I started Hyakki Night Walk in Tokyo

Chapter 73 My Buddha's Compassion

Tokyo, Japan, Arakawa District, in the direction of Higashio Kyupancho Lincun.

"Everyone get in the car, we will take you away."

"Please pay attention to the order, don't be chaotic! There is still time."

The military and police are evacuating citizens in large numbers.

It can be seen that although there are many people here, they are densely packed, but they are moving in the same direction, going in the direction of Dongwei Jiuwai.

There is only one exception.

That was Tsuchimikado Natsumi who had just been brought over by a military vehicle, and she ran towards Tinglin Village as soon as she got out of the vehicle.

In the scene of everyone running to the outside, Tsuchimikado Natsumi's unusual behavior is very conspicuous, and it is difficult not to attract attention, attracting attention.

"Hey, what is that girl doing?" Seeing the evacuation soldier, his face changed: "Go and stop that girl."

"Is that woman crazy? Why are you rushing in the direction of the monster?"

"Don't go there, it's dangerous there, the monster is over there."

Some well-meaning people dissuade Tsuchimikado Natsumi.

Tsuchimikado Natsumi didn't seem to hear, her big Chengjing eyes flashed firmly, staring at the direction of the Touhisa monster.

Along the way, she saw the tragic situation of Dongwei Jiu. There were wounded people being transported out continuously. They were severely injured and had severed limbs.

Crowded, chaotic, wailing everywhere, blood flowing, these were deeply imprinted in Tsuchimikado Natsumi's eyes, making her heart tremble and fear, and her thoughts became more determined.

Be sure to stop the monsters, once the monsters leave Dongweijiu, her family will be in danger.

She ran all the way to Tinglin Village.

The front is already close to the war zone, which has already been completely blocked.

Over there, there were no more citizens, and they were all evacuated. Only the 12th Brigade who came to support was blocking the monsters.

They changed their strategies to avoid close combat with monsters, fearing that they would be affected by the strange coercion again, and adopted long-distance strikes, and laid various traps, such as mines, remote detonated bombs, laser devices, etc., just to stop the monsters.

Boom boom boom! ! ! !

Ears reverberate and the ear cannons are booming, the sound is endless, the explosion makes people's brains stunned, and their ears are ringing and stinging.

Although standing on the periphery of Dongweijiu's blockade, you can hear and see the shocking sound of artillery fire, but it is another feeling to get close to the battle zone and feel the flames of war at close range. It's called cannon fire.

Bullets rained, bullets flew, and artillery fire covered the sun and the moon, disturbing the area.

Walking here, Tsuchimikado Natsumi looked at the dilapidated buildings in Siye, dilapidated houses, all ignited by raging flames.

The clear and beautiful eyes reflect the scene of destruction.

She stopped.

Indistinctly visible, a few kilometers away in the sea of ​​flames, there is a figure bathed in the roar of artillery fire, walking towards this side.

In the scene behind the figure, waves of fire are rolling, blood is dripping, wreckage of shells from tanks and chariots are everywhere, and corpses are lying here and there.

Like the Grim Reaper, who symbolizes destruction and death, everything and everyone is annihilated wherever he walks.

at the same time.

The evacuation place where Natsumi Tsuchimikado traveled.

"That girl really went to the monster, she must be crazy."

"It's probably hard to think about committing suicide."

"There are a lot of people committing suicide these days. Of course, it's possible that her family and the like were killed by monsters. Let's run away. Those monsters are not counted as self-defense forces. They have already killed hundreds of people."

Some people in the crowd were discussing that Natsumi Tsuchimikado committed suicide.

There is no other reason, even the army can hardly deal with monsters, what can a girl who doesn't carry a single weapon do?They can't think of anything else but to die.

And the next moment.

"Look at it!"

Everyone looked along and couldn't help being taken aback.

"Is that monk going to die too?"

"Another suicidal one?"

I saw an old monk wearing a big hat and folded his hands slowly walking towards the battle zone. I don't know if it was an illusion or something else. Everyone looked at the old monk and felt unreal, ethereal and dusty. In this urgent and dangerous place, but It is as calm as water, in stark contrast to everything around it.

At this time, there were four or five soldiers running over from the battle zone with wounds and blood, carrying a stretcher on which lay a soldier whose legs had been blown off.

He howled in pain, the sound piercing the hairs.

"Let's make way, let's make way, where is the medical team!"

Four or five soldiers ran over and passed the monk, but they didn't care whether the monk was going to the battle zone or not.

The battle situation and the wounded did not allow them to care about whether the people around them were going to the war zone, and they did not hear the old monk recite the Buddha's name when they passed by the old monk.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."

The fluttering voice sounded and echoed leisurely.

No one noticed, including the soldier carrying the stretcher, that the soldier on the stretcher suddenly stopped crying, as if he had been given a sedative or anesthesia, his expression was no longer in pain, but peaceful, and his breathing became calmer. well-proportioned.

He actually fell asleep.

At the same time, where the legs were broken, the blood stopped.

When the soldiers put down the stretcher and the medical staff stepped forward, they were surprised to find that their companions on the stretcher had changed.

"What the hell are you guys doing? Hasn't this wound been treated, and I was asked to deal with it. I don't know that I am very busy now, and there are still many wounded waiting for me to deal with urgently."

When the medical staff saw that the wound had stopped bleeding, they glared and cursed.

It's just messing around, every point wasted here, the hope of other wounded people will be lost.

"No, we haven't dealt with it." The soldier was confused.

"Are you kidding? His leg would stop bleeding if he didn't take care of it?" The medical worker was angry, his leg exploded like that, how could he stop the bleeding if he didn't take care of it, he subconsciously checked the wound of the wounded on the stretcher, and froze for a moment.

Um?What is the bleeding from the wound?

wrong! !

He suddenly found that his legs were not bandaged, and he simply used a belt to strangle his legs, which could not stop the bleeding at all, it could only delay the bleeding. When he looked carefully, he was shocked!

The blood at the wound stopped before the blood vessel ruptured, and did not flow out, and... moreover, the wound was healing, and the area was extremely activated, and the flesh and bones at the ruptured area were growing!

"Break... broken limbs and rebirth!!!"

The medical staff screamed in horror, their pupils were full of disbelief.

Medical miracle? !

No, this is not a medical miracle at all, but a major medical discovery, a miracle!

A person who has a broken leg doesn't need to be connected to the leg, but the broken leg is reborn directly, and the rebirth speed, I am afraid that it will not be long before the leg can grow back.

At this time, there was a sound of horror beside him.

"Why doesn't my hand hurt anymore?"

"Hey, my wound doesn't hurt anymore, wait, where's my wound?"

The injured soldier who came to carry the stretcher suddenly found that he was no longer in pain from his injury, as if he had been given anesthesia, but it was not anesthesia. Looking closely, the wound was healing itself,

"What? Let me see!!" The medical staff was also shocked when they saw it. The same miraculous wound stopped bleeding and healed itself at the speed of light.

That's right, the speed of light.

The healing speed was as fast as if the one-month wound healing time had been condensed into a few seconds.

at this time.

A soldier suddenly said: "I seem to remember that when the wound didn't hurt, I seemed to pass by a person... that person seemed to be...a monk..."

……

Tokyo, Japan, Arakawa Ward, apartment.

Shang Chuanzun looked down at the live broadcast on his mobile phone, deep in his dark eyes, there was a deep light, and a scene was reflected in front of his eyes.

If someone can see the picture in the eyes of Shangchuan Zun and the picture in the eyes of the old monk, they will definitely find that the two pictures are exactly the same!

……

Tokyo, Japan, Arakawa Ward, Higashioku.

The old monk walked with unhurried steps, his figure was ethereal, and every step seemed like ten thousand steps. Wherever he passed, the wounded soldiers and citizens around the fields miraculously regenerated from their severed limbs, their wounds healed, and their anxiety and sorrow... all calmed down.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the battle zone.

……

(End of this chapter)