The villain's love literacy

A gleam of disbelief flashed in Gui Wu Tsuji's eyes, what is this kid doing jumping out at this time?

Dirty from top to bottom, thin and small, the common homeless on the street, do you think he can protect himself? He is so stupid that he is hopelessly stupid.

If it weren't for him being in the way here, he would have killed those little bastards long ago, why wait so long?

Just seeing their appearance makes me feel disgusted, and I actually have to endure such an insult... It's better to tear up and kill them all together with that child, and then clean up those people in the deep alley later.

"Huh? Isn't it?"

One of the gangsters who wanted to touch Wu Mi with his hands was stopped by Sylvia who jumped out, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Look quickly, just such a vagrant still wants to show off in front of a beauty, don't you think that people can repay him?"

"Although I don't know why you would say that,"

Sylvia suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, she looked at these men firmly, her voice was hoarse due to her weakness, but it was extremely powerful.

"But it's definitely not because I want something in return, I just can't tolerate your behavior."

It's a pity that the power and speed of resurrection are still too weak. If it can be stronger, maybe it can help drive away these gangsters, but being a human being can't ask for too much.

If she couldn't protect this lady, then she wouldn't regret it, at least she didn't become an indifferent onlooker.

But what Sylvia didn't expect was that the woman she wanted to protect didn't need her help at all. If she didn't jump out, the matter could be resolved earlier.

Even a woman dressed like an aristocrat is considering taking her life as well.

In an invisible blind spot, something similar to tentacles protruded from Onimai Tsuji's cuffs, and he was slowly moving forward against the ground. When he was about to kill all these people with one blow, a voice interrupted his movement.

"Wu Mi... my lord?"

Sylvia heard the sound and looked over, and there was another beauty. She looked at the group of hooligans and the child in front of Guiwu Tsuji with some surprise.

Her dress is slightly worse than the people behind her, but it can be seen that they probably have a similar family background. In her guess, these people should be similar to the former Italian princes and nobles, but why did they appear in such a down-and-out place? The place?

"Hmph...Zhu Shi?"

Wu Mi squinted her eyes and flicked her sleeves impatiently. Since she came, she should let her subordinates do it.

But this made the gangsters even more excited, they looked up and down Zhu Shi's figure, squinted their eyes and laughed.

"Today is really lucky, I can meet two beauties all at once."

"Do you want to save her? Unfortunately, you will all fall into our hands today, hahahaha!"

Sylvia felt that something was wrong in her heart, and the possibility of the two of them trying to get away was even slimmer. This new woman looked gentle and sad, how could she be the opponent of a hooligan?

But then something happened that she couldn't understand at all.

The woman called "Zhu Shi" opened the loose cuffs to reveal a snow-white arm. The nails slowly and deeply left bloodstains on the skin. As more and more blood flowed out, her head Also getting dizzy.

As if there were countless flowers and butterflies dancing in front of her eyes, Sylvia began to hallucinate, and then she couldn't help wanting to fall asleep.

Resurrection appeared in a hurry, trying to make Sissy sober, but it only took a few seconds. With the dissipation of the main body consciousness, the double could no longer be condensed into shape. Can fall to the ground and pass out.

Wu Mi's tentacles pierced through the same unconscious bastards in an instant, and just as they retracted and were about to penetrate Sylvia's body, the woman at the alley suddenly spoke again.

"Mr. Miserable!"

Zhu Shi said in a panic, but at this time he could only call out the ghost king's name.It wasn't until the waif fell down that she realized that the child had been seriously injured. There was an abnormally swollen place in the back of the head, and the solid blood clot looked very frightening.

A doctor's heart subconsciously made her shout out, preventing Mr. Wuyou from making the next move. Besides, what the child meant just now was to "protect" the woman being molested by the gangster.

It is also impossible for her to watch innocent people being killed innocently... Even if she is powerless to stop most of the time.

But then her face turned pale because of fear, logically speaking, she had no reason or position to stop Ghost Mai Tsuji.

But she wanted to save the child, who looked so thin and small, reminded her of her own.

"Oh? Zhu Shi... what do you mean?"

Wu Mi raised his head sharply and stared at Zhu Shi, there was a trace of displeasure and provoked anger in his pink eyes.This woman seems to have always retained the feelings of a human being. If it weren't for her blood ghost technique, it would be easy to use...

Zhu Shi's mind began to work rapidly, she thought a lot in a flash, but she didn't have a perfect reason to save the child.And the ghost king is a man who has no mercy and murderous nature.

How could he be persuaded to agree to bring back a weak, dying human child?

"You, you just changed your identity not long ago, I think maybe you need a human waiter, it will be easier to disguise..."

She came up with a wording by rote, but it had to be more convincing, and that alone was not enough.

Under Wu Mi's icy red eyes, Zhu Shi's voice became weaker and weaker, but she continued to speak, what if?

"If you take him back, it's equivalent to saving his life. In the future, he will definitely repay you and be loyal to you..."

Oni Wu Tsuji snorted, his feminine voice was still full of majesty.

"Just like you?"

Zhu Shi's voice stopped abruptly, her breathing began to become rapid, and she was speechless, she knew that she should express her loyalty at this time, but the hatred in her heart made her speechless for a while.

But the ghost king just flicked his sleeves boredly, passed Zhu Shi without saying a word, and left the alley without a sound.

The back of the only remaining woman was soaked in cold sweat, and a bead of sweat slid down from the corner of her forehead. She breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't figure out Wu Mi's thoughts at all.

But she no longer has the attention to give to that adult, and now it is important to treat the child first.

So without knowing it, Sylvia was brought back to Wu Mi's mansion by Zhu Shi.

The doctor called for clean water to wash the wound and bandaged it before remembering to wipe her face. After washing it, she realized that she and Mr. Wu Mi seemed to have misunderstood it at first.

Nowadays, boys and girls all have long hair, but this child’s clothes are too big and hang loosely on her body, and she herself is very thin because of hunger, so she is so dirty that she can’t tell that she is a girl.

Looking at it now, it is still very handsome.

It's just... before, she clearly said that she wanted this child to be Lord Wu Mi's waiter. When the ghost king really asked - although the possibility is not high, how should she explain it then?

But if he didn't ask, she even wanted to secretly cure the child and send it away.

Even if he survived at this time, if he stayed with Wu Mi, he would most likely be turned into a ghost, and his life would be worse than death.Because she believed the slander of the ghost king, she wanted to live and watch her child grow up, but now she was left alone.

When asked later, she said she failed to save the child, and the child died and was buried.

There are still many things to do, it is impossible for Zhu Shi to stare at her all the time and wait for the child to wake up by himself.

However, it is impossible for her to entrust her to other people, her colleagues are also ghosts, and this little girl is a human being—in fact, she can’t be called a little girl anymore, but she looked small because of her thinness, judging from the development of her bones, Has reached the age of marriage.

But such an injury... how did it cause it?

But Sylvia had a dream.

Someone is holding her hand and walking on the path in the field. The soil on the ridge is soft, and when the straw sandals step on it, it will sink slightly—probably the new soil that was dug up in spring and has not been stepped on more tightly. .

The rice fields on both sides have been filled with water, and the green seedlings have not yet grown, reflecting the blue sky. Occasionally, a few birds fly across the sky, scratching the calm water surface.

But he couldn't see the man's face clearly.

It can only be vaguely seen that he has long hair, a black braid tied high behind his head, and his hair hangs down to his shoulders.There are strange flower earrings on her ears, she has never seen anyone wearing that kind of thing.

There is a flame-like pattern on the forehead, deep red, extending to the corner of the eye.

He held his hand tightly, as if he would throw her away if he let go.

She didn't remember knowing such a man, so she asked, "Who are you?"

But the young man didn't respond.

Immediately afterwards, she herself realized that something was wrong - she didn't make any sound, although subjectively she spoke, but in fact she was still walking side by side with him, and the voices of the whole world became clear in an instant , the sound of clothes rubbing when two people walk, the sound of leaves being blown by the wind, and the annoying sound of insects...

Only without her voice.

This is a memory.

Only then did Sylvia realize that she was dreaming.

Whose dream is it that belongs to the past of this body?

Who was that boy in the dream who couldn't see his face clearly?

If it is an important person, is he still looking for the owner of this body?