The key grabbed the talisman in his hand and nodded.

Before leaving, Dong Wusheng obviously needed to explain what she wanted to do, she raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose to hide her embarrassment, "I'm going to take you to other towns, you can come with me first." ”

"Ah......h

The surprise came a little suddenly, and the key was obviously a little puzzled by it, "But you didn't mean ......"

"There's a reason for that, anyway—"

Dong Wusheng cleared his throat and interrupted him, "Count you unlucky." ”

The key tilted his head and blinked, looking confused.

"In the future, when someone else is around, you will ...... Just think it's my son," Dong Wusheng sighed and continued, "I'll think of a name for you again, um......"

"It's called, it's called Madara," Dong Wusheng paced in place for two steps before finalizing the name, she took out the mask from her pocket and put it on her face, touched the head of the orange cat in her arms, and looked at the light-brown-haired child, "Come, you come here, leave a sense on it." ”

Madara obediently did so.

When the spot was over, Dong Wusheng put the orange cat on the ground, "Okay, that's it, let's get to work." ”

"Meow~"

The orange cat swooped out and disappeared into the crowd at the entrance of the alley.

"After a while, when the orange cat leaves the city gate, he will use the magic talisman to teleport out of the city, understand?"

After finally telling him, Dong Wusheng looked at Madara and nodded, patted him on the shoulder, found a place to sit down on the side of the street, and looked in the direction of the city gate.

Madara followed her to the side of the street, next to her shoulder, standing beside her.

Dong Wusheng didn't make any movement for a while, just staring in the direction of the city gate, Madara secretly looked at her side face, wondering what she was thinking now.

Is it the use of something that cannot be seen?

With that in mind, Madara tried to release his senses, only to see something that made his eyes widen.

Everywhere the eye could see, there was a pale inky mist, and the firefly-like white light that I had seen earlier traveled through the fog, like white fish occasionally making a splash in an inkpool.

The houses and streets are all gone, and only translucent people can be seen walking around like ants.

Those...... Is it a human being? Is it like this to see people with divine sense?

Madara wanted to see Dong Wusheng's current vision, but his divine sense was not strong enough to cover that large area, so he condensed his divine sense into a slender line and probed straight in the direction of the city gate.

A row of translucent figures was mixed with several extraordinarily bright pure white figures, one of whom could see a pair of black eyes.

Hey, aren't all the same?

Thinking of this, Madara turned his gaze to Dong Wusheng.

In the pale black mist, Dong Wusheng looked no different than usual, and as his divine sense probed the past, she seemed to notice his movements, turned her head, and smiled at him.

Madara turned his consciousness around, and in the entire world he could see, Dong Wusheng was the only one, still as usual, as if he was the only living existence in this entire bleak world.

What's going on?

Madara didn't have much time to think about it, and soon he saw Dong Wusheng frowning, stood up, and turned his gaze in his direction, "Stop playing, keep an eye on the direction of the city gate, remember what I told you, the orange cat used the magic talisman to teleport out as soon as it left the city." ”

Seeing the child nodding, Dong Wusheng tore up a magic talisman, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Optimistic about the direction of the city gates......

Madara obediently followed Dong Wusheng's instructions and turned his vision to the direction of the city gate.

In the distance, Madara saw several pure white figures surrounding a translucent kitten, one of whom was swinging a sword.

Dong Wusheng appeared next to the kitten at this time, holding a black scythe in his hand, blocking the sword that was chopped down.

While Dong Wusheng was fighting with a few people, the kitten got out of the crowd and blended into the crowd out of the city without looking back.

Seeing the translucent kitten protruding from the encirclement like a fish, Madara hurriedly clenched the magic talisman in his hand and activated it according to his memory.

In front of him, the surroundings had changed, and the few people who were passing by seemed to startle the child who suddenly appeared, and they all fled in surprise.

Madara shook his somewhat dizzy head, looked at the frightened look on the faces of others, and squinted his eyes to reveal a blank expression.

Madara looked back and found that his current position was not too far from the city gate, and the little commotion just now seemed to attract the attention of the soldiers defending the city, and a figure broke away from his post and walked towards him.

"Meow~"

The orange cat rubbed against the side of the spotted leg and coquettishly next to his calf.

"Hmm...... When will my sister catch up......

Madara remembered what Dong Wusheng had told him to change his name at the beginning, leaned over and picked up the orange cat, sat down on a stone by the side of the road, lowered his head and scratched the orange cat's chin, and whispered in the cat's ear.

"Hey, kid," a figure broke away from the crowd and walked over to Madara, "remember me?"

Madara looked up and saw that it was Meng Zhuang.

However, there seems to be something different......

Looking at Meng Zhuang's sharp and aggressive smile on his face, Madara blinked a little puzzledly.

"Are you here for me?"

Madara got up from the rock, and the orange cat purred in his arms, "I've found my mother, I—I'm going to go with her......"

Hearing this, Meng Zhuang didn't seem surprised at all, and was even a little happy as if he had guessed the answer to the riddle, "Child, are you with the Rakshasa Girl?"

“......”

Madara stared at Meng Zhuang's pair of turquoise eyes, realizing something, and his little face suddenly lost expression, and his face was too deliberately calm, "I don't know what you're talking about......

Meng Zhuang snorted, "Don't pretend, I've seen it all, don't worry, I don't want to arrest you, I want to ask the Roguesa for help." ”

“......”

Meng Zhuang saw the child in front of him pursing his lips, with a nervous look on his face that the lie had been exposed, and was about to say something more, when he saw the yellow-haired little guy looking behind him with shining eyes, "Mother!"

Meng Zhuang frowned, turned around, and saw a woman in white walking behind him, who seemed to be suffering from eye disease, with a blackout cloth on her eyes, and a blind cane in her hand, but she walked steadily, and when she passed by him, Meng Zhuang smelled a quiet cold fragrance.

This aroma ......

Meng Zhuang frowned tightly, his eyes fixed on the white cloth blindfolded by the woman in white.

"Madara, who are you talking to?"

The woman in white walked straight to the child's side and stopped, her right hand holding the cane under the sleeve of her robe, and her left palm climbing the child's shoulder.

“......”

The child blinked a pair of amber eyes, grabbed the woman's sleeve, and looked at Meng Zhuang behind the woman, looking nervous and guarded.

Before the child could speak, Meng Zhuang had already stepped forward to repeat his intention.

“...... Rakshasa Woman?"

The woman in white held the blind cane in one hand, held the child's hand in the other, and shook her head, "I haven't heard of it, the adults recognize the wrong person." ”

As she spoke, she tapped her blind cane on the ground a few times, and her tone was a little anxious, "I'm sorry, we're in a hurry, if you don't have anything else to do......

Meng Zhuang stared at the woman's right hand caged under the sleeve, and suddenly reached out to grab her wrist, but the woman hit a blind cane on the back of her hand.