In the dark night, it was dark in the carriage, and for the rest of his life, he could only see the things around him by the bright moonlight. The train made a long whistling sound through the inaccessible forest, like a woman's suppressed whimper in her throat, and the branches of the trees outside the window were faint like ghostly claws.

Yu Sheng didn't know when he woke up, he seemed to be still on the train to the Seventh District, but the wanderers had left at some point, and disappeared along with the other passengers in the carriage.

The rest of his life looked around, and everything around him was gray, as if in the fog, and like the ruins of the fire after the fire.

That layer of gray is right in front of you, and it seems to be within reach, and you can reach out and grab it for the rest of your life.

"Is this the power of the Divine One?" muttered Yu Sheng, "Are we under attack?"

Yu Sheng was a little overwhelmed for a while, he didn't know why people suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't think of where they would go.

The rest of his life was dangling like this, as if he had forgotten that he also had the ability to be a god, and he was the most powerful ability to find people.

This did not last long, and the lights in the train suddenly turned on without warning, and the sudden light cut through the darkness like a sharp sword.

At this moment, the rest of his eyes were only snow-white, and he couldn't see anything like a blind man. As the white light pierced his eyes, there seemed to be only a sharp buzz in his ears, muffling the sound of the train moving.

Yu Sheng couldn't help but let out a miserable scream and closed his eyes tightly.

The train didn't stop for half a minute, still moving at its own pace, and the screams of the rest of his life gradually subsided, and finally drowned out by the sound of wheels and rails colliding.

For the rest of his life, he only felt that his eyes were sore and swollen, and he didn't know when he burst into tears. He wiped away his tears, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and opened them again.

In front of Yu Sheng, in the aisle of the carriage stood a woman with a disheveled head, her head hanging down, her long hair tangled like seaweed, blocking her appearance.

Yu Sheng only looked at it twice and realized that the woman's tangled hair did not come from wetness, but because her face was covered with blood, and the blood clotted together, sticking her hair together, looking horrible and disgusting.

Although the woman's whole body was also covered in blood, she still found the style of her clothes familiar for the rest of her life.

A thought flashed through Yu Sheng's mind, but he didn't have time to grasp it, but deep down he was already faintly beginning to feel the uneasiness from his intuition.

The overhead light also seemed to sense the feelings in the rest of his life, and began to flicker brightly and dimly.

In the midst of the uncertainty of the light and the flicker, the woman slowly raised her head.

It was the most familiar and unfamiliar face in the rest of his life, it was Liu Yuejun.

Liu Yuejun only had half of his face left, and the remaining half of the flesh and skin seemed to have been put into the stuffing machine and stirred together and pasted on the skull again, and some places had rotted and pus. There are maggots burrowing in and out of the exposed gums of teeth, sucking food happily and tasting the rotten human broth.

Liu Yuejun slowly opened his mouth, and for the rest of his life, he saw some maggots falling to the ground and writhing, and some of them followed the carrion all the way into Liu Yuejun's mouth.

Liu Yuejun and Yu Sheng let out a crazy scream at the same time.

"The rest of my life!!"

Someone yelled in Yu Sheng's ear and then shoved him hard.

The screaming for the rest of his life stopped, and he only felt a splitting headache. He opened his eyes, and the train had just stopped, making one last tremor.

The screams of Yu Sheng stunned the other passengers in the same carriage, and the wanderers were equally stunned.

What woke Yu Sheng up was sitting on the side or so, he was staring at Yu Sheng with an uneasy face, and the eyebrows on that little face were almost twisted into a pimple.

"Are you alright?" asked left and right, hesitantly.

Yu Sheng slowly sat up straight, feeling his heart beating wildly in his chest, and he realized that his back was soaked in cold sweat.

"It's okay," Yu Sheng gasped and shook his head, "just had a nightmare." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the terminal station of this train, the central station of the seventh district, has arrived, please bring your luggage and get off the train in an orderly manner. ”

The train's radio rang and was repeated over and over again. The end has arrived, and although the travelers still glance at the rest of their lives from time to time, few people are willing to stay half a step longer.

Yu Shengchong also nodded to the blacksmith and the others who looked here, and then whispered to the left and right: "Get out of the car, we have arrived at the place." ”

Left and right glanced at him worriedly, but didn't say anything more.

When the train arrived at the station in the seventh district, it was close to evening, and several people left the station one after another, looking for the address of the crime given by Mr. Jing.

Yu Sheng sat in the same taxi with the left and right, and the rest of his life experienced the nightmare just now, and his mood was complicated. He was full of thoughts, and didn't say a word, just leaned against the car window, staring aimlessly at the fleeting scenery outside the window, but his mind no longer knew where to fly.

The roadside light passed through the car window and hit Yu Sheng's face, and he peeked left and right to find that Yu Sheng's eyes were shining with tears.

"You...... Is it really okay?" the atmosphere in the car was so depressing that I couldn't stand it anymore, so I took the initiative to ask.

"I'm fine," the rest of his life came back from his trance, rubbing his face vigorously, "just a nightmare." ”

"What nightmare?" asked in a whispered left and right.

"Nothing ......"

Yu Sheng didn't want to say more, he was silent for a moment before he spoke again: "I dreamed of my mother. ”

The mother of the rest of her life died in a car accident, and the wanderers had investigated and knew about it. Hearing that the nightmare involved an elder who had died for the rest of his life, the boy was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to comfort him.

Although he is still underage, he also knows that there is little point in the persuasion of others for this kind of thing, and the only thing that can really help him get through it is to rely on time to smooth it out.

The two of them quieted down at the same time, sitting obediently and skillfully on the left and right, listening to the music played quietly by the driver's uncle. For the rest of his life, he fell back into silence, and his mind was full of images of his mother, Liu Yuejun, when she died, and then overlapped with scenes from the nightmare on the train.

For the rest of his life, he felt irritable and restless for no reason, he hadn't dreamed of the scene of the car accident that day for some days, but he had nightmares before this operation. The rest of his life couldn't help but wonder if this meant anything.

Nothing to say all the way.

The scene of the crime is located on the west side of the 7th arrondissement, where there is a large community of almost endless poor people, lit up in the dark and connected to the starry sky. A little further afield is the slums of the 7th arrondissement, which is almost completely dark and the closest to the desert in the urban area of the 7th arrondissement.

Several scenes remained cordoned off, with a police car parked on the side of the road in front of a building, and some of the building's timid residents had left that day to try to escape the bad weather.

The loiterers got out of the car early, and then passed by the police car one after another, and the two policemen chatted boredly in the car, not looking at passers-by. Since yesterday afternoon, the two of them have been staying here for more than 20 hours, and the work of arresting the suspects is said to have been taken over by the commissioners sent by the military.

Perhaps the leaders felt that the prisoners would return to their masterpieces.

The wanderers turned corners and found a secluded and quiet corner to gather.

The target had been present for more than thirty hours, and no one could guess what he had done at this moment, whether he had escaped or not, and where he was.

But now among the wanderers, there is a big killer to find people, a tracking humanoid radar, which can be activated at any time.

"It's been a day, and there's a good chance that the goal has gone far?, but as the saying goes, the most dangerous place is also the safest place," said the blacksmith with a smile, "and for the rest of your life, use your abilities to take a look, in case we are lucky." ”

Yu Sheng nodded, he left the nightmare on the train behind him, not reminiscing about the past or wondering what the nightmare portended.

He became a god, trying to become the wanderer warrior.

The rest of his life opens the eye of insight, and the light of the fire of life illuminates the darkness. Perhaps for others, darkness obstructs the view of the world. But for the rest of his life, as long as there are still people in this world, everything will be in his eyes.

The perception of the Eye of Insight for the rest of his life continued to stretch outward, swallowing everything he passed through like a wave, and information from a radius of kilometers rushed into his mind.

Yu Sheng is no longer the rookie who has just awakened his abilities and is at a loss for his new identity, after these days of practice and running-in, he has gradually become accustomed to using the rhythm and method of the Eye of Insight.

Yu Sheng had seen the photos of the pillow above the data, and with a precise goal, he quickly filtered the information received and transmitted back by the Eye of Insight in his mind, so fast that it was almost instinctive.

Soon the rest of his life found out that Fang Zhuge did not appear in his observation range, which also meant that Fang Zhuge was now possible anywhere.

"It's a desert to the west, so there's no need to think about it for the time being. After listening to the report of the rest of his life, the blacksmith said after a moment's silence.

"The north and east sides are too far away from the city, and I'm afraid that only the three chaos cities in the south are most suitable for him. Ding Qing said, "Murderers, gangsters, that is the last place for the outcasts of the world." ”

"That's right, Three Chaos City. But the goal doesn't have to pass now," the blacksmith clapped his hands, "and as soon as he appeared, he killed eight people who had no grievances with him, and since he didn't care about killing people anymore, he wouldn't let go of those who had hurt him." If I were him, I would definitely take revenge on those who hurt me before I hid in Sanchao City for the rest of my life. ”

"For example, the doctors in the hospital who were reluctant to save his grandson because of the consultation fee, such as the two policemen who deliberately detained him because of his past status as a rebel, so that he could not take care of his grandson. Ding Qing nodded in agreement, "Time has passed so long, if he wants to take revenge, then the goal should have been achieved at this time, we can ask witnesses or check the surveillance video to judge the direction of the action." ”

Tang Tang and the left and right didn't speak, they never participated in this kind of discussion, their interest was only in fighting, as for the rest of these boring things to leave to the adults.

Yu Sheng thought about it, recalled Fang Zhuge's information, and suddenly frowned.

"But I remember saying that the subject's mental state seems to be out of order...... "You are talking about normal cognitive thinking, but what if he doesn't go?"

"It's better to have a trail than no direction. The blacksmith said.

Then he looked at Yu Sheng and smiled, "If it's really as you say, then we can only hope that you can find him through your abilities." ”

The rest of his life shrugged, co-authoring the blacksmith to really prepare himself for radar.

But it is true, as the blacksmith said, that since there is no better way, the few people who have been, or may become, the new victims of the Wanderer are their greatest direction.