Pushing open the hotel door, the three of them walked into the late autumn night. The street lights on both sides of the street were still on, and several cars were parked on the roadside. However, the night was as silent as spring water in a deep pool.
Next to the hotel is a 24-hour convenience store. The director quickly walked up the steps of the convenience store and opened the door.
The bell hanging by the door rang loudly. Dao Zhang and Luo Jiutian stood in front of the cashier and looked around the empty store.
"Is there anyone?" Luo Jiutian shouted, "Is there anyone?"
No one answered.
The Taoist priest and Luo Jiutian looked at each other.
"I have a bad feeling..." Luo Jiutian said.
"Me too," the Taoist priest said, "Let's go to the next house."
The two of them walked out of the door and saw Lao Luo holding a spiritual flag, standing upright in the middle of the road. The snow-white tassels of the spiritual flag were flying in the wind. Lao Luo closed his eyes tightly and murmured something in his mouth.
"Dad," Luo Jiutian trotted over, "Did you find anything?"
Lao Luo's lips stopped moving, and after a long time, he opened his eyes again.
"I can't feel the gods anymore."
"God?" Luo Jiutian thought for a while, "Lao Mu?"
"right."
"Can you usually sense Lao Mu?"
"Of course, Guizhao is the hand and eye of the god, and we are directly connected to him." Lao Luo lowered his head and looked at his hands, his expression was cute and confused, "This is the first time that I can't sense the god Lao Mu...
…But my time in this business is too short, and I don’t know what it means…”
It was the first time Luo Jiutian saw his biological father showing such an expression. He felt uneasy and wanted to laugh.
In the end, he couldn't hold it back and laughed.
"You kid...why are you laughing?"
"I...Dad, you look stupid."
"You brat..."
The two men got entangled again. While Lao Luo was beating his son, he was infected by his son's laughter, and the two of them laughed together.
The Taoist priest stood aside and watched this scene, thinking "I'm tired, let's destroy it".
The three of them spent more than an hour checking all the way to Qiaomei's busiest commercial district. Not only did they not see anyone other than them, they didn't even see a stray animal.
The Taoist priest glanced at his watch and stopped on the side of the road, "Let's go back."
Lao Luo and Luo Jiutian turned around.
"I guess it will be difficult to find people," the Taoist priest said. "If we continue further, I'm worried that if something goes wrong with Xia Hua and Mu Yuan, we won't be able to get back in time."
Luo Jiutian looked at Lao Luo, who sighed and nodded.
Xia Hua leaned against the window, looking anxiously at the world downstairs, raising her arms from time to time to glance at her watch.
"Why haven't they come back yet?" Xia Hua's legs were shaking, and her high heels kept hitting the ground, making a clicking sound. "Is something wrong?"
"Something happened?" Li Muyuan, who was sitting on the bed, also stood up and came to the window, "No way..."
"I hope not," Xia Hua changed her leg and shook, "Why isn't it still dark? It's really annoying."
"Master Xiahua, please calm down. It's not because of this day that you are upset."
Li Muyuan carefully stared at the silent scenery outside the window. Suddenly, a dynamic scenery appeared in this still life painting.
"Master Xiahua, look!"
"I saw it too!"
On the street in the distance, there are two black objects moving towards here.
The street lights gradually outlined the appearance of the two objects.
The Taoist priest and Luo Jiutian were riding a bicycle, racing along the street at high speed.
"Taoist Priest, wait for me!" Luo Jiutian pedaled the old-fashioned bicycle he was sitting on desperately, trying to catch up with the Taoist Priest in front of him, "Slow down a little! Wait for me!..."
The roadmaster was almost riding to the next intersection. He pressed the brakes with a clang and stopped in front of the stop line.
Luo Jiutian rushed to catch up, panting and catching up.
"Taoist Master, thank you for waiting for me..."
"I'm not waiting for you," the Taoist priest pointed upward, "the light is red."
"……oh."
The red light turned into green, and the Taoist priest rushed out with a whoosh.
"Hey! Taoist Priest!" Luo Jiutian had not rested enough, so he started a new round of pursuit, "Wait...wait for me, brother!...Wait, cough, cough, cough..."
"Tsk," Lao Luo behind Luo Jiutian looked at his tired son and made a sound of disgust, "Look at you, a young man in his twenties, it doesn't matter if he can't beat others, he can't even ride a bicycle.
He is a Taoist priest."
"What kind of equipment does the Taoist Master have? What kind of equipment do I have?" Luo Jiutian looked at the Taoist Master and his brand-new mountain bike with envy, and said angrily, "I have to choose this car just to carry you, dad."
Broken car!...Dad! Why are you so heavy!"
"I am a dead person, so dead people are certainly heavier."
"I remember you can disappear or teleport or something?" Luo Jiutian was so tired that his mouth was dry and he felt like he was about to choke again, "Why don't you just go back to the hotel and insist on taking our car?"
To be precise, it was against my car.
"Stop talking nonsense, we're almost there..." Lao Luo said, "Look, the Taoist priest has already arrived."
The Taoist priest parked his bicycle in front of the hotel, held on to the handlebars of the bicycle, turned to look at the two of them, and showed a victorious smile.
Luo Jiutian gritted his teeth and rode over with all his might.
When he went upstairs, his legs were shaking a little.
Xia Hua greeted them at the door of the room and was shocked by Luo Jiutian's appearance.
"What's going on in Jiutian? What happened?"
"It's okay for Jiutian," the Taoist priest replied to Luo Jiutian, who was holding his stomach and panting, "Just take a rest and it'll be fine."
"Have you met the enemy?" Li Muyuan brought two bottles of water over and asked.
"No," the Taoist priest took a bottle, opened it, handed it to Luo Jiutian, and said, "We walked to the building and didn't see anyone."
"No one?"
"No," the Taoist priest said, "this city seems to be empty. Not only the people, but all living things have disappeared."
"Then where did your bicycle come from?" Xia Hua frowned and asked.
"Uh..." The Taoist priest and Luo Jiutian looked at each other awkwardly, "I borrowed it from the roadside..."
"Borrowed?"
"Don't blame the Taoist priest," Luo Jiutian finally regained his ability to speak. He straightened up and said, "I pried the lock open."
"Can you pick locks?"
"Xiaoyin taught me," Luo Jiutian took a sip of water, "she knows how to pick locks."
"Since the lock has been picked, why not just borrow a car and come back?"
Luo Jiutian shrugged, "Xiaoyin only taught me how to pry a bicycle. You can teach me the rest when she comes back."