As we all know, winding zero is a human being

After waiting for a while, when the weather in early spring gradually improved and was not so cloudy, Ling picked a bag of local lily-of-the-valley seeds one evening and planted them in the garden.

The evening sun was burning on his hair, and Wu Mi just stood in front of the French windows on the second floor and looked at him.

The moist cultivation soil is covered in the flowerbed, the seeds are sprinkled according to the plant density and then watered thoroughly, which means that the planting is over.

When he looked up again, the scalding fireball had completely submerged below the horizon, and the residual heat of the setting sun was still on Ling's body. When he packed up his tools and stood up with a small bucket in his hand, he found that Wu Mi was standing behind him.

The casual three-piece suit is still a suit, and the white silk hat is soft and docile.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi didn't seem to realize how complicated his expression was hidden under the brim of his hat.

"Do not move."

I don't know how long Wu Mi, whose behavior has become more and more weird recently, has been watching. Zero said that he didn't dare to move.

But after the usual commanding tone, the other party just frowned and wiped his cheek lightly with the pulp of his finger, and then twisted.

Staring at the flowerbed that had just been planted and nothing could be seen, Wu Mi's eyes were full of disgust: "These things are more important than what I ordered you to do?"

Ling wiped his face, and blinked without consciously making himself dirty: "The seeds have been planted, so you have to be responsible for them."

This is a new word, and Wu Mi feels quite meaningless to it.

After calming down that day, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi was just a matter of finding a rope to tie Zero Bundle to his body or throwing him directly into Infinity City. Although the hope of being at your fingertips and not needing to be afraid of the sun is right in front of us, But he later found a reason for his behavior as a matter of course.

It was something that belonged to him, so why should he exchange it for it?

Abandoning what he has to pursue what has not been determined. Although he is not keen on fighting openly and covertly in the business field, Oniwu Tsuji Wuyou admits that he has never done business at a loss.

He didn't even think about what he would do if this object was replaced by other ghosts, such as a certain 400-year-old winding who made him displeased.

Wu Canxin said that it would be great if it was Tong Mo who was no longer afraid of the sun, and he had no resistance at all in exchange for such a thing, and was even willing to accompany him with a hard-working Yiwozuo.

(Yiwozuo:?)

Anyway, there is no need for Twelve Ghost Moons to exist in the future, so it doesn't matter even if it is Black Death Mou.

(Hei Si Mou: ??)

If Zero knew the psychological activities of Onimai Tsuji, he would only say that he really deserves to be you, and stand on a tall building and raise high to all his colleagues and run away.jpg.

But he didn't know it very well, or rather, he understood more things, which made him... the ghost looked even more heartless and laughed.

Even at this moment, he still has the courage to stick up with the ancestor of the ghost and joke: "If you regret it, I will always be here."

The cross on his forehead was beating faintly, and Wu Mi raised his hand and tapped on the same spot: "You'd better not wait until my patience is exhausted."

Zero held his forehead and finally looked serious. He rubbed the spot on his head that didn't hurt at all, and his pale complexion turned crimson as he pondered.

The task suddenly changed from finding a ghost who is not afraid of the sun to researching the conditions for the mutation that happened to him, but until now, no result has been reached.

It's not that he didn't think that maybe this is still inseparable from the blue Bianhua flowers he had eaten, but it's still a few days away from the blooming spring, and the weeds in the mountains are still very shallow, and he can't do anything about it Go get some fresh samples.

Second, if he really had to take medicine before turning into a ghost to maintain his first mutation in the past thousand years, how would he prove it, which is easy to say but extremely difficult to operate?

... Just find someone to stuff a handful of blue Bana flowers and then swipe to see if the other person can become a ghost who is not afraid of the sun?

Zero was so frightened by the idea of ​​jumping out that he didn't even notice that Wu Mi in front of him stopped, and bumped his head against the extremely hard back.

However, before he wondered what was wrong with his thinking, he saw the emotional change in the eyes of the ghost ancestor who turned to look at him.

It only took one breath from surprise to anger, and from anger to calm.

"Today's plan has changed...go to Infinity City."

Hearing the news, Ling felt something vaguely, so he temporarily put aside the necessary introspection and asked with some hesitation: "What happened?"

Wu Mi lowered the brim of his hat, and his straight eyes avoided the line of sight that should have met.

And after fully understanding the meaning of that sentence, Zero just let the curtain door appearing in front of him wrap him in a daze.

There are always cheap lights in the dark infinite city as a substitute for sunlight.

Glancing past the figures in front of him, he knelt down on the cushion next to Guiwu Tsuji Wuyan expressionlessly, and he felt that it was really dark here.

The inverted space gave them a sense of confusion and unreality, but all the Shangxian who were called here knew that Gui Wu Tsuji never joked.

Listening to that calm and indifferent voice, Zero felt that he could understand a bit:

"The prostitute Taro was defeated by the Demon Slayer Squad...the winding moon is missing."

Subordinate ghosts encounter death or betrayal, in different forms in the ancestor of ghosts.

The former is like countless bright candles placed in front of the eyes. Occasionally, one of them is blown out by a sudden wind, the flame dissipates, and the unburned lamp oil and wick no longer need to exist. Not even a trace can be left.

The small-probability event of betrayal has only happened twice. As the earliest betrayer, Miss Zhu Shi happened to be able to achieve it by taking advantage of Wu Mi's extremely weak state that was rare in a thousand years.

But even if there is a betrayal after getting rid of the control of the blood, Gui Wu Tsuji can still know the life and death of the other party with the blood of the ghost, but it is no longer possible to determine the position of the other party, or to control all the things that can be manipulated by them .

As for Zero, it wouldn't be strange if any accident happened to him again.

He even behaved innocently and obediently enough, which made Wu Mi hardly suspect that it was his active will that resisted his control.

So after all, the prostitute Taro is really dead, and there is no other possibility.

Inadvertently, his eyes almost all fell on himself, and Ling Banzhi turned his head to watch Tong Mo's sad performance with vibrato wiping his tears, and felt that the joys and sorrows between them were indeed not in common.

He touched the corners of his eyes for a long time, and found that he was not as sad as he imagined.

Babbling and crying for a long time meaninglessly, Tong Mo seemed to have just thought of something, and asked with a playful smile: "Oops, I recommended them? —— But what happened?" No one wants to do this kind of thing, sir, how do you think I should apologize?"

"Are you going to dig out the eyeballs yourself? Or..."

Before Wu Mi could express his calmness, Wu Bo actually told Tong Mo to shut up in disgust, Ling nodded.

He seemed to be a little bit more interested: "Dig!"

Tong Mo: "...?"

His hand holding the golden fan suddenly trembled, showing a feeling of being overwhelmed.

But Zero knew that he was still pretending: "The one with the number, hurry up."

"Is that so, do you like my eyes? Tell me earlier!"

Sure enough, after being coy for a while, Tong Mo hit it off with him, not only raised his head, plucked out his left eye, and threw it in his direction accurately, but also sent a right eye along the way.

He recovered in an instant, and the pair of eyeballs that fell into Zero's hands seemed to lose some of their spirit as he recovered.

Zero squeezed the eyeballs that felt Q and looked decently under the light. The colorful colors always gave him a strange feeling.

Even so, it is still beautiful and dazzling.

Wu Mi didn't know whether he was shocked or angry by his actions, and after a while he said in a tone that could not detect emotion: "If you dare to take it back, I will throw you out with this thing."

Zero heart said that there is such a good thing?

Others were silent, and the serious atmosphere caused by the death of the prostitute Taro seemed to be eased a little because of this weird incident, but it didn't seem to be there.

So Yuhu decided to say something that he thought the ancestor of ghosts would be very happy to hear: "My lord, I found news about the blue Bianhua... eh?"

The field of vision was reversed, and Wu Mi, who had previously disliked Tong Mo's eyeballs, raised his hand and pinched the jade pot's head in his own hand.

Ling stared at the huge amount of bleeding on the floor in front of him, and felt that every time he came to Infinite City, Ms. Ming did a very good job of sanitation. It was hard work.

"Don't let me hear this word again in the future." As he spoke, Wu Mi fell into deep thought.

Now there is no need to look for the blue Bana flower that betrayed his expectations, and the way to overcome the sun seems to be within easy reach.

Then what does he need these useless things for?

In the grasping hands, even the jade pot, which is hopelessly revered by Ghost Dance Tsuji, inevitably quieted down, and the dog was too afraid to make strange noises for a long time.

Maybe they need to be thankful that what they are facing is the serious and decent sitting posture of Hei Si Mou and Yi Wo Zuo.

Suppressing the extremely impulsive and dangerous thoughts, he thought without emotion.

However, as his gaze shifted, Tong Mo, who couldn't understand the atmosphere and was winking at Ling beside him, broke into his field of vision.

"Snapped."

Seeing the misfortune that Tong Mo encountered after suddenly confiscating that demeanor, Ling didn't panic at all after being caught and grabbed the bag, and looked back innocently.

Um, deserting and gossiping at the meeting... You have to think about whether this meeting is too boring, right?

"Since it's empty, go and find the headquarters of the Ghost Killing Squad for me."

It seems that he has finally figured out where to put the useful chess pieces. There are no indicators and no deadlines. If a normal person encounters this kind of boss and receives this kind of task under normal circumstances, he probably would have collapsed long ago.

However, the crowd is no stranger to it—when Oni Wu Tsuji has some very important actions recently, he will always ask Twelve Oni Moon to come forward to contain the actions of the Demon Slayer Squad.

In the past, the lower strings were used, but this time because of the prostitute Taro, did they let them take action?

"Don't sound those boring wills." Wu Mi listened to the heartbeat below, and his mood sank again, "Is the matter now, even the winding has fallen?"

It's easy to say, you blame it, why should you add this?

Thinking of the tired baby whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Ling suddenly felt a little flustered.

Thinking of a certain possibility, he raised his hand and asked, "Are you still alive?"

As he asked, he thought, if he received another piece of bad news, he might as well settle it all at once today.

Zero's question was straightforward, but when the name was mentioned in the past, Guiwu Tsuji's mood could barely be mentioned, so this action was mistakenly recognized by Guiwu Tsuji as a rescue: "Why, want to see him?"

"No, just to confirm."

He shook his head nonchalantly, but he didn't know that he interrupted Wu Mi, who was really in a better mood, and wanted to go with him to see Tired.

The content-poor meeting was as shallow as the stream that appeared after the rain. After confirming that there were no other colleagues who did not want to stay longer, they chose to resign tremblingly, and those who wanted to stay longer were also forcibly sent away.

Hei Simou, who left last, moved unhurriedly, and he didn't say anything, but the confusion in his eyes clearly explained the problem.

Thank you, he is not Tong Mo, even if the story that happened to him as a ghost now makes him unable to laugh at half a hundred steps, but at least Hei Si Mou thinks his way of thinking is normal.

The news of the prostitute Taro's death came suddenly, and the changes in Zero made him feel even more sudden.

Tong Mo's two solitary eyeballs were pitifully thrown aside after Wu Mi hooked his fingers in a certain direction, and there was no figure in the seemingly engrossed eyes.

Soggy and heartless puppy.

But who is that?