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

26.

Snow has been falling.

At first it was light rain, mixed with icy white snow, and my body didn't care.Before he left, he put on a long pure white cloak and a white mask to cover up his conspicuous hair and eyes, along with his own breathing and heartbeat, just like a real snowman obediently stuck between the branches .

Before leaving, Yiwozuo told him many times, but they barely knew the scope of the destination, and they didn't know when he would come or when he would leave.So take some time to check it out yourself, if you hit him, just bask in the sun and commit suicide, if you don't hit him, see what his purpose is and if there are any clues left behind.

He squatted on the tree all night, and when it was almost morning, he stood up, shook the snow off his body, moved his hands and feet, and then carefully took out a coin from his pocket.

"Yo Xi." He murmured to himself in a low voice, "Go if you face the head, and wait for the face if you face the tail."

Purgatory looked at his hand shaking up and down, and bounced the coin very unskillfully, but unfortunately, the force was excessive and the angle was tricky, the coin drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and fell to the ground with a puff. It was snowing.

His body paused, he looked around in embarrassment to make sure no one was there (fortunately he couldn’t hear Purgatory’s laughter), then he awkwardly retracted his outstretched hand and patted the layer of snow that had fallen on his body .He has maintained this posture for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will be top-heavy if he moves suddenly. He supported the tree trunk to slow down, and took a deep breath.

"I'm going."

He seemed to be talking to himself, or speaking to someone who was not in front of him. He murmured someone's name at the end of the sentence very lightly and quickly, and stooped and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

27.

Before Purgatory could catch who he was talking about, he was noticed by the strong smell of blood that hit his face.The body led him to speed up, and he arrived at the destination almost in a few breaths.Then he stopped.Purgatory followed his line of sight, and there was a small house on the top of the mountain. It was ordinary and ordinary. If it wasn't for the black blood that had spilled out of the house and the people lying on the ground, they would probably be no different from any ordinary house.

Miserable has left.

The body rushed up to detect everyone's breath and pulse and heartbeat, one, two, three, four.His pure white sleeves were completely stained blood red, but he still persisted in turning everyone over to see if they were still alive.The expression of the body was calm, and Purgatory didn't feel any other emotions, but just watching with him, but wanted to cover his eyes more than ever.

Until the last child he opened bit his hand, closed his eyes and waved him away.

"Even the last child has become a ghost... It's okay, I'll send you off soon—wait." The body shook the blood on the wrist, and leaned over to look behind the little ghost: " Is there another child in that closet behind you?"

The ghostly boy was really hungry, saliva kept dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he still stubbornly stopped in front of his body with shaking hands.Behind him, the blood-stained little girl was lying face down, and the only way her body could hear the faint sound of breathing was to confirm that she was still breathing.But it won't take long, and he may lose too much blood and die.

"I can save her." The body closed its right eye, squatted down, and spread its hands to the boy, "I can save her, trust me."

The boy looked at him, whimpering and trembling.

"Save... Please, please... You... save her..."

"………Um."

For some reason, a sad smile appeared on his body.

"I will definitely save you."

Purgatory thought, he probably thought of Senshouro again.

28.

"...Brother, brother!"

The girl in his arms suddenly woke up and began to struggle, his body froze unconsciously, but his hands still tightly circled her.The ghostly boy behind his back mumbled twice, and put his hand on the girl's forehead.The body temperature of both of them was getting lower and lower. The girl was too weak, and the ghost didn't seem to be able to stay awake for long.The body didn't learn any blood ghost techniques related to treatment. The most urgent thing is to keep them awake and not faint. It's okay to say ghosts, if the child faints, it may not be able to wake up again.

"Your brother is fine, and you hold on." The body spoke to her, "Come talk, what's your name?"

I hope Butterfly Chana Hui is still in the house... If she leaves, the child is probably really hopeless.

The girl coughed with difficulty: "Mi... Mi Douzi..."

"Is it Mi Douzi?" He pronounced slowly and earnestly, "It's a good name."

The body obviously didn't know how to talk to the child. After asking a name, he faltered and couldn't hold back the next sentence. It was the ghost hanging behind his back who insisted on continuing the conversation, and Mi Douzi started chatting about family affairs intermittently.The petite girl only had the strength to utter a single syllable, even so, even if her brother only uttered a few words, she still cheered up and answered obediently.

But soon, she was too weak to speak.

It would be great if I can also heal blood ghosts, if I don't give up on myself so much, and learn about healing spells from Miss Butterfly Kanae in time——

The young man behind was choking with sobs and tears, while his body tried his best to suppress it, but his hands were shaking as if he was about to drown in guilt.

But Purgatory couldn't care less about distress and anxiety, he suddenly noticed a little scalding heat coming from his hand, which was different from the sticky blood or the warmth of a child's body, it was a flame that belonged to "myself".

... The blood ghost technique of Sheng Yan was forced out in this way.

29.

"Miss Kanae! Miss Kanae!!" The body led them to kick open the door, "Is Miss Kanae still there!!"

Yiwozuo popped up from the corner: "You actually came back alive... Wait, what did you pick up??"

"Get out of the way," the body ignored him, ran a few steps and handed the person to Butterfly Chanae who came out of the back room: "Miss Kanae! She, she is not breathing..."

"It should still be saved." Butterfly Chana Hui's originally happy expression turned serious, "Give me a little time to try."

The same bruised teenager on my back struggled to raise his head: "My sister...she...save..."

"Your sister is fine, Die Die has not given up on treatment, so she is stable."

Yiwozuo leaned over to look him over, and knocked him unconscious with a knife.He didn't resist, and fell into a coma.The body was finally relieved, and Purgatory heaved a sigh of relief together with him, and staggered and sat down against the wall.

"You are capable. It seems that you are lucky." Yi Wozuo stretched out his hand and snorted his head, "But the person who picked it up remembers to take good care of himself. By the way, welcome to join the group."

The body hummed in a low voice, and for the first time did not shake the hand on the head.Yi Wozuo couldn't help touching it a few more times.

"By the way, what about the collected information?"

"…………"

Yi Wozuo's hand on his head suddenly stopped moving.

The body looked away and looked at the teenager curled up beside him: "This kid just fell asleep..."

Yi Wozuo nodded in understanding, and pressed him into the wall as quietly as possible.