I was about to protect the little bell behind me, but the little bell stepped forward a few steps, walked in front of that figure and said, "If we are not happy, we will all come here."
"Ba Ga." The figure cursed fiercely, and then slowly stood up.
This is a Japanese, not tall, estimated to be less than 160, wearing a yellow Japanese military uniform, with a Japanese saber hanging on his waist, but the clothes are very tattered and covered with blood, it looks like Just got off the field.
I was a little worried about the safety of the little bell, so I stepped forward and walked to the side of the little bell.
The Japanese ghost looked at me and shouted in dissatisfaction: "You promised, only people from Fanlou can come in."
Little Lingdang was not afraid, and looked at the Japanese ghost with contempt: "Who said that brother is not from Fanlou?"
"You, you guys, don't keep promises." The Japanese ghost looked a little annoyed.
I also saw that something was wrong, but I couldn't figure out what was going on. I looked at the little bell curiously, hoping that the little bell would give me an explanation.
Little Bell was very understanding, and told me the truth, and also answered a question that had been in my mind for a long time.
It turns out that this Japanese ghost was none other than Kengo Aoki who led the team into Fanlou back then, because before Kengo Aoki cut his seppuku, his whole body had already fallen into madness. His strong obsession with war made Kengo Aoki a powerful man. The holding ghost, and all the girls died at the hands of Aoki Kengo, so they were born to be afraid of Aoki Kengo, just like ordinary ghosts dare not provoke a butcher.
That's why Aoki Kengo stayed in the ghost building, and his life was pretty good, but the war was not only on the bright side, when those powerful beings who blocked the Japanese Onmyoji came back, Aoki Kengo was a complete tragedy.
Because there are too many ghosts caused by the war, the ghost building hates Aoki Kengo, and the underworld does not accept foreign ghosts, so Aoki Kengo becomes a sandbag to help new ghosts exercise.
In fact, if someone hadn't held on to the brand of benevolence and righteousness, Aoki Kengo would have been beaten to pieces long ago. But it also made Aoki Kengo stay in the ghost building for a hundred years before he could leave. Unfortunately, Aoki Kengo killed the cat halfway, so this sentence has been extended indefinitely.
As for who is so pedantic, Little Bell doesn’t know, and it’s not easy for me to ask, but I squeezed my fist, I was very grateful to look at Little Bell, and then transformed into a ghost, Aoki Kengo is only a fourth-grade ghost, I don’t know if I was beaten too badly, my body was not solid, and I felt that I would be downgraded at any time. I had no pressure at all.
"Well, brother, you have to be happy." Little Lingdang said, and left bouncingly with her little friend.
I smiled and looked at Kengo Aoki in front of me. Kengo Aoki swallowed and was about to speak when I punched Kengo Aoki in the mouth, knocked him flying, and hit the wall hard .
Some kind of formation should be arranged in this house, Kengo Aoki bumped into it, and the blue light circulated, but it didn't hurt the house. I felt more relieved, and rushed towards Kengo Aoki.
As night fell, I walked out of the dilapidated house panting slightly, and stretched my waist under the moonlight. Sure enough, the grievance in my heart must be vented. At this moment, I felt refreshed and my mind was clearer than ever.
"It feels good."
I turned around in surprise, only to see Sister Hua looking at me with a smile, leaning against a big tree, with an indescribable charm, she was indeed the charming Sister Hua I knew.
I am a little embarrassed: "It's okay."
Sister Hua glanced at the dilapidated house and nodded: "Don't go too far, if you are killed, it will be bad. The sisters are often in a bad mood, and you don't want them to come to you."
Suddenly a huge bead of sweat fell from my head, and I waved my hands again and again. Sister Hua didn't say any more, and left with a charming smile.
Although I know that Aoki Kengo is self-inflicted, but I don't know why, but I have such a sympathy for him, alas, I hope you can live until you are free.
Back in the hall, the business of the ghost building had already started, and I realized that I had been active for so long, no wonder it was so enjoyable.
Little Bell was stealing something in the hall, when she saw me, she hurried over with her mouth full.
"Brother, have fun."
Listening to Little Bell's ambiguous words, I was a little amused, nodded, reached out and touched Little Bell's head, Little Bell enjoyed it very much, swallowed the things in his mouth with difficulty, then leaned close to my ear, and whispered: "The photo has something to do with Japanese ghosts, you should take a look at it for a while."
"Then you didn't say it earlier."
Little Bell laughed and ran away, I knew in my heart that what Little Bell was talking about was the newly arrived photos, but the Japanese ghost Kengo Aoki was already in such a miserable state, what else could he do? I am a little strange.
After a meal with a few familiar ghost guests, I took Little Bell and waited for a group of little ghosts to have a supper, and then went back to the ghost building. The little ghosts don’t drink, and I can’t drink alone, so Although a little sleepy, but still very awake.
Back in the ghost building, my mother and Goddess Yan were still chatting in the lobby. When she saw me, my mother rolled her eyes and threw the envelope to me with lingering anger. I caught it in a hurry.
"You boy, let me save some time."
"Yes, yes." I nodded again and again, greeted Goddess Yan, and returned to my room.
I don't know why, but my mother has been very active during this time. Even Li Guihua, who doesn't like to come to ghost buildings, I have seen many times. What is she plotting
I couldn't figure it out, so I had to throw it aside.
I opened the envelope and took out a familiar photo.
The first picture: A middle-aged man is holding a doll high, standing in the playground, with a huge Ferris wheel behind him, it seems that he is teasing a child.
The second picture: It is still the middle-aged man, holding the doll, but there is an extra girl in front of her with her back to the camera, with short hair and a strange hairstyle, wearing a kimono, holding her hand, Want to get the doll.
Chapter Three: Blank as usual.
I looked at the second picture over and over again, and it was obviously a little Japanese girl. Could this be the connection with the Japanese ghost that Little Bell said.
I am a little undecided, but my heart is still very relaxed. I have experienced too much, and my mind has calmed down a lot. Of course, the main effect may lie in today's exercise. Check the time, it is 4 in the morning, do you want to go to exercise again? next? I'm a little confused.
However, this is the last time I received photos. I don’t know why, but I have an inexplicable regret in my heart for being able to escape this nightmare.
I don’t know when I fell asleep. It was already afternoon when I woke up. My mother didn’t give me the photos these days, but they were not idle either. They helped me understand the person in the photo, the middle-aged man in the photo He is a junior high school Chinese teacher named Geng Hongyu. He is currently receiving treatment in a private hospital. His wife is taking care of him. He has a daughter who is also in junior high school. It happens to be Geng Hongyu's class.
And now I am a doctor in the hospital, and I admire the doctor's license given to me by Goddess Yan. Don't they worry about me putting people to death
It's just why you have to arrange a doctor's status for me. This is the first time that I have been assigned a status. Is there anything special about this time.