Don't talk about love, just sell birds

Just as Izumo thought, when Giyuu rushed to the bamboo forest, he couldn't leave behind the murderer. If the victim was not still alive and waiting for treatment, he would have caught up, although it may not be possible to catch up.

The woman was lying on the ground with her neck crooked, her limbs turned outward strangely, her messy hair was mixed with withered yellow bamboo leaves, she was staring at her bloodshot eyes, she was wriggling stiffly, her movements were very unnatural, and the body that was dug up The stomach lost most of its internal organs, and a bloody intestine hung outside, which was hideous.

The woman is long dead.

Realizing this, Yiyong's eager steps gradually slowed down and became heavier and heavier. The smell of death in the air turned into invisible chains, entangled his feet, and his eyes seemed to be covered in white The dense fog obscured him so much that he couldn't see anything.

ho... ho...

Shen/yin is full of impatience and longing that are suppressed to the extreme.

The blue in his eyes was embedded with a deep black, and Yiyong pulled out the sun wheel knife and stabbed something accurately. The sound of tearing flesh and blood broke through the confusion in an instant. Yun, that action looked like he was eating something.

His eyes were still blindfolded, and the pain made him regain his senses. He let go of his hands and touched his abdomen, grasping the cold blade and pulling it out inch by inch.

Staring at the white-knuckle hand on the hilt of the knife, a little astonishment flashed across Giyuu's expressionless face, and he strengthened his strength even more.

"Yiyuu..." The voice with a deep nasal tone vibrated in the limited space between the two, and Izumo took a few breaths before he could speak, "Don't stab me any more... I will kill you if the blood flows down." Really... really can't control it..."

The person who said not long ago that bloodshed is okay will pant heavily and look like he wants to swallow people into his stomach. Of course, Giyuu can understand that, facing the ready-made human flesh, it is already very remarkable to be able to regain his sanity.

After confirming that he really calmed down, Giyuu retracted the knife.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, so fast that Yiyong began to suspect that what he was holding was not a real solar knife, but when he thought that he could jump and dance under the sun, he was relieved, and at the same time, a hidden worry arose.

If a ghost with no weakness is driven mad by instinct, how on earth would he kill him...

Recalling a certain detail just now, Giyuu's eyes fell on the other's right hand, "Did you eat something just now?"

"no!"

Almost as soon as Yiyong's voice fell, he answered quickly, so fast that it seemed to be some kind of cover-up.

Izumo hid his hands behind his back, and was too guilty to look at him, so he could only cast his eyes on a bamboo tree next to him. The woman standing there suddenly shook her body like a sieve, hugged the bamboo and begged bitterly not to eat it she.

He was eaten by ghosts when he was alive, and he couldn't escape the tragic fate of being someone else's ration after death.

Yiyong is not so easy to fool, and he is very serious when he is not smiling, and he does not speak, just looks at you all the time, the blue eyes in his eyes are obviously calm, but it makes people feel stressed, Izumo feels like sitting on pins and needles, and wiped off the cold sweat , He took the initiative to admit his mistake and hoped to be dealt with leniently, "I... I didn't mean to, I didn't eat anything all day today, I was too hungry, so I took a bite of that woman's arm... Really only a small bite ..."

The voice became softer and softer, and was finally blown away by the cold wind. Even he himself didn't believe it.

Yoshiyuki turned around and looked at the corpse on the ground with a frown. Except for the internal organs, both arms were intact. What Izumo grabbed in his hand just now should be something invisible to the human eye, such as...

The soul from his mouth.

Having said all this, Izumo confessed honestly, "It's a woman's soul. It's really just a small bite. The lack of an arm won't affect her reincarnation... I won't do it next time."

What Izumo didn't say is that although an incomplete soul will not affect reincarnation, the reduction in the power of the soul will inevitably make her weak and sick in the next life. The problem is that she can't spit out the digested food after eating it. strong.

Or hide this secret, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

Yiyong is noncommittal, and others can't see it. He is not the only one who has the final say on what will happen.

"Is it because of the smell of blood?"

Izumo couldn't answer this question. If he told the truth, Yiyong would definitely not be as easy-talking as he is now. Stabbing him thousands of times would be considered light. It's true that he won't die, but it hurts. It's the old wound he stabbed just now.

What attracts him is never pure human flesh and blood, but human beings included...

The soul of all living things.

Blood is like a flavoring seasoning.

Pursing his lips into a straight line, Yiyong looked at him for a long time, and finally said, "Take care of your clothes, let's go back to town."

Izumo was overjoyed, and quickly changed his clothes, "Go back to eat?"

"send her home."

After finishing speaking, Giyuu took off his feathers and covered the woman's body, then hugged her horizontally.

"Oh..." Knowing that he couldn't eat yet, Izumo followed behind with his head down, he was so hungry, he stared at Giyuu's back and drool, and the face towel soon got wet.

He is so strong, it must be delicious.

But Yiyong can't eat it.

So he turned his head and looked at the woman who thought she was hiding well. Although the quality of her soul is not high, it might be okay to serve as a snack pad for her stomach. Anti-justice and brave can't see her, how about...

Even though her warm sight was blocked by cloth strips, the woman was so frightened that her legs went limp, and she knelt on the ground and wept bitterly. Unfortunately, the person on the opposite side unleashed a powerful aura in vain and turned into the sharp claws of a ferocious beast. catch.

The sound of swallowing saliva made Yiyong turn half of his face. Izumo was like waking up from a dream, and immediately acted honestly. He ran to his side like a little wife and asked, pretending nothing happened, "Do you know who this person is?" Where is it? Maybe it’s not from that town, how to send it? Everyone is dead, wouldn’t it be easier to dig a hole here and bury it?”

Yiyong pretended not to see his saliva-wet face towel, nor did he expect a ghost to understand human feelings, and just said lightly, "Everyone has a place they want to go back to, where there is her family, her husband, or her child. "

Izumo really doesn't understand this. He has been a human being since he was conscious, maybe it is really a different species, and he can't resonate with the various emotions generated by human beings.

If you don't understand it, you don't understand it, but the patron's thigh still needs to be hugged, so Izumo nodded vigorously in cooperation, "You said it well, you said it well, and you said it so right."

"..." Yi Yong refused to communicate with him.

"My home is at Sankou Tongtotang's house, my home is at Sankou Tongtengtang's house, my home is at Sankou Tongtengtang's house..." The woman's soul kept repeating this sentence, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from her eyes.

She was afraid of Izumo, and would feel terrified to be stared at by him like food, but compared to these, she wanted to go home more.

Izumo blinked, and tugged on Yiyong's sleeve, "Yiyong, I know where her home is. If I tell you, can I eat two extra chicken legs when I eat later?"

"..." Yi Yong rarely felt a sense of unreasonable anxiety, and after suppressing the inexplicable restlessness, he asked, "Why do you know? Is she right next to you?"

"She kept talking about where her home was, and it gave me a headache." Izumo looked at the woman hiding behind the stone, and the pitiful appearance with only one arm left failed to arouse his sympathy.

Hearing what he said, the woman quickly shut her mouth tightly, not daring to speak out.

Yiyong followed his line of sight and saw that there was only a half-person-high rock with moss growing on the shaded side, and there was nothing else.

The author has something to say:

Izumo: You used to stab me all the time.

Brother: ...

Izumo: They stab me every day now.

Brother: Cough cough cough cough!

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