In fact, Sicisol misunderstood Kira at this point, she came all the way here for such a mission, how could she give up because of her words?

It's really the female ghost who is too eager for this day to come, and she suffers from gains and losses.

"If I leave here, will you still be able to show up? Like now. "Kira must be sure of this matter, if Sissisol, who is basically intact, can always appear with the contract attached, then he can actually choose to go less urgently, after all, he can always control the target position. But if not, he could only remember that position and set off as soon as possible, lest Joseph go too far while he was on his way.

"Because this is my burial ground, I have enough ability to do it now, and I can't do it anywhere else."

Okay, now we'll know.

"Tell me where the target is, and we'll leave early tomorrow morning."

The woman's phantom was a little embarrassed, and Kira noticed this: "Don't worry, since that guy hasn't killed your son for five years, it's not a bad day, and when it comes to a certain distance, I can track it myself." ”

Since Kira had said so, it was useless to say anything more, so he directly told Kira the correct direction.

It turned out that the wisp of remnant soul attached to her child by Sicissol could not do the role of surveillance, it could only feel whether its child was alive or not, and even the most basic ability to protect it did not exist. Therefore, she did not know the exact location of Joseph, and only told Kira that it was in a county town more than 1,900 kilometers away. This distance is equivalent to crossing the entire Duchy of Grandil!

1,900 kilometers is equivalent to the longest horizontal distance on the island of Japan, and at the speed of a modern subway, about 25 meters per second, it would take about 29 hours of continuous running without stopping.

Kira didn't know this, but when he heard the number of 1,900 kilometers, he understood: walking at a fast pace was actually about the same.

He wouldn't have chosen to hike there anyway.

Are you stupid for me? Wangshan ran a dead horse, I'm not a horse, and the gas will always run out, so it's better to take it easy, anyway, there is no completion date in the contract.

As the contract book in his hand was canceled and manifested by him, Sissisol's figure also dissipated like a wisp of green smoke, and at this time, looking at the old locust tree, there was no other feeling.

When he returned to the village chief's house, Kira, who could not see joy or sorrow, begged the village chief to give him a place to stay for one night, and out of gratitude, he directly took out a large number of tickets and stacked them neatly and placed them on the table at the village chief's house: "Thank you for helping me find my aunt, this is a little thank you I express for my aunt." ”

Having said that, if you don't get a good meal and stay overnight, you can only say that this old man can't be a man......

Fortunately, the old man is old and has full eyesight, so he immediately arranged for his son and daughter-in-law to go to the village to buy vegetables and let Kira taste the food here.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, Kira sat on the old village chief's son's ox cart and set out on the journey slowly.

It's not that Kira's money offensive has worked, but that people happen to be going to the nearest county town to catch the market, after all, the family suddenly has so much more money, how uncomfortable it is to look at it if you don't spend it there.

It is common sense that the ox cart is very slow, but you have to admit that the ox cart is very comfortable, the ancient dignitaries were reluctant to take the carriage at the beginning, and the powerful ones were ox carts, as long as they were not in a hurry, they drank wine and ate snacks in the car, and teased the maidservant girl Wouldn't it be beautiful?

Of course, the old village chief's ox cart didn't have those things, and a cart on his old cow was all that. As for whether Sicissol will be dissatisfied...... Kira said that the female ghost in the contract can't feel the bad environment outside, and it is estimated that even time is still, right?

Along the way, Kira was like an old monk who settled down, and didn't say a word, so that the village chief's son didn't dare to talk easily, thinking about what his father told him, yes, after all, people came to look for his aunt, but people didn't see a tomb, but there was one, and no one would be happy.

More than two hours later, Kira said goodbye to the old cow who was pulling the car very steadily, and got on the remote bus according to the information he heard before, and a day later he changed to various very down-to-earth means of transportation and spent about three days of the journey, all in all, he finally entered the range of his mental ability, oh no! It should have been Joseph who had entered the range of his telekinesis.

"There are still about thirty kilometers from the county seat that Sicisol said, which means that the range of recitation has increased nearly three times." A good comparison, isn't it?

The following is the time when you can rush with all your might, the current time is four o'clock in the afternoon, if you pinch the quick break and walk over, it should be almost dark, and then take advantage of the night to observe, after all, midnight is the lowest time for human vigilance.

In a county town, a small circus has just finished today's performance, which has won the cheers of countless people, and even though the performance has ended, many people are still talking excitedly.

"Oh! That short clown did a great job! It's like being really whipped up! ”

"Why didn't it hit? I can see very clearly, it is really hit! Completely! ”

"Are you stupid? Don't you say a word when that whip hits you? Even strong people snort, right? ”

"That's right. But my favorite is the clown's magic show!! It's amazing! ”

…………

In the dressing room backstage of the circus, Siso Morrow changed into the clown's clothes expressionlessly, looking at the skin on his body that had been whipped by the whip, his eyes flashed, his clothes were intact, but the skin was cracked badly, obviously the old thing used it, because he also used it to prevent his beating.

But now it seems that the old thing's skills are still a little better than his own.

"It's not time yet, wait, wait for that old thing's death! Dog mongrel! ”

There was a creak, and the door opened.

Siso Moro suddenly quickened the movement of his hand, and quickly took off the performance clothes from his body, the wound was like a painting, even if he touched it, his expression did not change in the slightest, as if the wounds that were cracked by undressing did not belong to him.

"Hurry up, oh Morrow~! ~Today's business is good~ So there may be a good meal waiting for us~ Hurry back to the camp~!" A soft voice appeared on a red, white and green clown face, which made people look creepy! But Hisoka was visibly accustomed to the situation, and with a light snort, he changed into a shabby civilian suit, and put his head in the basin of water, washing off the makeup on his face that was similar to the one he hated the most.