[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

The rain slid down the blade of the Taidao, and it seemed to be emitting a faint light in the rain.

The powerful and lingering spiritual power continuously radiated out, enough to make birds dare not approach.

"Are you guarding her?" Asakura looked at Taidao with a smile that was almost approving, "Very hard."

"But it's really strange... You should, it's not that kid's contract knife."

He didn't say anything, and looked away from the sword.

"The little monster over there can come out now."

The surrounding trees were completely burned by the fire of bad karma, so the figure sticking out from the wall was completely unobstructed, making it particularly conspicuous.

The young man in a black safari held up his sleeves, covering half of his face, leaving only his eyes exposed. I don't know whether it was because of surprise or fear. He stared at Ma Canghao, as if he was looking at something. Terrible things.

"Your name is Qing Lan."

The young man under his gaze said with a smile, "Since you have turned back again, then I will count on you for the next step."

Qing Lan just stared at him without saying a word.

"It's a mistake not to bring an umbrella."

Ma Canghao turned around and left without looking at Lu Qiaoqiao again.

Finally, his voice came from the rain, soft and not very clear: "... I really don't remember where I used 'Huai' together... After all, it is absolutely impossible for me to invite such a person as a companion of……"

The boy's figure disappeared.

The heavy rain washed the ground, and even a faint smoke rose.

The sword hanging in front of the girl fell to the ground with a thud, and the spiritual power surrounding it also gathered back.

It lay quietly beside the girl, as if it was just a dead thing.

After a while, Qing Lan jumped down from the wall.

He paced to Lu Qiaoqiao's side with a very depressed expression on his face.

"It's really bad... If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have come back. Alas, curiosity can kill monsters."

He jumped around the girl like a big flea, hesitating and lingering.

"Oh."

A voice came from behind him.

The big monster who was concentrating on jumping suddenly flew up, and quickly turned around: "Who is it!"

In the hazy rain and fog, a person stood behind him holding an umbrella.

This is a young man wearing a colorful kimono and carrying a huge box behind his back.

The makeup on her face was weird and coquettish.At first glance, he seemed to be smiling, but after careful observation, he found that it was just makeup painted as smiling lips.

He doesn't look like an ordinary human at all, even for a monster like Qinglan, his dress is too weird.

So the monster widened his eyes again: "Who are you?"

The young man turned the umbrella in his hand, and the bell tied to the umbrella handle swayed silently.

"Gui'an," he greeted Qing Lan, "I'm just a drug seller."

"I sensed the aura of the old man, so I rushed over, but I didn't expect to be a step slower."

"A drug seller?"

Qing Lan saw him from beginning to end: "I think you look more like a monster."

He pointed to the girl on the ground again: "The old person you mentioned, could it be this one?"

"Ah... maybe, after all, I'm only familiar with one-eighth of her."

one eighth?

"What is that?" The monster was puzzled, and his face was very miserable, "Oh, it's really troublesome."

He turned around a few more times, and couldn't help saying: "No matter it's one-eighth or what, since you know her, then she will be handed over to you."

"I'm afraid not."

The young man leaned over the umbrella to cover Lu Qiaoqiao from the rain. He watched the bloodstains on the ground and sighed: "This is really... a serious injury."

"She was penetrated by the fingers of the huge spirit body," Qing Lan gestured, reaching forward and stabbing, "It's like this."

He squatted down and looked at Lu Qiaoqiao: "The chest and abdomen have been pierced... In terms of a human body, she must be dead."

"Perhaps so."

The monster then licked his lips and stared at Lu Qiaoqiao, as if a big meal was about to be cooked.

"She is a very powerful psychic. If she dies like this, her soul will dissipate in vain. It would be too wasteful..."

"If the reward is the soul, I don't mind disposing of the corpse for her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out an 'ouch' and covered his eyes.

The Taidao next to the girl was quietly lying in the bloody water, the light reflected on the blade was cold and glaring.

The monster covered his eyes and screamed 'hiss' in pain, and took a while to move his hand away, then glared at the sword angrily: "Damn Fusangshen!"

"You said something that made this adult care."

"I'm not wrong," Qing Lan stood up, "She's dead, isn't she?"

"Oh, maybe it is, and maybe it's not."

The young man who claimed to be a drug seller was ambiguous: "Who knows what will happen in the future."

He said meaningfully: "Many times...overconfidence will lead to mistakes."

He fiddled with the bell on the umbrella handle: "I originally wanted to use this to call back the soul...but now it seems that with this blade, it is useless."

"what?"

Qing Lan questioned: "What are you talking about?"

The man looked away slightly: "No, it's nothing, you don't have to care."

"You are a weird drug seller."

"Thanks for the compliment."

The man put down the medicine cabinet, squatted down beside the girl, untied the bell on the handle of the umbrella, and took Lu Qiaoqiao's right hand.

Lu Qiaoqiao's hands were soaked in the rain, and they had already turned pale due to blood loss, leaving only a slight trace of heat. Her body was also deflected due to this slight force, and from the sideways appearance, it was softly flat. on the ground.

The Taidao beside her seemed to have a flash of light on the blade.

"Hey," the drug seller raised his hand, covered his eyes, and told someone, "Even if the body can heal, it's still very dangerous if the soul is lost."

"Hey, who are you talking to?"

The man didn't answer, but just put down his hand and stared at Taidao.

A moment later, as if he had obtained some kind of permission, he held Lu Qiaoqiao's right hand again, and carefully wrapped the bell around her little finger.

"that's it."

He let go of Lu Qiaoqiao, and put the girl's hand on the Taidao: "The next step is up to you."

Qing Lan stood aside, watching him coldly wrapping up the bell, placing the umbrella at an angle to cover the rain, and then picked up the huge medicine box again, as if leaving.

When the man really took a step forward, he finally lost his composure: "Are you leaving?"

"Hey, answer me?"

The man carrying the medicine box just stopped in his tracks, turned his head and glanced at the girl.

The makeup on his lips was like a smile but not a smile, misty and rainy, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

Then, he turned around again and continued walking forward.

——I completely ignored the yelling of the youkai behind me.

It was raining heavily, and his figure faded away within the rain curtain for almost a moment.

So things seem to be back to the original point - in the rain, the girl lying on the ground unknown to her life and death, and the monster jumping around.

"What?" Qing Lan walked back and forth, "I don't know why... I should hurry up and slip away."

But he circled around the girl, but he didn't move away.

So, as time passed by every minute and every second, finally, he heard a familiar calling.

"Qing Lan, Qing Lan!"

He turned around almost in surprise, looking at the figure running from a distance.

"Ryu," for the first time, Qinglan felt that Ritsu Iijima's face was extraordinarily amiable, "you are finally here."

Running from a distance was a young man who could be called a young man. He was wearing Changshi's clothes and ran hurriedly with an umbrella in his hand. He was chasing after two birds, one black and one white.

"Qing Lan," he began to call the monster's name from a distance, "I finally found you."

"You bastard," he complained, "left my father's body and slipped out again. Fortunately, I found it early, otherwise my father would be declared 'dead' again now! Be careful, although it is not enough for you It's a 'clothes', but it's my father's body..."

He ran to a nearby place, counting the monsters, and before he finished speaking, he saw the girl on the ground, so his voice stopped and turned into a scream:

"Wow! Corpse, corpse?"

"It's not a corpse, it's still alive," Qing Lan waved her hand, her face gloomy, "Don't blame me anymore, I've encountered a big crisis."

"What's going on," Ritsu Iijima frowned, looking at the blood on the ground, "What a serious injury..."

He looked around: "Is something happening around here?"

"It's hard to say."

"Anyway, Lulu, it's great that you're here," Qing Lan grabbed the boy's wrist, "Take me away quickly."

"what are you talking about."

"I don't know the specifics, but... it's like something like a word spirit," the monster said listlessly, "I just can't take the initiative to leave this girl."

"Really? Master Qinglan," the bird behind the boy actually spoke, "Isn't it because you covet this girl's soul that you linger?"

"Leave it alone, she will die." Iijima Ritsu calmed down, "Obaro, you go back with Qinglan, let him return to my father's body quickly! As for this, leave it to me , at least call the police..."

"Master."

Another bird standing on his shoulder said, "Someone is coming."

The headlights split the night, Ritsu Iijima raised his hand reflexively, covering the sudden light, the sound of the engine approached, and then the sound of brakes.

He put down his hand and saw a limousine in his sight.

...should be a limousine?

Ritsu Iijima is not familiar with foreign car brands, but the car parked not far away is quite a bit longer, obviously not an ordinary car.

"It seems to come from the school next door."

The bird clung to his ear, whispering a report.

"Is there a school near here?"

Ritsu Iijima only had time to ask a question, and saw the doors of the limousine suddenly opened one after another.

The first person to step out of the car door was a tall man.

The moment he stepped out of the car door, the rain curtain soaked his suit.

"Mr. Sakaki," the driver stuck his head out of the car window, "it's raining too much, are you okay?"

The man turned his head slightly, and before he could answer, another boy jumped out of the carriage.

This is really a handsome boy who makes people envy God's eccentricity.

Even in this rainy night, he seemed to be standing on a brightly lit high platform, and everyone's eyes, of course, should be focused on him.

"Supervisor!" He said to the man, "I'll go with you."

His words were like a switch, and several teenagers poured out from the vehicle one after another, crowding around the man.

"Yes, supervisor. It seems that there is a real fire over there, and there are many witness reports."

"Maybe it was set on fire."

"Although it's raining now, it seems to have gone out, but..."

The man raised his hand and made a 'silence' gesture.

So the teenagers who were still yelling just now stopped talking in unison.

"I'll go and have a look. You stay here."

The man said flatly, and then said to the teenagers beside him, "Take care of them."

Then he took a step forward, and the water on the ground rippled as he walked.He walked all the way, turning his head from time to time to look at the scorched dead wood around him.

Soon, he came close.

The man's eyes first stopped on Ritsu Iijima.The rain had completely wet his clothes, but when he stopped and spoke in a slightly surprised tone, he still showed his aristocratic temperament: "Oh, is there someone?"

"What a surprise," he started walking again, "You seem to have just arrived. Did you also see the flames around here?"

Then, his voice completely disappeared.

The man's eyes stayed on the girl lying on the ground.

Blood mixed with the water and trickled past his feet.

His expression was stunned at first, then turned into surprise, and finally he frowned and rushed over with big strides.Then he suddenly rushed to the girl's side.