haired **** said lightly as if it had nothing to do with him, turned and left without stopping, the white robe disappeared into the rain curtain of the night.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who had been silent for a long time, also opened his mouth, but finally closed it slowly.

The rock **** who leads his people needs no sympathy or weakness.

He put his hand on his heart, and then gradually tightened.

The second day was still rainy.

People packed up their remaining luggage, took a last look at the broken walls and ruins soaked in the flood, gathered into a silent team, and headed for Tianheng Mountain in the south.

There are fairy escorts all the way. The cranes flying in the sky work together to hold the net woven by the vines, lift up the still intact house, and the huge wings bring a little shade to the people who are walking in the rain below. The unicorn made its body bigger, and carried the wounded and the young and the old with limited mobility. The Xianlu and the Yaksha guards were on the outermost side, driving away the sporadic monsters that were approaching for the marching team.

However, even so, more suffering still needs to be endured by human beings themselves.

By the third day, the atmosphere was even more sluggish.

“Okay, that’s about it. If there is any recurrence, you can come to me.”

Zhongyuan Zhong also exhaled and withdrew the grass-green energy in his hands.

After this incident, his Grass Attribute God’s Eye didn’t know what had mutated. While summoning the grass vine, it also had the effect of dispelling poison and healing wounds. Although the effect was not very strong, he would treat the people in the team a little. Minor illnesses and disasters are enough.

Sending away the wounded who sincerely thanked him, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up to the sky again.

Among the tumbling dark clouds, a swimming dragon body occasionally passed through the cloud layer, and after breaking through the cloud layer for a moment, it disappeared again.

Morax, the Demon God of the Rock, appeared in his true form and roamed the sky, serving as both a beacon and a deterrent. At the same time, it is intended to provide spiritual support for the people traveling south.

but……

Looking at the silent team again, Zhongyuan Zhong couldn’t help sighing.

“You’re here, Zhongye.” A sincere voice sounded from the side, and Mark Hughes, who once again transformed into a bear and was busy in the team, was looking up at him.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who was full of thoughts, quickly cleaned up his mood, “Mr. Mark Hughes? Is there something wrong?”

“Don’t be nervous, take it easy.” Mark Hughes’ bear had a soothing smile on his face, stretched out his paws and handed a scented object to him, “You have been busy healing others just now, take a rest Eat something.”

“When you’re in a bad mood, eat something to get better.”

Zhongyuan Zhongya forced a smile on his face, took the food and thanked him.

It was a bun-like food with a beautiful print on the bottom. Take a bite, and the fragrant and sweet gravy suddenly bursts on the tip of the tongue. It also contains just the right amount of spiciness. With just one bite, the body quickly warms up, and even the mind is cleared in an instant.

Seeing that Zhongyuan Zhongyao’s face was getting better, Mark Hughes said with a smile: “There are many people in the team who have contracted the cold because of the moisture entering the body in the past two days, so I developed this package of spicy meat sauce. How much can help people get rid of cold.”

“……thank you.”

Mark Hughes found a fairly flat stone and sat down, then waved his stubby arms and patted the position beside him, indicating that Zhongyuan Zhong would also sit down.

The ochre-haired youth sat on the empty stone according to the words.

“Zhong is also confused?” Mark Hughes asked.

“…Well.” Even though Nian didn’t know the size of the demon god, Zhongyuan Zhong would not force anything. He looked at the busy but silent team from a distance, with a dazed look in his eyes that was not very rigorous.

“It wasn’t like this a few days ago,” he said in a low voice, “Actually… I’m not quite used to things like this.”

People who were once enthusiastic and happy were destroyed in an instant, lost their gods, lost their loved ones, and faced a complex and oppressive future with nowhere to go.

Mark Hughes looked at him, “Does Zhong also know how I was born?”

“Hey…?” Zhongyuan Zhong also uttered a syllable word with some doubts.

“I am the [Devil God of Stove] born from the collision of stones. In terms of closeness and understanding with humans, I am even more than [Devil of Rock] Morax.”

Mark Hughes laughed, “Zhongya, the people of Morax are not as fragile as you think. The people of the rock are like their gods, and even if they endure all kinds of hardships, they will always stand firm. rock.”

“Listen carefully, have you ever heard their singing?”

At first, it was just a simple melody.

The low humming melody echoed above the team, the tune was monotonous, but it contained a shallow sadness. Immediately afterwards, more and more people joined the singing team, the tune had lyrics, and the tune gradually changed from the previous sadness to excitement.

The southward marching procession sang, facing the heavy rain and the raging wind.

Zhongyuan Zhong also did not understand the language of this world at first, and the barrier-free communication was all due to the blessings Mr. Zhong Li left before he left. But now, listening to the lyrics that gradually converged into a torrent, he couldn’t understand it again.

He only felt that his whole body was getting hot, as if his blood was boiling for this incomprehensible song.

“That is the language of the devil, and it was taught to them in the end.” Mark Hughes said, “Even if you don’t understand it, even if it has disappeared between the heavens and the earth, the spiritual inheritance is engraved in the blood, and it will always be immortal.”

“No matter how many times they are defeated by fate, as long as their spirits are not overwhelmed, they will stand up in difficulties until they defeat the cruel fate and take control of their future.”

“This is human.”