Tokyo, Arakawa-ku, Higashio Kuyashi Hayashi Village, Japan.

"Everyone, get in the car, we'll take you out."

"Please pay attention to order, don't mess around! There's still time. ”

The military and police are evacuating citizens en masse.

It can be seen that although there are many people here, they are dense and dense, but they move in the same direction and go in the direction of Higashio Jiuwai.

There is only one exception.

It was Natsumi Dogomon, who had just been picked up by a military vehicle, and as soon as she got out of the car, she ran to the village of Tinglin.

In the scene of everyone running to the periphery, Natsumi Doomon's alternative behavior is very conspicuous, and it is difficult not to attract attention, which attracts people's attention.

"Hey, what's that girl doing?" When the soldiers who evacuated the crowd saw it, their faces changed: "Go and stop that girl." ”

"Is that woman crazy, how can she rush in the direction of the monster."

"Don't go there, it's dangerous, the monster is over there."

There are well-wishers who dissuade Natsumi from Doomon.

Natsumi didn't seem to hear it, her big eyes flickered firmly, and she stared at the direction of the Higashio Kuyoukai.

Along the way, she saw the tragic situation of Higashio Higashi, who was constantly being transported out, with tragic injuries and broken hands and feet, including citizens who were injured by the aftermath of the youkai, and soldiers who had fought with the youkai earlier.

The crowds, the chaos, the wailing, the blood flowing, these deeply imprinted the eyes of Natsumi Domi, made her tremble and fearful, and she was more determined to think.

Be sure to stop the youkai, once the youkai is out of Higashioku, her family is in danger.

She ran all the way in the direction of Tinglin Village.

The front is already close to the combat zone, which has long been completely blocked.

Over there, there were no more citizens, all of them were evacuated, and only the 12th Brigade that had rushed to support was stopping the youkai.

They changed their strategy to avoid close encounters with youkai for fear of being affected by strange pressure, so they attacked from a distance and laid various traps, such as mines, long-range detonating bombs, laser devices, etc., just to stop the youkai.

Boom Boom Boom Boom !!!

The ears reverberated with a deafening bombardment, and the sound was endless, which made people's brains confused and tinnitus tingling.

Although standing on the periphery of the Higashio blockade, you can hear and see the shocking sound of artillery fire, however, when you are close to the battle zone and feel the fire of war up close, it is a different feeling, and the soul is terrified, and you really know the fierceness of the war, what is the artillery fire.

Bullets rained down, bullets flew, and artillery fire covered the sun and moon, disturbing the area.

Walking here, Natsumi Tsuchigomon looked at the ruined buildings of the four fields, the broken walls and ruined houses, and the raging flames were all lit.

Clear and beautiful eyes, reflecting the picture of destruction.

She stopped.

Faintly visible, a few kilometers away in the sea of fire, there is a figure bathed in the roar of artillery fire, walking towards this side.

Behind the figure, the waves of fire were rolling, blood was dripping, the remains of tank and combat vehicle shells were everywhere, and corpses were lying on the ground.

Like the Grim Reaper, which symbolizes destruction and death, people and things are annihilated wherever they walk.

Meanwhile.

The evacuation place where Natsumi Doomon came to travel.

"That girl really went to the youkai, she's crazy."

"I guess I can't think of committing suicide."

"There have been more suicides these years, of course, it is possible that her family and the like were killed by monsters, run away from us, that monster is not a self-defense force, and hundreds of people have been killed."

Some people in the crowd were talking, and they all believed that Natsumi Tsuchigomon was going to commit suicide.

There is no other reason, even the army is difficult to deal with monsters, and a girl who doesn't bring a weapon alone, what can she do? They couldn't think of anything else but to die.

And the next moment.

"Look!"

Everyone looked at it and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Is that monk going to die too?"

"Another one who wants to kill himself?"

I saw that an old monk wearing a big hat and clasped his hands walked slowly to the battle zone, I don't know if it was an illusion or something else, everyone looked at the old monk, there was an unreal feeling, ethereal dust, in this urgent and dangerous place, but calm as water, in sharp contrast with all the people and things around.

At this time, on the other side of the combat zone, four or five soldiers came running with wounds and blood, carrying a stretcher, on which lay a soldier whose legs had been blown off.

He howled in pain, and his cry was hairy.

"Let's go, let's go, where is the medical team!"

Four or five soldiers came running and passed the monk, but they didn't care whether the monk was heading for the war zone.

The battle situation and the wounded did not allow them to be in the mood to care about whether the people around them were going to the war zone, and they did not hear them recite the Buddha's name when they passed by the old monk.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."

The fluttering words sounded, echoing leisurely.

Everyone didn't notice, including the soldier carrying the stretcher, noticed that the soldier on the stretcher suddenly stopped wailing, as if he had been given a tranquilizer or anesthetic, his expression was no longer painful, but calm, and his breathing became even.

He fell asleep.

At the same time, the bleeding stopped at the broken legs.

When the soldiers put the stretcher down and the medical staff stepped forward, they were surprised to find that their companions on the stretcher had changed.

"What the hell are you guys, haven't you already taken care of the wound, and let me deal with it, I don't know if I'm very busy now, and there are still a lot of wounded people waiting for me to deal with urgently."

When the medical staff saw that the wound had stopped bleeding, they scolded angrily.

It's just a mess, and if you waste more points here, you will have less hope for the other wounded.

"No, we haven't done it." The military is confused.

"What are you kidding, if you don't do it, his leg will stop bleeding?" The medical officer was angry, his leg exploded like that, how could the bleeding be stopped without treatment, he subconsciously checked the wound of the wounded on the stretcher, and was stunned for a moment.

Well? What happens when this wound stops bleeding?

Wrong!!

He suddenly found that his legs were not bandaged, so he simply strangled his legs with a belt, which could not stop the bleeding at all, but only delayed the bleeding.

The bleeding from the wound stopped before the blood vessel ruptured, did not flow out, and ...... And the wound is healing, it is very active, and the flesh and bones at the fracture are growing!

"Broken ...... Rebirth of a severed limb!! ”

The medic screamed in horror, his pupils in disbelief.

Medical miracle?!

No, this is not a medical miracle at all, but a major medical discovery, a miracle!

A person who breaks his leg doesn't need to pick up his leg, but he actually breaks his leg and is reborn, and the rebirth speed is probably not long before he can grow his leg again.

At this time, there was a sound of horror beside him.

"Why doesn't my hand hurt anymore."

"Hey, my wound doesn't hurt anymore, wait, what about my wound?"

The wounded soldier who came on the stretcher suddenly found that his injury was no longer painful, as if he had been given anesthetic, but it was not anesthetic.

"What? Let me see!! When the medical staff saw it, they were also shocked, the exact same miraculous wound stopped bleeding and healed at the speed of light.

That's right, it's the speed of light.

The healing speed is so fast that it seems to condense the time it takes to heal a wound in a month into a few seconds.

That's when it happened.

A soldier said suddenly: "I seem to remember that when the wound was not painful, it seemed to pass by a person...... That man seemed to be a ...... Monk ......"

……

Tokyo, Arakawa-ku, Japan, apartment.

Shangchuan Zun looked down at the live broadcast on his mobile phone, deep in his dark eyes, there was a deep light, and a scene was reflected in front of him.

If someone can see the picture in the eyes of Shangchuan Zun and the picture in the eyes of the old monk, they will definitely find that the two pictures are exactly the same!

……

Tokyo, Arakawa-ku, Higashiohisa, Japan.

The old monk walked without hurrying or slowing down, his body was ethereal, one step was like ten thousand steps, and where he passed, the wounded soldiers and citizens around the four fields miraculously broke their limbs and were reborn, the wounds were healed, and their hearts were anxious and sad...... It's all calm.

Before he knew it, he was already in the war zone.

……