In cos, the post-dimensional wall is cracked

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Not long after, Dazai and the others set off, and I stayed at the headquarters, dazed from time to time, wondering what Dazai said.

"It's that simple."

I'm sure that Dazai is not referring to the simple matter of writing, but other things.I'm a little annoyed, does Dazai think he's a nice guy?He keeps everything to himself, does he think he is omnipotent?

Smart people are so troublesome, I thought through gritted teeth.

What about the one who saves people, tsk, just leave if you want, I don't bother to care about him.After the matter is over, I must settle the score with Dazai.

As long as I think of it in my memory, Dazai and I are holding hands and I can't help shivering. Dazai is too stupid, isn't he? !How did he manage to come up with that setting? !

And, who am I?

Unexpectedly, I would think about this kind of philosophical question one day.

87

Time always flies by quickly. One night, I put away the book I was reading and was just about to go to bed when suddenly a person broke into the room quietly.

I breathed lightly, fixed my eyes on the man without eyes, flexed my wrists, and prepared to wait for him to approach me so that I could rush up and beat him up.That person was slowly approaching me in the dark, and I was about to strike violently,

"Zhongye, it's me."

Dazai?

I frowned, didn't let go of my hand, and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

Dazai touched me, raised his hand to press mine down, and smiled at me.His face was full of exhaustion, and there was still some blue under his eyes, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if there were stars twinkling in them.

Following his strength, I lowered my hand and asked, "Are you a thief? Why are you acting like a ghost?"

Dazai smiled and took out a container in the shape of a small test tube, and said, "I really want to be a thief~"

I frowned slightly and looked at the test tube, which contained some blood-like liquid.

"what is this?"

"Omi Tsuji's blood." Dazai smiled, not feeling that he was saying anything serious.

The corner of my mouth twitched: "Are you serious?" Did Dazai act as a thief on the ghost king? !

Dazai nodded and said to me, "Chuya, it's for you."

Use it for me?

My face changed: "Bastard Dazai! You are telling me to drink it?!" I don't want to do it if it's so disgusting!

Dazai blinked, and asked, "Don't you ask why it was used for you?"

I tilted my head to look at him: "Why do you ask?"

Dazai was taken aback, then laughed out loud.I looked at him with a mentally retarded expression on my face, and pulled him impatiently.

Dazai picked up the test tube: "You don't need to drink, just cut an incision on your body and mix your blood with this." He paused, and then said: "The process may be a bit painful, just bear with it. "

I cut a gash on my arm directly and neatly, blood gushed out, and I stretched out my hand in front of Dazai to signal him to hurry up.Dazai took out the cork and poured blood on my wound.

hiss--

I'm taking a breath, how can this be just a little pain? !I feel like I was divided by five horses/corpses. There is severe pain in my limbs. Every cell in me is screaming "pain". This pain spreads from the bone marrow, and I can even feel my body. The skin can't bear the repeated process of cracking and bleeding and then heals instantly.I can clearly feel this pain, and I wish I could faint immediately, but even though it hurts so much, I'm still awake.

I fell into Dazai's arms almost instantly, trembling unconsciously, my teeth were almost crushed by me, and my fingers were deeply pinched into the palm of my hand.

pain!

My mind is occupied by this one word.Damn it, bastard Dazai!He came here to torture me, right? !

Dazai held me tightly in his arms, pushed away the fingers I was pinching my palm deeply, and stuffed his own hand in. I pinched it unceremoniously, trying to relieve the pain.

Dazai's other hand was on my shoulder, and I vaguely seemed to hear Dazai saying something, but unfortunately I didn't hear clearly. Before I closed my eyes, I saw that Dazai seemed to be surrounded by white words.

I may be in pain and stupid, and I have started to hallucinate.I thought so, and finally passed out.

88

When I woke up, I found that I was lying on the bed, with the quilt obediently covering my body, Dazai was lying on the side of the bed, holding one of my hands, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I moved my fingers lightly, Dazai blinked his eyes and looked up at me, and asked, "Chuya, how do you feel now?"

I sat up, moved my muscles and bones, and heard the crackling sound of bones.I took a deep breath, raised my hand to pinch Dazai's face, and said viciously: "Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist. Give me an honest and clear account!"

Dazai's cheeks were pinched by me, and he said vaguely, "Do you want me to explain to Sen?"

I don't give Dazai a chance to escape: "What did you say you want to explain? You know it very well!"

"Chung Ye, Nong Xian Fang Kai Oh's face!" Dazai struggled.

I let go, folded my arms around my chest, raised my chin and waited for Dazai's explanation.

Dazai raised his hand to rub his face, puffed up his cheeks and complained slightly: "Amidst the violence, I kept you awake all night."

I was a little guilty at first, and then I became confident again: "So what?! It's not your fault that I am like this, hurry up and tell the truth!"

Dazai muttered: "I made it up, the way the little dwarf speaks really needs to be changed."

"Huh?" I raised my voice: "If you want to say it, say it louder, are you a mosquito? The voice is so small!"

Dazai sighed loudly and artificially: "Chu is also an idiot!"

"That's not what I want you to say, bastard!" I looked at Dazai impotently and furiously.

Dazai shrugged, put his arms up on the bed, crossed his hands, put his chin on them, and said slowly: "I went out this time, fooled Kimai Tsuji, and got his blood."

"Where are the members of the Ghost Killing Squad? Just let you go like this?" I asked.

Dazai shook his head and said, "How is it possible, they will rush to fight a ghost when they see it, let alone the king of ghosts, I asked them to do another thing, and then I made a deal with Onimai Tsuji."

I was a little interested: "What did you trade with him?"

Dazai smiled slyly: "I told him that I would get the blue Bianhua flower if I helped him make it inside, and he would give me blood to turn me into a ghost and gain eternal life."

Tsk tsk, Oni Wu Tsuji thought that he would be able to get the blue Higan flower and kill the members of the ghost killing team, but he didn't expect that everything was going on slowly under Dazai's arrangement, which was clearly arranged for him.

"What's that blood for?" I changed my position.

Dazai chuckled, and didn't answer right away, but talked about another aspect: "Chuya, try to feel Huang Ba's spit."

With some doubts, I followed what Dazai said, and closed my eyes to feel the existence of Huangbatu quietly.

etc!This is... I opened my eyes in surprise and looked at Dazai: "What did you do? I can feel that Arabato is merging with me."

Dazai smiled mysteriously, raised his index finger and gave a soft "shh": "This is a little secret~"

I was surprised that my serious mood suddenly disappeared, but I looked at Dazai speechlessly, and said, "Could you please be more serious at this time?"

Dazai shook his head innocently: "I can't, Chuya."

I smiled kindly and said to him, "You can say it again."

Dazai said yes.

"The blood of Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi can make people gain powerful power and make their physical fitness stronger. It also has powerful disadvantages. It will turn people who touch the blood into ghosts and fear the sun. And my [Disqualification in the World] just can Remove this influence." Dazai seemed to understand what I was thinking, and then said: "Don't think about it, I can only remove this influence during the transformation process, and nothing else."

I looked away regretfully, thinking that Dazai could help remove Nezuko and the others from their demonization.

Dazai continued: "In the world of Sakata-san, I integrated the Altana of that world into your body, making you stronger as the origin of [Nakahara Chuya], coupled with the blood of the ghost king in this world, your The body can be well compatible with the Huangba spit."

I was silent for a while, and slowly said: "So, all of this is to solve my problem?"

Dazai paused and asked, "Why do you think so?"

I let out a breath slowly and complained, "Don't treat me like a fool! I'm not blind!"

Dazai shook his head and said, "That's not true. Apart from your matter, there is another important matter to be resolved."

"what's up?"

Dazai's eyes darkened, and he said in a sinister tone: "It needs to be solved, a damned guy."

"Who?"

Dazai's tone was low, full of killing intent: "Bai Lan."

89

Prynne?

"Who is he?" I fumbled through my memory, but I couldn't find this person.

Dazai smiled, as if the previous killing intent did not exist, and said, "It's just an insignificant person."

…No, judging by your previous appearance, you don't look like an insignificant person at all.

Forget it, judging by Dazai's appearance, he definitely won't say anything more, and I won't ask any more questions.It was an unexpected joy to know these things this time, and I thought Dazai would not tell me much this time, so I have gained a lot.

I clapped my hands, lifted the quilt, stood up and changed clothes, and asked as I changed, "What are you going to do next?"

Dazai didn't know why, so he turned his head away from me and said, "Then we just have to wait."

I dragged my voice and complained: "How long will I have to wait? Every day I stay here, my bones will be rusted, and I will almost finish reading the book."

Dazai seemed to be very interested in my reading, and asked, "Do you need me to buy some new books for you?"

I shook my head, expressing that I didn't want to, I just wanted to leave this world as soon as possible. I already had a rough guess in my heart waiting for my experiment.

Dazai looked regretful, as if I missed something good.I got dressed and looked at Dazai who had tidied himself up at some point: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Dazai shook his head: "No."

I suggested, "Breakfast?"

Dazai nodded, walked to the cafeteria with me, and suddenly said, "Chuya, I feel like an old married couple."

?What?Old couple?Me and Dazai?

I couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Did you get kicked in the head by Kiwu Tsuji? What disgusting words are you talking about?!"

Dazai looked sad, his tone was sad, he covered his heart artificially and said: "Chuya, you are such a heartless man! Last night you hugged me tightly and refused to let go, but now you talk to me so badly! "

Dazai said this in a loud voice. We were walking on the way to the cafeteria. There were already a lot of people, and this attracted the attention of many members of the Demon Slayer Squad. "Two words.

I lowered my voice, gritted my teeth and said, "Keep your voice down! Don't confuse right and wrong! I need to save face!"

Dazai rolled his eyes, smiled lightly, and his voice became louder: "Ah Chuya, what are you talking about? Speak up! What face?"

Facing the gazes around me, I raised my hand to cover my face with grief and indignation: "Damn bastard Dazai! I'm the loser! Shut up, you!"

Dazai smiled triumphantly, and gestured for a zipper movement.

I put down my hand weakly, and deeply understood a sentence.

Without morals, anything is possible.

Dazai has learned the essence.