In the Shura field, I just want to work and earn money

Just like Pianwu is determined to get rid of Undead Qi, Undead Yuan seems determined to make friends with her, no matter how angry Pianwu is with her, she will not be pissed off, and the frequency of coming once a week has never stopped Pass.

Over time, Pianwu got used to the reality that a troublesome ghost would come to have an awkward chat with her every Saturday.

Although Immortal has no value in killing time, she always brings some books to herself every time. Those books are good for killing time, at least she doesn't have to stare at the sky outside the window until she falls asleep.

Like an emotionless printer, Kamigi transcribes the words on the paper onto the white paper verbatim, and there is only the last one left, as long as she finishes writing, she can rest.

If I remember correctly, today is Saturday, and Immortal Yuan is coming to find her again.

I hope the books brought this time will not be too boring.

She was reading the information of the target person. In order to make her abilities operate effectively without any mistakes, Lihua Luojia would prepare detailed information in advance for her reference.

Takeshi Watanabe, a retired killer, has adopted a child. It should be a former enemy who came to seek revenge. The client's request is to let him die, and he doesn't pay attention to the method of death, so the "homework" requirement is simple and clear.

She calmly wrote as requested——

Watanabe Takeshi, dead.

Well, it's easily over.

After being forced to write for so many years, whether it's murdering money or saving lives, there is almost nothing she hasn't written about, and she has long since become numb.She doesn't have any sense of reality, and it's hard to imagine that a few simple strokes on white paper can change a person's life drastically.

Putting on the cap of the pen, Pian Wu stared at the window for a while, and after an unknown amount of time, she heard the sound of brisk footsteps coming from the corridor, which was completely different from the dullness at home.

--coming.

The sun scrambled to squeeze in through the crack of the door, and pushed the door open as if it had been injected with majestic vitality. The pink-haired girl walked in with a smile, as if bringing the breath of spring into the dreary room.

The person who led her in walked in, he whispered a few words to the supernatural power users who were monitoring her, and they actually left the room together.

Pianwu watched them leave in disbelief. Ever since she was imprisoned, the monitors had never left, and she would never let her leave their sight except for washing.

She subconsciously looked at the surveillance camera in the corner. Could it be that the Patriarch finally had a conscience attack and allowed her to breathe?

"A piece of fog."

A large shadow fell on her body, she raised her head following the voice, the girl with cherry blossom pink hair put her hands on the desk with a smile, her face was reflected in her eyes of the same color as her hair.

"I'll take you away." Immortal Yuan said with a smile.

Pian Wu opened her eyes wide in astonishment, she almost thought she had heard wrong.

"I know, you're locked up here."

"..."

"They were dismissed by me."

"..."

"It's okay, Pianwu, it's over."

"..."

Immortal Plain extended an olive branch of freedom.

Pian Wu stared at the hand in front of her without moving, her emotions fluctuated for a few seconds, and she quickly calmed down. She asked softly, "How did you do it?"

"I am a person with supernatural ability, and the supernatural ability is hypnosis." Undead original said, "But my strength is not strong enough, and I can only succeed by repeating it again and again, corroding them like a ****."

No wonder, this can explain all kinds of anomalies.

The black-haired girl half-closed her eyes, and calmly judged the possibility of following her to leave smoothly—no, she didn't need to leave with Undead at all, the watcher was taken away, there was pen and paper by her side, no one could control her , then she can write down any text she wants.

She thought for a while and said, "You go first."

Regardless of whether he can escape smoothly, Undying Yuan should try not to get involved with her.

If she hadn't escaped, there was no doubt that Undying Yuan would end up the same as the last person with supernatural powers who tried to take her away, she would definitely die.

If she escaped, Lihua Luojia would not let Undying Yuan go, but she couldn't stay by Undying Yuan's side to protect her for the rest of her life.

She hated the Lihualuo family very much, but she never thought of killing them all.They are different from the Estoraneo family that Liudao Mukuro encountered. Apart from locking her up, they have not harmed her substantially. They have indeed managed to protect her tightly. Those who tried to kill her all failed in the end. .

She just wanted to leave here and have no contact with Li Hualuo.

Undying Yuan slowly put down his hand, walked around the table to Pian Wu, pulled her up from the chair, and said in a firm tone that could not be refused, "I will take you away."

Pian Wu was about to explain the reason to her, when suddenly, a bone-piercing chill shot up her back for no reason, and a sharp light flashed in front of her eyes, she subconsciously wanted to dodge to the side, but her body couldn't keep up with the reaction, the cold The sharp instrument pierced her body.

"...!"

A strong rusty smell gushed out of the throat, and slid down the corner of the mouth, the light purple eyes trembled with pain, a mist covered the wound on the abdomen, and thick blood dripped down the fingers.

"No wonder it's like brown sugar, you can't even shake it off..." Pian Wu stubbornly resisted the other party's attempt to stab or twist the knife, and smiled instead of anger, "I thought you were really a fool. "

"Kingta Immortal Hara, Akimoto Immortal...do you know these two names?" It was clear that the one holding the knife was Immortal Hara, but her hands were shaking more than the painful black-haired girl, "Li Hualuo Kill them...!"

Pian Wu tilted his head slightly, and really thought about it carefully: "I have no impression."

There are so many "homework" that needs to be done every day, how can she remember it.

However, Immortal's way of asking is very interesting.

She didn't seem to know that she did it by herself, otherwise she should have said "Do you remember these two names" instead of "Do you know these two names", and she would not have emphasized on Li Hualuo who killed them.

According to this logic, she doesn't know what her abilities are.

So, what is the reason why Undead wants to kill her?

"I hate Lihualuo so much, I hate you so much...I hate so much that I want to kill everyone here..." Immortal Yuan increased the strength in his hand, turned the knife abruptly, tears welled up, and his voice Full of despair, "But why do I like you so much?"

Pian Wu was stunned for a moment, then let go of the hand holding the knife, Bu Shi Yuan took the opportunity to stab the knife a little deeper, and she clenched her teeth tightly in pain.

"So, I thought of a good way to get the best of both worlds." The pink-haired girl bent her mouth and showed an ugly smile, "It's painful to be locked up here, right? It's okay, I'll take you out of here, and I'll help you out... ...It happens to be able to take away the most cherished person from Lihualuo's family, and my goal has been achieved..."

It turned out that taking her away meant leaving this world! ?

If it weren't for the pain so much that he didn't have the strength to distract and speak, Pian Wu would definitely yell at her and try to help her out just talking to herself, it's really inexplicable!She doesn't want to die at all!

This situation did not last long.

Lihua Luojia quickly discovered something was wrong. They broke free from the hypnotized state and rushed to the foggy room quickly. People like Undying Yuan who couldn't even stab her to death with a single knife couldn't do it at all. It is impossible to be the opponents of these superpowers, and they were subdued in the blink of an eye.

"It turned out that they came to seek revenge."

Patriarch Li Hualuo walked to the front from the end of the crowd, and looked coldly at Undead Yuan who had been arrested. He snorted softly, and turned to look at his sister's child. The knife in her abdomen had been pulled out, and her clothes were stained. It became blood red.

"How dare you hurt you..." There was twisted love in his eyes, "Pianwu, I decided to reward you with this opportunity, kill her."

Pian Wu's eyes widened in horror. She had never killed someone face to face, let alone someone she knew. She had always sat in the study and acted like an irrelevant recorder deciding the life and death of strangers.

"...Must it be me?"

Li Hualuo's Patriarch said dotingly: "She hurt you, so you should kill her."

Pian Wu raised her eyes to meet Undead Yuan's gaze, those pink eyes stared at her lifelessly, and the complex emotions of love and hate wrapped her tightly like a net.

Hate is real, but love is fake.

She bit her lip: "I don't want to."

……

Even if he expresses his wishes clearly, Pianwu has no room to refuse.

Under the order of the head of the house, the girl whose abdomen was still bleeding was forcibly pressed by several people in front of the desk, her hands and feet were firmly grasped, and a pen was stuffed in her right hand. Write on paper.

She couldn't resist at all, and watched in despair as crooked black characters appeared on the white paper one after another, and finally pieced together a complete sentence——

Undead Chihiro Hara, dead.

With the final touch, the ability took effect, her mind went blank, and she didn't even know when she was forced to write the wound healing words. By the time she realized, the bleeding from her abdomen had long since stopped.

The loosened piece of mist had no strength to hold the pen, and the pen in her hand fell on the table, making a crisp sound. She looked up at the pink-haired girl in a daze, and Immortal was taken away by that line of words, like a broken man. The threaded puppet fell to the ground.

Even so...

Even if a familiar person died in front of her because of the few words she wrote...

She still doesn't feel it.

The life that is extremely precious in the eyes of others, she easily dominates with a pen.

——In her writing, life is a child's play.

The 14-year-old Lihua fell into a piece of mist and realized this belatedly.

She stared blankly at the line of black words on the white paper, and the more she looked at it, the more creepy she felt, as if foul-smelling dark red blood would flow out of the black ink in the next second.

Her mind was buzzing.

She has always clearly understood the meaning of every line she wrote, but she has never witnessed all this with her own eyes, until it happened before her eyes, she actually felt a little ridiculous.

It's so ridiculous, it's like playing with her.

Love is false, but death is real.

If the classmate record is torn off, that love will disappear.

But if the paper in front of him is torn off, Immortal Yuan cannot come back to life, because death is irreversible.

Pianwu couldn't tell how she felt now, so many things happened on this day, she didn't have time to figure it out, she was so confused that she couldn't see herself clearly.

The monitors took away the pen and the piece of paper that fell on the table, and then went to dispose of the body of the immortal Chihiro Hara. Without the "tools of crime", she was as weak and harmless as a rabbit in their eyes. For a moment no one gave her attention.

She lowered her head, and her light purple eyes stared at the left hand hanging beside her without emotion. It was different from the clean right hand. Just now, this hand was used to cover the wound, and the bleeding was relatively large, and the blood on the hand had not yet coagulated. .

The chaotic brain instantly woke up.

She stretched out her hand expressionlessly, using her fingers as the pen holder, blood as the ink, and the table as the paper, she wrote a line of crooked words with her left hand unskillfully——

'Everyone in this house except me, go to hell. '