Dressed in a blood-red kimono painted with flowers on the other side, she walked step by step towards the black torii gate, reciting an ancient waka in her mouth—the sky was a blood-red moon, flanked by pitch-black trees and red lanterns that shimmered with a dark red light.

The wind blew coldly and maniacly.

She climbed the stairs, only to stumble on the last - clothes were often just shelves to embellish people, but now it became her burden, causing her to fall to the ground in despair.

Slender snow-white hands landed on the stone steps.

The wind whined, and then, there were more sobs in the air—

"Why...... Woowoo woo ......"

Questioning, mourning, pitiful, and more frightening.

"Is it painful?" Suddenly, a voice with a hint of laughter sounded out of thin air, faintly, "Do you want to fulfill your wish?" Think...... Revenge? ”

"Who are you?" The woman in the kimono looked up, dazed.

"Hee-hee."

In the dark sky, in the blood moon, a dark figure slowly emerged - as if a god descended from the sky, according to this scene, this god should be called "Amaterasu" or "Tsukiyo".

The woman looked at the figure, the "god", and was a little at a loss for a while.

The clouds were so thick that they could cover even blood—they gathered from all sides towards the center of the sky, enveloping everything and obscuring the sun.

"If you want revenge, I'll give you some power."

"Right ...... Force. ”

The figure suddenly appeared in front of the woman—because it was close, she could see that the other party was also a woman, and she stretched out her delicate hand, pinched the woman's chin, and raised her head.

"With it, you can get revenge - what are these tragic realities? What are these deplorable people? ”

Click!

With a muffled sound, the pupils of the kimono woman shrank, and a smiling face was reflected blankly.

Then, the woman let go of her and stepped back—

The woman in the kimono fell to the ground, a real blood-red color spreading out of her chest.

The man who said he was going to empower her plunged a knife into her chest and easily took her life - but the woman was not ashamed, she even hummed a song in this miserable world.

She was dressed in modern costumes, but she whispered a song for the occasion.

"This world is my life, like the moon is full and without defects......"

Rustling......

The wind was a little stronger, and the wind blew everything mercilessly, including the skirts of the beautiful women who died.

However, something crept into the wind - an illusory figure, solidifying in the blood moon.

It was clearly the dead kimono woman, and at this time it was like a ghost reappearing in the world.

"What's your name?" The woman below looked at her for a moment, as if admiring something, and asked.

The woman suspended in the air looked around blankly, and finally landed her gaze on her dead self on the ground—she was surprised, and her pupils constricted in her beautiful eyes.

"Forget it." After waiting for a while, the woman didn't answer, and the people below were not interested in continuing to ask, she waved her hand-

With this action, there seemed to be a blue light sweeping across the audience.

"Revenge, as my new work......" the woman said, as she walked into the distance, "How many numbers have the Guardians reached......?"

——

——

Bai Chen slowly opened his eyes.

Sunlight shines through the windowsill, white gauze curtains are gently blown, and birdsong is heard in your ears.

She slowly sat up from the bed and looked around.

Plain black and white, atmospheric - and obviously not a place that I was once familiar with.

"Meow." At the same time, she spotted the cat squatting at the end of the bed—the cat named Wangcai blinked her beautiful eyes, a rare escape from the disaster caused by the strange name, and her elegant posture at the moment showed her noble nature as a cat, which made her slightly stunned.

Wangcai got up earlier than she - in fact, Bai Chen was not sure, because she had heard that cats who shared a room with unfamiliar people would be wary.

But apparently still a stubborn cat - even if the owner's bed is in danger of changing hands, he still chooses to abide by the habit and run to the end of the bed to sleep.

This made Bai Chen not know what to say.

Luckily, she didn't have the habit of dwelling on such things - she lifted the corner of the quilt, walked to the toilet next to the room, and began to wash.

"Meow." Wangcai looked at the person who ignored him, and he didn't know whether to be annoyed or happy.

Bai Chen changed his clothes and walked out before opening the door of the room.

To her surprise, Jiang Li was already sitting at the dining table—two breakfasts in front of her, and a transparent screen floating in front of her face.

Watching the news?

Bai Chen raised his eyebrows and walked over to sit down.

It is a bowl of millet porridge with two small dishes on one side, an egg and a separate green onion.

"I forgot to ask last night." Jiang Li tilted his head sideways, his eyes did not leave the information on the screen, and the words were obviously said to Bai Chen.

Refers to green onions.

"I don't have the habit of not eating green onions." Bai Chen explained, pinching the small plate, "You don't eat it?" ”

"I don't eat it."

Bai Chen nodded and silently wrote it down.

"I don't eat cilantro yet." Jiang Li said again.

Bai Chen was stunned.

"I don't eat the yolk of a steamed egg."

"Don't eat fish."

"Don't eat nuts."

"Beans only drink soy milk."

"Ah, I don't eat sauerkraut either."

Bai Chen listened to him finish speaking in one breath, raised his head, and just looked at him - Jiang Li was smiling, and the earrings were shining.

"If you count it according to taboos, you may have a terminal illness." She poured the green onion into the millet porridge without changing her face, stirring slowly, and making a slow sound.

Jiang Li: "...... Oops"

Why is he a little hopeless?

Seeing that the girl in front of him ignored him, he couldn't help but shift his attention to her: "Wow, my little sister's clothes are super beautiful." ”

It was a few sets that Zhuo Yu helped her pick last time.

It's not that I mean it, it's just that that's the only clothes I can wear on the weekend.

"Do you want to go out?" Jiang Li asked again.

Bai Chen nodded.

I used to work part-time there, and the boss heard about the two fires - after hearing about it, I was so frightened that I rolled my eyes and fainted, and I was still lying on the hospital bed at this time, and I couldn't start working at all, not to mention that the Xinghai Bureau has been much stricter in the supervision of the old city recently, and most of the bosses who usually recruit minors don't dare to commit crimes against the wind.

She didn't have much to do.

But that doesn't mean you don't need to go out - Zhuo Yu is a big variable.

"To play?"

Bai Chen nodded again.

"Well, that's fun."

So the two of them didn't speak - during the period, Wangcai ran out of the room and jumped on Jiang Li's lap and lay on his stomach.

……

The last two went out together.

"I'm also desperate, what can I do if I work overtime, otherwise why would I get up early on the weekend?!" On the elevator, Jiang Li rolled his eyes and yawned by the way.

Bai Chen wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't ask.

She knows she can't get answers to this kind of work.

"Actually, it's a matter of another department, a strange murder case, ah, annoying." Jiang Carp said casually.