As we all know, winding zero is a human being

Trapped in this impeccable house for a few days, Wu Mi obviously gradually fell into a mood called irritability.

Taking advantage of the cloudless day, Zero always makes sure that the sky is really unlikely to suddenly blow a layer of clouds and turn this sunny day into a cloudy day, and then put him in the house as a ghost and go out to find something to eat. Or something that two people can use.

If he came back and suddenly found that there was such a big ghost in the room that he said nothing, then he might really have a cardiac arrest.

First of all, I have to find a suit of clothes for the ancestor of the ghost who had a fight with Teacher Yuanyi (crossed out, unilaterally beaten), and then I have to find a way to find something I want to eat food.

The purse he was carrying shrunk visibly with the naked eye, and he was caught off guard by a combination of punches, guessing that the Ghost Killing Squad had already added him to the blacklist.

But fortunately, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Zero counted the days and paid attention to the surrounding environment. Maybe something happened inside the ghost killing team. The expected exploration and investigation did not appear in the nearby villages.

But even so, he is ready to transfer tonight.

Among other things, Wu Mi has mentioned several times in the past two days that they need to leave this place of right and wrong that is not too far away.

Zero felt that he didn't see anything else on Guiwu Tsuji Wumi's body, the word "gou" was really written on his face.

The sun in the sky began to slant to the west, Ling glanced at the hour, and started to rush back.

After all, although his daily call can always threaten Guiwu Tsuji very well now, but perhaps because he will not really attack him with the previous daily call to cause fatal damage to him, Wuyou's little move is the night The night did not stop.

Just because he can't leave doesn't mean that the ghosts under his control won't come to him.

Forget the unlucky ghosts I killed in the past two days, and the number of ghosts that Kimai Tsujimu screamed to come to meet him was too many to count with two hands.

Zero subtly thought, if this is placed in the Ghost Killing Team, his year-end KPI should also be at the forefront, right?

It's a pity that Yashiki Yiya hasn't settled this year's salary and bonus with him.

"You still know how to come back."

After turning around and closing the door, Ling heard Wu Mi say something faintly.

He leaned against the window and was careful not to touch the half of the light that might leak in, and his eyes were still staring at the direction outside the window.

"You miss me?" Even though he knew it was impossible, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi should be wishing that he would not come back at night, so that he could take the opportunity to escape.

Sure enough, listening to his more and more skinless and shameless words, he choked, and an offended expression appeared on his pale face.

Wu Mi tried everything in the past two days, whether it was anger or seduction, all methods failed to make her get away from him.

So he simply let go of that set, and the peace and quiet that he had been living in for several days really made him regain some of the feeling he used to have.

Although, he always felt that Wu Mi was holding back some big move...

Telling Gui Wu Tsuji Mumi about taking him out of this place tonight, Ling chose a corner to sit down with his eyes closed, waiting for the sunset to completely fall below the horizon.

Thank you for inviting me to decide this matter unilaterally without asking Wu Mian's opinion. It feels really cool to let him completely control everything.

Very cool.

As for how to operate it, and what kind of mood Ghost Dance Tsuji is in right now, he didn't think about it for the time being.

The same can't go out, and there is no fun to talk about. He believes that Wu Mi will accept this proposal after weighing it.

And after Ling closed his eyes, Wu Mi frowned and looked out of the window for the last time, before crouching silently.

If he could see the deep meaning in those snake-like pupils, he would be very vigilant about the next trip.

They traveled along the stretching and calm rivers to stay in hotels in various cities, the shortest was three or two days, and the longest was six or seven days, and the journey lasted more than a month.

The stars in the night twinkle and twinkle, just to save face for a moment, and after encountering some brighter things, they will hide themselves in embarrassment.

The first-string moonlight is in the sky, the city has just fallen asleep, and there are two or three pedestrians walking under the open windows.

The business of this hotel in the zero-selected location is not very good, the huge two-story building is almost reserved by him, and the owner of the hotel will not easily step into the house where Wu Mi lives under his request.

From the look in his eyes, he probably regarded them as noble children who came out of a certain big family and traveled here.

Here he would like to thank himself for buying what can be said to be the best clothes in the whole city at a large price at the beginning, and for the aristocratic demeanor that has continued on his body like the remnants of the previous dynasty like the remnants of the previous dynasty.

The remnants of the previous dynasty, when the word just popped into his mind, he held back a smile and thought it was a word that was too appropriate in any sense.

I don't know if he is afraid of his own day call or he has been living like this for hundreds of years. Even though the injury has recovered a little bit, and at the same time freedom has returned a little bit, the daily life of Gui Wu Tsuji is still ordinary, even It can be said to be somewhat boring.

Piles of expensive books have been moved from the bookstore to the hotel, and it is even worse for Ling to look at his own poor wallet.

Stretching his arms, he also picked one of those books and took one as a decoration in his hand. If he spent money and didn't read it himself, it would be a big loss.

Then Zero closed the book again.

Well, the entire article is clearly written in Chinese characters, but he can't read a single sentence no matter how they are combined.

Forget it, while there is still time, it would be more cost-effective to take in more of his young master's profile while reading.

At this glance, Zero saw something unexpected.

He explored and found that what Wu Mi said earlier was not all self-deception.

After the pot of blood, Wu Mi never took the initiative to mention anything to eat, as if he really didn't have that kind of worldly desire.

Don't look at Wu Mi who seems to be resigned to Wu Xi Wu Bei now, but he also knows that if Wu Mi really wants to pour out his desires, the unscrupulous beast will completely encroach on that good-looking skin.

Try, you can try, try and die.

In order to avoid being discovered, Zero is only using his sneaky eyesight now, and he also chooses that Wu Mi is really doing this when he is reading a book seriously.

Because if Wu Mi can catch the point where he can enjoy satire and joy, it will start another difficult night for everyone.

He found that Wu Mi's expression changed slightly as he read the text.

This picture can be said to have been engraved into the DNA. It is hard to say whether it is the text that offended him, but Zero always feels that the emotion is somewhat aimed at him.

Mindlessly, his eyes wandered to that pretty face again, and he saw that Wu Mi's neatly re-arranged curly hair was only half the length of before, and there were some ragged ends.

It wasn't obvious at first, but as time went by, Wu Mi's black hair was growing as tenaciously as him, and the hairstyle that was cut with a knife became messy.

Zero said to himself, this is because of OCD, that's why he wants to do this.

He opened the door lightly and went out, and brought a pair of scissors to the shopkeeper.

Cough, don't get me wrong, he never thought of turning the sun wheel knife into a sun wheel scissors.

And Jian Ling walked in again, the closed book made a slight sound on the table, Wu Mi hurriedly glanced down and saw the rather innocent pair of scissors.

Although he didn't speak, he clenched his hand honestly.

The sound of clicking and clicking kept coming from under his hands. Since Wu Mi didn't respond to all his current movements, he let go of his hands to move.

How did the long hair get short like this? Ling didn't ask, and Wu Mi naturally didn't say anything.

It can only be said that Teacher Yuanyi is not good enough in the profession of being a barber.

Glancing at the perfect finished product, Zero was satisfied to find that his sudden onset of obsessive-compulsive disorder was finally cured.

And when he put away the scissors and raised his head, he leaned sideways as if confirming what he was doing, and caressed the curved corner of his lips, looking at him with a half-smile.

Just looking at Zero made me feel a little scalp numb.

Mingming kept telling himself not to let the ancestor of the ghost in front of him taste even a little bit of sweetness, why did he subconsciously do this kind of thing again?

"come over."

Suppressing his commanding tone, Wu Mi's current tone can be said to be the most gentle one in a while.

Thinking of this, Zero blinked, and followed his will.

It's just that he was a little nervous now and replaced the person who put his hand on the knife with himself, and he didn't know how he sat down in front of the desk.

Seeing Wu Mian, Ling picked up the pair of scissors with a bit of disgust, gestured at how to use them, and then stroked a lock of his hair behind him.

The cut hair fell loosely on the back of his neck, scratching a little itchy, not knowing where to focus his attention, he simply looked at the books that were still lying there on the table.

This book is not difficult to read, the flowers are drawn vividly with fine brushwork and ink lines, but he still can't read it now.

Those cold hands would occasionally caress the bare back of his neck when they were touching his hair, every touch seemed to be warming up gradually after throwing away the initial vigilance.

The two of them didn't speak, only the moonlight shone in faintly, revealing the shifting and treacherous changes of the indistinct clouds.

A vague idea arises in my heart to make this time longer.

Uh - it doesn't seem to be that long...?

It seemed that he had discovered this problem, and it might not be a big deal. Onimai Tsuji took a step back and looked at it like Zero, but when Zero looked back, he found that the weight on the back of his head seemed to be a bit wrong.

And Wu Mi covered up his displeasure by lowering his eyes and not looking at himself, which seemed to explain the problem of a billion points.

Look down again.

[Pfft, the system has already taken a picture. ]

It's good that he still has so much hair volume after supporting 007 these days.

"...It's okay." It's not that he was too tolerant.

It was something he had never done before, and he suddenly became interested in it for some unknown reason. Zero never thought that his young master could cut his hair into a style.

Zero let go of this little blemish with something too warm: "Look, you can obviously be the same as before—"

Halfway through the speech, he raised his hand to touch his mouth, and opened his eyes wide.

Belatedly, he felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Wu Mi was not satisfied with his half-spoken words, he snorted coldly, and threw the scissors on the ground casually: "Same as before? I have already discarded those things, why don't you tell me, Where is the same?"

There was a loud noise as something metal fell on the floor, but that didn't disturb Zero's thinking.

The so-called discarded things in Onimai Tsuji's mouth should be the fragile human characteristics he believes?

But you have to be reasonable, this kind of thing can really be thrown away?

It is also because he is too used to staying with Oni Wu Tsuji Wuyan, he has never discovered how the ancestor of Oni, who is very good at treating differently, treats himself differently from others.

For him, no matter how you look at it, there is no difference between Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi and the former Ubuya Shiki Tsujiya, except for day and night and recipes.

What belongs to human beings is still struggling and still firmly exists in this body.

And, it will only appear in front of his eyes?

It seemed that Zero's thinking time was a bit too long. When he came back to his senses, before he could stop him, Wu Mi, who had been waiting impatiently, had already bullied himself into a very dangerous distance.

On the right is the desk, and the narrow window sill behind him does not allow him to retreat further.

Something pure and quiet was imprinted in those still gentle eyes, and the fingers subconsciously placed on the side of his cheek were also peaceful, just caressing him.

Why did he back away?

"Actually, after midnight tonight..."

Just before Zero closed his eyes and wanted to explain something, he suddenly noticed something approaching rapidly.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi was also stunned for a moment, although he knew who was coming, but the unexpected embarrassment forced him to get up quickly.

The next moment, they heard the door being pushed open.