As we all know, winding zero is a human being

After clearly stating that he has no interest in religion and does not want any believers at all, Zero Choice gave up thinking about all things related to child grinding.

If you think too much about this kind of thing, it is really easy to drop the san value. He found that his spirit is already very unstable now, so he should stop doing this kind of nonsense.

Giving up thinking is really a good option for self-deception and escapism, use it first.

Regardless of Ling, the leader who was still hanging behind him, he walked towards the courtyard to the north.

Although the courtyard is not locked, no one enters or exits. The moonlight shines on the courtyard, and the prostitute Taro sitting on the steps of the door is absent-minded, and even he and Tong Mo approached and did not notice.

A few new slender wounds were added to the body and were wrapped under the bandages. Even the bandages that I had been tidying up, which always looked messy, still couldn't cover them all.

The prostitute Taro woke up when they approached his eyes, he pursed his lips tightly and looked not in a good mood, but still pretended to be indifferent.

He asked, "What are you doing here?"

"...What? Don't let me visit?" Zero handed over the package containing the food brought to him, "Is Xiaomei okay?"

The prostitute Taro grinned reluctantly: "It's okay."

He looked down at the package he opened in his hand, Xiaomei was so calculating, and Zero always prepared the same things for them, which seemed to mean that neither side was biased.

Even now it is useless.

Looking at him like this, Ling knew it must be not very good. He didn't say anything, but just quietly looked at the house where the doors and windows were closed tightly.

After that night, he never saw Xiaomei again, and he didn't know how she was doing now, could she still recognize her, or had she forgotten everything?

Looking at the wounds on the prostitute Taro, it is difficult for him to make an optimistic judgment.

But Tong Mo dismantled the prostitute Taro's statement without any discernment: "The little girl is not very good, is she? I live in the east courtyard, and I can always hear the little girl making noises."

"...You!" The prostitute Taro has complicated feelings for Tong Mo. On the one hand, he is the ghost who brought Xiaomei back from the brink of death, but the torture that Xiaomei is suffering now is also thanks to him.

Perhaps he would have to add an ancestor of ghosts whom he thought he had never met.

Zero moved a little closer and wanted to take a look at Xiaomei through the window, but he only took a few steps closer, and the sound of something being overturned immediately came from the room.

The simple door was quite strong, and Xiaomei, who had tossed a lot, couldn't break out directly.

The prostitute Taro couldn't hide it, so he said, "Xiaomei, she still remembers me, but..."

"I remember you scratched you." Seeing the prostitute Taro's expression paused, he sighed, "Indeed, even if I remember, Xiaomei is always the same..."

"She doesn't remember the name."

The young man interrupted him, the eyes in the hoarse voice were dim and hard to discern: "I called this name, but she didn't respond."

Tong Mo sighed in a low voice as if regretting, but Ling didn't know what expression to make.

The low trees in the courtyard are gently blown by the wind, and there is only one tree with green leaves before the season. Everyone can recognize that it is a flower tree that will bloom red plums after the first snow.

The leader of the Eternal Bliss Cult doesn't know why he always pays so much attention to these minutiae. If he can dress up and behave normally, such thoughts will be welcome.

"I want to see her." Zero didn't think much, he pointed to the saber on his waist, "I wrapped several layers of cloth on purpose, and wrapped it with cotton, so it won't hurt Xiaomei."

His lingering physique is gone. Does the quality of thin blood have any effect other than testing the willpower of ghosts? !

Have it?

But seeing Zero's complete preparations, the prostitute Taro still hesitated and stopped at the door.

Zero thought it was because he didn't want him to see his younger sister who had become like this, so he said kindly: "There is still a way...just find the blue Bana flower."

Tong Mo heard a certain key item and looked towards it very quickly: "What a coincidence, I remember that you first came to Wanshi Bliss Sect, and the excuse you used to dispel doubts was the blue Bana flower, right?"

Seeing Ling's expression of not wanting to talk about it, he smiled slyly and nodded his forehead: "My memory is different from that of a little girl, I remember everything, okay?"

The prostitute Taro hurriedly asked: "Then, can that thing change Xiaomei back?"

"That is, even if..."

Zero became suspicious when he heard his hesitant words, but he didn't know the exact medicinal properties of the blue Bianhua, so he couldn't give a clear answer: "Do you think the present ghost is really the ghost in the storybook legend? ?”

Tong Mo, who seemed to know what he was going to say, remained silent, but his body turned sideways quietly revealed his very curious inner activities.

"Tsuji... Wuyou-sama was also a human being at the beginning." After starting the conversation, the next thing seems to be not so difficult to say, and Zero hurriedly took the life of the ancestor of the ghost-after all, it is not for others to know s things.

He only said that the incomplete prescription lacked a single medicinal ingredient, and after listening to it, Tong Mo and the prostitute Taro thought about the same things.

"Hey, if the disease is cured, it will probably turn back into a human being, right?" Tong Mo tapped his forehead with the golden fan in annoyance, "If you can't lead the believers to the ultimate bliss, it seems a bit difficult to make a choice?"

After speaking, he shook his fan indifferently: "Well, let's talk about it later, as for me—it doesn't matter."

The prostitute Taro obviously didn't think as much as he did, he just nodded indiscriminately: "If you can, if you can change back—"

Zero coldly asked him: "So can I go into the house to see Xiaomei?"

He was caught off guard by this question, and the prostitute Taro was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't stop him.

The door of the dark room was opened all of a sudden, and Ling picked up the softly wrapped saber and pressed it in front of him. He didn't know whether to smile or not, watching Xiaomei's forehead hit there. above.

The snow-white skin that was reddened by hitting the ground returned to its original state in an instant. He pushed Xiaomei to walk in, seeing that the beautiful girl could still show such a lively look, his eyes inevitably softened.

Seems like nothing is bad...

Before he could finish his thoughts, something seemed to touch his feet between the cabinet and the table that Xiaomei had tossed and tossed on the floor before. Ling looked down and almost couldn't block Xiaomei's hand that was stretched towards him.

Zero closed his eyes and asked Taro the prostitute without looking back, "Is that why you don't let me in?"

"Where is it?"

"I said that the little girl seems to be less noisy than usual." The second Tong Mo who stepped into the house with his clothes lifted didn't need to look at him. He already knew everything outside the house with a smile on his mouth. Wrong, there is one less believer."

The blood has dried up, but it still looks like a severed limb.

The prostitute Taro became irritable when he heard Zero's tough tone. He scratched his neck and said bitterly, "I killed the person... so what?!"

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei—"

Looking back, Ling only saw something in his eyes that shocked him, so he couldn't help but took a step back.

This step also allowed De Xiaomei to successfully leave a long bloodstain on his arm.

The smell of thin blood suddenly disperses in this small room. Tong Mo squinted his eyes and was able to hold back, but the slit in Xiaomei's pupils shrank a little, and the small body couldn't help but feel it. Where did the strength come from, the layer of cloth covering the saber was torn apart in an instant.

The white cotton wool also floated out, floating slowly in the air like willow catkins.

The prostitute Taro said fiercely, "Where were you when she was kidnapped?"

"Where were you when I was tangling with those lackeys?"

"When she, she was so hungry that she wanted to eat me, where were you?"

"It's too much?" Tong Mo turned his head to look over, and there was a hint of warning in his tone, "Your Excellency is so kind to you, why are you using me as a tool to find the little girl?"

The human touch he had always wanted to show looked decent at this moment, but it only felt more harsh to the ears when he heard nothing.

A few drops of blood dripping from his arm landed on Xiaomei's cheek, and he wanted to wipe it off, but he couldn't do it.

When Zero retreated from the house step by step, his footsteps seemed to be stepping on the thin ice floes on the river surface, and he didn't know if he took a wrong step, he would fall into the bitterly cold river water.

There is no room to retreat and no direction to go forward. He seems to be stuck on this road.

The prostitute Taro, who was looking up at him with his neck up, seemed to regret it at this moment, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't utter any words, and the more silent he was, the more he couldn't speak.

"I don't want to stop you either." Zero suddenly wanted to open it, and didn't look at the re-closed door, his tone seemed to be lamenting how round the moon was.

It's just that the thick clouds have covered the night even more darkly, and mottled traces are surging above the head.

He couldn't save anyone anyway.

Tong Mo noticed something different, he was not interested in being a megaphone to repeat the words that the prostitute Taro choked in his throat, and he didn't feel uneasy: "What do you want to do, Your Excellency?" ?”

"Can't you see it?" Zero let out a long breath, and looked back with a smile, "I don't want to care about these things anymore, who cares who loves who cares, what does these grievances have to do with me as an ordinary person."

It's hard for Tong Mo to agree with his words: "Ordinary people? Don't say that."

"There are thousands and thousands of mundane people in the world, and I only saw someone like you..."

Zero originally wanted to hear what good words Tong Mo could have for him, but he was taken aback for a moment, seeing the affection level that jumped to the full mark at some point, and suddenly felt that it was hard to describe.

What is fate? It wouldn't be so considerate to give you a pillow when you're sleepy, right?

He doesn't count on the prostitute Taro and Xiaomei. Xiaomei, who has lost most of her memory, has reached a figure that is neither embarrassing nor embarrassing even though her favorability has not dropped.

And because of Xiaomei's matter, the prostitute Taro is also blaming him.

Originally, he thought it would take a few years to resign from this position, but the current leader of the Bliss Sect gave him a pleasant surprise.

At this moment, the more Ling looked at Tong Mo, the more pleasing to his eyes, he just nodded when Tong Mo said anything, and the way Tong Mo looked at him, felt for the first time that he had punched the cotton again.

This is quite novel, but I don't like it very much when I experience it.

So the leader stopped laughing, and with an unpredictable look on his face, he said like a reminder: "Your Excellency seems to be planning something not so good... If Mr. Wu Mi blames it, what should we do?"

"Why bring up such a disappointing thing... If he really wants to ask, you just say you don't know."

Tong Mo thought to himself that you are the only one who dares to say that.

"Just treat it as a natural disaster that took me away."

What is unacceptable?