Although this guy is quirky and full of danger, he speaks, at least to prove that he is not a mute person, and can communicate like a normal person. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info And Ogata can feel that this man has a very big difference from Hisoka, that is, his hostility, or murderous aura, can be retracted freely, which can make people's scalp tingle in an instant, and can also restore calm in the next second.

Ogata's eyes flickered, and he knew that this man's telepathic abilities were mixed with uncomfortable things, so during the previous rounds of exams, some candidates had seen him as the second threat outside of Hisoka.

Imagine a guy who is covered in nails and can twist his neck freely, which is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. And he has always been a silent, stereotyped image.

Ogata walked out of the cave and brought the abandoned rabbit back into the cave, he glanced at the strange man who couldn't even name '301', and said slowly, "You haven't eaten all day, so you stay here?" ”

As he spoke, he was tidying up the rabbit and building a firewood pile from the twigs he had just picked up at the entrance of the cave.

"Hmm." The strange man nodded slightly, but he nodded not as often as a normal person, like a mechanical machine shaking his head.

His eyes just looked straight at the rabbit and said nothing else.

Ogata smiled and thoughtfully fiddled with the firewood, leaving the fire.

In the cave, it is absolutely hidden because of the obscurations of the rock walls around it, even if it is exposed to fire. I don't think anyone will be able to find it either.

He pulled out a simple spell from his body. It was Ogata before taking the hunter exam. Yellow paper bought from the bazaar, some makeshift functional charms. Although it doesn't have much of a killing effect, it still has some uses in everyday life.

Let's just start a fire!

Between Ogata's two fingers, a force was suddenly injected, and the folded rune paper was like a raised flag, standing straight up in a cave where there was no wind or airflow.

Followed by. Ogata shook slightly, and the yellow spell seemed to heat up in the air, followed by a flash of fire.

The firelight illuminates Ogata's face and also reflects the strange man sitting opposite, motionless.

The strange man had no expression, but he opened his mouth and said in a stiff tone, "Interesting." ”

"It's fun, it's just a little trick." Ogata replied lightly, then threw the rune paper into the pyre, and the slowly cramped flame turned into a blazing fire.

Ogata uses a scalpel to remove the meat from the rabbit. Carefully cut a few dishes, and then bake them on a firewood fire: "What is your name?" ”

The eccentric man didn't answer.

"I guess tell me. It's also fake, just like this face. Ogata said softly, his gaze tentatively tentative as he looked at the odd man.

Hearing this, the strange man looked at Ogata with his face full of nails, and suddenly said, "How can you see it?" ”

He seemed to care about it, and Ogata could feel it for a moment, his telekinesis was full of purpose.

"I'm a doctor, and I felt this way the first time I saw you." Ogata replied in the firelight, playing with rabbit meat.

The strange man suddenly let out a strange laugh: "I see, I thought my ability had regressed. At this moment, the man was using his real voice, and Ogata seemed to slowly reveal his true colors.

"It is said that the face is born from the heart, and I can't see your joys, sorrows and sorrows from this face." Ogata's eyes looked at each other.

The strange man slowly replied, "You're funny." No wonder Hisoka seems to have a soft spot for you. ”

"Got a soft spot?" Ogata blinked, was this dude sure he used the right adjective?

However, one message can be captured from this sentence, that is, the strange man in front of him seems to be familiar with Hisoka. Otherwise, how could two unrelated and very dangerous guys say each other's names.

"The number plate you drew is 301?" The strange man asked suddenly.

Ogata glanced at the number plate he was wearing on his chest, a conspicuous '301', and God knew if this eccentric man would suddenly attack if he said the target was him.

"It's not." Ogata shook his head.

He said, "I found this cave just to find a place to eat and sleep. ”

"Oh." The eccentric man didn't ask anything more.

Before watching the rabbit roast, Ogata asked with interest, "What about your target number?" ”

"It's nearby." His tone seemed to be completely assured, as if he could easily take what he wanted from others.

After a moment of silence, Ogata took out his number plate, looked at the strange man, and smiled, "402? ”

The strange man glanced down at the number plate in Ogata's hand, and didn't seem to be cold: "No. ”

"Oh, it looks like we don't have to fight each other." Ogata put away his numbering plate and looked at him lightly.

As the fire scorched and the firewood crackled, Ogata felt that the cold cave seemed to be much warmer, even though he was dealing with a strange man who didn't smile.

"Do you have to use this posture when you eat?" Ogata asked, looking at the man with a motionless and stiff face.

Hearing this, he was silent for a long time.

The man slowly pulled out the nails from his face, and from his neck, and when the nails were removed, his face, and even his head, were like dough that was constantly changing shape, and finally the long hair came out strangely.

What a terrible camouflage ability! It's not about makeup at all, it's a kind of transformation-like ability.

Reappeared in Ogata's sight.

He was a young man with a delicate face, long hair, and a somewhat aloof look, probably about the same age as Kurapika.

"How?" The man spoke calmly.

Ogata smiled slightly: "It's much better to look at it like this." He tore off part of the rabbit meat and handed it to the man in front of him.

He was not polite, and just took it and ate it.

......

As the night passed, Ogata sat leaning against the rock wall, looking at the man who was also sitting across from him, and who had changed back to that strange face at the moment, it was hard to imagine that he had been with such a dangerous guy for so long.

Ogata's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he didn't fall asleep soundly at night. Because in this environment, staying a little sober can allow you to live a little longer. He wouldn't believe that a cold-blooded guy who had just known him for less than a day would see himself like a friend. A crisis can come at any time, and while he is vigilant, he believes that the strange man sitting opposite is the same.

In the morning, both men stood up almost at the same time.

Ogata glanced at the guy who couldn't even name it: "Go hunt your target?" ”

I could clearly feel that this man's eyes became sharp.

"Hmm." He nodded calmly and looked into Ogata's eyes, "It's boring, but I want a hunter's license, and no one can cause trouble." ”

"Oh." Ogata nodded. Because he believed it to be true, most of the candidates who came to take the hunter exam were trying to get a hunter's license and then exercise its rights.

The strange man ignored Ogata and left the cave on his own, as if he had locked on to his goal, looking for a fixed direction without fumbling around.

Ogata looked at his back, thought for a moment, and decided to follow.

Because he had nothing to do, he couldn't find Dunba for a while, and he was really curious about what this guy would be like when he hunted.

Not only did this man hide his tracks well, but he also seemed to have a way of deliberately hiding his breath, so that Ogata, who had always had a keen sense of smell, could only keep up with his eyes with his eyes.

His movements were light and brisk, leaping over the grass and woods, as if he could shake his figure with the wind and waves, and in the blink of an eye he could reach a short distance.

Ogata followed him, all the way through the same river he had passed earlier.

At this moment, the eccentric man seemed to have caught his target, and suddenly sped up his figure!

Ogata looked over, and sure enough, not far away, there was a man sitting cross-legged under a tree, and there was a very long, sharp spear beside him!

The gaze locked on the two people, and in the same picture, the speed of the strange man was so fast that it seemed that his figure was almost blurred in the air, following a specific pace, changing back and forth......

Seeing this image, Ogata only felt déjà vu.

A figure flashed in my mind, similar to the footwork of this eccentric man!

It's Killua that little ghost. (To be continued.) )