[Zhongzhu Wenye] Medicine specialization is amazing, isn't it?

"Mr. Zhongyuan can't kill Yiwozuo if this goes on." Hu Die endured panting and walked to Purgatory Xingshoulang.

She spent too much energy dodging Yiwozuo's attack, so she was a little short of breath when she walked over now.

"Hu Die, how do you feel?" Purgatory Xing Shoulang turned his head to look at Hu Die Ren, and saw that she seemed to have no trauma except for some damage to her feathers, so she was relieved, "You are really fast when you fight with Yiwozuo Come on, I didn't even dare to intervene."

"Yeah, it seems that the cooperation between the pillars also needs to be practiced." Hu Dieren sighed and said, "Otherwise, it would be too dangerous for us to fight alone against the upper string."

After a few deep breaths, her breathing rate stabilized. Standing beside Purgatory Kyojuro, she only had a ruddy complexion and sweat on her forehead. It was completely impossible to tell that she was breathing extremely fast half a minute ago. The speed competes with Yiwozuo.

"Thanks to Mr. Shen and Mr. Zhongyuan being here this time." Purgatory Xingshoulang nodded in agreement, "But Yiwozuo is a ghost, and Mr. Zhongyuan is an ordinary person, right? If this continues, Mr. Zhongyuan's consumption cannot keep up with the ghost's recovery strength, sooner or later you will lose.”

While he was talking, Yi Wozuo's fist wind just lifted the hat off Nakahara Chuya's head.

If it wasn't for Zhong Yuanzhong's quick dodge, he might have been hit on the head by Yi Wozuo right now.

It stands to reason that Zhongyuan Zhong could use the supernatural ability to carry out this move, but before leaving, Shen Yuehuan repeatedly told him not to use the supernatural ability too conspicuously, so he couldn't really take this punch.

It is the basic common sense in this world to know that the physical fitness of ordinary human beings is inferior to that of ghosts. Even the neck bones of the lowest-level ghosts that have just been created can only be cut off after a lot of exercise.

Shen Yuehuan reached out to catch the hat that was blown away by Yiwozuo's fist wind, patted the dust on it, and then put it in her arms together with the coat that Zhong Yuanzhong had given him earlier.

Immediately afterwards, the white jade pipe in his hand spun at a faster speed.

To keep the mind calm and calm, the inner valley is the treasure.

Dark green energy fell from Nakahara Chuya's head, followed by another light green light.

Zhong Yuanzhong also found that the wounds he was scratched by the fist wind when he was fighting with Yi Wo Zuo quickly stopped bleeding, and the pain caused by those wounds disappeared in an instant.

In addition to those wounds, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his current state was so good that he could even kill a dragon.

He shouted in a low voice, and threw out a punch, but Yi Wozuo couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced through the abdomen by Zhongyuan Zhongye's fist that exerted gravity.

"Great!" Yiwozuo's eyes lit up, "You come to become a ghost too! It would be a pity if such a beautiful fist disappeared with your death?!"

"Huh?" Zhongyuan Zhong also rolled over and backed away, avoiding Yiwozuo's counterattack, "I don't want this kind of thing to pass on at all! It would be best if this kind of power is cut off from me!"

"Why?! I don't understand!" Yi Wozuo's eyes widened, and his moves became more and more violent, "It makes me uncomfortable to watch people with outstanding talents age ugly! It's especially uncomfortable! So go die! If you don’t want to become a ghost—”

"It's better to die quickly while you are young and strong!"

The snowflake-shaped vampire technique spread under his feet, and Yi Wozuo once again waved his fist at Zhong Yuanzhong.

When they step down, there is a pit, and the punch they swing is as cold as a knife. This is a battle that is difficult for humans to intervene. Whether it is Yiwozuo or Zhongyuan Zhongye, they all look like inhumans at the moment. thing.

"This is really an exaggeration..." Hu Dieren murmured, "They are actually able to fight evenly with Shang Xiansan, who are they..."

"It's just an ordinary mafia." Shen Yuehuan smiled at Hu Die when he heard the words, "Under the premise of not using supernatural powers on Yiwozuo, it's almost reached the limit—you are ready to cut off Shangxiansan's body Got a head?"

"I can draw my sword at any time!" Purgatory Xingshoulang replied.

His hand has been placed on the hilt of the knife by him. Rather than being able to draw the knife at any time, it is better to say that he can draw the knife and chop off the ghost's head at any time.

Shen Yuehuan raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

With a soft "snap", the green light covered the entire field where they were fighting.

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly backed away from Yiwozuo, and the dark red light appeared on Yiwozuo immediately after.

"What is this? Is it your ability?!" Yi Wozuo only felt that his whole body was heavy, as if he was put on a heavy shackle in an instant.The heavy force pressed him firmly to the ground, and he couldn't get up no matter what.

"You are really stupid." Zhong Yuanzhong also took his hat from Shen Yuehuan's arms and put it on his head, "Did I say it from the beginning?!"

"What you want to fight with is the gravity that no one can break free from!"

Shen Yuehuan draped the coat on Zhongyuan Zhongye's shoulders, kissed him on the forehead intimately, and then stood in front of Yiwozuo.

"Sarcasm, it's time for adults now." Shen Yuehuan said with a smile, "Come on, tell me everything you know about Shangxian Ghost, shall we?"

"The third winding string——Yiwozuo."

Gui Wu Tsuji, who was far away in the infinite city, felt his heart skip a beat for no reason. The reagent bottle he was holding was accidentally broken on the laboratory table by him.

The solution in the reagent bottle overflowed the table, but Guiwu Tsuji no longer cared about it.

Just now, the connection between Yiwozuo and him through his cells was suddenly broken.

It was as if he was isolated, no matter what method he used, he couldn't contact Yi Wozuo, even if he wanted to know who killed Yiwozuo, he couldn't do it.

Onimai Tsuji's hands began to tremble.

"Once again!! Again!!!" He roared and swept the things off the table, and even overturned the heavy experimental table in anger, "Another situation (variable) that I don't know about has appeared!"

"A bunch of useless things! Thanks to me, I gave them the cells!" Guiwu Tsuji punched the wall of the room, "I have been looking for the cyan flower for so long, but I haven't found it until now!"

"A bunch of waste!" He hurried out of the room, calling out the center that controls the infinite city, "Naru, take me to Taito District—"

"It's just Yiwozuo, if you die, you can die." Guiwu Tsuji quickly regained his composure, "As long as Shangxian is still weakening the strength of the Demon Killing Team, there is no need to replace them."

He hastily opened the paper sliding door that appeared in front of him, and stepped out.

Outside the door is a winding path, and a willow tree is planted on the left side of the intersection. The hanging green branches sway slightly in the night wind, like a beautiful woman's blue hair.

But Guiwu Tsuji Wumi obviously didn't intend to appreciate it - because of the loss of Shangxian Sanyi Wozuo, he is now in an extremely anxious mood, and of course he doesn't have the heart to appreciate such an artistic scenery.

He hastily shook off the willow branches that were tangled around his suit, and walked toward the path.

The commission that Edogawa Ranpo gave Kunikida Doppo was not located in Yokohama City, nor was it in the neighboring Tokyo, but in the mountainous Kyoto Prefecture.

Kyoto Prefecture existed as the capital until Tokyo was established as the capital in the Meiji era.

In other words, the Heian-kyo that people often say today is the Kyoto on the map.

"Speaking of Heian-kyo, the most famous one is actually the legendary Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei, right?" Osamu Dazai said slowly.

"In other words, maybe we will see youkai." Osamu Dazai lowered his voice, and said grimly behind Kunikida Doppo, "I heard that youkai like men in their 20s who are full of yang energy. ~Thinking about it this way, Kunikida-kun and I seem to be within hunting range of youkai?"

Kunikida Doppo's figure froze.

"There have been no monsters in this world for a long time?!" Kunikida maintained his rationality, "What's more, there are many commissions that are similar to monsters, and in the end, they are nothing more than supernatural beings."

"But there are no exceptions." Osamu Dazai said, "Whether it is official history or unofficial history, most of the recorded events must have traces. In other words, maybe monsters really exist, but most people I can't even see it... Thinking about it this way, maybe there are many youkai staring at us right now, Kuni~Kida~kun~"

Kunikida Doppo shuddered.

"Hey, Dazai." He said with a trembling voice, "Why do I feel like someone is watching me?"

"I don't know~" Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "I didn't see anyone staring at you... Maybe it's a monster hiding in the dark?"

"The one staring at Senior Kunikida is you, Mr. Dazai." Nakajima Atsushi stared at the dead fish eyes, and followed behind the two adults, holding the hand of Miyazawa Kenji who was looking around.

"And Xiaoxian, I will treat you to the beef rice bowl after the commission is completed! Let's get to know the client first, and then we can talk—" Nakajima Atsushi only felt that he was exhausted, and the point was that once Kenji Miyazawa insisted Whatever he was going to do, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't hold back Kenji Miyazawa, who was capable of beating bulls.

Atsushi Nakajima: Why does Kunikida-senpai start to be unreliable when he talks about ghosts? !I am so troubled, Mr. Ranpo!What am I going to do with this entrustment!Help, Mr. Ranpo!Mr. Dazai, he is trying to commit suicide again!

The client this time is actually an acquaintance to the detective agency.

It was a colleague of Oda Sakunosuke who was also in charge of the editor who was also entrusted to the Armed Detective Agency in Yokohama. Although he was also an editor, he was not in charge of the text.

In other words, he is responsible for the illustrations in the magazine, and the illustrators under him have also cooperated with Sakunosuke Oda. In the last time Oda Sakunosuke published the Strange Talk of Flower Street, many of the illustrations were in charge of this editor Painter finished.

"It wasn't me who had the accident." The editor said, "The illustrator I was responsible for was the one who had the accident. He is famous in the circle for painting landscapes, and flowers and birds are the most popular among the scenery."

"His drawings of flowers and birds are so realistic that you can even count the feathers on a bird's wings or see the veins on petals and leaves."

"But he disappeared some time ago." The editor said worriedly, "We tried countless methods but failed to find him."

"The only thing that seems to be connected to him is an unfinished drawing—"

"That's not the picture of flowers and birds he often draws, but the scenery of hell."

"The bottom of the painting is covered with large tracts of Bianhua flowers, and the soil under the Bianhua flowers is mixed with human white bones."

"In the middle and upper part, or in the distance of the flowers on the other side, there is a river of Wangchuan flowing by, and there is a blurred figure standing beside the river."

"But anyone who is familiar with it will know—"

"That blurred figure is the painter himself."

"I want to know what happened to his disappearance, whether he disappeared on his own initiative or was induced by someone." The editor said, "What's more, the memory related to the other party seems to be fading in other people's impressions... Come on, one day I will forget him too."

"I want to get him back before I can remember him." The editor sighed, "I think I'm his friend after all."

The author has something to say:

I'm bald thinking about a new self-created case.

Today's induction training, I was overwhelmed by the noise of children's voices. In short, this chapter was written while I was eating, so I'm sorry for the late update.

For the sake of living, I have to be patient... I can't bear it anymore, the kitchen knife shop will be closed for one day tomorrow.

Kunikida-kun is actually a bit afraid of ghosts unexpectedly. 2333 You can go and see Bungo Stray Dog Wang. The reactions of everyone in the detective agency are very interesting.

Brother Shen and Zhongye's hands that changed the plot trembled slightly... Then Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan felt a chill behind his back.

Oni Wu Tsuji: I am a perfect creature, I will have nothing to do, I am the ancestor of ghosts, I can still run if I can’t be beaten, and one day I will be able to kill the ghost killing team, what are mere human beings——!

Nakahara Chuya: Oh, I'm not a human being, I'm a supernatural braking device, what the hell are you talking about.

Shen Yuehuan: Look at my Taiyin Zhi, Furong Bingdi and Yangming Zhi and say it again?Where are you going to go?