Don't talk about love, just sell birds

History is always strikingly similar.

Izumo's ominous premonition becomes reality when he sees what Giyuu brought back.

Face coverings are upgraded to face masks, blindfolds are upgraded to eye masks, and hats that can cover ears are all thickened without exception. The most important thing is two pairs of thickened chains...

"Are you trying to tie me up? And I don't like green."

Izumo pushed the thing away in distaste, it was so green, wouldn't it be conspicuous to wear?He can be seen in the crowd at a glance, is it because he is afraid that those who are chasing him will not find him?

Yiyong didn't correct his misunderstanding of the color, but only signaled him with his eyes to get dressed quickly, but Izumo couldn't help it. No matter what the request of the benefactor had to be fulfilled, even if it was other special needs.

How much is self-esteem worth to the poor?

After putting on the chains on both hands and feet, I realized how heavy the two iron chains were. They must have been filled with lead. It was a shame that I was able to buy this thing in such a short period of time.

Izumo had sushi for breakfast as he wished, and then started a day of running around. Giyuu still believed in his own judgment and decided to go upstream along the river and investigate all the way along the river bank. Izumo dragged a heavy chain to follow Behind him, his face changed direction following Giyuu's movement, seeing him stop suddenly, Izumo also paused, "What's wrong?"

Yoshiyuki pointed to a cherry blossom tree on the other side of the river, "What do you think after seeing that?"

Izumo pulled down the blindfold, glanced at it and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

Seeing that he really didn't see anything, Yoshiyuki didn't explain it. He changed the direction and stopped going forward. Instead, he jumped onto a rock half out of the water in the middle of the river. Instead, he stepped directly on the water, and crossed the bank first before his pants were wet by the flowing river water and the splashing water splashing on the rocks.

Every ghost has its own unique blood ghost technique, and only Izumo's ability and righteousness can't see through it.

The closer you get, the fragrance of cherry blossoms gradually intensifies, and you can smell the strong fragrance through such a thick mask. Izumo quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hands, "The fragrance seems to be stinky, bad, I feel a bit dizzy. faint……"

The ghost's sense of smell is sharper than that of humans, and Yiyong didn't think his reaction was strange, and it didn't seem to be smelly, but there was indeed a strange smell hidden.

Izumo supported the banyan tree next to him and stood far away, his whole body was covered with refusing to approach, but Jian Yiyong was able to stand under the cherry blossom tree without changing his face, and felt a little admiration from the bottom of his heart, "What's so beautiful about cherry blossoms? Don't you still want to investigate? Go back, I don't want to stay here anymore. "

The ground was covered with a thick layer of pink, and Yiyong looked up at the lush branches. In his vision, a cherry blossom flew down the branch. Layers of petals were blown away by the wind like fireworks in the air, and a piece of it was gently swept across his forehead. , and finally swirled and floated onto the outstretched palm, "Don't you think it's strange? There are still cherry blossoms in this season."

Where did Izumo care about this? The alternation of seasons in the eyes of ordinary people is just a flick of a finger to him, and no one will pay attention to Mayfly's life, but in order to avoid deepening misunderstandings, he firmly shut his mouth and acted A quiet boy.

Yiyong found a three-finger-thick dead branch, walked around the tree a few times, and dug up near the root of the tree. After digging for a while, he dug up something without accident.

Bai Sensen's bones were buried in the damp soil, and grass roots emerged from the hollow eye sockets.

"Did you find anything?"

His thoughts were interrupted by a clear voice, he put down the dead branch and looked to the side, saw Izumo poking his head not far away, Yoshiyuki hurriedly called him, "Stay there, don't come over."

This familiar defense, you don't need to see the cloud to guess what's going on. I was hesitating whether to go over and have a look at it. On the tree trunk, he yelled weakly, "Is it a corpse?"

"It's the skeleton of a woman."

Izumo was not interested in how he could tell the gender of the bones at a glance, but as the soil was dug up, the disgusting stench gathered into a stream and ravaged the space. Izumo only endured it for a few seconds before running away. After several miles away, he dared to take a deep breath. After the reburied bones followed, he complained, "Is there only one corpse? Why is it so smelly?"

"No carrion, just bones."

Izumo reorganized the language in a good manner, "Is there only one skeleton? Why is it so smelly?"

"...Didn't you feel anything? For example, the soul of that skeleton."

Izumo didn't hear his question, so Gu Zi raised his arm and sniffed it vigorously, "Yiyongyiyong, do you think I smell a little smelly?"

"It's okay." Yi Yong asked again patiently, "Do you feel the soul of that skeleton?"

"It doesn't seem to smell, so why does it still smell, is it on you?"

Yiyong pushed away the head that was leaning towards his chest like a puppy, and the place where it touched happened to be the mask, and the strange touch made his heart palpitate.

Izumo overturned his own words after smelling it, "It really doesn't smell bad, you smell very good."

"..."

Is it meaty?

Seemingly belatedly, Izumo answered the question just now bluntly, "No, I don't feel any traces of souls everywhere, um, it looks a bit suspicious."

It is suspicious enough that there will be cherry blossoms that are out of season in this kind of place and the skeleton itself.

Giyuu took Izumo and continued to walk forward for a while. After leaving the woods, he suddenly realized that the blue sky and the grass-green rice fields were clearly separated, cutting the picture in front of him in half. Looking from a distance, it was indeed that wooden house, with many black spots gathered in front of the door, as if it was surrounded by people.

"Huh? It's the house of the guy who's so skinny that he's about to turn into a zombie? Why... eh? Why are you going, Giyuu?"

The two arrived at the wooden house one after the other, and Yiyong recognized a familiar face in the crowd, "What are you doing here?"

The crying overtook Ito's right to speak, and the old woman with her baby in her arms cried and fell to the front of the crowd, "My daughter! How could you bear to leave me, a poor old woman and a milk baby, and go away like this! !"

Frightened by her wailing, the baby in the swaddle also burst into tears, and the people next to her didn't know how to persuade them. They all lost their loved ones.

The atmosphere was very tense for a while, and Yoshiyuki asked Ito to find out what happened. It turned out that the old woman's daughter disappeared in the middle of the night yesterday. That's why everyone suspected that he was the murderer of the recent disappearance case, so they came to arrest him aggressively.

The two burly men who rushed into the room beforehand clasped one of Ichinose's shoulders, dragged him outside roughly, pushed them hard, and the already crumbling man fell to the ground and was forced to accept everyone's beating and scolding. The chapped and peeled lips opened and opened again, as if to explain, but the weak voice was completely covered up and failed to reach everyone's ears.

Yiyong understood the shape of his lips, but stood there indifferently, only looking up at the sun from time to time.

Izumo thought he was the kind of person who carried out justice, so he teased, "Aren't you going to stop it? His dying body can't withstand a few punches, or do you also believe that he is that ghost?"

"Whether he is a man or a ghost, you have already told me."

"Me?" Izumo pointed to his nose in bewilderment, the thick/big chains on his hands did not hinder his movements in any way.

Yiyong didn't answer, his eyes fell on the vase on the window sill of the wooden house, as if he was waiting for something.

Izumo, who was hung up on his appetite, was very uncomfortable. He couldn't think of what he had said. This Ichinose Yishui was a human being. He was very sure. Could it be that the man-eating ghost was someone he knew?Like his "dead wife"?After all, no one has seen with his own eyes whether his wife is dead or what, is Yiyong standing by and watching to lure the snake out of the hole?

Izumo was amazed by his own idea. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was very high. He couldn't help secretly admiring his IQ, tugging at Giyuu's sleeve and shaking it, wanting to ask for a compliment.

"It seems that the chain is not heavy enough."

"..."

Izumo withdrew his hand, afraid that tomorrow he would tie two iron balls the size of an iron pot to his hands and feet.

The author has something to say:

In the future, let the senior brother be a quiet and handsome man when he is talking [Slanting eyes and laughing]