me and my vest

Heavy snow fell from the sky one after another, gradually covering the village under the night, covering the whole mountain, and also covering the road.

The snow had accumulated to a very thick level, and even a small half of the small trees in the mountains were buried.

Zhu Shi was burying her relatives, and ghosts could only come out at night, so she could only bury them at night.

It is said to be a remains, but it is indeed incomplete, because she has already...

By the time he realized it, it was too late, the man named Oni Wu Tsuji had no time to watch him do such a thing.

He said with undisguised malice—isn't this your own choice?

"It's all my fault..." Zhu Shi burst into tears suddenly, and the frozen soil in his hands was scattered all over the ground, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't beg him, I can only live for a few years There's nothing wrong with that."

Tears fell on the snow, melting a few small pits, and then quickly froze into harder ice.

"I'm sorry, my child..."

Zhu Shi cried for a while, struggled to stand up again, tried hard to overcome his appetite, and carved words on the wooden board with his ghostly nails, and inserted them in the middle of the soil to serve as tombstones.

"I will work hard, I'm sorry, I will go find you after I succeed in revenge..."

"Hey—Sivis, look there's a ghost over there."

Suddenly a voice disturbed Zhu Shi's thinking, and she was forced to come out of her grief and face reality again.

If she was an ordinary villager, she would have to leave as soon as possible. Zhu Shi, who had just turned into a ghost, could not suppress her desire very well.If it's a ghost hunter, then be even more careful, her blood ghost technique is just an illusion, very weak and has almost no fighting power.

There was a crunching sound, the unique sound of snow being trampled.

A very fat cat gradually came out of the darkness, its funny-looking eyes glowed green, and its orange-gray fur looked very strange.

Under Zhu Shi's shocked eyes, Madara spoke, "Hey! Did you just become a ghost! Have you seen the ghost Wu Tsuji?"

"What?" Zhu Shi took a few steps back, "Are you a ghost, no, why can you say that name?"

"Oh." Madara squinted his eyes and sniffed forward, "Have you eaten this stink?"

"Then kill it first."

Zhu Shi finally came to his senses, and quickly cut a wound on his arm with his nails, blood flowed down and dripped on the ground, "Blood Ghost Art——Blood Confusion·Visionary Dream Fragrance!"

Madara looked at her leisurely, "Have you realized that you can't run away, so you started to kill yourself, then it should be on the neck, ghost."

"Stop messing around, Madara."

At the end of the road, another person came out. Under the moonlight and the faint light of the lights in the mountains, Zhu Shi vaguely saw the blood-red eyes.

Miserable?

No, it's not, it's...

Zhu Shi suddenly trembled, the blood that belonged to Wu Mi in her body was throbbing non-stop, and her heart seemed to be trembling because of it, her liking and possessiveness rose uncontrollably, and she took a few steps forward as if being manipulated by someone .

Zhu Shi could clearly understand the source of this emotion - it was Guiwu Tsuji.

There are so many stars in the sky, but as the time law gradually approaches, Zhu Shi can hardly see them anymore, only the vampire in a cloak is in her eyes, the night sky and the night seem to be pushed farther and farther away, everything changes It was illusory, as if it was just to set off him.

How is this going?

What's going on between him and Ghost Dance Tsuji?

The woman in the dark purple kimono took a big step back, desperately suppressing her impulse, and at the same time she was surprised to find that her appetite that kept shouting disappeared, yes, the only thing left in her emotions was to approach this man desire.

It's just blood, is the emotion in blood so strong?

"Ye An." Shi Lu hugged Madara on the ground, and greeted Zhu Shi, "Have you seen..."

"Hey, Sivis." Pat patted him, "That woman has already eaten..."

"I understand." Shi Li was silent for a while, pretending to kill her, and stretched his hand behind to get the knife.

Zhu Shiben had changed her skin color due to her transformation into a ghost, and now her face became even paler. She turned around and wanted to run away, but suddenly thought of her abnormal reaction and what the cat said.

"You, are you looking for that person?" Zhu Shi pointed in one direction, "He went that way. Just half a day ago, there was only one town there. If there is no accident, we can definitely find it!"

click.

The knife that had just been unsheathed was retracted again.

"Why are you telling me this?" Shi Li said, "Or, how do you prove that what you said is true?"

"I can go with you!" Zhu Shi saw that he was not killed immediately, and immediately realized that Shi Li and most ghost hunters had a different attitude towards ghosts, "I, because I am terminally ill, I want to I want to live for a while to be with my family, so I was tricked into becoming a ghost by him, after that..."

"So, no matter what price I pay, I can accept it! As long as I can kill that person!"

"Is that so? I'm not lying." Ban held her chin and cast a slanted glance at her, "Do you have self-awareness? This is the first time Madara-sama has seen such a ghost. It's special, special."

"Me too." Shi Li responded gently.

"What is your name?"

"Ah, my name is Zhu Shi."

It really was her.

Shi Li thought about it for a while, and thought that this role was indispensable in every aspect. Instead of letting her indulge herself, it is better to recruit her first.

"Zhushi, do you want to try?" Shilu stretched out his hand towards her, "Please control Guiwu Tsuji, come to my side, and we will work together to kill him."

However, what Shilu and Zhushi didn't know was that Wuyan didn't need to rely on traditional means of transportation, and he didn't need to go through that town. He could go back to Wireless City directly after getting Naruto.

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"Send me over there."

Wu Mi changed her clothes, walked out of her own room, and gave instructions to Naruto who was kneeling on the central wooden platform and holding shamisen.

there?

where is it?Where has Lord Sivis appeared recently?

Naruto couldn't quite figure out what Wu Mi meant, so she couldn't help thinking, but in the next second, blood splashed on the screen behind her, leaving only a headless body sitting there. Body.

"Don't mention his name!" Wuyou withdrew his hand angrily, "I can't even think about it in my head! There will be no next time."

"Yes, I'm very sorry, my lord." Naruto lowered her body tremblingly, kneeling on the ground, "Where are you going?"

"Go to... follow the country."

Naruto picked up the tortoiseshell plectrum that had fallen to the side, and gently scratched across the strings.

Clang——

The mellow and clear sound of the shamisen sounded, and a wooden door appeared at Wu Mi's feet. After picking up the umbrella leaning against the corner of the wall, he jumped straight down.

The snow on the eaves melted into water and dripped down, making regular beating sounds in the middle of the night. The small icicles on the edge of the tiles were crumbling, and finally fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Ji Guoyan Sheng turned his head and glanced out the window. He was wearing a suit of armor, sitting at the table, cleaning his samurai sword by the light.

The night here is really too cold, even if a charcoal basin is placed, the person is still shivering from the cold, so he can only sit up and find something to do for himself.

During the Warring States period, there were frequent battles. The previous patriarch of the country, his father, was injured in a large-scale battle. After returning, the wound has not healed, and even gradually deteriorated. He passed away not long after.

Yan Sheng inherited everything here as the eldest son.

"Who?" He suddenly drew his knife and swung it to the side.

Wu Mi didn't even bother to defend against a weapon that wasn't even the Rilun Knife, allowing it to slash on his body.

"...It's you again." Yan Sheng squinted at him and took the knife back, "I won't promise you, just give up, disgusting ghost."

Wu Mi ignored him, just looked at the blue kite hanging on the wall with dark eyes, the first time he saw this kite a few years ago, he knew it must be made by Shi Li, and it was precisely because of this Kite, he let go of Ji Guoyan Sheng who would have been treated as a supper, and instead tried his best to win him over to join him.

"Really don't think about it?" Wu Mi was not angry at all, but smiled politely, "This is equivalent to eternal life. I can see that you don't care about cannibalism."

"Although I don't care about this, I have no need for life span."

"You, do you want it?" Wu Mi suppressed his desire to kill Ji Guo Yan Sheng immediately, and instead touched the kite gently. Still like a human being, he can feel hot and cold, but he doesn't care.

But touching this kite made from his deepest desire, Wu Mi felt the heat for a long time.

Ah, there must be nothing warmer than this in the world.

Yan Sheng didn't know the story between him and Shi Lu. Although he was a little puzzled about his behavior, he just felt that he was concerned about the kite.

"Huh? Want? What do you mean?"

"The kendo teacher who took your brother away, you want him, right?"

"...What nonsense are you talking about!" Yan Sheng was rarely angry, "Don't insult my teacher."

Hearing his answer, Wu Mi was stunned for a moment, his eyes shone with surprise, and then he laughed out loud, even bending over because he laughed so hard.

"Unbelievable! You are disgusting, so dark that you look like a rat in the sewer." Wu Cang smiled intermittently, "You are more hypocritical than the purest nobleman in the Heian era."

Ji Guoyan Sheng looked at him indifferently.

"Jiguo Yansheng, Jiguo Yansheng, if you think you like your teacher, it is an insult to him."

"Your perception of yourself is so accurate, just liking, coming from your liking, is a kind of blasphemy to him, right?"

Of course Wu Mi's words were not correct, he completely misinterpreted Yan Sheng's meaning from another aspect.

But it was precisely this that made Yan Sheng have a different idea. He dug out the fantasy that had been buried deeply all along, which came from the gentle smile in front of Xia Ri's gate, naked, naked, and then threw it directly in the into the snow and into the fire.

"Why? Why is it your younger brother who left with him? That monster who can't even talk properly?" Wu Mi obviously investigated the affairs of the successor country in detail, "and left you alone to guard this empty family?"

"Jiguo Yuanyi has already taught the ghost killing team something called breathing method, and their status is only below that of the master. Even ordinary players can easily defeat all your retainers."

"What do you compare him to? With such talent, all efforts are like a joke."

"With him around, Sivis won't give you the slightest bit of attention."

"Come on, become a ghost! You have a long time to surpass him! If you live long enough, you can see him for a longer time."

Standing in a place where the lights cannot illuminate, Wu Mi told these words to Ji Guo Yan Sheng, and at the same time told himself.

He is deeply jealous of Ji Guo Yuan Yi, but at the same time, he also feels fear of that god-like power, and the two emotions do not conflict with Wu Mi.

For this he needs an ally.

The author has something to say: Wu Mi: I want to make trouble, but I don’t dare _(:з」∠)_ to post an advertisement for myself. The Western Fantasy next door has already written some, alas, it’s so cold that it hurts.

On a hot day, my hands and feet were cold, and I was sweating coldly. Unexpectedly... (狗头)