"If I were you, I wouldn't say this." The person who was fighting side by side just now suddenly became the person who isolated him. Tan Zhao raised his eyebrows. He simply put on his hat backwards, revealing his standard face.
The face of the leader of the Demon Cult.
The public’s memory fades quickly, especially the “Gua Tian News” on the Internet, which comes one after another, and few people can remember the social news from a year ago.
But Chu Sui's appearance is so recognisable. People always have a deeper appreciation for good-looking things. In addition, many people with supernatural powers present have had their bodies modified by superpowers, and their memory is far beyond what they used to be. After being reminded like this,
There was a picture in my mind instantly.
"It's Chu Sui. Wasn't he sentenced and put in prison?"
"He actually escaped!"
"Then what do we do?"
Kill him? Or let a murderer go?
Five days ago, everyone was an ordinary person with normal outlook on life, but now, some of them have gained the ability to "sanction" others, and most of the people present are young people.
Some people are already eager to give it a try. After all, no matter what, they can beat Chu Sui.
But why did Chu Sui look so calm even though he was surrounded by so many of them? Could it be that the other party had awakened some extraordinary power?
It was the young man who was the first to reveal Tan Zhao's identity, who was the first to speak: "Why didn't you say it? You admitted it yourself, and now you don't admit it?"
Tan Zhao frowned instantly. Chu Sui confessed? Why was there no such incident in his memory? Speaking of which, according to Chu Sui's memory, the sentence was indeed too hasty.
Tan Zhao's eyes immediately became sharp, and coupled with Chu Sui's face, it was very sharp and oppressive: "Oh, really? Did you hear it with your own ears?"
Such Chu Sui's aura was so powerful that the young man couldn't help but take a step back, with a stubborn look on his face: "Nonsense! Everyone present at the trial heard it!"
Oh, it seems there is something fishy about Chu Sui being imprisoned.
Tan Zhao took a step forward, almost stepping on everyone's heart. It was clear that a group of people surrounded him, but he had the illusion that he alone surrounded everyone.
The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.
"Amitabha, you are so good, but the young monk thinks that this donor Chu is a good person."
He was a little monk with red lips and white teeth. He was wearing a white monk's robe that was not old. He didn't even shed a drop of sweat on such a hot day. As he spoke, he walked up to Chu Sui, as if he was sure that the other party would not hurt him.
Good people?! Did they hear it correctly? Is this monk driven crazy by the apocalypse?!
Then, the young monk was also isolated. Rather than being isolated, it was better to say that he was a group of good people for warmth. Putting himself in the other person's shoes and meeting a convicted bad guy in the last days, this was a completely correct choice.
"Why bother? Your Buddha doesn't lie, so you can choose not to say it." Tan Zhao glanced at the serious young monk and said jokingly.
The young monk said seriously: "Almsgiver Chu, you are joking."
After the two of them talked, some people said that they were in the same group.
Seeing that they could not break through the door, the zombies outside finally dispersed and the sun shone in unbridled, but did not shine into people's hearts.
The battle is about to break out.
Tan Zhao looked up at the eight-story ceiling. Just as he was about to take off, he saw the young monk turning around and standing in front of him. A round bald head occupied most of his sight.
Is he being protected?
Before Tan Zhao could pull the young monk away, the other ten superpowers all attacked together, with sparks and lightning, all kinds of things.
Generally speaking, anyone who wears thick clothes without breaking a sweat on a hot day is a ruthless person, regardless of age.
The young monk remained motionless. With a flick of his Buddha beads and a flick of his other hand, he actually knocked back half of the superpowers. However, before he could move the remaining half, Tan Zhao moved first.
He didn't hold any weapons. He gathered a little spiritual power between his fingers in his left hand. Almost no one could see his path clearly. In just one breath, the attacking superpowers stopped attacking.
Too fast, this is a newly awakened superpower?!
Everyone was horrified.
"If I were you, I would never speak out easily without knowing the other person's true strength, because if I were really a vicious person, then I..." Tan Zhao snapped his fingers and said to the young man, "
Kill you~"
After Tan Zhao finished speaking, under the shocked and frightened eyes of everyone, he took the young monk and disappeared instantly.
After a long time, the young man found his breath again.
"Chen Wei, are you okay?" the concerned voice of his companion sounded.
Chen Wei shook his head mechanically, and after a while he said: "I...it's okay."
"It's good that you're fine. The apocalypse is not as good as it was before, and we can't control that many things. Chu Sui is unfathomable. It's better to avoid him when you encounter him in the future." His companion said.
After hearing this, Chen Wei always had a very inexplicable feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was exactly.
"But tell me, what exactly is Chu Sui's superpower, and why is it so powerful? Did he get some adventure, such as that pink crystal core?"
A person with physical powers? Like teleportation? Also like. Could it be dual powers?
Chen Wei heard his friend curse in a low voice: "This thief is really short-sighted!"
**
On the roof of the building, Tan Zhao and the young monk stood opposite each other.
This handsome little monk looked to be no older than twenty, but the expression on his face was that of an old monk, serious, upright and calm, and he didn't look like he had punched a kid just now.
Tan Zhao suddenly stood up in front of others and quickly backed away: "Why do you want to speak for me?"
The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Almsgiver Chu is a good man."
"Can you be more direct?"
The young monk immediately changed his words and said, "Amitabha, I know that there is no evil in the donor's body."
[I thought he also wanted to say that I was surrounded by golden light.]
System: ...What a pity. When you left the world of gods, you already had the ability to cover up the golden light. Hey.
[No, it’s not a pity at all :).]
Tan Zhao looked at the cute little monk and suddenly relaxed and leaned against the wall: "So, this is your superpower?"
The young monk smiled slightly and actually introduced himself: "Little monk Wu Huan, I have met Almsgiver Chu."
Yes, it is still an ancient ritual. Tan Zhao, who has had a bad relationship with the monk for several generations, can't help but feel a little bitter. What is the origin of this little monk Wuhuan?
"Okay, no matter what, thank you for speaking for me."
Wu Huan looked at Chu Sui. At this time, the other person's aura was peaceful, and he didn't look as bad as before. He suddenly became curious: "Don't blame them."
Tan Zhao crossed his arms and asked, "Why should I blame them?"
Wu Huan was stunned and said nothing.
Tan Zhao took advantage of his daze and stood at the edge of the rooftop: "Let's go, see you later."
After saying that, he jumped directly.
This spiritual power is much more convenient. Tan Zhao landed steadily and even found the lost shared bicycle. He stretched his legs and prepared to go to the court first. He wanted to watch the video recording of the original trial while the power was still on.
The court was not far away. Tan Zhao took some time to go into the archives room and found the files of Chu Sui's case according to the year. In the archives, there was actually a videotape of the trial. It seemed that the technological level of this world was higher than that of his previous world.
Much behind.
Tan Zhao was not in a hurry to look at it. He put the things into the space and rushed to the police station.
System: A fugitive enters the police station on his own initiative. Isn’t it exciting?
[Oh, who do I owe this to?]
System: It’s not me anyway.
There are actually people on duty at the police station. But that’s right, the end of the world has just begun.
System: You just give up? This is not like you.
[We’ll talk about it later in the evening, and I’ll also recover my spiritual power.]
This wait lasted until night. At midnight, there were no stars in the sky, and there were only a few scattered street lights on the road. Tan Zhao waited until the people inside were breathing calmly before he went in.
Half an hour later, Tan Zhao left the police station without disturbing anyone inside.
The Chu family actually moved to the capital.
Why does he feel like this is getting weirder and weirder?
"Donor Chu, what are you thinking about?"
"Hey, where did you come from?" It was so late at night, and the little bald head was so shiny that it looked like a ghost.
Wu Huan blinked innocently: "The young monk just came down from upstairs."
...Is this accusing him of throwing people on the rooftop?!
Tan Zhao then realized that he was walking back to the city center again, and then he frowned: "Have you noticed that all the zombies on the road are gone?"
He had calmed down, and since the zombies didn't attack him, he didn't pay much attention. At a sudden glance, the road was empty like a ghost town.
Wu Huan nodded: "I found it, and...the temperature is starting to get lower."
The temperature dropped sharply overnight, and the next day there was thick ice on the window glass. The weather went from one extreme to the other. The sun was still high in the sky, but I couldn't feel the temperature at all.
.
Wu Huan was still wearing the same white monk robe and was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
Practitioners are not afraid of cold or heat, but it was so cold that Tan Zhao also changed into thicker clothes. After all, he looked warm: "Isn't it cold?"
All Wu Huan heard was an honest nod: "Cold."
"Would you like to wear some clothes if it's cold?"
Wu Huan stood up and said: "The young monk is practicing. He is not afraid of the cold when he practices. The same is true for the young monk."
"..." Sure enough, he and the Buddhist horoscope are not compatible.
"It's snowing."
Tan Zhao turned to look out the window, and it was indeed snowing. The heavy snow fell in the sun, beautiful and cruel: "I have only heard of sun rain, but I have never seen sun snow."
"Amitabha, the young monk wants to go out for a while." Wu Huan suddenly said.
"What to do?"
Wu Huan had already found a transparent umbrella and held it up: "Do what a young monk should do."
"...Joining the world brings warmth?"
This was really Tan Zhao's random talk, but he didn't expect the young monk to nod his head solemnly and even extended an invitation to him: "Would Chu Shi want to come with us?"
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