"Jinyu cracked feet... nice name..."

His eyes were fixed on the man's tattooed body and the black Buddha sitting cross-legged on his broad back. Shuten-douji put his hands together slowly in front of him in awe and reverence.

"Can you please let me ask another question..."

This gesture of folded hands, which he has not shown for thousands of years, is very natural at this time.

Because, when he was still the "Son of God Ibuki", this gesture had already been integrated into his soul every day and night before serving God.

"...I dare to ask, is there a **** who saves all beings in this world?"

The dark things that make up the tattoo of the man in front of him have troubled Jiutun all his life, and it is all too familiar.

At the beginning, he was only stained by the slightest, and he could no longer bear it and turned into a ghost.

The burden of this person in front of him is more than a million times that of himself?

"Pfft... If there is such a 'Kamisama', do I still need to be anxious and jump up and down here?"

Leaving these words, Sousuke Araki stepped up and ran towards the longhouse where Yuma Yumori was.

"Instead of looking forward to something like that, it's better to find a way to come quickly... Without parents, will the children of Little Daisy not grow up?!"

In the direction where Sosuke Araki left, Shuten Douji, whose body was as huge as a mountain, slowly leaned over, his long and narrow horns hitting the ground heavily.

"Boy Ibuki, thanks Buddha for enlightenment..."

As the dark red flames burned out, Shuten Douji's huge body more than three meters high collapsed to the ground like a landslide.

"Hey, according to the agreement, I helped you and asked..."

Large pieces of black flesh and blood scattered, and a bald little monk was sitting cross-legged in a kneeling posture, with his eyes closed and motionless.

His young face was full of pious and holy smiles.

At this moment, the sin karma disappeared, leaving only the little bit of divinity that was born with him.

In this world, it doesn't matter whether there is a **** who saves all sentient beings.

Buddhas do not cross people, people cross themselves.

Blame yourself for being stupid and not being able to become a **** to save yourself.

...

"Little Bird You, how are you!"

"Teacher Araki, I'm fine... That Shuten Douji..."

When Sousuke Araki opened the door of the long house, Tori Yumayumi was lying weakly by the window.

"Don't worry about him, we have to go out immediately."

He picked up the weak girl and put the Qiyueyu in his hand into the scabbard around her waist.

"Ok."

With wet hair sticking to his forehead, Yumayumi, the little bird that looked like he was scooped out of water, nodded and tried to stand up.

"Hanyu-san, Lu Dou, we've done it here, we'll be out soon... How are you?!"

Running down the spiral staircase hand in hand, Sousuke Araki called out their names on the communication channel.

"Boom boom boom... Survey Corps... we're in the tunnel... boom boom... oops... another..."

There was a lot of noise on the other end of the communication channel, and Hanyu Mai's words were swallowed up by the sound of exhaust, wind and electricity.

"Hey, I didn't get it... What's the matter?!"

The communication was suddenly interrupted, their faces turned pale, and they subconsciously wanted to speed up their pace.

"Mr. Araki...you run ahead...don't wait for me..."

Xiaoniao Yuzhengyu only felt that his feet were vain, and he almost fell on the stairs.

"Ah!"

"It's not my style to throw girls in such a grave-like place! Hold on tight, I'm going to speed up..."

Seeing that the other party was in poor condition, Araki Sosuke simply picked up the exclaimed girl, changed from running to jumping, and strode down the stairs below.

...

"Boom boom boom... boom woo woo woo!"

In the quiet Qiandagu tunnel, there was a wave of extremely hot echoes blown by the sharp exhaust sound of the locomotive.

A black heavy locomotive with a ferocious appearance was passing through the tunnel at a speed of more than 300 kilometers, close to the high-speed rail, pulling out a black streamer.

The three white-clothed women who seemed to be standing still seemed to be standing still, but in fact they were flickering madly, hanging dead a few meters behind the black streamer.

If you don't look at the tunnels and roads that are rapidly retreating on both sides, you would think that this locomotive and the three women formed a "still picture".

"Ouch... old lady... puff lulu..."

Behind the speeding locomotive, a short, stout man in a baseball cap sat facing the rear of the car.

With his hands bursting with blue veins, he leaned over and grabbed the frame, staring at the three white figures behind the car without blinking with his bloodshot eyes covered with tape.

"You know...you know...you know...you know...you know...you know..."

Three low and hoarse female voices formed a dense overlapping sound, which exploded in his ears like thunder in a rainstorm.

"I... vomit ah ah ah... I can't hold on anymore..."

And in his mouth, because of the excessively fast reverse acceleration, stomach acid with a strong DR.PEPER breath continued to spew backwards.

"Hmph, the book hacker Lu Dou, the door has been welded to death, no one wants to get out of the car..."

At the front of the car, holding the handlebars of the motorcycle, was a valiant woman in a white coat with flying long hair and surging waves.

"And, if you don't open your eyes a few more times now..."

While looking at the direction in front of her intently, she said the words that made the men in the back "burn their lives": "After the eyeballs are blown out by them, the world in front of you, whether it's a new book, will be nothing. Gotta watch."

She clenched her hands tightly on the handlebars, without any manipulation at all, just to fix her body.

Because she does not have a motorcycle driving license at all, and she has only bicycles with similar driving experience.

The two of them were naturally Hanyu Mai and Atsumi Ludou, who were surrounded by three white-clothed women who were "door-to-door service" a few minutes ago.

Just as Houhai Ludou was about to be tragically confronted by the newly-appeared third white-clothed woman, "Hot Hand Urges the House", the imposing warriors of the Warring States Period suddenly burst out from the green belt on the side and carried the two of them away.

From the very beginning of the operation, the Sengoku Samurai, as "B", followed the van all the way in the dark.

When Hanyu Mai gave the order to "throw the pot", it immediately turned into a strange soldier~lightnovelpub.net~ After the siblings got into the car, the three women in white relied on the speed of teleportation and persevered to follow. came up.

"For the next issue of the book...I...I fought with you!!!"

In the gust of wind, Hou Hai Lu Dou suddenly widened his bloodshot eyes, and his eyes began to scan left and right at high frequency.

Ignoring the stomach acid gushing out of his mouth, his head twisted sideways like an Indian dance.

Gene Lock Level 2 · Repeated horizontal jumps.

Although it brought an indelible burden to the eyeballs and cervical spine, the sacrifice of Houhai Ludou was worthwhile.

Whenever the white woman who was closest to the rear of the car met his eyes, her movements would stagnate and she would freeze in place.

But the other two figures will close the distance between several flashes and fill up their positions.

By swiping the "scumbag" wink among the three women in white, he temporarily survived the fate of being strangled by the neck, bursting his eyes, and suffering from excessive blood loss and cardiac paralysis.