[Comprehensive] Blessings to the beautiful black organization

"You shouldn't have gone on."

Gin's fingertips touched his neck, the leather was not as cold as imagined, and the pulsation beneath it could be clearly felt through a layer of skin.Adrenaline was secreting, and his heart was beating faster. He paused for a moment on the crimson staggered strangle marks, and had an impulse for no reason, so he could only look away in a hurry.

Kusanagi was stunned for a moment, he was about to stand up, but the violent urge to cough made him bend down again.

His throat tightened. He has never been bothered by diseases, but he has never experienced such a heart-piercing feeling.

"Cough, cough... vomit..." He wanted to scratch his throat and tear off the rope that bound him, but after a few seconds he suddenly realized that there was no such thing as a rope, "... this feeling, cough Cough, it's really weird."

He understood Gin's anxiety, but he couldn't find reasonable comfort.Fortunately, the moment that brought him close to suffocation and shock didn't last long. The invisible hand holding his neck seemed to lose its strength suddenly. His clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and the feeling of sticking to the surface of his skin was horrible. Kusanagi felt that he It should be 30 years old.

But he doesn't have the concept of shortening his life.

If there was a mirror, he would definitely be able to see his frighteningly pale face.

"The appearance of being hanged is usually not very good-looking... Zhensang, what kind of death method do you prefer...?"

"What are you babbling about?"

Gin raised an eyebrow.

He is undoubtedly anxious, and can only maintain a basic calmness. This kind of abnormality that comes from nowhere cannot be ignored.Both the bloody hands and the traces of the rope hanging reminded him of the suicide methods that humans who were troubled by the undead tried to commit suicide when they met Kusanagi - the uneasiness that could not find the root made him even more angry.

The young Fusangshen seemed to be encountering a situation for the first time, they frantically investigated the surrounding situation, and simply concluded that it was due to the accumulation of miasma.I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear a faint cry in Akita's voice.

Kusanagi rolled his eyes, "Should I leave a last word?"

"Do you want to know how I'll gag you?" Gin looked at him disapprovingly, "If you continue—"

"I'm sorry I was wrong, please forgive me."

Kusanagi suddenly felt that he was in a better mood, and he no longer felt any physical discomfort in his body.The young man tugged at Gin's collar. The latter was usually on guard, but now he lost his mind for a moment because of someone, so he easily captured him.Before he could react, a cold kiss had already been printed on his lips.

"Now I'm one step ahead of you." Kusanagi shook his index finger, "We should go in that direction..."

Gin pulled him back.

"You stay here with them."

"If I stay here, how do you find him? Hey wait, let go of me—huh, ok ok, I don't want to say anything."

Kusanagi, who was picked up without hesitation, covered his face, gave up complaining or resisting, but played with the long silver hair hanging down from the gin with great interest, curling them into various shapes.He placed a kiss on the silver hair and observed Gin's face: "The narrow door next to the upward staircase should still be able to see our guide."

"..."

Gin Jiu, who acquiesced to his small movements, didn't say anything more, and didn't intend to ask him why he was so determined.

Behind him, Akita paused for a long time. Ranto Shiro stood beside him, his hands and fingers spread out, covering his eyes uselessly, and asked cautiously, "Can I move my hands away?"

"Impurity is prohibited." Akita Fujishiro objected angrily.

Ranto Shiro spread his hands, he had a good time watching it, it was much more exciting than the TV series.It is said that there is an exhibition in the human world, maybe it can be used as a theme for the next participation, brother Yiqi will never refuse his request to help him arrange a booth.

Kusanagi felt a chill for no reason, "I feel a little scared."

"..." Qin Jiu pondered for a moment, "It's the first time I hear you will be scared."

"Can't Mr. Kurosawa respond with some kindness?" Kusanagi complained, "Well, I'm afraid of Luan-chan's gaze, and I always feel that he's thinking something very rude."

He quickly stopped complaining, because the blue shadow in front of him stopped.

Gin frowned, at least in his eyes, there was no one in front of him, just a scene of nothingness.At the beginning, facing those monsters, or Fusangshin who was not strong enough to maintain his body, he could see the outline clearly as long as he got close to Kusanagi, but now...he couldn't see anything, and there was nothing where his eyes touched.

"Well, to the left."

Kusanagi said softly.

That should be Galan, right?

He has no way to make a conclusion. Rather, if he admits that this shadow that no one can see is Garan, it is equivalent to confirming the fact that the other party is dead.The elder who suddenly appeared in hell when he was a child, quickly left his side, and the tragedy caused by food poisoning followed.

He has no resentment towards his parents, and it seems natural that such a thing happened.

Neither sad nor happy.

The big monster once said that the reason for his current physique is the material in myths and legends that makes humans and countless monsters flock to him—in fact, he had already guessed the truth, and the mermaid rejected all the people except him. All of them, thus becoming highly poisonous.

The cyan-blue shadow turned around and smiled at him.

There is no difference from memory, and there is no negative emotion in those eyes.Seeing too much of his father who also dangled in front of him with this face, Kusanagi sometimes felt that he might have a schizophrenia.

"Galan?" He suddenly asked, "Can you...communicate?"

Shadow looked at him and shook his head.

After all, he didn't even know whether the other party was a ghost. After all, if it was an ordinary ghost, he could still see it.Jia Lan was more like an illusion, after all, even Fu Sangshen was unaware of his existence.

Jialan walked into the darkness, his silhouette completely disappeared, only the continuous sound of cool water was transmitted.His transparent body went straight through the coded door that seemed to take a lot of effort to pass through. Ranto Shiro observed its rusty edges, "Well—the material is a bit strong, but it's nothing to worry about!"

He was about to end the life of the door with a knife, but there was a creaking sound from inside the door, and then the rusty door fell straight back, causing a burst of smoke and water.

"Spiritual events?" Ranto Shiro's voice couldn't tell whether it was excitement or fear, and Kusanagi somehow wanted to complain, why the fusangshen who already counted as supernatural events still think ghosts are supernatural.

This door is obviously not built for tourists, and it doesn't look like any insiders have been there, the wall is already full of mottled marks.Unexpectedly, the wall lamp did not fail, and the dim light barely put together the scenery.

The ground is not flat, it is obviously uneven, and the material cannot be distinguished.The groundwater completely infiltrated here, and the filthy color began to spread about five meters after entering the door. The deeper it went, the more obvious the accumulation of water flow became.

For a while there was only the sound of running water and silence.

"There are spider webs—" Ranto Shiro stepped into the water, breaking the silence, "There are still living creatures, what a surprise."

"I, I really don't like spiders very much."

Akita Toshiro hung his head.

"Will there be bats flying out next?" Kusanagi looked up and tried to measure the height of the dome, but it was pitch black, "It's a little cold... I just sigh, I don't really feel cold, I don't need clothes!"

This time he learned his lesson, remember to explain in advance to avoid unnecessary concern.

There is underground water, and the passages that have been left unattended for a long time will naturally accumulate gloomy air-conditioning.However, his physique leads to a fast metabolism, and he won't feel anything when he stays in the ice and snow.

The voice of gin came at the right time: "Be careful."

Why should I be careful when I'm held by you... Kusanagi curled up in his arms and complained silently.

The terrain seems to have extended downwards, the long journey and the inexplicable water flow have numb the senses, maybe they have reached a rather low position.His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, Jialan's long hair was erratic, and he could only confirm that he was still ahead by the color different from black.

"It's a bad breath." Ranto Shiro glanced to the side, the road was narrow, naturally there were only ashen walls on both sides, "It's strange, it's very close."

Akita blinked: "Is it because of the wall?"

They tuned in at the same time.

Gin's pace was still leisurely, and apart from the eerie sound of water, Kusanagi seemed to be able to sense that there was something outside the walls on both sides.He closed his eyes, and what came into his ears was a fricative sound, as if the sharp claws of a ferocious beast were scraping against an iron plate, which could only make people feel irritated and unhappy.

Wheezing, thumping, and painful whining and cursing that nearly tore the throat.

For a moment, Kusanagi thought that the entire passage would be shaken by crazy impacts, but when he opened his eyes, he realized that it was still so quiet that there was only the sound of water.No one was complaining to him, no one was screaming like a monster for help.

"In the room outside, the test subjects are probably locked." Kusanagi said, pointing to the cracked walls, "They sound very sad."

"After all, I used to be human..."

Fu Sangshen's hand covered the cold iron surface, a bit sad.

Gin was silent, and had no intention of sympathizing with these poor ghosts who had been tortured and finally turned into irrational monsters.In fact, most of the time, one bad luck can determine the future of human beings, and they are by no means the worst part.

"Relax." Kusanagi was still trying to make something out of his long hair, "We're here."

Galan stopped.

Shadow nodded gently to Kusanagi, and then he saw the narrow door at the end.The structure of the door is somewhat similar to a treasury, and humans can't help but have the illusion that "good things are hidden inside".But obviously, without a code or a key, they were not sure they could completely cut through this line of defense.

Jia Lan stretched out his hand, he did not go straight through the door like last time, but gently stroked the dark mottled rust.

"..."

He was probably smiling.

The slender and slender fingertips touched the password rotating shaft, creaking, creaking, until the last number turned to the position, and Jialan moved sideways to get out of that position.

You see, you can go in like this, go - he seems to be reminding.