As the sky grew darker, the howling wind grew stronger and stronger, like a sharp sword raging over the wilderness, and the clouds pressed heavier against the ground. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

If it had only been as dark as after dusk and before dawn, now it had completely turned into the purest night in between, and the snow had begun to fall.

At first, it was just a little bit of crystal falling, but now the snowflakes in the sky are like goose feathers, just like that, falling from the sky one by one. With a chill, it fell to the mountain, to the ground, and to the field.

The field gradually became white and flat, because it was covered with layers of snow, so that the whole land was covered with a silvery white coat. In a short time, the snowflakes were already falling in a wave of momentum, as if to connect the vast earth with the boundless sky.

As the wind and snow swirled, the violent storm also began to roar wildly, howling fiercely.

However, there was a strange sound faintly sounding, even if it was mixed with the snowstorm that announced the direct entry into the harsh winter, it was so obvious-

"Kaz in the sky doesn't speak, and Brother Dao in the river misses his mother...... Majette remembered Dio's words, ACDC's tears, and the boss hung ......"

Humming a strange tune, Mu Xiu covered his forehead with one hand, and walked forward step by step against the violent wind and snow, and the speed was not slow.

He only felt that the ground under his feet gradually became like a thick carpet, and he stepped on it to make a "creaking" sound, leaving a series of deep footprints after walking through it.

This feeling is particularly interesting, if he hadn't experienced it in the Overworld, he might have been directly lost in this silver-white world at this time.

Because it was an indescribable and wonderful feeling, he was so delighted that he liked it beyond measure. But as for why he likes snow so much, even he can't say clearly, after all, there is no reason for emotional things.

It's just a heartfelt emotion -

I don't have any special thoughts or purposes, as if I am simply lamenting the lonely atmosphere, liking the quiet beauty, and having a vague premonition: sooner or later, I will meet my most important person on this snowy day.

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But if it's this kind of blizzard, forget it, although I like it as long as it's snowy, but it's too beautiful to speak of.

Raising his head to look at the cloudy sky, Mu Xiu sighed, but did not stop.

Although the snowflakes are getting denser and denser, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the whole world is white in all directions, and ordinary people can no longer see anything clearly a few meters away, and after walking on the road, they will become a snowman after a while.

However, Mu Xiu maintained an unimaginably accurate sense of direction from just now to now, and moved straight in the snow.

And although he had been blown by the wind, his hair was fluttering, and his clothes were bulging, there was not a single snowflake on his body that could touch it. It seems that there is a strange power that travels all over the body, even if it is a snowflake falling, he can accurately sense it, and directly shake it away with just the right amount of force.

A feather cannot be added, and flies and insects cannot fall.

This kind of ability to grasp every bit of strength in detail is a realm that ordinary people cannot achieve in their entire lives, and only a very small number of national martial arts masters can master similar top-notch martial arts skills after decades of hard work and actual combat.

For example, the grandmaster who has practiced the essence of real marksmanship is said to be able to make a ** big gun that is longer than one zhang and weighs more than eight catties directly pick out the flies on the window paper, and the window paper is not broken.

However, for Mu Xiu, this kind of unloading, deflection, force and other skills are basically automatically upgraded to the peak level with instinct, and they are self-taught, and they have been passively in a trigger state.

If you feel it, you will be it, and if you feel it, you will be hit!

But to be honest, he was actually a little worried about such an instinctive passive ability at the beginning, after all, if one didn't pay attention, as long as someone patted him on the shoulder, then in the next moment, I was afraid that Mu Xiu's reflexive counterattack would be able to beat people into meat sauce......

It was only later that he discovered that this ability was matched with his own almost metaphysical perception, and when someone approached him, he would inevitably feel it, and subconsciously distinguish friend from foe.

Besides, if you can really get close to yourself quietly, then the opponent's strength will definitely not be worse, even if it is a counterattack, it is not a problem. Therefore, Mu Xiu put his mind at ease and did not deliberately suppress such instincts.

"The snow is so big, how should people live in this era......"

The boy muttered, reorienting himself and moving on, black as he was, but strong enough to see the outline of a village at the foot of a mountain in the distance. After walking for half an hour in the blizzard, he finally saw the place where people lived.

The biting cold of the heavy snow had no effect on him, or it should be said that the general cold and hot environment could no longer affect his mobility.

But at this time, Mu Xiu suddenly stopped moving forward, and kicked his legs hard the next moment!

There was only a muffled "bang" sound, and a huge crater appeared in the ground, accompanied by a strange scream that disappeared into the blizzard in an instant! A stream of black blood mixed with disgusting tissue fluid burst out of the crack, churning underground, but slowly there was no movement.

Mu Xiu's face, who fell more than thirty meters away, changed slightly, although he said that after sensing the enemy's situation, he directly attacked the inexplicable monster under the ground to death, but the situation did not improve in the slightest.

Or rather, it's worsened -

Almost at the same time that the smell of fishy blood had just dissipated and melted into the air, he sensed several strange auras coming from all directions.

Is it really so dangerous in this era, the density of demons and monsters and so on is too high!

With a long exhale, Mu Xiu glanced around quickly, then turned around and continued to walk forward. On the way, two pistols appeared in his hand, one was a Gauss pistol with infinite ammunition with a bit of sci-fi shape, and the other was his favorite 500 revolver.

The former is infinite ammunition that does not require reloading, and the resulting electromagnetic field can accelerate the warhead to incredible speeds and launch it, penetrating almost any obstacle, with perfect range, accuracy, and stopping force.

The disadvantage is that because it is an infinite ammo version, in order to prevent the leakage of technology, the "main god" encapsulates it too completely.

It only generates a pulsing high-intensity electromagnetic field at the moment of launch, and Mu Xiu can only use the electromagnetic force to correct and accelerate again at the moment when the warhead is discharged.

In addition, other targeted means of increasing attack power are difficult to use on the "ammo" inside the firearm with infinite ammo.

The 500 revolver has only five rounds, but it is powerful enough to kill an African elephant with a single shot. In addition, because the recoil is too strong, it is jokingly said that unless Resident Evil breaks out, or hunting aliens in space, it is useless.

But the advantage is that Mu Xiu can not only use electromagnetic force to accelerate the correction of the warhead trajectory, and even directly use it as a super electromagnetic cannon to shoot out, but also use the armed color domineering to directly entangle the bullets in the gun and strengthen the attack power-

In Takashimaya Times Square before, he killed a Class A evil spirit with one shot.

That's perfectly enough.

That's right, he just restrained his breath along the way because he was troublesome, which didn't mean that these miscellaneous soldiers were really qualified to make trouble for him. Mo said that there were a few heads, even if it was thousands or hundreds, it was not enough for him to kill casually, and there was no need to be serious at all.

So you don't need to change your route, you don't need to devise any tactics, you just need to go all the way and deal with what is coming.

Anyway, it's more or less a matter of gently pulling the trigger and sending out a bullet.

……

……

In the distance, a village at the foot of the mountain.

The sky was dark and there was nothing to be seen, only snowflakes falling from the sky, and the whole world was shrouded in whiteness as far as the eye could see.

A dozen or so poorly dressed villagers shivered in the cold wind with torches, and could only shrink as far as they could to shelter from the wind. They were just like this under the big tree at the entrance of the village, looking worriedly at the onmyoji who was leading the horse in front of them, and you and I admonished me word by word.

"Onmyoji-sama, don't go at this time, it's too dark and too dangerous......"

"yes, there's nothing wrong with the enchantment anyway, if there's any danger, just raise it......"

“……”

The onmyoji led the only skinny horse in the village, turned around and sighed, and said in a helpless tone, "Everyone! It's not okay to blindly think about escaping, now that winter has come, the spiritual power under it is not enough to support the village's enchantment all the time, and it can only be opened when necessary......"

"--I don't know if it's a monster or a ghost in the vicinity of the village, I have to go and see, you should be careful before I come back, if there is a wild beast attacking, use a torch to drive it away, don't feel sorry for the firewood, people without fire can't survive the winter!"

After some advice, the Onmyoji no longer hesitated, turned over and rushed out, and soon the figure became smaller, and gradually this black dot disappeared into the white expanse at the end of the snow in the distance.

“……”

“……”

The villagers, who had not been able to stop each other, looked at each other and were not in the mood to speak.

Just as the ancient people of other worlds would not have been surprised by the beasts that were everywhere, for example, there would not have been any primitive man who felt that it was unreasonable for him to use rudimentary stone tools instead of advanced alloy crafts.

These villagers, who belong to the world of this era, also take the existence of ghosts and ghosts on this land for granted, just like there must be a sun in the sky and mountains and rivers on the earth, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

After all, inhuman things have existed since ancient times, and some even appeared before humans.

But this does not prevent them from finding life difficult—wars, taxes, wild bandits, beasts, natural disasters, pestilences, aliens...... In this era, it's all about human life, unless it's those big towns and cities, it's relatively much safer, and as long as ordinary villages exist, there will basically be an onmyoji or shrine maiden.

Generally speaking, they have mastered some spells that can deal with ordinary monsters, and they have also mastered some simple pharmacological knowledge, so that the village can exist. It can be said that in this era, an onmyoji or shrine maiden is the real person in charge of a village.

Now seeing the "lifeblood" of the village walking into the snow alone, and the cold winter has just begun, it is natural that any villager will feel uneasy.

And their hunch was indeed correct, and after half an hour, the onmyoji did not come back.