Tifa's face suddenly lost its blood, and Sulfona suddenly had a bad premonition. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The two men looked at each other, neither of them speaking. It was already sunset, and the servants in the castle should come and remind Zimmerman and Beyolai of their dinner. But now no one came. Gregory and his family searched for Sulfona's whereabouts, and it was time to return, but Sulfona and Tifa didn't hear a sound.

The whole castle was silent. Sulfona stood on tiptoe and looked out the window, but there was no one outside. She panicked, threw down the duster in her hand and began to run out.

"Where are you going?" asked Tifa, following behind.

"Go home. ”

Sultan was like an arrow, and she ran straight out of the front of the castle. The two guards who had been there were gone. Sulfona saw the bodies of two people a hundred meters away. They had a large hole in their armor and fell miserably to the ground. Sulfona had always wondered why several people had been fighting in the castle for so long, and no one had come to help. Looks like something is going on out there. Now she went straight home to see what had happened to her parents, and her father, who was fond of drinking, might still be drunk. If he really encountered danger, would he react? Mother has been sick all the time, and if there is no one to help her, what should he do?

Tifa ran over, she looked at the corpse and frowned. Tifa had spent some books, and she knew that such a death was not an ordinary weapon, or even a human could inflict it. In other words, there are demons in this area. Although Sulfona and she had just defeated Zimmerman, it was only because of luck. If the two of them face demons, I'm afraid they will win more and lose less. Tifa tries to convince Sulfur to run away with her, but sees Sulfur running home alone. Tifa had no choice but to chase after him.

"Wait! Don't be too impulsive!"

Walking through the bazaar near the castle, Sulfur saw some fruit tumbling to the ground, dust and flesh mixed together. Walking past a few houses, a carriage fell sideways to the ground, and many people fell beside it. Some things are rich people in gorgeous clothes, and more are commoners in cloth clothes. The wheels of the carriage mingled with the bodies of the commoners, and crows swirled in the sky, their mournful cries being the only sound in the market. Touching the blood-stained earth, she quickly imagined the scene: the demons appeared, and the merchants with the carriages tried to escape, but more civilians were also fleeing, and they blocked the entrance to the market. The civilians crowded with each other, shoulder to shoulder, foot to foot, like a wall. The angry wounder waved his whip, and four strong horses rushed towards him with the carriage. The two sides collided, and people, horses, and wagons made of wood were mixed. In the end, no one escaped.

Everything in the bazaar was scattered, and even the town's only pharmacy was wide open. The doctor inside either ran away or got mixed up with the wheel. Sulfona stepped over the corpses and left the bazaar. At the intersection of the market, there are many bloody footprints. She looked at the footprints for a moment, then ran quickly. Outside the bazaar are rice paddies and windmills. As if they were road signs, several people lay horizontally near the paddy fields at intervals, their bodies shattered, their stomachs slit, revealing their red abdominal cavity and lilac veins. At sunset, the corpses looked as if they were part of a paddy field. The smell of blood had been corroding Sulfona's brain, and she wanted to run faster and get home sooner.

She was using the "forest run" method, constantly waving her legs. Sulfona felt a pang of air in her chest, and the pain in her chest, which had caused internal injuries from the sword fight with Zimmerman, began to ache again. Sulfona hurriedly added the movement of the muscles in the "cross-legged sitting". This makes the running a little slower, but more durable. At first, she felt like her blood was going to come out of her nose, but then she felt like her feet were stepping on clouds. Sulfona was suddenly struck by a strange sound, one like the cry of a cow and the sound of the wind in the woods. It took a long time for Sulfona to realize that the voice was actually her own panting. She ran to the brook among the trees, bent down and sucked in a mouthful of water. The cold water poured into her stomach, and Sulfur felt as if a large piece of iron had fallen into her stomach, and her eyebrows ached suddenly. Sulfona took a deep breath and continued to move her legs. Encountering roots and shrubs, Sulfona held the trunk with both hands and stepped sideways. Encountering a ravine, Sulfona spreads out and jumps over. After running like this for dozens of minutes, Sulfona finally saw her home.

The sun had completely set, and only the faint orange-red light was still lingering in the sky. The house looks like a big dog squatting between the mountains and forests. Sulfona moved her stiff legs and walked around the courtyard gate. The gate was wide open, but the fence was fine. The yard was empty, there was nothing but a lonely straw hat on the ground. Sulfona carefully picked up the straw hat, and in the setting sun, she saw that half of the straw hat was soaked in blood. Sulfona placed the straw hat on her head, feeling the weight of it. The straw hat was a little bigger, holding down the dry hair like sulfona's straw. Sulfona knew about the straw hat, which her father had brought home drunk again. Although Sulfona's father didn't do a good job in many things, Sulfur still liked him very much.

Sulfur pushed open the door to the back room, and it was empty, and there was no one. There was a cutlery on the table in the hall, presumably ready to wait for Sulfur to come home for dinner. In the stove, a piece of firewood was buried in the ashes, still burning dryly. The light of the fire from the stove illuminated a small table in her mother's room, on which there were also clothes for Sulfona to be mended. Sulfona's face flickered in the firelight, and she suddenly felt so tired, her limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and she just wanted to sit down on the ground. Her face was like gold paper, her lips were chapped, and her chest was rising and falling, panting.

"I see...... Is this a demon?"

Sulfona muttered to herself. She suddenly remembered what Simona had said about her own experience. Sulfona had always felt that the village destroyed by demons was a complete rumor, or a story that happened in a very remote place. The village where I live is very peaceful, very peaceful, and everyone is a good person. But she had seen so much on this day. Until now, Sulfura didn't understand why Buoulai was so obsessed with Zimmerman, and he didn't understand why Zimmerman and Simona had anything to do with each other. He didn't understand why Tifa laughed out loud when he killed his father, or where the villagers around him had gone. Everything is like a dream house, everyone circles around, clapps their hands, laughs, and then goes their own way, disappearing without a trace.

Sulfona changed her position to sit cross-legged, and she began to calm her breath and regain her strength. As her strength returned, Sulfona found that the sadness in her heart seemed to be erased little by little. It's as if grief is also a wound in the body, which is being carefully subdivided and disintegrated. Sulfona couldn't help but want to laugh, she couldn't even figure it out to herself now.

Everything in the house, whether it's a wooden door with water-eroded edges, a smoky black stove, or a mother's needlework and father's hoe stained with yellow dirt – it's all because of people. When humanity is gone, everything loses its meaning. Sulfona stood up, her grief and helplessness healed. She stroked the cold fence gate, then put the straw hat on top of her head on the fence gate, feeling a little empty.

In the distance, Tifa ran over panting. She can't "run in the woods", so she can't run fast, and she was thrown away by Sulfur as early as halfway through, and she won't catch up until now. She looked at Sulfona's face and knew that Sulfur might not have found her parents.

"It's okay, maybe they've fled somewhere else. ”

Tifa was silent, she knew that this statement was nothing more than self-comfort. There may be no one alive in the whole town except for the two of them. But what worries Tifa even more is the sulfona who said such things. Tifa wanted to comfort Sulfona, but she didn't know how to speak. Normally, if she was in a bad mood, she would just give her something to eat. Now Tifa is a commoner like Sulfona, and Tifa also thinks that Sulfona will not be happy because of a piece of butter bread. After a long silence, Tifa broke the silence.

"Gregory is dead. ”

It took a while for Sulfura to react, it was Tifa's stepmother, Bioulai's younger brother. Sulfona and Tifa had had had a bit of a conflict with him before. Now that she suddenly heard the news of the death of someone she had seen, she felt as if she had taken a sip of tasteless spring water.

"It seems that I fell from a horse and fell to my death, and my body was not eaten by a demon, but my face and upper body had become shattered. Tifa continued, "The hat he often wears has fallen off, and I didn't expect him to be a boon. ”

"Really?" Hearing this, Sulfur suddenly felt a little like laughing. Although she knew that this was not very respectful to the deceased, she laughed out loud. Anyway, she and Gregory didn't deal with each other very well before, and she didn't like each other either. Thinking of this, Sulfona suddenly wanted to ask Tifa why she was laughing at that time? Before Sulfura could say anything, she saw Tifa's face change.

"What's wrong?"

Tifa looked at Sulfona. Although the sun was now only a faint shadow on the horizon, Sulfur could still see her sparkling eyes. Tifa pursed her lips and whispered.

"Sulfona...... Don't look back......"

Hearing this, Sulfona was stunned. He was now standing opposite Tifa, could it be that there was something behind him?, thinking of this, Sulfona turned her attention behind her. She began to hear the sound of a door opening and closing. In the silent twilight, the voice sounded even more pronounced. Sulfona only felt creepy in her back, and she wanted to turn back, but in the end she held back. Tifa cautiously reached out and waved at Sulfona.

"Don't look back, and walk slowly towards me......"

Sulfona listened to Tifa's words, one step at a time, two steps. Her body involuntarily changed into the posture of "going out in the morning and stepping on her left foot", and every step was inappropriate and silent. After ten steps like this, the voice behind Sulfur suddenly changed, no longer a panting sound like "snorting", but a "clucking" sound like a frog's call.

Sulfona was stunned.

"Don't look back!" Tifa said anxiously, "Don't think about anything, just walk slowly......"