Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

In the spring of March, Tokyo Metropolitan Park is the last cherry blossom viewing season. In a few days, the cherry blossoms here will all fall, announcing the arrival of hot summer.

Kogoro Mori was sitting on the ground drinking, Dr. Ali and Mori Ran were eating lunch while watching Natsume and the others not to run too far. The children ate a lot of snacks on the way, and they are not very hungry now. One or two are on the grass Playing around on the Internet, Haibara Ai said that she was not feeling well and sat resting next to Dr. Ali, staring at Natsume in the crowd.

The game of hide and seek has a natural advantage for Natsume. When he is a ghost, he can always find friends hiding in various hidden places, and when he is hiding, he can always find unexpected hiding places. Kojima Motota and the others are amazed. .

Natsume scratched her hair shyly, and gave a high five to the little flower spirit on the cherry tree.

"One more round and another round!" Kojima Motota yelled, "I will definitely catch you this time!"

"Genta has said this sentence several times but failed to catch it." Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko said, pushing Yuanta, "This time I will catch it."

"I'll come, I'll come!" Motota Kojima yelled.

"I'm coming!" Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko was not to be outdone.

The two boys didn't allow anyone to argue for a while, and at Ayumi's suggestion, they used guessing to decide the candidate.

"Start!" Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko faced the big tree, covered his eyes with his hand, and counted silently from the beginning.

"One, two, three..." Xia Mu hid in the small bushes by the roadside under the reminder of the flower spirit. There was a small depression between the dense branches and leaves, just enough for a child of his size. hide.

only……

"You're playing tricks on me again." Natsume looked at the black shadow entrenched in the depression, sighed helplessly, and gathered a spiritual force in his hand to eliminate it.

A place with a lot of traffic, such as a park, is extremely easy to gather filth and malice. It is not an interesting thing for the flower spirits of Xijie, but they have no offensive power. No matter how annoying they are, they can only bear it. Natsume with spiritual power naturally relied on him.

However, Natsume is not very angry. Accumulation of filth will affect the living environment of flower spirits, and they will even lodge on humans to absorb their vitality to strengthen themselves. Even if there is no flower spirit to guide the way, they will try their best to get rid of them of.

Hua Ling rubbed his cheek flatteringly, and let out a joyful laugh.

"45, 46, 47..." Kojima Motota looked left and right, and quickly ran to the roadside stall selling takoyaki and shrunk his head. He was relatively big, and it was difficult to shrink all of it. The last time he was found because he couldn't hide, so he could only suck his stomach hard, trying to hide himself in the gap as much as possible.

Well, takoyaki is really delicious...

"170 two, 170 three, 170 four..." Ayumi hesitated and changed two places, still feeling uneasy, turned her head and saw the door of the cabin for the park staff to rest not far away, and ran over with a bright light.

There was still a faint smell of perfume in the wooden house. The staff in gray clothes seemed to be asleep and lay on the table. Ayumi carefully opened the door to the maximum and hid in the gap between the door and the wall.

Can Mitsuhiko find me?She counted her heartbeats silently, and couldn't help poking her head out of the door to look at it secretly. She quickly retracted her head when she heard the sound of running.

Someone ran into the wooden house, and through the gap under the door, she saw a pair of light blue sneakers.

It's a child.

"230 four, 230 five, 230 six..." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya guessed their possible hiding places while counting. Natsume hid in the bushes or under the bridge by the river several times in a row. If it is too big, it may choose a place to stack cargo boxes. Ayumi may...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

It's Ayumi's voice!

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko turned his head and glanced around, and quickly ran towards the direction of the sound.

Although everyone rushed to the sound at the first moment, Natsume seemed to be a little faster than them. When Conan arrived, he was hugging Ayumi in a protective gesture and holding her head down. Gently stroking her on his shoulder to comfort her, Ayumi trembled uncontrollably, choking and crying.

Although Natsume was calm, his face was pale and frightened.

Someone died.

It stands to reason that Ayumi has experienced many things as a member of the Boy Detective Team, and it is not the first time that she will not be scared to the point of crying when she sees a corpse, but this time the scene is too horrifying. Far beyond the acceptable range of a child.

Mori Kogoro rushed in and took a quick look, then immediately closed the door to stop the people who arrived later, and told them to notify the police with a serious expression and no one was allowed to enter.

Ayumi cried a lot and Natsume coaxed her for a while and handed her over to Mori Ran. An older sister can bring her more sense of security, but Kogoro Mori found out that she didn't even enter the wooden house door three times in a row. Conan also took the opportunity to come over and inquire, "What's going on inside?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he asked, he felt an inexplicable cool wind blowing past.

"You should stop asking." Natsume seemed a little distracted, and pushed Conan to Dr. Ali's side, "Wait for the police to deal with it."

Conan glanced at him suspiciously, feeling that he was hiding something, but seeing Natsume's pale face, he didn't ask any more questions, and nodded obediently while pulling Dr. Ali's clothes.

In the end, he heard the ins and outs of the matter from Ayumi. At that time, Ayumi was hiding behind the door. When she saw the pair of light blue shoes, she knew that it was Natsume who was running over, because when she came, she thought the color was very beautiful and deliberately I asked the brand, although I don't know why Natsume came over in such a hurry, but the little girl decided to play a little trick on him.

After Natsume ran in, she poked her head out quietly, stood on tiptoe and covered his eyes from behind.

It's a very popular prank among elementary school students, but before Ayumi said "Guess who I am", Natsume jumped up and waved her hand away as if she was very frightened, with a very ugly face. The reaction was so violent that the glass on the table fell off.

Unfortunately, the quilt fell from the table and shattered. Natsume relaxed when he saw Ayumi behind him, but immediately tensed up and wanted to pull Ayumi out of the cabin. Ayumi asked him what was the matter, but he hesitated and said no. out.

"I have to apologize to Mr. Administrator for breaking the cup." Ayumi said solemnly, walked over and carefully pushed the administrator who was sleeping on the table, "Sir..."

The little girl pushed lightly, and the body lying on the desk slumped to the ground in the direction of the force, with her face turned upside down, revealing a face that had lost all vitality.

Ayumi's unfinished words were choked in her throat, even if Natsume rushed up in time to press her head on her shoulders, the terrifying scene of the glimpse was still deeply imprinted in her eyes.

The man's tall body was pale and bloodless. The body was completely dehydrated, and the skin was wrinkled together. It was unknown how long he had been dead. The scars on his body turned out to be a disgusting moldy green at the edge. The scars were not big. There was a zigzag cut on the abdomen, which seemed to be done in a hurry, and several pieces of clothes were torn.

At the incision, there was a semi-solidified, thick blood-colored thing like rotten soup dripping out bit by bit, and with the change of body movements, a large amount of "rotten soup" was squeezed out from the body and gushed out everywhere, even A few drops splashed on the edge of Ayumi's floral skirt.

The mouth, no, it should be said that the entire lower half of his face has been completely festered, but his eyes are still open, and the eyeballs seem to be popping out of their sockets. The pain and despair, when he fell down, his legs moved slightly and swayed twice.

As if still alive.

Fear surged up like a tidal wave, and the turbulence seemed to submerge Ayumi. She trembled and was half-dragged and half-carried by Natsume to leave the wooden house. Her suffocating helplessness vented out along with her sharp screams, as if pouring out her soul He went out, leaving only a weakness that was difficult to even stand up.

"You mean, Natsume wanted to pull you away from the beginning?" Conan keenly caught the doubt in her words.

"Yeah." Ayumi sobbed and nodded, "I should have listened to Natsume." She still swayed uncontrollably, shivering in Mao Lilan's arms.

She is not timid, but after going back this time, she is afraid that she will have a nightmare for a long time.

Conan glanced back at Natsume, he was sitting by the tree in a daze, his face was as pale as paper, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were shaking tremblingly.

He must be hiding something, Conan is very sure, but with Natsume's current state, I'm afraid he won't be able to ask anything.

Natsume did hide something. He arrived earlier than anyone else because he knew about the murder before anyone else. When he was hiding, a flower spirit informed him of the news. The wings were almost ruined and screamed and begged him to go and have a look, but he ran over desperately but still couldn't make it in time.

The moment he walked into the room, he knew that he was late. Next to the corpse lying on the table was the soul of the dead, which was gradually being blackened and degenerated into a wraith.

But fortunately, it was not too late. Natsume took out the spell that Kyogokuhiko stuffed in when he went out from his pocket, and although he was taken aback by Ayumi who suddenly appeared, he thought it was a monster attack, but he managed to control it. Stop the speed of the undead's fall.

A completely depraved undead cannot enter reincarnation.

So even though I was scared when I saw the corpse, but when the undead were roaring and chattering around, I was not so scared that I lost control. I dragged the collapsed Ayumi out and comforted her carefully. Scared, it would be better to say that he was consumed by the terrible spiritual power demand of Kyogokuhiko's spell.

Only a small part of the seal can be used up to consume most of his spiritual power. Just imagine how terrible Kyogokuhiko's strength is.

But it is precisely because only a small part of it was unsealed that the resentment on the undead just stopped spreading, and the body stopped in a half-black and half-white state, stalemate with Natsume, clamoring in pain for a moment to kill Natsume without any reason , regained his rationality for a while and shouted to tell Natsume to leave his side quickly.

It was just an ordinary, honest and honest man, struggling with resentment and unable to escape, Natsume couldn't purify the resentment of his unjust death, so he could only use the spell to try his best to control the filth on him.

However, he couldn't control it for a long time. A large amount of gloomy filth flew from all directions in the park and merged into the body of the undead. One side became stronger and stronger, and the other side gradually ran out of oil. Natsume's fingertips trembled and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. , watched helplessly as the undead gradually became horribly black, rushing towards him with foul malice.

Are you going to die?He closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to move, but he couldn't stop imagining the pain of death in his heart.

The guardian charm that he had forgotten in the inner pocket of the overalls played an effective role in time, and the light white glow protected the young boy's fragile neck. Seeing that he was unable to hit him, the resentful spirit circled around him, trying several times from left to right To no avail, he simply turned around and rushed in another direction.

Hui Yuanai stood next to Dr. Ali unconsciously, and suddenly felt a numbness in his back and an ominous premonition in his heart, as if he was being targeted by some terrible existence.

As a materialist scientist, she just thought of it as some kind of boring uncle. Before she turned her head to see the situation clearly, she was thrown to the ground by Natsume rushing over.

"Natsume!" Before she could finish her sentence, she was dragged by Natsume who gritted her teeth and stood up. She could only struggle while running, "What are you doing?! Let me go!"

Natsume didn't say a word, and dragged Hui Yuanai to a place where there were few people. The wraith was like a dog attracted by meaty bones. No one else cared and just ran with the two of them. Forcibly pulling down a few flower spirits and devouring them, the yin energy on his body became heavier and heavier.

He used to look somewhat human, and looked calm and reliable like an uncle next door. Now his body is mottled and covered with dark and shiny insect-like shells. There are several places where the skin is festered and rotten, dripping and dripping. Thick, foul-smelling liquid.

Hui Yuanai couldn't see it, but she could see the strange withered vegetation on the ground, and felt the terrifying existence behind her, which was a matter of life and death. She immediately understood Natsume's intentions, and grabbed his hand with her backhand, "Run into the bushes !"

The pressure brought by the danger of life overwhelmed the collapsed world view, she quickly judged that the thing behind her must be not small, and decisively chose the dense forest that was more advantageous for her and Natsume who were petite.

Her choice saved her life, the dense woods slowed down the speed of the wraith, and also gave Natsume a little breathing time, and was able to take out a large group of stacked spells from the pocket of his clothes, and it was too late to see what was what , and threw it behind him.

Although Huiyuan Ai didn't believe it, it was because she didn't believe it before, but she knew the relevant information to some extent, and now she was desperate and had no choice but to act as a living horse doctor, grabbing the spell that Natsume dropped on her and throwing it behind her.

The spells that need to be activated by spiritual power are just a piece of waste paper, but there are always a few that are passively activated, stimulated by the yin energy of the resentful soul, and emit a faint white light for a moment or two.

Run, run again, Hui Yuanai asked intermittently while running: "Is there no way to stop it?"

"Shrine, the shrine is useful!" Natsume replied panting.

But where does the shrine in the park come from? Right now, it can only earn money for a while, and maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

However, the charms were gradually used up, his legs were sore and his physical strength was exhausted, and the wraith behind him was getting closer and closer.

Gritting her teeth, Natsume pushed Huihara Ai with her backhand, turned around and rushed forward to hug the attacking resentful soul.

"Run!"

Yin Qi eroded the guardian charm on his body. Although the shallow light was weak, it kept shining to protect Xia Mu's life. The resentful soul struggled to push him away, but was hugged by him again.

"Run!"

"Run!"

The juvenile roar startled the birds for a while.

In the distance, Kyogokuhiko stopped his hand clinging to the spoon, squinted his eyes and looked out of the French windows of the hotel, and the high-rise buildings were full of neon lights.

"Isn't it to your liking?" Diarmuid asked.

"No, it's nothing." Kyogokuhiko smiled, and put the porridge in the spoon into his mouth, and his fingertips slid across the air casually, bringing up a subtle wave of magic power, which finally landed on Diarmuid's lips horn.

"It's stained with something." He said it bluntly, but there was a three-point smile on his brows and eyes.

"Excuse me." Diarmuid tilted his head and kissed his fingertips, and reached out to add another bowl of porridge for him, "Please eat more."

"How dare you refuse the kindness of a beauty." Kyogokuhiko smiled, and when he withdrew his hand, his eyes swept past the window.

In the dense forest more than a dozen blocks away in that direction, Natsume was supported by Hui Yuanai and fell to the ground, with scratches all over his face and body. The shadows are reflected like daytime.

Amidst the sharp roaring and neighing, and the endless cursing, the white flame floated in the air and burned quietly, burning that filthy and ugly resentful soul into golden strands under the sun.

Hui Yuanai listened to the ear-piercing roar, watched the broken gold fall on Natsume's body like sunlight, all the bleeding scratches healed in an instant, without leaving any marks, and his expression became more numb.

Sister, there must be something wrong in this world.