The sky and the earth were covered with dark clouds. Lightning flashed like a blue dragon through the clouds, occasionally hitting the ground and connecting with the lightning rods on the tall buildings. Looking at it from a distance, one could not help but shiver in the spine...
Yes, the night has fallen, but it is only this night that an indescribable terror spreads, as if it would not be satisfied until it has corroded everything.
This fear was so clear to humans with high intelligence that Wu Qian's hair stood on end unconsciously.
Because there were so many people in the restaurant that it was about to burst, Xu Zhe and others could only eat on the third floor.
Looking sideways, I could still see the evacuation convoy, which had almost all left the city. Did everyone's race against time seem to have won a little
Because it was one of the few restaurants on the evacuation route, no matter how simple its decoration was, no matter if there were bugs mixed in the food, this restaurant's business was still so good that the chef was exhausted...
"Xu Zhe, do you feel it?" Wu Qian asked solemnly from the seat opposite. The clear fear in the air made her feel particularly uncomfortable, but Xu Zhe seemed to feel nothing at all.
"It's almost time, the banquet of the hundred ghosts is about to begin... but now is not the time for them to release their demonic aura... It's that bastard Yaqi, his aura alone..." Xu Zhe picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea into his plastic cup, his tone calm.
"When you find out that there is no one in the city, will those monsters harm citizens in other surrounding cities?" This is the question that Haozi has been worried about but has not asked.
"Yeah, if that's the case, all our work would be in vain." Tiechui also reacted.
"Their purpose is not to kill people. They want to find a sword called Xuanyuan in the city. It is a magical weapon left in the world since ancient times. And now, this weapon is sleeping somewhere in this city. In order to rescue the nine-tailed fox sealed under the Killing Stone in Japan..." Xu Zhe slowly stated the absolute secret of heaven. Such frankness contained unknown meanings.
"Is this what you have been hiding in your heart?" Wu Qian had a bad feeling. It seemed that when she knew all of Xu Zhe's secrets, he would no longer be the partner she knew...
"Not only that, I have already made an agreement with the gods in heaven to help them find this magic weapon, so that I can meet 'Xue'er..." This familiar yet unfamiliar name touched everyone's heartstrings, and something sad spread in everyone's heart.
"Sure enough, you still haven't given up... Eight years have passed, even if you never give up..." Haozi sighed lightly, feeling helpless.
"Give up what?" Wu Qian didn't understand.
"In fact, the boss told us early on that Xu Zhe joined the Paranormal Investigation Division just to find Xue'er's soul..." Tiechui didn't want to mention this matter...
"That's right. Although I hate those high-handed guys, they are the only ones who can let me see the people I want to see." Xu Zhe moved his teapot in front of the others and filled the empty cups of his companions one by one. For the first time, his eyes were gentle and heartbreaking. "It's impossible for me to forget that person. The memories of her are like someone carved into my bones with a knife. Every time when the night is quiet, the scenes will appear before my eyes.
I owe her not only a thank you, but also my life...
Therefore, I must get the Xuanyuan Sword..."
"Can you find it by yourself?" Haozi could almost see what Xu Zhe was planning.
"Indeed, I can't do it. But the Hundred Demons of Yagi will help me... With such a large lineup, they must know where the sword is. The only thing I have to do is to snatch it from their hands." His calm tone felt so relaxed, as if Xu Zhe was talking about something as simple as eating.
"Are you crazy? !!!! Do you really think you are Superman? You don't even have enough lives to give away!" Wu Qian couldn't bear it any longer, she slammed the table and roared.
"It doesn't matter. For someone who only has one year to live, isn't it more important to fulfill your wish?" Only at this moment, Xu Zhe's faint smile was filled with sadness.
Standing in the distance, Wu Qian didn't know what words could make the man in front of her change his mind, nor did she know what kind of person could make this man happy...
"So let's say goodbye here. You go back to the headquarters and report to the boss. If Mu Ming wants to question your responsibility, just put the blame on me. Without evidence, he can't do anything to you..." Xu Zhe stood up and walked towards the exit of the building.
When passing by Wu Qian, Xu Zhe paused for a moment...
"I'm sorry, I can't do anything for you, and I don't know what to do. If there is any feeling between us, let it end here..." The silent words were like a sharp knife, cutting through everything called bond.
In the direction Xu Zhe is going, any concern can lead to death.
Xu Zhe left, disappeared from everyone's sight, and spent 50,000 to buy an old motorcycle from the restaurant owner. Carrying the golf bag that had always been with him, he stepped on the accelerator, shuttled between the traffic, and rushed towards the city covered with dark clouds.
Standing there, Wu Qian couldn't say anything because the person who wanted to listen was no longer there.
Only the fluid in my eye sockets blurred my vision...
Why do I feel so sad? Obviously, we didn't have any relationship, we were just working partners. This relationship should have ended the moment Xu Zhe was fired...
Why was it so painful now? Because of Xu Zhe's cold words? Because of his suicidal look? Because of his calmness when we parted
"It's time for us to go back and report what happened to the boss..." It was Haozi who made the decision first and left the table which was empty of any dishes.
"You guys go back!" Wu Qian suddenly turned around and rushed down the stairs at the fastest speed in her life. "How can we watch him go to his death? We must not let him show off!"
"Hey!" Tiechui wanted to pull it, but Haozi grabbed him first.
"Forget it. Their affairs are not our business." The sixteen-year-old Haozi seemed to be more sensible than Tiechui.
"But if you're not careful, you might really die!" Tiechui didn't want to joke about human life.
"Don't worry, even though Xu Zhe is so heartless, he will never stand by and watch his companions die. His understanding is completely wrong. Only those who have no concerns will give up the desire to live. Only when they have concerns will they understand the meaning of living. Let Wu Qian be the reason for his concern..." A faint smile naturally emerged at the corner of Haozi's mouth.
He ran out of the busy restaurant and jumped into the blood-red Beetle. There was no way back, but there were farmlands stretching along the road. He didn't care whether he was driving an off-road jeep or not. He turned the front of the car and rushed down the farmland, speeding up on the muddy road and chasing after Xu Zhe.
In the city, the sound of Yaqi's footsteps seemed to be heard thousands of miles away in the silent environment.
Walking on the empty streets, I did not feel sorry for the deserted scene, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of my mouth.
"Sir, the time has come..." Looking at the gradually brightening street lights, the boy who had been following silently behind him reminded softly.
"Really? Then let's begin our feast, the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons. Let's begin..." He gently raised one hand and pointed a finger straight to the sky.
In an instant, with a finger as the center, a ray of white light that cut through the night sky shot into the sky and disappeared into the dark clouds.
The quiet dark clouds suddenly became agitated, and countless blue dragon lightning bolts struck the earth. For a moment, thunder and lightning echoed in every corner of the city.
The wails of ghosts followed, and the earth was torn apart by pairs of huge hands. The monsters that had been buried for a long time roared and rushed out from the cracks.
This is a city abandoned by the gods. It is a horrible place that is no longer habitable for humans.
Various monsters ran through the city, looking for any living creatures to devour. Unfortunately, a large number of citizens had already been evacuated from the city by Xu Zhe, and the only things that could satisfy the hunger of these hungry monsters were some wandering ghosts in the air.
Some local monsters in the original place also became targets of siege...
Although faint screams echoed over the city, most of the monsters still had nothing to eat.
At this moment, a figure rushed into the lifeless city. His appearance undoubtedly gave these monsters a shot of stimulant.
The rich spiritual energy and the fragrance of flesh and blood are simply a temptation that can take one's life.
Compared with those humans who eat on the street, Xu Zhe's level is like a French meal.
An anxious atmosphere spread among the monsters, and more and more ghosts gathered in his direction.
Some of the running animals started fighting for the food that had not yet reached their mouths.
"The guy who didn't listen to others' advice finally came back..." Yaqi's sigh came from the deepest part of his heart, with a feeling of futility.
However, Xu Zhe stepped on the accelerator of the motorcycle to the limit and rushed towards Yaqi's position.
At the same moment, in a country temporarily forgotten by God - the Vatican, the white-haired girl stood in front of the Pope's Palace, silent.
I looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky, and the time had come. I naturally untied the hairpin, and my long snow-white hair fell behind me, smoother than any shampoo advertisement.
The beautiful girl attracted the guards standing on both sides of the gate. They should have stood still like wooden stakes, but they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
No wonder, Ning was wearing a tight black leather bodysuit, which wrapped her curvy body like a sculpture. The high-heeled leather shoes made her 1.60-meter-tall figure look extremely tall.
Taking the slowest steps possible, Ning walked straight to the tightly closed steel gate.
"Sister, this is not a place you can come to." The soldiers on both sides had a reason to move and dissuaded in standard English.
Ke Ning acted as if she didn't understand at all. She gently raised a slender hand and pressed it on the steel door.
Before the soldier could issue a second warning, the huge door was suddenly covered with snow-white, transparent ice, and it was as cold as being in the heart of the Arctic.
Without any effort, just a breeze, the steel door collapsed in an instant. Countless crystal fragments fell in all directions, like a drizzle of diamonds.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here..." Ning's voice was very soft, but the soldiers around her heard it. The biting cold made them stand still, not daring to get close to the girl.
As if nothing had happened, he stepped on the ice and snow fragments on the ground and walked into a land that only loyal servants of God could enter.
Many tourists on the street outside the door raised their cameras and DVs to film, as if they were watching something exciting.
It was not until the fierce gunfire rang out that they realized how fragile life was and they fled screaming.
The power of a person, or a demon, shook the holy land of a Catholic sect.
The law that God has abandoned mankind has become clearer, but humans will still take up weapons out of their instinct for survival.
Many white-clad guards rushed out of the palace, holding modern guns in their hands. The cardinals who came out later only held crosses and Bibles in their hands, chanting spells to exorcise demons.
"Shoot!" No one knew who shouted, but the sound of shooting suddenly became a series, echoing in the sky above this religion, like a mockery of God.
"Poor human..." Ning sighed, and while sighing he still raised one hand, with five fingers spread out as if he was shooting at something.
These metal blocks seemed to have heard her voice, and all of them froze in the air when they were less than three meters away.
After a round of shooting until the magazine was empty, everyone realized at a loss that something was wrong, but they dared not delay in changing the bullets.
It's a pity that they didn't have the chance to continue shooting...
Countless suspended bullets were covered by solid ice and turned into ice cones, which suddenly accelerated and shot in the opposite direction.
The shooters were pierced like persimmons, and every icicle nailed to the wall was dyed blood red.
"It's time to see how to find what I want..." He calmly took out the transaction scroll from behind him and stepped into the Pope's Palace.