Seeking the Law of Summoning in Taisho

Yi Wozuo's gaze returned to the figure wandering on the street, he didn't want to say anything to Tong Mo, he stretched his body a little, and then walked out from the shadows.

"Eh? Your Excellency Yiwozuo, what are you going to do?" Tong Mo looked at him with wide eyes.

"Didn't you say you're looking for an opponent for me?" Yi Wozuo had a eager smile on his face, "I'm also curious about how strong Shangxian Yi's younger brother is."

When the voice fell, he had already rushed out, like an arrow leaving the string, heading straight for that figure!

The destructive and chaotic six-strike combo was ready to go, barefoot hit the ground, and the concrete ground was cracked from where he was, and his figure reached behind the opponent, and his veined arm swung towards him violently!

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang in the silent night, like an explosion that completely destroyed the ground, and the dust and smoke instantly enveloped the surrounding area.

Yi Wozuo was not discouraged when he missed a hit. He pushed forward with his right foot, and the twelve-cornered snowflake formation spread out under his feet. From this moment on, all the fighting spirit on the opponent's body will be passed on to him, including the opponent's The next move...huh?

Can't feel anything? !

Yiwozuo's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously looked behind him. At the same moment, a cold light flashed through the dust and smoke, and the sun wheel knife mixed with a touch of crimson came straight to his face!

no feeling!Still nothing!

Yi Wozuo's heart was full of alarm bells, and his arms were crossed in front of his eyes for an instant, intending to block the blow first, but to his surprise, the blade suddenly disappeared the moment Jiang Jiang cut his arm!

Yiwozuo: "?!"

He dodged sideways, nervously guarding against possible attacks around the embankment, but strangely, until the dust from the explosion had completely dissipated, the opponent's next blow never arrived—even he suddenly lost sight of the opponent.

"Where is the person?" Yiwozuo looked at Tong Mo in the shadow.

"Eh?" Tong Mo was a little surprised, "I thought he and Your Excellency Yiwozuo were both inside the smoke."

What do you mean?

...disappeared suddenly? !

But Yiwozuo didn't have time to think more, and the blood cells connected to Gui Wu Tsuji sent a message to them at this moment - to return to Infinite City.

The next moment, a shoji gate appeared in front of them.

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There was a coolness on the forehead, like a wet towel with water, but the touch was harder and smoother than that.

Osamu Dazai thought drowsily, maybe it was ice.

The kind of ice that was as hard as the tofu he made, and a large piece of ice was placed on his forehead was indeed a good way to cool down.

And because he was running a fever, those ices would melt little by little on his hot forehead, and the melted ice water would flow down his temples, moistening his originally dry black hair.

Thinking about it this way, it was almost the same as when he was picked up every time he committed suicide by diving. His short hair was sticking wetly to his scalp or face, which was not very comfortable.

Allowing his thoughts to wander in a mess for a while, Osamu Dazai gradually caught some very soft conversations.

He couldn't tell what kind of voice it was, nor could he capture it completely, but his brain, which had long been used to thinking, had already subconsciously recorded the few words in the conversation.

"...Isn't it indescribable?"

"...he's sick, I'm afraid..."

"...There is nothing to worry about...this...Ghost Killing Squad..."

"……really……"

It seems to be talking about him, Osamu Dazai thought.

But this kind of clear thinking didn't last for a long time, the voice of the conversation coming from his ears and the touch of the skin gradually faded away, he seemed to be standing in a dark place, and when he looked up, there was nothingness.

He walked forward, feeling like he was unconscious, but Osamu Dazai could easily know that he was walking, and this behavior was accepted and allowed by him, otherwise his body would not be without resistance.

This contradictory and strange behavior didn't stop until he saw a figure in the darkness.

It was the back of a young man, wearing the same black windbreaker as in this place, which looked familiar at first glance.

The other party seemed to be waiting here deliberately, and when he stopped, he turned around.

The red scarf hanging around his neck was the only eye-catching color in the darkness. The opponent's left eye was covered by a bandage, and the other eye exposed to the air faced him directly.

So Osamu Dazai finally understood why he felt familiar——

"Hello," the other party said, even the tone of his voice was exactly the same as he remembered, "My name is—Osamu Dazai."

Light flooded in suddenly.

Osamu Dazai's eyes were stung by the light, and he raised his hand to block it, only then did he realize that his whole body was very weak.

It's like climbing up a mountain in the middle of the night and doing 1 push-ups, and then you have to run backwards down the mountain.

"You're finally awake."

A young boy's voice came from the side, a little hoarse, but enough for Osamu Dazai to distinguish who came.

"Ah, why is Shimi-kun here?"

Osamu Dazai put down his hands and turned his head to look. The white-haired boy was indeed sitting next to the bed, with his arms on his legs, looking at him with a very indifferent face.

"You still have to ask me about this kind of thing, you are so smart, can't you see it yourself?"

He didn't seem to want to wait for Dazai Osamu's response, so he continued to criticize himself, "How old are you? You don't even know your own physical condition! The doctor in the team checked and said, you are overworked." Too much and a cold caused a high fever to make you faint, but fortunately, you were discovered at the headquarters, if you suddenly became unconscious outside, wouldn’t a random ghost be able to take care of you?!”

Osamu Dazai thought about the other self he saw in a coma, and found that he really became more and more unclear about the condition of this body.

He stood up and wanted to protest, but before he could speak, the other party suddenly reached out and pressed his shoulders down, with a fierce tone: "Lie down, what else do you want to do?!"

"Hmm... Shimi-kun..." Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling aggrieved, "I'm going to suffocate to death, I want to go to the bathroom!"

Undead Kawa Minya: "..."

This person always gags when talking about business, and Immortal Kawasami is used to this kind of situation, besides, he can't really prevent Osamu Dazai from solving his physiological needs.

And when the other party came back again, Immortal Kawasami had no desire to continue talking, but said dryly: "You have been sleeping for two days, and there are not enough manpower. Butterfly and the others let me take care of you."

After he finished speaking, he was a little puzzled, "How tired are you? I don't think your mental state is very good now."

"It's just that the illness hasn't healed yet, there's nothing wrong with it." Osamu Dazai sat back on the tatami and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, "Is your injury all right?"

"Compared to yours, I don't know how much lighter it is."

"Oh..." Osamu Dazai nodded, and asked again, "Didn't you receive the next mission?"

"Recently, those ghosts have been very peaceful, and the number of missions sent from various places has decreased a lot."

Osamu Dazai is not surprised, after all, Oni Wu Tsuji is busy with research now, and there is no extra time to create new oni, and the previous oni may have lost a lot from the inside because he was dragged to do experiments.

Osamu Dazai nodded again, "Then, you didn't go to check on Xuan Mi-kun—"

"I said—" Immortal Kawasami interrupted him, under the long and curled eyelashes, a pair of eyes fixedly looked at him, "Are you driving me away?"

"Ah?" Osamu Dazai looked innocent, "What are you talking about?"

Suppressing his guilty conscience, he rubbed his stomach, "Shimi-kun, I'm hungry."

Undead Kawa Minami folded his arms: "Oh, so?"

"Shi~mi~jun~~~" Osamu Dazai deliberately elongated his voice, and began to act coquettishly, "I want to eat canned crab meat."

"You have a pretty good idea!" Undead Kawa Minami looked at him angrily, "There is only porridge, whether you like it or not."

Osamu Dazai felt that his fate was really tragic. He couldn't even eat what he wanted to eat when he was sick, and he would be murdered by others.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Undead Kawa Minami got up and wanted to leave: "Forget it if you don't eat."

Osamu Dazai: "Eat, eat, eat!"

Osamu Dazai made an unprincipled compromise for his deflated stomach.

As soon as Immortal Kawasami left, Osamu Dazai couldn't help sighing, and whispered: "If someone is watching, the medicine won't be poured easily..."

But this worry was quickly replaced by another thing to worry about. He took out the notebook from his coat, frowned and asked, "Shouji-kun, is Tanizaki-kun still there?"

Handbook: When you passed out, Mr. Tanizaki returned to the original world.

Osamu Dazai said secretly.

He remembered that when he first got the notebook, the other party told him that summoning his colleagues consumed his own physical strength, and he was asked to use the notebook rationally for his own health.

He has thought about this problem before, and is confident that even if he has a fever, the energy stored in his body can support Tanizaki-kun to spend a full day here, but judging from the current results, it is somewhat different from what he estimated ,unless--

"Shouzhang-jun, the physical strength you mentioned at the beginning, do you mean the general term of my own physical strength, consciousness and spiritual strength?"

Handbook: Yes, after all, the summoning can only be performed when you are conscious.

"In this way," Osamu Dazai propped his jaw, "it should be more accurate to use 'energy'."

This time, the hand account was silent for a while, and then suddenly realized: So it is!

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Rather than saying that you are a forgetful old man, you are more like a newborn child.

He said leisurely, "Shouzhangjun, I seem to be more and more interested in you, if only I could see your real body."

The hand account hastily replied: Still not, not as beautiful as Mr. Dazai, ashamed to see people.

Osamu Dazai: "That's true."

Account: ...

Dazai smiled.

Now that he has a clear understanding of his own appearance, it seems that Mr. Hand Account has the form of a human being, but he is unwilling to meet...

Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes, his whole body exuded the air of a little clever ghost, and he didn't speak again.

Under the careful care of Immortal Kawasami, within two days, Dazai Osamu's illness was almost cured, but in case the group of ghosts saw any flaws, he still waited for a while before leaving the headquarters and headed for Asakusa again .

Asakusa Fujiya's line of sight belonging to Naruto has not been recovered, and the fastest way for him to get there to enter Naruto's line of sight and then be pulled into Infinite City.

When the last light of the day disappeared from the ground, he walked out from the alley and went straight to the vine house.

Ghost King Blood, here I come!

The author has something to say: Wu Mi: Don't come here!

Tell me loudly, who is the person Dazai saw in his coma! (I have admitted to myself what the hell am I asking x

In addition, Jinjiang is a little fussy. I wanted to reply to the comments yesterday but I couldn’t post them: By the way, do you really think that Tong Mo came to Kagurazaka just for hanging out! !He's always hanging around but this one really isn't hanging out.

感谢在2020-07-3117:21:10~2020-08-0116:42:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Hu does not grant 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!