Don't talk about love, just sell birds

The river water is clear and transparent, with soft aquatic plants growing. When the breeze blows, the surface of the water ripples from time to time, distorting the catkins and white clouds reflected on the water surface. The river diverges into two streams in front due to the terrain. If it is washed ashore, if it is not washed up, it will flow into the bay along the current, and it will really be impossible to find anything.

Giyuu jumped down the river and came to the place Ito said. The scallop-shaped rock was very easy to find, and he could recognize it at a glance. He squatted down and inspected the area carefully.

Izumo stood on it for a while, feeling a little uncomfortable being stimulated by the bloody smell on his clothes, so he walked down slowly and stopped a foot away from the shore.

Yi Yong thought that he was going to take off his clothes and wash them, but he didn't expect that his clothes changed in the blink of an eye. If it wasn't for the slightly strange design of the cuffs, he couldn't tell the difference at first glance.

Izumo, on the other hand, would not notice the scrutiny from behind, Gu Zi washed his hands, the blood on the back of his hands was a bit difficult to wash off after drying up, and he had to rub hard to remove it.

A trace of blood escaped from the transparent river water, and the color was quickly diluted and disappeared without a trace.

After washing his hands, he stood up and asked the person ten meters away, "How is your investigation going?"

Yiyong pursed his lips and remained silent. As expected, he found nothing. After all, he had drifted along the current for such a long distance. Maybe he should follow the river upstream to look for it.

Izumo understood his silence, said "Wait" and there was no movement. After a while, he let out a sigh, turned to the southeast and said, "Go over there, you should be able to find something."

Giyuu didn't ignore his doubtful particle just now, and what did he do?Is it his blood ghost technique?Ability to perceive?

Guess is guessing, you still have to go, the southeast is a paddy field, lack of care, full of various unknown weeds, depriving the living space of the rice, keep walking along the path, at the end is a cabin.

There were no ambushes or traps in such an open environment, and Yiyong didn't feel any ghosts in the house, so he knocked on the door, and soon a thin man with a haggard face came out to open the door, and put his hand on the doorknob. It was frighteningly thin, with only a layer of skin and bones left.

The man had no flesh on his cheeks, and his eye sockets were severely sunken, which contrasted with his gloomy eyes, and his voice was hoarse and harsh, "Are you here for something?"

Xu Shi stayed in the house all year round and didn't go out very much. His skin was lacking in color, and he would be blinded by the sun. He seemed a little uncomfortable, so he retreated inside to make way for him, "Come in and talk first. "

When I walked in, I found that although the sparrow was small and well-equipped, apart from being dark and cold without sunlight, the furnishing room was relatively warm, and many details showed that there was a hostess who took good care of the house.

The flower on the window sill has long since rotted, and it can be seen that it has not been replaced with a new branch for a long time.

The man's footsteps were weak, he went to the edge of the bed and sat down, but such movements seemed a bit strenuous, "This body makes you laugh, since my wife left, I have been lingering on the sick bed, and I don't even have the energy to take care of the fields outside. "

Yoshiyuki thinks about the disappearance of his mother, and has a bad guess.

Knowing that Yiyong is here to investigate this matter, the man was silent for a long time, and finally silently shed two lines of turbid tears, "...why did you come here now..."

It's not moral kidnapping, but the excessive grief after loss. If you don't make emotional transfer, you will be overwhelmed by this pain sooner or later.

Yiyong had heard similar words countless times, and he was indeed late. If he had arrived a few days earlier, it might have saved some deaths.

The fist hanging by his side was clenched and released, Yiyong let out a breath slowly, "Can you tell me in detail what happened when your wife disappeared?"

The dead cannot be resurrected, but there are still many innocent people waiting to be redeemed. Judging from the number of people that the ghost has taken away so far, not all of them should be killed.

When Giyuu asked the man who claimed to be "Ichinose Yisui" what happened, Izumo was also observing him through a layer of darkness. The man felt like intermittent water, and when it was weak, it seemed to be cut off. As if it will disappear at any time, the vitality is indeed very weak, and it should be dying soon.

The spiritual power conveyed to him by that body could not be wrong.

but……

Something was wrong, and I wanted to sense it carefully, but was blocked by some kind of force.

"Keiko..." Speaking of the details of his wife's death, the man's throat choked with pain, his throat interfered badly, and the sadness in his eyes was so thick that he could touch it with his hands.

This feeling was truly revealed, but it was precisely this that made Izumo feel an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Seeing the man like this, unable to get any useful information from him, Yi Yong pulled the man who was still standing in front of the window trying to study the dry flower stem and left.

"You just said that there will be clues in this direction—"

"I figured something was wrong."

After returning to the river just now, the two opened their mouths at the same time, and Giyuu stopped his voice in time to hear Izumo's words, "Something's wrong?"

"I haven't found his wife's soul anywhere." Izumo has been in this world for so many years, and he has also figured out some rules of reincarnation. The rules of each world are different. Here, the soul that a person becomes after death, If your wish is fulfilled, you will become a Buddha and ascend to heaven and enter reincarnation. If you have a strong obsession, you will wander in this world because of this obsession.

These obsessions can be hatred for the murderer, unfulfilled wishes, or the reluctance of loved ones.

The relationship between Ichinose and his wife is deep. It stands to reason that she will return to this home after death. Even if the hatred for the murderer overwhelms the fetters with her husband, some traces will be left behind. The emotional resonance and the soul The connection is closely related.

In fact, there was nothing, her soul disappeared completely.

Yiyong didn't understand these things, only heard him suddenly talking about the "soul". As the water column of the ghost killing team, he had killed hundreds or dozens of ghosts, and this was the first time he heard about the existence of souls.

Thinking of some unusual actions of Izumo, Yoshiyuki had to admit that there was something really unusual about him.

Does the soul after death... really exist?

Some images flashed in his mind, and Yiyong's mood sank.

Izumo thought he didn't understand, wanted to explain but didn't know how to say it, he had never read a book, and his language skills were not up to standard, so he had to say, "In short, everyone has obsessions. If they are kidnapped and eaten by ghosts, It's not normal that nothing exists after death."

"Are you suspicious of that person just now?"

Izumo shook his head, and said with certainty, "He is dying, and he has already appeared dead."

Even if he didn't know the so-called appearance of death, Yiyong could tell from his complexion and state of health that this man's time was numbered.

"It's so strange, I did perceive a strange breath in that direction just now."

Izumo has never made a mistake in judgment, and he is extremely confident in perception, which makes him feel even more wrong.

"No, your judgment is not wrong."

Yi Yong's eyes darkened, and he ran towards the southeast quickly without saying anything.

Izumo also felt the strange aura again, but without the ability to change form and shape, with the limited speed of human beings, no matter how fast he could get there in an instant, the aura was gradually disappearing, and he was destined to get nothing.

So he was not in a hurry and walked slowly.

After investigating for most of the day, Yiyong didn't say that he wanted to eat something to replenish his physical strength. Seeing that he was so earnest and eager to act, he was ashamed to mention that he had lost so much blood just now, and he would be really hungry. sharp.

The familiar feeling of emptiness surged up again.

"How can I repair it, I'm hungry."

Izumo rubbed his stomach helplessly.

The author has something to say:

Well, I really can't write suspense, let's just take it easy o>_