"Breaking into Kanto? You people from Sichuan and Chongqing also came here to break into the Kanto! ”

The coachman said that he flicked his whip and drove the wagon at a gallop, and on both sides of the road was a vast wilderness.

"Let's eat!" The short-haired young man said with a smile: "I heard that the railway is being built here in Liaodong, and Taijun is in charge of eating and living!" ”

"Alas!"

At this time, a thinly dressed man in the carriage sighed and said: "There is nothing wrong with them, let's eat together, we don't betray the country, and we don't do anything to lose our conscience, just eat together, eat together!" ”

Most of the refugees in this carriage are refugees from the Kanto region, although their homeland is difficult to give up, but it is the most realistic life to survive.

In order to beg for a bite to eat, they had to come to the territory occupied by the Japanese invaders, and I heard that a large number of laborers were recruited here to build the railway, although there was no salary, but at least they could not starve to death, because they could not afford to take the train, so they could only take the carriage.

At this time, a woman as tall as a strong man in the carriage looked at the short-haired young man and said with a smile:

"I see that you are quite handsome, especially these eyes, how rare they are, to build the railway, isn't it a waste? Obviously, you can eat with your face, but I heard that the Yamato Hotel in Bencheng recruits that! ”

The short-haired young man said: "What's the meaning of hugging the girls all day long?" ”

The tall woman smiled: "It means a lot, it seems that you haven't hugged it, it tastes beautiful, there is a tunzi in front of you, give you a hot quilt?" ”

The short-haired young man scolded with a smile: "Forget it, you are like this, if you are close to your body, you will definitely be able to lose a layer of skin, I don't dare." ”

The tall woman smiled: "It seems that you have never tasted a woman, boy chicken, right?" We're slippery, not sticky. ”

The short-haired young man laughed and said, "Through your flower jacket, you can see what is wrapped inside, an old finch of old age!" ”

When they heard this, all the people in the carriage burst out laughing.

But the laughter did not last long, and ended in a rush of furious gunfire.

Dozens of tongues of fire pierced back and forth, the galloping horses neighed in mourning, the carriage rolled on its side, and the corpses fell to the ground, spurting blood that stained the grass red.

The horizon was on the margin, the tire belt rolled across the grass, the green convoy rushed out of the horizon, and an off-road vehicle followed unhurriedly.

This is the convoy of Japanese pirates escorting Yuan Guangxin to Bincheng from the Shishikou Military Port, they encountered this carriage, and out of a certain condescending mentality, they did not give this carriage a chance to avoid it, but directly chose to crush it.

In the convoy, Gen Guangxin looked at this scene with a calm face, the death of a few people was insignificant, as a Shinto priest, he was the same as the Watanabe great priest who received the flying thunder sword with his head, and he had also participated in the plan to make a demon out of a fetus.

"Go and clean up the wreckage on the road, don't delay the priest's trip!"

A small group of pirates stepped out of the cart to push the dumped wagon aside, preferring to do it themselves rather than give the wagon a chance to move itself.

However, before they could get closer, among the pile of corpses in the overturned carriage, the short-haired young man stood up, raised the muzzle of the black hole, and spewed out a piercing tongue of fire, and a dense rain of gunfire rang out.

The heads of this small group of widows were shattered in an instant, and the blood burst open, and a bit of miserable white slurry splashed onto the face of the short-haired youth.

The short-haired young man looked expressionless, wiped the disgusting things off his face, and threw the empty box cannon on the ground.

On the ground, at his feet, blood scrambled to spread, and he lowered his eyes as he glanced at the tall woman with whom he had been talking and laughing, and reached out to close her dead eyes.

Then, he looked at the convoy of pirates opposite, picked up two guns, and walked over with a blank face.

Don't look at him as a little weak in the rain of bullets just now, but in fact, he is an alien, an alien between the innate and the acquired.

This allows him to not only have the unpredictable and unique ability of congenital aliens, but also can practice like acquired aliens and have high growth.

Therefore, he is very strong, very strong, thanks to his innate ability, not to mention the younger generation, even many older generations, in front of him, are just lambs to the slaughter.

However, he has a specialization in the art industry, he is not good at horizontal training, and he has not learned some kung fu to protect the body, so under the rain of bullets, he can only protect himself, and he can't save people.

However, saving people is not good, killing people, he is still doing it.

After a few breaths, the military vehicle also flipped on its side like the carriage, sticky blood dripping from the military vehicle little by little, and scattered stumps and broken arms lay in pools of blood.

Dozens of well-trained Japanese soldiers were killed by him in just a few breaths, and they didn't even have time to scream.

The short-haired young man looked into the car, and as he slaughtered the Japanese soldiers, the other party punched out a white edict with blood-colored runes outlined on it.

In the flickering of the runes, a strange god with three times the size of an ordinary person, two wings and a long nose, and a vermilion mask on his face suddenly emerged from it.

Raven Tengu, a kind of youkai in the Hyakki Night Walk, is one of the Shikami often summoned by Shinto priests, and his strength is very strong.

"Boom!"

The Raven Tengu spread its wings, its face and the edges of its wings glowing with glowing fire, swirling clouds of flames and turning into a vast sea of fire.

On the smooth official road, the flames were surging in the sky, surging like the tide of the sea, carrying a strong shock wave, surging out towards the short-haired youth.

The short-haired young man did not dodge, facing the terrifying flames, and opened his eyes violently, and his eyes erupted with a dazzling blue light.

In an instant, the firelight that surged like a tidal wave dimmed, returned to its original form, and dissipated into a cloud of blue-white Qi.

Not only the flames, but even the Raven Tengu who swooped over was completely defeated after a twist in shape, turning into a white talisman and falling to the ground.

"How...... How...... What's going on? What's the situation?! What just happened? ”

Gen Guangxin was shocked, this Raven Tengu was a means that he was proud of, few people could deal with it, how could it be scattered in an instant?

He hurriedly played several more talismans one after another, summoning more Shikami gods, but like the previous Raven Tengu, these Shikkai gods often dissipated as a ball of primordial Qi as soon as they appeared, and some could not even be summoned.

"You limit my abilities, you turn all my means into primitive Qi, how is this possible? This terrifying ability for you...... Who are you? ”

Before Gen Guangxin could finish speaking, he was pinched by the neck of the short-haired young man and pressed to the ground.

"Who am I? I don't know who I am, I have no beginning in the past, no end in the future, no roots! ”

The short-haired young man said slowly, his hands flowing with a soft blue light, his muscular forearms exerting force, and the iron tongs did not move at all.

"It's not just a means, my Qi, my Qi is useless!"

Yuan Guangxin's face was full of disbelief, this time, not only the power of Shikijin could not be used, but even his own edict methods were invalid.

The Qi in his body could no longer construct any means except for normal operation, and he was weaker than ever, becoming like an ordinary person.

"The inertia brought about by the great power makes you lose your empathy, start to ignore ordinary people, and treat everything in a cold way, in the final analysis, you have not experienced severe beatings, and you lack the necessary sense of reverence for everything!"

The short-haired young man shoved the box cannon in his hand into Yuan Guangxin's mouth and stabbed him in the throat:

"It's quite an identity, come, tell me about it, what are you going to do in such a hurry, rushing to reincarnate!"

The other side.

Next to Bincheng Port, in Zhang Dashuai's secret stronghold.

Zhang Zhiwei was meditating and practicing, and a night of walking with a hundred ghosts, while cleaning up the Japanese garrison, Zhang Zhiwei also gained a lot of faith power.

After these powers of faith were calcined and purified by the Samadhi True Fire, they turned into gold, and they were collected by him into the dantian and integrated into his own Qi, making his original blue Qi dyed with a touch of brilliant gold.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei also keenly felt that some other changes had taken place in his body, but this change was extremely small and had not yet affected him, so even he could hardly tell whether this effect was good or bad.

Zhang Zhiwei attaches great importance to the matter of his own life, and this kind of thing that is not known for the time being good or bad cannot be ignored.

So he called out his busy "national teacher" and assigned him the glorious and arduous task of investigating the effect of the power of faith on his life.

Of course, this kind of thing, he himself is also self-examining, and he examines himself three times a day.

And when Zhang Zhiwei was reflecting on his body three times a day.

Lu Jin, Lu Ci, and Wang Ai are chatting.

"Fatty, I'm going to Changbai Mountain next, Guan Shihua should be there, I'm about to see the person you have in mind, are you happy?" Lu Ci said teasingly.

"I'm a little nervous!" Wang Ai thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I don't know what's going on, I used to think about Shi Hua'er in my mind, and when I was eating, I was thinking, this thing is so delicious, how good it would be if I ate it with Shi Hua'er, and I would think when I saw something beautiful, if only Shi Hua'er could see it......"

"But recently, I've been following Senior Brother Zhang to do big things, and somehow, Shi Hua'er appears less and less in my mind, not that I don't like her anymore, it's just that my mind is no longer full of him, it seems to be ...... It seems to ......"

Wang Ai thought about it for a while, but couldn't find a suitable adjective.

At this time, Zhang Zhiwei, who had finished the three provinces, opened his eyes and said for him: "It seems that the focus has been shifted to your own body?" ”

"Yes, yes, that's what it feels like!" Wang Ai hurriedly nodded and said, "Sure enough, Senior Brother Zhang knows a lot!" ”

Zhang Zhiwei said slowly: "This is a good phenomenon, give yourself back, put your time and energy on yourself, keep your heart in fame and fortune, and walk forward in the eyes of the world, in order to make greater progress!" ”

(End of chapter)