Chapter 47—To You in Four Hundred Years
Wow –
Torrential winds carried heavy rain.
"Found it!" The man looked up happily and looked at the other side of the cliff.
Without time to stop, the man quickly glanced around, judging the shortest route to the flowers.
He resolutely raised his foot and stepped on the side of the cliff, a narrow crack in the stone that protruded from the cliff face.
Boom!
The stone came under pressure and crumbled and rolled down the cliff.
It took a long time for the sound of the stone bottoming out.
The man didn't look back, he took a deep breath and slowly pressed against the cliff, slowly moving sideways in the direction of the herb.
"Ahh
After approaching the yellow flower, which was messy in the rain, he reached out and tried to reach for it.
“… Reach...! The man clung to the mountain wall, and the gravel under his feet was already faintly crumbling under the pressure and rain.
After hearing the crackling of stones beneath his feet.
His heart was crossed, and his hind feet stood his tiptoes.
Reach out and jerk forward.
Syllable!
A cluster of yellow flowers, which is grasped directly in the hand.
Caught!
The crimson eyes lit up with joy.
But the next moment.
Boom!
The stone beneath his feet was overwhelmed and completely shattered at the last moment, and the man stomped into the air.
"Ho! Hoa ”
As his center of gravity tilted, the whole person was about to fall down the cliff unbalanced.
He subconsciously glanced at the bottom of the cliff.
Thoughts become quick.
It's going to die, if you fall from this height, you're going to die.
At the moment of falling, the man did not feel chagrin and remorse in his heart.
He just stared wide-eyed and gritted his teeth at the flowers in his hands.
Then he grabbed it tightly and held it in the palm of his hand.
There is no ichiro, there is a lang!
Anyone can do it, get out of the house.
- Find me and bring the herbs back.
The man sincerely hopes that the flowers he plucked from the cliff can be the key to healing his wife.
Then.
Not far away.
The bottom of the cliff.
Syllable!
The purple-black serpentine figure stepped on the ground with one foot, stepping on the water splash, and the raindrops splashed.
The calves are tense and accumulating.
Whoosh –
The rain shuddered instantly, leaving a shallow outline of raindrops in place.
The figure swept the breeze and rushed towards the man who was falling into the air!
Bang!
With the sound of slamming on the ground, the figure rose into the air.
In mid-air, one soared and grabbed the man's back collar.
Creak...!
The hat fell off and fluttered in the wind in the rain.
"Huh?!"
At the moment when the man was stunned and didn't react, he was pulled by a huge force and dragged back to the cliff directly.
"Ah——!!h In the weightless mid-air, the man subconsciously shouted.
Although I don't know what the situation is, the yellow flower in my hand has never been loosened.
Bang!
He was thrown on the muddy ground mixed with rain.
“… It hurts! ”
The man struggled and sat up, grinning in pain as he touched his lower back.
Then, after reacting, he immediately looked at the yellow flower in his hand and looked up again.
Ahead.
The tall figure of the purple-black serpentine feather weave stood there.
was condescending, looking down at him.
The dim sky made the light very dim, and the rain kept hitting the man's face, so that he couldn't see the other person's face clearly.
- What?
- What happened?!
The man looked around and realized that he was already on the road he had just come, and beneath him were the muddy footprints he had just stepped on.
Saved!
I just felt in a trance for a moment, and then I came to the ground!
Although it is not clear how the other party rescued him.
Slightly relieved.
But he has something more important in his heart at the moment:
"That, that!"
He raised his head, supported himself with his hands from behind, and seeing that the other party did not mean to speak, he said with a shiver of cold:
"Thank you for your help, thank you very much!"
He held up the rain-beaten flowers in his hand:
"I'm going to hurry home now."
"My wife is waiting at home for me to bring things back!"
With that, he closed his mouth and waited.
But there was no answer.
Seeing this, he swallowed a mouthful of rainwater, endured the dryness of the base of his tongue, and shouted to the man in the rain curtain:
"If you don't dislike it!"
"Please, please follow me!"
"The humble house can shelter from the rain!"
Just after he said this.
The figure on the opposite side seemed to feel something, and he suddenly looked up:
"You..."
In an instant, the man only felt like a thorn in his back, and a chill climbed down his spine from behind him, and his hairs rose suddenly.
The voice with a special meaning and a long tone sounded:
"What's your name...?"
Name?
The man shuddered a little by the sudden strange feeling, he subconsciously looked around, and then replied:
“… Penetration. ”
“… The only Lang. ”
As soon as the words fell.
Boom——!!
In the dark red sky, a thunderclap exploded, instantly illuminating the dim environment around it.
At the same time, it also illuminated the appearance of the purple-black figure in front of the only Lang.
In Shi Tou only Lang leaned back, his back hand on the ground, and his crimson pupils.
He took advantage of that moment of light.
I saw it clearly, on the face of the person opposite.
Those six, almost the eyes of the whole face!
“!!” The only Lang's pupils shrank suddenly, he subconsciously leaned back, facing the black death mou, his hands propped behind him, and shouted in surprise:
"Ahh
But the next moment, he reacted, and his face was full of apologies:
"Hug, sorry!"
The only lang said, he slowly stood up, his clothes were full of mud, he nodded cautiously, apologetically, and said:
“… I'm not scared by you. ”
He reached out and scratched his face, his eyes rolling around, as if he was quickly looking for a reason:
"Actually, I'm afraid of thunder..."
As if he had found some ingenious reason, the only one clapped his hands and left the case:
"That's right! I've been afraid of thunder since I was a child, I'm sorry to make you laugh..."
As he spoke, the only lang took a closer look at the appearance of the black dead mou.
After seeing that those six eyes really existed, the only lang still felt a little frightened.
At the same time, a wave of sympathy rose in my heart.
- Was it born with a deformity?
He had seen deformed children, and it was not uncommon for them to be unpopular because of their appearance.
In the opinion of Shi Tou Yuro, who has never seen a ghost, this may be the case with Black Death Mou.
And the black death Mou, who was thinking about it, inexplicably, felt an emotion called "sympathy" from the body of the only lang.
“?” Black Death Mou was stunned, his expression was a little puzzled.
If he was put in the first place, he might choose to slash the person in front of him with a knife.
But now.
"I'm sorry, please come with me quickly, I'm going to get sick after being out in the rain for a long time!"
Shi Tou turned around, he shouted at Black Death, and quickly walked away the way he came.
Black Death Mou stared at Shi Tou's back as he left.
Through... Yes.
Jiguo's surname has disappeared.
Also, four hundred years have passed.
He thought so in his heart, and didn't care about the sympathy that the only lang had for him just now.
Then, strolling behind the footsteps of the only lang, he slowly left.
……