It's Very Easy to Fill in Next Time

The smile is 105° sincere.

Jinguji Saki's face flushed red in the crowd, and when she saw him, she went red up to her ears.

"Go out and talk!"

Wearing a hospital gown, Jinguji grabbed Bai Wei and dragged him to the corridor, only to be relieved when no one followed.

After separating the crowd, she calmed down a little, touched her hot cheeks, blew the cold wind, and let out a breath.

"What did you do?"

"Cutting down the mountain, sweeping the tail."

"Have you gone to the mountains?" Jinguji was surprised.

"The problem has been dealt with." Bai Wei poured a cup of hot tea in his hand and put it in the palm of his hand. White water mist floated up. He looked at the light green water pattern in the cup: "I am a professional counterpart, and it didn't take much effort."

Jinguji Saki was speechless, and after a while, she sighed in a complicated mood: "You are so amazing."

Bai Wei didn't deny it: "Are you complaining that I didn't come to help earlier?"

"Am I this kind of wolf-hearted person?" Jinguji said, "It's my duty not to help if I help."

"Knowing these truths proves that the brain is not broken."

"What did you think of me in the past?"

"Stupid woman with big breasts and no brains."

"I'm smarter than Shimotsuki!" Jinguji Saki retorted.

"It's so smart, you won't drill into the mountains."

Bai Wei's faint words made her speechless. She still felt guilty about this incident, and she also lost two people because of her decision.

"I know I made a mistake, so don't make it next time." Bai Wei continued, "I can't make it every time. This time, I'm lucky."

Jinguji Saki nodded obediently: "Understood, thank you."

Business conversations are like conversations between friends and communication between adults in society.

Gradually flat as water.

Recovering a little from the lost emotion, Jinguji Saki quietly looked at the profile of the young man a step away.

He closed his eyes, as if he was resting his eyes, or waiting for someone to take the initiative to talk to him. He is not the one who talks, but he can control the flow of the conversation, and only say what is necessary. Let's just say it straight, because there is no interaction of interests, and because he came alone, his attitude is always casual with a bit of detachment in his heart.

Most of the smiles are [-] degrees Celsius, and they will be warmer when facing relatives, but not more than [-] degrees Celsius.

In fact, Jinguji Saki didn't want such a formulaic conversation.

She would think, if Shuangyue was here instead of herself, would he, as an elder brother, show a little different attitude, show a little more concern and smile, would he put her on the hospital bed and cover her with a quilt, and sit down? Stand by and guard.

Or, take it a step further.

If it is a lover, will you get more care, can you see his different expressions, can you be hugged by him, and say something close to your ear that makes you blush and heartbeat.

That's how it's done on TV...

The heroine is injured, but the hero is always on the sidelines desperately protecting her, tightly holding the hand of the woman who is lying in bed, as if glue has been applied many times, no one can let him let go, and the sound of heartbeat overlaps , how romantic.

She has always hidden such a young girl's heart in her heart. Her residence is full of shoujo manga, and the biggest ostentation in the world is unlikely to exceed that in shoujo manga. In reality, even if you are a shogun, you can't get a girl Beautifully described in the comics.

But from the shoujo manga, the reality is that I am sitting in the corridor with the cold wind blowing, and the people next to me are sitting at a polite distance, drinking hot water and closing my eyes to be content, not to mention hugging, even saying "drink more" "Hot water" is concerned.

"The hot tea tastes okay." Bai Wei managed to say something.

Jingu Temple: "..."

"I'll go back to Edo after a while." Bai Wei said, "Stay here to recuperate your injuries. If you break your bones, you won't be able to practice swords or be beaten when you go back."

"Being beaten is unnecessary... you left so soon?"

"There's nothing to do if I stay, and there seems to be no bonus. I'm going to take the train back after dawn."

"Did you really come here from Edo by bicycle?" Jinguji asked in surprise.

"Otherwise, since there are no trains after midnight, it's more convenient to have a car." Bai Wei raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Jinguji Saki pursed her lips, her eyes bent into crescents, she was very happy, from the bottom of her heart.

What carelessness and detachment from the world... It's clearly the clumsiness and stubbornness that don't know how to take credit.

If I really didn't care, I wouldn't be here.

"You'd better find a place to sleep." Jinguji could see that Bai Wei didn't want to open his eyes because he was tired and worried that he would fall asleep here.

"I can sleep anywhere." Bai Wei does have this experience. When he was a mentor in his previous life and penetrated the abyss, he sat on the corpse of a demon and closed his eyes to rest. After waiting for more than ten minutes, he felt When danger comes and disaster is approaching, he hurriedly opened his eyes again, and thrust the weapon into the mouth of the approaching demon, wishing the other party a good smile, stabbing the other party in the stomach, and whetting the other party's appetite.

He paused: "Go back to the ward, I'll leave after the locomotive arrives."

"Just ride back to Edo like this? A typhoon is coming soon."

"Hurry up before the typhoon arrives. It's more troublesome to check in locomotives, and I..."

I didn’t bring much money with me when I went out this time, and I used up the money for refueling several times on the way. If I didn’t meet Akechi Yuya, I don’t even have money for refueling now. Where can I get the money to check in and buy train tickets?

He took the initiative to interrupt the words before he finished speaking, and he could not speak out, which would damage the majesty of the emperor.

Bai Wei, who had already lived in poverty, lamented repeatedly in his heart, and especially missed the golden power, which is a super cheat with its own golden rule.

But the youth bird never came back.

Jinguji Saki was indeed sleepy, and yawned several times in succession, wondering if she should learn the trick from the girl manga.

Secretly pretending to be asleep, then leaning on the other's shoulder to fall asleep, and then being carried back by the princess...

As a result, just as she closed her eyes, Bai Wei flicked her head and collapsed: "If you are tired, go back and rest by yourself, or I will carry you back later."

Carry? ?

The witch stomped her feet: "Go back and go back!"

She took two steps towards the ward unhappily, then stopped suddenly and turned her head.

"Did Shuangyue say anything to you when you came?"

"Safe travels."

"That's not it." Jinguji Saki asked: "She said that the Sanada group sent an invitation letter, saying that they would hold a banquet... Didn't she tell you about this?"

Bai Wei suddenly opened his eyes and got up...Zhuo, how could I forget about this!The Banquet of the Sanada Group!

Chapter 130 Nine Killing Doors

Bai Wei decided to solve the problem before dawn.

But he had to give priority to sending the sword shamans to a safe place.

With him in charge of escorting, the journey was smooth and unimpeded, with no surprises or dangers.

The cannibals are not dead yet, but Bai Wei hangs the mountain ghost boy's head on the front of the locomotive, just like an army made by the ancient army who killed and beheaded, to frighten the enemy, so it is easy to walk from the mountain forest out.

Three hours later, he sent the swordsmen to safety.

Not far ahead is the sentinel set up by the Metropolitan Police Department, where bright lights and many police officers can be seen.

Bai Wei stopped in his tracks: "Here we are, get out of the car."

Jinguji Saki raised her face, and she asked, "Aren't you together?"

"I'll take you here." Bai Wei waited for Jinguji to get off the car, straddled the locomotive, started the engine, and threw the head of the evil ghost to a sword shaman nearby: "Take this gift with you too. , maybe you can research something?"

A head of King Ghidorah can be transformed into a mechanical Godzilla, which may not be impossible.

The sword shaman didn't care, she directly stuck her head on the tip of her weapon and put it on her shoulder. She laughed and teased: "Going back like this, it's like we've won a battle and returned home triumphantly."

Bai Wei put on a serious smile, put on the helmet, covered the windshield, turned the accelerator, and flicked the tail beautifully on the street. In just a short moment, this car seemed to be a famous battlefield rider who came to life, and the tail lights pulled out red on the road. Afterimage.

"Ah, ah... really left." The sword shaman with dyed blond hair dressed like a fashionable hot girl complained: "Don't you want to say something nice? Jinguji, your boyfriend is a bit puzzled Bar."

"Is he going back to continue cutting the mountains?" The petite sword shaman with Ji's hair asked worriedly, "Will it be too dangerous?"

"Jinguji? Are you okay?" Wuzi supported her shoulder.

"Well, I'm fine." Jinguji Saki's tone was soft, whispering like a dream: "I was just thinking, we really survived."

Hearing this, the seven sword shamans were silent one after another. After the catastrophe, they felt responsible for the rest of their lives, and it was inevitable that they would feel unreal like a dream.

After all, they survived. After a day and two nights, only after this experience did they realize the weight of life.

I also felt my own weakness and powerlessness.

"Let's go." One person took the lead: "Standing here is useless, right?"

The sound of the locomotive engine gradually faded away, and the swordsmen walked towards the patrol site, illuminated by the lights, and the police officers hurried up to greet the staggering swordsmen, which was another matter.

……

Bai Wei drove back to the deep mountains.

Because the locomotive really does not have the function of climbing the mountain, we can only leave the vehicle at the foot of the mountain and climb the mountain on foot.

He was very fast, walking all the way up, opening the way with a knife.

In fact, Bai Wei is also very tired. If he hadn't obtained the fragments of the Heroic Spirit, which once strengthened his soul, he might not be able to support the double consumption of physical and mental energy.

But after all, his body is still a mortal, and his body was exhausted after running for more than ten hours. Coupled with the encounters he fought all the way in, and the fierce battle with the mountain ghost boy, his physical strength was indeed weakened. So even if there was the breath of ogre lingering around, he tried his best not to use the knife, but just burst out with killing intent to drive back the group of creatures.

Fear aura is still very useful.

In this way, he climbed the mountain all the way until he reached a height close to 350 meters from the ground. Has fallen into a gray mist.

Monster Mist...

miasma……

He is very familiar with this kind of breath. For ten years, he slayed ghosts in Rashomon, but his body was transformed by the miasma and the blood of monsters, and finally turned into a ghost. , I am afraid that he will also become a high-ranking ghost like Shangui Tongzi, retaining his mind and gaining the powerful body of a ghost, but no longer a human.

Following the source of the miasma, Bai Wei found the door.

As always, the door is tightly attached to the mountain wall, like a machine that spits out gashapons, dropping an ogre every few seconds. This automatic manufacturing function is like a built-in super biochemical weapon factory.

Bai Wei has entered the Rashomon for a full ten years, but he has not figured out the secret of this door and the origin of the ogre.

But after all, they are acquaintances. When Bai Wei came to the door again, it produced a little fluctuation.