rain forest

At the end of the night, Aoki jumped up and down on the roof like pills. She took out a money bag similar to Guankou's from her bosom, and took out a gray sackcloth from it, the color was like ink that couldn't be washed clean—— In fact, it did, and then changed into the only mask she had in her purse.

It was a delicate-looking girl, her complexion was malnourished yellowish green, and her spiritual pressure was moderate.

District [-] is built around Jingling Court, and it is the only complete circle in the [-]th district of Liuhun Street. It is separated from other districts by water, and the two ends are connected by long white bridges, while the rest of the area is full of gravel river beaches.

Aoki and Qingtong walked on the bridge at a leisurely pace. At dawn, the air was cold, and white mist formed around the mouth and nose while breathing.Most of the pedestrians around are wrapped in heavy clothes, which makes the winter presence stronger.Aoki's unlined clothes attracted frequent glances from passers-by, it was curiosity and jealousy and awe at the same time.

The cold expression on that disheveled face reveals a superior indifference, making people involuntarily dodge their eyes.

Naturally, there are also things that are not pleasing to the eye.

The junction of the first and second districts is sparsely populated, and Aoki was actually stopped by people walking along the main road.

"Well, is it great to have a spiritual pressure?" The ruffian-like man was steaming from his head, which was the heat forced out by the spiritual pressure.

Aoki looked at him without any expression.

The man raised his hand, and the ball of light formed by spiritual pressure floated above his palm, "Do you want to try this?"

Aoki turned his head to the side, his eyes cast into the dense forest beside the main road.

What else did the man say, Aoki turned his gaze back, sideways avoided him and continued on his way.The man stayed where he was and didn't follow. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, veins popped out, his expression was ferocious, and he couldn't move.

One of the bound roads, plug.

In the depths of the woods, a silver-haired boy in a black deadly suit sat on a tree, with the corners of his mouth raised, watching this scene with interest.The branches and leaves of the trees are lush, the woods are dark, but the light in his eyes is bright.

The girl left, and the man was fixed in place. He turned his head and looked at the only bridge connecting the first and second districts, and said in a low voice, "Wait for you for another three days, little Aoki, you won't die inside..."

In seven days, Aoki reached the legendary Eighty District.

The reason why the word "legend" is used is because Aoki has only heard of the Eighty District before, but has never been there.

In the harsh winter, heavy snow fell, and the snow in the [-]th district was knee-thick, and the traces of filth and slaughter were all buried.It was night again, Aoki curled up among the branches of ancient trees and closed his eyes wearily.Since the [-]th district, the god of death has disappeared, but the danger from the aborigines is more serious than the god of death. She had to take off her mask to restore her spiritual pressure.There is no rest for the bruised hands, and the wounds are still bleeding.

She huddled on the tree and closed her eyes to rest, she looked like a little animal shivering in the cold wind.

Since entering the nest of worms, Aoki has never dreamed again, but on this cold night, the old dream returned to his bosom.

In the dream, there are green trees, warm wind, milky white mist filling every gap, and red torii gates standing vaguely at the end of the field of vision, no matter how many there are, it is impossible to see clearly.

In the peaceful dreamland, murderous intentions suddenly appeared everywhere, the bright sky suddenly disappeared, and the strong wind whizzed up with black feathers.

Aoki Qingtong suddenly opened his eyes.The silver-haired boy stood under the tree and waved to her with a smile: "Ah, you're here too, little Aoki."

From his sleeve pocket, he took out a bandage that was extremely precious in the [-]th district: "Come down, I'll bandage it for you."

Aoki did not refuse.

"Come up, the snow is too deep below."

Ichimaru Gin smiled: "Little Aoki is really refreshing."

The boy jumped up from the snow buried up to his knees, holding the bandage in one hand and grabbing the tree trunk with the other, he jumped onto the fork where Aoki was.

"Give me your hand." Said Ichimaru Gin, spreading out his palm to the girl.Aoki put one hand on it with his palm up.The hands of the two were also cold, and the static electricity was wiped out in the dry winter.

Aoki's hand flicked upwards slightly, but Ichimaru Gin's hand didn't move. The boy looked at the mottled blood on the girl's palm, took out a small jug from his arms, and shook it at Aoki: "Disinfect."

The clear wine carried the young man's warm body temperature and exuded a rich aroma. Aoki sniffled and said expressionlessly, "It hurts."

Ichimaru Gin kept pouring the wine: "It's not convincing, Xiao Aoki, your hands didn't even shake."

Aoki's face remained unchanged: "It's frozen."

Ichimaru Gin: "It's really unscientific, why didn't the pain-sensing nerves freeze up."

The blood has been washed away, Shimaru Gin casually pulled a corner of his sleeve to dry Aoki's hand.

Aoki watched his movements: "It's really unscientific, what's the use of using the sleeve to wipe the disinfection before."

Ichimaru Gin hung his black sleeves in front of Aoki's eyes in a showy way: "It's very clean, there is no stain at all."

"You have black stains all over your clothes, honey."

Ichimaru Gin withdrew his hand, picked up a bandage and bandaged Aoki: "It's very interesting to talk to Xiao Aoki." The young man chuckled twice, and the joy in it was somewhat sincere, "I just wanted to call me 'dear' '? Don't be shy, I agree."

Dear.

It is a title that Liu Sansan often uses, which is equivalent to you. After hearing it a lot, Aoki gets used to it unconsciously, and occasionally uses it subconsciously.

The girl was not interested in explaining to Ichimaru Gin, and only threw out four hard words: "I am passionate."

"Is that so?" Ichimaru Gin didn't care, he didn't seem to care about anything, "By the way, there are two more?"

"The gate is dead... 28 doesn't know."

"Is that so..." Ichimaru Gin gave a dispensable answer, wrapped the bandage nimbly with his cold fingers and tied it in a knot, "It's okay, Xiao Aoki, you still have me."

Aoki sized Ichimaru Gin up and down several times: "What use do I want you for?"

Ichimaru Gin clapped his hands and said, "I'm still quite useful."

Aoki: "You should pat your chest for such a thing."

Ichimaru spread his hands regretfully: "Wouldn't it be very convincing for me to do that?"

Unnutritive conversations can always make people unknowingly relax, and Aoki's frozen expression eased slightly: "You sleep and I sleep?"

The [-]th District lacks water and food, but the dangers are overwhelming.

"We can sleep together," said Ichimaru Gin.

Aoki made a pun: "Do you want to die?"

Of course he doesn't want to.

Jokes are enough, Ichimaru keeps vigil and Aoki sleeps.

The winter night was long and silent, and Gin Ichimaru was bored with lighting ghost paths at his fingertips to pass the time and keep warm by the way.The extremely tired girl closed her eyes and frowned, sleeping unsteadily.

Aoki distrusted Ichimaru Gin from the beginning, and almost became alarmed after 28 took out her mother's skin.

During those days in Worm's Nest, she treated 28 and Liu Sansan as her own, and she revealed a little about her mother.

She also thought about it. After 30 years of acquaintance, she spent most of the time holding back the old man. These days, her childishness and stubbornness have been fully exposed. As long as 28 takes out the mask—even if it is not her mother's, she will definitely leave immediately. He is far away, so you can't bother him anymore.But he didn't.

The old man took out the mask at the last moment, was it to stimulate her and make her forget the little goodwill left in her heart and go first?

But no matter what, it is a fact that 28 skinned her mother, it is impossible for Aoki not to hate him.

But at the same time, it is also true that 28 has taken care of her all the way, it is impossible for Aoki not to be grateful to him.

Contradictory emotions collide, and a new chapter of romance is written in the dream.

She stood guard in front of the Baidao Gate for a long time until her shoulders were covered with snow and her body was cold.

As the morning glow rises, the Baidao Gate rises slowly, and the sound of stone rollers rubbing against each other is clearly heard.The bent figure of the old man gradually became clear, and finally stopped in front of her.

There is hatred and gratitude in your heart, but mixed together is grievance, how can you do this?Do you know that I really trust you?

Time was blurred in the dream, and she felt that she and 28 had been staring at each other for a long, long time.

Finally, she said to the old man, "Go home, Grandpa."

Thinking day by day and dreaming at night, the reality under layers of suppression is restored in the dream. It turns out that her wish is like this.