In the city of Haha, located at the northernmost tip of the motherland, a black off-road vehicle drove across a snow-covered road and drove into a jungle on private property. This jungle is called "Simba" and was designated by the Underworld Bureau for the Hidden World of Ten Thousand Demons.
It is a designated private area that prohibits all humans and even investigators from the Underworld Bureau from entering. In the center of the forest is the habitat of more than a dozen 800-year-old martial arts monsters.
If you want to hide someone from the eyes and ears of the Underworld Bureau, Simba is the best place you can think of. There are towering pine needle trees here, each one is as thick as a person's arms, and the height is only about 1 meter.
.There is a snow season here for more than 6 months every year. Even in the sweltering summer, the temperature here does not exceed 10 degrees.
The off-road vehicle parked in the middle of the Simba forest. Next to it was a corridor made of pine wood, leading to a unique tree house built on the hillside.
The heavy snow last night covered the corridor, but it didn't matter. Bi Fang led the way, and the snow melted quickly where she walked, and there was not even a wet vapor left on the surface of the wooden corridor.
The owner of this trip, Xie, personally gave the principal astrological poems and pushed a wheelchair behind him. The tree house Xie prepared was 10 meters above the ground, with six big trees sharing the pressure. The area was as big as a villa.
Push the door and enter the room. There is a stove, a kitchen, a bathroom, and all daily necessities.
"Do you like it?" he asked with a hideous smile.
"Better than I imagined." Astrology Shi pushed the wheelchair to the window, opened the window, and faced the snow-capped mountains outside, which was extremely beautiful.
"I thought you could see everything here by predicting the future, instead of just imagining it out of thin air." Bifang clicked his fingers and lit the fireplace.
"Don't test my abilities. Life will be uninteresting if you know too much about the future. So before I receive a gift, I will not peek into what the gift is. Surprises are a luxury for me." Astrology
Shi turned the wheelchair and said, "Since you gave me a gift, I'll give you a gift too.
The election for the president of the Ten Thousand Demons Hidden World Society is at a fierce stage. Your No. 2 candidate, the God of Plague Yujiang, is indeed extremely powerful, but it is still difficult to win the election. Candidate No. 1 Jiufeng and candidate No. 6 Xiqu are both
Strong competitor.
Jiufeng's weakness is that she has an illegitimate child with a human, the address of which I will text you later; Xiqu has claustrophobia and is most afraid of the dark. Asking someone to turn off the lights during a campaign speech will have unexpected effects.
"
"You know, me helping you is equivalent to officially becoming the enemy of the Underworld Bureau. Once Wu Zhu finds out, it is not a crime that can be solved by just saying sorry. Is it really enough for you to just tell me these gossips?
?" Xie sat on the sofa and stretched out. He hadn't been to his vacation cabin for a long time.
"I know what you want to know. The future is not a permanent and dead thing. Like destiny, it has countless speed changes. What you see this second may change in the next second. It is constant.
There are only 'catastrophes'... The so-called calamities, also known as 'heavenly tribulations', are the facts arranged by heaven and cannot be changed. No matter how you escape, the catastrophe will eventually come.
Human beings think of natural disasters and like to call it ‘the end of the world’, so that’s probably it.” said the popular astrology poem.
"I don't believe that there are unbreakable catastrophes in the world. It's hard for monsters to survive, fratricide kills each other, practitioners' laws, gods and demons reject each other, and we face catastrophes every day of our lives." He said firmly.
"No, the Heavenly Tribulation is not as simple as a blue thunder striking down, surviving it and then ascending, or kneeling down and dying. It is the foundation of destiny, that is, a person, a thing, and the end of an era.
In the process of running, of course you can speed up and surpass, you can fall down and get up again. The misfortune you think you have is actually just twists and turns. If you survive, you will get a sense of accomplishment. Of course, you can also be conceited. If you give up, the end of life will be earlier.
However, the end is the end, no matter whether you are conceited, pessimistic or dissatisfied. When the end comes, the running will stop." The astrological poem tells the helplessness of life.
"Speaking so powerfully, is there any way to escape the catastrophe?" Xiong is not pessimistic. After all, the astrological poem found him just to find a comfortable place to wait for death.
"In the past, I have tried many possibilities to use the butterfly effect to influence the future of the Heavenly Tribulation. Including creating a world-destroying fan club and causing local riots.
But the calamity still couldn't be changed, until I noticed the existence of a person. He was special, not because of how powerful he was, but because he had the potential to change the calamity.
There was once a girl who, because of his relentless pursuit, had already reversed the ongoing natural disaster. He saved the girl and helped the girl survive her own natural disaster."
"Thirteen..." Without elaborating on the name, Xie naturally remembered his name, "Whose calamity do you want to use him to change? Yours?"
"No...it's a natural disaster for all living beings in the human world. I'll explain the details next time." The astrological poem under the oxygen mask said with a bad smile.
"You don't want to say it, so I won't ask. But I don't understand. Aren't you a villain? Why do you want to save the world? Isn't this a bit confusing?" Nie is about to leave. This is his last chance.
one question.
"There is no distinction between justice and evil in this world. In order to live, whatever you do is justice. If you die, the hero can also be written as evil.
I am not a savior, and I don’t think I can shoulder such a heavy responsibility. There is just one person, and I don’t want her to see what she will look like during the catastrophe. She has suffered enough in her life, and she should not end her life in this way.
." When the astrological poem mentioned her, a happy smile appeared on her pale and sick face.
"Is it your lover?" Xie asked tentatively.
"No, it's the person I love the most."
The conversation ends here. With the auspicious words of the astrological poem, Xie will be more confident and confident in dealing with the internal problems of the Ten Thousand Demons Hidden World Society. In return, when Xie leaves, Bi Fang will stay. Because with astrology
Shi's physical condition makes it impossible for him to survive tonight. He needs someone to take care of him. If there is no one, a monster can do it.
"President, did you abandon me just like that? Why do you want me to have to do the job of changing diapers? I feel like shit." Bi Fang said, about to cry but without tears.
"This is not in accordance with the requirements of the principal. Not only must someone be left to take care of him, but he must also be able to protect him in emergencies and must be absolutely trustworthy. After thinking about it, you are the only one who meets these requirements. Who do you think I trust the most?
Where is your beloved general?" He drank the soup and drank it. Even if Bi Fang didn't want to stay, he had to stay.
After Xie left, only Bi Fang and Xing Shishi were left in this secluded tree house. This young man who looked sick didn't even think he was serious. The most terrifying thing was...
"Miss Bi Fang, it's time to change diapers again." Astrology Shi reminded with a smile.
"Your sister, you are so awesome, but you can't take care of yourself. Is this my natural disaster? Isn't it too scary?" Bi Fang stepped forward, risking the urge to strangle the astrology poem, and started doing it again.
Take up the job of a caregiver.
At the same moment, in the intensive care unit in the south, Thirteen was still in a coma, but the injuries on the surface of his body had healed and he was no longer in danger. Although the medical staff had already evacuated, the remaining electronic equipment was no more than the first aid equipment.
He had lost two-thirds of his time, but his master, Dao Yichi, began to guard him outside the isolation window, watching the electrocardiogram beating, and he felt at ease.
"How is he?" Unknowingly, Wu Zhu came to Dao Yichi and asked.
"It's okay for now. Although his body seems to have mutated, judging from the current situation, the mutation does not pose a danger to his life. It's just that his body's consumption of sugar has doubled. He used to have to eat every 15 minutes.
The amount of candy can now be served every 7 minutes.
But his body's utilization rate of sugar has doubled. The sugar consumed in his stomach will cause his heart to produce more spiritual power. His explosive power will increase geometrically." Dao Yichi reported the test report, "
But the biggest problem now is that his physical injuries are no longer a problem, but we don't know why he fell into a coma and when he will wake up.
Today alone, the doctor has used electric shock to stimulate his neurocortex. That crazy doctor can take off his white coat and work as an executioner. I am terrified just watching from the outside."
"Surely Thirteen's experience in Taotie's body is beyond our imagination. How he killed Taotie, before he tells it himself, he can only rely on the in-depth examination and analysis of investigators. This work will take at least 3 months.
OK.
The nose hairs in Taotie's nose were all sharp-toothed, and they said it was hard to imagine how Shi San came out of it alive." Wu Zhu, like Dao Yichi, already had a feeling for Shi San like a family member. This
It was formed naturally during eight years of getting along.
"I don't care what he did, I just want him to get well soon. I am only a disciple, and I only have one successor. God made me the last in the Taoist family, but gave me a boy who can die for me. He
To me, he is no different from his son." Dao Yichi said, trembling slightly.
"I understand. I have already called Victoria, and their expert team will come as soon as possible to treat Shisan together with our medical team." Wu Zhu patted Dao Yichi on the shoulder.
"By the way, how is the situation over there? Have you recruited all the villains?" Dao Yichi asked.
"Although he has recruited them all, his understanding of the principal is still at the level of speculation. A slightly more valuable news is that all the demon-slayers in Asan Town were poisoned by the principal. In the past few years,
, he continuously poisoned the lake water of people in Ashan Town, and used chronic poison to achieve the effect of causing the entire demon-subduing clan to die instantly."
"As long as we find outsiders who have frequently visited Yashan Town in the past few years, we can determine the identity of the principal?" Dao Yichi's mind was very flexible.
"The poisoning may not be done by the principal himself, but this person must have a way to get in touch with the principal. The technical team has deployed all the past video data of Yashan Town and is checking it. This workload is relatively large and may take a month.
The results will be produced. The principal must be found out this time... For the sake of all mankind, he must die."