As we all know, winding zero is a human being

There were still some embers left in the bonfire burning at his feet. This night he slept better than ever before, and his well-rested body allowed Zero to wake up naturally.

There was no dawn in the sky yet, so much so that he almost thought he had slept through the day.

The dew hangs on the berries by the roadside, and the ripe berries can be plucked from the tips with a single twist. After picking off a bag, Ling is ready to continue up the mountain with this gift in his arms.

He just wanted to listen to that nursery rhyme again.

The abandoned temple the girl mentioned can be found by looking up in the mountains and forests, and it was because he was a little late when he entered the mountains that he didn't notice it.

Blue tiles and red walls are accompanied by stacked straw everywhere, but there are three small houses, and the Buddha statue in the main hall has long since disappeared. It was clean, and there were also clear water and some wild fruits that could be collected in the mountains as tributes.

"Miss Mio...?"

As soon as Ling opened the door and walked in, he saw a boy wearing a tattered bunt, wiping his eyes and looking sleepily towards the door. After seeing clearly that it was him, a stranger, he woke up in a jerk.

He nervously took a step forward and blocked the door, only to realize that one of his hands was wrapped with a wooden pole and a bandage.

"That girl is called Meixu." Ling shook the bag of berries in his hand, trying to make himself look kinder, "She told me she lives here, so I came..."

guest?visit?These statements sound very strange.

Perhaps his harmless expression or the gift in his hand played a role-let's think it was the former, while Zero was still thinking, several other children were gradually attracted by their conversation.

This look made his mood more complicated.

The young children have more or less incomplete parts, and the found wood and bundled cloth become their limbs.

"Xiao Zhu, is this breakfast?" The youngest girl looked at the package he handed over to the boy with a longing expression, Ling looked at it for a while, and silently took out the few cakes left in her package.

Anyway, he wasn't as polite as Shitou's family... He still had some money on him, and he could buy food and the like after he finished eating.

With this experience, the children quickly became acquainted with Zero. He learned that most of these children were war orphans. Villages in defeated countries often could not escape the fate of being looted when they encountered enemy soldiers. often happens.

They were the last few surviving children in a village. Even so, the soldiers didn't let them go because they were young when they were chasing them. That's how their disabilities came about.

Hiding from place to place, eating and drinking until they met the girl named Mio.

Although it is not yet dawn, these children are very happy to be able to eat their stomachs. The boy named Xiaozhu is holding the leftover food and has been staring at the mountain road outside the door. He is waiting for Mio to come back and eat together. A full meal.

It was his actions that made Zero hear the unusual footsteps on the mountain path.

The girl who had always been calm and easy-going, who could be blown away with just a gust of wind, staggered and ran towards the temple from the mountain path. It was easy to see the panic and fear on Mio's face. She hugged her arms tightly with one hand. package, and covered his mouth with one hand, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Sister Meixu!" Xiaozhu seemed to know what happened to her, and quickly opened the fence door propped up with wooden sticks. He seemed to want to help but dared not step out of the yard, "Ah, could it be that sister Meixu went out and forgot?" Have you brought a sachet?"

"Yes, is it a monster?"

"No, it's okay, it's strange, monsters don't dare to come in, Miss Mio, run away—"

"Woo—Xiaozhu, I'm so afraid—"

Zero pulled out the torch and lit the rice stalks piled up at the door, and the suddenly lit fire illuminated the last section of the mountain road for Mio, and also illuminated the shadow trailing behind the girl.

The pain in his memory suddenly surged up when he saw the shadow, subconsciously pulled out the knife, he quickly rushed up and pulled Mio's sleeve, the reaction force of the pulling pushed her into the courtyard at once, and He also felt that his knife had hit the ghost.

That's right - it's a ghost, the kind of ghost that has no sympathy.

The ghost with a recognizable appearance and a unicorn on its head did not back down after suffering the pain. Zero saw the familiar longing in its eyes.

The ghost opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, he used his breath method violently and slashed at the knife embedded in its wound: "Shut up - I know I'm thin blood!"

Really, the good hero who saved the beauty turned into a disaster brought by him, how could he explain to the group of children behind him.

The faint and powerful slash cut off the small half of Oni's arm, but only a "click" was heard, and Zero's right hand holding the knife also made a crisp sound.

"..."

The grinning ghost holding his broken arm was still a little hesitant to escape, but when he saw this scene, he immediately laughed out a veritable howl of ghosts and wolves: "I thought I had met the ghost killing team, but it turned out that I was just pretending to be a samurai kid."

Ling Mian was calm on the surface but panicked inside, he changed the knife from his right hand to his left.

He really forgot his current body setting!

Even a child from a samurai family, who has been raised as a young lady, has never touched a sword. Even if he can use the breathing method of Teacher Yuanyi, his physical hardware cannot keep up.

It was also a smooth walk along the way and did not encounter any opportunity to draw the knife. It would be good to meet a ghost this time, and the right hand was broken directly.

"Flowers—everyone, hurry up and help the samurai—" Mio grabbed the fence door anxiously, and she also shouted at Zero: "Please come in quickly, monsters are afraid of the wisteria flowers that bloom all year round in the temple, as long as they boil It will run away by itself at sunrise!"

"It's afraid of the sun?" Something flashed through his mind, but he didn't grasp it all at once, and he adapted to the state of holding the knife in his left hand without any awkwardness, and it was impossible to back down—he clearly knew the so-called thin blood against ghosts. How strong is the attraction.

Looking at the suddenly broken sky, he probably had a plan in mind.

If he adjusts his strength well, his left hand should be able to withstand the sword technique supported by breathing.

Purple flowers and vines were wrapped around the stones, and the older children threw these stones at the ghost, who, as they said, stiffened and dodged the stones—or the wisteria flowers on the stones.

Zero seized the gap and chopped off the ghost's limbs, and then nailed the ghost to the ground exposed under the sky with a knife.

The punctual daylight burned the ghost into pieces of ashes, Ling withdrew his knife, and retreated into the courtyard holding his arm.

He turned his head and saw Meixu sitting on the ground as if exhausted, the rice balls in her arms fell down, and the children hurried over to pick them up, so as not to get dusty on the ground.

"You've been living in this kind of place?" Zero looked at their puzzled eyes and added, "This kind of haunted place?"

"Ghost? Is it the name of that kind of monster?" Mio shook her head, "Other places won't take us in. There are wars and monsters outside. This place is a bit remote, but there are wisterias that bloom all year round. Ghosts can't actually get in."

The wisteria flowers in the morning light were gently blown by the wind as if in response, and a few sporadic flowers fell on her long black hair.

The children collected the fallen flowers, and the ones that had been torn off to drive away ghosts were not wasted.Mio touched her girdle, and looked at Zero apologetically: "It seems that the sachet I brought accidentally dropped somewhere else and attracted this ghost."

"Please be sure to stay and take a good rest, at least you should take care of your arms before embarking on the journey, right?"

Zero looked at the wisterias all over the yard, and then at his own arm, so he accepted her invitation: "Ah... yes."

He is a professional in beating snakes with sticks.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year!

感谢在2020-12-3120:02:17~2021-01-0118:57:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Suning poetry;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!