[Comprehensive] It's Frozen Jiao, not Jiao Fong

Lying on the bed, Hong Dongjiao nimbly took out the locks that she had prepared earlier from the suitcase, and handcuffed her wrists to the head of the bed. Bind both hands together, after all, no one will come to help this time.

Today is the third day, which is the day of the night attack.

Although most of the blood belonging to Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi in her body has been removed, there is no guarantee that she will not behave like before. After everything was ready and she was sure that she would definitely not be able to break free, she threw the key of the handcuffs to the other side In the small box, which she also brought from modern times, it is a special cipher box, and it will never be opened when she is in a state of madness.

When she was done, she shrank into the warm blanket and closed her eyes.

I might not be able to sleep afterwards, but let's squint a little.

Squinting and squinting, her brain gradually became dizzy, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier. She struggled to open them, but they closed them immediately.

Isn't it already...arrived?

When she found herself standing in a strange place, Hong Dongjiao no longer panicked, once she was born and second time she was acquainted, she should be more mature.

So this time, whose dream is it in?

The ground she stepped on was yellow land, and in front of her was a Japanese-style garden. Although some flowers were planted more or less, the flowers were not blooming, and they were sparse, obviously without careful attention. Take care, some of them have already begun to fail, revealing a piece of yellow underneath.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, as if something had been smashed.

She walked in the direction where the sound came from, and along the way, maids in kimonos passed by from time to time. They were in a hurry, with fear and panic on their faces, as if they couldn't wait to escape from this place.

Is it this courtyard that they want to escape?Or the people in the garden?

The girl quickly got the answer.

The pale and thin young man was sitting on the quilt, with brown medicinal juice sprinkled in front of him, and a wooden bowl lying on the ground, which was obviously knocked over in anger. The surrounding maids knelt on the ground, trembling, Obviously afraid of the boy's anger.

"go out."

When he spoke, his voice that hadn't changed completely was full of youthful astringency unique to teenagers, but it contained sternness.

"Get out of here, all of them!"

Those maids seemed to have received some kind of forgiveness, kowtowed their heads and hurriedly withdrew, not even having time to clean up the mess on the ground, leaving the boy alone in this not-so-large house, sitting there lonely.

He coughed violently a few times, almost knocking out his lungs, and his hair was unkempt, just casually scattered behind his head, his body trembling, as if he was enduring great pain.

He crawled on his stomach, using his arms as support, and moved towards the outside. A few fingers moved feebly, touching the warm sunlight.

He had already touched it, but he couldn't feel the warmth at all.

Meaningless.

He sneered twice, and his exquisite face was revealed from some messy hair. It was a beautiful face, because it was not fully opened, and it was a bit indistinguishable. Loved by most people.

That face is not as mature as it will be in the future, and it still has some yearning for the future and innocence.

He seemed to feel something, and looked towards the direction where she was standing. In those calm eyes, there was only boundless coldness.

This was the last scene she saw.

It was the first time that she fell asleep completely on such a night. Although she was dreaming and she was not well rested, there were no red marks on the wrists connected to the handcuffs, which proved that she did not have a seizure all night last night, but quietly fell asleep.

It is indeed useful to take out the excess blood.

What I saw last night was probably the sequelae caused by the remaining blood intertwined with the brain nerves.

Is that the memory of Ghost Mai Tsuji?

It seems that he was not born as a ghost, but as a human being, he is just a pampered noble boy.

In those eyes, there is still fear of death and yearning for the future.

But what did it matter to her?

Knowing that the little blood would not bring her any difficulties, she moved more freely. After completing two missions in a row, she completely established her prestige in the Ghost Killing Squad. talk about her.

Strength is always the most powerful proof.

My own problem is solved, but there is another person whose situation is in crisis.

Benji also trained under Yanzhu's hands before, became familiar with the people in his team, walked in without any obstacles, and finally succeeded in catching the little partner who had been avoiding her in a corner.

"Xuan Mi," I haven't seen her for a while, and I don't understand why my little friend avoids her so much, "Can you tell me what happened?"

The breath of ghosts on Undead Chuan Xuanya's body is getting heavier and heavier.

She had known for a long time that the boy was using a special method to improve his own strength, which was one of the reasons why Yanzhu accepted him at the beginning, but he had been hiding it very well before, which led to her not paying attention until today arrive.

Or maybe she got stronger, her senses sharpened.

She thought that the other party knew that she had discovered this, so she tried her best to avoid it.

Xuan Mi was trapped by the girl, standing in a corner, unable to move, her eyes glanced up and down, and sweat came out of her forehead one by one, but she didn't want to look at her face.

"You really have nothing to tell me?"

She leaned over and looked at the young man's ferocious face from bottom to top, but now his appearance was really not vicious, his face was flushed red, his eyes drifted away, no matter how he looked, he looked guilty.

"What, what?"

"You're hiding something from me."

Xuan Mi's body should have reached a dangerous situation, and there is a possibility of collapse at any time. If he cannot be relieved in time, while his strength increases, the probability of death will also increase.

Xuan Mi's face was pale and his body was weak. These days, he really avoided the other party on purpose, and he didn't know how to face the girl at all.

Whatever the reason, he did.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." No matter whether the girl wanted to beat him up or break up the relationship, he could only silently accept the result and apologize softly.

"You don't have to apologize to me, there is nothing to apologize for." Hong Dongjiao just felt sorry for him, and thought they were friends, but she didn't even disclose such a big matter, and took it on herself silently.

"I... didn't see clearly that day." Xuan Mi still wanted to make amends, no matter whether the girl forgave him or not, "How about you beat me up? You can hit me anywhere, as long as you can calm down."

"...Wait a minute, why did I hit you?"

Suddenly, they didn't seem to be on the same channel.

"Isn't it because I hit you?" Xuan Mi covered his face, "You suddenly appeared, I thought it was an enemy, so I hit you directly, but I didn't mean it."

"..."

"You hit that one on the back of my head?"

"...Aren't you talking about this?"

OK, they've been chatting across servers.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, Xuan Mi knew that he had not been discussed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but was overwhelmed by the girl's next question, and subconsciously wanted to escape.

Hong Dongjiao stepped in front of him, blocking all the gaps.

"same here."

Facing Xuan Mi's shocked eyes, the girl lifted her lower eyelids, revealing those bloodshot eyes that are usually invisible.

It is normal to have bloodshot eyes, but those bloodshots are unusually black.

Xuan Mi knew exactly what this was.

"I accidentally got a little ghost's blood on it, but it's just a little bit, so nothing serious happened." She put down her fingers and crossed her hands, "You can tell me now."

Xuan Mi sighed, and honestly told the girl about her situation.

Yan Zhu also tried various methods to alleviate his symptoms, but this also meant that his strength would be weakened. For Xuan Mi now, trying to keep up with his brother's pace is the most important thing.

He who uses the flesh and blood of ghosts as his power, if he loses this power, it will only make him more painful.

What's more, his body is used to it now, but if he doesn't take it for a long time, he will be weaker than usual, which can be said to be a kind of backlash.

Hong Dongjiao returned to her room and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets, looking for useful things among a large number of items brought from modern times. So much stuff stuffed in.

She was holding a bottle of toilet cleaner, her mind was full of question marks, and she didn't know what it was good for.

After scattered things all over the place, she finally found what she wanted.

The transparent glass is filled with a light red liquid, and the shape of the bottle is quite a coquettish polygon, which refracts colorful rays of light under the reflection of light.

I never thought that Kiyosuke Ubuyashiki would have such an aesthetic.

After getting more samples from Hong Dongjiao, he began to conduct research. He fully used his outstanding talent in this area, and he also used Zhu Shi's booklet to the extreme. Symptomatic drugs.

Of course, what he extracts is a complete part, so it is only effective for serious people or ghosts. After the girl tried it herself, although it was slightly relieved, it didn't have a particularly big effect. It took at least an hour. From here In a sense, this medicine is just a tasteless to her.

Still, she left it on and it sure came in handy.

From this day on, Hong Dongjiao ran to Yan Zhu with his rice bowl every day to eat his food, avoiding everyone's sight while eating, and dripped the medicine into Xuan Mi's food little by little.

Because she didn't know if his strength would be reduced along with it, she didn't drink much in the first two days. She observed it for two days and fought against Xuan Mi every day. After finding that he was in good condition, she increased the dosage.

Xuan Mi didn't know what happened at all, he only knew that his little friend came to abuse him in different ways every day, knocking him down time and time again, mercilessly, although it also aroused him even more. Great motivation, but the process was a bit scary.

Neither of them had any other thoughts, but in the eyes of others, they were unusual.

After Immortal Kawa Minami saw the scene of the two eating after training for the fourth time, even if he didn't care about all of this and only listened to it as a gossip and joke, he felt uncomfortable.

He looked at the girl in the dark, and looked at her with a certain vision.

It seems a little... inappropriate.

The author has something to say: Shimi: She is indifferent on the surface, but observes secretly.

I don't think you are suitable.