"Senior brother! I heard Senior Brother Qingchen say, you have encountered an unusual cloud ghost, and you were injured by it, are you okay? The little junior brother, dressed in the same white clothes as the man, seemed to be unable to wait, and before they could come up, he was already panting and clearing the clouds and appeared in front of them.

The man pushed away the little junior brother's hand and wanted to hold it, "I'm fine, has something happened?" Are you in such a hurry to find me? ”

"Something is wrong......"

The little junior brother was suddenly silent, but his eyes kept glancing at Ritsuko.

"Is there something I can't hear? It's okay, I'll go up the mountain first. Ritsuko noticed the eyes of the little junior brother subconsciously looking at her.

There should be some private matters within the ghost hunting team to discuss, and it is really not good for her, an outsider, to listen to it.

"It's not that you can't listen, it's just that you ...... Some in front of you...... It's not easy to say. The little junior brother lowered his head and touched the back of his head, and his ears were red in embarrassment.

"In that case, you say it here, master, then I'll go back first." Ritsuko saluted the two of them, skirting their sides, letting the teal rubble get closer and closer to her.

"People are gone, now you can talk about it, right?"

……

……

Red, a striking red everywhere.

Ritsuko couldn't believe what she was seeing now.

She would rather that she was still in a dream at the moment, whether she jumped down the mountain to wake up completely, and when she opened her eyes, her mother would smile and tell herself that it was not true.

Before she walked up the mountain, a louder and louder voice entered her right ear:

"What can I do now?"

"Which of you is going to go in and have a look?"

"But Senior Brother Luochen hasn't come yet, even Senior Brother Qingchen doesn't dare to act rashly."

"What if one is still alive?"

"That's the amount of bleeding...... I'm afraid it's ......."

"What about a dust? Yichen went to find his senior brother and hasn't come back yet? ”

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, someone is coming."

OK...... Pretend not to hear?

As soon as I turned the corner, I saw several men in white gathered at the door of the house, and occasionally saw a pair of faces on both sides that were at a loss and hesitated.

The one who was surrounded at the front was Qingchen who had just gone up the mountain first, although Ritsuko couldn't see his expression clearly for the time being, but judging from his motionless appearance, he would only be similar to the juniors and disciples around him.

The sense of ominous fear in Ritsuko's heart grew stronger.

"You ...... Why are you hugging around my door? ”

"Hey, hey, don't look at it, Ritsuko-sama is back." The slightly immature man in white at the back happened to glance at Ritsuko, and then hurriedly twisted his head back and pulled the sleeve of the person next to him.

Ritsuko walked in step by step, and several people listened to the voice, and they also consciously gave way to both sides for her.

Every step she took was extremely heavy, and Qingchen's body holding Ling'er to her side also completely exposed all the facts to her sight.

The door was open, and the wooden panel was riddled with holes in the sword's eye.

"Tick, tick."

It's like the sound of droplets of water dripping.

Red, the entire entrance was almost stained red with blood, and they couldn't tell whether it was the blood of Mrs. Nangong or the so-called cloud ghost.

Snow, red snow that has been changed color in the garden.

It was as if the whole house had been knocked over, everything in the house was thrown into a mess, and everything was in a mess.

Only Mrs. Nangong fell barefoot in the corridor, and the one she was wearing was indeed the coat that Ritsuko had helped her change into before she went down the mountain.

His arms were torn off at the junction of his sleeves and tossed aside, shattered as if they had been bitten by a wild animal. A shabby dress that did not belong to Mrs. Nangong was covered on her face, completely soaked with blood.

Ritsuko reached out and lifted her clothes, and Mrs. Nangong's neck moved gently with her movements.

The sword mark on her chest caught her eye, and she guessed the reason why those people were hesitant to come in.

Ritsuko knelt down beside Mrs. Nangong, who was still in pain, and changed lightly one after another:

"Mother...... Mother......"

Tears gradually clouded his eyes, and they slid down his sockets and fell to the ground.

She wasn't surprised.

From their words before they reached the top of the mountain, she had already guessed what the ending would be, and when she really saw it, her heart was obviously throbbing, but she still had a sense of relief.

Ritsuko trembled slightly, and stroked Mrs. Nangong's blood-covered face, smiling bitterly with tears.

Mother, if you're tired, let's sleep for a while, Ritsuko can already grow up alone, and my mother doesn't have to worry anymore.

In a trance, the uproaring figure in his memory was slowly walking towards her, he turned sideways, walked in front of her, slowly squatted down, took the hand of Mrs. Nangong who was lying on the ground, pulled her together, and gradually walked away.

The years had not yet scratched their faces, and they walked in front of her, disappearing before the end of the light, turning their heads and waving at her, but their smiles were so happy.

Daddy, you have to take good care of my mother in the future, don't let her suffer so much and be so lonely again.