Spirit Realm Wandering God: I have a door to two realms

Chapter 2 First Order [Ranger] and Demonic Mist
Lu Yu's face turned dark and he said bravely:
"understood!"

After saying that, he glared at Lu Fei fiercely, and then said to Liu Cui:
"Mom, where is my dad?"

"I'm going to the fish pond to look for your grandfather. It may take two days."

Lu Yu's heart tightened and he quickly said: "Our Feng County has not been peaceful recently. It seems that there are spiritual realm creatures. It doesn't matter if my dad and the others are in Liao Mountain, right?"

"Who said that?"

Liu Cui walked out of the kitchen again, looking slightly worried.

"It was Liu Cong's father who said it. It should be true. How about I go and remind him?"

"Then go ahead and be careful on the way. Don't come back if it's too late."

"it is good!"

Lu Yu agreed and felt inexplicably relieved. He lightly kicked Lu Fei, who was sticking out his little butt. He dropped his schoolbag and turned around and left the house. Lu Fei quickly threw himself on his schoolbag and started rummaging around. After a while, he was blowing snot from his nose. Bubble, cheering happily:
"Ma Ma Ma Ma, watermelon candy."

Lu Yu rode his bicycle across Lion Head Town and continued to ride north along a dirt road. It was bumpy and bumpy. Just halfway through, he saw two people blocking the way in the middle of the road.

All wearing dark green uniforms.

One was holding a short sword, and the other was holding a black submachine gun. The two of them straightened their chests and backs. They had already spotted Lu Yu, and the muzzle of the submachine gun was faintly pointed at him.

Lu Yu stopped quickly.

I was very nervous.

Putting all his past lives together, this was the first time he saw a real guy at close range. If it weren't for the bluffing gun, he would definitely turn around and run away. Fortunately, these two people seemed to be police officers, but how could the police officer point a submachine gun at him? What about a high school student?Instinctively, I felt vigilant in my heart.

The man with the dagger stepped forward and said:
"Don't be afraid, little brother, we are members of the national department, the Jing'an Bureau."

"oh oh!"

Lu Yu nodded with respect on his face. In fact, he knew nothing about the word "Jing'an Bureau". However, he thought it was a special department of the country. Maybe it was specialized in dealing with spiritual creatures. He couldn't tell. The man then asked :

"Where is the little brother from?"

"From Lion's Head."

"What to do?"

"Find my grandpa."

"Oh!"

The man was thoughtful, and quietly waved his left hand behind his back. The man holding the gun in the distance immediately moved the muzzle of the gun, and he said kindly: "There are monsters in front of you, our Jing'an Bureau is dealing with them, you go home first Bar."

"well!"

Lu Yu nodded hurriedly, not daring to disobey, and rode his bicycle towards the road he came from. It wasn't until Lu Yu was gone that the man with the gun came over and said with a curled lips:

"It's so easy to kill."

"It's just a kid, there's no need to make things big."

"Just be kind to his mother."

The man holding the gun spat on the ground, lit a cigarette, and continued to be alert. His originally straight back also bent down, and he said in a long voice:
"This leather is so damn useful."

After riding two miles in one breath, Lu Yu finally stopped in the distance. He lowered his head and looked at the palm of his left hand. The door still displayed the information of the person just now.

【name】:***
[Equal order]: first order

[Occupation]: Ranger

"First-order ranger!"

Lu Yu looked shocked. This was the fourth professional information he knew. It seemed that he was a dagger wielder. He didn't know if he was powerful or not. What was the profession of the other one who was carrying a gun?

"Would you like to call the police?"

"Or should you tell Liu Cong his father?"

"never mind!"

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. Call the police tomorrow. There is no need to involve yourself."

Lu Yu quickly made a decision, shook his head, picked up his bicycle and started to make a detour. After a long circle, he finally arrived at the foot of Liao Mountain. He looked in the direction of the two people and could vaguely see a group of people. There was a large black smoke, and I didn’t know what was going on.

The sun had not yet set at this time, and the smoke was still quite conspicuous.

"It's none of my business anyway."

"Let him go."

Lu Yu shook his head, tilted his bicycle at the foot of the mountain, and began to climb the dozens of meters high Liao Mountain. As long as he could remember, his grandfather Lu Yong had always lived on Liao Mountain. If nothing happened, he would rarely go down the mountain.

He once thought that his grandfather was not an ordinary person.

Finally discovered.He is a little old man who likes fishing. He is very slovenly on weekdays and is not a worldly person at all.

"I heard that I wanted to see Weihu Mountain, so I picked up my legs and headed south."

"Zhang didn't perform when we got there, so he immediately rushed to the back."

"After I arrived, the performance was almost over, so I stuck my butt out and went home."

“I was holding eggs in my hand in the vegetable field, and the cocks and dogs were barking till dawn~”

Only halfway up the mountain, a familiar tone reached his ears. Lu Yu climbed to the top of the mountain in one breath and saw an old man and a middle-aged man carrying fish feed to the shack. There was an old radio next to the fish pond.

The old man looked over, rubbing his sore waist, and said cheerfully:
"Xiaoyu is here."

Lu Yu's father, Lu Yuanhao, raised his head and continued to work. While busy, he asked:
"Why are you coming here so late?"

"grandfather!"

Lu Yu shouted and replied:

"Liu Cong's father said that our Feng County has not been peaceful recently, and that there are spiritual creatures appearing. My mother is worried. Let me remind you that on the way here, I met two men in uniform, who said they were from the Jing'an Bureau. One of them took a One was holding a sword, and the other was holding a submachine gun, which shocked me."

Lu Yuanhao said nonchalantly: "This kind of thing happens every year, just stay away."

The old man Lu Yong warned:
"Don't be careless. Those people don't know what's true or not. They're very capable and have weird tempers. They kill families at every turn. They're not easy to talk to. Xiaoyu, are they not giving you a hard time?"

"That's not it!"

Lu Yu shook his head and said:
"When I was watching at the bottom of the mountain just now, it was dark in the west."

"what!"

The old man Lu Yong was shocked and his expression became solemn. He quickly came to the edge of the top of the mountain and looked west. Sure enough, he saw a dark patch in the southwest. He immediately exclaimed:
"Demon Mist!"

Lu Yu followed and said in surprise:

"Grandpa, do you still understand this?"

"I understand, why don't you understand!"

The old man looked miserable and recalled:

"It was like this 20 years ago, and it was much bigger than this battle. At that time, the old man and your grandma went to the city to go to the market, and accidentally fell into the demonic fog. I escaped with a narrow escape, but your grandma's life was not good. I was inside and couldn’t come out.”

"Stop talking, stop talking!"

The old man wiped his face and looked miserable.

Lu Yu was thoughtful, looking at the black mist in the distance, and murmured:
"Is that the entrance to the spiritual realm?"

"more or less."

The old man sighed and warned: "Xiaoyu, if you see this thing in the future, run far away. Don't dare to get close. It will kill you at every turn. I won't say it anymore. It's getting late today. Your dad and I won't go back." Don’t worry, just stay one night on the mountain and go back tomorrow morning.”

"I know grandpa."

Lu Yu responded and began to help carry the fish feed.

The night was getting darker, and the father and son were sleeping in the shack to the east. Lu Yu was lying on the small bed, with his eyes open, and the 15W light bulb flashed from time to time, dazzling the eyes.

Lu Yuanhao turned over and frowned:
"Still thinking about Yaowu?"

"Ok!"

Lu Yu responded, pulled the two layers of quilts on his body, and felt a little damp, and asked:

"Grandpa told you?"

"Said."

Lu Yuanhao sighed and whispered:
"But I don't say much. I just know that the demonic mist connects to the spiritual realm and is divided into permanent demonic mist and temporary demonic mist. The permanent demonic mist covers a large area and often has no way in or out. It is usually classified as [Jedi]. Many People infer that the center of the Jedi is a constant space rift.”

"The temporary demonic mist gathers and dissipates with no rules at all, and the time of its existence is uncertain. It is often accompanied by danger. Of course, it may also be chance."

After a pause, he continued:

"Twenty years ago, your father and I aimed to get admitted to Qingbei University, but we were delayed because of your grandparents. Twenty years have passed, and I don't know if it was worth it."

"Qingbei University!"

Lu Yu was almost stunned and muttered:

"I almost became a rich second generation??"

Lu Yuanhao did not deny it, and said with a dazed expression: "There have been great changes in the past 20 years. Families with professional heritage have become giants one by one. Even Liu Zhengyi, that idiot, has become a bit nervous. But your father and I have accomplished nothing. You What’s the Tao?”

(End of this chapter)