。 Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ。。 [Future Doomsday Preview]。。。

Religious people who should not be fanatical.

Inhumans who can't be snooped on.

Humans who want to be human, and humans who want to destroy humanity. They buried mankind with their own hands, but they saved the world.

The imminent doomsday war is once again being staged in a chaotic future.

A man who was once a demon king.

A girl who was pushed into a dream.

The maiden of the ship of Theseus, and the landlord in search of "her". They weave through the steel city, embracing each other in the midst of the cannon-blazing apocalypse.

The love between the demon king and the girl unfolds for the first time in the future world.

Stay tuned, the future of the end of the world. (Maybe it's a blind teaser, 233)

。。 [End of preview].

Half a year has passed since the appearance of Hades in the world. The despair that had appeared at that time was like a colorful soap bubble, and as the bubble burst, everything dissipated into the mortal world. However, the sight of this colorful bubble floating in despair will forever remain in the hearts of everyone who has experienced it firsthand.

After that battle, no one knew where Fang Wuwei went. In short, when summer came, Fang Wuwei returned to this world. (Actually, it's because a certain author thinks that writing about winter on a hot day feels like it's easy to forget the setting, so it's better to skip it.) ）

At this moment, Fang Wuwei was standing in front of the familiar square room at No. 233 Longsheng Mansion with a confused expression. He was wearing shabby old clothes that did not match reality, and on the washed and yellowed pulp white lining, wisps of brown blood could barely be seen. And in his confused pupils, a touch of red, like a scar pricked by a silver needle, abruptly existed.

After being in a daze for a long time, looking at the originally bare garden, where a few bright wildflowers had also grown, Fang Wuwei felt the so-called truth. Liberation from gluttonous jade pendants, liberation from the truth of the cruel battlefield.

"No, I'm going to pull myself together!"

Patting his cheek vigorously, Fang Wuwei shook his head like a pug. He has decided to leave all those experiences that no one knows about and return to his old self. If he is still immersed in the past, it will conflict with his hopes.

With the confidence to regain it, Fang Wuwei showed a new smile on his face, and walked towards the familiar house step by step, looking forward to seeing the people he was familiar with again, and walking with them on the road of life again.

"Squeak~squeak~"

The scorching sun shone between the villas, and they dug out the soil and climbed up the treetops. Even in summer, the desolate atmosphere at No. 233 Yongsheng Mansion did not dissipate, as if it was still winter.

After the fall of Hades, the world somehow returned to its original state. It was as if it was a nightmare, and then I woke up to find that it was just a dream. But the tenants clearly understood that it was not a dream.

Shangguan Aolin continued to be his rich young master again, but he had a small follower by his side-Xi Luoya. Siloya, who was specially hired as a personal "maid", can now finally follow her sweetheart every day.

As for Zheng Koumao and Xiao Lian, after the two of them were bailed out of the military by Shangguan Aolin, they began the long road of searching for Fang Wuwei and Wu Meng. It's just that Zheng Koumao just swipes posts on the Internet every day. And Xiao Lian called the demon spirit every day, and he didn't give up until he was caught three times.

At this moment, the tenants are standing sadly in the living room of No. 233 Longsheng Mansion, mourning the landlord who has left them. They didn't know that Fang Wuwei had returned to the real world, and he was secretly hiding outside the door to observe the situation in the living room.

Fang Wuwei, who had a sunny face before, noticed the abnormal scene inside when he walked to the door. So he hid by the door with a black line, wanting to see what these strange people were going to do.

In the spotlessly clean living room of Siloya, there was a table neatly arranged. It's like someone dead in the family, a few sticks of incense, a few stacks of vegetables, and a black and white portrait photo. Zheng Koumao, Xiao Lian, Shangguan Aolin and Xi Luoya stood in a row, looking sadly at the photos on the table.

A few tears fell from Xiao Lian's eyes, and he gently wiped them away with his hands, and he choked up and said:

"Master. . . The noodles you make are unpalatable and often out of stock. ”

Fang Wuwei's old face was dark, looking at this appearance, these stupid tenants must have thought that they were dead and were mourning themselves. But I didn't expect Xiao Lian, a good apprentice, the only thing that came to mind was noodles!

"Your sister. Is that all I have left? Fang Wuwei complained quietly and continued to hide outside the door to observe.

Zheng Koumao was wearing a vest and big pants, with flip-flops on his feet, looking at the black and white photos on the small table with a sad face, and said sadly:

"Landlord, the Sprinkle family will definitely find your swollen body!"

The corners of Fang Wuwei's eyes twitched, and he subconsciously glanced at his body. In addition to being dressed more shabby, the figure is still standard. It is neither too strong nor too thin, and it is impossible to see the appearance of "bubble swelling" at all.

"Mr. Zheng. Where the hell did you know I was going to be swollen? Raising his head to look at Zheng Koumao, who was commemorating him, Fang Wuwei continued to whisper, and then shifted his gaze to Shangguan Aolin and Xi Luoya.

Shangguan Aolin was wearing a black suit, and the delicate handmade suit was made by a famous artist, which made people feel extraordinary at a glance. And Siloya, who was beside him, was dressed in a maid's outfit and looked at the photos on the table with a sad face. The two kept a fist away, one in front of the other, mourning together.

"Dr. Fang. Go all the way. ”

Shangguan Aolin's eyes were slightly red, and he remembered everything he had experienced with Fang Wuwei again. The doctor who always felt like he was cheating on himself was so cute and nostalgic in retrospect.

"Mr. Fang. Konishi will always remember you. ”

In Siloya's eyes, bean-sized tears slid down her cheeks one by one. Although she didn't know that she had a soul named Luo Ya in her own body, and she hadn't experienced much with Fang Wuwei, her kindness made her unable to let go.

Fang Wuwei, who was hiding at the door, sighed slightly, feeling guilty about his departure. At that time, I realized that I had been intoxicated by the gluttonous jade pendant, so I chose to leave here. Neither can you say that you are wrong, nor can you say that you are right, this helpless parting has indeed hurt these relatives and friends.

"Alas. . . Let's go see them. ”

With a hint of apology and a little uneasiness, Fang Wuwei muttered, ready to take a step and walk into the room. And then.. The moment Fang Wuwei raised his foot, he noticed the black-and-white photo on the table.

Just like the emoji that once went viral on the Internet, a Shibata dog doge with a slightly raised mouth was photoshopped into a black and white photo and hung in a palm-sized frame. The smile of the annoying dog was like a dazzling sunshine, stinging Fang Wuwei's eyes.

"I'll go! Even if you're still here, it's someone else who worships Mao! It's not even a human, it's a dog!! ”

Roaring wildly in his heart, the anger on Fang Wuwei's face could no longer be hidden, and he was about to rush in like this, but he saw Xiao Lian speak slowly again.

Xiao Lian, who was wearing a Taoist robe, kept hot tears falling from his eyes, looked at the photos on the table and cried:

"Master. . . I want to eat noodles. ”

Fang Wuwei fell backwards with a thud, and almost died on the spot, originally thought that Xiao Lian was going to say some deep sorrow, but he didn't expect such a sentence to come out!

"Your sister! How are you still noodles!! ”

Struggling to get up from the floor, Fang Wuwei only felt that he might as well just go away and fly high, and never come back! With a hint of anger, Fang Wuwei stepped on the steps in front of the door step by step, ready to scold these strange people!

It's just that as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Xiao Lian tearfully taking out a huge wooden board from the corner of the living room.

The wooden plank, which was as heavy as a tombstone, was covered by Xiao Lian's body, Xiao Lian's tears flowed horizontally, and he knelt in front of the photo of the annoying dog with a plop.

Fang Wuwei, who was already angry, felt a tight heart for some reason, and an indescribable sourness poured out of his heart.

[I didn't expect it.] Xiao Lian was so good to me. Even the tombstone is ready. 】

His heart warmed, although Fang Wuwei understood that he was not dead, Xiao Lian's actions made him feel extremely moved.

In ancient times, for the graves of funeral relatives, one or two generations can be remembered, but it is not clear after three generations, especially after migration, war, I don't know where the ancestral grave is, so a tombstone was erected to commemorate the deceased relatives. Erecting a monument for someone must be a dearest act for a person like Xiao Lian in the cultivation world.

"Sure enough, it's still Xiao Lian. This apprentice was not raised in vain! ”

Fang Wuwei's face showed a smile again, and the anger in his heart also decreased a little. Step out again, step on the side of the door, ready to surprise everyone.

And then.. Xiao Lian turned over the wooden board with all his might, and there were three big words deep on the heavy wooden board - 'from the heart'!

Well, if it's just like that, forget it, the three words of the heartfelt faction on the wooden board are written vertically!!

arouse

send

Looking at it this way, it's completely no different from "coercion"!!

I saw Xiao Lian holding the wooden plaque engraved with "Gang Faction", sobbing and crying loudly:

"Master! What a miserable death you had! The apprentice will definitely inherit your last wish and carry forward the Congxin faction! I'll hang this plaque later! Master.. ”

The original joy was once again defeated by Xiao Lian, and Fang Wuwei finally couldn't hold back anymore. With the bruised tendons on his head, he pushed the door hard, Fang Wuwei stood at the door angrily, and complained loudly to everyone in the living room:

"Xiao Lian! Even the door plaque has been made for you! Also, how can I have such a last wish! ”

Fang Wuwei's huge complaining voice, like the roar of a lion in Hedong, echoed in the living room for a long time, echoing in the minds of everyone who looked confused!

It was just an instant, and a series of shouts rang out among the bewildered people!

Shangguan Aolin hid tightly behind Xi Luoya's back, shouting, "Young Master Ben, hell!" ”。 Zheng Koumao's legs were weak, and he fell straight to the ground, convulsing constantly. But Xiao Lian was stunned for nearly a minute before he held the "cowardly" plaque in ecstasy and rushed towards Fang Wuwei!

"Master!!"

Xiao Lian, whose face was mixed with snot and tears, carried the "cowardly" plaque, and rushed to Fang Wuwei's side with a smile while crying! What a beautiful picture of the reunion of master and apprentice after life and death!

"Get out!"

However, Fang Wuwei jumped to the side with a black line on his face, and he didn't look like he wanted joy at all. Let's not talk about it first, Xiao Lian didn't say anything except noodles before, and took out such a stupid plank later. Just Xiao Lian carrying the wooden plank and rushing towards him had already made Fang Wuwei collapse!

Think about it, a sturdy man of more than 1.8 meters, with a large wooden board about the same size as a shield on his head, roaring and crashing into himself! Whoever doesn't hide is definitely stupid!

"Xiao Lian! Are you going to kill Master? ”

With Fang Wuwei's roar, the living room, which was originally full of faint sadness, was also jumping for a while, and the chickens and dogs were restless, messy, and a mess.

The small table with the "tribute" and the black-and-white photographs were all scattered in the living room, and the noisy people were left to trample on them.

Laughter, shouts, roars, faint sobs, pots and pans, ping-pong bells played the music of reunion. Ordinary and everyday life is always boring but desirable.

[Every ordinary daily life we spend may be a miracle that happens continuously. - "Daily"

The big trouble of the return also slowly subsided with the passage of time. In addition to the remaining joy of reunion, everyone is no longer so restless. At this moment, everyone squatted in front of the big black and white TV that had been dismantled by Wu Meng, and gathered in a circle to eat the dinner cooked by Xi Luoya. However, Siloya rolled up her sleeves and was cleaning the living room that had been messed up by everyone with a happy face.

"Hmmm! Konishi, you're doing a good job! ”

Fang Wuwei devoured dinner, he didn't have a chance to eat this kind of hot meal until he came back to reality. Although he was embarrassed to let Siloya clean his room, he just wanted to fill his stomach first.

"By the way, what about Wu Meng?"

After taking two bites of rice, Fang Wuwei realized that Wu Meng had not appeared. Originally, when he first came back, he thought that Wu Meng was playing upstairs, but when it was time to eat, he didn't see this little genius.

“。。。。”

The moment Fang Wuwei's words came out, the few people beside him suddenly fell silent. The chopsticks in their hands flicked the rice in the bowl slightly, and no one ate it anymore for a while. And Siloya, who was happily sweeping the floor, also stopped in frustration, and squeezed the hands of the broom tightly in his hand, and the force turned a little white.

"How... Finish? ”

Fang Wuwei looked at the suddenly speechless people beside him suspiciously, and doubts rose in his heart one by one, and then as if he realized something, his face turned pale.

"Smack!"

reacted, and all the anxiety and worry in my heart were on my face. Throwing the chopsticks in his hand on the ground, the plastic chopsticks bounced twice on the ground, and the food inside was also spilled on the ground, messy.

"Wu Meng!"

Shouting the name that was on his mind, he stumbled up the stairs. The ground under his feet, which was originally steady, is now like the deck of a flat boat swaying above the ocean, swaying as if it will fall into the sea in the next second.

Step by step, step up the not-so-long steps.

Little by little, I recall the tragedy of parting.

How I wish I could see her again.

How hopeful, never hurt her.

The memories of the Demon King are cruel blood, unbearable sorrow.

"Wu Meng!!"

Push the door open, expecting to see the little girl, fiddling with everything she loves as usual, and scolding herself for why she didn't knock.

And then.. All expectations and passions are crushed by the cold and unknown.

Mountains and rivers tell the poet what magnificence is.

The psalmist tells the suffering, we are sugar.

Suffering told him that parting was unforgettable.

Fang Wuwei, who was standing at the door with shocked eyes, looked at the slender figure in the dark and chaotic room, and couldn't help but think of a long-forgotten face in his heart.

"Hello. I'm 1001. If you use Morse code, I happen to be X. Ha. Ha. ”

Only the sound of the cold mechanical smell came from the girl with a calm face. The girl's eyes under black, round-rimmed glasses were hollow and reflected in the dim light of the aisle. The slightly fluffy hair, just up to her shoulders, fluttered in the wind. It was obviously as if he was going to say something interesting, but it could only make the shocked Fang Wuwei feel weird.

"You... Who is it? ”

His lips trembled slightly, Fang Wuwei didn't find the girl he wanted to see, but he could only see a stranger appear in his home, which made him speechless for a while.

This is the former demon king.,The "first" meeting with the girl.。