[Ghost Slayer: Blade] Is it my fault for group wear?

14.

Purgatory smiled at his other self, closed his eyes and fell into sleep.

This is the third dream.

The body led him to sit upright at the door.It was raining heavily outside the house, all day long.

Yi Wozuo jumped down from the beam and put a coat on him: "The butterflies won't come today either."

She blinked her eyes sluggishly, then turned her head to look at him sluggishly: "She has an appointment with me and will come."

"She won't come." Said the pink-haired ghost firmly, and sat down next to him: "There is no news for the past few days, and it is estimated that the idiot Tong Mo found out about her picking up the child last time and was imprisoned." Lock it up."

With a muffled oh, he turned his head back and continued to look outside.

It's still raining.

"What about the kid?" he asked. "Did you visit him the last time you came down the mountain? Did you get enough child support and toys?"

Yiwozuo looked away lightly: "Dead."

His words can be heard clearly even in the background sound like heavy rain.

"A while ago, there was a plague at the foot of the mountain, and he died of illness."

Purgatory followed him for a breath.

But he didn't do anything extra, just sat on the edge of the shadow and looked up at the rain, knelt down silently, then got up and went back to the house.

"Where are you going?"

"Go practice sword."

The body led him to push the door inward without looking back.His expression was probably extremely cold and expressionless, but his heart sank darkly towards the depths of a lake, and shattered in the process.But he didn't go to practice some swords as promised, but ran in small steps and turned left and right into a small room in the depths.Purgatory secretly felt that this room was familiar, and saw his body skillfully and slowly pull open the small box under the bed, and took out the clean quilt cover, swaddling clothes, and old toys inside.

He took the action carefully and solemnly.Purgatory watched as he took out all these things one by one, unfolded them again, folded them, put them back into the small box, put the small box safely into his pocket, and then pushed open the back door and ran go out.The bean-sized raindrops poured down crazily, and quickly poured cold on the body. Purgatory himself couldn't see or hear anything clearly, but his body ran towards a certain direction of the woods with a sense of direction. I bumped into a tree three or four times halfway, but I just wiped my face and continued to run deep.

In the end, he probably entered a cave. While wiping the water on his face, he walked towards the depths. Purgatory smelled his own blood vaguely, and felt a dull pain on his forehead. It might be the blood from hitting a tree just now.He followed his body worriedly and looked at the dark surroundings.His body snapped his fingers, and a small cluster of flames ignited quickly. Now his whole body was wet, still dripping down, and his clothes were coldly attached to his skin. Purgatory himself felt like he was going to catch a cold. Still completely unaware of the same as walking towards the depths of the cave.

At the end of the cave, there is a well-established tombstone.

Purgatory blinked his eyes, looking at the so-called tombstone that was piled up with stones of all sizes to form a rough shape.The first one has been solidly built, and the second one probably has a prototype.The body didn't look at the first tombstone at all, but knelt down in front of the second tombstone to dig a hole, and then put the small box in it squarely, and then filled it with soil.

He walked in a hurry without any tools, relying on his hands the whole time.The hands that used to hold the sword are now covered with mud, and some of the skin has been cut by sharp stones.Logically speaking, these pains would not have any effect at all, and the body continued to move the hands without stopping, but Purgatory was still sad.

After waking up, hug him again.

Only when he thinks of the warm person in the future who has grown up in his own world, can Purgatory feel a little bit better.

Hum, it's decided!

15.

When everything was done and they were about to get up to leave, Purgatory caught a glimpse of the name on the first tombstone the moment they turned around.

Familiar gestures, as familiar as if I have written them thousands of times, can be seen at a glance.

is his own name.

The broken heart seems to have fallen to the bottom in the lake.

16.

The body led him to run forward in a hurry.

"Yiwozuo!" The body yelled after returning, "Yiwozuo, come out and train with me!"

"Anyway, you were beaten and beaten, so let's... wait a minute today," the pink-haired ghost came out of nowhere, and hesitantly let out an uh in disgust: "Do you know what you are doing now? Looks like a zombie crawling out of a coffin. Go take a shower before talking to me."

The body groaned, and ran to take a shower.Purgatory saw that there were many colorful or plain colored bathrobes neatly arranged in the changing clothes area, as well as black and white underwear that were easy to move around.But the body that had already been washed just glanced at these gorgeous clothes indifferently, and continued to put on the crumpled Ghost Slayer Squad uniform next to it deftly.

Yi Wozuo leaned against the door: "I really don't know what to say about you... If you had picked up Yanzhu's cloak back then, I'm afraid you wouldn't even want to change it."

The body raised his eyes to look at him: "Did you pick it up?"

Yiwozuo: "How is it possible."

The body lowered its head and snorted.

Yiwozuo: "...What did you just say?"

Body: "You heard it wrong, it's the wind."

Yi Wozuo punched him face down into the floor.

17.

"Well, I'm actually here to talk to you about something."

"You first let go of the hand that pinched my neck."

"Listen to me first," Yi Wozuo pretended not to hear: "Your father is looking for you now."

The body visibly froze for a moment.Purgatory followed his heart tightly, but compared to nostalgia or sadness, what used his heart more and more first was helplessness and bewilderment.Then, the belated Gulu Gulu almost drowned his suffocation.

He is afraid.

The pink-haired ghost also seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with him, and just smiled reassuringly: "You can stay in this house. I and the butterfly have cast many layers of blood ghosts around here, even Wu Mi may not be able to do it." Note."

"...Are you going out?"

The ghost nodded: "There is something strange about the information this time. I'll go to Zhushi to check the information. If it's Tong Mo's idiot, I'll be miserable. That's it, you can do whatever you want."

He said these words, clapped his hands and got up, and disappeared in an instant.

18.

The body followed him to get up. In fact, there was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror in the place where the clothes were changed. The body propped up on the floor and stood up unsteadily. When he saw himself in the mirror, he paused.Ghostly eyes, sharp teeth and nails.There was no light in the house, and the originally bright red hair color was suppressed by the darkness, and the flower-shaped scar that could not be healed for some reason also turned a little hideous.The body reached out and touched the mirror lightly.

Now he is already a complete ghost.

Purgatory followed him to watch, sighing secretly.

19.

Although Purgatory knows that he has always been very mobile, he never thought that after changing his clothes, he would run outside while the sun was out of the rain, but at least he remembered to bring an umbrella and a lantern this time, so as not to hit a tree again.Purgatory followed him all the way down the mountain quickly, chose a path and walked straight forward with little hesitation.

It's still raining.

The umbrella was thrown away early, and Purgatory forgot how long they had been running in the rain, but by the time he realized it, they had stopped on the tree in front of the mansion he looked so familiar with....The body carefully avoided the bird's nest under his feet, and then looked towards the house in front of him. Purgatory followed him and looked at it. He grew up here, and he could recognize the "home" at a glance.

There was no response from the body, just staring at the room like hanging up the phone.Purgatory was originally watched with him, but in the end he felt a murderous aura sensitively.

He woke up from the dream.