I, Zhongli, Wander the World

"A body without a soul."

The boy said so.

The people in gray robes had a momentary commotion because of these words, but they quickly calmed down.

The process was swift and silent, without even the need for instructions from the leader, as if the prohibition had been etched into their bones.

The leader stepped forward slowly, and every step on the gravel made a "click" sound, the moonlight cast his shadow on the ground, and as he approached, the slender black inch by inch. Hairy teenagers are shrouded in it.

"Dazai-kun..." A trembling voice came from behind, but the voice of an ordinary person was so frightened that he almost slumped down, but he still firmly protected the child in his arms.

The explosion and attack came so suddenly, if it wasn't for the amulet that was entrusted by her husband not to leave, several of them would have been buried under the rubble by now. Even so, when the group of thugs appeared, it was the young Dazai Osamu with a gun in the front.

As soon as Kotoin gritted her teeth, she was about to step forward to bring Dazai Oji back.

"Please don't move over there, ma'am." The young man's clear voice sounded, with some kind of peaceful comfort, "Just take care of Xiaohui, don't worry, he won't come in."

The leader who had come to the front supported the substantial transparent shield, and his tall body slowly bowed down, regardless of the spear in Dazai Osamu's hand that was always pointing between his eyebrows, and adjusted to the closest distance that he could approach.

He whispered something.

Dazai's eyes widened slightly.

After speaking, the leader stood up, raised his hand and raised his gun at the moment of turning around, and shot a shot at a seemingly empty corner.

Blood splashed, and the power user who had been hiding in the corner screamed and fell to the ground with his eyes open.

Qin Yin held Hui tightly in her arms, daring not to let the child see this **** scene.

The men in grey evacuated as quickly as they came.

Dazai Osamu didn't put the gun down. He seemed to shoot several times at the steel bars on the ruins in the opposite direction. The cement board that lost its load-bearing height suddenly fell down, mercilessly burying the enemy hidden in the ruins. among the rubble.

"Tsk, it's like locusts." Osamu Dazai lowered his arm, which was shaking slightly from the recoil, and cursed in a low voice.

It was also at this time that the rescue from the beach finally arrived.

"Qinyin! Hui!" The Chanyuan Jier jumped off Xia Youjie's curse spirit and rushed forward. The jade shield provided by the amulet did not prevent him from entering. The man hugged his family almost instantly.

Dazai Osamu also threw himself into Zhongli's arms when he finally found an adult.

"Mr. Zhongli!" He said loudly with a crying voice, rubbing against Zhongli's shoulder like a little animal seeking comfort.

Looking at this chaotic scene, Tenten Riko squeezed the corner of her clothes uneasily, only to be slapped by Gojo Satoru on the top of her head.

"Don't think about it, now is not the time to tangle." He whispered.

When they were rushing here just now, they solved three more enemies, including two magicians and one ability user. At this speed of encountering enemies, I am afraid that the entire Okinawa island has no safe place.

"I want to take them away. - Although I want to say that, at this time, separation will make it easier to be attacked." Zen Yuan, who comforted his family, glanced at Tian Riko blankly, even from the very beginning. I expected this to happen, and it was quite annoying when it actually happened.

It has been proved that it is not feasible to stay away from the star slurry to avoid the attack, so we can only walk together, let the high presence of the target Nichi Riko cover the ordinary person Kotone and Megumi, and share the pressure like the darkness under the lamp. Going out is more secure than separating.

"The top priority now is to get out of here." Xia Youjie, who put away the curse spirit, said, "But the enemy can even break through the defense lines of the juniors, and they are skilled in using explosives... I personally don't think taking public transportation is a good idea. options."

Zhong Li suddenly said: "If you don't give them time to do something, even if there is explosives, it will be useless."

Gojo Satoru sensed something, his eyes lit up, "You mean..."

Half an hour later, a brand-new off-road vehicle galloped down the road to the southernmost coastline of Okinawa.

"I still don't think it's good to break the glass and rob other people's stores," said Xia Youjie, who had no conscience.

"What is robbery, I clearly left the card in the store." Gojo Satoru corrected his words dissatisfied, "The bushes next to the street sign in front, this time it's up to you."

The small magic spirit rose from the hood, galloped into the bushes, and flew back a few seconds later when the bodies staggered, with a gluttonous look on its ugly face.

The Zen Yuan who was driving the car suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the two high school students suddenly had no intention of quarreling.

"Sorry, there are trigger traps," he said insincerely.

Tian Tian Riko sat and looked to the right, and finally couldn't help dragging Zhong Li next to him, closing his eyes and resting, "Mr. Zhong Li, can your method really work?"

After speaking, she added in a panic: "I'm sorry, I'm not doubting you, but after all... it's too bizarre."

That method doesn't sound like a human being can do it.

Zhongli opened his eyes and turned to look at the uneasy girl.

Instead of wondering if she could do it, she was worried about the serious consequences of the trouble she had caused.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie were obliged to protect her, but not the group of Shi Er who were accidentally involved in the Chanyuan, nor were Zhong Li and Osamu Dazai from her point of view.

"No need to worry." Zhong Li said, "No matter what, I will send you out safely."

"It's not your fault. If you really want to find a reason, it's just greed and greed. The so-called star slurry is also a pretext."

Sounds like a description of those mercenaries.

Dazai Osamu looked up at Zhongli and said nothing.

But in just a few minutes, the car with the accelerator at the bottom quickly drove to the southern coast, galloping towards the sea without reducing its speed, and it was about to rush into the sea.

"Mr. Zhongli!"

Zhong Li, who was not wearing a seatbelt, jumped off the speeding off-road vehicle. The hem of his clothes was blown up by the fierce wind. His feet on the ground rubbed out ravines on the sand with inertia, but his movements were not affected. , the five-fingered right hand slapped firmly on the ground.

Under the ground that cannot be penetrated by the naked eye, a large number of rock elements flow with the leylines, obeying the mobilization of the rock **** and sprinting towards the sea full of water elements. The coral reefs under the sea vibrate violently and grow upwards. Forcibly on the sea "grown" a road extending to the southwest, with no end in sight.

The off-road vehicle that was about to enter the sea drove steadily on the road made of rocks and reefs, and drove forward without looking back, and behind the car, all the road that had been driven collapsed into the most primitive after a few seconds. element pattern.

"'After driving more than 300 kilometers from the sea, you will arrive at Miyako Island, and take a flight from Miyako Airport there.'" Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in the car, repeated Zhongli's words in a low voice, his eyes widening at the endlessly extending stone road.

Move stones to cast bridges and divide the sea to pave roads.

This is an unquestionable miracle that exists in this world.

"Then, this matter is over, it's time for the next one."

Zhong Li clapped some gravel on his hands, and turned to look at the people in gray robes who were surrounding him.

The leader took off his hood, revealing his hidden face.

Andre Gide looked at the man in front of him excitedly.

"You, you really are..."

The fault is indeed not entirely on Riko.

If the people who come here are just chasing and killing the people from Xingpu, Zhong Li can let these people make a scene on the premise of protecting the mother and son of Koto and Dazai. He only needs to take appropriate action to achieve the purpose of this trip.

——Draging the journey of the astral body, attracting enough attention, so that Blessed Yingchi has enough time to rectify the high-level magic circles who have put their eyes on this side.

But these gray-robed people, these mercenaries named "mimic", they obviously didn't come for Tianlizi.

Tian Riko is worried about getting innocent people into trouble, but she doesn't know that the enemy this time is not as simple as chasing and killing.

Zhongli recalled the words that Osamu Dazai conveyed in his ear while hugging.

"'Please make me an instrument of your peace'."

Those are the words recited repeatedly in the French Peace Prayer, which means to pray to make yourself a peace messenger of the gods and to spread the idea of ​​peace in the world.

But from a group of outlaws, its meaning is extremely ironic.

And the last sentence of this prayer is—

"Because when we lose our lives, we gain eternal life."

Gide faced the **** and raised his gun reverently like a believer, "I'll beg the gods for forgiveness of death."

The wandering spirits who have lost their beliefs start a war that is sure to be defeated, trying to force the gods to impose sanctions and give themselves the honor of dying in battle.

How arrogant.

"Cough, cough, cough."

A weak cough sounded from the room.

"Ah, Ning Ren, are you feeling uncomfortable again?" The woman outside hurried in, patting her son's back worriedly.

The Kamonin took a breath with a wry smile and said, "I'm fine, mother, it's just that my throat is a little itchy."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and then said nervously: "You have to take good care of your body, Ningren, your brother Yaren was just removed from the Kamo family a while ago, and you got this strange disease after that mission, we here. There is only one gifted child like you, so don't let it happen again..."

A trace of impatience flashed in Kamaoning's eyes, but he still bowed his head obediently and let the woman wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The handkerchief was wiped from the fresh sutures on his forehead.

There were sudden footsteps in the corridor outside the house, and then the shoji door was pulled open, and a serious-looking man stepped in from the outside.

"Oops, Hiroyuki..."

"You go out first." Kamo Hirosuke interrupted his wife's flower directly, without even looking at her, as if she was a dispensable domestic servant.

The pale-faced woman got up quickly and walked out of the house without daring to say a single extra sentence.

The door was pulled.

The next second, the man who had been tensed up suddenly became frightened.

"Ningren. 'Window' sent back a report that the energy fluctuations on the Okinawa side suddenly became violent, and the extent of its spread even exceeded Gojo Satoru's full-strength [Cang]."

"Cough cough, isn't this very good?" The Kamonin coughed twice, covering his mouth, "The sight of those forces that intend to be detrimental to the star slurry will be blocked by the movement over there, and the backup star slurry on the other side will be blocked. The body can take this opportunity to reach the Xingxing Palace, isn't it what you expected?"

Kamo Hirosuke swallowed, "However, this time the incident is too big, and some people are afraid that they can't handle it, and the official side has begun to put pressure on us to calm down this matter as soon as possible..."

"Then try your best to cover it up." The Kamonin said coldly, "If you can't do this well, how can you manage the entire magic world?"

The color of greed flashed in his eyes, remembering how much benefit his sick and weak son brought to the family, Kamo Hirosuke finally gritted his teeth, "You are right, Ningren. The affairs of Lord Tianyuan are more important than these external affairs. If it's important, I'll arrange it right now."

The shoji door closed again.

"Cough! Cough-cough-cough!"

Sitting alone in the quilt, the Kamonin couldn't bear it any longer, covering his mouth with a handkerchief and coughing violently.

"Cough, vomit..."

The young man retched and spat out a few stones mixed with blood clots, and the snow-white handkerchief was instantly soaked in blood.

"The mimic group really restrained the troublesome god." He murmured with a grim expression, "Next, it's the astral body kid who will deal with it."

"I hope 'they' can be more reliable."