Chapter 60: A Girl from the Sky

After a long day in the sea of trees, it was already afternoon, the sun was already hanging in the sky, and the snow-covered mountains were covered with a layer of golden red.

Fujiwara-kun has found the humans who have gone missing by accident, and they are all dead, and they don't look very good.

Because in the winter, these corpses did not rot and grow maggots, but they were already a little incomplete, and I don't know if they were done by monsters or beasts.

All they can do now is bury their corpses, and by the way, supersemble the ghosts that they have turned into after death.

After doing this, Fujiwara-kun was ready to leave, this is at the foot of the monster mountain, where many monsters gather, this time is only more than an hour away from the demon time, if you hurry up, you should be able to walk to the beast road.

The ground is covered with snow, and if you accidentally fall into your boots when you walk, Fujiwara-kun also has to pay attention to the ghost behind him will not escape, and it is normal to suddenly step into the pit.

It took him a few months to learn to fly, and this was only done through the method of imperial weapons, and it was originally a very tiring thing to borrow a large chunk, and it was even more impossible to carry this group of ghosts.

"Rustle. ”

Fujiwara turned his head sharply, and an inconspicuous ghost was just about to burrow into the bushes, and the pitch-black scythe brush stood in front of it.

"All of you here are hellish souls, don't even think of escaping. ”

I don't know if it's because of the deterrent effect of the Death Scythe, or because it's too cold, these ghosts shrank into a ball and shivered.

Fujiwara-kun was satisfied with the way he looked, shook the snow off his collar, turned around and continued walking.

"Ahh

There was a sudden horror feeling like being peeped at behind him, followed by a scream, and the sound disappeared in less than a second.

Fujiwara-kun turned his head and swept around.

At sunset, the snow is dyed red with tint and the ground is covered with fine dappled shadows, and the woods are silent.

There doesn't seem to be anything strange.

It's not time to meet demons yet, so I guess I won't encounter youkai.

Staring vigilantly at the trembling group of aura, Fujiwara asked, "Did anyone hear the sound just now?"

Ghosts are generally speechless, which was mentioned a long time ago, the complexity of people's minds lies in the clarity of the seven senses, and many people cannot be happy without lewdness, so they are quite distressed in life.

After the death of ghosts, the acupuncture points will degenerate sharply, and many will lose the ability to speak and breathe, but there are also a small number of ghosts that can become undead like Lord Yuyuko, these people are generally people with some merit and good fortune in life, and it is not surprising that they will become undead after death.

However, these ghosts were obviously not among them, and Fujiwara naturally did not hear the answer he wanted.

If you don't answer, you don't, you must be hallucinating, Fujiwara Ki comforted herself, and her nervous mood gradually calmed down.

"Ah~~!"

Behind the stone, a feeble moan reappeared.

The ghosts gathered together in horror and arched headlong into the snow, and Fujiwara's heart jumped, and he clenched his scythe and took a few steps back.

"Woo-" A faint cry came, like a cry of resentment, and this is what the cry of the female ghost looks like.

Fujiwara's eyelids jumped, swallowed his saliva, and looked behind the stones.

Nobody.

Knowing that curiosity killed the cat, Fujiwara Ki couldn't help but take a few steps forward curiously, the cry behind the stone gradually disappeared, and the woods gradually returned to a state of dead silence.

The ghosts emerged from the snowdrifts and stared at Fujiwara's movements.

Being watched by those ghosts, Fujiwara Ki suppressed the idea of confession, took a few deep breaths, and the cold air went deep into the lobes of his lungs.

Emboldening himself, Fujiwara Ki put the scythe in front of him, moved to the stone step by step, lay on the stone, and stretched his neck to look at it.

The snow behind the stone had sunk a lot, and the place against the stone was blocked out of sight, but it was certain that there must be something.

"Anyone?" Fujiwara called softly.

A woman with a disheveled hair suddenly appeared.

"Wow!"

Fujiwara slammed it with a punch.

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Bing Rin, a nice name.

As you can see from the surname, this is a family that believes in kendo, Rin, which means that the expression, attitude, etc. are very serious and nervous.

This girl, as the name suggests, is a traditional and elegant woman, blending the coldness unique to the kendo family with the virtuous lady of the traditional image of Yamato Nadeshiko, cold as snow but with a unique gentleness.

It's a pity that the girl's temper is not too good now.

Clutching her chest, the girl sat on a stone, her forehead covered with cold sweat.

Fujiwara-kun stood awkwardly beside him, scratching the back of his head uncomfortably.

This girl is not a female ghost, but a real human being. Just a few minutes ago, she was on her way home when she came across a strange space with long eyes, and when she came back to her senses, she fell into the snow and was punched by herself as soon as she got up.

"Well, girl, are you alright? ”

"Two broken ribs, what do you say......?"

The girl was a little angry, and as soon as she said a word, she snorted in pain.

"Really, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect to meet an alien human here. ”

Fujiwara's expression was even more embarrassed.

"Alien humans?" After the ribs were broken, the girl felt pain when she spoke, but when she noticed what Fujiwara-kun said, she could only suppress her breathing and asked weakly.

When Fujiwara heard this voice, there were only two words in his head.

It's so soft!

A certain Lu Xun said well, when you hear a soft voice, you will think of girls, you will think of girls, you will think of fruits, and when you think of fruits, you will think of XX......

"Hmph, hmph......" The girl's low muffled snort pulled his thoughts back.

Fujiwara Ji Pig Brother laughed stupidly, saw that Bing Zhi Rin was a little displeased, coughed lightly, and said with a serious expression: "Although it is very shocking, I have to tell you that this is Gensokyo, and it is no longer a human world, I believe you will understand when you see the ghost behind me." ”

Fujiwara gave up and pointed to the ghost huddled behind him.

Only then did the girl notice the inconspicuous white balls in the snow, and the ghosts circled against the ground as the girl watched.

For a moment, the soldier's pupils shrank, and he leaned back against the stone, and the girl's face turned pale from the pain as the violent movements involved her ribs.

Wandering and helpless, like Fujiwara Kiyo who has just crossed over to Gensokyo.

Reimu always laughed at the fact that she had just crossed over to Gensokyo, and when she was carried in her hand by Yuyuko, she was embarrassed like a water dog, and the girl's expression was almost the same.

"Is that so?"

After a long time, the soldier Rin spoke, and the cold voice became even colder.

Fujiwara knew that this was a normal reaction of a person in a dangerous environment, and although the girl seemed calm on the surface, the hand that sometimes let go and sometimes clenched could clearly reflect her inner turmoil.

Fujiwara's lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but unfortunately now is not a good time to explain.

The green-faced ghost on his head followed again.

Fujiwara-kun looked at the sky, the sun had already reached the top of the mountain, and it was less than an hour away from the time of the demon.

"Can you still go? I'll take you to the hospital. Fujiwara-kun asked, "Anyway, it's better to get out of here quickly." ”

"Is it dangerous here?" Rin also saw the green-faced ghost, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Well, it's dangerous, it's almost time for the demons, and if I don't leave sooner, I don't think I will see the sun the next day. ”

Hearing this, Bing Zhirin's face turned much paler.