Shikigami Cultivation Guide

sound of water.The subtle sound of water emanating from the five sense organs, the swaying ripples, and the meaningless reflections on the irises of the eyes all sank little by little.Sink quietly, suffocate silently.

In a trance, colored liquid flowed out of the seven orifices, and it seemed that there was nothing, just a hallucination, and the mind became more and more blurred.The underwater world is getting darker and darker.

At first I could glimpse the flickering light on the surface of the water, and finally I sank into the deep water, and there was nothing but darkness and suffocation.

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing...

Ghost Shibai woke up and saw Ghost Shihei watching him silently by the bed, Ghost Shibai rushed over and tore off the clothes on the side of his neck.

No hickey.

Ghost Shibai's face suddenly paled.

At the same time, a fierce anger filled his heart, he half stood up, pressed Gui Shihe under his body, and kissed his lips frantically.The teeth left blood marks on his neck, and the mouth was full of the taste of blood. After drinking it, it flowed from the opponent's body, to the throat, and finally into the body.Ghost makes Hei's blood, his obsession.

Leave a mark, this ghost is mine, it will always be mine, and no one can take it away.

Neither can time.

Whether true or false.

Gui Shihei's subdued panting due to the fierce kiss can be heard next to his ears.

A sea of ​​blood created a tsunami in Ghost Shibai's heart, and the huge waves surged into the sky.

Gui Shihei finally pushed him away forcefully, he straightened his collar, panted slightly, and looked at Gui Shibai calmly.

"Ah Bai, the day of the ghost king's marriage is coming soon. Tonight we will go on a ghost tour, and we still need to investigate as usual." He said, his voice was calm, even a little condensed.

"Hahaha...Hundred ghosts at night? I turned around and returned to the original point, didn't I? Didn't I die? Why did I come back, why... came back...!" The voice became lower and lower, and finally became An angry growl.

He originally had a gentle temperament, but in his memory, the pain of being crushed into blood by the tunnel is so vivid.

For the rest, he remembered Gui Shihei's kiss, and also remembered Gui Shihei's hand on his back when the tunnel slammed down.

And this ghost is black, and there is no hickey on his neck.

So what about the ghost?

What exactly happened, on him, on Ghost Messenger's body.

Thinking that he was bound to die, and then woke up, Gui Shihei was also sitting on the edge of the bed, his whole body intact and his eyes indifferent.

Is this his brother?

What evidence does he have to prove that this is not his brother?

Exactly the same eyebrows, voice, breath, temperature.

What evidence does he have that...

It's just that it's not the same as before...

No hickey, no hickey...

time……

gone back.

Frenzied thoughts flashed through his heart, Ghost made Bai's eyes a little red, not because of sourness, but because of anger.

Gui Shihei seemed unaware, and said in a calm voice, "Ah Bai, we should go."

The ghost made Bai come back to his senses, looked him in the eyes firmly and said, "I won't let you die this time."

Gui Shihei took his hand, and placed a very light and icy kiss on the back of his hand, his voice was calm, and so was his eyes.

"Ah Bai, I won't die." He said, even though Bai was by his side, on his cell phone, he felt an indescribable loneliness.

It makes people want to touch his brows and eyes, and iron out the wrinkles that don't exist.

If there are two of you, why do you still feel lonely?

The ghost made Bai want to ask, but his throat seemed to be stuck, and all the words were swallowed into his throat.

It is still the city of Huashicho, where ghosts come and go, and it is extremely lively.

The ghost prostitute in the flower building was ostentatious, calling Gui Shihei's name one after another, but Gui Shihei didn't answer, and his expression didn't even change at all, just walked forward quietly with Gui Shibai.

Xiangpa just flew down like this, staggering but with incomparable precision, flying towards Gui Shihei with the fragrant wind.

Ghost Messenger turned a blind eye to Hei, his eyes were calm.

Shanpa brushed his face and finally flew away with the wind.

Ghost Messenger Bai bit his lip and said, "That woman..."

Ghost Shihei pressed his shoulder and said, "Go to the river."

When the lanterns come on, there is a river in the city of Huashicho, and at this time, the surrounding area is bright and neon is shining.Countless red lanterns flying in the sky due to the heat from the burning candles are floating quietly, and the lanterns shining with warm candlelight in the water are floating around.

Gui Shihei brought him here, the voices were noisy, Gui Shihei looked at the water surface, his eyes were peaceful, as if he was in the deep sea, and when he looked closely, there was a tranquil sadness.

The world suddenly became quiet because of him.

The ghost makes Bai feel that his world, perhaps because of the current appearance of this ghost, has gradually turned from violent to peaceful.

The wind blows slowly.

There are little ghosts selling lanterns and paper slips on the bank, and they yelled one after another. The cries were very moving, three long and one short, not noisy, not annoying, and even rhythmic.

Gui Shibai went to buy two, handed one of them to Gui Shi Hei, wrote a sentence on the note, put it in the water, and pushed it out with demon force.

The colored lantern seemed to be floating in the vast sea, gradually submerged in the group of colored lanterns.

The light of the candle is still burning.

Ghost Messenger Hei did as he did and pushed the lamp out.

Ghost Messenger Bai pondered for a while and asked, "What did you write?"

Gui Shihei thought for a while, and said, "It's related to you."

Answering this way, he didn't want to tell him directly, and the ghost sent Bai Shiqu to stop asking.

Ghost Shihei looked at him, with deeper feelings revealed in his calm black eyes.

He raised Gui Shibai's chin, his fingers were cold and soft, he lowered his head and kissed Gui Shibai, the taste of blood spread quickly in his mouth, it hurt, but he couldn't stop it.His hand gradually stroked Gui Shibai's lower back, rubbed it lightly and heavily, and finally pinched the tight and fragile waistline.

"what--!"

The ghost made Bai let out a quick panting.

Then the low-pitched gasps seemed to come from the bottom of the water, and gradually scattered in the night.

Like ripples, they spread farther and farther on the surface of the water, but finally subsided.

The drums began to sound.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

From far to near, from subtle to booming, in a trance, Bai felt that the sound of the drum might be to kill him.

Take their lives, then, after he dies, will he wake up again, and return to the place where time began, the morning when Gui Shihei said that he would go to the night with a hundred ghosts?

Ghosts make black...

Which ghost will it be?

Do not……

No matter what, I don't want him to die.

The Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts has begun.

The ghost made Hei let him go.

There seemed to be colorful colors in front of my eyes, and fishes were swimming, and everything was covered with a layer of intense colored light.

The ghost made Bai go limp all over.

Ghost Shihei supported him and followed the team of Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night.

Ghost Messenger Bai gritted his teeth slightly, afraid of sticky panting from his mouth.

This time, I will not let you die.

I will no longer be deluded.

The author has something to say:

The meat is deleted. .

In fact, there are not many, just thinking, there is meat and plot, so write like this. .But it seems that it will spoil the children, so let's do it like this.This book is really long. . .But there are still many stories to tell. . .

Aobozu and Hair Eater are planned.The ascetic mysterious monk and the depraved and seductive face control, this attribute.Please automatically erase the first impression of modeling in your mind.

Say the important thing three times, substitute into the portrait, substitute into the portrait, substitute into the portrait!

This game modeler has a grudge against the original painting.

This story will be better than the previous ones, and I feel better about myself. . .Because I have been writing 12 words, I have also grown.

what. . . .

The exam is coming, and I have to start reviewing day and night.

During the exam period, I have to take other classes every day, the update will be slower, and it will be better when I go home, that's it.

Then. . .

I also want to open a new hole.A collection of cult CP, games played before, anime I watched, and short CP stories derived from movies, it should be more interesting to write.At that time, please support us a lot.