Blade of Resurrection

When Nu Liangyan returned to that room, Yaken Toshiro had already helped Purgatory Kyojuro clean up and change his clothes.

With the help of the two brothers from Nu Liang's family, Yan Zhu, who had recovered his life, was lying on the couch with a pale face, his eyes closed, and he completely lost the previous energetic appearance.

"How's it going?"

"His physical injuries have fully recovered, but due to excessive blood loss, he still needs to recover for a while."

After all, the human body is not comparable to monsters and Fusangshen. Purgatory Kyojuro suffered such a serious injury, even if he is completely cured, it is impossible for him to be alive and kicking in the next second.

Knowing this, Nuliang Yangui nodded to Yaken Toshiro: "Then when will he wake up?"

"It should take a few days." Yaken Toshiro judged based on his years of experience.

Nu Liangyan responded, and rolled her eyes, as if thinking of something interesting.

"General, what do you want to do?"

Yaken Toshiro has been by his side as Fu Sangshen for more than 200 years. Many times, Nuliang Yangui only needs one look, and he can guess what the other party wants to do.

"Just trying to do something fun."

Nu Liangyan Gui raised his eyebrows at him, sat down cross-legged and took out the thin bamboo tube from his pocket, shook it in his hand to make the things inside make the sound of colliding left and right: "Just try this thing. "

It was the Yihun Pill that Kisuke Urahara had given him earlier, and no one had asked him to experiment before, and now there is such an opportunity, of course Nuliang Yangui will not let it go.

He poured out the Yihun Pill, which was as green as candy, opened the mouth of Purgatory Xingshourou, and fed it directly to him.

Purgatory Kyojurou, who had his eyes tightly closed, opened his eyes suddenly, and just about to jump up from the bed, Yaken Toshiro quickly grabbed his wrist and turned over, pressing his other hand on his chest. On the back of the neck, one leg was bent and the knee was pressed against the back of the waist, pressing the whole person on the quilt.

"let me go!"

"Don't move around!" The sharp short knife stuck to his neck. A bloodstain was cut into the tatami, and the murderous aura was like a hill pressing on his body, weakening the move that was originally planning to resist.

"Good boy." Nuliang Yangui stroked his hair in satisfaction, then turned his face to look to the other side.

There is a soul who looks exactly like Purgatory Xingshourou, or in other words, he is actually the real Purgatory Xingshourou.

"Yangui boy?" Purgatory Xingjulang observed the surrounding environment suspiciously, looked at himself being pressed down by Yaken Toshiro, and finally looked at Nuliang Yangui: "What's going on?"

Nuliang Yangui didn't answer him right away, but just looked at him and the body on the ground, and touched his chin: "It looks like it is indeed as stated in the instruction manual, this thing can separate the soul from the body."

"Separation of body and soul?"

Hearing these words, Purgatory Xingshoulang immediately understood the current situation, and couldn't help becoming vigilant: "Yangui boy, don't you..."

"Could it be?" Nuliang Yangui blinked: "Do you think I'm a ghost?"

Purgatory Xingshou Lang, who had been guessed right, nodded straightforwardly: "That's right!"

"It's a big sun outside now." He got up and walked to the other side of the room, and pushed the paper door open casually, letting in the bright sunlight from outside.

There are three ways to kill ghosts, one is to cut off their necks with a sun wheel knife, the other is to kill them with the poison of wisteria flowers, and the third is to expose them to the sun to completely kill them. Ghost kills.

Now Nuliang Yangui is exposed to the sun, but his body hasn't changed at all, obviously it doesn't belong to the ghost in his impression.

"I doubted you, I'm so sorry!" Yan Zhu, who had always been straightforward, had the courage to admit his mistake, and at the same time threw the idea of ​​blood ghost art out of his head.

"The geese return?"

"Good morning, Miss Xueli."

Nuliangyan smiled at Xueli who was passing by outside, and the latter glanced past him, looking at Purgatory Xingshourou standing there: "This is the human from the ghost killing team you rescued? "

What she looked at was the soul of Purgatory Kyojuro, not the body suppressed by Yaken Toshiro.

"Can she see me?"

Xueli raised her hand, and the wide sleeves of the kimono covered most of her face: "Since you brought him back, then take care, don't let him cause trouble in the group."

"Okay, I will."

He nodded obediently, with sincerity in his eyes, causing Xueli to look into the room again, and sighed softly: "You..."

Nuliang Yangui smiled slightly, watched Xueli leave, and turned around to face Liangui Xingshoulang again: "Everyone here can see you."

Before the other party could speak, he looked at Yaken Toshiro again: "Yakuken, let him go."

"Yes."

Yaken Toshiro let go, and the "Purgatory Kyojuro" who had just escaped from the bondage ran out of the courtyard, but was kicked back just as he reached the corridor.

"..."

Seeing his body being kicked to the ground, Purgatory Kyojuro fell silent. He could see the relationship between Yaken Toshiro and Nuliang Yangui, but even he didn't realize how the other party passed.

"It seems that Urahara is still trying to trick me."

Nuliang Yangui walked to his side, leaned down and pinched his chin: "For a restless guy like you, what if you said I took out that Yihun pill and crushed it?"

"Aren't you worried about this person's body?"

"I'm also involved in the disembowelment operation, so I guarantee that it won't hurt his body." Yaken Toshiro's words made his body stiffen suddenly, and his struggling movements have weakened.

"Be obedient!" Nuliang Yangui let go of his hand in satisfaction, turned his head and smiled at Purgatory Xingshoulang who was staring at him: "Mr. Purgatory, did you scare me?"

"……A little."

Purgatory Xing Shoulang has come to his senses, and analyzed some things from the conversation just now: "Yangui boy, am I still alive?"

"Yes, it took me a lot of effort." He propped his chin with his hands and tilted his head: "How can Mr. Purgatory thank me?"

After the words fell, the young man who was mentioned actually started to think seriously.

Nuliang Yangui laughed out loud: "I will ask someone to pay back this matter in due time, you should take good care of your body now."

"Then, what should he do?" Purgatory Xingshoulang pointed to his body kneeling obediently beside him.

He smiled and didn't speak.

Purgatory Xingjulang lived in the Nuliang Group like this, but he was really not used to seeing a person exactly like himself moving in front of him.

It's just that he's not used to it, and he's far from someone in this family who has completely refreshed his three views...

In terms of monsters, it may be more appropriate.

It was the first time for Purgatory Xingshoulang to know that besides ghosts doing evil everywhere, there are so many monsters in this world.

He sat under the eaves and looked at the little monsters playing in the yard, recalling the scene when he saw them for the first time, he couldn't help sighing.

"Has Mr. Purgatory started to be sentimental too?" Nuliang Yangui's voice came from behind him.

"Yangui boy, you are about to give me a heart attack!"

Purgatory Xingshoulang has indeed been frightened a lot these past few days. Fortunately, his ability to accept is very good, and he regards this experience as a kind of exercise.

"It's quite new to suffer from a heart attack. You can scare one out and have a look." He folded his arms and leaned against the beam on one side: "You are lucky to have that guy drink your medicine for you."

"Yes, it's very embarrassing for him!" Purgatory Xingshourou nodded vigorously.

He had seen the appearance of drinking the Yihun Pill in his body before, so he knew how exaggerated the taste of the medicine was: "Thank you, Goose Returning Boy!"

"Call me Yangui, I don't need to be a boy." Nuliang Yangui corrected him again, but basically it was useless.

Sure enough, Purgatory Xingshourou still called him a boy, which made the monsters beside him laugh when they heard this sentence.

"Young Master Yangui, he called you a boy!"

"Young Master Yangui, you are still a boy!"

"The wild goose returns to the young master, the wild goose returns to the young master..."

They were chattering, all trying to make Le Nuliang goose return, but he looked indulgently at this group of little monsters who looked young but were actually much older than him: "Okay, you guys, go to Song Xian to ask for something to eat. Said I told you to go."

Kasen Kanesada was called by him a few days ago to help, and now he was teaching Mao Changjue and the others how to make dim sum. After hearing this sentence, those little monsters disappeared immediately.

Purgatory Xingshoulang stood up and looked at their running backs: "I wanted to ask before, where is this place?"

"This is the home of the Nuragumi, the strongest monster organization in Eastern Japan."

This is the first time that Nu Liangyan mentioned this matter to him since he returned for so many days: "The Vine House that your ghost killing team usually talks about is actually the force of the Nu Liang group."

He told the relationship between the Nuragumi and the Ubayashiki family to Purgatory Kyojuro, and the latter nodded: "Mmm! That's how it is!"

"Mr. Purgatory is very receptive."

"Even if you don't accept what you've seen and heard these days."

Purgatory Xing Shoulang brought up another matter: "Yangui boy, when can I return to my body?"

"This matter has to be slow."

Although Nu Liangyangui threatened Yihun Pill to disembowel him before, but that was only used as a threat. After Yihun Pill was swallowed, he really didn't know how to get it out: "I have to take you to see someone Only then can it be."

"people?"

Purgatory Xing Shoulang didn't know why, so he smiled and said nothing, wondering but didn't ask any more questions.

Nuliang Yangui then continued to speak, teasingly: "It's a person."

The author has something to say:

Kisuke Urahara: What does it mean to be a person?

Yoshihunmaru-kun: Cursing

The so-called medicine, of course, is the medicine prescribed by the medicine director ww a thousand words and one sentence, the medicine is better than the medicine!