No Misfortune Self-Help Guide

"Master Ubuyashiki...that's really strange."

Noriyo Abe stood in the courtyard holding an umbrella, with a doubtful smile on his face, he reached out and took the booklet that was so weird that it looked like a living thing in Onimai Tsuji's hand.

How did Mr. Miyayashiki, who was sick and lost his sight and hearing, find the offshoot mansion of the Abe family alone in the rain?

What's more, the white-haired Muyashiki Mumi in front of him was stained with countless blood and the smell of crime fermented to maturity.

The booklet returned to Noriyo Abe's hand was struggling at a much faster speed immediately, and crawled back to the page obediently little by little.

"What do you want to do to me?"

Onimai Tsuji did not reminisce or say hello to Noriyu Abe, but asked directly.

"I can't do anything."

Abe Noriyu shook his head with a smile, but that kind of smile made Onimai Tsuji sick of it.

Onimai Tsuji stood still, but a red snake-like tentacle spread out from behind, piercing Abe's neck with an afterimage.

He didn't directly kill Abe Noriyu, but injected him with ghost blood.

Kimai Tsuji doesn't need to bother to interrogate Noriyo Abe, as long as he is sure that there is something wrong with him, he can instill ghost blood into him, force him to control him, and listen to his thoughts.

The booklet in Abe Noriyu's hand fell into the muddy water, and the umbrella in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"Sure enough, it smells like this."

The expression on his face was still smiling, but the spasm of the muscles distorted his face incomparably, which was no longer the level that humans could do.

"What is your purpose of staring at the Ubuyashiki family?"

The high-intensity ghost blood destroyed Abe Noriyu's muscles, bones and flesh all the way, while corroding his body, it also repaired his body with active vitality.

An ordinary person should have been unable to bear kneeling on the ground and howling at this time, but Noriyo Abe still maintained his unchanged smile and did not answer Onimai Tsuji's question.

The amount of ghost blood injected by Onimui Tsuji is not much, and it will never kill the onmyoji who hides some kind of secret on his body, but Abe Noriyu, like a candle, melts from head to toe, and flows to the ground along with the rainwater on his body. flowing.

As the thick blood flowed on the pitch-black ground, a few extremely destructive drops of ghost blood were easily separated like oil in water.

Unable to control, unable to assimilate, unable to interfere.

Oni Wu Tsuji's expression froze, and the red pool like a melting candle was surrounded by a white chill. The rainwater on the ground formed a thick ice layer layer by layer, and the largest pool in the middle completely lost its human shape and melted. Objects are like specimens, sealed in huge blue iris ice flowers.

The ice iris in the rain is so beautiful, the crimson stamens are flowing in all directions, not restricted by the ice at all, dripping to the ground along the petals, and then dispersing towards the surroundings, melting into the rain.

Onimai Tsuji punched the ground, but passed through the muddy red pool without feeling.

Completely insubstantial and impossible to capture.

He looked solemnly at the splashed flesh and blood, and before he could think of a way to catch "Noriyo Abe", he found that on the booklet that was also frozen, the handwriting also passed through the ice without any hindrance, towards Ghost Dance Tsuji. fly.

If you don't know the habit well, and don't have the right way to deal with it, you can't bring it back to the infinite country.

The white-haired figure in the rain immediately gave up the mass of blood and blood, turned around and ran away.

The running speed of ghosts is much faster than the limit of human beings, but even so, ghosts are still entities, and those flying black writings have no shape at all. faster and faster.

"Onimai Tsuji?"

Wu Mi cautiously opened his eyes again, and he heard that Kiwu Tsuji's heartbeat became faster and faster, and the continuous and powerful pounding sound was dense and rhythmic, which made him nervous.

"Some troubles..."

Onimai Tsuji explained, and at the same time put more energy on the other end of the meat puppet running wildly in the thunderstorm.

However, even if he changed his form, or pushed to speed up with the skeletal tentacles, the twisting black ink still caught up with him.

Guiwu Tsuji turned around suddenly, clutching the string of scribbled black writing with his hands.

There was no pain, and no other special feeling, but after he touched the black at the beginning, the remaining ink blots were like ropes, entangled Onimai Tsujikor in the center layer by layer.

The beginning of the handwriting climbed from Onimai Tsuji's wrist up his body, and then plunged into his heart.

The ink that had entered the heart of the meat puppet swayed and snaked, and suddenly emerged from the heart of Onimai Tsuji, who was far away in the infinite kingdom.

There is no space restriction or interval at all, and the flying black ink spreads from Guiwu Tsuji's body, and then lies between Li Guiwu Tsuji and Wu Mi.

The thick black blocked Wu Mi's "line of sight", they were like black holes that absorbed sight and sound, spreading the uneasiness in Wu Mi's heart little by little.

"Onimai Tsuji..."

"Do not move!"

"I can't see you anymore..."

Onimai Tsuji tried to move this increasingly familiar black vortex out of the infinite realm, and the next moment he saw Wu Mi raised his hand, and then fell into the black hole that was almost connected to Oni Mai Tsuji's chest.

The black hole disappeared into the infinite kingdom with Wu Mi.

Onimai Tsuji's heart was tightly gripped by this sudden change, he wanted to catch the black vortex again, but he had no goal.

Wu Mi, where did Wu Mi go?

Not in the kingdom of infinity, not outside the place where you want to transfer the black mass, not anywhere.

Onimai Tsuji's plum-colored pupils narrowed into a thin line, and he finally remembered where he had seen this black vortex.

That was—the uncontrolled turbulence that brought him from Taisho to Heian-kyo.

Wu Mi has been brought to another era, and there is a high possibility that it fell into the Taisho who created many ghosts and also had many members of the ghost killing team.

It's too dangerous there.

Ghost Mai Tsuji's body was trembling slightly, hurry up, hurry up to find Wu Mi, and bring him back.

Whether it's an insect master or a medicine seller, as long as they can do it, find Wu Mi, and pay some price, it doesn't matter.

……

The smell in the air has changed.

It's not the peace and tranquility of Infinity Land, nor is it the dull woody smell of Ubuyashiki's house.

It's more complicated, unable to distinguish all types, bloody smell, rancid smell, flowery smell... some unpleasant compound smells.

Only there is no smell of Onimai Tsuji.

Going to a strange environment alone but unable to simulate the surrounding environment, Wuyou fell into a vigilant and restless self-enclosure.

He groped the hard and cold ground, trying to stand up with his own strength, but the calf of his right leg was in severe pain, and he couldn't balance his body to stand up.

Wu Can pursed her lips, there was neither pain nor panic on that pale face, just like a puppet so calm that it would not change, slowly reached out to touch the right leg, and touched a slightly sticky liquid.

It turned out that the smell of blood belonged to him.

Wu Mi tried to drag his legs to stand up again. Sitting on the cold ground for a long time made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"For some reason, the smell of this blood is more attractive to me than thin blood."

"It seems to be engraved in the bone marrow. I want to taste it, and my heart trembles with excitement. I am both afraid and longing..."

"Hey, are you not afraid?"

With a layer of dark red skin on his body, the ugly ghost put his big face in front of Wu Mi's eyes, but he still didn't see the expected screams and fear.

"It's not blind, is it? Looking at it this way, it looks a bit..."

The suddenly strong smell made Wu Mi feel even more uncomfortable, but he still didn't speak, nor did he change his expression, he just continued to try to stand up.

"Breath of Insects, Dance of Bee Teeth, Truth."

The scent of wisteria mixed in the flowing air washed away the stench from the evil ghost, Wu Can't see what happened, but after smelling the scent of flowers, he felt his head dizzy.

"Can you hear me, are you okay?"

Die Die reluctantly reached out and shook Wu Can's eyes, but got no response.

Wu Mi pressed his bleeding right leg with one hand, and the overly concentrated smell of wisteria flowers in the air made him lose the strength to try to stand up again.

"you……"

Butterfly put away her knife, bent down and brought it close to Wu Mi's eyes.

Wearing a white traditional undershirt, with no hair tied, he looks very weak, yet delicate enough to be called a beautiful man.

But, why is it Ubuyashiki's usual similar appearance and purple eyes of the same color?

He still has his lord, no, he is the last lord now.The person in front of him has dim and invisible objects similar to Ubuyashiki Yoya's eyes.

"Could it be that you are the brother of the lord?"

Still no answer.

"Can't you hear it? It's a bit difficult to do now."

Butterfly Ren clapped her hands next to Wu Mi's ears to probe, then sighed softly, took the medicine box from the "hidden" logistics members of the Ghost Killing Team who came behind, and simply bandaged Wu Mi as if torn by a blunt object open wound.

"Take him back to the Butterfly House, be careful."

Butterfly watched Yin with the blind and deaf young man leave without any struggle or any aggression. He reached out to call the crow that had landed on a nearby tree, and stuffed the letter he had just written into the ring on the crow's foot.

"Why did it appear here? It's really strange."

She took a few more glances at the place where the injured young man appeared. This was the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Squad, the ruined mansion of the Mibuyashiki family.

The mansion planted with wisterias that bloom all year round and where the lord's family lived had already been destroyed a month ago by the obstetrician Yashiki Yoya who chose to drag Onimai Tsuji Mumi to his death.

Judging from the movement of ghosts in other areas, they are indeed a group of snakes without a leader, in a state of chaos and internal strife.

She shook her head. Sure enough, that young man is more like the lost brother of the previous lord. The ancestor of the ghost has disappeared, and what needs to be guarded is which ghost he may be reborn on.

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