I'll retire when I'm done

Gojo Satoru opened the wooden box without any expectations.

Baihong has too many previous convictions, and once a month he will arrive on time, but the things he sends are all kinds of strange things. The better ones are specimens that are caught and made at random, and sometimes they are poetry collections copied at random, and the worse ones are also beaten into shapes. A necklace made of messy bullets, and the most outrageous one, she just randomly stuffed a stone and sent it over...

Gojo Satoru asked someone to study all the things she sent, from the existence of the specimen organisms to the source of the materials used in the production methods, the place of origin of the ink on the paper, whether there were fingerprints and hairs on the sent items, and even the distribution of the ingredients of the stones. Let it go, but there is no way to piece together Baihong's location—in other words, that guy is perfunctory while still keeping his mystery seriously. It is absolutely impossible for Gojo Satoru to catch her exactly.

... As for the guys who delivered the letter?That is not a category that the Gojo family can get involved in. All the resumes have been completely re-washed. The mercenaries gathered from all over the world are always meticulous and careful. The only thing in common is that they They will help Bai Hong deliver the letter.

The only way to get in touch with Bai Hong is probably to let those people deliver the letter for him, but it is still not a direct contact between Gojo Satoru and her. .

——That is to say, in preventing him from finding him, Bai Hong used his perfect anti-detection technology.

... She better not let him catch her.

Gojo Satoru thought expressionlessly.

The boy opened the wooden box, and inside was a soft white flower that had never been seen before, sealed in resin, exquisite, lovely, and charming.

With a glint in his eyes, he carefully took out the well-preserved white flower from the box, and looked at it carefully in the sunlight.

Unseen flowers.

The young man stared at the mysterious flower reflecting the beautiful brilliance under the sunlight, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He sent someone to investigate, and they said it was a species that he had never seen before. If there is no accident, the flower in Gojo Satoru's hand should be the only one left in the world. The botanist, slowly playing with the resinous white flower with his fingers.

He knew that Bai Hong was not an ordinary person, and she had never concealed her unusualness.

I searched all the known plant illustrations in the world and couldn't find an orphan, but she wrote "I didn't expect it" in a casual tone, with a relaxed and natural attitude behind it, not a surprise to share rare items, according to her The habit of these years, it is determined that this kind of flower does not exist in this world, so I don't mind giving it to him.

...she knows the flower.

It's just that Bai Hong is absolutely convinced that there is only one place where this kind of flower blooms, and that place is also a place that he cannot understand and even cannot reach.

For this reason, he didn't even care that he had left some clues that could not be called clues.

……But it does not matter.

Gojo Satoru gathered his fingers together and slowly squeezed the flower in his hand.

Even Baihong is not all-knowing and omnipotent, not to mention the five years of separation, she seems to have underestimated the extent of Wujo Wu's ability.

——Before she realized it, he had already grasped the last spider thread.

Five years ago, Baihong left Wutiao's family to follow the army, among which Zenyuan Shier played a considerable role in promoting him. As for the relationship with Bai Hong, Gojo Satoru paid a lot of attention to him.

Zenyuan Shier is a guy who is not very good at financial management. He lives as he pleases and is unrestrained. Things like chaotic private life are not even considered shortcomings for him. It's a penny, but it's still a waste of money.

Later, after investigation, it was discovered that apart from the 500 million yuan that Shi Er took away from Bai Hong in the name of his guardian, there was also a batch of priceless jewels sold through underground means in exchange for an astonishing amount of money. Like the style before the middle ages in Europe, it is not something that Japanese traditional Zen homes would have. The Gojo family also bought some unobtrusive trinkets, but they have no other use except for beauty, and they are piled up in the collection room. Ash.

Gojo Satoru doesn't think that the abandoned son of the curse family who has been neglected since he was a child and has no income can get these things without anyone noticing. Go to the Zenyuan and even take it away—that kid is a transparent person in the Zenyuan family and even in the world of conjuration, even if he assassinates the president the next day, he will not be able to stir up a wave here.

Fortunately, after wasting some thoughts, he finally stripped out some clues.

——Five years ago, when Baihong and himself were trapped in the dark doctor's place, and rumors arose in the magic world, Zenyuan Shier had intended to kill Baihong.

It's just that for some reason he went to the residence of Bai Hong's biological mother before carrying out the mission. After leaving, the woman disappeared mysteriously. No one knew what happened.

The woman was heavily in debt during her lifetime, and she didn't seem to be able to take out that large amount of wealth.

——The gap in the message in the middle is the only loophole left by Zenyuan Shier.

That guy is cautious enough, it took him three years to sell out that batch of jewels little by little. This flower began to desperately recall all the information collected in the past, and he was afraid that even Shier from the Buddhist monastery would be completely forgotten.

The place where Baihong's biological mother disappeared last has become the place where the curse was derived. The Wutiao family bought the building with money, but the curse is not strong enough, there is no threat, and it can't even make people catch a cold. On hold, no one went to exorcise the curse inside.

***

Strictly speaking, Gojo Satoru has not seriously traced Bai Hong's past.

This is not to say that she had a thin and simple ten-year experience before, but her life before she became Bai Hong.For those things that have become a thing of the past, Gojo Satoru doesn't have much interest or care too much. After all, they are things that have been thrown away, so what if she still misses them.

There is no need for Bai Hong to miss, nor does he need to miss.

However, when he stood in front of this door, thinking that this was the beginning of Baihong's life that he hadn't been able to touch before, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt a little uneasy, subtle shyness, and panic that he had never felt before.

The boy took a rare deep breath, and then slowly pushed open the thin wooden door in front of him.

—Unexpectedly, there was nothing in the room.

There is nothing in the literal sense—this place is like a void swallowed by pure darkness, and there are two complete worlds separated by a door.

The six eyes can see through everything in the world, but even if these eyes look intently, they can only see the scarlet blood lines all over the room wriggling and roaring like fresh blood vessels, sticking to the dark corners, vibrating lightly like a beating pulse.

……What's this.

The 12-year-old boy is not afraid of tigers when he is a newborn calf. He doesn't feel that there is anything to be afraid of in this place where the breath is weak and even the low-level magic spirits are not. He raised his feet frankly and stepped directly into the dark void.

The boy frowned, but he heard a joyous voice coming from the depths of the darkness.

Are you finally willing to come?

Gojo Satoru didn't open his mouth, he intuitively felt that the person he called should not be himself - and he probably understood where the money from Zenyuan Shier came from.

Not getting the response it deserved, the voice gradually became lost, and I felt extremely sad when I heard it.

... Didn't you come?

So, stranger, if you don't mind, please do me a favor.

A strange and slender figure wandered in the depths of the shadows. It was a gorgeous and coquettish beauty, with a gloomy, illusory and gentle beauty in every move. She wore a golden mask that looked like a blazing sun on her head, and only her pale and sharp jaw was exposed.

Gojo Satoru finally raised his due vigilance, and activated the no-lower-limit technique early, but the opponent was looking at him from afar, without any intention of attacking.

The boy waited for a while, but he didn't notice the hostility of the other party. He glanced at the other party at random with his penetrating six eyes, and vaguely realized that the other party did not belong to his own world. Safeguard your own reliance.With the bottom line in his mind, he finally condescended to speak, and asked patiently, "Who are you?"

I am the god of the dark moon, named Gwendolin, a stranger.

I'm looking for the Knight of the Darkmoon.

The noble gods from another world bowed their heads to the human teenagers, making a gesture of supplication.

Please help me find her.

The author has something to say: Sister Hong is serious about anti-reconnaissance.

Gwyndolin, who tried to bribe Shier before, ended up being banned by Shir for five years.

Next, you may be gooed again.

as well as……

Unexpectedly, I added Black Soul! ! 【Akimbo】

Yes, Sister Hong's first life is the world view of Black Soul.

The magic eye of straight death also corresponds to the world of black souls. After all, there is probably no one in this world who understands the meaning of death better than the undead of black souls (hey)

Ah, but the game itself has very little text, and the stories are all pieced together by the players themselves from the minutiae clues. In addition, the end of the world is already a certainty, so there are really not many plots involving the Black Soul, and it can basically be viewed as original [ Dogeza]

ps: I'm about to enter v, I will write and save the manuscript tomorrow