"I see, you are saying that during this period, you have been dreaming about that electric monster, and over time, you secretly learned the Thunder Fist from it."
Around the campfire.
Listening to Piqiu's story, Chen Mo couldn't help but feel that it was somewhat reasonable...what a ghost!
Chen Mo had never heard of this method of training unique skills in a dream.
Moreover, I can dream about electric shock monsters every day. How much psychological shadow of electric shock monsters must I have to do this?
Looking at Pichu, he would take out the Thunder Fist and play with it from time to time because he had learned a new trick, and his face was full of joy.
Chen Mo didn't think it would have such a big psychological impact on the electric shock monster.
Now Pichu, I'm afraid he hopes that the electric shock monster will appear in front of him immediately, so that he can directly avenge his shame.
at this time.
Chen Mo looked at Pichu who was jumping around and talking to the natural birds and green caterpillars beside him from time to time, and a question suddenly came to his mind.
He quickly called to Pichu.
"Pichu, aren't you sleepy now?"
"Pichu?"
Pichu tilted his head, and then his little head shook like a rattle.
"Pichu! Pichu Pichu~"
It is not sleepy at all, and even feels that because it has slept for too long in the past few days, its energy is a bit excessive now.
After Chen Mo heard this, he didn't say anything more, but had a thoughtful expression on his face.
late at night.
After sending a text message, Chen Mo slowly fell into sleep with a hint of doubt.
This period of time was not easy for him. Chen Mo was basically involved in the whole process of Pichu's training. However, the physical fitness of humans and elves cannot be generalized. Even though the physical fitness of humans in this world has generally improved, compared to elves, it is still far behind. Very far.
At least when Pichu was proficient in the skill of high-speed movement, Chen Mo, who was training with him, was very tired.
Drowsiness quickly came over me like a tidal wave.
That night, Chen Mo had a strange and terrifying dream.
In his dream, he dreamed of two legendary elves, representing the earth and the ocean respectively, engaging in an earth-shattering fight in a certain sea area.
The aftermath of the legendary elven battle was extremely terrifying.
Tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions...
Countless humans and elves lost their lives due to natural disasters.
Immediately afterwards.
He also saw the legendary elves who controlled time and space, like gods, suddenly coming into contact at a certain place, and a battle broke out directly.
Scenes like the end of the world kept playing out in front of Chen Mo's eyes.
This was the scene he was most afraid of and the scene he least wanted to face in reality.
"I am disappointed…"
An old voice came from the side.
Chen Mo turned his head and saw a silver-haired old man wearing a crown.
He stood on the edge of darkness, looking at Chen Mo with unspeakable disappointment in his eyes.
"Mr. Arthurs..."
Before Chen Mo could say anything more, he felt a stab of pain in his chest.
He quickly took out a special pendant from his chest, which was given to Chen Mo by Arthur and belonged to Zekrom's power crystal.
Normally, Chen Mo only needs to hold the pendant with his hand, and this small black bead with an ordinary appearance can fade away from the pure black appearance. As if responding to the ideal in Chen Mo's heart, the astonishing azure blue inside it will shine. Electric light.
But at this moment, no matter what method Chen Mo used, the black bead remained motionless, as if it had entered a deep sleep.
The endless cold wind blows from nowhere.
The ground is frozen.
Facing the dead world in extreme cold, in this endless loneliness and cold, Chen Mo fell into complete despair until he was swallowed forever by the boundless darkness.
Then, the dream woke up.
Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes from his sleeping bag.
Perhaps because there was too much movement, Pichu, who was lying in the quilt next to him, also woke up. He was obviously unconscious, and even his tone of voice became unclear.
"Pi...Qiu...?"
"It's okay, just keep sleeping."
Under Chen Mo's comfort, Piqiu quickly fell asleep again, with a sweet smile on his face. He didn't know whether it was because he ate a lot of delicious food at night, or because he learned a new trick during the day.
Looking at Pichu like this, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Mo's mouth unconsciously.
After gently covering Pichu with a small quilt, he carefully took out the pendant from his chest. The moment his fingers touched the small black bead, strands of blue arcs jumped and tumbled inside the bead. .
Fortunately, it was all just a dream.
Just when Chen Mo was about to shrink back into his sleeping bag again and prepare to continue sleeping, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the tent.
Then, a familiar voice came from outside.
"Brother Mo, are you awake?"
…
The time was less than five o'clock in the morning.
In the cold weather in the latter half of the night, the bonfire was lit again.
Chen Mo, A Hui, Brother Yi, the green caterpillar, the natural bird, and the Bibi bird standing behind Chen Mo, the three three elves sat around the fire, feeling the warmth of the flame together, but Everyone's faces, including the three elves, were obviously in a bad mental state.
"Why do you think everyone is having nightmares?"
"Uh-huh."
Ah Hui nodded frantically, his expression still filled with the deep fear of the nightmare he had had before.
Even Brother Yi, who always had a calm expression, looked a little unnatural at this moment.
Chen Mo sighed softly, feeling more certain about his previous guess.
He looked at Brother Yi and said slowly.
"Brother Yi, could you please take out the camera over there? Something important may be happening next."
Brother Yi still responded calmly, stood up and was about to get the camera.
After seeing Brother Yi getting up, Natural Bird quickly followed him with a bound.
"Brother Mo, is something important related to our collective nightmare?"
Ah Hui is not an idiot. From what Chen Mo said just now, he naturally noticed the key point.
Chen Mo said softly while adding wood to the campfire.
"Remember that Ghost Stone we met in Aster Town?"
"Ghost Stone? Of course I remember it. It was the ghost-type elf that scared Xiao Qiao's colleagues so much and loved to play pranks, right?"
Although almost a week has passed, Ah Hui still remembers clearly what happened in Aster Town.
Before they left, they went to Ziyuan Elementary School to look for the Ghost Stone, but there was no sign of it.
Ah Hui was stunned when he thought of this.
"Brother Mo, what do you mean..."
"Um."
Chen Mo nodded and looked at the dark dense forest around him.
"If nothing else happens, the Ghost Stone has been quietly following us since we left Aster Town, and then we came to this evergreen forest together. And the nightmare we had is most likely caused by it. .”
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
