The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

Flowers, not knowing their respective habits, recognized the snow lotus wrapped in blue roots and leaves as blue Bana flowers.

As long as you know a little about plants, you will know that he is wrong.

By the way, the herdsman only told this story to recommend his dried snow lotus to passengers.

He Hui naturally refused, not to mention the exaggerated efficacy of the snow lotus in his mouth, just

It is necessary...

His blond hair was the only color in the snowy sky.

...he can pick it himself.

Sweeping across the crevices of the rocks, the one blooming against the wind and snow and wrapped in blue rhizomes is the snow lotus.

......

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

A burst of screams messed up the bonfire at night, and people in the gathering place woke up from their sleep one after another.

The one who attacked here was a middle-aged man with a painful face. He pinched his own neck, as if trying to control his urge to bite humans, but driven by ghost blood, it was of no avail.

"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry..." The middle-aged man with a beard had a hoarse voice, tears streaming down his face.

His tears dripped down on a woman he bit. A large piece of flesh was torn from the neck of the night watch woman, and the blood flowed into the snow. The woman's struggle became weaker and weaker, and her eyes had begun to dim. …

......

"Elder, this is it!" The people in the depths of the gathering place rushed out with old-fashioned guns and hatchets on their backs, and the people who caught their eyes were the same people who were no longer human.

They roared, having lost their basic human sanity, looking for the next target step by step.

Outside the gathering place, a black-haired man in fur looked on coldly.

What did you say that you saw the blue Bana flower... He came here after crossing such a long distance, but it was actually just a snow lotus flower! !

The foreign businessman who went with him along the way was turned into a ghost by him on the spot, and followed his order to look for "Gustav" and "DogBuild" that the businessman had chanted.

It’s okay to say it’s anger, but if Gustav hadn’t led the businessman through this mountain range, how could the businessman have mistaken the snow lotus for the blue Bana flower?

Originally, the Bianhua on the snow-capped mountains was very suspicious, but Wu Mi hadn’t found anything in Japan for thousands of years. Thinking that the Bianhua might indeed be abroad, he took the high risk to go abroad...the result! !

Hearing the mournful cries in the small town, Wu Mi raised her footsteps and walked into the gathering place with a blank expression.

—It was really noisy.

In the thousands of years, there have been many failures and useless efforts. After a moment of anger, Wu Mi gradually calmed down.

——But he never regrets for the human beings he is angry with.

The young man with black curly hair held the hat with one hand to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.

Let him see, how many lucky guys can survive the disaster and bear his blood?

......

The businessman was also catalyzed by the ghost blood at the beginning and went mad. After Wu Mi slightly increased the dose, whether it was a businessman or a small town

The residents of the city all exploded themselves because their bodies couldn't bear the ghost blood.

It's a shame there isn't one.

Glancing at his sight, he crossed the completely scarlet town and left DogBuild in the hazy night before the sun rose.

......

Holding a snow lotus flower, He Hui arrived at the outer hillside of DogBuild three days after Wu Mi left.

When he was only a few miles away from the small town, the leisurely blond youth finally smelled the strong smell of frozen blood.

Frowning, He Hui quickened his pace.

In a small town covered with snow all year round, if there is no manual cleaning, the blood frozen with the snow that night will naturally not melt away in a short time.

Under the low temperature environment, the fiery blood that originally flowed through the human body has turned into a deep red blood clot, which is mixed with the ice.

Except for the natural wind, the whole town has no trace of popularity.

...No, there are replacements.

Avoiding the blood-stained snow, He Hui looked towards the innermost room of the gathering place.

Forbearing, resentful.

The sobbing of a child.

......

As soon as he pushed away from the room, a black gun barrel pointed at He Hui's chest.

Looking up, a little boy is holding an old-fashioned gun that doesn't match his size at all, with a serious and vigilant expression.

Looking at his trembling fingertips, He Hui felt that the boy might let the gun go off at any time.

"Kтоты!"

(Who are you!)

The immature voice couldn't hide the panic, but the real fear of the cub made He Hui unable to make a teasing expression.

"Расслабься, малыш."

(Take it easy, kid.)

This place has left Kazakhstan and is in the interior of Russia. Looking at the houses in this small town, it is probably an ethnic group between Mongolia and Russia.

Use the micro-movements of the hands to exert psychological hints to comfort and slow down the boy's negative emotions.

He Hui dropped the only satchel on his body, indicating that he was harmless.

"Расскажимне, чтостобойслучилось?"

(tell me, what happened to you?)

......

Yuri Alexei is the youngest child of this ethnic group of dozens of people.

Out of self-esteem, he wanted to surprise the clansmen early in the morning. Before dawn, Yuri ran out of the gathering place in the dark, intending to hunt back a big prey by himself.

But until the sun rose, it was almost noon, and he didn't catch anything.

I'm hungry too, let's go far

The words may get lost... Helpless, Yuri had no choice but to go back to the tribe empty-handed.

At that time, Yurihuan was thinking about what he would do if his tribe laughed at him.

But he never expected...

He will never see the teasing smiles of the clansmen again.

......

"Are you alone?"

He Hui heard a second heavy breathing from the attic, but he wouldn't point it out directly.

The blond youth sat down on the spot and lowered his height, preventing Yuri from being oppressed by his tall body.

The boy's hands were red with obvious frostbite.

He Hui saw the drag marks and snow bumps on the snow outside the house.

In the past three days, he was the only one who could act in the entire gathering place, burying dozens of clansmen one by one.

And the reason why he didn't leave here to seek help from the outside world should be related to the breathing sound he heard.

Yuri gritted his teeth, "Mr. Hehui, do you believe... there are... species different from humans in the world?"

He is young, knows too few things, and cannot use high-level vocabulary to describe ghosts.

But no matter what, he saw the "corpses" of several clansmen disappearing in the sun.

He Hui: ...

He Hui: Coincidentally, isn't this a ghost?

What's more, he should also be a member of "Ghost" now.

In the end, if it was a child, three days of fear and unknown worries, under He Hui's deliberate routine, Yuri said everything.

Apart from other clan members, he has an older brother who survived.

But my brother is not what he used to be.

The color of the hair has faded, photophobia, the pupils will constrict, the teeth in the mouth have become longer, and I have... the urge to attack myself.

Although my brother can change restraint now, but...

"This is turning into a ghost."

He Hui stroked his chin, and cast a vague glance at the ghost who was eavesdropping in the attic.

Feeling that Hehui knew something, Yuri hurriedly asked, "This... can this be cured!"

He Hui: ...

He Hui: My child, this is not a disease, this is a species change.

"The one who killed your people is a ghost. Ghosts can transform humans into ghosts through blood, but most human bodies are difficult to transform successfully, and the end of the transformation failure is death."

"I know." Yuri understood everything, but lacked a noun for a murderer.

"That disgusting, stinking, bloody ghost...I already remember his smell."

He Hui: ...

Your sense of smell is a bit awesome.

"You can't stay here for long, the whole town will die, and sooner or later it will be known by the neighboring towns. And..." Blonde

The young man's blue eyes revealed a bit of coldness, "Not all human beings are so friendly to ghosts."

Yuri understood who the ghost in Hehui's mouth referred to in an instant.

......elder brother.

......

Yuri's older brother was named Mikhail.

He Hui's wide cloak was draped over his elder brother's body, shielding him from the sun.

At the same time, He Hui also discovered that although Mikhail was instinctively afraid of the sun, it was not that he could not be exposed to the sun.

Staring at the ankles that were not covered by the cloak and exposed to the sun, He Hui was a little puzzled.

As the leader stopped, the two brothers looked at the leader in unison, with slight doubts in their blue eyes.

He Hui: ...

He Hui: "Let's get in the car."

Judging from the smell, Mikhail was undoubtedly a ghost.

Facing the fact that his brother has not had a drop of water for a week, Yuri is very worried.

Facing Mikhail's expressionless face, Hehui twitched the corner of his mouth and explained: "Ghosts are very hungry, don't worry."

No wonder, I was so hungry that I didn't eat a little bit. Mikhail was probably so hungry that he wanted to gnaw on the corner of the table.

Mikhail seemed to be in order to avoid the tendency of hunger instinct, he closed his senses, did not speak or ask, and went to sleep when he calmed down.

After getting on the long-distance train, Mikhail lay on the sleeper and slept until he got off the train, just like a living dead.

"There are a lot of ghosts in Japan, there may be some way there." Facing Yuri's question about where the destination is, He Hui replied like this.

After a month, Hehui brought Yuri and Mikhail to his own small valley - Yanshan.

Diandian probably sneaked out on a date, and he was not at home.

After arranging the room for Yuri and letting him tidy up by himself, He Hui hurriedly took Mikhail to the restaurant, and fried a piece of...meat for him.

The dull light blue eyes gradually gained focus, and his sensitive nose smelled the smell of meat, Mikhail swallowed uncontrollably.

In the next moment, he covered his mouth and nose and quickly backed away from the table—this should be his biggest movement so far.

The secretion of saliva could not be stopped, and the palm of his hand could no longer stop the crystal liquid from the corner of his mouth.

The boy panted loudly, but refused to take a step forward——

He is resisting.

"If you don't eat, you will starve to death."

How can any species survive without eating?You can't photosynthesize.

The light blue pupils tended to turn red, and Mikhail leaned on the wall to support his frail body, still refusing to approach.

"You're dead Yuri will

Oh sad. "

"..."

But cannibalism...is completely against human nature.

After a while, Mikhail asked hoarsely, "Is there... blood?"

He didn't know how He Hui got this piece of meat, but compared to meat...

In exchange for blood, the guilt will be less.

In fact, they are all "cannibals" in essence, and they actually want to reduce their psychological burden by doing this... Sure enough, I am also a selfish person.

Mikhail's light blue eyes dimmed.

But the blond young man over here has a dull expression.

Blood?

I think you are embarrassing my 3D printer!

The author has something to say: I’m done adding and replacing the bag???(°▽°)ノ?

I don't have a drop (lay)

It involves the drama Sirius the Jaeger, if you are interested - it is recommended to watch half of it_