Kikai

The right hand was injured by Shuanglang when he was fighting with Xiao Huairan before. For ghosts, breaking off a limb is actually not a big deal. will be lighter.

Shuanglang moved her white bone claw indifferently: "It will grow back in a few days."

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Yu Qi walked to the table and pulled Shuang Lang who was kneeling in front of the coffee table to the sofa.

"It doesn't hurt."

"How did you make it like this? I remember it was...complete...with meat."

Shuanglang looked at her hands, and it didn't make much difference to her whether there was flesh or not: "It was cut off during a mission before, and the bones can be reattached, but the flesh has to grow again."

For a while, Yu Qi didn't know what to say.

"Dawn has arrived, all ghosts return to their place. Dawn has arrived, all ghosts return to their place..." The sound of the dawn chime, heralding the end of the dusk.

Shuanglang put down the fruit plate, and stretched out his hands in front of Yu Qi: "Sister, wash your hands."

She said before that she would help Shuang Lang wash her hands after eating, and since she promised, she must do it.

The touch of the bones is not the same as Yu Qi imagined, there is no gloomy cold, but a little warmth to the touch, and Shuanglang gently scratched her palm, bringing a kind of numbness. The feeling dispelled the last trace of fear in Yu Qi's heart.

"Don't make trouble."

Yu Qi carefully washed her little hands, and every bone was polished very white.

Seeing that it was getting late, Shuanglang was about to leave after washing his hands.

Yu Qi couldn't help calling Shuanglang to stop: "Wait a minute."

Shuanglang turned around obediently: "What's wrong, sister?"

"...Are you going back?"

In fact, Shuanglang is on duty, and the underworld has to patrol at night, but this is a leave of absence.

"Do you want to play with me a little longer, sister?"

After hesitating for a long time, Yu Qi finally made up his mind: "Shuanglang, you live by yourself, right?"

Shuang Lang nodded, and suddenly, her eyes focused on Yu Qi's empty neck.

"Sister, where's Baoyou?"

"Protect?" Yu Qi touched his neck subconsciously, and then suddenly realized, "I took it off and forgot to bring it when I was cleaning the house just now."

Shuanglang suddenly became serious: "Sister, you'd better take it with you at all times."

"Well, I usually wear it. I accidentally tore it off when I was packing it up. The button seems to be loose. I'll fix it later and bring it back."

Hearing this, Shuang Lang made a few gestures casually, and a thin chain flew over from the guest room.

After holding it in his hand and inspecting it carefully, Shuang Lang frowned, why did the curse seal she put on it loosen?

After re-imprinting a spell, Shuanglang handed the protection back to Yu Qi: "This time there must be no problem."

After receiving the protection, Yu Qi fumbled and tried to fasten the buttons of the necklace.

Shuanglang tugged at the corner of her clothes: "I'll take it for my sister."

"Okay." Yu Qi smiled and squatted down, brushing her hair so that Shuang Lang could help her put on the necklace.

The long hair was rolled up, revealing a fair neck.

Shuanglang looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to touch Yuqi's neck in a daze, and groped slowly. The skin under his hands felt wonderful, completely different from Shuanglang's previous cognition, and gave her a very strange feeling .

"Shuanglang, don't touch your sister like this, it feels so itchy." Yu Qi smiled and avoided Shuanglang's hand. To be honest, the feeling of being touched by a bone on the neck is really strange.

Shuanglang looked down at his empty right hand, and replied slowly: "En."

After wearing the protection again, Yu Qi touched the thin chain around his neck: "Is protection its name?"

"Hmm." Shuanglang looked away from Yu Qi's neck. There seemed to be something wrong with her ghost body. Recently, she had a lot of strange feelings that she hadn't experienced before.

"What did my sister want to tell me just now?"

The topic went back, and Yu Qi said as if making up his mind: "Shuanglang, since your hand is injured, and there is no one in your family who can take care of you, do you want to come to my sister's house for a few days? I can take care of you of."

"Live...together?" Shuang Lang's eyes froze, his mind was a little confused.

"Well, you helped your sister before, so this time, let's change to my sister to take care of you, okay?" Yu Qi felt a little worried.

Shuang Lang didn't answer right away, she stared at Yu Qi earnestly for a long, long time, until Yu Qi felt a little embarrassed.

Did you say something wrong?How about withdrawing this somewhat strange proposal...

Shuanglang who read Yu Qi's thoughts immediately blurted out: "Okay."

"...Okay?" The voice was so fast that Yu Qi didn't even realize it.

"Live together, I will move in and live with my sister." Shuanglang replied seriously.

Yu Qi found that there was something wrong with Shuanglang's reaction, she seemed a little too serious... But she quickly put this doubt behind her, and reached out to pat Shuanglang's head: "Today is too late, sister will go tomorrow Can you help me move things?"

Shuanglang nodded obediently.

She understood that Yu Qi might not know the meaning of living together, but when she heard this question, her first reaction in her heart was to be willing. At this moment, Shuanglang suddenly understood her own thoughts... idea.

Raksha Street on the fourth floor of the underworld, Meixiang Pavilion.

Hu Shang just packed himself up and was ready to go out.

Tonight, he invited a few ghost sisters to play in the dark tide hall. He heard that there was a new personal soul dancer in the dark tide hall. Not only the dancing skills are first-rate, but also the voice is very captivating. Such a beauty, how could he not evaluate it? What about appraisal?

It's a pity that he bumped into Die Ling as soon as he went out, and his heart sank.

It’s over.

Sure enough, Die Ling glanced at him contemptuously, and then took out a small notebook with no expression on her face: "I regret to inform my lord that your vacation of doing nothing is over, and King Yama finally remembered that Yan Luo Palace still supports you, a waste , Zuo Gui sent you a mission at six o'clock in the evening."

Generally speaking, Rakshasa is free to choose missions, but Rakshasa who has not done missions for more than a year must accept missions assigned by his boss, and he is not allowed to refuse.

His ghost sister!His pretty dancer!His wine! ...

It's all gone.

"Grass (a plant)!"

Thousands of words were gathered in this one word, Hu Shang turned around and went home irritatedly, took off his snow-white coat and threw it on the sofa, went to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of strong wine to appease his restless heart .

Die Ling, who followed Hu Shang in, knew that he was going to do the task obediently, so she was satisfied and began to tell him the details of the task: "There may be ghosts eating souls in the black street."

"Oh?"

Hu Shang, who had the word "soul-eating" ticked, became interested. As far as he knew, there had been no soul-eating ghosts in the underworld for almost 300 years.

Sticking out his tongue to lick off the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, Hu Shang turned his head to look at Die Ling: "Go ahead."

……

There is an undercurrent hall in Luocha Street, and Hei Street, which is also known as "the only city that never sleeps" with it, naturally also has its entertainment club - Yingxi.

Eagle's owner, Diaoji, is standing in the highest-floor room of Eagle's at the moment. He looks down through the glass, the dance floor is like a crowd of ghosts dancing, the corners of his mouth are satisfied, and he buttons one by one. The business is really good.

And behind him, a pure-looking female ghost suddenly came up to him, hooking him with a pair of jade arms: "What are you looking at, my lord?"

Diaoji looked at the arm around his neck, so close that he could bite it as long as he lowered his head: "Xiaoxian, you seem to have become more beautiful recently."

The female ghost named Qi Xiaoxian intentionally leaned close to Diaobao's ear, and said softly in a charming tone: "How will you know if you don't try it, my lord?"

"You really suit my taste." After finishing speaking, Diaobao couldn't bear it anymore, and greedily lowered his head and bit Qi Xiaoxian's arm fiercely. Black blood immediately flowed down the arm, dripping down, staining the cold floor. white dress.

Being soul-eaten is an extremely painful process, but Qi Xiaoxian didn't seem to feel it, and just smiled and catered to him.

There was a smile on his face, but the hatred in his heart deepened.

When Diaobao helps her find him, she will return this pain and all the insults in the past to that person!

The sound insulation effect of the noisy Yingji is not very good. In the back alley of Yingji, a drunk ghost walked along the wall in a daze: "What kind of place, look down on me? When I was alive, who wouldn't call out?" My lord? Just this... hiccup, this shitty place, I... ah!"

Suddenly, the ghost was pulled into the darkness by a pair of small hands protruding from the darkness.

"Who the hell is pulling me! I... Ah! Ah!"

The cursing words were replaced by tragic screams, drowned in the noisy voice of the eagle.

He bit off the pieces of meat with black blood stains one by one, and his pale skin was also stained with a lot of black blood.

Occasionally, neon lights flashed, and all that was seen was a pale-skinned creature squatting in a pool of black blood. The torn flesh was scattered all over the ground. At this moment, the creature was gnawing on the last arm of its prey, and she was dripping with blood. biting quickly.

The ghost aura in the body quickly filled up, feeling his increasingly powerful ghost aura, the white creature ended the "dining" very happily.

What my sister said is right, as long as I eat it, I won’t be bullied anymore, as long as I eat all the ghosts that bullied me, I won’t be bullied again, hehe...

"I am full?"

"Who!" It quickly turned around and saw a familiar ghost.

Xiao Nian leaned against the wall holding the long sword: "Come with me when you are full, the master is looking for you."

"Sister looking for me?" The white creature stood up in surprise, and walked into the light, a pair of beautiful white eyes were very eye-catching.

Xiao Nian handed her a veil: "Master doesn't like dirty things."

She immediately took the veil and wiped it carefully, Xiaonian looked at her white eyes and smiled slightly.

Now that the container is full, it's time to put those beautiful eyes to work.