The curse spirit always wants to push me to the throne

The night is cool, and it has entered autumn.

The remaining heat of the day has been blown away by the evening wind, and the fireflies are dancing under the light of the street lamps.

Linghuan Xinlong just closed the office, and the last order went far away. The client kept saying that there must be something strange in the woods outside the house every night. He suspected that it was caused by hanging ghosts. However, Linghuan stepped on the spot for a day and found that there was a Woxin's mole made a nest there, and told the client about the result. As a result, they immediately changed their faces, and even reduced the agreed commission fee by five layers, arguing that there was no real ghost anyway.

... How can there be so many ghosts in this world?It's just that I don't want to pay so much money, find a high-sounding excuse, and still live in such a big house, it's really stingy to the bone.

Ling Huan Xinlong lit a cigarette irritably. This commission only earned a round-trip fare after running for a day.

But more is the exhaustion in the heart.

I originally accepted a disciple who has superpowers and can see ghosts. I thought that this kind of life would change, but it has been a long time since I didn't come. Sure enough, the patience of children cannot be trusted.

It's better to close the office, I'm tired of this job, what kind of job should I try next time...

Linghuan Xinlong puffed out the smoke, dispelling the troubles of the adults, and suddenly saw a child lying on the side of the road out of the corner of his eyes.

Hey, hey, why are you sleeping here? Parents, why don't you just leave your child here?

Ling Huan Xinlong approached with a frown, had just taken two steps, then suddenly quickened his pace, not even paying attention to the cigarette falling from his mouth on the ground.

"Hey, mob?! Why are you here?!"

The one lying on the ground was the disciple he hadn't seen for a long time, Ling Huan Xinlong hurriedly helped him up, seeing the tattered clothes on the child, his heart felt cold, and he put his trembling hands under his nose.

...and breathing.

He then put his head on the child's chest and listened for a while, then looked at the child's peaceful face, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's just falling asleep."

"What the hell happened to you?"

Ling Huan Xinlong complained, and just in case he called the 120 emergency number, but there was a smile on his mouth for some reason: "Long time no see."

……

When Shigeo Kageyama woke up, the first thing he saw was a strange, white ceiling.

"Yo, are you awake?" Ling Huan Xinlong sat by the bed to accompany him, peeled an apple, and complained, "I sent you to the hospital, but your parents cried when they came, and I didn't know that your kid was missing. After a week, the police came later, who are you?"

The following words suddenly stopped, the child sat up, stared at him suddenly, and shed tears.

"Hello, mob?"

"Master, master..." Shigeo Kageyama sobbed, as if he had been greatly wronged, and he didn't know why, tears burst out of his eyes suddenly, like a flood of opening a box, it couldn't stop.

Ling Huan Xinlong looked confused, quickly put down the apple, and patted the child's back tentatively: "Okay, okay, I'm here, why are you crying?"

Kageyama Shigeo choked up and said, "I-I don't know either."

it's wired.

Tears could not be stopped.

This sadness, which even I don't understand the source, keeps pouring out like a volcanic eruption.

Ling Huan Xinlong was also a little flustered, he had never had the experience of what to do when a child cries.

...But crying so badly, what happened during this time?

After hesitating for a moment, he held the child in his arms: "Cry, cry, just let it out."

Mob buried his head on the shoulder of the master, like a chick that was tired after returning to the nest, huddled in the arms of the parents and cried a lot, until he found that he had wet the suit of the master, so he was embarrassed wiped away tears.

The door of the ward opened, and hearing the news that Kageyama Shigeo had finally woken up, the parents and Ritsu who had just changed shifts rushed over, saw Kageyama Shigeo regain consciousness and sat up, covering his mouth in surprise, tears were already in the corners of the mother's eyes: "Shigeo! "

"Mom, Dad, and Ritsu." Kageyama Shigeo called.

The voice of the father who was the head of the family was also choked up: "Where did your child go this week? We are so worried."

Kageyama Shigeo noticed that both of them had dark circles under their eyes, and their faces looked tired, as if they hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and felt ashamed in their hearts.

But has he been missing for a week?

"I do not remember."

Kageyama Shigeo has no memory at all, the picture of that week is blank, and his memory of the last moment is still Lily lying on the ground with blood on his head.

"By the way, Ritsu!" Kageyama Shigeo hurriedly looked at his younger brother Kageyama Ritsu, "Are you okay, I, I last time..."

"I've been fine for a long time, brother." Ritsu Kageyama walked to the hospital bed, and a week later, he lifted the hair on his forehead, and the scar on his head had almost healed, "The doctor said there would be no scar, and I'm fine. .”

"That's great..." Shigeo Kageyama opened his arms tremblingly and hugged his younger brother, "I'm sorry for causing you harm."

You are fine.

The distance between the brothers is close, Kageyama Ritsu keenly sensed his brother's guilt and gratitude, wordlessly raised his hand and hugged his brother, feeling his trembling body.

This is to worry about my brother.

hiss - hiss -

But that day.

Kageyama Ritsu lowered his eyes from behind what Kageyama Shigeo couldn't see.

Like a demon god descending, he blows away everything approaching with a destructive posture, representing the existence of absolute power in the world.

In front of him, human beings are as fragile as ants, including himself. Ritsu Kageyama only noticed the coldness and the fear of heart contraction in him.

That's not brother.

There is something terrifying in my brother's body.

Kageyama Ritsu gently hugged Kageyama Shigeo, his movements were extremely careful, his expression was instantly distorted by fear.

At this moment, a small crack appeared in the once intimate brotherhood.