rain forest

It was the first time for Aoki to visit the [-]th district, and he was very curious about this place where even the god of death would not dare to come.Ichimaru Gin said that he was the same, but Aoki didn't hear which "yes" he was saying.But it doesn't matter, they started together... as the name suggests, an adventure.

The Eighty District is very large, very desolate, with very few buildings, and it takes several days for people to see one, and once they meet, in Aoki's words, they will never die——

The arc of blood streaked across the air, and landed on the snow with a bang, forming a bright red half-moon. Hot air curled up, the snow melted slightly, the color of the half-moon darkened, and the hot air disappeared.

Another blood arc was thrown not far away, Aoki moved his gaze over to watch it repeat the above steps.

The snow in front of her has been trampled, and most of the bloodstains in the horizontal and vertical lines have been trampled. Two figures are fighting on it, it is Ichimaru Gin and an unknown crazy woman.

The people they met in the [-]th district were all crazy, and whenever they saw someone, they would slash with a knife. Gin Ichimaru took all the fights to prove that he was useful.

But before the fight this time, he complained pitifully to Aoki: "I don't hit women."

Aoki said: "Could it be that I just hit it? I don't want to rob her of men."

Ichimaru thought for a while: "I really don't know her."

Aoki slowly turned his head to look at him: "Prove it to me."

"how to prove?"

"What do you say?"

"Okay." Ichimaru walked towards the woman with the knife he took from his previous opponent.

"Miss, haven't we met?" The boy tilted his head in confusion.

The crazy woman rushed over with her knife raised: "Go to hell!"

Aoki: "Obviously you have an affair."

Crazy Woman: "Die!!"

Ichimaru stopped the woman who changed her target and rushed towards Aoki halfway, and said, "Look, little Aoki, she doesn't agree with what you said."

Crazy Woman: "Go to hell!!!"

Aoki dodged the cheap blood flower: "It's you who she doesn't agree with."

Crazy woman: "Go to hell!"

Ichimaru Gin cut the woman's throat neatly, and blood gushed out.The young man shook off the blood on the knife, and put the knife that was too big for him on his shoulder: "Let's talk between the two of us, the effect of adding one is very bad."

"Yeah." Aoki responded indifferently, "A character with only one line is too non-existent."

Ichimaru Gin was silent, she clearly has a sense of presence, okay: "...is it meaningless?"

Aoki glanced at him: "It doesn't matter?"

"...Does it matter?"

The existence of a woman is naturally meaningful, at least, she prevents the meaningless conversation between Aoki and Ichimaru from going on.

When the blood gushed out of her throat, the woman immediately knelt on her knees. At this moment, her blood volume decreased, but she did not fall down, but stood up slowly.

Aoki and Ichimaru looked over at the same time, the boy didn't hesitate, he swayed his foot, and chopped with his knife with all his strength.

The woman who stood up slowly dodged with incredible dexterity. Gin Ichimaru slashed the ground with a knife, and with a touch, countless gravel and snowflakes were stirred up.

The blood-stained snowflakes fell viscously, and Aoki whispered: "How could she still be alive..."

Ichimaru Gin had just clearly cut three-quarters of her neck open with a sharp knife, and her body and head were connected by a cervical vertebra.

Aoki's movements were unambiguous, he lowered his head to avoid the strange woman's attack, put his right foot on the ground to distance himself from her, and Ichimaru Gin made up for it.

Then the two began to wrestle.

Aoki stood on the side watching, the strange place was already obvious, the place where the woman was scratched would not take long for a white substance, at first it was like a liquid, and then it condensed and covered the wound.At this moment, the woman's body is covered with white scabs here and there, giving the impression that——

Much like virtual.

Aoki Qingtong thought of the word "death blur".

Facing the female whose movements were becoming more and more beastlike, Ichimaru Gin finally took the lead, but before his attack hurt the female, the female herself had a problem.

"boom--"

The body that still maintained its human shape suddenly exploded like a firework wrapped in clothes, and white fine sand was sprayed out.

Ichimaru Gin twisted his waist to avoid the oncoming Baisha, and retreated to Aoki: "It's so strange."

Aoki responded after a while: "There are villages nearby."

"Huh? How do you know?"

Aoki raised his chin to indicate the clothes kept by Bai Shazhong: "The rice paper in her arms is new, it is impossible for a person to make this kind of thing on the road, and the probability of picking it up is too small... But she brought rice paper to make it. What?"

The girl stepped forward curiously, and Ichimaru Gin grabbed her: "Don't go, what if the sand is poisonous?"

Aoki said: "I can get the paper without touching the sand."

Ichimaru Gin refused to let her go: "It's just two pieces of paper, there's no need to take risks."

Although he was still smiling, Gin Ichimaru, who had calmed down his tone a little, spoke with a bit of domineering air that could not be refuted.

Aoki suddenly asked: "Where did you get the wine you sterilized me at the beginning?"

Ichimaru's tone was raised: "Oh, little Aoki, why are you doubting me? It's so sad. I don't know where the village is. I brought that wine all the way from District [-], and I didn't even want to drink it."

Aoki paused: "Actually, I don't think you are a person who can drink."

Ichimaru smiled: "When shall we try?"

Aoki raised one eyebrow, and his flat expression instantly became more vivid: "I grew up soaked in the smell of wine, do you dare to compare with me?"

"You can't talk too much." Ichimaru Gin suddenly changed the subject after saying this, "Xiao Aoki, what are you going to do? Stay in the [-]th district?"

"Stay for a few years, and move forward when the limelight passes." Did the girl think of asking Ichimaru, "What about you?"

"Same as you," Ichimaru did not let go of the girl's wrist, "The living conditions in the Eighty District are too bad."

Aoki nodded: "It's a pity that people in the soul world live too long, we have to stay here for at least three to fifty years."

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Ichimaru said, "In this kind of place, thinking about it is terribly monotonous." Boring is not good, and there are often fights.

The young man smiled, his silver-purple hair reflected the sunshine after the snow, and he looked extraordinarily beautiful: "Idle is idle, why don't you look for that village and see what happened."

The girl seemed to be out of interest, and said flatly, "Okay."

Ichimaru didn't remind her who was eager to get those rice papers just now, and followed the girl who couldn't wait to take her steps towards the direction of the woman who had turned into white sand.

He looked at the slender wrist that was still in the palm of his hand, and the arc of the corner of his mouth brought out a bit of reality. This mission seemed to be more interesting than expected.

Just when he was thinking this way, Aoki suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Do you feel like you forgot something?"

The girl's gaze was at the same place as his.

"Can you let me go, Ichimaru Gin?"

"Since Xiao Aoki proposed it so politely, then I—"

"—Let's be cheeky and don't let it go."