Chapter 84. Tokyo

There are many similar stories, but Beichuan Temple did not know about it, and the subsequent development has nothing to do with Beichuan Temple.

After all, there are a lot of things in front of Kitagawa Temple now.

The enhancement of the Dead Air Small Skill Branch, if you simply use the skill points, you need 18 skill points to open one, and you can see the strength of the Dead Air Skill Branch from this high price.

And a soul fire can be topped with 10 skill points, which shows the rarity of soul fire.

Only moderate resentful spirits will leave soul fire, and the difficulty of completing the obsession of this kind of spirit can be imagined.

After careful consideration, Beichuan Temple finally chose to light up the treatment of the dead qi skill branch.

There are two reasons to choose Death Treatment.

The first is that now that he has the means to attack, Kitagawa Temple is not so lacking.

Even if he added a new lifeless skill, it was just the icing on the cake, and it was impossible for him to face the mid-level or high-level wraith head-on for the time being.

The second is that Kitagawa Temple does lack some means of restoration.

Kitagawa Temple is still flesh and blood, and compared to those resentful spirits that need to be attacked repeatedly to kill, if their own body is damaged, their mobility will be greatly reduced, and they have healing abilities, and the error tolerance rate of eliminating resentful spirits will also increase.

Only when you are alive can you have an output, and as a medical-related worker, Beichuan Temple understands this better than anyone else.

As soon as the Beichuan Temple lit up the treatment branch, a system prompt came from the other side.

System Prompt: Curse weakening detected at conjunction.

Beichuan Temple listened to this system prompt, just a flick of his wrist, and Kanadi jumped directly into his palm without knowing where it came from.

Nishikujo seemed to be a little afraid of the blood-stained dagger in Kitagawaji's hand, and his small body squeezed his face, and Kitagawa Temple comforted her several times before she calmed down.

After settling down Nishikujo and pitiful, Kitagawa Temple carefully looked at the Kanji in his hand.

A portion of black blood has fallen off its blade.

In other words, in order for Kanada to completely return to its original appearance, it is necessary to destroy more resentful spirits, and when the black blood stains are completely gone, Kaneda will exert his maximum ability.

Kitagawa Temple turned over and put it at the bottom of the sleeve.

Under the spirit dagger, Jian Ding is as flexible as a living creature, and others don't even want to know where he hid Jian Ding.

"It's just that there is still one thing to be done now..."Kitagawa Temple untied the handkerchief that was wrapped around his right arm to stop the bleeding, and a touch of death welled up in the palm of his hand.

This wisp of life, Beichuan Temple feels cold and dead, but at this time, it actually brings a trace of warmth to Beichuan Temple.

Dead Air Healing –

Beichuan Temple's mind moved, and the pitch-black death qi attached to the right arm, and after a while, the long gap on the arm healed, and when I looked closely, the right arm of Beichuan Temple had recovered as before.

The effect of this treatment...

Kitagawa Temple was very satisfied.

It's a lifeless little skill branch that costs 18 skill points, and this effect makes the heavy payment a bit insignificant.

Kitagawa Temple stretched out his hand and lifted it, except for being a little stiff because he had been tied with a handkerchief to obstruct blood flow, there was basically no problem with his right arm.

Call.

Kitagawa Temple exhaled lightly.

From now on, there will be no real weirdness except for weird talk.

This place is expected to be visited by all kinds of spiritual explorers soon, right?

Kitagawa Temple didn't bother to care about those. After this matter was resolved, he was tired enough, and he only planned to go home quickly.

He first took out the clothes he had prepared in advance and put them on, disposed of Yuki Sakura's deformed body and the clothes he had changed with dead air, and then used the little dead air left to completely dissolve the car parked outside Sucha High School.

With the power of death, it couldn't be easier to dispose of the traces left by Yuki Sakura.

After doing a good job of cleaning up the aftermath, Kitagawa Temple returned to the hotel to rest.

......

The next day, Kitagawa Temple got up early to change trains and took the Shinkansen back to Tokyo.

Along the way, Nishikujo was pitiful and struggled to climb out of the scarf, and the little puppet face also watched excitedly as the scenery outside the window continued to lengthen.

This may be the first time she has really gone far away, so Beichuan Temple also put her on the armrest of the car table on the left hand side, and it came by her temperament.

Anyway, as long as Nishikujo's poor movements are not particularly big, and there are not too many people in the car, as long as she is not particularly observant, she basically won't notice the movements of her little puppet.

"Let's get some sleep."

Kitagawa shrunk his neck, put his hands in his pockets, rested his head on the back of the chair, and relaxed and pretended to sleep.

I don't know what happened to Eri.,Is it really being raised by Kamiya Future to be a social waster.。

I don't know what happened to Keibuk High School, and whether the rumors are getting worse and worse.

The next thing to deal with should be the incident of Asamiya Hitomi, and it has been delayed until now, and the curse should not get worse, right?

There's still a lot to deal with back in Tokyo.

Kitagawa Temple suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head sideways, and a trace of coldness flashed in his black eyes.

"What are you doing?"

In the sight of Kitagawa Temple, a girl about the same age as him was stretching out her hand pitifully to Nishikujo, her eyes full of strange looks.

As soon as she heard the voice of Beichuan Temple, the girl subconsciously withdrew her hand and looked pale with a sneering face.

"That's... I'm sorry, I just think you're a little cute, so I can't help but say..."

Lovely?

Kitagawa Temple glanced at Nishikujo pitiful.

Nishikujo is still pitiful and fierce, and it looks like it's exuding, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the word 'cute'.

The little guy is still grinning a little, and seems to be very unhappy with this girl who wants to touch himself.

Kitagawa Temple didn't speak, just looked at the girl calmly with his eyes.

The plain gaze seemed to ask her if she really thought Nishikujo was pitiful and cute.

"Uh..." The girl was choked by the eyes of Kitagawa Temple, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Kitagawa Temple stuffed Nishikujo pitifully into his pocket, leaving only half of her head outside, and said in a cold voice:

"I'll contact the crew next time."

Seeing that Beichuan Temple was so quick to retract the puppet, the girl's face was anxious, and she said:

"This gentleman, it's a bit bad to say that, but can you-"

"No, you can't. Poor is not for sale. Kitagawa Temple continued coldly, "This is the end of the conversation between us, Miss. ”

As he spoke, he didn't care what the medium-haired girl in front of him said afterwards, and closed his eyes. fell into a state of false sleep again.

After all, a guy like this who secretly wants to take other people's things, he has already given the greatest face without making a move, and he still wants to buy Nishikujo pitiful, which is simply a fantasy.

Nishikujo is pitiful and family, no matter what the other party's purpose is, it is impossible for Kitagawa Temple to sell her.

Kitagawa slept for nearly an hour, and didn't open his eyes until he was almost in Tokyo.

The medium-haired girl beside her had already left unconsciously, but left a note in front of Beichuan Temple, which seemed to have her name and contact information written on it.

Beichuan Temple threw the note into the garbage bag without looking at it, and the whole person got up, and his spirit was slightly lifted.

It's time to Tokyo.