On the balcony of the Chen family.

Ryan brought a chair to Chen Jing, and specially helped him make a pot of medicinal tea ordered by the old man, saying that it had the effect of promoting self-healing of the body.

"Young master, according to the master's instructions, I have prepared all the materials needed for this time, and we will live in the wasteland for a month...... No problem, you can still live a good life! ”

"It won't take more than a month." Chen Jing drank slowly with a teacup, his eyes were in the direction of "Moonlight Parish" from beginning to end.

It is the home of the [Moonlight Order] and the only area in Eternal Night that does not have a sheriff, and it seems to have been in this state of independence and self-government for many years.

"We might be back in just one day." Chen Jing said with a smile, thinking about what the old man had said before.

Lawrence knew the clues, he had already asked.

The map of the wasteland, he also asked the council to come.

According to the route planned by the old man, coupled with the speed of Bai Aji, as long as there are no more accidents along the way, including the time to rush back and forth...... More than one day is enough.

"Ryan, you seem to be excited." Although Chen Jing's gaze had always stayed in the direction of the diocese, he could still see out of the corner of his eye, and the frequency of the soul fire beating in the Skeleton Ryan's eye socket was somewhat abnormal.

"Hmm......" Ryan nodded, speaking quietly, "After all, I grew up in the wasteland...... I would also like to go back and see ......."

"Just go back and see?" Chen Jing tilted his head to look at Ryan, the smile on his face meaningful.

Ryan hurriedly nodded yes, but in the next second, he lowered his head again, as if he felt that his careful thoughts had been seen by the young master.

In fact, when Ryan first entered the Chen family.

Chen Bofu, as an old Jianghu, has long figured out his details.

In a way, Ryan's background is clean, similar to that of most cubs living in the wasteland.

Ryan was born into a wasteland tribe called "Tuso", and his parents were both old tribe descendants.

However, his father died when he was two years old, and his mother had been sacrificed to the "Tree of Tuso" by the tribe a few months earlier.

According to the old man.

That ancient tree was the protector of the Tuso tribe.

At least that's what they think.

Each wandering tribe will support a "god" who protects the tribe, but in the end, those so-called "gods" are actually some of the more powerful old descendants or polluted species.

These patron gods are not unconditional patron tribes.

Same as "relics".

If the tribe wants to harness their power, it will have to pay a price.

This price.

In most cases, it is settled by human life.

In many cases, transactions tend to be fair, but occasionally there are dregs who "take money and don't do anything", such as the ancient tree of the Tuso tribe......

"Want to avenge your mother?" Chen Jing looked at Ryan and asked with a gentle smile.

"Hmm...... Yes......" Ryan nodded timidly, speaking in a quieter voice, "but I'm too weak......"

"With us here, what are you afraid of?" Chen Jing smiled, not surprised by Ryan's careful thoughts, "Since you live in this family, then you are your own person." ”

Ryan was stunned and looked up at Chen Jing.

"It's just to help your own people get angry, it's not as complicated as you think."

Chen Jing turned his face and continued to look in the direction of the Moonlight Parish, and the soft-spoken reassurance made Ryan feel like crying.

"Young Master...... Thank you ......."

Although Ryan has been living in the wasteland and has only recently seized the opportunity to sneak into the city, he knows ......

Both in the wasteland and in the city.

There are definitely not many kind-hearted young masters like Chen Jing.

Aside from the help mentioned this time, he has never put on a shelf, and even in daily life, Ryan has to be taken care of by him often.

"Mom and Dad must have blessed me...... Only then can I meet such a good young master......"

Suddenly, Chen Jing spoke coldly.

"Ryan, go to the study and get my grandfather's binoculars."

"Okay!"

The old man's telescope is actually an ancient relic called "Kangnyma".

Although the cost of use is two eyeballs of low-level old descendants, it is undeniable that this thing is still very cost-effective.

According to the old man, the two eyeballs on it have been in place for almost ten years, and they can still be used now.

"What's the fun ...... over there?"

Chen Jing raised the binoculars handed by Ryan and looked in the direction where the Moonlight Diocese was located.

The telescope is roughly shaped like ordinary binoculars, but it looks like it is "made of meat", with a blood-red surface with some tumors and two large bulging eyeballs.

When Chen Jing began to observe, the two eyeballs began to spin slightly, and the pupils in the iris began to dilate rapidly......

"The old man is fast enough."

Chen Jing only saw a dark cloud hanging over the Moonlight Diocese, which seemed to cover Gegero's moonlight, and the sky was full of those strange "eyes".

Compared to the last time I played with the prologue night.

This time, the old man was more like a real person.

Of course, it could also be because my home is not there.

You don't have to worry about accidentally hurting your house, so you don't have to keep your hands.

Now.

A thick black fog that obscured the sky spread over the parish.

Even if the two sides are far away.

With the help of the ancient relic telescope, Chen Jing could also see very clearly those eyes that were gradually opening in the black fog.

These 2D-like eyes have different looks, and they twist up the moment they appear, like the product of some terrifying aberration, and they squeeze each other's space until they join together......

In a flash.

The sky of the Moonlight Parish is like a Van Gogh painting.

It became that distorted and beautiful starry night.

It was a night sky made up of countless distorted eyeballs.

"The old man doesn't want to play for real......"

Chen Jing found the figure of the old man in the thick black fog, and he sat in the sky like a demon driving the clouds, looking down on the land condescendingly.

On that old face that used to be kind and kind, there was an inexplicable crazy expression, and the smile was distorted with excitement.

That's when it happened.

I saw the old man raise his hand without warning.

Then he swung down.

The entire distorted sky began to fall in an instant.

The thick black mist that exuded an ominous aura was like a black boulder falling from the sky, smashing into the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, completely devouring everything it touched in an instant......

Until I saw this scene.

Chen Jingcai really understood......

What exactly do the four words of living natural disasters mean?