"Isn't it, uncle, we didn't do anything?" Tezuka opened his eyes with a puzzled expression.

Holding Ling Tiezhai wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's dinner time." ”

"So fast?" Tezuka took out his phone, and sure enough, it was already past five o'clock. "I've just been sitting here for a day?"

Holding Ling Tiezhai answered, and took out a book from behind him, "This is the content and technique of all the ghost Taoist chanting, give you a night's time, remember it all, to be word-for-word, the technique and movement must be consistent." ”

"Ghost Road Daquan......" Tezuka held the palm-thick book, and didn't know where to start complaining, "This is not a stall, right, who else can memorize it word for word in one night." ”

Holding Ling Tiezhai with both hands on Tezuka's shoulders, face to face, "I don't care what method you use, do your best to carry it all down for me, don't say anything about revenge, if you want to survive, you must learn this." ”

"It's ......, it's too close...... Tezuka shrunk back with a frowning face.

"How's it going, Tiezhai?" The manager of Urahara asked after Tezuka left.

Tie Zhai straightened his glasses, "I'll let him try to release his spiritual power first, and the entire basement will be filled with his spiritual power in an instant." After a whole day without the slightest attenuation, I also tried to get him to have some spiritual pressure changes, and the spiritual pressure in the entire basement began to rage. This body of his ......"

"Isn't it better than anyone else?" said the manager of Urahara, standing in front of the Urahara store, looking at the sky of Kuzacho, the clouds on the horizon were dark and oppressive, as if some storm was coming.

"Ahh

"You have to learn this if you want to survive," Tezuka glanced out the window late at night, "how can I do it, unless I eat the book." "He pulled down the lamp on the bedside and prepared to rest, only to find that in the darkness, the palm-thick book actually had a thin pale blue thread lingering on his finger.

"This is the Reiko that the manager of Urahara said?" Tezuka thought it was quite interesting, and stretched out his hand to pull the thin thread back and forth, "Anyway, this book shouldn't be in the present world, it may be from the corpse soul world, if that's the case, maybe there will be a play!" ”

Tezuka sat cross-legged on the bed, put the Onido Daquan on his lap and closed his eyes, recalling the meditation method given to him by Ling Tiezhai during the day, manipulating his own spirit to merge with the blue fluorescent light in the book.

In a trance, Tezuka saw a place similar to the surface of the water, surrounded by several thick stone pillars that reached into the clouds on the horizon, and it was still spectacular to look at.

"You shouldn't be here," came an empty voice, in which no emotion could be heard. "You shouldn't touch these things, they're still too far away for you."

"Who are you?" Tezuka looked around, but he didn't see a single figure.

"What if you can't go back?" The voice didn't take his doubts into account, and asked in a very cool way.

Tezuka took a step forward, it was clearly not the real world, and it was possible to step on the surface of the water without sinking into the water. But because the ripples in the circle of landing are so real, "What if you can't go back?" ”

Tezuka took a deep breath, "I don't know who you are or what you're trying to say. But I've decided that I have to do it, only then can I go back to what I was before. I have nothing to protect, but I don't want to lose anything that belongs to me. ”

The voice did not appear again, and the scenery in front of him became hazy, but there was a feeling of blessing that enveloped Tezuka's body. Before the last light faded, he seemed to see a figure strolling towards him.

"Suzuka—" Tezuka was woken up by the alarm clock at the head of the bed, but now that it was on the ground, the house was in shambles.

It's not good, it's been robbed. Tezuka hurriedly pressed the alarm clock and rushed to the door, but the door was locked. How so? Is it because of yourself?

"Hey, Tezuka. Don't doze off in class! "A piece of chalk hits Tezuka's head.

"I'm sorry, Nishino-sensei." Tezuka lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand, just now he was thinking about the things at home and looking out the window and was stunned, because he had been looking for the book called "Ghost Road Daquan" for a morning and couldn't find it. was extremely depressed, and suddenly a suffocating feeling hit, and Tezuka stood up suddenly.

"Tezuka, what kind of treasure are you playing!" Mr. Nishino slammed the desk with the textbook in his hand.

Tezuka sat down silently and looked out the window into the distance. It was a huge monster, like a giant snake, but not like it. It has a round hole in its neck, and its face is covered in a white mask with patterns. But the class didn't seem to see it, and no one on the streets. The monster danced for a moment and vanished. Is this what the store manager said, why did it disappear?

"You did." After school, Tezuka came to the Urahara store again. In the inner hall, the manager of Urahara still has the same expression, but it seems that he knows what happened to Tezuka last night.

"Manager, I saw ......" Tezuka stopped talking, he didn't know how to describe the monster.

The manager of Urahara looked at Tezuka with a low face, "Are you afraid?" ”

"......" Tezuka crouched on the table, "that kind of monster, has it always existed?" ”

"Follow me, I'll teach you today." The manager of Urahara got up and yawned first.

Inside the basement of the Urahara store. "I can clearly feel the tremor of your soul. Maybe you don't know what you look like now, but it seems to me that you are not in human form, and you can only see your face vaguely. The store manager Urahara pointed at Tezuka with that cane, "Maybe it's because of fear, the reiko that sustains your body is dissipating." If you continue like this, your soul will disperse, and a large amount of spiritual power will dissipate, become an ordinary soul, or simply disappear. ”

Tezuka raised his hand, and sure enough, if you look closely, a faint blue color slowly disappears.

"Then you don't want to take revenge." The manager of Urahara took out the slashing knife from his cane and slashed at Tezuka's chest, and in an instant, a large number of reiko gushed out from the wound, like a gorgeous flower.

"You ......" Tezuka looked at the store manager incredulously.

"Listen to me, you regather your soul, or die like this, and then become void for fear of losing your heart." With that, he left.

Void, will it become void? Tezuka smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Tezuka......" Tezuka looked up and saw Koyu and Mrs. Shita at the entrance to the basement. Hey, you're going to die like this? Uncle Ben looks down on people like you the most. ”

"Come on, Mr. Tezuka."

"Xiaoyu, Mrs. Shi, go back." Holding Ling Tiezhai looked at Tezuka and stretched out his hand to hold the two children, "The last time the guest who came here was not as spineless as you, he was devoured by the void in order to become stronger." Even so, he didn't say a word. Tie Zhai turned and left, "You have to remember that your soul is in your hands. ”

The soul is in their own hands. That's right, I have to be strong, whatever I do, first of all, to live. If it disappears like this, what kind of revenge is there to talk about! Tezuka clenched his fists and closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the wound on his chest when he opened his eyes.

Uncle, you still speak so jumpy.