Weather Blade

The encounter with Miss Miko is like the light shining through stained glass for Purgatory Kyojuro, embellishing his monotonous life of daily struggles with evil spirits.

It happened during New Years last year. At that time, he was not Yanzhu but a second-class member, but he had already shouldered a lot of burdens. He ate soba noodles with his father and younger brother on New Year’s Eve, and sat for a while after Ozabo We couldn't watch the New Year's Eve together, so we left soon.

Moreover, the Ozabo among them was also eaten on New Year's Eve in advance because he could not come back for breakfast on the first day.Such an advance, I always feel that there is no original taste.

At dinner, as always, only he and Makijuro were talking, and because it was not good for his father to say something unlucky on New Year's Eve, he drank with a wine gourd in his hand.

Compared with the lively New Year's Eve when my mother was there, it was indeed a lot bleak and lonely.

The cold winter wind blew across the cheeks of the young man who was moving at high speed, freezing his face red, but it couldn't weaken the pulsating light in the depths of his starry golden eyes.

But this is only temporary!When he works hard to become Zhu, his father will definitely recognize him!Then, laugh out loud like never before!

Thinking of this, the boy with increasingly determined golden eyes quickened his pace and ran towards Kyobashi District in the center of Tokyo Prefecture.

Kyobashi District is not within his scope of responsibility, but the number of tourists on the streets during the New Year will be several times higher than usual, especially in the center of Tokyo Prefecture, such as Kyobashi District, it is necessary to increase the number of guards.He lives in Ebara County next to Tokyo Prefecture, so he was sent here.

On New Year's Eve, the brightly lit town streets were filled with tourists, and Purgatory Anjurou's movement speed was greatly reduced. By the time he arrived at the fields near Kyobashi District, it was already past midnight.

Distorted bells amplified by loudspeakers sounded from the street that was still lit with bright yellow lights. Presumably some shops took this opportunity to attract attention and attract business for themselves.But what made him feel strange was that there was no bell ringing from the hill behind him with the authentic temple.

What happened to the temple!

Having struggled on the front line of life and death for many years, Purgatory Xing Shoulang is extremely sensitive to danger. He stopped as soon as he sensed a sense of disobedience, and looked up at the temple shrouded in darkness.

But after such a careful look, he saw something wrong.

Too quiet.

Even in the middle of the night in winter, when the bells are ringing endlessly, the mountain should not be so quiet!Not even the slightest sound of living things!

Just as he was about to step up the mountain, a gentle breeze that was different from the sharpness of winter blew by, carrying the warmth that was especially precious in the cold night, like the gentle hand of his mother when he was a child, making Purgatory Xingshoulang stop his footsteps.

But this daze was only a momentary thing, the boy quickly came back to his senses, and pulled out the sun wheel knife at his waist. The red blade shone brightly under the moonlight, causing the surrounding cold to recede.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!This warm wind is definitely not something that should appear in winter!There must be something hidden!Is it the blood ghost technique of ghosts? !

Just as Purgatory Kyojuro held a knife in both hands, stepped on the mountain trail cautiously, and moved step by step to the top of the mountain, the warm wind that had blown just now came back, and brought a... witch in a red and white kimono?

Holding the saber in both hands above his head, Purgatory, who was fully charged and ready for the move, quickly closed his posture, retracted the saber into the sheath with his backhand, and hurriedly caught the young lady who was riding the wind from the sky.

"Excuse me—what's the matter with this injury!?" As soon as he caught her, Lian Ji was taken aback by the wound on her white kimono that was stained red on her shoulders, "This injury is not good..."

Putting the pale girl, who was obviously seriously injured, on the ground with both hands, Purgatory Kyotosuke took out the bandage and wound medicine from her medical bag, and without any hesitation, carefully tore off the white flesh on her shoulder. In the kimono, he sprinkled the wound medicine on the hideous wound that was turned out of flesh and blood, and wrapped it up neatly with a bandage.

In short, stop the bleeding first!

Purgatory Kyojuro's skillful movements were very quick, and before the louder bell sound from the other side of the street and town stopped, he had already taken off his haori, wrapped the girl whose breath was a little calmer than before, and hugged her. Get up, and run quickly to the streets and towns where the lights are gradually fading.

He has never been to this block and is not familiar with it, so he doesn't know where the medical center is... He has to increase the speed to the highest!

Thinking of this, Purgatory Xingshoulang stomped heavily on the dry and cold muddy ground in the mountains, and his whole body rushed out like a bursting flame, leaving an orange-red scorching phantom in the air.

"Medical Hall! Medical Hall! Medical Hall! Found——!"

Carrying the figure like Juechen's phantom, he walked half a circle in the street. The sharp-eyed Purgatory Xingshourou quickly found the signboard of the medical clinic. He didn't bother to knock on the door because of an emergency, and shouted, "I'm sorry!" Finally, he kicked the door open with his foot and broke in.

"I'm really sorry! Is there anyone here? I have a seriously injured patient here, please help me diagnose and treat it!"

The boy's loud voice echoed in the small courtyard, but unfortunately, when the echo disappeared completely, no one came out to respond.

no one here?

Although Purgatory, who was particularly sensitive to aura, was vaguely aware of this fact when he kicked the door, but when he actually walked in and faced the courtyard without the slightest aura of living people, he was still a little flustered.

This is not allowed!His medical skills are limited to helping people stop bleeding and bandaging!Swordsmen who know how to breathe are physically stronger than ordinary people. As long as it is not an irreparable fatal injury, other serious injuries can be delayed for several days until they are sent back to the Butterfly House for treatment after being bandaged.But the face of the maiden lady he was holding was getting weaker and weaker, and his face had already started to turn gray!

There is usually only one medical clinic in this kind of block, and it will take a certain amount of time to rush to the next block. If you don't find a professional doctor to treat her quickly, I'm afraid——

Looking down at Miss Miko, whose face was paler than the haori wrapped around her, Purgatory Kyojuro frowned and thought for a while, then seemed to have made some important decision, and rushed out the door go!

"please wait--"

Just as he rushed out of the poor half-broken door of the hospital, a hesitant female voice stopped him.

"Excuse me, are you here for medical treatment?"

A woman in a dark brown plaid kimono came out of the nearby house. Although she hesitated when she spoke, she was greatly relieved after seeing the appearance of Purgatory Kyojuro, and asked in a soft voice:

"Are you bringing your sick brother or sister to see a doctor? What a good brother."

"No, I just found this Miss Miko on the side of the road." Time was running out, Purgatory Xingshourou abandoned unnecessary etiquette, explained a few sentences in a hurry and went straight to the topic, "Excuse me, is there any other people who are good at healing in this block?" Is it? This Miss Miko is really seriously injured and needs to be treated immediately!"

"Miss Witch?"

Infected by the anxiety in the words of this majestic young man, the woman frowned slightly, stepped forward a few steps quickly, walked in front of him, and glanced at the person in his arms.

"The complexion is so bad! The body temperature is too low!" Stretching out her hand to probe the breath of the girl in Purgatory's arms, the girl frowned even more tightly. He only hesitated for a moment, and then backed away and left, "Take this child into my house, she won't last long in this state, I have some medical skills, so I can help her take a look."

"Okay! Please!"

Intuition told him that the woman in front of him was not a bad person, so Purgatory Xingshou Lang did not hesitate at all, and simply agreed, hugged the girl in his arms, and followed her into the shabby little bungalow that didn't even have a yard.

"Bring her in and put her here!"

After entering the bungalow, there is a small living room with five square tables. Purgatory Kyoshouro did not look sideways, followed the girl through the compactly arranged tables and chairs, and walked to another bedroom with simple layout, and laid the girl flat on the white tatami mat. on the mattress.

"Both her shoulders were seriously injured! It should be a penetrating wound caused by a sharp weapon like an arrow! I bandaged it to stop the bleeding—"

Purgatory Kyojuro's voice suddenly stopped when Haori opened it and saw the glaring blood oozing out of the bandage.

The wound opened again?But he kept his hands very steady along the way, without any shaking, it shouldn't be!

"This child's physical fitness is similar to that of ordinary people. You can't speculate on her condition based on your own or the standards of those around you."

From the corner came an unremarkable brown wooden box and opened it. The woman glanced at the young boy who was stuck at the door with his hands tied in bewilderment, like a little bear surrounded by bees, and shook her head amusingly.

"But don't worry, I will do my best to treat him. Please wait at the door."

In order to facilitate the treatment for a while, the woman took out a pair of scissors from the box, and quickly cut open the torn kimono on the girl's chest, and at the same time signaled the boy who had turned his back quickly to leave.

"I see!" The moment the voice fell, the boy had already stepped out, and continued to ask anxiously through the wooden door, "Is she going to be okay?"

"You did a good job in emergency response, and the delivery was timely." After taking the kimono, the woman quickly cut the bandage on the girl's shoulder, and while observing her wound under the warm yellow light, she took out a blood-enriching tablet The medicine was stuffed into her mouth and she swallowed it, "Don't worry, the witch lady you found on the side of the road will be fine."

After mastering the specific situation, the woman could choose herbs from the medicine box with ease, and she could spare a bit or two to tease the boy outside the door.

The clothes on the shoulders of this lady witch have all been torn off by force. It is obvious that the eyes outside the door are bright and firm, and her actions are decisive. It can be seen that it is written by a young boy from a famous family.

This kind of child is generally very responsible, and this has torn up the clothes of other girls, and I don’t know after that——

"That's right, that's really great!" The boy outside the door was greatly relieved after hearing her confirmation, but before the girl showed a knowing smile, he changed his voice, and suddenly said something that made her hands tremble , and almost failed to hold the herbal medicine firmly, "Then I still have something to do, Miss Miko will leave it to you, the doctor!"

"???" Wait, what does it mean to give it to her?Isn't this the one you picked up? !

"I'll pay the consultation fee tomorrow morning! Oh, it's dangerous at night, Miss Doctor, it's better not to go out!"

After a bang, bang, like a soft sound, the boy's footsteps gradually faded away, and soon disappeared, leaving only the rustling sound of the night wind whizzing by.

Really leave as soon as you say... This young man with a sword seems to be more than just a son of a good family.

Pour the selected herbs into the stone pot and smash them with a pestle. The woman looked at the pale girl on the mattress and rubbed her temples with some headaches.

The child seemed to have survived after being hunted down by someone, and he was still wearing a priestess costume...

After thinking for a while about who would dare to attack the witch, the woman's hands trembled as she made medicine, and she prayed to the gods for her New Year's wishes in advance.

God, please make sure this boy who is as bright as a flame returns on time!The consultation fee doesn't matter, I just ask him to be responsible to this lady witch to the end!Solve all kinds of problems that will follow later!

The author has something to say: The big brother is very easy to write, I think I can try to return to the stable update at 8:[-] p.m.!