Bizarre Detective Agency

  Snowstorms and sandstorms are very different feelings.

   Maybe they're nothing more than crackling and whooping to weird. But to humans, they represent pain and danger.

  A figure wrapped in sand and dust crawled into the roof buried under the yellow sand.

   Quicksand slips from the surroundings, and sandstorms are isolated.

  Lu Li lifted the hood that was flowing fine sand, and wiped off the gravel stuck to his cheeks, but soon, a new figure slid into the shelter, covering his face with gravel again.

   "Why do you want to run to this kind of place, Barry hates sand."

  The figure slapped its face and hair, spitting violently.

   "You don't have to follow me."

  Lu Li turned on the kettle, moistened his throat, and spit out the sand stuck to his teeth.

   "No, Lu Li is Barry's best friend, and Barry wants to protect you." Barry said firmly.

  Lu Li opened his stomach, ready to summon the businessman to prepare today's lunch. Barry stopped him, and said mysteriously: "Do you know what I saw outside just now? You would never think of it..."

   "An evil spirit?"

  Surprise appeared on Barry's face, he stared at Lu Li and continued to roll out his eyes, "That's why I came here."

   "Then you still have to call the merchant, it will alarm the evil spirits!"

  Ba Rui had some truth in what he said, but Lu Li opened his shriveled luggage bag: "We don't have much food."

   "Okay...Actually, I secretly hid some..." Barry took out a few boxes of canned food from his luggage with great pain.

  Lu Li is not a picky person, especially when he is going to accomplish a certain purpose, so he gave up summoning the merchant to alarm the evil spirits.

  Barry drilled out again, and soon slid back to the shelter with the sound of wind and sand and firewood and the sound of "peh peh", and then he muttered "we should bring Perseus here, he is very good at digging" while digging sand in the corner.

  After dozens of minutes, the raging sandstorm showed no signs of easing up, but Barry cleared out a sand pit where he could sit up, and set up a fire inside.

  The smell of canned food gradually permeated, and Lu Li's black eyes reflected the firelight: "That evil spirit is a disaster for plants."

   Pata—

  The dry wood that Barry was about to fill into the fire was broken, and he raised his head in shock.

   "I don't mean to belittle you in any way, but why do ants fight lions?"

   "But those two ants have the power to kill a lion."

  Lu Li knew that the body of the plant disaster was here, and also knew what its disappearance would mean to the world.

  The boiling can smelled meaty. Barry picked up the hanging pot with a branch, and poured it into the empty can after it cooled slightly, and took out two spoons.

  Ba Rui didn't eat much and left most of it for Lu Li.

  After lunch, Lu Li and Barry rested on the warm sand.

  Lu Li maintained a light sleep. After waking up several times, he finally waited for the wind and sand to subside in the evening.

   Climbing out of the shelter from the wind through the narrow door frame, Lu Li looked around.

  Sandstorms surrounded this ancient oasis at the foot. Like the eye of the wind, the sky is full of yellow sand only raging outside the oasis.

  Barry climbed out after him.

   "Our turn?"

"Ok."

   Returning to the nearly buried house to take out their luggage, Lu Li and Barry headed towards the center of the oasis.

  This lost oasis town has long been buried by the yellow sand accumulated over countless years. Only the exposed spiers and gardens tell the miracle of the desert in the past.

   And in the center of these silent desert buildings, a dilapidated garden formed by withered branches appeared in front of you lifelessly.

  Lu Li stopped when he was really close to the plant disaster, took out the potion and took it, and when he handed it to Barry, he refused and said, "Did you forget, I'm weird."

   Approaching the center of the oasis along the rolling hills that flooded the streets, gradually, the lingering withering of hatred entangled them.

   But Lu Li is not a plant, and neither is Barry.

   The blight of obliterating plants cannot harm their flesh and blood.

   And just when Barry thought that their trip would successfully eradicate the plant disaster, the yellow sand flying in front of him formed a hazy and familiar outline.

   Tesla, made of gravel, looked at them: "Go back, you can't afford to accept the truth."

"what is this?"

   "The power of reflection of the tree of mind."

   "You know that?"

   "I knew it from the start."

   This oasis is where the tree of the mind resides. And in the truth revealed by "it", the plant disaster is also here.

  The disaster that annihilated the hope of mankind was born under the nose of the exorcist.

  Lu Li turned a blind eye, walked through the wind and sand formed by the dissipated "Tesla", staring at the spiritual tree that was buried in the sand hundreds of meters away, with dry branches stretching to the sky

  They soon saw the threat of the tree of mind—

  The gravel under their feet turned into quicksand, dragging them to despair and death.

  Lu Li remained unmoved, letting the quicksand slowly swallow his legs and waist. But Barry has been unable to move forward, getting deeper and deeper.

   "Leave me alone, you go..."

   At this moment, Lu Li reached out his hand, grabbed Barry's arm, and continued to move forward in the quicksand that drowned his chest.

   "The tree of mind will attack the loopholes in your mind, stick to your heart, they are just illusions."

  Words are swallowed by the sand that completely submerges them. As the darkness fell, all Barry could feel was the strength of holding his arm to guide the direction—

  In an instant, the fine sand that filled the mouth and nose disappeared, and the surrounding area became a barren oasis again, while the tree of mind was still standing there, a little closer than before.

  Unmoved by the various hallucinations that surfaced, Lu Li remained steadfast with Barry.

  But at a certain moment, the yellow sand in the air suddenly tore apart, revealing the slowly fading clouds. Behind that dark cloud, the starry sky is being exposed to the eyes of all beings—

   Barry was shaking.

  Equally trembling are the branches of the tree of the mind.

  It is difficult for it to bear the terrifying scene that manifests Lu Li's deep heart.

   "You go...I'll hold it!"

Barry stared at the terrifying starry sky that was pregnant with something, and hissed at the end of his voice: "You are the last exorcist, the hope of the world, the lord of the land of light, and the guardian of order. You have more important things to do, and Not wasting it on an insignificant guy!"

   "Have you ever thought about why these titles exist?" A calm voice sounded.

   "Because of what?"

   "It is the life itself that is protected by me."

  Lu Li walked towards the swaying dead branches, "I will not abandon my companions."

  Ba Rui's mouth squirmed, and the hideousness on his face gradually melted away.

"I do not know either…"

  The giant eyes in the depths of the starry sky failed to open after all, the dark clouds closed, and the orange dust shrouded the oasis again.

  Ba Rui's power protected Lu Li. He came to the foot of the tree of mind and touched the tree with his left hand. Unsurprisingly, the death retrospective of plant disasters presented itself before my eyes.

  Lu Li saw the milky-white roses that thrived at the foot of the tree of mind without telling the exorcist. When he woke up from the retrospective of death, he stood alone under the ashes of the tree of mind. The milky white rose has long since withered.

  A green sea stretches out from the oasis, tearing apart the sandstorms that ravage the desert.

  The dense forest that once left the oasis is born underfoot.