The process of dimensionality reduction is carried out at a four-dimensional speed, just like a two-dimensional strike is carried out at a three-dimensional speed of light.

Therefore, without using the Speed ​​Force, Chen Guang felt that as soon as he returned to the third dimension, his Hongmeng dimension would fill almost every corner of the solar system.

Fortunately, the space-time nature of the Hongmeng Dimension itself does not conflict with the existence of those planets themselves. It is more like the entire solar system being included in the Hongmeng Dimension.

It takes some effort to retract it, and it can only be retracted at the speed of light. Fortunately, Chen Guang has nothing to do now. The speed force can only be used in one universe at least, so he can safely wait for the Hongmeng dimension where the speed of light can be retracted. .

Now, just wait quietly for the shield to be completed.

Chen Guang, who had sealed his memory clone and thought he was Shen Zhiyi, was awakened by the purple light he felt in his eyelids. When he looked up, he was shocked to find that the sky was filled with purple brilliance.

"What...what is this?"

Shen Zhiyi sat up and said in surprise.

The nameless person on the side obeyed the character and said simply: "I don't know."

Shen Zhiyi didn't intend to get an answer from Wuming. He couldn't see the original color of the sky now, so he couldn't estimate the time, but since he woke up, he didn't plan to continue sleeping.

He picked up the embroidered spring knife and stood up, flicked the dust off his body, turned around and looked around, but Shen Zhiyi hesitated for a moment.

Now he is considered both a deserter and a deserter, and he is also a filthy reserve soldier with an evil tail.

There are no roads to guide you, and you are not allowed to enter the town. Military households will come to arrest you if they find out, and you are even more at risk of being hunted down by evil policemen.

Looking up, I felt like it was difficult to move forward.

But...then again.

Shen Zhiyi was surprised to find that he actually didn't care much about his current situation, and he didn't feel any fear in his heart.

Intellectually, he felt that he should be frightened, beating his chest, and upset. However, the emotion that really emerged from the bottom of his heart was... indifference?

As expected, I have become filthy, and I no longer look like myself.

When thinking about filth, Shen Zhiyi finally remembered where he should go.

What he should do most now is to go to Shaoshi Mountain, find a temple, and let the monks help him cut off the evil tail.

Although this kind of behavior cannot make up for the guilt of being a deserter and fleeing the country, at least it will not let the evil police keep an eye on you anymore, which is almost equivalent to reducing the risk by 90%.

So he simply packed up his things and said to Wuming, "Let's go to the northwest."

Wuming looked puzzled: "Why are you going to the northwest?"

The total of the things Shen Zhiyi was carrying was only a small package. He casually wrapped it around his waist and said, "I am contaminated with evil spirits and I need to find a temple to exorcise the evil spirits."

Wuming shook his head: "Then I won't go."

Shen Zhiyi was stunned. This little guy had always been expressionless, looking like a puppet without his own thoughts. He thought he would just listen to what he said. Who would have thought that he would refuse.

He looked at Wuming and frowned: "Didn't you agree to follow me before?"

Wuming looked at Shen Zhiyi and said with an innocent face: "I followed, I followed you here, and then you gave me a meal."

Shen Zhiyi was speechless, co-authoring was a bargain.

But this kid is some kind of white lotus. He heard from the evil policeman that it has something to do with saving his life. Although he doesn't know how to use it, Shen Zhiyi still doesn't intend to let him go.

So he spoke again: "Then you continue to follow me. Don't worry about what I am going to do and where I am going. In short, I will take care of your food along the way."

Wuming's eyes lit up and he stopped talking nonsense. He nodded and said, "Okay!"

Shen Zhiyi wanted to roll his eyes, as long as he had something to eat, he was probably not stupid, right?

Thinking of how he dared to reach out to catch the tree demon's fruit yesterday, Shen Zhiyi shook his head and sighed, he simply didn't know whether to live or die.

However, before setting out on the road, Wuming picked up the swords he collected on the battlefield yesterday and carried them on his back again with great difficulty.

Shen Zhiyi frowned. A child with a weapon on his back was too eye-catching, so he wanted Wuming to put down his sword: "Why are you still holding these knives? Aren't they too heavy?"

Wuming shook his head: "These irons can be exchanged for a lot of food if given to Blacksmith Wu."

Shen Zhiyi was stunned: "Blacksmith Wu? Could it be the one from Wujiacun..."

Wuming nodded and confirmed: "Yes, I once picked up a rotten hoe in the field, and he gave me ten steamed buns. He also said that if the iron was not rusty, he would give me more food, so I came out. Looking for iron."

Shen Zhiyi shook his head and sighed: "It turns out that you are an orphan from Wujiacun, so the name given to you is wrong. Wu's name? But Wujiacun... has been burned by the Japanese pirates. Anyway, when we went there, there was no See a living person."

Wu Ming was stunned.

After a while, he murmured: "Doesn't that mean there are no steamed buns left?"

Well, as expected, all I can think about is food.

Shen Zhiyi originally thought that he would be sad, so he cooperated with a look of regret. Seeing that he only cared about food, he couldn't help it anymore, patted Wu Ming's head, and said angrily: "Yes, no way. Come on, throw away these knives and let's hit the road."

Wu Ming thought for a moment, then suddenly spoke again: "But since Blacksmith Wu needs iron, maybe other blacksmiths also need it? As long as I find other blacksmiths and give them the knives, I can definitely exchange them for food, right?"

Now I got smarter!

Shen Zhiyi was too lazy to chat with him anymore, so he turned around and left: "You can carry it if you want! I won't help you carry it anyway."

Wu Ming now had no blacksmith to exchange for food. Seeing that he was about to run away with the only meal ticket he had left, he hurriedly followed him at a trot.

Neither of them is talkative, so when they were in a hurry, they had no words.

However, Shen Zhiyi was still somewhat impressed by Wu Ming. He was carrying several knives on his back and could still keep up with her pace. Although he looked a little out of breath, he never complained.

Looking at the familiar swords on his back, Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but recall what happened before.

Under the strict orders of the prefect, I, a member of the twenty-odd households in the household, had to go out of the city to hunt down the Japanese pirates.

Wang Baihu, the team leader, was somewhat conscientious and did not let the old man from the house who only knew how to farm come out with him.

But I don't have much conscience. It is a place with hundreds of households, but due to layers of exploitation and empty wages, only three or two kittens like me are left, and they dare to come out to cause trouble for Japanese pirates.

However, Shen Zhiyi knew that he and others could not escape this responsibility no matter what.

As far as the prefect is concerned, if he and others die in battle, all the free money he has received will be wiped out, and it will be another legendary achievement of more than a dozen Japanese pirates wiping out the entire Baihusuo. The scribes will even be hundreds of miles away from the battlefield, It vividly describes how terrifying the Japanese pirates are. Everyone is like a man-eating evil spirit, and they all have the courage to fight ten of them.

If they were lucky enough to survive and annihilate the Japanese pirates, that would be even better. The battle losses could directly fill up the empty salary quota, and they could even defraud a large pension from the court.

For Wang Baihu, in addition to the pressure from the prefect, there is also a fierce desire to exterminate the Japanese pirates. Not because he is so loyal and patriotic and loves the people. But if the suppression of the bandits is successful, he will be the prefect and a group of people.

The greatest meritorious figure outside of all the civil servants could have at least half the merit of a Japanese pirate's head in his pocket, and he would have no worries about food and drink for at least several years.

It's just that he has military status, but all he does is work as a tenant for others. He only knows how to swing a hoe, but doesn't know how to cut with a sword. Those who come out are just because they are young and strong, so except for the leader

Yes, morale is low, and naturally the marching speed cannot be increased.

At this time, there was a simple-looking old farmer on the road. Hearing that they were going to exterminate Japanese pirates, he quickly gave them a lot of grapes.

There were a lot of grapes. If it were normal times, Wang Baihu would have kept it all for himself. But that time was when he was about to fight with a sword, so he distributed it to everyone in the team, including himself.

The grapes we ate on the road were not tasty at all, bitter, sour and astringent. But at least they could quench their thirst, so these lowly soldiers had nothing to complain about. But now that Shen Zhiyi thought about it, it was probably at that time that he was infected with evil spirits.

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After that, they saw the smoke from Wujia Village from a distance. They thought they could take a rest, but when they got closer, they found that the entire village had been burned by Japanese pirates and there were corpses everywhere.

This scene finally aroused the blood of the people in the household. Without any delay, they followed the traces left by the Japanese pirates and chased them.

Those Japanese pirates were not regular soldiers, and they had little training at their residences, so both sides had no tactics at all, including outflanking and ambush.

Relying on his strength, he spotted the Japanese pirate's back, so he directly picked up the knife and went up to kill him.

There was nothing to say about the battle, and the Japanese pirates were not at all as brave as those described by the scribes. With the numerical advantage and high morale, three of them fought one by one, and the group of Japanese pirates was finally successfully killed.

However, their casualties were higher than the total number of Japanese pirates... But I don't know why, but I and others only had murderous and violent feelings in their hearts at that time, without any fear at all, and they even turned a blind eye to the strange screams and fierce looks of the Japanese pirates.

, and annihilated all the Japanese pirates despite the number of casualties.

The price was high, and many colleagues died. Shen Zhiyi remembered that one colleague ate several grapes regardless of the sourness, but now his abdomen was cut out by a Japanese pirate's long knife.

However...at this time...

The corpse of his colleague with a huge wound on his belly suddenly took root in his belly, and countless vines and branches emerged from his belly, shooting out in all directions!

They had just rushed and fought another battle. How could those who survived still have the physical strength? They were all caught off guard and killed by Teng Man who sprang out from the corpse.

What Shen Zhiyi saw at the last moment when he lost consciousness was the corpse of the colleague who had eaten the most grapes. Countless roots sprouted from his feet. He stood up limply and stiffly, with his arms retracted to his neck as if he had no shoulder blades.

Finally, he raised it high, his body stretched longer and longer, and he was slowly turning into a demon tree...

That's why, when he just woke up, he couldn't help but stop Wu Ming from getting the grapes.

Shen Zhiyi felt that he would never forget such a scene.

After the memory was over, he couldn't help but sigh, feeling quite annoyed.

They would have been heroes...probably. Although they were the ones who went into battle to kill the enemy, the credit would have to be divided among the civil servants first. However, no matter what, they could guarantee that they would have enough to eat and drink in a year or two, and they might even have enough money to marry. Wife.

It's a pity that because of greed, I ate the fruits of strangers and wasted my future and my life.

The key is that it doesn’t fucking taste good.

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Because of the knife-carrying kid next to him, and the fact that he had no identity or road guide, Shen Zhiyi could only avoid the main roads and take the uninhabited roads.

There are no people around, which means it is very difficult to walk, but Shen Zhiyi always feels that his current skills are completely different from before. Although his strength and physical strength have not changed much, he can always find the most effortless posture when walking, sitting or lying down. and pace.

Especially when fighting the tree demon before, I could clearly detect the weakness of the opponent's waist wound, and the sword's tendons were incredibly straight with one blow, directly splitting it in two.
To be continued...