Shen Qi literati and Shen Qi Kui had a bad stomach, and wanted to pour down the Xicheng style with wine, and then use the strength of the wine to set the Xicheng style.

As a result, when Xicheng just drank and thought it was okay, the two of them had already poured it first.

This makes the West Side feel somewhat funny.

However, considering that the Fukaki literati and Fukaki Aoi are for Sasahara Yuki, Xicheng Shi doesn't think there is anything.

He is also a stranger who just met today, Shen Qi literati and Shen Qi Kui don't particularly believe in him, and it is normal for people to want to test him.

Compare this to...

Xicheng began to sort out what the Shen Qi literati had just told him.

The information I have started now is probably the fact that Dae Zi is lying in the hospital.

It is said that after Dajiang Zi fell into a coma, he has been unconscious and has been lying in the hospital for more than half a year.

After more than half a year, even if there is the support of the money from the sale of the old house, it will not last long.

The road in front of Sasahara Yuki and even Fukaki's family is very difficult.

Oe Zi must have been saved, after all, only she knew what Natsuki Sasahara had done at that time and where she had gone. And Sasahara Yuki must also be in contact, and he is also a little curious about the son of the ghost hand.

But—

"Let's rest today."

After taking a bath, Xicheng sat in the room and stretched, put the round table in the corner, and then arranged the mattress, and lay down comfortably.

It's useless to be anxious now.

We'll see how it goes tomorrow.

......

Not far from the town, there is a dilapidated log cabin on Mt. Yazawa.

The hut was extremely rudimentary, with sticks nailed horizontally and vertically looking ugly and rough.

The area of the wooden house used to be about 15 square meters, which was small and narrow.

And in this fifteen-square-meter area, it is necessary to eliminate the tatters that Sasahara Yuki moved from her hometown - the small TV that is not used, the broken Mickey Mouse puppet...

The already cramped room is even more cramped.

The furnishings in the room were simple.

A small bed, a small earthen stove in the middle, with a pot and a spatula, and a tattered stove on the other side.

But Sasahara Yuki didn't care, her little head was lying on the air outlet next to the small stove at this time, blowing in her mouth, wanting to blow the sparks inside into small flames.

But every time it blew fast, a cold wind swept in through the gap in the hut and extinguished the flames.

It's the beginning of March, and it's the time of the cold wind.

As soon as the wind blew, her body trembled and jumped.

It's cold! It's cold!

Sasahara snorted, looked at the gap in the wooden house, and resolved that it must be filled tomorrow.

Finally raising the fire, Sasahara Yuki washed his dirty hands with water, and poured the meal sent by Tomoko Fukaki into the pot with a serious expression.

After hesitating for a while, she still peeled off one of the hams she had bought and ate it in small bites.

She bought two hams against the eyes of the townspeople, one for herself to eat, and the other for Fukaki Tomoko.

Sasahara stared at the firelight in amazement... The big eyes condensed slightly, and the whole person was immersed in memories.

In my impression, she also gave some children of the same age ham sausages, and she wanted to be friends with them.

But they always giggled and took the ham sausage away and ran away, no one came, and no one wanted to play with her.

Over time, she only left the ham sausage to Tomoko Fukaki.

Life now... It's okay, right?

It's just that without Dajiang's mother, it's a little lonely.

She wiped her tears, put the food in a small bowl, and was about to start eating, but suddenly it seemed like something had come to mind.

Sasahara stood up, turned around, ran to his bedside, and took out a small bottle.

The small bottle is filled with small stars folded in colored paper, all kinds of colors, and when you pick it up and shake it gently, it looks like a rain of stars inside...

She folded these stars for more than half a year, because Da Jiangzi once told her that as long as she folded a thousand paper stars, she could make a wish on these paper stars.

At first, she always didn't fold well, and then she gradually became proficient.

Sasahara poured out all the stars and counted them one by one.

1、2、3...

Well, plus the stars that were just folded today, exactly a thousand.

Enough is enough!

Yuki Sasahara smiled.

Her hands were quickly clasped together, so subtle... A voice sounded as if it could be drowned out by the cold wind in an instant:

"I hope everyone in the town is healthy and doesn't hate me anymore."

"I hope Oe's mother will come back soon, I miss her."

"I hope Tomoko doesn't cry... She cried so ugly..."

She made three wishes in a row in one breath, and couldn't help but sigh, and she was a little hesitant in her heart.

This suddenly made three wishes, isn't it a bit greedy?

Thinking of this, Sasahara quickly closed his eyes again:

"I hope that I can wear a lot of beautiful little dresses and eat a lot of delicious things in the future."

Giving this wish, Sasahara was satisfied.

If you are greedy, it is better to be greedy.

She hid the small paper star bottle again, and took out a piece of meat from under the bed that emitted an ominous black gas.

This piece of flesh is sticky, squirming and twitching as soon as it gets started, and it also sticks out pink tentacles, which looks weird and terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Sasahara endured the pain and bit the part of his right hand that belonged to the ghost hand to open the gap.

Bright red blood was dripping on top of the meat.

It's like meeting sulfuric acid.

The whole piece of meat twitched, and the ominous black gas also dissipated a lot.

It's okay, so it won't hurt Tomoko and them.

After doing this, Sasahara sat down next to the earthen stove again, eating and staring at the firelight.

"By the way, there's that guy." Sasahara thought of the young man he saw at Tomoko Fukaki's house today.

That person... If it's really like Tomoko said, it's coming to her... What did you come to her for?

Recalling the action of smashing the resentful spirit with a Nishigi-style fist, and remembering Tomoko's crying expression, Sasahara swallowed the last bite of rice, as if she had finally made up her mind.

In a log cabin in the dark night, there is a spark...

It's still burning...

......

It was about eight o'clock in the morning when Xicheng woke up, and he remembered what the White Mist Miko had told him when he was leaving—

'The children of the ghost hand are either very kind and innocent, so that people don't want to hurt. Either it's very bad, the kind that's bad to the bones. Therefore, in the face of the son of the ghost hand, it is necessary to discern carefully. ’

"Discern carefully..."

Nishijo raised an eyebrow when he thought of this.

According to what the Shenqi literati described, that Sasahara Yuki should belong to the category of kindness.

Even if she had the ability to deal with the townspeople, she didn't hurt anyone, but moved out of the town alone and went to live in Yasawa Mountain alone.

But it can also be your own subjective opinion.

After all, I haven't seen Sasahara yeti yet... It's going to take some time to find her.

Thinking of this, Xicheng rubbed his eyebrows,

And then—

Smack.

The paper door opened, and a little girl in an old red dress stood by the door, holding a large bottle of paper stars in her arms, looking at him curiously with big eyes.

The muscles and muscles were distinct, just like a massive burned arm, which made [Tian Lai fo] Xicheng's eyes flash.

This little girl looks like Yuki Sasahara.

Xichengshi didn't expect that she didn't go to her, but she took the initiative to come to the door.

The other party pulled up the Xicheng-style palm and said involuntarily: "Big brother! You're going to grant my wish, right? ”

"Huh?" Xicheng raised his eyebrows when he listened, not understanding what she meant.

"You're going to grant my wish, right?"

Yuki Sasahara emphasized again.

The child looked a little nervous and asked a question repeatedly.

Let's observe and observe first.

"What can you give me after your wish is granted?" Instead of refusing her request, Nishigi asked in turn.

This time it can stop Sasahara Yuki.

She never thought that Xicheng would ask herself such a rhetorical question.

Her mouth opened and closed again, squeezing her eyes instantly, revealing a reluctant expression, and she hesitantly handed over the jar of paper stars in her arms.

Paper star jars...?

Xicheng style heart said what do I want this thing for?

But it doesn't matter.

The sentence just now is a temptation to test Sasahara Yuki, she really looks like an ordinary little girl.

The reason why she knew that she was here was probably because Tomoko Fukaki secretly gave her a small report yesterday.

Thinking of this, Xicheng took the paper star jar over.

He 'picked' it several times, and with great difficulty pulled the jar out of Sasahara's arms.

The little guy hugged him to death and refused to let go...

"What do you want me to do?" Nishijo asked, putting the jar away.

"I want to eat a lot of good food! Wear a nice dress! ”

Sasahara Yuki is not polite to Nishijo-style at all.

The little face was round, looking at the Xicheng style.

“... Yes. ”

Nishijo also has a lot of things to ask Sasahara Yuki, and since she offered to go with her, Nishigi can't miss this opportunity no matter what she says.

He left the hotel with Yuki Sasahara.

During this period, Nishigi Shiki also asked Sasawara what it meant to "eat something delicious" and "wear a nice dress".

The other party's answer is also very simple.

Take her to the nearby convenience stores or old coarse snack shops to buy some snacks.

Then I went to the few clothing stores in the town and bought a few sets of children's dresses...

To be honest, this is not a difficult requirement to complete, and the Xicheng style can be completed casually.

But during this period, Nishigi Shiki can be regarded as seeing how oppressive Sasahara's name of 'Cursed Son' is.

Xicheng just led her into the clothing store, and was watched by the store manager with a particularly hostile gaze.

On the other side, there are convenience stores and confectionery shops...

The coarse dim sum shop just closed the door and refused to accept customers - it wasn't until Xicheng Shi took out his police ID card that the other party reluctantly sold it to him.

Buying good things, Nishigi style and Sasahara Yuki sit by the river.

It wasn't until he actually sat close that Nishigi saw the subtle scars on Sasahara's body.

Some are supposed to have been whipped with bamboo sticks, others with sticks...

There are all kinds of scars left on the small body.

Xicheng frowned.

The townsman's approach was, to be honest, already disgusting to him.

Oe Murasaki is seriously ill, and Sasahara lives alone, which is already very difficult.

Do you want to do this to an eight-year-old girl? Do you really want to drive her to death?

Thinking about it this way, Nishigi doesn't have much affection for that Natsuki Sasahara.

Leaving your daughter behind and not knowing where she has gone is completely irresponsible.

His mood fluctuated, and he looked at Yuki Sasahara, who kept stuffing snacks into his mouth and had a happy face.

Looking at it this way, this little girl is similar to an ordinary girl, and her right hand is different.

Goo-Du –

Swallowing the last bite of the snack into her throat, Sasahara Yuki looked at her empty little hand and licked it again,

Then she raised her big childish eyes, lay down on the ground as if she had resigned herself to her fate, and shouted, "Come on, big brother! Hurry up! I'm afraid of pain. ”

“？？？？” Xicheng style.

It's okay that this little thing doesn't speak, but as soon as she speaks, it makes Xicheng feel that it's safer to seal her mouth.

What the hell is she talking about?

Xicheng didn't understand, so he just lowered the corners of his eyes, and his gaze was a little oppressive.

This trick is most effective when used to suppress eight-year-old children, and the expressionless appearance is especially oppressive for children.

Yuki Sasahara, who sensed that Xicheng-shi's face was wrong, showed an expression of incomprehension: "Aren't you trying to kill me?" ”

She spoke in a milky voice, and her cute appearance made Xicheng Shi directly grab her mouth to prevent her from continuing to talk nonsense.

As a result, what Nishijo didn't expect was that eight-year-old Sasawara Yuki closed his eyes instead, as if he knew it in his heart: "It's finally started." Is it to strangle Ah Xing? ”

"..."Xicheng style.

"What are you talking about?" Xicheng let go and spoke.

He didn't bother to care about so many things with a little girl, so he simply let go.

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

Sasahara Yuki repeated in a milky voice like a repeater.

She didn't quite understand it either.

I'm ready to die, why hasn't this person done it?

"I don't have that idea." Westtown waved her hand so that she wouldn't continue to whirl around on the topic of 'Aren't you trying to kill me?'

As a result, after listening to Nishijo-shi's words, Sasahara Yuki became even more incredible:

"Why don't you want to kill me?"

Yes, she can pull it back.

Xicheng suspects that she is a precocious child.

If she weren't precocious, she would be a drama child.

"I said, I don't have that mind. I didn't have that idea. On the contrary, I'm also a little curious, how did you come up with what I wanted to do to you? ”

Xicheng asked.

"Huh? And it takes to conclude that... Pain! It hurts! I say it all! Say it all! ”

Nishijo-shiki let go of the finger that was pinching her cheek with a blank expression.

As if he understood the power of Nishigi-style fingers, Sasahara glanced at him fearfully, and then explained in a milky voice.

Yesterday's resentful spirit was something she and Shenqi Tomoko made, and she originally wanted to use the resentful spirit to scare away the Xicheng style, but she didn't expect the Xicheng style to beat the resentful spirit to pieces with one punch.

When Tomoko Fukaki saw this scene, she ran away directly with her, and she cried.

This led Sasahara to a conclusion.

Nishijo is the enemy and makes Tomoko cry... That's definitely to kill yourself.

And Sasahara didn't want to embarrass the Shenqi family, so he staged today's play.

Listening to Sasahara Yuki's description, even if it's the Nishijo style, I can't help but think-

This time I really met the drama spirit.