Evil spirit

12.

When Hitsugaya was walking around in the lonely snowy day with a crimson umbrella, Lin Shensi was drinking leisurely, with exquisite food and a pack of sweet natto beside him, he casually twirled one, Putting it in his mouth, he clicked his tongue again, and said with disgust: "This kind of food that is only suitable for old men is really not suitable for me." There was no one next to it, only the lonely night.The dim candlelight was flickering and flickering, as if it was about to be torn apart by the wind and snow at any moment.Wrapped in a pure black cloak, he sat cross-legged nonchalantly.

The broken snow is faintly shadowed under the lights, the sky is vast, very lonely, the red plums are not in bloom, the night is dark and cold, and the outline and a little color can be vaguely seen. Frankly speaking, this is not a good time to enjoy the snow, but Lin Shensi was happy, and no one under his command dared to stop him.After Lin Shensi left Yunqing's house, he was sitting on the eaves to enjoy the snow in peace, but unfortunately he was interrupted by a blank person, and he raised a knife to carry out an unpleasant unilateral killing, that bastard The blood splashed all over him, causing him to take a bath to clean it up.When Lin Shensi entered the bathhouse, the proprietress who collected the money insisted on half the price, and said to him in a friendly way: "Master Reaper, thank you for your hard work."

After Lin Shensi came out of the shower, the head of the proprietress happened to be rolling at his feet. She had a very ordinary face, heavy makeup, and black hair lay smoothly on the white face covered with a thick layer of makeup. He fought with the proprietress. I have greeted him many times, and I have also drank wine here many times, but at this moment, my vision is dominated by wreckage and blood. Lin Shensi's fingers are a little stiff while picking up the bath towel, his red hair is messy, and water drops fall from him. His jaw snaked down into his collar, blood soaked his bare feet, sticky and warm, maybe it was too stuffy or for other reasons, the smell of blood was everywhere, almost soaking through every pore of his body .

Lin Shensi clicked his tongue, raised his head, and looked at the pure land on the opposite side of the corpse and the blood-colored body—a dozen or so people in black stood there.

"You are testing whether I still have humanity, so show me a massacre?" Lin Shensi tilted his head and laughed, snapped his fingers carelessly, and the Taidao on the table floated up, and he stepped over After crossing the head, he appeared in the crowd in a blink of an eye, and the crowd screamed suddenly. The knife in his hand was pointed at one of them, the flame was burning, and his golden middle-length hair was lifted.

"Stop messing around. If you want to play, just play city slaughter. It's time to do something big. Chunyan, remember to clean this place. I just took a shower. I'm in trouble." He lowered his head and crushed the blond youth with his fingers. A smell of burnt hair dissipated, Lin Shensi smiled and hooked the young man's chin as frivolously as possible, and said slowly: "A Fei, I raised you, why, I don't want to admit it now Already?" He smiled, looked into the charming golden eyes, let go, and left the last sentence: "Cang Qing became the leader herself, but that seat is mine, you either accept it, or you die in it." under my knife."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, picked up a person casually, pushed the person out, took off the person's cloak and wrapped it around himself, and dragged his sleepy voice lazily: "Let's go, go back, I don't know the way. "He said as he raised his foot and kicked the person's back, pulled open the door curtain, and the sky was swept in by the wind and snow.

He didn't speak, and walked forward with the people, and the things behind him would be taken care of by someone. The blood on the soles of the feet was relentless, and the bloody smell lingered. It was much better after stepping into the snow, and the biting cold ran along the soles of the feet. It is enough to climb up and spread to the whole body. The cold wind tore the cloak and penetrated into the clothes. The hot air that finally gathered was dissipated in an instant.Surrounded by the smell of bitter wind and snow, the strange thing is that after walking for a while, it was as cold as frozen feet but not so cold, even a little warm.He looked very much like the little ghost captain, with cold eyes and cold air, but there was an inexplicable gentleness in his actions.

The heavy snow that fell at that time really made him miss it terribly.

Someone knocked on the door, Lin Shensi was still paralyzed, hummed casually, continued to support his head, drinking without a sip, the young man who was held by him with a knife against his neck during the day bent down, and pushed him a plate of delicate wine. He Guozi, Lin Shensi squinted his eyes lazily, ignoring the existence of this big living person. Seeing that he didn't speak, the blond man moved his lips and said, "Is Mr. Si angry? Because I killed the proprietress." ?” He asked, smiling brightly with his lips hooked, as if he was sure of it.

Lin Shensi casually drank the wine in his glass, picked up the plate of pastries, he likes... the sweet and greasy wagashi that Mr. Busi prefers, he has a heart, he thought, raised the corners of his lips viciously and smiled flamboyantly. Sarcasm: "Shut up, the door is over there, get out, you brat don't bother me to drink." He sat up, under the black cloak was a blue and white striped bathrobe, the one he wore from the bathing place, his feet Still slightly flushed—probably because of the cold, this lunatic who has been reincarnated for nearly a thousand years is still wearing the shell of the god of death. He doesn't care about the cold or warm, but his body honestly shows the feelings of this body.

Chun Yanfei only stared at this real monster persistently, Lin Shensi, how could the young master Si he knew hundreds of years ago not be a monster?Every time he reincarnated, he could not live to be 120 years old. From the first reincarnation, he founded the organization Sinsheng who rebelled against the soul world. All the people in the organization were abandoned by the soul world. It is supported by the financial and material resources of the Los Angeles family. Although the woman on the Los Angeles cloud is a whole person, she is also a whole person who has lived for more than 1000 years. She has witnessed the whole process of the Amber River family from glory to withering. Looking at Shigekuni Yamamoto How did it become Yamamoto Genryuzai?Change has always required serious injury, and only the surviving party has the qualifications to talk about what is right and what is right.

How are history books tampered with?Just let most of the people involved die, or be silenced.Only under the iron blood of power can the thoughts of heresy be suppressed, and life can be kept peaceful and stable for a long time. So what is heresy?That's the part that isn't decent.

Chun Yanfei didn't care that the crime was organized by a notorious villain. He only knew that hundreds of years ago he was almost sold by his gambling father. That day he met someone who changed the course of his life. At that time, he didn't know who that person was or what his name was, but he just thought that the person's bright hair and eyes were beautiful, even though his eyes were withered, reminiscent of the charcoal fire buried under the dead ashes, and the squinted narrow drunken eyes were beautiful and moving , as at this moment.He was also wearing a blue and white pinstriped jacket. At that time, he was walking in the snowstorm on a pair of wooden clogs.

At that time he was crying too much, his old gambler gave him a slap, and the man who was staggering in the snow glanced at the crying and noisy place, and clicked his tongue, his old gambler Daddy and vixen pointed at people and kept cursing. The trafficker looked over with interest. The red-haired and red-eyed man in a thin bathrobe raised his eyebrows. When Chun Yanfei realized it, blood had already splashed. all over him.The red-haired and red-eyed man raised his foot and kicked hard, and his gambling father died forever.

"Why did you save me?" Chun Yanfei asked, looking at this person who had come back from the dead and reincarnated several times, the question he asked was the same as before, just like when he was dazed by the splash of blood, Lin Shen Si originally wanted to eat wagashi, but when he asked, he rolled his eyes impatiently, and the eyes really conveyed a sentence - are you an idiot?

"I didn't intend to save you kid, they were too annoying, so I just killed them." He gave the same answer as before, obviously he was bending over and looking down at the monster, Chun Yanfei's heart Even sympathizing with this monster, he should really thank Lin Shensi for saving him, but he also hated this man's carelessness, everyone called him Mr. Si, he was aloof, arrogant and reckless.What's even more hateful is that Lin Shensi never took him seriously.He didn't care about the life and death of the people in the sinful life, he didn't care, even if he could tell everyone's preferences one by one, and picked up their time and place, but he never cared.

"I remember all of you, there is no way, I have always had a photographic memory, and I can't envy this kind of trait." Lin Shensi impatiently rubbed the center of his brows, messed up the red hair on his forehead, and impatiently The raised eyebrows made him look like a teenager.Seeing him pointing to the door, Chun Yanfei was swept by the withered eyes, opened the door spontaneously, walked out, and took it with her before leaving.

Chun Yanfei has been with her for more than 200 years. Besides, Lin Shensi's reincarnation has not changed much. Even if he loses his memory, he will name himself Si, and use the street name of whichever street he is reborn in. For no reason and as it should be, Chunyan tried to watch Lin Shensi grow up, and created a good environment for the person who picked him up, but Lin Shensi would still return to sinful life, and would change again. Back, the indifferent and wanton young master who picked him up.His growth trajectory cannot be changed, as if destined, it is a book whose ending has been written long ago.Even though Chunyan Fei spent more than 200 years without understanding the psychology of this lunatic, he knew very well whether Young Master Si had murderous intentions.

For example, just now, if he said one more word, a superfluous nonsense "Young Master Si, you should drink less wine", he would die.

Lin Shensi was biting the wagashi in a daze, the texture was soft, and the taste was not very tasteable after drinking, but the thick sweetness was felt in the throat when he swallowed it. The child he had brought up with his own hands remembered his favorite taste, and he was seriously addicted to it. sweet.He brushed his teeth, the sweetness was almost cloying, red bean flavor.Suddenly he ate three.

Life is too hard to live without something sweet.

But who would remember that he now loves yokan and not sweet wagashi?Young Master Si loves sweet wagashi, but he really doesn't. In this life, he is Lin Shensi, and he is only Lin Shensi.But those memories lingered, and the old memories of reality and fantasy were intertwined, and he really couldn't figure out who he was.

Lin Shensi shook his head, feeling that he could not completely deny his memories of reincarnation, and deny the self of reincarnation, after all, those things have deeply affected him now.

Who am I?I'm not anyone, I'm just a person who yearns for relief through death.He thought, laughing against the wind and snow all over the sky, his voice was crushed by the bitter wind and snow, each sound was like the sobbing of an evil ghost.

Hitsugaya, captain kid, kill me.Lin Shensi tried to pull out his usual pipe from his pocket. After touching it for a while, he remembered, ah, he accidentally forgot it in the tenth squad. Get up, the word here has something for him.After all, he is the leader of sinners.

But he's a complete bastard, and he'll kill those people.all.

He opened the door, waded into the thick night, stumbled to find his usual pipe, squinted his drunken eyes and struck a match, one after another, someone sighed in the thick night, seemingly helpless.

"Young Master Si—" In the flash of flames, those shining golden eyes looked like an abandoned cat. Also won't be coming back.

"Don't call me, I don't even have a name, fetters, what should I attach to?" He smiled, his eyes were withered, no matter how bright his eyes should be, but the things inside, It had been burnt long ago and there was nothing left.

He exhaled a puff of smoke.Weary: "A Fei, let's go out."

Why bother?Whether it is the Mr. Si you are familiar with or the current Lin Shensi, they are nothing, so why do you still have to worry about it?