Liu Sheng and Zhao Xi, the members of the Demon Hunters that Hao Ren first met, the grievances formed when they first met have long since disappeared, and Hao Ren now treats them as adults: they are not friends, but they are also some The kind of friendship.
During the Corpus Rebellion more than a month ago, Yagyu and Zhao Xi, like other demon hunters, were urgently recalled to the North Pole by the headquarters to participate in the counterattack against the Presbyterian Order. Since then, no news has been heard from them. They may be supermen among ordinary people, but in the grand battle of Corpus, a demon hunter like this was just one of countless little soldiers fighting on the front line. Under the circumstances, their lives are not necessarily more stable than others.
During the Corpus War, Hao Ren was very busy, and after the war, he was busy sorting out a lot of prehistoric materials and disputes with aliens. He didn't suddenly think of the matter of Liu Sheng and Zhao Xi until now. Now that the civil war has ended for more than half a month, the new council and the demon hunters stationed in the Arctic region are busy rebuilding Corpus, and those field demon hunters gathered from all over the world have returned to their original lands. The residence of the demon hunters: The thousand-year foundation of the demon hunters cannot just be ignored. They must try their best to rebuild their power network in the present world.
So if Liu Sheng and Zhao Xi were still alive, they had probably already returned to this city.
Hao Ren came to the middle floor of the mall with the data terminal in his arms. With his good memory...in fact, it was the data terminal's navigation, he found the place where Zhao Xi used to work, the small mobile phone store. Standing in front of the counter was a short, fat girl, and another girl with freckles that Hao Ren vaguely remembered was working in the shop. Hao Ren stepped forward to inquire about Zhao Xi's situation.
"Zhao Xi? She hasn't come to work for two months." The freckled girl gave Hao Ren a strange look, frowned and thought for a few seconds before she realized, "Oh, by the way, you came here once before, I Why do you look familiar... Who are you, Zhao Xi? Could it be her boyfriend?"
The short and fat girl next to her answered bluntly: "No way, how can someone as cold as Zhao Xi have a boyfriend..."
"Uh, I'm not," Hao Ren waved his hands awkwardly. Then I was a little worried, "Zhao Xi hasn't come back yet? Don't you have any news?"
The short and fat girl shook her head vigorously: "No, she is mysterious. We don't even know where she lives. When I called her last month, I found that her mobile phone was turned off."
Hao Ren frowned, thinking about whether he should go to Hasselblad or Baihuo to confirm the list of surviving demon hunters, and at the same time casually asked about the whereabouts of the other person: "What about Liu Sheng? He came to work Is it?"
The freckled girl nodded when she heard Liu Sheng's name. But before she could speak, Hao Ren heard a vaguely familiar voice behind him: "Eh? Why are you here?"
Hao Ren turned his head and found that standing behind him was Liu Sheng. This senior witcher was still dressed in the same way as before, wearing a worn-out suit, a pair of decorative flat glasses, and a pair of not-so-bright glasses. The cheap leather shoes look like a small factory manager from a paper factory in an urban-rural fringe area, who will lose sight of everyone when he turns his face in a bustling shopping mall. He stood three meters away and looked at Hao Ren in a little surprise. Then he suddenly laughed: "I haven't seen you for half a month."
Hao Ren hurried over and murmured, "I haven't seen you in two months."
"Normal, last time we met you were leading a hundred thousand demons to storm the temple. I was lying on a stretcher to watch you fight, and I could see you. You couldn't see me," Liu Sheng smiled, rolling up his sleeves and showing his wrists , there is a dark red circumcision wound on the wrist, "and there is still a little commemoration - this hand just grew out ten days ago. Fortunately, it was only cut off by a knife at that time. If it was injured by a spell, I am afraid it will last forever If it doesn’t grow back, I won’t be able to go to work.”
Looking at this former "enemy", Hao Ren couldn't sum up all the emotions in his heart. In the end, he just smiled: "It's good to be alive. Where's Zhao Xi?"
"Zhao Xi? She..." Liu Sheng suddenly paused at this point, and then continued. "Also alive."
"Can I go and see her?"
Liu Sheng thought for a while, then nodded: "Come with me, I just happen to be able to get off work early today."
Liu Sheng and Zhao Xi lived not far away, and unlike what Hao Ren had guessed, the place chosen by the two demon hunters as their base was not a mysterious, gloomy corner, nor did it linger with a strange atmosphere. They lived not far from the shopping mall. In a residential area far away, both of them are on the top floor, neighbors across the door.
The big hermit hides in the city, and the place where they live in seclusion makes it impossible to see that it is the residence of a demon hunter.
"Living on the top floor, it's usually quieter," Liu Sheng led Hao Ren to his rented place. He first threw his things into his room, and then took out another bunch of keys from his pocket to open the door of Zhao Xi's room. , "It's just that the elevators here are always broken. Although it's not very tiring to climb the stairs, it's quite annoying."
"Are you two still buying a house in the city?" Hao Ren suddenly said this out of nowhere.
"How can it be, the house price is so expensive now," Liu Sheng replied casually, "We rented this house."
Hao Ren was taken aback: "You demon hunters are still short of money?"
Liu Sheng looked at him strangely: "Does a demon hunter have to be rich?"
"Um... I mean, you are more or less immortal. You have lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Even if you sell sweet potatoes, you should reach the pinnacle of your life." Hao Ren felt incredible. The big winner shouldn't be so miserable. Although there is no reason, he just thinks so, "At least you should have no problem buying a house like this."
Liu Sheng chuckled: "Then why are you renting all the houses over there?"
Hao Ren thought for a while, feeling speechless...
But he still thinks it’s unbelievable that a regional leader-level demon hunter like Yagyu needs to rent a house. After careful consideration, he thinks that this may be "attributed" to Vivienne: the Countess of the Poor Goddess dominates the country , even though she had abdicated from the position of the Fourteen Saints six thousand years ago, her residual divine power still spread to the entire Demon Hunter organization. Grassroots cadres are not so good...
At this time, Liu Sheng had already found the key to open the door, and he greeted the inside: "Zhao Xi, a guest is here."
Afterwards, no one answered, Liu Sheng directly let Hao Ren into the living room: "Come in, she can't entertain you."
Hao Ren walked into the house with a little curiosity. This is a very simple home, a small apartment with one bedroom and one living room. In the living room, there are only a few basic simple furniture, and Zhao Xi is sitting on the faded sofa. Today, she does not respond to someone entering the house.
Hao Ren immediately sensed that something was wrong with the other party. He walked forward, only to find that Zhao Xi was just staring at the opposite wall of the living room expressionlessly, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, blinking occasionally, but there was no focus in the pupils. He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhao Xi's eyes, who seemed to respond a little bit: she tilted her head slightly, but there was no other movement.
"Is this... the disease of leaving the soul?" Hao Ren thought of the residual symptoms of many demon hunters after the Battle of Corpus, those demon hunters who were trapped in the clock tower of the spirit world and the surviving elders This is the case, but Zhao Xi's situation is obviously more serious: it has been so long now, but she is still almost a vegetable!
"She was once caught in the bell tower of the spirit world. Although it wasn't long, she became like this after she came out," Liu Sheng sighed, "Oh, she is too weak, and I don't know when she will recover."
The degree of influence of the dementia depends directly on the spiritual strength of the victim. It only takes about a week for a powerful demon hunter like Hasselblad to recover from the state of dementia, while the weaker the demon hunter The more severely affected by the soul-leaving disorder. There is no doubt that Zhao Xi is a rather weak demon hunter - she is not even considered a veteran, she is just the most ordinary official hunter.
Therefore, Liu Sheng believes that Zhao Xi's current state is the result of the malignant dementia.
Hao Ren actually thought so at first, but just as he was about to leave in front of Zhao Xi, the data terminal suddenly popped out of his pocket: "Wait a minute! She doesn't seem to be suffering from dementia!"
Hao Ren was taken aback for a moment, and then realized something: his physical fitness seems to be working again
At this time, the data terminal had already circled around Zhao Xi's head several times quickly, and after sweeping it back and forth, it flew back with a "whoosh": "There is something in her soul, a very powerful thing!" (to be continued~ ^~)