Doomsday Bandits and Tramps

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After that, Xiu returned to the abandoned white hut and locked himself on the second floor.

Seth and Prince cleaned the room on the first floor, stopping their work from time to time to listen to the movement upstairs.

The second floor was very quiet. If they hadn't seen the repairs to the second floor with their own eyes, they might not have believed that there was someone upstairs.

"Brother, Xiu, is he okay?"

After cleaning up the space on the first floor, Prin wiped his sweat and stared worriedly at the stairs leading to the second floor: "Shall we let him go up there alone? Will he not think about it for a while, and then... .”

Pullin wiped his neck with two fingers, tilted his head, rolled his eyes, and stuck out his tongue.

Seth tapped him on the head: "Be careful here, I'll go out and look around, maybe the masked man is nearby."

"Okay, I see, brother, you must pay attention to safety."

"kindness."

Seth left the white hut and looked around the ruins of Albion.

The once pure land in the world is now just a ruin covered by weeds.The dilapidated houses, weathered blood stains and pitch-black scorched marks can be seen everywhere, and the tragic events of that night will be engraved on this land forever. Seth can even hear people's screams, see the fire that dyed the night sky red, and The back of Xiu who got lost that night.

The sea breeze howled, and there was a slight chill in the bitter air.

Seth picked up a grass and put it in his mouth.

This is the second time he has come to Albion. This surviving place built on the edge of the sea cliff is not big. It is better called a settlement than a city. Visited every corner of Albion.

There are no masked people, and no other humans, not to mention the 'old friends' mentioned by the masked people. Seth can't even see a slightly larger animal, only some insects and small lizards that feed on them live here.

Seth found a rusty sickle from an abandoned house, rolled up his sleeves, and sharpened the blade with the help of the reefs and sea water by the sea, barely restoring it to a usable state, and then little by little it would grow on the stone. The weeds around the steps were removed, and a new path was reorganized.

This is an afternoon.

As the sun sets, the setting sun dyes the surface of the sea with a bright red, and there are large waves of clouds floating in the blue sky, which are printed with a faint yellow color by the rays of the sun. At a glance, if it is not for an inch of isolated island standing in the sea, the sea and the sky seem to be integrated. , the farthest the eyes can see is the end of this world, illusory, dreamy and somewhat unreal.

With a scythe on his back, Seth chopped some dead wood and carried it back to the car, and parked the car outside the white cabin.

Pullin has almost cleaned up the inside and outside of the house. The fireplace inside the house can be used normally, and the furniture such as beds, tables and chairs is relatively complete, but cleaning takes some effort.

After six days of living in the wind, eating and sleeping in the open, there is finally a place that can shelter from the wind and rain.

Prin was so tired that his head was sweating, he stood outside and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Pretty clean," Seth said.

"That's right, I've been busy all afternoon."

Prin breathed a sigh of relief, and moved the luggage and supplies in the car into the house: "Brother, did you find anything?"

"No, not even a mouse."

Seth glanced at the second floor: "Did you come down?"

Prince nodded, and said in a low voice, "It's been an afternoon, and there is no movement at all. Brother, I'm a little worried, why don't we go up and have a look."

"Let's cook first, I'll go up and see him."

"it is good."

Seth washed his face, rolled back his sleeves, and went up to the second floor.

Xiu's shoe prints were clearly printed on the dusty ground, leading Seth to a closed door, and knocked lightly: "Xiu, it's me, Seth."

There was no response from the room, Seth went to the door and listened, but there was no movement.

He knocked on the door again: "Xiu, am I in?"

Seth carefully pushed open the door, with a "squeak", the wooden door was pushed inward by Seth, and Xiu sat in front of the window with his legs crossed. Outside the window was a snow-white sea cliff, and the cliff seemed to be chopped by a knife and an axe. It is perpendicular to the turbulent sea water, there is no beach, and there is no coast. Below the cliff is the unfathomable sea water, which makes people tremble.

"build."

Seth said Xiu's name, walked to him, knelt down, and held his hand: "Xiu, don't look."

"I am fine."

Xiu turned his head to look at Seth, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes were lonely and lonely, as depressed as a bottomless sea.

"Xiu, don't worry me, okay?"

"I am fine."

Xiu repeated, and looked out of the window at the cliff again: "You go down first, and leave me alone."

Seth didn't say anything else, he lowered his head and kissed the back of Xiu's hand, then gently wiped the place where he kissed, got up and left, and closed the door for him.

Xiu looked at the hand that Seth had kissed, shook it vigorously, leaned his head against the window frame, and sighed silently.

"Ah~~~"

The night was dark, and Prin stood by the bonfire in the fireplace, resting his head on his hands, shaking his head like garlic, and dozing off.

Seth poked the fire in the fireplace with a sickle, added another piece of firewood, and said, "Go to sleep first."

"I, I'm not sleepy, just sit down for a while."

Pullin sniffed, rubbed his face with his hands, and tried to cheer himself up: "Brother, it's been so long and Xiu is still on it. You said he has eaten the things I sent up?"

Seth glanced at the stairs, feeling unhappy: "I guess I didn't eat."

"Hey, it won't be a problem if it goes on like this. If you starve your body to death, who cares?"

After finishing speaking, Prin yawned big, and the tears were squeezed out.

"Go to sleep, I'll watch over here, nothing will happen to him."

"I, I'm not sleepy yet."

"I'm not sleepy yet," Seth smiled, "kowtow to me once in a while, kowtow to me once in a while, and if you kowtow like this, I can live hundreds of years longer."

"Fuck off," Prinne gave Seth a white look, "You're still joking at a time like this."

"No kidding, tell ghost stories?"

Seth tilted his head to look at Prin, and showed a piercing grin under the light and shadow of the fire: "You know, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, those dead souls will linger in the ruins of Albion. You are behind me~~~"

"You, you, stop talking!"

Pullin clasped his arms tightly, shrunk his neck, and stared at Seth with resentment: "I didn't think it was scary at first, but now when I think of the cliff behind it is..."

"Whoo~~~"

The sea breeze blew through the ruins at night, and the door was slammed by the wind, and there was a "whoosh" sound from the crack of the door from time to time. Prin was scared to shrink by the wall, staring at the door with both eyes.

"Are you afraid?"

Seth leaned on the fire, and mocked unkindly: "Don't do bad things, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. It seems that you often do bad things behind my back."

"Fart, what bad things can I do."

"Nothing bad, what are you afraid of?"

There was another gust of sea breeze, and Prin flinched again in fright.

"Hey, be careful, if you get close to your clothes, your clothes will burn."

Pullin tugged at the hem of his clothes, shrinking his head so much that he could only see a pair of eyes: "If you are afraid, you are afraid, and if you do bad things, you do bad things. These are completely different things."

"Just be stubborn, sooner or later I will settle accounts with you."

After a while, Prin finally couldn't stand it anymore, curled up by the wall and fell asleep.

Seth carried him to the bed, covered him with a blanket, and covered him with two more clothes, then sat back by the fireplace, threw two more pieces of firewood into it, rested his chin on his hands, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. …

"Hoo~~~ Hoo~~~"

The sea breeze at night was stronger than that during the day, and it was pitch black outside the window, and the outline of the cliff could be vaguely discerned in the dim light of the sky.

Xiushou stood in front of the window, the food in the bowl at his feet remained motionless, stiff from the cold.

He looked at the cliff in the dark night, and the picture of him being pushed off the cliff by his brother flashed in front of his eyes again and again. His heart was piercingly chilling, but he never looked away, as if he was waiting for something.

Suddenly, in the howling sea wind, he heard a distant and long sound.

It was not the sound of the wind, but some kind of noise coming from the depths of the sea.

Xiu sat up suddenly, pushed open the window, facing the biting sea breeze, and listened with his ears up.

"Hoo~~~ Hoo~~~"

Quiet and deep, with a certain ancient awe and fear deep in the soul.

"Is it you? Really you?!"

Xiuyue went out of the window and ran involuntarily in the night-shrouded city of Albion, heading straight for the cliff by the sea.

"Hey! Can you hear me! It's me! Xiu! I'm back!"

Xiu shouted towards the black and boundless sea, the wind roared, and the waves as black as ink washed hit the stone wall, but the voice disappeared.

Xiu was a little panicked, he stood on the cliff and kept shouting, only the sound of sea wind and waves responded to him.

"Did I hear it wrong?"

Xiu looked at the sea, knelt on the cliff in despair, and muttered to himself: "Don't you remember mine, or, you already..."

"Hoo~~~ Hoo~~~"

It's that voice again!

Xiu heard it very clearly, it was definitely not a hallucination or imagination!

It is really the sound from the sea!

Xiu looked at the sea again, vaguely, he seemed to see a huge figure swimming slowly in the deep sea.

The sound came from there, from ancient times, from the abyss, comforting the departed souls.

"It's you! It's really you! You still remember me, right!"

Xiu was overjoyed, but in a blink of an eye, he could no longer see that huge figure, and his voice gradually faded away, disappearing in the howling sea wind.

"No, don't go! Don't go! Where are you going? Don't I want to see me!"

Xiu anxiously shouted, but the voice had completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"Okay, since you're not coming to see me..."

Xiu took off his clothes, shoes and socks, stood on the sea cliff, opened his hands and closed his eyes: "Then I will come to you!"

"Fix! Don't!!!"