I live in Two-dimensional by sand sculptures

01.

"Hee hee hee... You guys are like headless chickens... Hee hee hee... How could you break through my illusion..."

Eerie voices came from all directions, but this did not cancel the fact that he had set up the Flag.

"I always feel that after hearing the other party say that, I feel more secure in my heart." Kiyohiko whispered to Dazai Osamu.

Dazai Osamu stroked the ghost head in his arms like a cat: "Ah, yes, yes."

"Although I don't know exactly how to do it, where your weakness is, and what kind of attack method should be the most effective, but," Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his hat, and a sharp white light flashed in his eyes: " I don't think my attack was useless."

After he said this, the wind rose from his feet, blowing his black coat and orange hair into the air.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen. At that moment, the breath emitted by Nakahara Chuya made everyone around except Osamu Dazai feel the trembling from the depths of their souls.

It was difficult to move his eyes away from his body, and his breathing seemed to be filled with ice, and every breath brought bitter pain.

Looking up again, his gaze was as sharp as a blade, and at the same time, the ground under his feet cracked instantly.

Then, the ground shook.

Kiyohiko and my wife Zenitsu both fell to the ground together, and Osamu Dazai was lying on the ground in the posture of a drunken imperial concubine. He was still stroking the head in his arms with his hands, more like stroking a cat. Not a normal person.

"Sorry, it might have been intense at first, but you'll get used to it later."

Zhong Yuanzhong also put his hands in his pockets, looked up at the darkness and said.

The barbed tentacles struck in the darkness, so fast that it set off the wind.

Nakahara Zhongya intercepted the tentacle without even raising his eyelids. He couldn't see his movements clearly. In short, the tentacle was instantly torn into pieces and fell to the ground.

He ran over the debris with his leather shoes, and it felt a little sticky.

"Sorry, that sentence just now was for my companion.

In your case, it may be the exact opposite. "

As soon as his words fell, the wind under his feet became stronger in an instant.

The power emanating from him seemed to tear apart the insubstantial darkness, which made people look sideways.

Qingyan looked down at the ground and said, "The ground, colon, I'm cracked."

My wife Shanyi was lying on the ground trembling, asking her soul three times: "What's going on? Why am I here? Didn't I come to kill ghosts?"

"Hee hee... Do you think such a random burst of power can hurt me? Hee... I will swallow all your strength, just like swallowing your companion's leg!"

"Then go ahead and try." Zhong Yuanzhong also responded with an overly cold voice, "Be careful that your stomach will explode if you swallow it."

Zhong Yuanzhong is also a person who rarely jokes.

So when he says his stomach explodes, the opponent's stomach will definitely explode.

Less than ten seconds after he finished speaking, the ghost let out a shrill scream.

Indeed, under normal circumstances, if they want to leave the barrier, they need to find out the barrier nodes and break through them one by one.

But it happened that he met such an unreasonable Chuya of the Central Plains, and he directly came to break the law with his strength.

The ground stopped shaking, so Qingyan immediately got up to cheer for Chuya Nakahara: "Hahahaha, what else can you do besides being weak?"

Tentacles appeared on the ground and slapped Qingyan. Although Qingyan only had one leg at this time, he still avoided it nimbly.

"You shrinking coward!" Qing Yan said with a suppressed voice: "The coward needs to be punished! The evil must be done! The massacre party begins! ②"

After he finished speaking, he made a movement of flowing water fist, which was majestic and majestic.

Central Plains also suddenly stopped power delivery.

"What's wrong, teacher?" Qing Yan asked.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out his hand to press the hat, "What you just said was a bit too embarrassing, I shivered and interrupted my move."

"Teacher, don't tremble, it's boring to be careful." Qing Yan said.

"Don't say that there is something there." Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes: "At least it won't be boring to you."

Qing Yan said: "Of course, I am a person with taste."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Forget it, isn't it common for Qing Yan to secretly change concepts?

"Okay, stop chatting and do what you should do." Nakahara Chuya said.

After chatting for a few words, Zhongyuan Zhong also continued to concentrate and activate his ability.

Is it something you should do?

Qingyan thought for a while, then suddenly raised two arms, and then, like a gorilla, he began to hammer his chest frantically.

My wife Shanyi over there was taken aback and asked with trembling lips, "What are you doing?"

While hammering his chest, Qingyan said in a sonorous and forceful voice: "A man just needs to stand up loudly and do what he can do ③."

My wife Shanyi felt frightened: "Then why did you hammer yourself in the chest? I thought you were possessed by a ghost..." This kind of thing is also common.

Qing Yan said: "Isn't this going to be loud, so I hammered it twice."

My wife Shanyi: "Ah? Ah?? Ah???"

He is a decent person who has not been abused by Qing Yan, he couldn't turn his head for a while, and it was very painful.

The Zhongyuan Zhong on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he gave up step by step and came up with a big move to output.

The ghost's screams became even more horrific.

"You——what are you going to do——"

"Can't you see it. I'm trying to kill you."

Zhongya Zhongya's words didn't even contain any murderous intent. Killing the enemy was already commonplace for him.

He bent down, twisted his body into the posture of a cheetah about to run, closed his eyes, and felt the unknown of the enemy. In the next second, he disappeared like black lightning.

Accompanied by loud noises and roars, the darkness shattered like a mirror, and the pale lights of the corridor reappeared.

They were still in the same hallway, but the sewage was gone.

Zhongya Zhongya was on the other side of the corridor at this time. He grabbed someone's neck and pressed him against the stone wall of the corridor, and said in an orderly tone: "Recover Qingyan's body."

Hearing that the other party wanted something from him, the ghost immediately became less nervous: "Hmph, heh, heh..."

"Let me give you a warning. You only need to prepare one experimental material. I hope you understand what I mean. So, are you going to say something?"

"Hee hee hee, let me restore his body, unless—"

"Since this is your answer." Nakahara Zhongya said, and without any warning, like a sudden blizzard or lightning, the ghost in his hand was blown into a blood flower by him.

Qingyan's jaw almost fell to the ground: "Teacher, you are really straightforward."

"Has your leg not recovered yet?" Zhong Yuanzhong also shook off the blood on his hand, and looked down at the ghost that was blown to pieces by him.

"No." Qing Yan replied.

And Osamu Dazai took my wife Zenitsu to completely deal with the ghost with a sun wheel knife.

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked up to Qingyan, who had already sealed the blood from the broken leg with his supernatural power.

"Can you use what you said, flame or something, to grow legs out?"

"No." Qing Yan said, "Huoyan's multiplication of organs is a very complicated matter. I only studied the multiplication of the arms, which took a long time. Otherwise, I would have multiplied a few chirps to show the teacher."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also embarrassed: "...That's not necessary, I'm not interested in the...that you multiplied."

Qing Yan suddenly probed: "Then teacher, do you mean that you are interested in my original one?"

"Don't make trouble." Nakahara Chuya's eyes almost rolled into the Tianling cover: "Okay, I will take you to ask the Armed Detective Agency for help."

Qing Yan felt like being struck by lightning: "That's not necessary."

Nakahara Chuya: "Although I heard that it hurts, but the other party's medical ability is also ranked first in the world, you just have to bear with it."

"That's not an ordinary pain, it's the out-of-body pain!" Qing Yan shook his head crazily.

Nakahara Chuya: "Why didn't you say it when you made me feel so painful that I was out of my body?"

Qingyan: "Well... that...cough. Anyway, let's discuss it again."

02.

After Qing Yan said that his leg was fine for the time being, the four of them searched the underground clinic separately.

Got nothing.

There are no ghosts and no survivors.

Everyone met at the elevator entrance and returned to the ground.

Central Plains Central also called Hong Kong Black and asked them to send someone to do the finishing work.

My wife Shanyi was somewhat dizzy: "That's it, is it over?"

"Otherwise, do you want to hear a story?" Qingyan asked.

"Huh?" My wife Shanyi asked.

"Once upon a time, there was a person." Qing Yan started talking directly.

Shanyi nodded: "Yeah."

"Then he turned into a ghost and was killed by us." Qing Yan said.

Kindness: "Hey!!!"

Qingyan: "Then let me be more specific - this person may be disobedient due to some reasons, such as social fear, Internet addiction, etc. In short, he was sent to a mental hospital by his family. He struggled in it for a long time, After suffering for a long time, after some treatment similar to "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest", he really became mentally ill. After he was discharged from the hospital, he killed the whole family, and then laughed in a pool of blood and said that he was a mental patient, and killing people was not against the law. Of course, because the situation was too bad or He was arrested and then turned into a ghost. You know what happened afterwards."

My wife Shanyi was a little confused: "Qianye, you are talking about..."

"Yes, they are our opponents." Osamu Dazai glanced at the head in his hand, touched it again, and said.

My wife Shanyi asked: "You... how do you all know?"

"Clues and clues." Qing Yan said: "Actually, those images are quite clear. There are some fragments of mental hospitals and fragments of his struggle. In addition, I have read about this person in newspapers. I have a habit of I would make a summary of every homicide in the newspaper and read it every night as a bedtime story."

My wife Shanyi: "Sleep, bedtime story?"

Qingyan sighed: "Yeah, when I was young, my mother always told me these bedtime stories..."

My wife Shanyi: "Heh...hehe...how dare you ask who your mother is..."

Qing Yan said: "Mafia, my son inherited his mother's career, in fact, my father did too, and I am still the second generation of black people."

My wife Shanyi: "Heh...heh..."

03.

They came out of the underground clinic and found that Yokohama was drizzling.

Yokohama in the night rain is very charming. The air is fresh and clear. After smelling the stench of the underground clinic for a while, the first smell of this air is really inexplicably moving.

In the nearby alleys are colorful and messy signboards, and the neon lights dye the rain into dark red and deep purple.

There are a lot of rotten garbage piled up in the alley, and a stray cat hides under the abandoned bicycle, looking at the world helplessly.

When Qingyan and the others walked by, the stray cat shook off the rainwater on its body and jumped beside them.

My wife, Shanyi, drooped her head: "I will report the relevant matter to the higher authorities. It was originally a matter of the Ghost Slayer Squad, but I didn't do anything in the end."

"You confuse us at least a little bit. We were taken aback when the enemy turned into your appearance." Qing Yan comforted: "So it's not like you didn't do nothing."

The corner of my wife Shanyi's mouth twitched: "Ah..." It's better not to say this, and what do you mean by saying this in a comforting tone? !

Zhongyuan Zhong also patted Qing Yan on the head: "Okay, it's time to go to the Armed Detective Office."

"I'm not going!" Qing Yan jumped up on one leg, "I'll go to Italy to find a friend in a few days, and he should be able to heal my leg. I'll just make do with it these days, teacher!"

It was Bai Lan Jesso that Qingyan was talking about.

After going back to the past, everyone who participated in the future war got the memory of fighting side by side.

And Bai Lan should have been cleansed by this time.

"Well... if you insist, it's fine." Nakahara Chuya said.

"Then I'll go first." My wife Shanyi said goodbye to them sullenly.

Qingyan thought for a while, and decided to encourage him: "Don't be unhappy, if you are unhappy, don't brush your teeth these days."

My wife Shanyi was at a loss: "Ah? Why?"

Qingyan replied: "Because there is a saying that the simplest mouth smell is the ultimate enjoyment. So this is a low-cost way to gain happiness."

My wife Shanyi: "...This is not the same thing at all!!! I'm leaving! Farewell! Don't say goodbye to me!!!"