As we all know, winding zero is a human being

To say that suddenly there was an extra guest in the building, and those who had been paying attention upstairs and downstairs would not have noticed it, but the so-called darkness under the lights, because Ling walked with him, Tong Mo didn't cause any trouble. How many people pay attention.

Uh, it should be said that it did not attract attention, but that it did not arouse suspicion.

Along the way, Tong Mo's beautiful seven-color eyes looked at the girls in the house countless times, and his good looks, to be honest, also got frequent responses from the girls.

Eyes swirled, if Ling hadn't caught the leader, who saw the little girl was about to lose his way, he suspected that this guy would have gone happily to have fun with the girls early in the morning.

It may also be the most unpopular moment of his life.

"Well, what is your Excellency looking for from me?" Tong Mocai moved his reluctant eyes away from a little wandering girl beside him, feeling a little aggrieved, "I can only let you go." Seeing it in front of your eyes but not being able to eat it, how tortured is it?"

Little Younv didn't know that what he meant was actually an act in the literal sense, so she picked up the round fan and hid her face shyly.

And hearing his stern words, as if he owed him a lot, Ling just pointed at him: "Are you human?"

To this, Tong Mo actually showed me a shy smile: "Your Excellency, what a boring question~"

Ling retracted his arms and shook the small bumps on his body. After thinking about it, he didn't want to touch any part of this guy's body, so he simply grabbed the end of the golden fan that Tong Mo was holding in his hand.

That fan is as cool as the guy in front of you when you grab it, and it still has a little weight in your hand.

Tong Mo, who was caught by his fan, didn't know why and stopped making trouble. It is reasonable to guess that some ghost ancestor who was still paying attention warned him, so he led him like a puppy. Back to the room.

The prostitute Taro has already gone out of Matsui House to look for it, and he also asked the landlord, but he didn't get an answer and could only give up.

Standing by the door, Tong Mo looked at Ling rummaging in the room and had no time to pay attention to him, so he could only spin his fan in boredom and play: "The smell of lying is so obvious, can't you hear it?"

"..." Zero's eyes darkened slightly.

When I asked just now, the landlord of Matsui House was obviously incoherent, obviously knowing something but unable to say it.

Now that he had this guy by his side, Ling didn't bother talking to that man. He took out the flower hairpin that Xiaomei wore most often, and handed it to Tong Mo: "Since your nose is so good, you can smell it if someone lies or conceals it." Come out, then smell this?"

Previously, one could tell a person's age, appearance and habits just by smell, so it shouldn't be difficult to find someone, right?

Tong Mo covered his face with a fan, and said accusingly, "What do you think of me?"

It's nothing, just a tool ghost.

"That," Ling turned his head to look back at him, "it's meaningless if you say it, just say whether you smell it or not?"

Tong Mo took it over with a sigh, twisted the end of the hairpin with his fingertips and sniffed it lightly, then his expression rose under the watchful eyes of zero danger: "Oh? Is it the smell of a nice little girl?"

After closing the golden fan, the corners of his lips were exposed. I just don't know if this guy just laughed after he realized that the job was not bad, or he was actually smiling all the time.

Zero asked bluntly, "Can you find her location?"

Tong Mo thought for a while: "Your Excellency, stand a little farther away. Although the little girl smells good, she is not thin blood. You are disturbing my efficiency by standing here~"

With a blank expression on his face, he retreated to the corner of the room. He watched Tong Mo turn around and then raised the golden fan in one direction: "Did you go in that direction?"

Looking far away from the window on the second floor, Ling's heart sank a little.

That is the direction out of Yoshiwara.

The gate on the northwest side is the only exit from Yoshiwara, and there is no time to appreciate how entangled the green threads of the willows on the left side of Yimonzaka are. He was out of sight.

Tong Mo clung to his side not too far away, inexplicably excited: "So you can run so fast? No wonder..."

Ling took the time to look back at Tong Mo, who was not struggling at all, and didn't want to talk to him much.

What a ghost, it's a pity that it just has a mouth.

The moonlight is gone tonight, but the night sky is filled with almost silvery long bands of stars, and the brilliant colors make the night sky that should be dark warm and bright.

From far away, he saw a familiar figure running towards him.

Seeing Xiaomei on the back of the prostitute Taro, he felt relieved, but when Ling approached, he felt in a daze as if something had punched him heavily in the stomach.

The new clothes just made were dyed the color of red plums, and the bright red things seeped into the bandages that the boy was still wrapping around habitually under the clothes.

Liushen Wuzhu gritted his teeth, not knowing how the boy who survived all the way couldn't utter any complete words after seeing Zero: "Save...save Xiaomei! Save Xiaomei!!!"

It turned out that it wasn't the blood that flowed from the wound when he was attacked.

The nearly penetrating wounds on Xiaomei's chest and abdomen made Ling even more flustered, and the blood couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Her face felt cold to the touch, just like, just like....

Tong Mo leaned over and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know when the unsheathed blade touched his neck without looking back.

His seven-colored pupils flickered, but in the end he just gently blocked it with the golden fan: "I want to remind you... someone is coming up ahead?"

"Catch up!" The leader of the samurai led a few subordinates, and they were not ordinary rogues by their attire, "I don't need any living, just take her head back and pay for it—"

After hearing such a sentence, Zero didn't even bother to identify their identities. The ghost-slaying swordsmanship is so easy to use when encountering people.

He thought to himself that he had killed quite a few ghosts, but it happened that he hadn't killed a single one.

Among the warriors who fell to the ground, only the leader was still conscious, even if he was trembling, he dared not look at Zero in fear.

And when his eyes touched Tong Mo's pale skin and abnormal expression, the warrior became even more frightened: "Ghost...it's a ghost, as expected, you, you were eaten by a ghost——"

"Eh?" Tong Mo saw that the gaze was still glued to himself, so he raised a smile and waved his hand innocently to the warrior, "What son? I don't like men, I only like fragrant and soft little men." girl?"

Zero clenched the knife in his hand tightly, and the words were almost bitten to pieces: "Who is your son?"

"Don't, don't eat me——" The leader of the samurai who seemed to be wearing a light helmet might have experienced something, and he couldn't help being frightened at all. He didn't know where the Bushido had been thrown, and said hesitantly: "Yes, it's Date House—the Date House of the Sendai Clan.”

But even if this surname came out, Zero still couldn't understand why his child was seriously injured, lying in a pool of blood... breathing and heartbeat were getting weaker and weaker.

On the contrary, Tong Mo raised his head and thought for a while, then asked him: "What's the relationship between the little girl and their son?"

"……One for a while."

It's not a happy ending, but it is indeed a period of one meeting.

"That's it, that's really pitiful." Tong Mo's tears, which he hadn't seen for a long time, fell inappropriately at this moment, "If I'm not wrong, that poor son who was eaten by a ghost , is it the cause of the Sendai domain rebellion?"

"...?"

The flames of war did not spread to Edo, so the people living here who heard the cruel words were just the talk of the streets.

As for why the war started, there were just a few reasons, and the insignificant four sons who stayed in the enemy's base camp also gave a proper reason to raise troops.

Under Tong Mo's smiling gaze, the samurai still told the news that Ling wanted to know.

In the near autumn season, the two sides who started fighting faced another very embarrassing situation.

This year was not a good year, and the tenacious disease also took the opportunity to make trouble. All of a sudden, there were a lot of problems with food and soldiers.

It's not just one family, both sides have the intention to stop the war, it's just the last fig leaf.

So Prince Date, who was "murdered" by the shogunate, changed completely. The cause of death had to be packed again before the truth came out, and another person had to be killed.

The one who made Mr. Date give up the great noble marriage and chose to linger in Yoshiwara Flower Street was of course the ogre who confused him and ate him.

"My son, my son's body was found near Yimonzaka outside of Yoshihara... and it is still lying in the prefecture in Edo, and the funeral has not yet been carried out."

The samurai said that the noble young man who had been hidden before could no longer see the appearance of worrying about everything, and it seemed that something extremely painful happened before his death.

And the clearly recognizable traces on his body can fully prove that it is not the handwriting of wild beasts or human beings at all.

In fact, Zero has almost never seen ghosts eating people, or seeing ghosts eating leftover corpses.

When he was in the Ghost Slaying Team, he usually killed the ghost when he was sure it was a ghost. Later, Wu Mi, who was the ancestor of ghosts, and his Twelve Ghost Moons never ate in front of him.

But just listening to that description also made Zero's body numb from his fingertips.

In fact, he knew that being eaten by ghosts was a very painful thing.

It's just because there are other more important things that he can't grasp and that he has lost, so that he deliberately forgets the pain.

"Uh……"

Tong Mo seemed to think of something, but he hesitated, and Ling could see what he was thinking at a glance.

As I said before, the oni's territory awareness is quite clear, not to mention... the one who now lives in Yoshiwara as if it is his new home is Oni Mai Tsuji.

Without the consent of the ancestor of the ghosts in this square city, it is impossible for even a single ghost to come in under the nose of Oni Wu Tsuji.

Intentionally or not, Mr. Date was eaten by Kibu Tsuji.

What an interesting story.

"Save...save Xiaomei!"

Even after seeing them deal with the pursuers, the prostitute Taro still did not let go of Xiaomei's hand, and he wrapped the clothes layer by layer on the girl's body in vain.

Xiaomei's bun was just like her neck at this time, hanging softly in his arms.

Zero was pulled back to his senses by his heart-piercing shouts, and suddenly felt that his surroundings suddenly became cold.

Tong Mo stared at the brothers and sisters for a while, and seemed to notice that his gaze was on her, so he smiled and said, "What should I do, Your Excellency? I have a way to save this little girl, huh?"

"Life is a precious thing, so cherish it~"

The young man looked over suddenly, as if a traveler in the desert looked at a mirage in the distance.

Whether it's their conversation or Tong Mo's appearance, it all reveals that he is as dangerous as a poppy, but the prostitute Taro just asks him hoarsely: "What can you do?"

He lowered his posture into the dust: "I just ask you to save Xiaomei..."

Tong Mo narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth between the siblings. He didn't answer right away but tentatively looked at Ling: "Your Excellency, what do you mean?"

Of course Ling knew that Tong Mo could wake Xiaomei up, and Shangxian Guiyue could separate out such a small amount of blood belonging to the ancestor of ghosts in her body, it was not difficult to create new ghosts.

Even after he hesitated for a long time, he still couldn't say a word.