Chapter 49

Crows are omnivorous birds.

When the reliable substitute spread his wings and rushed towards the moat, Angelica was not worried - at most she could only eat some fish and shrimp, what else could she get?

...

what else could there be?

What do crows eat?

It does not depend on the appetite and preferences of the crow, but on what exactly exists in the moat.

In Angelica's mind, she knew that her crow prided itself on being a powerful predator.

Its criteria for selecting prey include freshness and deliciousness. The most important selection criterion is actually the [huge]

quiet and reserved Angelica, who has a stand-in crow with TOP cancer.

The small fish are lively, the shrimps are fresh and sweet, and there are some delicious snails in the river. If no accidents happen, these will undoubtedly become the crow's first choice.

However, Angelica's life was created by accidents. If accidents were lost, her abilities would lose their vitality.

In the moat, a floating corpse lay quietly.

Angelica didn't know it at first, until the crow heard unprecedented joy and satisfaction. It excitedly called out to its true form, constantly urging her to go to the scene and share this hard-won "deliciousness" together.

"No -!"

When Angelica rushed to the river, the crow was fighting with a dark human figure - in fact, it was not so much a fight as a unilateral crushing of the crow.

When the main body has not yet mastered the skills of virtual reality transformation, and is a little clumsy and slow every time it is used, the substitute Crow has learned everything by himself, relying on his own talents and abilities to flexibly and cruelly torture the victims in the river. By.

"Stop!!"

Angelica looked down at her long skirt, stretched out her hand to roll up the hem of the skirt, wrapped it around twice, and tied it around her waist. Then she made a small jump and slowly slid down the sloping river bank, wading in the water and getting closer to the human figure step by step.

"Hey!"

This is too reckless.

Matsuda Jinpei was unaware and did not follow Angelica's reaction.

Had she reacted and acted so quickly before?

Following closely behind, Matsuda Jinpei also slipped into the river: "It's just a river anyway... Wait a minute?" !

This river has not changed its course. In other words, this river is not a ghost river at all!

So – what exactly is this moat?

Or what should be more clarified is: what is the origin of that ghost pretending to be floating on the moat, pretending to be outsmarting the crows? What else are you thinking about?

"Are you okay?"

Angelica's strength was certainly not enough to pull an adult out of the gentle water, but the substitute crow still had to obey her instructions, so after she waved her arms seriously and sternly several times to drive him away, , the giant crow reluctantly flew high, but its scarlet eyes were still staring at its prey.

There is a fierceness that will not give up until you get it.

"Well -"

The dark ghost grabbed Angelica's arm in turn. Angelica noticed the other person's thinness, and at the same time she also noticed the other person's strength that should not be underestimated.

The palm with slender fingers was like an iron pincer, clamping down on Angelica's wrist with a force that did not allow the other party to escape or resist.

[Puff——]

The dark ghost raised its head and spit out bubbles like a fish. His face was pale, without any trace of pink vitality. The algae-like black hair stuck tightly to his forehead and cheeks, and some of it spread along his neck and towards his back.

The wet clothes outlined his extremely thin body, and Angelica thought in a daze that she had caught a corpse.

...

The existence of the underworld...isn't it an exaggeration to say that it is a corpse?

Upon closer inspection, the other person seemed to be seriously injured, with thick bandages wrapped around his neck.

"I'm so grateful!!"

[Pfft--]

The black ghost spit out nearly ten bubbles one after another, almost all the water in his stomach, and then he smiled weakly and faced Angelica. Showing gratitude.

"Your great kindness - I really can't repay you -"

"Therefore, I have an unkind request..."

"Please allow me to give you my life!!! In return!!!"

"Shut up !" Mouth!" As soon as the bandage ghost finished speaking, Matsuda Jinpei finally arrived at the bad scene in time.

He felt that it was his responsibility, so he took a big step and stood between Angelica and the river ghost - even though, under his legs, there were two hands that were in close contact.

"Who are you?!"

Matsuda Jinpei has been patrolling the underworld for two or three years. Although he is far less experienced than some of his peers, his understanding of ghost types and ghost abilities is not inferior.

He didn't think that this kind of ghost that could independently cause changes in the underworld could be some unknown person.

"

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"

​Hiccup explained in a weak voice, while weakly holding on to the cement river channel to climb up. It's just that he didn't seem to have enough strength and almost no skills, so after climbing up dozens of centimeters, he immediately fell back to the same height.

As they fell together, they soaked deeper into the river.

If he hadn't been holding Angelica's arm all the time, she might have been washed away from the river to the center of the river.

"...Woo... That crow is so scary... It almost scared me to death..."

Ha.

Hearing this, Matsuda Jinpei already knew: This is definitely a bastard who is full of lies and has no integrity!

Let me ask you -

you, a ghost who has long since died and can no longer die - are still scared to death? !

I, Matsuda Jinpei, have never heard of any ghost in the underworld being scared to death!

As a ghost, he has lost the ability to be "fearful".

After all, only the sophisticated human body can produce corresponding emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in different situations.

Theoretically speaking, ghosts only exist in pure [rationality] and pure [chaos]. Apart from habitual reactions, there is no way for things like emotions to be added.

Let's see what else he can say.

Matsuda Jinpei lowered his head and looked at the bandage who was struggling and trying to get ashore. His cold eyes wanted to see him clearly inside and out.

"Officer Matsuda, can I ask you a favor?"

Angelica was helpless: Mr. Officer's vigilance is heartwarming, but Mr. Officer, do you want to take a look at your current situation?

You spread your legs like this and stand between me and the ghost - my arm has to go through the rude place, and the other person's arm keeps going back and forth...

Don't you think it's weird at all?

Fortunately, Angelica's arms are very long. At the same time, Matsuda Jinpei probably considered some practical issues (not sure) and stood closer to the bandage, so that she would not directly face the opponent's curvy...butt |

If there were an old ghost passing by at this time, he would definitely scream at the deterioration of the world.

"Please lend your hand... help me pull this ghost gentleman up, can you?"

In addition to the uncivilized scene conditions, Angelica's constantly painful wrist is also a reason: it is really unimaginable that a hand is like a withered bone. The palm of his hand can actually emit such terrifying power.

Could it be that when a ghost is trying to survive, its potential will increase without limit?

Ah.

Matsuda Jinpei raised an eyebrow - this action was quite difficult, and he was finally willing to bend down and lean over. His movements were as fast as lightning - the dark ghost came out of the water without any precautions and slid gracefully through the sky. arc, ending up dizzy and unfortunate.

[Swish——]

This is the sound of a wet, unlucky ghost being violently drained of water.

[Whoosh——]

This is the sound of the wet, unlucky ghost being violently thrown out.

[Boom——]

This is the sound of the wet, unlucky ghost being violently dropped to the ground.

After the dark ghost emerged from the water, Angelica finally saw clearly what the other person was wearing: The reason why she always found it so dark that it was difficult to identify was because he was dressed in black from top to bottom. Except for the white bandages exposed outside the clothes, all the clothes are gloomy black. "

Wooooooo.....

Zhen Pingyuan thought that after this encounter, the bandage ghost should be able to stop and understand the strength gap between them. 

Who would have expected that the bandage ghost stood up from the ground and sat down for only five seconds, and maybe the stars in front of his eyes had not dispersed yet, but he actually started talking to Angelica again, and said some unknown content! 

"Shut up!" 

"Didn't you lose your memory?!" 

"Then why do you still remember such a thing as 'promise'?" 

Matsuda Jinpei fiercely stood next to the bandage ghost and looked down at him, every movement revealed His defenses. 

I, Matsuda Jinpei, have never heard of any ghost talking nonsense after losing his memory! 

Don't think that he hasn't seen the ghosts with amnesia - all of them are like mushrooms growing on the roadside, on the wall, or in the corner. They are quiet and peaceful, and will not cause any trouble to anyone! 

"... Wuwu... so fierce..." 

The bandage ghost blinked its big watery eyes, its eyes trembled, its voice was soft, and it really looked like a weak, pitiful and helpless person. 

In order to match his tone and expression, he not only trembled in synchronization with his body, but also leaned backward slightly, trying to show the way he was being bullied. 

"... Wuwu... I just lost my memory... I have become a fool..." 

Perhaps because of his emotions, the bandage ghost pouted slightly, blinking softly and slowly, and blinking in a particularly moving way. 

! ! ! 

As someone who was deliberately being courted, Angelica herself had no special reaction. Matsuda Jinpei, who was helping her face the dangerous ghost in front of her, seemed to have been stung by a caterpillar, with an expression of anger and pain on her face. 

What a disgusting ghost! ! !