Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Gu Techuan sat at the door of the emergency room, waiting quietly.

More than ten minutes later, Bai Chuan Taishan with a black hat tilted on his head appeared in the corridor and went straight to the door of the emergency room, but stopped suddenly on the way, his pupils constricted.

On the rest chair outside the emergency room door, there is a boy who is looking down and contemplating. There are still some blood stains on his clothes, and people coming and going around will avoid him unconsciously.

Bai Chuan Taishan suppressed the warning signs and discomfort in his heart, and stopped rushing, walking forward step by step.

Furutegawa came back to his senses, and calmly looked at the man in front of him.

This was the second time he met Bai Chuan Taishan.

Unfortunately, not very pleasant.

He was expressionless.

Bai Chuan Taishan stood silently, his words turning back and forth in his stomach, and finally sat down on another row of chairs without saying a word.

The lights in the emergency room were still on, so it was useless to ask anything.

As for the others, he already knew all about it on the way here.

Half an hour later, the wound was treated again, and the little mummy-like priest who was bandaged also came. He looked around, looked up at the light that was still on, and sat down silently.

In the evening, the operating light finally went out, and the heavy door opened from the inside.

Bai Chuan Taishan got up subconsciously, and Bai Chuan Wang on the other side endured the pain of the wound, and stood up with force.

The nurse who came out looked around outside, but turned to Guatechuan and said: "It was delivered in a timely manner. Although the wound treatment was a bit rough, but fortunately it did not cause infection. Now it is out of danger and needs to enter the intensive care unit for observation. in addition……"

Furutegawa said silently: "Please tell me."

The nurse paused, and then said: "In addition, the patient's left cheek was severely injured, and there will be a scar after the operation, but he is still alive."

Furutegawa smiled and thanked: "You are right."

The nurse nodded slightly, turned around and opened the door, and the hospital bed was pushed out. Covered with a ventilator, Walnut was sleeping peacefully, with the corners of her mouth curled up, as if sleeping in a sweet dream.

The little priest sat back on the chair weakly, his eyes were at a loss.

On the one hand, the old sister's escape from the danger of her life finally let the big stone that had been hanging in her heart fall to the ground.

But on the other hand...

"When she wakes up, what should I tell her?"

Shirakawa Taishan, who was ignored by the nurse, had a slightly stiff face, but when he heard that he was out of danger, he felt like a huge stone fell to the ground, so he didn't care too much. He looked at Guatechuan, moved his lips, and bowed his head, "Thank you."

Guatechuan was silent, before saying: "It's what I should do."

After speaking, he thought for a while: "Not enough."

Hearing this surprising answer, Bai Chuan Taishan couldn't help being a little overwhelmed, but he soon realized what it was.

In the two sentences just now, there is a trace of resentment that cannot be concealed.

He had some guesses, looking at the boy in front of him who was as old as his daughter, but exuding a majestic pressure no less than that of mountains and seas, he said in a deep voice, "Is it possible to fight with monsters without getting hurt?"

Guate Chuan was taken aback, his expression indifferent: "Since when did she become a member of the special department?"

Bai Chuan Taishan made a hoarse voice, but fixed his eyes on him, and made it clear: "She misjudged the situation, but you must know that she is Hutao's master from beginning to end! Respect the teacher..."

The little priest, who was still at a loss amidst the huge change, just came back to his senses and understood the dispute between Furatekawa and his father... Furategawa seemed to be planning to do something to the old woman...

He was terrified, and regardless of the pain in his body, he stood up and grabbed Guategawa's clothes: "Don't, don't be impulsive."

He had no doubts whether this matter would work, he just wanted to quickly persuade Gu Techuan to give up his mind, otherwise...

"That old woman is also Hutao's master. You, you killed her, how can you let Hutao see you? She, she is already like this, if you are gone, what do you want her to do?" His voice Lower and lower, more and more depressed.

Guatechuan looked at him: "Of course I know this, and I didn't intend to kill her, but if it goes like this, I won't be happy."

The little priest let go of his hand, suppressed the feelings in his heart, and gritted his teeth: "I'm not happy either!"

Bai Chuan Taishan moved his lips, but didn't say anything else.

Gu Techuan turned around and picked up the sword bag, walked to the door of the intensive care unit, and sat on the rest chair over there.

The little priest and his father watched silently.

The former said in a low voice: "Father, you go back, I and Guatechuan are guarding here."

Now is the day of the Obon, and the shrine is the busiest period of time except for the New Year. As the head of the shrine, Shirakawa Taizan sits here for an afternoon, which is enough to make a scene over there.

Bai Chuan Taishan looked at his son's miserable state, and couldn't help but think of his daughter who was still lying in a coma on the hospital bed. He was furious, but he didn't show the slightest in front of the child. He patted his shoulder and said softly: "This time it's Dad was negligent."

He turned around and walked out, walking faster and faster. After leaving the hospital and getting into the car, he took a deep breath, took out a knife from the chassis of the car, and weighed it in his hand. He picked up his baseball bat, started the engine, and headed for Special Section Headquarters.

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In the middle of the night, the wind whimpered outside the window. It was supposed to be a scorching summer day, but it changed from normal, as if it had directly skipped a season.

Tomoko Hattori, who was still asleep, stood in front of the window, looking at the lightning that lit up from time to time in the sky outside, and the screen of the mobile phone she held in her hand also flickered.

But in the end, she still put away her phone and stood silently, her cheeks gradually turned cold.

Turn around, sit back in your chair, and start working.

……

Hu Tao regained consciousness only in the afternoon of the next day, but she was still confused and weak.

She still lay in the intensive care unit, surrounded by nurses.

Furutegawa watched her through the window.

If the situation stabilizes, it will not take long to be transferred to the general ward.

The Shirakawa family said it was neither big nor small. It is a shrine anyway, and it has some capabilities, and this is the face of Ishikawa Yasuhiroka, so after the situation of Walnut stabilizes, it is easy to change to a ward that will not be disturbed. thing.

He thought for a while and lifted the sword bag.

The little brother, who was obviously suffering to death, but still stubbornly stuck by the side and refused to leave, struggled to get up, held him down, and kept shaking his head.

He was afraid that Gu Techuan was planning to make trouble.

Furutegawa: "...I'm going home, are you hungry? What do you want to eat, I'll bring some back later."

"Just go home?" The little priest let go of his hand, and after pondering for a while, his face showed firmness: "Then I want to eat beef rice bowl, three big bowls!"

"Beef rice bowl?" Furutekawa looked at the rainy night outside the window and nodded.

It would be a bit troublesome for other dishes, but the beef rice bowl is simple, just cut some of the beef you eat and put it on the white rice.

Well, Bai Chuanwang is pretty easy to support.

He carried the sword bag and left, but after thinking about it on the way, he turned around and came back, took out the sword in the sword bag, placed it at the door of the intensive care room, flicked his finger on it, and a chill spread out. Immediately disappeared without a trace.

Then, under the slightly suspicious eyes of the little priest, he turned and left, walked out of the hospital all the way, picked up the car from the special department in Wenjing, and drove back.

The door of the house was closed. He opened the door and turned on the light in the entrance. The two girls who were dozing off on the sofa woke up immediately. They rubbed their eyes and looked around. With a bit of confusion, he got up and walked over.

Furutegawa briefly talked about today's situation, but there is actually nothing to say. Now the Walnut man is still lying in the intensive care unit, which is basically the same as yesterday. It is still hard to say whether there are any new hidden dangers.

Youjia and Qingkong were in a daze, but they were both relieved, at least they woke up.

"This is the work of the special department..." Youjia murmured in a low voice, this is what she said countless times in the past two days.

Kotekawa was silent for a while, and said again: "It's the work of the special department, but that's not the job of Hu Tao, she is not a member of the special department."

Youjia was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said, "That's true."

"Anyway, it's good news, big or small." Guate Chuan said, "Go back to your room and rest, I'll get some food for myself, and I'll send some to the little priest."

Qing Kong subconsciously turned around and walked towards the kitchen, saying as she walked, "I've prepared some food, just heat it up."

Guatechuan stopped her, and said with a smile: "Well, I'll be fine, it's not too good to smell it before going to bed."

Qingkong glanced at him and asked Youjia, "Have some supper together?"

Youjia swallowed, glanced at the altar, and said with a guilty conscience, "Then have some food?"

The Obon period is no better than other times, perhaps the parents of Qingkong have come.

Qingkong knew what she was thinking, and said quietly: "Don't worry, they won't be angry even if they eat more meat."

"I, I didn't say that!" Youjia emphasized that she didn't want to eat meat.

Furutegawa went to the kitchen and presumably warmed up the meat buns and beef dumplings that Qingkong had prepared for him, ate some with the two girls, then packed the rest, said goodbye to them who went to the bathroom to brush their teeth, and closed the door Lock it up and drive away.

On the way to the hospital, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something, but it seemed to be unimportant, so he shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and took the meat buns and dumplings with him.

After more than ten minutes, the little priest held the lunch box in one hand, looked at the dumplings inside, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't it beef rice?"

Guate Chuan was stunned, and said nonchalantly: "Oh, the rice at home has just been eaten, and there is nowhere to buy it now... The dumplings are made by Qingkong, and I don't give them to ordinary people."

The little priest understood the voice, stopped thinking about it, picked up the dumplings with chopsticks, and ate silently.

Furutegawa took out a meat bun from the bag in his hand, took a bite, and stood outside the window, looking inside quietly.

The little priest who was eating suddenly raised his head and asked him: "The doctor said, my elder sister is disfigured."

"I know." Furutegawa's reaction was calm.

"Then, what do you think?" The little priest asked casually as if chatting, "You shouldn't be the kind of person who only cares about appearance, right? After all, Fujiwara Koko is pretty."

Furutegawa didn't answer right away.

The little priest who held the dumplings between his chopsticks and hadn't put them in his mouth raised his head and saw Furutegawa who was frowning.

He opened his eyes wide, wondering if this kid really got along with Hu Tao because of her good looks?Did he see the wrong person?

His lips trembled, and there was fire in his heart.

Furutegawa's brows also became more and more wrinkled, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Eat what you want! Don't play! Really, where did you develop this bad habit?"

This brat doesn't even cherish dumplings!

The little priest was startled, looked at the dumpling that had been cut in half and fell into the thermos bucket, apologized, and started to eat without wasting any minced meat.

Furutegawa's complexion got better now.

He looked at the sullen little priest, and said after deliberation: "There is one thing you don't know, I have an agreement with Hu Tao..."

The little priest suddenly raised his head.