[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

In the dark night, a figure stepped on the top of the branches and leaves like walking on the ground. The figure was like a ghost, without a sound, and did not startle a bird.

Falling lightly, Aizawa Muha landed on the familiar branch of wisteria.

The wide branches are big enough for Muha Aizawa to sit comfortably. With one black and one red eyes open, he quietly looks at the world under the dark night.

Layers of wisteria flowers rippling purple ripples under the breeze. Under the moonlight, the wisteria flowers seem to emit a faint light, and there is a soft rustling sound as they swing, like a lullaby, which makes people feel at ease.

Aizawa Muha leaned against the branch, letting the wisteria caress his cheek.

The sudden wind was bloody, and a whine could be heard faintly, perhaps it was a cry for help.

Aizawa Muha tilted his head, hesitated for a moment and then ran towards the source of the sound.

Under the night, the dark bloodstains were not obvious, but to Aizawa Muha, it was particularly dazzling.

You can still see things without any influence in the dark night, not to mention the big moon today.

Aizawa Muha, who was sensitive to the smell of blood, frowned slightly, and as he turned around, he saw a blood-stained deer under the moonlight.

A doe that had just grown up was full of wounds caused by wild beasts, blood was flowing all over the ground, and it was dying.

Aizawa Muha didn't know how it escaped with such serious injuries, but he knew it couldn't survive.

Even though it escaped from the mouth of the beast, its injuries were so severe that it was almost left with its last breath.

Seeing the person coming, the deer who was lying on the ground tried to raise his head, and called to Aizawa Muha weakly: "Yo..."

Even with blood all over her body, those black eyes gleaming with water were still very bright.

The black eyes were full of water, with sadness and longing.

Aizawa Muha's heart was touched for a while, he could feel it begging him for help, seeing him as the last hope.

Humanized eyes, inexplicably make people feel sad for it.

Not caring about the blood on the ground, Aizawa Muha squatted down, picked up the deer's head and put it on his knees.

"Yo..." A tear fell on Aizawa Muha's palm, hot and scorching hot.

Aizawa Muha's hand had no temperature, and he seemed to feel a little bit of warmth at that moment.

"Sorry..." I couldn't help it.

Pale fingertips ran along the hair on the deer's neck, again and again.

The black eyes were still bright, staring at him closely, even though they didn't even have the strength to raise their heads.

There was sadness and regret in Aizawa Muha's eyes, he lowered his head and leaned against the deer's forehead.

The deer stretched out his tongue and gently licked Aizawa Muha's palm, then slowly retracted it.

The breath dissipated bit by bit, and the body in his arms was already filled with icy breath.

Aizawa Muha looked at his hand and thought of a possibility.

"Do you want to live--" Pale hands touched the black eyes, and the black eyelashes gently swept the pale palm.

Aizawa Muha showed a smile, then stretched out his sharp fingertips, and slowly slid across his wrist.

The blood slid down the arm, and then dripped on the corner of the mouth that was not close together.

Aizawa Muha didn't know how much blood would work, so he could only press on the wound to prevent it from healing.

Blood dripped down, forming a blood line.

The blood began to work, and the bodies of his subordinates began to change.

The flesh under the hair swelled, and the wound gradually healed.

"YoYo!"

The deer under his hand began to struggle, Aizawa Muha couldn't bear to look at it, and gently wrapped his hands around the deer's neck.

"Hold on, don't give up."

I don't know if it can understand, but Aizawa Muha subconsciously calmed down.

The wound was completely healed, and the movement gradually stopped.

Under Aizawa Muha's gaze, the deer's hair began to turn white, and then dyed the whole body.

"Yo-"

A pair of red pupils opened abruptly, and the overlapping patterns of dark red petals could be faintly seen in the eyes.

Aizawa Muha breathed a sigh of relief, put away his sharp nails, and stood up.

The white deer is very conspicuous in the dark night, but what is more striking is the pair of red eyes.

"Yo~" The snow-colored deer leaned against Aizawa Muha clingingly, and rubbed Aizawa Muha's face full of trust.

Snow-white fur, only a little red on both sides of the abdomen, and three thumb-sized red spots on the forehead, which are in an inverted triangle shape.

The red eyes exuded a faint light, and one could faintly see the dark red pattern like petals inside, layer upon layer, like a flower blooming in the eyes.

Aizawa Muha looked at the eyes that were almost human, and let out a laugh.

"It's such a special color."

The snow-colored deer tilted its head in confusion, its red eyes were pure and flawless, like a child.

Even if we have the mind of a human being, is it still the mind of a child?

Aizawa Muha gently stroked the hair on the side of the deer's face, with a smile on his face.

The pure red eyes were still obsessed with the words just now, then it suddenly took a few steps back and looked at Aizawa Muha.

"Yo."

Under Aizawa Muha's surprised gaze, the red eyes became brighter.

The antlers meander upwards, drawing a graceful arc.Then layers of flowers bloomed on the extended corners, and it was like a dream for a moment.

The petals on the antlers fell, and then flowers bloomed on the ground, covering the whole area in an instant.

There are petals floating in the air, and a strong floral fragrance lingers in the nose.

Aizawa Muha's eyes were full of surprise, and he reached out to catch the petals.

It's real, not an illusion.

The deer shook its horns, looking extremely proud.

Lifting the deer's hoof slightly, a petal was controlled and inserted deeply into the branch of the tree with a sharp momentum.

Aizawa Muha hugged the snow-colored deer, "Yuemi, from now on you will be called Xuemi."

Aizawa Muha closed his eyes, and pressed Yukimi's foreheads against each other.

"Xuemi, remember, never, never hurt humans..."

It seems to be whispering softly, but it is like the words engraved in the heart, which is extraordinarily heavy.

When Aizawa Muha brought Xuemi back, everyone was just surprised, and then accepted her existence.Xin Zhu hugged Xuemi even more excitedly, his eyes glowing.

Grandpa saw that Xuemi liked Aizawa Wuha very much, so he simply enclosed a piece of land in the yard outside Aizawa Wuha's room and built a small wooden house for Xuemi.

Probably because of Aizawa Wuha, Xuemi is not afraid of the sun like other ghosts, but can walk under the sun like him.

But although it is possible, I still don't like the sun, and I don't sun it if I can.

"Xue Mizao." Masako greeted Xue Mi in the yard with a basket in hand.

"Yo!" Xuemi bounced her hooves excitedly and responded.

Masako smiled, and said to Aizawa Muha beside her: "Every time I see Yuki, I feel like seeing Xinzhu when I was a child, like a child, very smart."

Aizawa Muyu smiled, looked at the more cheerful Xuemi who was bouncing around and said, "Well, sometimes I feel like I have an extra brother."

Yes, Aizawa Muha can know what Xuemi is thinking, and naturally knows her temper.

I don't know why, but she is obviously a girl, but she is as skinny as Xin Zhu, and the two often make trouble together.

Xin Zhu, who was already seven years old, had reached the age that even a dog would hate him, but Xuemi and Aizawa Muha looked at him with confidence.

Perhaps because of Aizawa Muha's strong thoughts, his height has also grown a lot in the past two years, and he looks like an eight or nine-year-old child.

But even though he has grown taller, he is obviously still compared to Xin Zhu, and nothing compared to other people.For a slightly taller person, Aizawa Muha couldn't see his chin.

The slightly curly black hair was already below the waist. Under the unanimous opinion of everyone, Aizawa Muha didn't cut it short, but tied it up every day. Anyway, it doesn't matter if you get used to it.

Under the sunlight, Aizawa Muha squinted the only black eyes exposed outside, with a faint smile on his face.

The cloak can already be taken off, and Aizawa Muha can already walk in the sun for a short time.I don't know if it's because of Xuemi, Aizawa Muha always feels a faint restless power in his body, but he hasn't found a way to use it yet.

"Excuse me, is Akimoto Masako here?"

There was a slightly suspicious strange voice from outside the yard, Masako was stunned for a moment and then responded: "Yes."

In front of him was a strange man who handed over a letter after confirming Masako's identity.

"Here, here is your letter."

Masako took it in surprise, looking at the signature on the letter, her eyes filled with nostalgia.

After wiping her hands clean, Masako slowly opened the letter, and her smile gradually disappeared.

"Aunt Masako?" Aizawa Muha called out.

"Ah?" Masako put away the letter a little at a loss, her eyes were lost and her expression was in a trance.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Masako smiled, but with some reluctance.

"Bang!"

Looking at Masako who was packing things in a hurry, Aizawa Muha looked worried.

I don't know how many times this has been distracted, Masako has never had it before.

"Mother—" Masako looked at her mother-in-law who was holding her hand, the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

The old woman put down what she was holding, and pulled Masako to sit on the stool.

"What's the matter Masako, if you have something to tell everyone, you don't have to fight alone." The old lady patted Masako's hand to comfort the restless Masako.

"Sorry..." Masako relaxed a little, and smiled bitterly at everyone who looked at her with concern.

"Mother?" Xin Zhu left Xuemi's side, lying on Masako's lap, watching worriedly.

"I have a sister. Although there is no direct blood relationship, she is still related." Masako collected her thoughts and said slowly: "She grew up with me, and she was the one who took care of me the most when I was young. The relationship has always been very close. Well, it’s true that she has been in touch since she got married.”

"But after I got married, I lost contact because of the distance. However, the letter came saying that something happened to her family..."

"Sister's health has not been very good. It is said that her husband died in an accident some time ago. Now, now, sister is also seriously ill!"

"I don't have any brothers or sisters, and I have always treated her as my own elder sister...but she has a lot of fate, and I'm afraid she won't be able to survive."

Masako choked with sobs and covered her face: "Pity her two children, who just lost their father and are about to lose their mother. From now on, the two brothers can only depend on each other...I can't do anything, and I can't help."

The old woman comforted her softly, and put her arms around Masako to let her vent.

Yuki blinked and looked at Aizawa Muha in confusion.

Qiu Yuancun and the old man looked at each other and nodded.

"In this case, Masako will go and have a look." The old man said.

"But at home..." Masako raised her head and calmed down.

"It's okay, we still have us here." The mother-in-law comforted with a smile.

"If possible, bring those two children back together." The grandfather said calmly: "Anyway, there is no shortage of this ration, and I can help a little."

"Yes, yes, two more people may make it more lively." The old woman smiled kindly: "Our family only has two children, maybe two more children of the same age Yujiro will be more cheerful."

"Yes, because Yujiro is the biggest, so every time he looks like a little adult in front of Xin Zhu." Akimoto village joked: "Maybe if you have an older brother, Yujiro will look like a child!"

"How can uncle be sure that I must be the youngest one." Aizawa Muha said dissatisfied.

"puff!"

Aizawa Muha's sad little expression successfully aroused everyone's laughter, and Xin Zhu and Yukimi booed even more because they didn't understand.

"So my brother wants to have a brother?"

"No, maybe I will become someone else's brother, so don't help me."

"don't want!"

"Hahaha, Xin Zhu may have two more brothers."

"Really, then I will reluctantly look forward to it."

"Hahaha……"

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Under the setting sun, a figure was stretched and stood in front of the door, looking into the distance, expecting something.

The red mask covered the expression, but the old man's worried expression could still be seen.

"Hey……"

With a soft sigh, the person who was about to turn around saw three people walking towards the place where the setting sun was setting.

Lost and unclear complex emotions haunted the three of them.The steps are extraordinarily heavy, and so sad.

Seeing that familiar figure, Zhenzhu reminded the two people around him.

The three raised their heads, looked at the expectant figure in front of the door, the waiting person, and raised their spirits.

Barely putting on a smile, the three of them ran away pretending to be nonchalant.

"teacher!"

Lin Taki Zuo sized up the scarred and travel-stained three people for the last time, and after a long silence, he said, "It's good to be back."

The raised heart was relieved, and the old man could faintly see a sigh of relief.

He can naturally detect the wrong emotions of the apprentices, and his sensitive sense of smell can even smell the complex emotions mixed with sadness and regret, but he didn't ask anything.

Mako lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly, and finally couldn't help but rushed forward and hugged Rinaki Zuojin once.

"Teacher—" came the muffled voice, a little hoarse.

Sabito and Tomioka Yoshiyuki on the side lowered their heads and said nothing.

Rinaki Zuojin pulled the other two over for the next time, and also hugged tightly.

The two froze for a moment, then reached out and hugged Rinaki Zuojinji in the same way.

In the time of fear, the heavy burden seemed to be unloaded in an instant.In this reassuring embrace, they don't have to think, and don't have to bear those heavy unspeakable facts.

Zhenmo has already cried out, and her cry seems to be expressing something, and she seems to be mourning the passing of something.

Sato and Tomioka Yoshiyuki allowed themselves to be buried in the arms of their master. Although they could not be like Makoto, please allow them a little presumptuousness.

What a heavy truth, like a mountain, pressing on the chest, making people breathless.

Makoto, who had calmed down, chatted and laughed with Ryotaki Zuojin about the experiences of the past few days, while Sato and Tomioka sat around the fire without saying a word, answering twice from time to time.

"But I would like to thank Senior Wisteria, his words have helped us a lot." Makoto narrowed his eyes

, The green eyes are an expression that cannot be seen clearly.

"Really?" Zuo Zuo paused for the last time, "Is Wisteria Zhihuo..."

He still has heard a little about the child picked up and raised by the lord.

The talent is good, one class earlier than Zhenmo and the others.He has been with the lord for a long time, and is a gentle and strong child.

Zuo Rinaki recently remembered the encounter that passed him by. The purple pupils were inexplicably reassuring, and there was always a smile, which made people want to trust and depend on him involuntarily.He is a very responsible and mysterious person...

"Yeah." Tomioka Yoshiyuki nodded, agreeing blankly.

"But it's a pity that I failed that child's kindness..." Sato took out the ginkgo-colored flower bag from his bosom.

But at this time there was a crack in the middle of the flower bag, and the stuffing inside was gone, but there was still a faint fragrance of wisteria flowers.

It was this little flower bag that played a big role at the critical moment.

Afterwards, when Satu looked at the damaged flower bag and thought of those smiling black eyes, he always had the feeling that he was doomed from the beginning.

Ryotaki Zuo looked at the flower bag in Satu's hand for the first time, stared at it, and then looked away without a trace.

Is it an illusion...