CHAPTER 8 CHAPTER 63 DANGER

Zhang Chen took a small bus from the town to the city of Nagoya, intending to take the Shinkansen to Osaka. +β—†Top+β—†Point+β—†Small+β—† Say,

Perhaps because the townspeople in this town are not used to being out of their homes, there are only five people sitting sparsely on the bus. Zhang Chen was not too nervous or afraid of this operation, he was just worried about Liu Nuo's safety. And after careful thinking about it in private, I have some opinions on Liu Nuo's affairs.

"Sister Nuo is certainly smart, but there are probably countless smart people in the world. Sister Nuo became the designated choice of the boss in Lu Sheng's mouth, I think there must be some special reasons for this, and the 'brain' in Sister Nuo's mouth is completely consistent with the past of Kyoto Prefecture mentioned in Lu Sheng's mouth, presumably the current Dongying, the most dangerous and what is being studied behind the scenes, is that 'brain', Sister Nuo has a broken relationship with it, and it may have existed decades ago. ”

Zhang Chen sat at the back of the car and had already determined that the five passengers in the car, including the driver, were all normal people, and immediately planned to call out Xiao Kou, because after the 'bone and blood' was completely forged against the physical body yesterday, the entire body had changed, and I didn't know how Xiao Kou felt in the main soul stone.

"Small mouths?" When Zhang Chen called for the first time, Xiao Kou did not appear immediately as usual. Instead, he waited for about five seconds before it gradually emerged from the inside of Zhang Chen's sleeve.

"I'm sleeping, I was suddenly woken up, what's the matter?" The tone of the small mouth is the same as always.

"Nothing, was it last night?" Zhang Chen asked with concern.

"Last night, I could only shrink into the main soul stone, feeling that your soul in the outside world was about to dry up, do you think I might be fine? The two of us are one. But after a long night last night, you've been honed in all aspects, both in terms of ** and willpower. The most important thing is the latter. ”

"Well...... What's going on over there with the cats? Zhang Chen's face was normal.

"What about cats? She was still living her life there as usual, and I was only less than twenty percent conscious of the living corpse, and I couldn't usually move on my own unless the cat woke up the living corpse again, and I didn't know much. ”

"Okay, if there is something to call you ......" Zhang Chen smiled slightly.

"That's right. I heard that prison envoys from all over the country will come here today and get into trouble with this organization, and I am afraid that the organization's attention to you will be greatly reduced. If you have the opportunity, try to release the emotions in the main soul, which will be of great help to your ** and the main soul, and it can also consolidate my existence. ”

Xiaokou gushed endlessly.

"In the past few days, if you can't be detected or you can quickly escape, you can devour some powerful ghosts and use them to unlock the seal of the main soul. When the time comes, you will have a chance to win when you meet the drunken boy. ”

"En......" Zhang Chen nodded slightly, and the small opening in his sleeve didn't say much, and immediately hidden.

Zhang Chen opened the window and propped his right hand on his solid chin. The breeze blows his short black hair, and his eyes look awe-inspiring at the fast-moving scenery outside the window.

Compress the bones, change the appearance, and mask the breath.

Zhang Chen, who stepped off the bus, can be said to be more ordinary than ordinary people, and he has very little sense of existence, even if he passes by others, he will not be noticed, unless someone deliberately observes.

According to the map prepared in advance, Zhang Chen took a taxi to JR Nagoya Station according to the map route translated from Chinese to Japanese.

"A lot of androids!" Ordinary human beings of all flesh and blood. can sense Zhang Chen's body. Therefore, it is possible to distinguish ordinary humans from non-humans.

"The density of artificial humans in this central hub area is more than ten times that of ordinary areas, so let's be careful."

Zhang Chen looks like an ordinary tourist. After buying a Shinkansen ticket to Osaka at the ticket office, follow the line of ordinary people to the waiting platform. I have to say that although Dongying is a small country, it has done a good job in the cleaning, sanitation and order management of this central transportation hub with tens of thousands of people every day, and I can't see any bad phenomena.

"It's a bit crowded, maybe it's because of the weekend. The staff here couldn't find a single ordinary person. And these guys who sit in the waiting chair and read the newspaper without knowing when, all of them are androids. It seems that today, when the national prison envoys landed, the Dongying organization attaches great importance to the gatekeeping of these hubs. ”

After Zhang Chen watched a bullet Shinkansen drive into his corresponding lane, he was not in a hurry, and stood at the back of the waiting line in an orderly manner. Line up in turn to get on the bus.

After a big push of the Japanese radio sounded, the car door opened. Passengers heading to Osaka walked into their corresponding carriages one after another and took their seats, and at the moment when Zhang Chen stepped into the door at the end......

"Suzu!" The forbidden bell rang loudly.

The voice searched for a trajectory, and only drilled into Zhang Chen's eardrums, so that Zhang Chen's steps that he was about to take slowly retracted. Because Zhang Chen was the last to get on the train, there was no one behind him, although he was facing away from the door, but he could really sense that the androids sitting on the waiting platform reading the newspaper, maintaining order and cleaning all stopped their movements, and looked at the entire train.

If Zhang Chen turned around and walked off the train at this time, I am afraid that the danger would be approaching and would be delayed for a long time.

The steps he had retracted before slowly stepped out again, his eyes fixed on the position corresponding to his ticket, and he quickly took his seat.

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Nagasaki is a large city on the west coast of the island of Kyushu, and European countries have important commercial and economic exchanges with it at this port.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and raindrops the size of beans were dripping from the sky. On Hengguang Street in the southeast of the city, a foreign man in a windbreaker is holding a black umbrella and walking on a somewhat deserted street, and the round reflective lenses cannot read the person's eyes.

It is not close to the seaport, but rather to the interior, so that the economy is relatively low, and the roads are lined with residential buildings that were built after the atomic bombs of World War II, all of which are decades old. Moreover, the underground of these buildings has left a large space for activities, mainly because of the shadow left by the war at that time.

The height and size of the man made it intimidating for the locals who passed by, and they couldn't help but take a detour away from him.

With short blond hair and round glasses, this man is none other than the priest of the Vatican's thirteen branches of 'Judah'.

The priest muttered, "Huh? Contaminated believers. ”

Then he turned around and walked into the old building next to him, because of the rain, there were streams of water dripping down the walls on both sides of the dark corridor, which showed how poor the quality of the construction here was.

Not only that, although it was dark clouds outside, it was daylight after all, and the visibility was still sufficient enough. But as soon as you walk inside the building, the intensity of the light decreases gradually, and it is clear that there is something or a 'force' inside that is blocking the sunlight from entering.

On the door of the room directly opposite the priest was a yellowed piece of paper with the words 'House for Rent' written in Japanese.

Taking off the white cloth gloves on which the scriptures were written on the back of his hand, the priest gently knocked on the right door on the first floor of the building, with great courtesy.

The cracks on the withered yellow door and the holes under the corners of the door, I am afraid that with a little force, this weak door will be forcibly opened. It's just a poor place like this where birds don't, and even thieves don't bother to patronize it.

The priest regularly tapped his fingers on the wooden door three times, then stood up straight and waited in the doorway.

After about five full minutes, the sound of the lock being opened was heard, and an old and empty old woman's face peeked out of the door.

"Are you renting a house? Come in and sit down. The old man did not even glance at the priest standing outside the door, so he opened the wooden door with his old hands and motioned for the priest to come into the room and talk.

The priest, who followed the old woman, moved his nose slightly as he walked into the room, for the air in the room was filled with an unpleasant smell of decay.

There is no floor tile wallpaper in the room, just a cement room with an area of 60 square meters.

"Sit down!" Although the old man was rickety and thin, he still spoke vigorously and vigorously. He motioned for the priest to sit down on a small wooden chair, and then walked into the kitchen as if he was preparing something.

The inside of the hall is similar to the outside, with constant rainwater infiltrating the concrete walls, and despite the drainage outlets at the four corners of the hall, the room is still exceptionally damp. In the center of the wall of the hall hangs a rusty cross of Jesus, and the constant flow of water over its surface accelerates the erosion of the cross.

On a somewhat torn glass table in front of the priest lay an old Bible, but the holiness on it had long since worn off, and in its place was an unusual dark matter that lingered in the book.

The old woman handed a cup of tea to the priest, which should have been a kind smile, but what was revealed from the old woman's face was a strange smile that made people uneasy.

The priest did not immediately taste the tea in front of him, but removed the sterling silver cross from his neck and slowly lowered it from the air into the cup containing the tea.

"Squeak!!"

After the cross was put in, the clear tea began to boil and sublimate, and black bubbles swelled from the inside, and what was originally a cup of tea turned into a viscous black liquid that emitted a foul smell.

When the priest raised his gaze again, the old woman with a strange smile on the side had disappeared...... (To be continued......)