Chapter 42. 40. On a rainy night, never stop (seeking the first order)

"I would like to believe it, but I still feel a little unreal."

Jiang Yuanshen got up from the floor and murmured such words.

However, when he stood still, just the moment he closed his eyes and opened them again, he found that there was still the shadow of the deep moon in the quiet sea in front of him.

Not to mention people, even the smell has disappeared.

No warning.

Outside the window, the white clouds squirmed like entangled roots of a big tree. Suddenly, the stars and the Milky Way came one after another.

Day and night flow alternately in the space, and the broken wooden door in the black garbage bag seems to have been casted by magic, and it is spliced ​​back and stood in the door frame.

The firewood was gone, not even the Frappuccino in the trash can.

Gradually, Jiang Yuanshen's whole body was filled with a strange sense of unity, as if he had touched the boundaries of time and space.

He is the wind, the rain, the sunshine, the emotion, and everything in all.
The wonderful feeling spread to the whole body, and Jiang Yuanshen was extremely shocked, so shocked that even he felt terrified.

Come true, really can come true.

The queen of Zhiniao Island is a real existence with power, and that is not a rumor at all.

Then, a deafening sound was heard in the ear, it was like the explosive sound of touching the timeline.

The knees trembled uncontrollably, as if they had become god-fearing creatures.

The rain suddenly began to fall outside the window, as if playing a distant drum sound. It was a drum sound that took a long time to arrive from a distant place.

That voice seems to know the past and the present, carrying everything silently.

Boom-!
Immediately, Jiang Yuanshen came back to his senses and heard a loud noise that almost pierced his eardrums. At the same time, a strong flash made his vision completely white.

The lightning fell vertically on the pitch-black sea, and was instantly engulfed by strange darkness.

The smell of water became strong and clothes became damp and heavy.

It is rainstorm.

"call--!"

Large drops of rainwater splashed on Jiang Yuanshen's body, and the surrounding area was covered with hazy gauze, and the white water splashes bouncing violently everywhere covered everything.

He was like a puppet standing in the rainstorm, and only what was diluted by the heavy rain was left in his mind, which seemed to be some kind of aftertaste.

The raindrops exploded on the ground, tiles, leaves, and wooden eaves with surprisingly loud volumes, and the surrounding sounds were all harsh.

"Hey! Jiang Yuan! Hurry up and hide from the rain! You'll catch a cold in this damn weather!"

Hearing a familiar shout, Jiang Yuan stood in the rain and found that it was Jun Ito who was waving at him. Beside him was Kozora Azusagawa, who was crouching on the ground with his head down.

Wait Jun Ito?
The ripples splashed by the raindrops collided with each other. Jiang Yuanshen looked at the tens of thousands of ripples in front of him, and his throat had lost feeling.

Could it be back to this point in time.
this tense time
shake apricot shake apricot
The blunt emotion was dyed with color again, but that color was also quickly diluted by the rain, leaving only a touch of sadness.

The heartbeat was very disordered, and the sound of blood flowing all over the body was like a turbid current churning in the ears.

At this time, Jinghai Shenyue, who was standing under the wooden corridor and wearing a court twelve-piece kimono, was staring at him with a puzzled face.

In the eyes, the boy's cheeks are like oil paintings gradually dissolved by the rain, without any life.

"Now is the time to find Shake Xing."

Before he had time to think about what happened, Jiang Yuanshen was about to run down the mountain.

At this time, someone suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Hey, you're not allowed to go, didn't you hear me say I'm going to the police station later?"

Holding an umbrella to block the door was Jing Hai Yaren, who was staring at Jiang Yuanshen with cold eyes, his tone still full of arrogance.

At this time, the inner side of the chest suddenly became hot as if it had been ignited by a flame.

Jiang Yuanshen understood that this emotion was anger, an irrepressible anger.

"Go away!"

He stepped forward, clenched his fist with all his strength, and mercilessly hit Jing Haiya on the cheek.

"Uh--!"

Jinghai Yaren didn't react at all, the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose were blown away, and fell into the hundreds of millions of rippling rain curtains and disappeared.

He staggered and leaned sideways, and finally fell on the door frame, making a heavy muffled sound.

Jiang Yuanshen ignored him and ran out of the worship hall.

Jing Hai Yaren clutched her waist in pain, twisted the corners of her mouth frantically, and the muscles on her face squirmed like bugs.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to recall some unbearable past, covered his face with one hand and yelled in a crying voice:

"Smelly brat! Just like that lunatic Azusagawa! A trash who only uses violence to solve problems! Trash! Only hits me! Only hits me!"

"Where is Ito! Ito! That stinky brat wants to run away! Hurry up and catch him! Damn it! Smelly brat! Smelly brat!"

However, Jiang Yuanshen had long since disappeared from sight, and Jing Haiya's scolding voices were left farther and farther behind.



It was inconvenient to run when the sneakers were soaked, but Jiang Yuanshen still rushed down the mountain eagerly.

The long stone street was crowded with tourists who were anxiously descending the mountain, and he knew that the time was ahead.

Now everything has a chance to be redeemed.

The scolding of others being pushed and shoved by him continued to be heard in his ears, Jiang Yuanshen stepped on the water-stained stone slab and apologized while running.

When we finally arrived at the bus stop, hundreds of people were queuing up one by one. Everyone's clothes were wet, and everyone's hair was as black as a crow's feathers in the rain.

Jiang Yuanshen was holding on to the towering lamppost out of breath, and the palm of his hand felt colder than the rain.

He raised his wet sleeves to wipe off the water droplets on his cheeks, but the water stains were like the indelible figures in his mind, and they would always leave traces.

——I can do it. If I can do it, I will be able to catch up
Just when some hope was ignited in his heart, a voice of scolding suddenly came from behind.

"I found it! You! That boy! Stop!"

Two policemen in raincoats trotted over with flashlights, making Jiang Yuanshen gasp.

The bus is still arranging passengers to get on, if you continue to wait here, you will be caught sooner or later.

— can't be caught here. Absolutely not!

He hurriedly looked around. Next to the bus station, there was a bicycle storage shed.

There were quite a few people inside who were about to put on their raincoats and ride away. It seemed that because everyone was all wet, they didn't reveal any dissatisfaction with each other, and even joked that each other's crotch was wet.

Like a little squirrel fleeing from a predator, Jiang Yuanshen ran towards one of them, holding the frame of the car beside him with both hands.

"Sorry! Lend me the bicycle! I will definitely return it to you—!"

Lifting up, turning around, going up, stepping on the board, all movements are done in one go.

The foreigner who was suddenly robbed of his bicycle was stunned for a while, and then looked at Jiang Yuanshen's back and cursed:

"Hey! That's my bicycle! Grass! What kind of bad folk customs are there! You bastard!"

Jiang Yuan Shen rushed into the two-lane road shrouded in heavy rain, and stepped on the bicycle pedal with all his strength. The friction sound of the chain running was louder than the sound of rain playing crazily in his ears.

At the same time, a police siren sounded from behind him, and he took a quick look back, only to find a police motorcycle following behind him.

The police lights were extremely blurry in his vision.

"Stop the bike in front of you! Do you want to die if you go downhill so fast!"

The police's loudspeaker let out a ferocious roar, which attracted the attention of many people.

However, it was impossible for Jiang Yuanshen to stop.

If you are caught, you will definitely be taken back.

The hazy silhouette of the tree flew past under the tires frequently, and sometimes the water that the leaves couldn't carry would pour on him like a waterfall.

"There is a curve ahead! Slow down for me! The guardrails in some places are not fully installed! You will die if you go so fast on a rainy day—!"

Even though the voice in the loudspeaker became more and more severe, and the words he said were extremely frightening, Jiang Yuanshen had no intention of stopping at all, and it was impossible to stop again.

With the rain on his eyelashes, Jiang Yuanshen squinted his eyes, lowered his posture, and clasped the handlebars with both hands. Under the stunned sight of the police, he slanted across the driveway.

Suddenly, a dazzling orange light flashed in front of my eyes, and a bus going up the mountain was ahead.

The bus driver with a relaxed face was immediately startled when he saw a bicycle rushing towards him.

"Didi Di-!"

"—!"

call out--!
The adrenal hormones surged, and the speeding bicycle passed the bus in a thrilling manner. The cross wind brought by it almost made Jiang Yuanshen lose control of his balance and fell out.

sizzle-

The bicycle is running on the ground covered with water film, splashing sparkling water, and the scenery passing by is like a series of negative frames, flying at high speed.

Some people who hiked down the mountain were scared in place by this crazy bicycle.

He took out his mobile phone to record the scene of the bicycle riding away in a hurry, and the police motorcycle chasing behind with flashing lights.

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