pyloric neuropathy has not improved

Chapter 12

"What happened later?" Peony's eyes widened.

"Later, because of the outbreak of monsters, Nanye and I failed to escape, and buried our corpses in the wilderness. What you see now are actually the souls of the two of us." Rin said, "If you don't tell me, I will send 70 messages." Twitter with a TAG will lose the salary of the next [-] years within seven days, listen up, the TAG to be used is, You-Zhu-Big-Stupid-Dumb-"

The red-haired boy on the opposite side of the table couldn't help laughing, sitting next to him was Yusuke Urameshi who had been training in the mountains for half a month.The guy showed a rare amount of tolerance for Fa Xiao's usual caustic comments, but maybe he's too engrossed in the oversized serving of Hell Ramen to care about him.

"Don't bully Yusuke all the time." After listening to the perfect Keiko, she thought her sister was joking, but felt that the last sentence was not good, and cast a reproachful glance with her almond eyes.

Rin curled her lips, complaining every day that the other party didn't study well and ran to the mountains when she was away, but when she was there, she would protect her both openly and secretly.Are all young ladies like this these days?

Turning her eyes, she made a new discovery: "No wonder Yusuke you put on so much pomade every day, your hair looks like Auntie Atsuko when you let it down. Hey, beautiful girl——"

Keiko: "Rin!"

"This is the object of your next mission."

Peony put a photo in front of Rin, a cute girl with blond hair and blue eyes, who looked less than ten years old. "Her name is Alice. Her mother is American. She lived on the mountain with her grandfather. She disappeared suddenly one day, leaving only one shoe behind. According to the detector test, there is a demonic aura around her."

"So you want us to find out the cause of her death?" Rin frowned. "This is the job of the police."

"But there are no policemen in the spirit world." Mudan shrugged and winked at Zangma who was walking over with the bill. "So please you and your assistant, spirit detective, Miss Yukimura Holmes."

"..."

On weekends without tutoring classes and homework, you should lie in bed and read some less serious books, such as the latest reading of Dengeki Bunko, the boy JUMP that just came out this week, you don’t have to think about anything, relax your brain, as if standing on tiptoe on the clouds Dancing on tiptoes, even with a bloodied face on the back of a book, is easy—rather than sitting in a tram stop, bored watching people beat people up, while waiting for the nearest train to Lin County.

"They're under control." Zang Ma jumped down from the mountain of delinquent boys, holding a bug in his hand.

Rin stretched her neck to look at the platform outside the waiting room. At the moment when the conductors were being manipulated by bugs, she had to do everything by herself, "This has nothing to do with us..." She jumped up suddenly, "Here we come! The bus is here!"

"Then what about these people?" Zangma pointed helplessly at the mountain of people behind him.

"Did you call Peony?"

"Called, but she didn't answer."

"It seems that she and Yusuke are also busy." Rin pondered for a moment, then clenched his right hand into a fist and knocked on the palm of his left hand, "Okay, it's decided, you stay here."

The red-haired boy looked at her disapprovingly. "I've said it many times, we're partners—"

"That's why I leave the most important thing to you." Rin raised his foot and kicked a delinquent boy who was close at hand. "So many people at the station are under control, I don't know if there are people coming from other places." She looked up into those green eyes, "Help me protect them, please... this is the most important thing for me. most important thing."

It's hard to calculate the time when they stared at each other, it was only for a moment, but it seemed that they saw a lot of things that could not be communicated in such a short time.After a while, the other person turned his gaze away, "It's really a heavy entrustment."

"Yes, because I trust you."

She thought for a while, and added, "As a partner."

"You take this."

A few seeds were thrown over, and Rin hurriedly took them, "Demon-eating plants, their saliva is acidic, and they feed on monsters." Zangma said, "They will react on their own when they feel the monster's aura, you protect yourself .”

"I know, I know," Rin said perfunctorily, "You protect them well."

A cute mixed race girl with blond hair and blue eyes. There are probably many clues in the city, but in the mountains, where there are few people, "I can't find it at all!" - a desolate area where no one complains loudly and doesn't have to worry about the image being destroyed. Such a task can be imagined How difficult it is to complete.

The only thing that is certain is that there must be some particularly large monsters around, or a lot of monsters.The evil spirit detector is like a compass in disorder. The pointer rotates back and forth repeatedly, but it just refuses to give a definite position. It makes people feel scared: "...I'd better wait until the Tibetan horse comes." Rin muttered to himself.

It was getting dark, so I found a hidden area to seal and bury the data detector, making a mark that would be difficult for others to understand.Sure enough, for me without any superpowers, such a cool job as a spiritual detective is no different from an ordinary spy?While complaining to himself, he walked down the mountain, just like an ordinary mountaineering enthusiast, he opened the map with the help of the skylight, "The nearest is... Bone Rotten Village."

While saying the name, it seemed that something was slightly opened.

The barrier created by the word spirit—an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly hit my heart, and I threw away the map in my hand, and Rin ran towards the way he came without looking.The demon-eating plant broke out of the cocoon behind her, and the spit out of the acid poured on the circling black shadow, and the sawtooth cracked and shattered, making a high-pitched scream.

But it didn't end there, there was something on the back of the neck that shouldn't be in the forest at all.Slender, warm, and slippery... legs soaring into the air, suffocating pain, blurred vision... unable to escape.

Suddenly the neck restraint was released. "Bang!" His vision went dark, and Rin lost consciousness again.

……

Turning the corner of the street, a bar appeared in front of my eyes. A wooden signboard was hung from black iron chains. The words "Devil's Bar" were written in pitch-black characters in the characters of the devil world.

Pushing open half a row of western-style wooden doors, the light in the bar is still dark, but unexpectedly loud.Different from the numbness and silence of the gray and black street outside, demons gathered in twos and threes around the bar or booth in the muddy and chaotic lights, full of malicious and dark whispers accompanied by high-concentration low-quality alcohol, as if from a foreign country. The spices at the end stirred the air fiercely.

[Welcome to Monster Street. 】

This is the paradise of the most evil and habitual criminals, the purgatory haunted by the undead, and the supreme Eden that you can see in the darkness of the world that can contain love.

The gray-robed man approached the bar, and as soon as Fang took his seat, the bartender with iron-blue steel skin approached enthusiastically, "What would you like to drink, friend?" He kept wiping the glass in his hand, and at the same time chattered about recommending said, "Do you love peppery virgin blood? Try the Bloody Marys here! Everyone says the Bloody Marys at Devil's Bar are the real thing—real blood and a real damsel named Mary!" Or ..."

The more the bartender talked, the more excited he was, almost dancing.At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, pushing the source of the noise backwards.

"Shut up, buddy!"

A clear male voice cheerfully inserted between the two, and the red-haired monster who suddenly appeared made an exaggerated grimace.He has a small horn on his head, and white and sharp canine teeth can be seen when the corner of his mouth is raised. These small details make him look a little more childish, mischievous and cute than ordinary monsters.

"Stop recommending your bloody cocktails. Everyone knows old Paul at the Devil's only mixes cocktails, no booze!"

The bartender who had been kicked out cursed and left. The red-haired monster turned to look at the gray-robed man. Seeing that the man was still sitting quietly, he couldn't help laughing happily, "You really didn't leave! I was outside just now I saw you, very powerful... shall we have a fight?"

He pointed to his pointy ears, smiling so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "Look, I'm so excited that my ears are pointing!"

The gray-robed man looked at him without saying a word, and the atmosphere was somewhat confusing.The red-haired monster didn't feel anything wrong, and still introduced himself generously: "My name is Zhen, how about you?"

His face is as handsome and lively as a boy's, as if even walking is accompanied by sudden winds, and his whole body is flamboyant and jumping like a living flame.

As if the gears that had been stagnant for a long time finally started to move, the gray-robed man slowly but firmly shook his head.

"Why?" Zhen opened his eyes wide. The rejection of the invitation to a duel made him very depressed, and his sharp ears that were eager to try before had collapsed a little. "I have a good reputation, and I don't cheat or play tricks. You can fight me one game..."

The gray-robed man stretched out his hand, his slender fingers looked extremely pale under the thin light, and even the blue and purple meridians and blood vessels could be seen.

"I can't duel with you," the female voice was slender and hoarse like a gust of wind.The girl's fingers lightly tapped Dot Matrix's chest.

"You're going to die," she whispered.

The red-haired monster opened its eyes wide in surprise—the cold temperature from the other party's fingers seemed to be transmitted to the depths of his magic core through the white cotton and linen cloth.

He unconsciously reached out and touched the place where he was touched by the other party.The strange pain from the previous second had disappeared, but he still couldn't help showing a strange expression, "Just now you... have killed me once?"

"Yes." The other party repeated, "You will die."

The gray-robed man slightly raised his head and looked directly at him. The light from the bar slightly dispelled the shadow under the hood, and suddenly realized that the external image of the murderer was actually a human girl who was so beautiful that people felt unreal.

If the magic core that all monsters regard as the heart is destroyed from the inside by others, then they will surely die.The red-haired monster closed its mouth obediently, its ears collapsed for a while and then pointed again.It is good that the opponent is strong, but if the difference in strength is too great, it seems too tragic...

"I admit defeat, miss." At last he sighed a long sigh. "But one day I'll beat you. What's your name?"

The girl looked away, looking erratically at the rows of crystal clear glass goblets hanging upside down above the bar, and scratched a few strokes with her fingertips on the wooden table, a lonely note. "...Maybe. I think."

"I see, I see." The red-haired monster grinned, his pointed canine teeth still looked very white under the dim light of the bar counter, "It's rare to see a monster as powerful as you in the human world. You come here to do it." What? Are you also here to participate in the Dark Fighting Tournament?"

"I'm here to find something." The slender fingers retracted into the gray robe, and the girl unconsciously rubbed the knuckles of her ten fingers one by one. This action made her look a little nervous.

"Very important stuff," she emphasized.

"Have you found it?" Array asked.

"No."

"Then you can also go to the Dark Fighting Conference!" Sitting carelessly on the wooden bar, he stretched out his arms and took out a few pieces of ice from the ice machine and stuffed them into his mouth, saying vaguely, " The winner's team can grant one wish. Just like our team, everyone gathered together because they were unwilling to live in the dark and dark world."

Noticing the bewildered eyes of the other party who still seemed to be shrouded in layers of mist, he grinned again. "It's a pity that our team is full, otherwise I will drag you into the team even if I die again... You will definitely participate, right?"

The hands of the clock quietly moved to twelve midnight, and the streets of Demon Street were still as cold and quiet as day.The night fog replaced the haze during the day and spread in the streets and alleys. The British-style gray-black stone brick streets did not have a trace of light.

There was a faint flute sound coming from a distance, and it was as dim as a vague illusion.A shadow gradually appeared around the corner, elongated, revealing a slender gray-robed figure.The shadow cast by the hood obscured his face, and even his hands and feet were shrouded in slender dark gray shadows.

The man in gray stopped suddenly.She raised her hand and pinched to death the strange insect that suddenly appeared half a centimeter in front of her head.The strange insect turned into a wisp of blue smoke between the pale fingers and died. The melodious flute that had been floating on the street stopped abruptly. At the corner of the street, a fair and handsome blond figure like a boy slowly turned out.

"Good night, have a good night."

After being discovered, Suzaku still didn't care, and Suzaku waved the insect flute in his hand at her freely. "Are you leaving?"

The girl did not answer, a pair of pure black eyes like midnight stared straight at the chrysoberyl on his forehead, and the misty eyes in the daytime were cold and inorganic like sharp knives, and the other party had no doubt that she did have it. this ability.There was no wind around, and it was so quiet that one could hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground.

"Wouldn't the magic roundworm leave a corpse after death?" Suzaku looked at the insect flute in his hand. Although it had a strange shape and barbed thorns, it was smooth and self-contained. In his eyes, it even had the beauty of a work of art. "There were no such results when I tested."

"The bug flute is useless to me." The girl said softly. "I am its master."

"That's right." Suzaku gave up and continued to study the dark tool in his hand, and he put the insect flute to his lips again. "In that case, let me use it to bid you farewell."

The girl didn't have any special reaction to this, but continued to shrink a little deeper into the gray robe as if she was afraid of the cold.The sound of the flute was melodious, and the night mist of the demon street was mixed with more demonic malice than in the daytime, but none of them could get close to her, as if they were alive and automatically avoiding every tiny movement of her.

"Actually, I'm a little curious." When the slender figure in the gray robe was about to disappear into the depths of the night mist, the blond demon suddenly asked.

"What are you looking for? Is there anything in this world that you can't get with your ability?"

No answer.After the girl left, the thick fog like Moses dividing the sea merged into one again.The Demon Street at night is like a huge labyrinth entwined with despair and malice.

"It's a memory."

Someone faintly answered in a low voice in the mist.

The author has something to say: ... I accidentally divided it into the original before (?Д?) I am such an idiot ()