Zero distance

By the small river in the mountains, a woman is taking a bath.Summer is always hot, and washing in this mountain spring can still drive away the heat in your heart.

The woman washed herself in a relaxed manner, not paying attention to the surrounding environment.It's only seven o'clock, so it's okay for her to sneak out to relax, right?The law and order here is very good, there are no people.

A white shadow quietly sneaked into the water, with long black hair extending to the soles of the feet, floating to the woman's feet, pulling gently.

The woman felt that her feet were entangled with something, as if something was dragging herself, which might be an illusion.The white water shadow pulled hard, and the woman was pulled down directly.This is a small river, but it feels bottomless.

Then, the woman saw the white shadow.Her long black hair spread out in the water, revealing an indescribably twisted, horrible, blood-stained face.The white shadow woman smiled at the woman, revealing bloody fangs and sharp teeth. Her mouth opened wider and wider, and there were countless faces of the same horror inside, like a Russian nesting doll.

"Ah! Damn! Help!" The woman shook her head wildly in the water. She was so frightened that she spit out several blisters and struggled upstream, trying to get out of the river.

The power of the white shadow woman was unshakable, and the woman was pulled into the bottom of the river in the infinite loop of terror, unable to breathe anymore.

The flower in the mirror, the moon in the water.

The world without you is a wasteland.

Mizukihime,

When can I see you again?

A singing voice that I don't know who sang from afar, seems to be calling and missing someone.

The water surface of the small river became a little turbulent, a few circles of water rippled away, and immediately calmed down, and the clothes of the woman on the bank disappeared, as if she had never been here.

On a cloud-shrouded night, the moon turned blood-colored.

Ming Qianli still went alone to exorcise ghosts, waiting for an unknown opponent in a barren and inhabited place.

Fear, fear, this feeling is something you can't get used to.

The next ghost is not scary, only more terrifying. Ming Qianli doesn't want to see them. Every time they look at each other, she has nightmares and can't stop.

How good would it be if you could see ghosts if you wanted to, and if you didn’t want to see ghosts, you couldn’t see them?

This is Ming Qianli's biggest wish now.

Sorrow and joy lead her into the small river, looking at the blood moon in the sky, Ming Qianli feels that nothing good will happen tonight.This small river can turn into mush and then swallow people's lives.With such a heavy cloud, there must be a ghost lurking here, and it is a ruthless character.

Pulling out the Zanpakuto from his waist, he drew a circle facing the air beside the river. The red circle of light surrounded and spread across the small river, forming a circle. Ming Qianli closed his eyes and searched for ghosts in the river with his spiritual pressure. .

Today is indeed her unlucky day.

When she saw the water ghost in the river, her heart and pupils constricted.

White Shadow Ghost is a collection of the old corpse from the mountain village, Sadako, Kayako, Pen Fairy, and Gap Girl.It was indescribably scary, Ming Qianli was really scared this time.The ghost this time was [-] times scarier than the ghost she drove before, so she went into shock after blowing up the small river with a swastika.

Ming Qianli sent a distress signal to Bulu before he fainted, and it didn't take long for Bulu to arrive. When the female ghost was about to drag Ming Qianli down the river, it appeared in time to save Ming Qianli.

Ming Qianli has been in a coma ever since.

Ming Qianli suspended work at the Lucky Nightclub because she couldn't wake up.

Bruce didn't dare to take her to the hospital because there were more ghosts there.What if her body is stared at by ghosts?This is also to prevent ghosts from harassing her.

Bruce has been trying to make Ming Qianli wake up, but there has been no progress.Yagami Li has been advocating that Ming Qianli be sent to the hospital, but Bulu did not agree and must not go to the hospital.

Blue thought of Sakamoto Tatsuma, maybe he could ask him for help.

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A week passed.

Sakamoto Tatsuma found that Ming Qianli seemed to have not appeared for a long time, and there was no sign of her in the Lucky Nightclub.After inquiring, I found out that she had asked for leave again, saying that she was sick and couldn't get up.

Yagami Li's house, Yagami Li went out with friends, she didn't know that Bruce invited Tatsuma Sakamoto to her home.

Bruce became half the size of a human being, standing across a table from Sakamoto Tatsuma, and Sakamoto Tatsuma was sitting cross-legged across from him.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Bruce, and I'm Qianli's partner." Bruce said.

"Ahaha, hello, my name is Sakamoto Tatsuma, and I'm Anada from Qianlifuture." Sakamoto Tatsuma didn't find it strange to see Bru, maybe it's because he's seen this kind of magical creature a lot, and he's tired of aesthetics. Strange.

"I'm not being polite, I have something to say soon. It's not that Qianli is sick, it's because he was frightened by ghosts and couldn't wake up when exorcising ghosts. Do you know what Qianli's side job is?" He always followed her, Bruce thought.

ah?Scared by ghosts?Isn't Qianli not afraid of ghosts?Are exorcists also afraid of ghosts?Sakamoto Tatsuma's expression became serious, he knew that Bruce must ask him.

"Do you need my help? Oh no, is there anything I can do?"

The owl Bru closed one eye, stretched out his wings, and Tatsuma Sakamoto thought he was going to fly, but he didn't move anymore.

"I need your soul-returning incense, can you get me some more? By the way, do you have four square pieces of soul-returning incense?"

"Uh, let me think about it." Sakamoto Tatsuma fell into deep thought, transitioning his memory in his mind, he remembered that the soul-returning incense he bought were all in the form of sticks. "It seems that there is no such thing as four squares..."

"Oh, give me some strips then," said Blue, trying to make do with it.

"Okay, I'll go back and get the incense."

Sakamoto Tatsuma came over with a lot of soul-returning incense, and Bruce took out some overlapping layers and put them in a square box, cut Ming Qianli's wrist, and dyed the soul-returning incense with her blood.

A piece of black dilapidated gloomy house like a haunted house, standing in a place facing away from the sun.In the extreme northern corner of the earth, if you don’t go in, you don’t know that this is a shop that sells the rarest and most precious items in the world.

Bruce grew bigger and spread his wings and flew directly in.

Enter the main hall of the store.There are pieces of dead bones hanging above the main entrance hall of the store, like human-shaped skeleton curtains, exuding a gloomy and dead air.

"Welcome, alas, it's not a human being here this time." A middle-aged man dressed in a death black robe volleyed down like a ghost, took a chair and sat down in the middle of the main hall.

Bruce pulled out a box.Inside is the soul-returning incense dyed with Ming Qianli's blood. In order to make it more valuable, it also puts his former owner's things inside, a red cross dyed with the blood of its former owner, the red magician.

The blood of the Red Magician is very valuable, and although the incense of returning souls is expensive, it is not rare.But it is different when it is stained with the blood of the red magician, it will become more magical and have other valuable functions.

"The middle-aged man took the box and opened it, oh, this is really precious." He was referring to the blood of two red magicians, a soul-returning incense, and a red cross that were infested in the box.

"what do you want?"

"If you want to see a ghost, you can see it, if you don't want to see it, you can't see it, and it is a drug or substance that will not be frightened by the horror of ghosts." Blue said.

"How do you know this place?" asked the middle-aged man in black robe.

"If you want something in your heart, you can come in. I also found it by accident." Bruce, who is an owl, has no expression.

"Okay." The black-robed man waved his hand.

A bottle of medicine floated on Bruce's head, and Bruce flew away with the medicine in his mouth.

[It's really useless, I will be fainted by ghosts.You are the god of death, why are you so useless? 】

The sleeping Ming Qianli seemed to hear Mandala's mocking sound, there was nothing she could do about it, and she didn't want to, she was just timid and frightened.

As long as Sakamoto Tatsuma is free, he will come to take care of Ming Qianli when Iori Yagami is not at home.

"Qianli, don't be afraid anymore, it's okay." In a trance, Ming Qianli seemed to see the shop manager Urahara by her side taking care of her, comforting her, hoping that she would wake up soon.

"Qianli, no matter what kind of ghost it is, it's very pitiful. Don't be afraid of them anymore. Next time you encounter them, just save them well." Ming Qianli seemed to hear the voice of store manager Urahara.

Bulu gave Ming Qianli medicine, and she finally woke up.

Ming Qianli later discovered that when she exorcised ghosts again, she was no longer afraid of ghosts, and when she didn't want to see them, she couldn't see them anymore.

"Qianli, you have to thank Sakamoto Tatsuma. He often came to take care of you when you were in a coma. You are not afraid of ghosts, and he is also credited. He exchanged the special medicine that made you not afraid of ghosts with the rejuvenation incense. Treat your benefactor with gratitude. love." That's what Bruce said, without the blood of Sakamoto Tatsuma's Resurrection Fragrance Magician, the bottle of medicine would not be exchanged.

"Oh………"

Was it Tatsuma Sakamoto who took care of her?Ming Qianli had a strange feeling in his heart, Sakamoto Tatsuma and others are actually really good.

The author has something to say: I dare not write things that are too scary, for fear of having nightmares.