Disqualification

[Have you been summoned again? ] The prostitute Taro looked at the space around him. The wooden beams were swaying in mid-air, and from time to time they made the unique rusty sound of rotten wood rubbing against each other. The sound of strings, the stupid sister Luo Ji is still dressed as an oiran, maybe she was summoned when meeting a guest.

The prostitute Taro felt a little uneasy, the too frequent paging by Mr. Wuyou made him realize that something was wrong, plus the Dazai he saw earlier.He had to think, why did people appear in front of them again after 150 and three years of separation, wouldn't it be good to never see each other for the rest of their lives?

Luo Ji is still heartless, just thinking of seeing her beloved Lord Wu Mi again is enough to make her excited. As for the dignified atmosphere that is about to come, she has no feeling at all. After finding the straight figure behind the dead Mou Zhu's curtain, she muttered to the prostitute Taro, "That annoying bastard Tong Mo didn't come." She smiled gloatingly, "Master Wu Mi must have put that bastard on the ground." My brain exploded."

[wrong. ]

The prostitute Taro thinks, Tong Mo is not as ignorant as he appears on the surface, he has always known that Lord Wu Mi hates him, and prefers to challenge Yiwoza's patience, and Naruto has a sequence when switching spaces to let all the ghosts come Yes, Tong Mo is always the last one among the Shangxian ghosts to arrive.

[There is a problem, there is definitely a problem. ]

A lattice door suddenly appeared in front of them, the door opened, and the Wuyou man in a suit and top hat was sitting on the sofa, he was playing with something, his expression was crazy, the prostitute Taro just took a look, then suddenly lowered his head, I dare not continue watching.

Now even Luo Ji knew that something was wrong, so she kowtowed with her elder brother and kept silent.

Wu Can heard their previous conversation, he said: "Tong Mo? Tong Mo will never come."

"He was killed."

All the ghosts present were silent, they understood the meaning of Wu Mi's words, but they didn't understand his state very well. Logically speaking, no matter how annoying Tong Mo was, he was a top stringer, second only to Hei Si Mou. His death means that the century-old balance has been broken, and Wu Mi will definitely be furious, wishing to tear all the ghosts into pieces.

But he was laughing.

"Although Tong Mo will never come, he has brought me very, very good news." Wu Mi dexterously played with the small ball with his left fingers. Only Heishimu would look up at this moment and look directly at the king of ghosts. In the final analysis, he is not an ordinary ghost. Even if he cares about the order and order, he is a partner and a subordinate for Wu Mi.

So he found that what Wu Mi was holding was Tong Mo's eyeballs, which were probably preserved by special means. Even after losing the owner, the pupils did not expand, and remained at the moment before death.

There is a saying that the pupils of a person will save the last scene they saw before death, just like a camera, and ghosts are the same.Under normal circumstances, as the pupils dilate, the photo will disappear, but Tong Mo's eyeballs are processed by Wu Mi with special means, and stay at the last moment.

Because of this, he could clearly see Osamu Dazai's face.

He couldn't help recalling the scene of last night, Tong Mo's frantic paging, and intermittent words.

"Aside from ghosts, are there any creatures that can survive for a long time? Are they not afraid of the sun?"

"I met one, Mr. Wu Mi."

"He's been like that since I was a kid."

"Do you know, Lord Wu Mi?"

"No... Miserable... You..."

Along with the influx of these words are intermittent memory fragments. Tong Mo does have a different ability from other ghosts in terms of self-control. He cut out the Dazai he saw when he was a child from a corner of his memory and transmitted it to Wu Mi, so he I saw Dazai walking in the sun, I saw Dazai now, I saw the same people across time.

"Crack——" the test tube fell directly from his hand, and the bottom end hit the ground, shattering into several small crystal pieces of glass. His pupils were dilated, blood vessels bulged, and raised grooves were left on the surface of the skin.

[I never turned him into a ghost. ]

[But being able to live for hundreds of years, longer than the era of Tong Mo, walking in the sun, isn't this the perfect creature I'm looking forward to? ]

[He is the blue Bana flower, it must be! ]

I have been looking for the blue Higan flower for too long. From the Heiankyo era to the present, it has been too long, so long that as long as I see a little hope, I don’t want to let it go. It seems that I have passed the biggest ups and downs on the road of life.

Wu Mi's fingers were even twitching nervously, he was trembling with excitement: "I finally found it, found the medicinal material that can turn me into a perfect creature, a person who has a long life and walks in the sun?"

[The premonition of not wanting to get stronger. ] The prostitute Taro's heart sank, his body was heavy, he didn't want to speak, and he couldn't speak. He looked at his sister next to him vaguely. At this moment, he only hoped that she would be more stupid, so stupid that he didn't realize what Master Wu Mi was saying Who exactly.

In the next second, fragmented images were fed into their minds, Dazai Osamu, Dazai Osamu, Dazai Osamu, all kinds of Dazai Osamu.

"Catch him." Wu Mi said, "The next task for you is to catch him!"

[really……]

He didn't know how to describe his emotions at this time, frankly speaking, since the day he saw Dazai, he had been worried and uneasy, so he was actually settled.

[No, no, the most important thing is...] He still didn't dare to look up, he could only look at Luo Ji and his sister secretly, [Can she hide it?Are you going to cover up that you never met Dazai, cover up the fact that we have nothing to do with each other? ]

This is what he is most worried about, so he can only look at Luo Ji and his sister, hoping that his performance will be better.

Fallen Princess... her performance was not good, it could even be said to be terrible, she couldn't control her body trembling, even if she was lying on the ground, her back muscles were twitching slightly.

"Falling Concubine." The voice of Master Wu Mi came from the top of his head, "Do you know anything?"

"!" The prostitute Taro's body trembled.

"Yes, yes." He heard his sister's trembling voice, "He, I have seen this man before."

[Stupid, even if you say it, you have to say it skillfully, don't just tell him about it in the past! ] Up to now, he has given up protecting Osamu Dazai, anyway, it has been known by Mr. Wu Mi, no matter what he does, it is meaningless, he can only disentangle the relationship, skillfully disentangle the relationship.

He is such a shameless person, he only cares about himself and his sister, and at the same time, he also expects that the ability to shield part of Lord Wuyou's thoughts from Osamu Dazai will also be reflected in Luo Ji.

[No matter what, please protect Luo Ji once, don't let her be killed by Mr. Wu Mi right now! ]

"He, he's my guest..." Luo Ji didn't dare to look at Wu Mi, her fear seemed normal in the current situation, and Wu Mi also felt that there was nothing wrong with it, she must have died because she didn't see through Dazai Scared?

Together with Luo Ji's trembling words, there are also memory fragments, flower streets, orange lanterns, interlacing wine, banquets, and handsome guests.

"About two or three years ago, he came to Yoshiwara for the first time and became my guest. After that, he didn't know what to do, and he never came again..."

She only wanted to tell Wu Mi these few words, and she didn't want to talk about anything else, and she didn't even say that they met this year, obviously the meeting not long ago was the most important.

The prostitute Taro scolded Luo Ji in his heart for being stupid, so stupid, as stupid as the end of the world, can't you say more?Selling Dazai won't kill him, he's going to die anyway!How can there be any possibility of survival if you are stared at by Mr. Wu Mi, do you want to die with him, idiot!

Even so, he didn't mean to add to his sister's words. Instead, he moved to her side on his knees and kowtowed together with his sister: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wu Mi, we have seen that man, but we didn't recognize him. dereliction of duty!"

"This is indeed your dereliction of duty." Wu Mi said condescendingly, he was very good at blaming others, and at the same time put his own responsibilities aside, he was in a good mood now, thinking that he still needed Luo Ji and the others to find Dazai, So I didn't want to pinch the heads of the siblings in front of me, "So, what do you know about him, identity? Age? Address?"

In fact, Wu Mi felt that Osamu Dazai's face was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw him.

[Probably passing by. ]

He thought: [The whole of Japan is so big, it is possible to meet anywhere. ]

"The name he used when he visited Yoshiwara was Shuji Tsushima." Fallen Girl said tremblingly, "It seems that he has a residence in Kyoto, and I don't know about the others." She mumbled, "There are always people who don't want to reveal their identity. Guest, but he is quite rich, so..."

Wuyou waved his hand, anyway, knowing the name Tsushima Shuji can ease the burden of searching, Wuyou is not going to go to Yoshiwara to check again, he believes in the stupid loyalty of Yuji, and never thinks that she will hide himself .

"That's right," he said. "It's more or less useful."

He said to the others: "Have you heard that, just follow this message to find him, and temporarily put aside all other tasks, as soon as you find this man, notify me immediately!"

"Dig three feet into the ground and find him." He opened his fingers and clenched them again, as if grasping the treasure in the sky.

"He was born to make me perfect."

Without ghosts talking, they didn't dare to interrupt Wumi, who was expressing his emotions wantonly, but the king of ghosts, the person involved, he didn't seem to have the time to pay attention to his subordinates.

So he didn't see the ten fingers that Hei Simou clenched tightly.

[Dazai... rule...? ]