Disqualification

The library has a rich collection of books, as long as you look for them carefully, you can always get something.

Dazai walked into the third floor of the library through the northeast gate. He was a frequent visitor here and would come here to read some documents from time to time.He always tells Xiaozhuang that he is a "folklorist" who likes to collect stories, and he specializes in folk beliefs and legends of gods and monsters.

[At first it was just for myself. ] He pulled out an old manuscript from the bookcase.

[I want to find out what I am, whether it is a ghost or a monster, after all, it is not a god sitting on Gao Tianyuan. ]

If you want to kill new species, you must master the means to kill them. In this regard, the Ghost Killing Squad is undoubtedly a good example. Over a long period of time, they even developed a sun wheel knife that can replace the sun. Among them It must have been through the efforts of generations.

He flipped through the yellowed paper at a very fast speed, but his thoughts drifted far away. What he told Xiaozhuang earlier was definitely not a lie. He went back to Tokyo for six or seven days and never returned home.

Where does that live?Butterfly Kanae's home?How can it be.

[If you do that, Shinobu will definitely show a look like a cat with its tail trampled on, put the Japanese knife horizontally in front of me, stare at me suspiciously, and say "absolutely" in a forbearing voice Not allowed to go any further." ]

He and Butterfly Shinobu haven't been together for long, but he can see what kind of child the other party is. To be honest, she is the most common type, and she is full of anger because her family was slaughtered by ghosts.

Kanae is the abnormal one.

Dazai thought that although he didn't mind staying in a woman's house, he still had to consider the feelings of the other's family, so of course he couldn't enter the Butterfly House.

So, where was he on the night of the [-]th and [-]th?

[Wandering under the river, of course. ]

……

Hexia District is not good, but it is not as bad as Xiaozhuang said.

It is quite a large area, and the houses in the basin are extremely close together. Dazai once saw a map of Tokyo. The diameter of the Kawashita basin is nearly 2000 meters. Tens of thousands of people are accommodated in the giant round pit, which was abandoned by the Tokyo metropolitan area. of poor people.

There are people living here, there are hotels, hotels and clinics.

Walking into a dirty tavern with two sleeves dangling.The space is too small and cramped, not even a row of stools can be placed. The brown-red wooden countertop is covered with greasy ash.

He ordered a glass of rice wine. European beer will only appear in high-end taverns, and it is still far away from entering thousands of households. Most people can only consume wine brewed from grains.

Dazai bought a new kimono from a tailor shop on the edge of the Kawaba Basin. The kimono had rough stitches and uncomfortable material, and it only looked neat from a distance.

[When I lived with Xiaomei and the others, I wore thick kimonos 360 days and nights a year. ]

"Give me a drink," he said.

The boss looked at him with drooping eyelids, and he looked rather unfriendly: "I don't pay on credit here."

"I know, I know." Dazai didn't think the table was dirty, and supported his cheek with a layer of burlap between his elbows, "I have money." He slapped a few coins on the table, full of the spirit of a down-and-out literati.

"Hmph." The old man quickly took back a few copper coins and poured him a glass of wine. Four squares of dirty rags were hung from the eaves outside the wine house. One person came, and some came in twos and threes.

The men get together and gossip about that much: money, children, women.

"Flour and rice are getting more and more expensive, and the money in hand is getting less and less..."

"It's kind of like you don't drink."

"Let the mother-in-law of the family try her luck in a few days, maybe she can get some kind of relief food."

"At this time, don't you say that she has a problem with her mind?"

"Ham, there are still a few who ran away."

A sentence of complaints drilled into Dazai's ears, and the rude words were arranged, integrated and reorganized, and refined into key sentences to solve the puzzle.

[No, it's not really a puzzle, after all, the development of all this is no different from his guess. ]

The men's topic revolved around the relief food, and they answered a point that was always overlooked, why only women receive food, not all because men have to work in the morning, but more because only women can receive food.

"Even if you get it, you still have to listen to their nonsense." The hunched middle-aged man said, "Whether it's God or a monk, anyway, it's about saving all sentient beings."

"You're not bad. I've heard that you are even more naughty, saying that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and life is for suffering. Only after death can one enter the Western world to enjoy bliss."

"Is it a Buddhist saying?"

"------"

[Eternal bliss. ]

Dazai put down his glass.

He dug up an image from deep within his hippocampus, one he didn't want to remember, and one that at the same time made him deeply unhappy.

*

"It's so pitiful." The blond-haired man held a folding fan and pretended to be. In front of him was the prostitute Taro with the yellow earth on his forehead. When a person becomes a ghost, there will be an earth-shaking change. Xiaomei's charred and shriveled body returned to its usual appearance. It's just that she has consumed too much energy and is still sleeping.

"The words of human beings are always so pitiful." The fan covered the corners of his lips, "Being expired, jealous, and hurt, as long as you live, you will inevitably suffer from pain and disputes. However, human power is so weak. At that time, even a cute and nutritious girl will be crushed to powder in an instant."

"I really sympathize with what happened to you and your sister, and of course the third person in your family." Tong Mo said, "Fortunately, you have already become ghosts. As long as you become ghosts, you can enjoy eternal bliss forever. will protect you."

[What was I doing at the time? By the way, I walked past them with heavy steps, and just happened to listen to all his hypocritical words. To be honest, I was so sick that I wanted to vomit. ]

[The vomiting is not due to the content of his words, but I can't understand what kind of thoughts he has in his heart to perform, the moistness of the eyeballs, the red blood on the cheeks, the beating speed of the nerve endings... The human face is a piece of paper. The mysterious map, as long as you master the method, you can easily interpret people's inner thoughts. ]

[I happen to have mastered the reading method, this is not interesting, everyone is like a book spread out in front of me, naked**—]

[People who talk about pity and bliss cannot understand the emotions of ordinary people. ]

[It's really disgusting. ]

……

"Is it really okay to tell the Ghost Slayer about the disappearance?"

Yushiro would never disobey Zhushi's decision, provided that their lives were not in danger.

Zhu Shi was concocting new medicine, she twisted the slender test tube with two fingers, and swung it under the bright orange warm light, watching the two layers of liquid layered together at a very slow speed.

"It's nothing bad." Zhu Shi said, "We just need to move in a while, and Kanae hasn't suspected us yet." She admired the color of the reagent for a while, made sure that there was nothing wrong with the formula, and used the brush again Mucosal water, dragons and snakes race on paper.

"Even I can only investigate the surface level, and she has to dig out the rest of the information by herself." She put away the kit, "I believe that even if Kanae discovers something, she will not betray us." , she is very kind."

"She..." Zhu Shi lowered her eyelids, "She really believes that humans and ghosts can get along well."

"Huh???" Yushiro spit out a huge unbelievable "ha" first, and quickly changed his words when he caught Zhu Shi's disapproving eyes, "I mean, isn't she Zhu?

"Maybe it's just because it's a pillar that she has a wonderful idea." She finished the last potion and folded the opened medicine box back to its original shape. The surface of the medical box is a shiny white ceramic surface. Zhu Shi saw his worried eyes in the reflection of the ceramic surface.

[I can't even give her more information. ]

[How many people are missing from the Relief Society?Ten, twenty, or thirty? ]

This number made her fear in the bottom of her heart. Unfortunately, with the progress of Zhu Shi's secret investigation, she still doesn't know where the missing person is. .

But sometimes, she also panics. She doesn't know the name of the ghost behind the missing person. Even if she knows, she has escaped for hundreds of years under the endless pursuit, and the speed of receiving and processing information is not as good as before.

Wishing you a safe return, she counted together and prayed with all her heart.

……

Tong Mo receives a new work from Yuhu.

[The crock of the jug is not special except that it is very ugly. If you show it to believers, you will probably look for an artifact and worship it, but to me, it is just a new toy that plays the role of head piercing . ]

[But as long as it is an object sent by a friend, not only can it not be smashed, but also express love for it, who told me that I am such a caring friend. ]

After sucking the blood from his finger, he placed the dry woman's head on top of the jug.