After the women's dress, I had an affair with Wuxian

Somewhere in the forest outside the city.

Eggplant, who was hand-picked by Lord Ghost Lamp to pick up people in this world, sat in front of a dark tunnel with no image. After plucking up all the fluffy grass around him in boredom, he began to blow on the short silver-white hair stuck to his forehead.

The cat-like mouth is constantly pouted, and it is very focused on this boring game.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

Downcast eyes staring at the ever-flying hair, soon turned into a pair of cross-eyed.

Unfortunately, after 3 minutes, he sighed and became bored again.

In the deep and silent forest, there is only the sound of birdsong and wind, but there is a child who looks like a child here, making a waiting gesture, anyone can see that something is wrong.

Suddenly a yellow butterfly flew over lightly, hovered a few times and then landed on his nose.

"Aqiu."

Eggplant rubbed his sore and itchy nose, staring at the frightened butterfly fluttering its wings and flying away.

The three small horns hidden in the hair of the same color were exposed with his movements, and it was impossible to find them without looking closely.

He brought his attention back to the drawing paper on his lap. The dark charcoal pencil outlined the outline of a goldfish on the light yellow paper, with a grass stalk attached to its lower abdomen.

The few outlines are simple but expressive, so that people can tell at a glance that it is a snapdragon swaying in the wind.

Eggplant held up the drawing board and looked at it carefully, then smiled with satisfaction—as expected of the painting skills praised by Mr. Ghost Lamp!

"Snapdragon Grass~Snapdragon Grass~Which is singing a song~"

He was humming with a tone deaf, and tapped the time with his right foot, obviously very happy.

The easy job of going on a business trip in this world is a rare task, let alone picking up the most beautiful snapdragon. Eggplant shivered suddenly when he recalled Rei Asano's singing in the past, and his writing was full of inspiration .

"欻欻——"

He buried his head and concentrated on creating art.

The sound of the charcoal tip rubbing against the paper was loud, and some charcoal dust fell down sparsely.

A rough outline of a snapdragon with a mouth that seemed to be singing loudly appeared on the paper, and then he began to draw details, scales, fins, and meridians.

"eggplant."

"Um"

The appearance of the wood spirit interrupted Eggplant's concentration on creation, he immediately raised his head and looked behind the wood spirit.

His eyes flickered, and his two small canine teeth showed through his smile. Unfortunately, under such anticipation, he didn't see the figure of the snapdragon.

Eggplant's smile froze.

……

What about goldfish?

Eggplant blinked his eyes twice, walked up to Mu Ling and tilted his body to look left and right, and tried to open Mu Ling's sleeve to look for a certain snapdragon.

"Where is it, where is it?"

He muttered and searched desperately.

After the turban was torn apart by the eggplant, the wood spirit, who had lived for an unknown amount of time, snatched back his turban in a good-tempered manner, put it back on his head and tied it up.

Although he was about the same height as Eggplant, he still stood on tiptoe and patted Eggplant's head.

Eggplant hugged his head, "?"

Mu Ling smiled, his light blue eyes were full of helplessness and tolerance towards the junior, and explained softly to him: "Don't look for it, he didn't come with me."

"...Then where is he?" Eggplant asked.

Then he tilted his head full of doubts, and stared into Mu Ling's eyes puzzled, "I came out to pick him up today."

As he spoke, he shook more than half of the drawing paper in his hand, and continued to add, "This is also the order of Mr. Ghost Lantern."

It is not an exaggeration to say that Lord Ghost Lantern, the Assistant Officer of Hell, is the invisible controller of hell, and his order is absolutely correct. Eggplant also got the permission of Ghost Lantern before he came to the world to pick up snapdragons through the tunnel.

The wood spirit spread his hands, "But they are indeed not dead."

Eggplant was stunned, and muttered to himself: "The souls of the undead cannot go to hell..."

what should I do now

After a short period of thinking and weighing, Eggplant still planned to go back to Hell to report this matter to Lord Ghost Lantern.

Before he stepped into the tunnel, he was stopped by the wood spirit.

"and many more."

Eggplant turned around, "Huh?"

"Would you like to go and see what's going on with them now?" Mu Ling recalled Guiwu Tsuji's glance just now, and his tone became uncertain, "I always feel that the man seems to have seen me."

It stands to reason that only dead people or non-humans can see the wood spirit. At that time, Oni Wu Tsuji was clearly not dead, but the wood spirit did feel the short-staying gaze of the other party.

Is it because he is about to die?

Mu Ling was suspicious.

Eggplant also thought of this, and blinked, "That's not bad."

The two non-human beings, who were not as big as the chest of an adult, walked together like this, walking towards the south at a constant speed, and their backs looked extremely harmonious.

The wood spirit felt the feedback from the trees: "They stopped in front and kept bleeding."

Eggplant: "That means dying, right?"

Mu Ling was taken aback by his straightforward words: "...Yes."

"That's good." Eggplant doesn't care why they bleed, he just needs to bring the snapdragon back to hell.

Hearing this, the wood spirit was a little curious, "Did the ghost lamp really only ask you to pick up one person?"

"Yes."

"What about the other one beside him?"

"Master Ghost Lantern said to let him fend for himself. After death, it is best not to even find the way to hell, and wander in the present world in the form of a soul for thousands of years, so as not to harm hell."

The wood spirit couldn't help laughing, such ruthless rhetoric was most likely a ghost lamp.

The sinner who caused chaos in the world should go to hell to receive the most severe punishment after death, but Ghost Lantern seems to really hate Oni Wu Tsuji, and even plans to exile him for a hundred years in the world, and then drag him back to hell for torture.

It seems that the year 2000 is not enough to satisfy Ghost Lantern.

Wood Spirit: "Will he die today?"

Eggplant replied casually: "Master Ghost Lantern didn't say it clearly, but I think it should be."

The two of them just chatted one after another, and the road came to an end.

"Ah, I saw it!" He pointed to a shadow in front of him and exclaimed in a low voice. There was a huge crimson cocoon entrenched there, and the blood lines glowing with red light formed silk threads, and the cocoon seemed to be alive. Heavy package.

Bits of blood continuously seeped out of the gaps, and the ground below was dyed reddish brown by the continuous blood drops.

That red cocoon was like a heart, every beat was weaker than the last.

The two looked at each other, and walked forward a few steps in tacit understanding.

They could all see that Gui Wu Tsuji was at the end of his battle, and if he persisted before the next sun set, he would definitely bleed to death.

Eggplant stared at the cocoon, trying to make a hole out of it, but unfortunately the thick cocoon still wrapped the inside tightly, preventing outsiders from prying into it.

"Wait?" The wood spirit asked him.

Before Eggplant could reply, he was suddenly attacked by a red tentacle.

He lowered his waist to avoid the blow like a conditioned reflex, and dexterously jumped two steps back before narrowly dodging the subsequent continuous attacks.

When he stood still, grass clippings were already hanging on his hair.

He grabbed a handful of bangs and looked at the culprit who made him so embarrassed, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi.

The blood cocoon faded a lot, and Guiwu Tsuji Wumi and the person in his arms were gradually exposed. He stared straight at the eggplant, obviously he could see it.

The surprise of being seen by others in this world overwhelmed other emotions. The eggplant, which looks short and childlike, feels very novel, "...can you see me?"

Oni Wu Tsuji, who was questioned by him, said nothing, and then forced the wood spirit back.

His eyes were very red, not as clear as rubies as before, but thick and dull red like fresh blood.

His face was as pale as white paper, and his colorless lips made him even more lifeless.

Dozens of tentacles frantically whipped and flicked, forming a barrier without any rules.

He seemed to understand that entanglement with other people at this time was a very unnecessary move, and he stopped attacking after leaving a safe distance around him, leaving only a pair of red pupils to observe their movements.

Eggplant observed Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi from a distance of nearly [-] meters, with his hands made into the shape of trumpets and placed by his mouth.

"Don't resist! Don't resist! You must die today!"

Mu Ling was choked again by Eggplant's straightforwardness, and reached out to stop Eggplant from continuing to sprinkle salt on Gui Wu Tsuji's wound, but the other party said a few more words.

"People are bound to die, and if they die sooner or later, they must die."

"But it doesn't matter, the two of you will die together, even if you go to hell, you can still meet!"

The crimson tentacles paused for a moment, then stretched and swung wildly according to the master's will, and began to violently attack the eggplant.

Its level of ferocity made it impossible for the eggplant to resist, and its unstoppable aura made the eggplant, who had little fighting experience, in a hurry, so he could only rely on his physical fitness to resist.

Mu Ling stood aside, looking at the scene of eggplant being "beaten" like watching the fire from the other side, and heaved a long sigh in his heart.

He who is always wandering in this world knows very well where the outbreak point of Oni Wu Tsuji is, the poor eggplant stepped on two at once, it is impossible not to be beaten.

"I'm telling the truth, don't be so fierce...!"

The eggplant, which was hit in the chest and flew high, was puzzled in the air. The sudden weightlessness of his body made him realize that he was about to hit the ground, so he hugged his head sadly.

Ten seconds... three seconds... one second!

"..."

?

The tightly closed eyelids trembled, and just about to open them, the eggplant didn't react, and someone grabbed the collar at the back of the neck, and after two circles, the force was removed, and he was thrown to the ground by the other party .

"Boom!"

The attacking red tentacles were stuck firmly on the ground by a mace, and kept twisting.

Eggplant looked up instantly and found the owner of the mace, "Master Ghost Lamp."

The man he called Lord Ghost Lamp was wearing a black kimono with red sleeves and collar, and a peach-like pattern embroidered on the back. The clogs on his feet stepped on the dry leaves, making a crisp sound .

He turned his head and glanced at Eggplant, the sharp horns on his forehead and the pointed ears that didn't look like humans showed his identity.

"You step back."

The thin and slender figure seemed to contain infinite strength, and he easily lifted the mace on the ground, which was as thick as his two arms, and swung it vigorously.

His indifferent and annoying eyes made him look very difficult to mess with, completely looking like a debt collector.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After smashing several tentacles mercilessly, he put the mace on his shoulder, and said in a very flat tone, "I advise you not to struggle anymore."

"You don't have to die today, but he," Ghost Lantern's eyes fell on Rei Asano, "he must report to hell today."

……

Guiwu Tsuji gave a miserable meal, he called out the name of Gui Deng in a hoarse voice, at this time he had fallen into the brink of madness and was on the verge of falling.

"You are... a ghost... a lamp..."

Ghost Lamp, a name frequently mentioned by Rei Asano, is a certain person living in hell.

The man without a trace of blood on his face opened his dry and swollen eyes, stared at the ghost lamp without blinking, and then laughed softly after a long while.

"...Are you here...to pick him up..."

Ghost Lantern raised his chin, "Since you know, then cooperate obediently."

Oni Wu Tsuji's innocent eyes moved away from the ghost lamp, and after briefly scanning around, they finally landed on the land in front of him.

He whispered, "If... I say no."

Ghost Lamp sneered, and the mace in his hand started to move again, "Then, my fist will communicate with you one step ahead of my brain."

Tang Gua, who followed the ghost lamp, took a "hissy" breath, and hurried to the dizzy eggplant. The two little ghosts huddled together, trying to find some sense of security.

Onimai Tsujimu laughed bitterly, and finally some redness appeared on his frighteningly pale face.

He coughed twice, raised his head, and blatantly expressed his provocation against the ghost lamp, provocation against hell, and provocation against the law.

"You can't take it away."

"Hell is not his destination, but mine is."

The author has something to say: Because I am obsessed with current charging, I owe too many days of update QAQ. Let me see how many updates I owe recently, and then I will find time to make up for it