Chapter 100: White Bone Leaf Pupil

The unreal is always illusory, coming quickly and disappearing faster.

The mirage disappeared, and Zhang Sanyi felt a kind of loss, it seemed that the moonlight was not so bright.

The little monk sniffed and carried the schoolbag that had fallen to the tip of his buttocks.

Go on, silently.

It's just not as excited as it was at the beginning.

The mirage is becoming clearer and clearer, at least it shows that Zhang Sanyi is right to go east.

Facing the moon and sending the moon away, Zhang Sanyi also watched the so-called sun and moon on the same day, and it was a sunny day, and the sun that just came out in the morning was particularly dazzling.

They continued to walk against the sun, sat down to drink tea when they were tired, and then continued on their way.

Finally, Zhang Sanyi saw a few pieces of rags from a distance, and slowly approached, not far away, there was a skeleton, the flesh and blood had already been drained, only Bai Sensen's skeleton was left, and a thick sand spear was inserted in his chest, which was obviously killed by the sand soldiers, Zhang Sanyi couldn't help but gasp, and his back couldn't help but feel a little cold.

Standing in front of the skeleton, Zhang Sanyi had to re-examine his current situation, when he first entered the ruins, he had the mentality of joining in the fun, and he didn't think about how much danger there would be, besides, the old man bull also said that the scale of this ruins is not large, Zhang Sanyi believed it, and it was understood that it was not very dangerous.

Now, this cold-looking skeleton has calmed him down a lot, this is not a joke, it is really going to die, Zhang Sanyi is still afraid of death, and he is also afraid of killing. Although he killed Zhuang Zhicheng with his own hands, in his heart, he has been avoiding this fact, and he doesn't know what happened to him at that time.

"Hoo ......"

Spit out heavily, Zhang Sanyi pulled out a giant spear inserted in the skeleton, and then, dug a sand pit, put the skeleton in it, and it can be regarded as a burial, although I don't know whether it is a man or a woman, an old or a young.

Selling the skeleton, Zhang Sanyi felt heavy, it seems that since he came to this world, this world has been telling him that this is a world where people will die, fight against alien beasts, people who will die, fight against cults, people who will die, explore ruins, and people will also die, not that you must be ready to die, but you must at least become stronger, the strongest person will not die.

"Why didn't you chant the scriptures just now, and overtook him?"

Zhang Sanyi's voice was deep and he didn't look back, and the little monk Huaisheng behind Zhang Sanyi also knew what Zhang Sanyi said to him.

"I won't"

It's still milky, and it's a little justified.

Since putting on the wide and shabby monk's robe that day, the little monk has never taken it off, and now he looks dirty, like a little Hanako, looking at the schoolbag on his back, like an oppressed little Hanako.

In Zhang Sanyi's heart, Huaisheng should have recited a sutra just now, whether it was the Sutra of the Past Death, or just a simple sentence of Amitabha, but the little monk didn't.

It seemed that he felt Zhang Sanyi's resentment, and the little monk's steps were suddenly not so brisk, sullen, and depressed, and he was more than a meter away from Zhang Sanyi.

"Third uncle, don't be angry, I really won't"

Finally, the little monk couldn't help it, and whispered a little aggrieved.

Wu, Zhang Sanyi stopped his steps, and the little monk bumped into him, and quickly took a small step back, lowering his head.

"I'm not mad at you, will you recite the scriptures"

Zhang Sanyi sighed, he still couldn't be harsh on the little monk.

Rubbing the little monk's head, which was already covered with black pressed hair, Zhang Sanyi smiled, and the little monk also smiled.

In the afternoon, when the sun was setting, there were several skeletons, without a trace of flesh and blood, on Bai Sensen's bones, there were some terrible tooth marks, still like at the beginning, Zhang Sanyi pulled out the spear and buried the skeleton.

The little monk clasped his hands together and whispered "Amitabha".

The sentence "Amitabha" is simple, simple and seems to be able to be chanted by anyone, but Zhang Sanyi asked the little monk to chatter, not only because he is a monk, but also because Huaisheng is still young, or the age of kindergarten or the first grade of primary school, since he is following behind him, it is inevitable to see himself kill the sand soldiers, but when he sees those who are dead, at least he has a heart of compassion, and a "Amitabha" is enough.

In his opinion, it has been hard enough for the little guy to sleep with him in the past few months, and he can't teach anything else with limited ability, but a "good" word, this is what he needs to tell the little guy.

rubbed the little monk's head again, the little monk smiled, and the snot bubble blew the boss.

"Haha-"

Zhang Sanyi couldn't help laughing.

"Help—help—"

Several heart-rending cries for help came into Zhang Sanyi's ears, and in the distance, Zhang Sanyi saw a figure rolling down the sand mountain, chasing a sand soldier behind him.

"Go ......"

Taking the lead, Zhang Sanyi ran towards the man.

It seems that the man also saw Zhang Sanyi who was running towards him, and he was struggling desperately, but no matter how desperate he was, the sand soldier behind him was still slowly approaching, and there were still about a hundred meters away from Zhang Sanyi, and the sand soldier had already caught up with the man who fell again, and raised his spear high.

"Go-"

A white light came out of Zhang Sanyi's cuffs, like a streamer.

"Bang-"

The sand soldier's head exploded, and his body froze suddenly, and he fell backwards.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out of Zhang Sanyi's mouth and sprayed onto the hot sand, and white smoke immediately rose.

For Zhang Sanyi, who had just learned to control the sword, the distance of 100 meters was still too difficult, but he still did it, of course, at the cost of the hot blood that spurted out just now, and the head that would hurt like it had exploded.

"Uhhh

Holding his head, Zhang Sanyi knelt on the sand in pain, fell down again, curled up in a ball.

The little monk finally ran to Zhang Sanyi's side, not flustered, nor overwhelmed, just frowned, sat cross-legged in front of Zhang Sanyi, folded his hands, and whispered softly.

Zhang Sanyi, who was in pain and had lost his mind, gradually regained a little clarity, although his head still exploded with the same pain, and he was groggy, but at least it was much better than just now.

"Third uncle, are you okay?"

Zhang Sanyi opened his eyes and saw the little monk with an anxious face, and smiled weakly.

Supported by the little monk, Zhang Sanyi struggled to sit up, took out a small teapot, poured a sip of tea, and after drinking the tea, Zhang Sanyi felt that he seemed to feel a little better.

In the distance, the rescued person did not get too close to Zhang Sanyi and the little monk, the distance was still fifty meters away, and he looked at this side vigilantly, wanting to get closer, but he didn't dare.

As if sensing the man's gaze, Zhang Sanyi turned his head to look at it and smiled.

"Come here"

shouted softly, Zhang Sanyi still hoped to have a companion, perhaps, he could learn something about this ruin from that person.

As for whether he can come over, Zhang Sanyi does not force it.

After struggling for a long time, the man was still shaken, and slowly moved towards Zhang Sanyi's side, stopping and stopping, very vigilant.

Zhang Sanyi bought a Yangyuan Pill and stuffed it into his mouth, which was like a jelly bean, with a hint of sweetness in his stomach.

Suddenly, Zhang Sanyi felt that the pain in his head had been reduced a lot and he was much more relaxed.

The man finally leaned over, only less than five meters away from Zhang Sanyi, Zhang Sanyi saw that the man was wearing a disheveled head, ragged, and had a kind of unclothed appearance, faintly, Zhang Sanyi still remembered, as if he saw Lan Wu's school uniform that day, it was like this.

"You're a student of Hokubu, huh?"

Zhang Sanyi asked softly, he obviously felt that the person in front of him should be a Beiwu student, and his mood was not quite right.

The man nodded slightly, his face unclear.

Suddenly, Zhang Sanyi realized that with such long hair, could it be a girl?

The voice was a little softer, mixed with a hint of tenderness.

"If you believe me, you can come here"

After struggling for a while, the female student still moved her steps and walked over, but she was still very cautious about Zhang Sanyi.

"Sit down"

"Thank you...... Thank you ......"

The voice was dry, and Zhang Sanyi saw that this girl, who was a few years younger than him, trembled involuntarily.

Signaling Xiao Huaisheng to take out a cup, Zhang Sanyi poured a full cup of steaming tea and handed it to the girl.

"Goo-dong...... Gollum ......"

The schoolgirl swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva and stared at the tea with apprehensive eyes.

Finally, I couldn't help it, snatched the cup, drank it all, it should be that one cup was not enough, and the female student threw a pleading look at Zhang Sanyi.

As if she felt that she was a little excessive, the female student withdrew her hand a little resignedly and slowly lowered her head.

"Tell me, what's going on? And what's your name?"

Zhang Sanyi also knew that the girl wanted to continue drinking water, but he didn't move, after all, his water was not something he could have if he wanted it.

"I ...... My name is Ye Tong, Bei ...... The students of Hokubu will graduate immediately, and the second section of the water department will ......"

Ye Tong collapsed all of a sudden, sat down on the ground, and cried loudly.

Zhang Sanyi didn't move from beginning to end, an irrelevant girl, it was not his turn to comfort, besides, he wouldn't comfort the girl at all, at the beginning, Lu Wangshu cried, wasn't he also helpless on the side, he could only watch?

Slowly, Ye Tong's crying quieted down, turned into a low sob, and began to slowly say again, "I...... We followed the teacher out of the graduation trial, and when we heard that there were ruins here, we wanted to come and have a good time, but that night, after an earthquake, we inexplicably entered the ruins, and the four of us separated from the teacher......"

Speaking of her three classmates were killed by Sha Bing, when she escaped by chance, Ye Tong once broke down, hugged her knees, buried her head in her arms, and her body trembled violently, saying that it was all her fault, and it was her cowardice that made the three classmates die tragically.

Zhang Sanyi just shook his head, his expression was gloomy, it was not that he was indifferent, it was just that everyone was dead, and he just had such a relationship with him.

handed over another cup of tea, it can be regarded as comfort, Ye Tong hesitated for more than a second, took the teacup without hesitation, and hugged it tightly with both hands, for fear of some accident, this cup, she drank much more elegant than the previous one.

It was already dark, and the moon was still the same round and bright.

"We're in a hurry, if you want to, let's follow"

Zhang Sanyi just glanced at Ye Tong, who had recovered some of his spirit and his mood was much more stable, he didn't mind bringing Ye Tong, whether it was cumbersome or not, at least, in the current view, this ruin has not yet appeared something that he can't parry.

After all, if Ye Tong was dropped, she would most likely be killed by the sand soldiers like her three classmates, and her body would be gnawed clean little by little by something she didn't know what it was, leaving only Bai Sensen's skeleton.

The difference is that of her classmates, Zhang Sanyi is buried, and hers can only slowly decay.

Without the slightest melancholy, Ye Tong got up as if grasping a life-saving straw, and followed closely behind Zhang Sanyi, a little distance from the little monk Huaisheng.

As she walked, she secretly looked at the two people, one big and one small, secretly wiped her dirty face, arranged her hair, and looked at her tattered school uniform, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that what would happen if Trinity left her?

No matter what the means, as long as Zhang Sanyi can take her out of this ruin, it will be enough.

After experiencing death, there is nothing that cannot be let go.

It seems that she still owes Zhang Sanyi a thank you.