Around the site where the murder took place was the focus of Sanna and Assaleng's patrols.

Although there were no fatalities in the grave keeper's hut, Assaleng decided to take a walk around the place just to be on the safe side.

The cemetery is located in the northwest corner of the town, and there are few people coming and going on weekdays, and now even the tomb keeper is gone, and it is even more empty, and there is no one in sight.

"Wow, are we going to patrol here, Assaleng? Looks like there's no one at all......"

Sanna couldn't help but stop and look around.

"After reading it, I realized if there was anyone. ”

Assaleng just dropped a sentence and kept walking inward.

"Okay, wait for me!"

Sanna hurriedly followed.

As soon as they took a few steps inside, the two of them heard a man's cry for help from the back mountain, and the two looked at each other and hurried to the place where the sound came from.

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"Little brother, what are you doing?"

Madara, who was digging with a shovel, didn't lift his head, "Dig you out." ”

"Y-Why are you digging me? You're here to save me?"

For Madara's style of doing things without saying a word, he just picked up the shovel and buried his head, and the man's face was full of distrust.

“...... Do you like to bury it like this?"

The man choked up on Madara's simple rhetorical question, "You...... Who are you?"

"It's inconvenient to explain, you're a calamity, right?"

Hearing the word calamity, the man's expression became alert in vain, "Someone asked you to save me?"

Madara glanced up at him in surprise.

I don't know why, the man found that he actually had a feeling of flattering - this little brother was looking at himself for the first time since he appeared.

"Do you know someone is going to find someone to save you?"

In fact, Madara didn't know what to do with this man, Dong Wusheng told himself to come to the back mountain with his mouth before leaving, and after he came, he only found such a strange man buried in the soil.

According to Madara's train of thought, Dong Wusheng is now being taken away for investigation, and the current situation is that the two women who came to Rose Town to investigate suspect that Dong Wusheng is a disaster, of course he knows that Dong Wusheng is not, but how to prove that Dong Wusheng is not, this is a problem.

If this man is a calamity, then he probably understands, as long as he gets rid of this man, or makes him unable to affect the people in Rose Town, then Rose Town will no longer be affected by calamity, and there is no calamity in Rose Town, so Dong Wusheng in Rose Town is obviously not a calamity.

But these are still just speculations, and it's hard to say exactly how they will be.

If this man has already agreed with Dong Wusheng, then it will be clear what to do next.

Madara's thoughts are turning back and forth, and the man's side is also thinking in every way.

As soon as the young man in front of him appeared, he came directly to him, with a strong purpose, and as if he knew a lot about the calamity, he kept his identity secret...... Could it be that the organization specially sent to rescue him?

The man thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with the explanation, so he decided to give the boy a try with the organization's password.

"The weather was so nice today. ”

Madara: "......?"

Why are you talking about the weather all of a sudden?

Is it the latest popular way of greeting among humans?

Although he didn't quite understand why the man suddenly said a greeting to him, Madara, who had lived for more than 300 years and had not yet understood the human way of thinking, had long developed the habit of following along if he didn't understand, so he looked up at the sky.

The sky is cloudless and the sun is shining.

Speaking of which, why is it good weather in the eyes of man that it doesn't rain? For him, it doesn't matter if it's a sunny sky or a downpour, it's the same.

"It's good. ”

Madara withdrew his gaze from the sky and nodded.

"Don't you think that cloud is beautiful?"

By this time the man had completely detached himself from the earth, and as he spoke, he put his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Madara looked at him, slowly moving his gaze to the cloud that the man's other hand was pointing at.

At this moment, the man quickly drew his knife and slashed at Madara.

However, the next moment, Madara firmly grasped the man's wrist holding the knife.

Madara stared at the man's hand holding the knife, frowned slightly, and with a slight force on his hand, the man let out a cry of pain, and the knife fell to the ground, and he kicked it down the hill.

Madara twisted the man's arm and pressed him to the ground.

"Why do you suddenly want to kill me?"

Madara didn't fail to notice the man's movements, he just wanted to see what the man was trying to do.

He's not stupid, he just doesn't quite understand the so-called human feelings, in fact, in his eyes, one of the best emotions in humans is killing intent, because beasts also have this emotion.

This most primitive and barbaric hostility is common to all living beings.

The man seemed to see the unknown world of the young man, lowered his posture and begged for mercy: "Big brother spare my life, I didn't mean to plot against you, I, I don't know you, I was buried here all night, I can't even see a figure, you suddenly appeared, and dug me out directly, I'm afraid that you are uniting with others to deceive me, this, this is ......"

The man's words couldn't hear anything wrong, but he knew that human nature was cunning, and the man had just repeated it several times, obviously not a person of integrity, he thought about it and pretended to be suspicious, "What you said is true?"

The man nodded busily, "I dare to swear to God, if I tell a lie, let God hang me on the cross and burn me!"

"Okay, then let me ask you, why are you buried here?"

"This ......"

The man's eyes rolled, and he secretly made a calculation, and now he doesn't know if this young man is in the same group as the girl before, so don't talk too hard yet, "This ...... I don't know who I provoked, I got into such a mess for some reason, and I was also wronged in my heart!"

The man's words were euphemistic and vivid, if it weren't for the fact that Madara knew Dong Wusheng's temperament and knew that she would never do something to people for no reason, he might have really believed it.

can let Dong Wusheng bury people in the wilderness overnight, this man is definitely not a good stubble.

Now the man's words only made Madara decide that this guy was not a good thing.

Madara was about to ask something more, but suddenly there was an unusual sound of breaking the air in his ears.

Almost instinctively, Madara let go of the man, and a backflip dodged the sudden cold stick, and he reached out and wiped it around his waist, and two long daggers the length of his small arms appeared in his hands. After a series of movements and landing, he looked up in the direction of the attack, and a pair of slender cold gray eyes were looking at him.

"Good luck. ”

Asa Leng turned the long stick in his hand, and there was a faint flash of sharp battle intent in his eyes, "I don't know if you will have this kind of luck next time." ”

The sharp-eyed man caught a glimpse of Asallen's unique costume as a temple nun, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, but the next moment, he got up on his hands and feet, hid behind Assaleng, pointed at Madara, and cried out with a sad face: "Nun, this man has been instructed to kill me, you, you must save me!