[Hunter] Which is the best dead house technology

It's great that there is no such attribute as Lu Chi in the comical character set.

As if an automatic wayfinding guidepost was plugged into his brain, Mi Ji successfully arrived in the mansion room with his elder brother Ilmi found in the wild.Read the brain map and harvest a medicine box.

"I don't need this, it's ridiculous." Irmi said, watching her younger brother dragging the deacon's spare medicine box out of an unknown corner.

Ridiculously silent.The obviously very tired child knelt on the bed with one hand rubbing his eyes, opened the medicine box, yawned and took out gauze, alcohol, hemostatin, vitamin K1 and some other medicines, and looked at him with the same expressionless face brother.A few months ago, Mi Ji had gained a lot of weight, and the round face he was wearing was even more chubby against the background of the padded jacket.Yi Ermi stretched out her hand to pinch Miji's cheek and tugged at it. The child didn't respond, but stared at Yi Ermi persistently with a pair of dark eyes.

Elmi let out a soft sigh.

He let go of his ridiculous face, crossed his hands and grabbed the hem of the clothes, and pulled it up to take it off.

The ten-year-old Yiermi looked a little thin—thin muscles covered his bones, well-proportioned and powerful, but he looked like a resting beast, ready to unleash terrifying power at any time.His skin is fair, but the scars on his body are even more hideous.The new wound was a cut that ran from the abdomen to the back of the shoulder, and it was simply bandaged.It's just that the bandage was too tight, the skin was swollen and pale from the bandage, and the blood continued to seep out, turning the white bandage red.

Yi Ermi looked down at the wound, picked up the bandage from the medicine kit and prepared to wrap it again.

"...It's not like this." Mi Ji stopped Yi Ermi's movements, "It's too tight, the blood and circulation are not smooth."

"It's a small injury." The boy tilted his head like a cat, "The limbs are intact and the bones are not broken, and there is no problem with the internal organs. As long as the bleeding is gone, it will heal. I don't need that. What are you worried about? Ridiculous?"

...Holy shit, how could this be a fight between brats? !What kind of dire situation is he living in? !

"...The dressing is wrong."

For Il fans, comics are meaningless stubbornness.Even a weak and boring younger brother is still a younger brother, so what is the right way to treat a younger brother?The child struggled not to fall asleep, looking terribly willful.Is it a fun hobby to play this type of game now?Yi Ermi was very confused, but he still indulged his wayward brother to remove the layers of bandages that had already been tied on his body. There were traces of blood on the bandages, and the last layer was even attached to the wound. It was completely wet with blood.

The sharp and long cut was cut by some kind of sharp weapon, and the flesh rolled away ferociously, and the skin around the blood-soaked cut was pale.Mi Ji carefully sprinkled the hemostatic powder on it—it would be very painful, but Yi Ermi's expression was as usual, and she didn't even dodge physically.After the re-bandage was complete, Mi Ji hesitated to give Yi Ermi a shot of tetanus immune globulin, even though he thought it might not be necessary.Throughout the whole process, Il fans stood there quietly and indulged in the antics, and even when they were needled, there was no question of saying a word; this unexpected cooperation was like saying "ah, since you are so serious I'll just play with you."

I was so sleepy, I was so sleepy I couldn't think.

Mi Chi put the medicines he took out back into the box one by one while trying to fight back his sleepiness.It is clear that there is not so much exercise today, but the body of this child is already exhausted.The speed of his brain became more and more sluggish, and it took a while for the child to realize that his brother seemed to have asked something.

"Where do you get your medical knowledge, Luke?"

He stopped his movements and stared blankly at Yiermi.

"Funny?"

"Ah...in the book."

"—So you've been reading in your room?"

"..."

After Yier Fan put on the black short-sleeved T-shirt, Mi Ji had already fallen asleep holding the medicine box.The child's breathing was weak, his hands curled up in the padded jacket were cold, and only his face was flushed.When Yi Ermi stiffly picked up her younger brother who had a different style of painting, she was surprised to find that the child's breathing gradually stopped.

"The amount of exercise is still too much for him, not to mention that the weather is too cold now." Sheba explained to his eldest son, "His physical fitness has become so bad, I think you should have guessed what the reason is, a curse, or It is said that the toxin has destroyed Mi Ji's body functions, his organs will fail before they develop, and there is no way to provide enough oxygen to his blood, that's why I said that Mi Ji cannot accept our level of training— — it should look more serious now, he can't even do normal kid sports."

Elmi didn't speak.His younger brother was lying in his arms like a quiet corpse. Ilmi had seen many dead people, but the feeling of holding a corpse in his arms made him feel unspeakably awkward.

"No matter what, Miji is always our important family." Shiba walked up to Yiermi, put his hands on his shoulders, squatted down and looked at him, "Yilmi, you——what are you doing?" look?"

Yi Er's blank expression was as if he was stunned.He paused for a while, and replied: "I don't know." After a while, he asked again, "Is the joke dead?"

"No, 'that medicine' will suppress the toxin. It's just that his body needs to adjust to look dead."

"Even if the joke is dead, it won't have any impact on the enemy."

Shiba was silent for a moment.There was no light in Yiermi's dark pupils, and she couldn't find any emotion from them.Shiba stood up and replied, "Yes."

"Then it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether Mi Ji is alive or dead." The boy's voice was clear and clear at this age, but the tone was indifferent and calm.He moved the child in his arms to his back, "I'll take Mi Chi back to his room and go to the training ground. Let's fight again, Dad."

Shiba watched as Yi Ermi walked out with Mi Ji behind her back.Looking at Mi Chi from a distance, he seemed to be asleep, with his head resting on Yi Ermi's neck, looking intimate.Yi Ermi is indeed a good brother, whether it is playing or "games", he will not reject his younger brother, and even try his best to satisfy his younger brother.But in fact, he is more indifferent than anyone else. To him, jokes are irrelevant. If the child is really dying and asks for help, he will not act; Ridiculous security considerations.

"It's a pity that Yier fans are not suitable to be the head of the family."

The old man with white hair and beard came out from nowhere with his hands behind his back, Shiba turned his head and glanced: "Father."

"Hey, this kid's qualifications are better than yours, right? You also had great expectations for him, right?"

Shiba smiled, only taking Zeno's sarcasm as a joke.

"What about Miji? Is there a plan for his growth?"

"Mi Chi was born interested in assembling things, and now his brain is just as easy to use." Xiba said, "Follow his hobby. Beating the enemy Hakka can still protect a junior—as long as his Mind awakening, self-protection is not a big problem."

"It's really easy to make people jealous—" Jenuo walked out with his hands behind his back and dragged his voice, "Don't go to the training ground, I'll go play with Il fans to see how much the kid has improved, it's really that good He shouted proudly. Bah, a half-grown brat doesn’t know how to be humble in front of his own father!”

Gu Yun saw Yi Ermi in the pitch black chaos.It's the authentic funny memory left over, he was lying on the window sill and looking out, while Yi Ermi was practicing limbs in the courtyard.The overlapping figures of several footsteps were separated, and it was impossible to distinguish between real and fake.In an instant, a big tree broke at the waist, and Yi Ermi stood idly on the spot with his hands folded around his chest, and the shadows gathered together. He suddenly raised his head and waved to Mi Ji upstairs, who was startled and moved She retracted her head, and when she leaned out again to look around, Yiermi was no longer in the courtyard.

The Yier fan in his memory was younger than in reality, and Gu Yun vaguely saw the baby fat on his cheeks that hadn't faded away.But even so, there was no deep expression on the child's face.This kind of carelessness like the wind is tickling in my heart.I want to be as strong as my brother, and I want to learn limbs like my brother.This short and small thought planted a seed, but it never germinated again.

He walked in the dark mansion of the enemy beater, and the only sound of his footsteps echoed in the dark corridor.It feels like every horror game that is keen on exploring the dead mansion. The children's perspective can only be limited to the lower half of the space. At this time, even walking out of a pair of leather shoes in a suit or rolling a ball can scare people to death.However, Gu Yun is obviously not the protagonist of a horror game. In Miji's memory, this mansion is incomplete, and there are always some areas that he cannot reach, as if the corridor was swallowed by the darkness in the middle.He repeatedly walked back and forth in the same area until he gave up.The child's small body curled up in a ball and curled up on the edge of the corridor. After a long time, Gu Yun heard a sudden appearance in the dead silence.

[Funny? ]

The young Yi Ermi stood in front of him, staring at him with half-tilted head, and after a while Yi Ermi stretched out her hand and said to him.

[Come with me, Mi Chi. ]

He passed his hand up, and was quickly grabbed and pulled up.The temperature of Yiermi's palm was slightly cool, but what was conveyed was a wonderful sense of solidity.He walked behind the immature child.Yi Ermi's flat voice came again [I'll take you to a fun place. ]

What emerged after the door was pushed open was a bloody world.The dismembered woman rolled down in the blood on the ground. Yi Ermi walked over and stomped on her head, and the yellow and white brains flowed out.Gu Yunsheng swallowed the feeling of vomiting that was about to come out, and stared at Yier fans indifferently.

That's all.These are all the memories of his brother Yi Ermi during the three years since Mi Ji was born.