[Go Soul Natsume's Book of Friends] Guang Xia

No.30 times

terrible.

When the two sat on the floor in the familiar Japanese room, this was Natsume's only thought at this time.He tightly protected the luggage bag in his arms, which contained "Book of Friends", Ryo-kun's paper pinwheel, and the most important chessboard of Hikari Shinto.Nanase brought tea, and Natsume was still trying to save his luggage and never let go.

The field seemed to see through what Natsume was protecting, and sneered: "If I want to grab that chessboard, do you think you can stop it?"

"You didn't want the chessboard." Natsume was surprised that he could remain calm in such a situation, "otherwise you would have taken it many years ago."

"Heh, you still have some brains." Dechang held up his teacup, skillfully concealing the momentary discoloration and turmoil in the corners of his eyes.

Natsume didn't want to stay in this place for long at all.There is Liuhua waiting outside, I believe that the field will not do anything to him.He decided to get straight to the point: "The blood that sustains Mr. Zuo Wei...is it still there?"

The field did not immediately answer.Natsume's heart was beating very fast, and she had a strange premonition.There are too many secrets in this house hidden in the shadow of the forest and the bottles and jars inside. These Natsume have sensed it long ago and are extremely disturbed by it.

At this moment, Tokuba slowly took out a black jar from his pocket and threw it in front of Natsume.

"You might as well pour the liquid inside on Shinto Hikari's chessboard and try it out."

Natsume's mind went blank for a moment.He picked up the little jar.The cold touch is like a needle prick.The process of getting the answer is easier than imagined.But it was because of the simplicity that he was even more disturbed!Yes the field took the blood off the board!Zuo, what kind of existence is it to Shiba Shizuji?Why didn't he get rid of Zuo in Tokyo?

Natsume felt countless question marks rising from his heart like smoke, surrounding Zuowei and Demon Eliminator, slowly gathering upwards, and what condensed out was the golden light of that rainy night.

He didn't think about it any more, and took out the chessboard from his backpack.

Pour all the dark red liquid in the jar onto the nineteen-way chessboard.

Viscous dark red blood spread across the disk, forming a strange shape, and finally stood still.A burst of extremely faint white light.A few rustling winds sounded like the flapping of the skirt.

Xia Mu's eyes widened.

He didn't see anything, but something clearly changed in the space, like a trace suddenly appeared on a foggy window, or like a grain of soft sand thrown into a calm water.Xia Mu stretched out his hand hesitantly and waved it on the chessboard, but what he touched was nothing but void.

"He is a ghost, how could you touch him?" Dechang said.

Natsume turned his head abruptly: "What?!"

"Could it be that Hikari Shinto never told you that Sato Fujiwara is just a ghost obsessed with obsession?" Toba looked at Natsume coldly.

"..." Natsume was suddenly speechless.Guang never personally told him the ins and outs between him and Zuo Wei, not a single word.

Maybe it was because of hearing the name of light, Natsume felt the air in front of him tremble invisible, as if someone was breathing rapidly.

"Mr. Zuowei?" Natsume called out cautiously, stretching out his hand like a blind man to grope, "Mr. Zuowei, you are right in front of me, aren't you?"

No answer.But Natsume felt it.Eyes are powerful.A pair of eyes stared at him softly and silently.

Natsume was in a hurry.He stood up abruptly and looked down at Zhang Chang: "What's going on?!"

The field gave Natsume an extremely weird smile.

"I can't help it. I've already used most of the bloodstains. Sato Fujiwara's breath of life is very weak, and he can't condense into a specific human form, nor can he make a sound."

Why did you let go of this non-my kind of chess soul in the first place, leaving behind the last breath?

Just a moment of weakness!

Sometimes people don't even know themselves.Kawasoe Mayu was his disaster.His ruthlessness can prevent countless monsters and human beings with ulterior motives, but he can't prevent the person next to his pillow from giving him the deadliest knife.He left Tokyo, showed off his strength everywhere, and finally became the most disgusting kind of person to her.

Can't love me anymore?Then come and hate me.

She suddenly took the initiative to look for him, and he was full of anticipation, but she said, "Can you not eliminate Sai? I like his chess, and his death will be a huge loss."Aside from her own obligation as a demon extermination person, it turns out that his Zhang Jingsi's status in her heart is not as good as a pawn and a ghost!She is willing to be merciful to ghosts and monsters playing chess, but she forgot to give a little mercy to her former lover.

"I will get rid of all those you have pity on."

The results of it?what's the result!

Natsume Takashi actually brought Shinto Hikari's chessboard here!

Zhang Jingsi picked up the empty bottle on the ground, his knuckles turned white quickly.He said he would kill Sai, but he gave Sai a sigh of relief; he forced Qing Lan away from the professional chess world, but he didn't kill them all. He just hoped that she would say: Please, help me.Then, go back to him.

"I haven't studied ghosts. He may disappear, or he may not. You, figure it out." He said this lightly, and walked out of the Japanese room.

Natsume felt dizzy.He had never been in such a state: never a monster, never a ghost.Sawai Fujiwara came back, but she had no body, no voice, and couldn't touch it.Even he, who is born with powerful spiritual power, can't see it, let alone Shinto Hikari, let alone ordinary people.

Fujiwara Sakai, does it exist or not?

It was as if tiny silkworms were tearing at a corner of my heart, and the golden light shattered all over the place.Natsume understands the desolation that exists but is no longer perceived by anyone.Natsume wanted to look at Zuowei, but he didn't know where to look, so he unconsciously fixed his eyes on the only bright color in the yard.It was a wisteria flower that Kazuki had failed to bloom.Nanase, who was wearing a kimono, was pruning branches, making a clicking sound.

"It's all cause and effect..."

Withered wisteria flowers fell to the ground.Natsume stared fixedly at the void, and carried the chessboard and the backpack containing "Book of Friends" into her arms.The wind blows through the eastern forest, and the shadows of the trees dance.The bloodstains on the chessboard gave off a faint but warm light, as if he had always been there and never disappeared.People say "seeing is believing", and Natsume has suffered a lot for this.But now, when he couldn't see it himself, would he believe there was something there?

Natsume smiled slightly:

"Mr. Zuowei...please go home with me first.

"I will find a way to reunite you with Shinto-kun."

The author has something to say:

As I said now, the way of coming back is different from what you expected. [A certain melon tops the pot and escapes]