Miss Zashiki

"Master Yaolang, so you are here to deal with this cabinet... Uh, is there something wrong with it?"

Facing those two cool eyes, Fu Xiaozhang reflexively squeezed out a flattering forced smile, and talked to people cautiously.

In the meantime, she peeked at the cabinet covered with white talismans, and couldn't help complaining silently in her heart: Could it be that this cabinet has become a gem?Then there is no need to use such a big battle to suppress it, right?

The drug seller looked at her, his slender eyelashes blinked slowly, and there was a subtle and inexplicable confusion between his brows and eyes:

"Are you here, here, to do, what?"

Fu Xiaoyue listened intently to his words, and every time he paused, she would subconsciously pause her head, until she was sure that the words had finally come to an end, and then she turned around to repeat the sequence, organize logic, understand the meaning of the sentence.

——It’s like listening to a babbling child’s immediate sense of sight...

Of course Fu Xiaoyue didn't dare to speak out his association, and answered the other party's question honestly.

"Ah, I'm just here to give medicine to this dog that's locked here...it was seriously injured before," she said, pointing to the medicine jar that was put aside, "by the way, this bottle of medicine I bought it from you, is it for internal use or external use?"

The drug seller glanced at the medicine jar she was pointing at, and said coldly, "It's all useless."

...Even if the dog is indeed half-breathed, as a doctor, you don't have to be so straightforward with your words, right?

Fu Xiaoyue laughed dryly, trying to save the atmosphere of the conversation: "Ha...ha, you have to have hope, anyway, the medicine has already been bought, so it's not bad to try it."

The drug seller glanced at her again, and frowned slightly, as if he disliked her ability to understand:

"I mean, the medicine isn't working."

"Oh?" She was stunned: "So is the effect of the medicine too weak? Can you replace it with a better medicine for me? I can pay you the difference."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Xiaoyue saw a look of disdain similar to "how could there be such a stupid monster" in the eyes of the other party.

...What, is it still wrong?So what exactly does he mean?

etc--

Uh.

It's not what she thinks, is it?

Fu Xiaoyue was very entangled immediately, and asked tactfully, "Mm...Mr. Yaolang, this medicine...what kind of medicine is it?"

The drug seller in this compartment lifted his delicately curved chin lightly, his beautiful face was not stained with common dust, and even in a small dark and remote room, his elegance and beauty were not diminished in the slightest.

"Sleep."

……

——How can you sell fake medicines so confidently! ?

Probably because her expression was a bit too resentful, the medicine seller clicked his tongue softly, and explained impatiently: "What do you know? As long as you stay in this room for a day, no matter what medicine you use, it won't be able to save its life. Sleeping pills at least make it a little less painful, silly little monster."

Fu Xiaoyue finally managed to ignore tons of sarcasm, and caught the point of these words:

"This room? What's wrong with this room?"

Fei Li's slender eyes were slightly squinted, and when she touched the tall cabinets lined up by the wall, the cold pool-like eyes were as cold as materialized:

"As a monster, can't you feel it?"

Fu Xiaoyue quickly followed suit: "What do you feel?"

The corners of the dark purple thin mouth slowly opened and closed, uttering two words with a cold tone:

"Stick, complain."

Although she didn't understand it, she followed it silently twice, and Fu Xiaoyue still couldn't figure it out, but she managed to determine a central idea——

This room is tricky!And the problem is likely to be on this cabinet!

Thinking about it this way, a series of thoughts emerged one after another.

Oikawa once mentioned that in the past, every time Inugami left the arena, he was locked in this room "as a rule"—was this intentional?

Before Deci left just now, he emphasized "don't touch anything in this room casually", but now that he thinks about it, it probably doesn't mean what she mistakenly thought - does he know something?

The doll, Tokuji was playing with it before she arrived, and she saw him put it in a certain drawer of the cabinet—the cabinet!

And the drug seller in front of him—was it really just a coincidence that he appeared in this brothel at this time?

Fu Xiaoyue felt that something flashed in her head like lightning and flint. She grabbed it desperately, and asked hastily: "When I asked you to buy medicine before, you said, 'It's medicine for dogs again. ', so there must have been other people who bought this medicine from you before...and you happened to live in this place yesterday, and now you appear in this room again... Did you know the existence of the dog god?"

Hearing her yelling, the drug seller remained calm: "Yes."

Fu Xiaoyue swallowed his saliva with some difficulty, feeling his throat tightened: "So, did someone buy medicine from you and use it on it?"

"Yes."

A figure faintly appeared in her mind, but she still whispered for confirmation: "...Who is it?"

The pharmacist's cold eyes cast silently on the black dog in the corner - the dog was surrounded by the same talisman paper, and in the center, the blood-stained black dog was losing consciousness and falling into a deep sleep.

"Its master is named Tsukada."

……really.

If only to deal with a half-dead dog, Oikawa and Tokuji have no position to go to such a complicated situation to set up such a complicated situation, it is indeed Tsukada who ordered all this behind the scenes!

but--

Fu Xiaoyue couldn't help but see the scene of the man's violent violence before.

What is the significance of Tsukada doing this?Is it just pure sadism at work?Or is he mentally twisted to the point where he takes pleasure in torturing his dog, even resorting to messy and dangerous sorcery?

The drug seller seemed to see her confusion, his feather-like eyelashes quietly closed, and his voice was also as light as a feather:

"He wants it, demon refining."

Fu Xiaoyue's eyes widened in an instant, and he opened and closed his mouth several times before he managed to make a sound, which was so unbelievable that he almost let out a weak breath.

"……what?"