A pair of delicate eyes opened, and what appeared in front of them was an unfamiliar ceiling.

Jianming felt that his hair was oily and a little itchy, and he wanted to reach out and scratch it.

But he pounced.

Jianming, who was feeling strange because of the sense of disobedience, raised his left hand in front of him, but nothing appeared in his eyes.

Looking down further, only the upper end of his arm is wrapped in a tight bandage, like a zongzi.

"Ah...... That's right......"

I...... Lost...... Is it ......?

Jianming turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the corridor from the top of the floor.

Yes, I lost......

I lost...... I lost...... I lost......

I actually ...... Lost.

Obviously, grandpa repeatedly told himself that he must not lose......

Jianming's mind no longer recalled the fact that he had been defeated, but thought about what his grandfather had said.

Listen, Jianming, everything has a price, just like the table lamp provides brightness at the same time, its price is electricity, and the price of plants and trees is the nutrition of the land, the most basic.

Even when we breathe, we consume our own energy, and this is the price, and there is one thing in the world that often pays the greatest price, and people don't want to bear the most.

That's "failure".

Especially "defeated".

From ancient times to the present, the price that defeated people have to pay is often their most precious thing, that is, their lives. That is, everything they want to protect.

So Jianming, you have to accept the cost of everything, as well as ...... There must be no defeat.

Grandfather...... I lost...... It also paid my price......

Thinking of this, Jianming sat up and felt a little stiff in his body.

Meantime...... He felt the breath of someone else.

"Ah, are you awake?"

It's Yinling, it seems that in the past few days, Yinling has been lying on the side of Jianming's bed, always paying attention to Jianming's condition.

Jianming looked at the quilt covering him, and he was a little depressed and didn't dare to face the silver bell, but after a while, he raised his head again and asked, "I...... How many days have you been sleeping?"

Yinling also stood up, looking happy that Jianming had woken up.

"It's been five days of sleep. ”

Five days, that's enough for many, many things to happen. Little by little, the memories came back to my mind......

"Yinling, it's really good that you're okay...... I'm sorry...... Can I protect you? ”

Jianming was a little worried about the safety of Qingshan and them, and he was also curious about Yinling's condition.

"What happened after that? Is everyone alright?"

Yinling's face was a little tired, but she still answered Jianming's questions one by one.

"Qingshan, he's fine, I'll go and tell him the news that you're awake later. ”

"Round and good...... He went to practice alone. His whereabouts are unknown. ”

"You're the only one here unconscious, and it's okay if you didn't protect me that day...... Someone to ...... for you Protecting ......"

Speaking of this, tears continued to gush out of the corners of Yinling's eyes, falling to Jianming's quilt one by one.

"Everyone in the group...... ...... all."

Looking at the tears on her face, she must have been blaming herself for the past few days......

Jianming saw Yinling crying like this, and he was at a loss for a while. But some doubts gradually developed in his heart.

Alas...... I do cry.

So many good people are dead......

Honda and Fukuoka, who played cards with me, also died......

Wait a minute...... Well?

I, completely, can't cry.

Hmm~ Grandpa was really sad when he died?

But when everyone in the firm dies, it ...... Well?

They're the first friends I've made...... I...... Isn't it a bit ...... Excessively?

Will I cry if Wonsun dies?ah~ Probably not.

Aoyama is dead?...... I can't cry.

If Silver Bell dies..................

..........................................

If Silverbell died, I would probably be depressed for a while......

But maybe after two or three days, you can live happily again, right?

After all, I ...... It's a blessing to be able to eat and drink enough for a day......

Yes......

Is this what Grandpa said......?

..........................................

Forget it, don't think about unhappy things, since you won't be sad, it may be a good thing.

That's right......

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, are you there?"

Remembering that in the previous battle, Xiaobai did not respond to his call, Jianming was a little worried.

........................

Still no response, Xiaobai ...... What the hell is going on?Worry is worried, but Jianming can still feel that Xiaobai is in the flow of his spiritual power.

For now, let's comfort the silver bell who wiped his nose with his quilt.

Jianming stretched out a hand to touch Yinling's head, remembering that when he fell in the yard when he was a child and his knee was bleeding, his grandfather kept touching his head like this, and those big hands gave him a warm feeling.

Yinling was a little resistant at first, but with the rubbing of Jianming's palm, Yinling's crying became smaller and smaller.

Jianming lost a hand...... I guess I'm even sadder than I am......

Thinking of this, Yinling stopped crying at all, stood up, and wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

"I'll go tell Aoyama you're awake. ”

"Hmm. The corners of Jianming's mouth, which was sitting on the bed, rose slightly, but when Yinling walked out of the door, his face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Step by step, Silver Bell gradually turned into a trot, and couldn't wait to tell Qingshan the good news, after all, Qingshan's worry about Jianming was no less than his own, knowing that after Jianming woke up, he should be able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Daoist Aoyama, Jianming is awake!"

The tone of the annunciation was very cheerful, but this cheerfulness was exchanged for a shout.

"Yinling, you go back to the back room and stay with Jianming, quick!"

Yinling was puzzled, the great news suddenly appeared, but Qingshan didn't look happy at all.

"Miss Silver Bell, you go and Mr. Jianming to avoid it first, I have reacted to the demon talisman I placed in the corner of the shrine...... Fear...... The comer is not good......"

Lily of the valley has already put on the costume of a shrine maiden and explains the current situation for Aoyama, who is in a hurry.

After seeing Yinling running back to the house at a faster speed than when he came, he turned to Qingshan and said, "It is often said that Yin-Yang art is transformed from your Taoist technique, please let me open my eyes today." ”

Qingshan was not in the mood to be in the same way as others, but just concentrated on drawing his own Dao talismans.

Maybe it's because of his obsessive-compulsive personality, Aoyama is very attentive to every stroke, and almost never makes mistakes.

After finishing the painting, he and Lily of the Valley continued to answer: "Well, the support is up to you, I can protect the two of them...... It's just the two of us. ”

Silver Bell changed his words. "It's coming. ”

The steps up the shrine weren't long, but they were at least two or three people high, and a few footsteps were repeating themselves in the silence of the night, and the sound of stepping on the steps wasn't like the material of any kind of shoe.

Under the huge red torii gate gradually floated the figure of a woman, who should have been ordinary, but the thick lilac foundation covered her face, and now she looked like a beauty under the moon.

The woman walked up the stairs step by step, and we could see her whole body little by little.

The red cloak on the shoulders, the huge bow on the chest, and the delicate corset......

And......

The lower body has eight sharp iron claws......

What appeared in front of them in front of them was a humanoid with a human upper body and a spider-like lower body.

"The bride!"

"Girl Spider!"

Aoyama and Lily of the Valley shouted each other's names at the same time, but they were not quite the same.

Spider-Woman's left two forelimbs hit the ground from time to time, as if a human was stomping her feet.

"Good evening, I think I'm famous. ”

Aoyama found that the other party could have a conversation, maybe it didn't need to turn into a battle scene, so he made a statement:

"I don't know if the girl is visiting tonight, but what's the ......?"

Hmph~um~

The spider girl looked at the crane-haired and childish-faced Taoist priest in front of her with interest, and said lightly: "Today, either I killed you, or I was killed by you." ”

Speaking of this, a poignant smile appeared on his face.

Aoyama and Lily of the Valley immediately tensed up and protected Lily of the Valley behind them, Aoyama crossed his hands against his chest, ready to react at any time.

Lily of the valley proposed: "With such a huge body, it would be better for you and me to separate a little." ”

After Aoyama nodded, the two of them spread out some distance.

Spider-Woman shot...... But her target is not Aoyama, nor is it Lily of the Valley.

It's the only way out of the shrine.

I saw her shoot several silver-white spider silks from her wrists, and in less than a few seconds, the huge red torii gate was entwined.

The silvery-white silk threads that glowed in the moonlight were as thick as fingers, and each one had sharp triangular spikes, and it was incredible that the spider silk seemed to be able to move with the wind in such an appearance, and it seemed to be very light.

"No prey will run away. ”

After saying that, he started to act, but it was strange, and the movement in such an almost beastly posture looked like a dance.

The eight feet worked well together, and even beat the drum on the ground with that sharp part.

When she rushed in front of Aoyama, she also shook her body and spun around in the air, her terrifying figure as elegant and deadly as if she was joking.

Several giant claws flew in front of Qingshan's eyes, and if he looked at the tip of the claw, it seemed to be a finely sharpened blade, and the thickness was not what an ordinary sword could have.

Fortunately, just when Spider Girl blocked the retreat of the two, Aoyama and Lily of the Valley had already discussed tactics.

Syllable!

Lily of the valley slapped her hands violently, and the two ears of rice hanging from the chest of the red and white witch dress also fluttered violently. According to them, loud voices are capable of attracting the attention of the gods.

"Shikigami Liberation!"

With the order of Lily of the Valley, the wide sleeves under the hands flew without wind, and the needlework on the cuffs also rose one after another.