Detective Conan: The Missing Moon

Chapter 175 Evil God Ritual [[-]]

That is obviously an existence that cannot be seen directly!However, at that moment, Qin Jiu seemed to have forgotten what human beings should fear. He clearly felt that he was excited, even...

From the appearance of these strange and unacceptable things to normal people, there was no disturbance in his heart, not at all strange, not at all surprised.

He just wanted to laugh.

He discovered the difference in the human being in front of him.

It feels challenged.

For a creature like him, weak existences are already rare, and his nature is cruel.

They are jealous and have a strong appetite, and they naturally have many strange abilities that fit their personalities.

It is impossible to let the "food" that can only be enjoyed after being washed be carried away sideways, and it is even more unwilling to laugh at the humans who dare to provoke themselves.

He, never allow it!

Even if it is split apart, and is crushed to the ground by two high-ranking gods of death, it will kill one of them!Resolutely not to embarrass your fellow clan!

So he did not hesitate to use the mind shock on the "best bullying" gin, but the successful smile slowly emerged from the phantom form. At this moment, it exists in the real world, a clone of the evil god, No longer a projection.

It moved quickly, and within less than a second of the breath leaking, it got into Gin Jiu's body and entered his spiritual world.

Even if Beifeng reacted at the last moment and rushed forward desperately to grab a lump of his flesh, this guy would rather cut off his own arm than enter the gin!

The north wind blew up at that time.

Crushed the thing said to be his hand into Wangwang crushed ice.

There was a slight movement on the surface of the gin, and he felt pain. This kind of pain, like the soul being torn apart, was more painful than a man giving birth!

The longest-lasting gin doesn't want another shot.

pain!
it hurts...

He seemed to remember a few bits and pieces.

Those memories, so far away that they don't seem to have happened yet seem to be so close at hand, the memories drifted by piecemeal, and he saw a blood-red sea.

From a distance, it looks like a sea of ​​blood.

Just look at the flowers.

A shadowy figure from the back, dressed in white, with a slender figure, black hair hanging down quietly, a little around the stamens, he grows tall in the sea of ​​flowers.

As long as he stood there was complete silence.

While he was waiting, Gin's heart stopped beating.

The owner of the back, tilted his head slightly, Gin was panting heavily, he carefully looked at the back that made him strange, his lips were tightly closed, the air pressure was tight, and he didn't blink.

This is an illusion created by monsters.

After all, Gin didn't remember that he had ever seen such a large blood-like flower. Sherry would probably like these flowers, but Gin didn't feel it.

He only has feelings for people in flowers.

Qin Jiu saw a small tear mole in the corner of the figure's eye.

north wind!

How could it be... Qin Jiu didn't have time to think about it, because he saw that the figure froze suddenly, and then a big sword passed through his waist, and the pendant bell tied around his waist was ringing crisply, and the blood was stained blood red. clothing.

It seems to be more suitable for this sea of ​​flowers.

Just the thought of losing him would make Qin Jiu's heart ache.

Lost the rest of his life, dark.

Back then, he was still organizing that gin, the ruthless machine gin.

People should live for themselves.

……

When the screen turned, Qin Jiu saw the man holding the sword, kneeling down with red eyes, trembling all over, with blood and tears in his eyes, desperately went to hug the person in the center of Huahai.

The voice of the person in the sea of ​​flowers is very familiar, with a different kind of tenderness, "Silly, you know very well that the sword piercing through the heart cannot kill me."

"I know, of course I know... Are you willing to die for a world that doesn't exist, but not for me once?"

"Didn't I let you kill me once?" The man's tone was normal, as if he was talking about something trivial.

"Qing, this is the first time I die, it hurts."

"I'm sorry..." The man panicked immediately: "I just knew you were going to face them alone, I'm so angry! I...I thought you would hide, I know you're afraid of pain...I want you to give up. "

"Qing, that's a different world." He pulled out the sword stuck in his belly, and said in a calm and natural voice, "I'm not afraid of pain anymore, Qing, see you tomorrow, today I'm going to send a lost child away first." .”

"Also, I'm sorry."

The little white clothes who died once, now walk away with a bloody clothes, a blond boy hiding in the sea of ​​flowers, looking at everything with a cold expression...

Qin Jiu has seen the man who stabbed the sword.

The hidden boy looked extremely familiar.

The setting sun in the sky recedes a little bit, so far that Gin can't see it, and can't reach it.

It was a memory, he had seen him die before.

I really envy the man who can enjoy his tenderness.

……

That year, there was a living child who strayed into hell. He miraculously floated across the Wangchuan River. He didn’t die, but he lost part of his emotions and memories. The last thing he forgot was: that fairy-like handsome boy The man, holding his hands when sending him back to Earth.

How could he forget?
Forget the amazing time, the tender years of people?
The most terrible thing in the world is forgetting.

……

Gin Jiu woke up, looked back at Beifeng stiffly, rolled his tongue, and subconsciously choked out a sentence: "Ah! Ice cream! I, Gin Jiu, like ice cream very much. I really like... hiccup!"

Not finished yet.

His body jumped uncontrollably, and he rushed forward to hug Beifeng.Su Qianchi couldn't stop him, couldn't pull him apart, Octopus Gin was already clinging to the north wind.

Beifeng picked up the gin with a dull expression.

As for Gin just called ice cream, um, Gin is not sober now, so he just thinks he's having a seizure.

Gin likes hiccups, well, he only knows now that he is worthy of Gin, with such a different hobby.

……

When Qin Jiu really woke up, he opened his eyes and saw the well-groomed hands on his waist. He realized that he was being hugged by Princess Beifeng now!

Anyway, I'm used to it, since I can't resist, then enjoy it.

After all, Gin is very receptive, and now he is very happy.

Enjoy the north wind so gentle, now is my gin.

There are mountains on the side, and they are sitting by the mountains and rivers, watching the turtles...

climb.

Listen to the birdsong again.

twitter.

……

Everyone stopped talking.

"Ginjiu, how do you feel?" Beifeng was the first to break the silence.

Gin just didn't answer Beifeng. In fact, he felt better than ever, but he was really tired now, so he just closed his eyes and took a nap.

North Wind moved Gin's head to his lap.Rubbing his eyes, he is also a little weak now.

This time... it was really squeezed dry by the gin.

The situation at that time was very serious, such a big lump of him drilled into Gin's brain, and drilled a big hole in Gin's spiritual chain. Beifeng finally let a small strand of his own soul go in, and only then was it in Gin's spiritual center Find him, this indescribable has been entwined with the soul of gin, inseparable, the weak human soul is compared with him, like a drop of water and the sea.

Beifeng felt that it was over.

However, if it's gin, maybe it can...

In this way, there is no way to separate the soul. Gin is merging with him in this situation, so the result is obviously easy to see, either he succeeds in seizing the house and "eats" Gin, or Gin pursues the victory and "kills" him to death.

The result is easy to guess, Gin will lose.

But Beifengxin Gin.

The people he is optimistic about will not lose.

Therefore, Beifeng sent all his soul in, and helped Gin kill him together.It's just a narrow victory. If they were slower, even a little bit, they would be the ones who died, not him.

This is also because Gin Jiu didn't want to lose to the monster, and he did his best, so now, Gin Jiu also lacks energy and needs to rest.

……

Well, all that's left is gin, or rather, a sublimated version of gin that the soul has swallowed.

Beifeng was watching the turtle crawling, holding the gin, his eyes were so tender and tender, with a dozen intact FBls as the background.

The ritual of the evil god is over.

There was a man who rediscovered himself.

……

Su Qianchi, who had dealt with the leader of the cult, walked back, sent the cult site to the police station, and then took off the clothes of the unconscious FBls with the booty, tied them to a tree and hung them upside down to promote blood circulation and speed up their waking process.

Then Su Qianchi saw the inseparable Gin and Wine Beifeng who were sleeping on the spot as pillows, and the sky and the ground as a bed.

He flipped the crawling turtle over.

The tortoise climbs the air on all fours, the tortoise: (òó)
Su Qianchi watched the silly tortoise waving its short legs, and thought for a while to straighten the tortoise so that it could continue to crawl.

Turtles are carefree.

Su Qianchi was very sad.

He's just a movie buff who loves animals.

The god of death he likes has been taken over by human beings, Su Qianchi wanted to kill him, but he felt that it was not good.

Moreover, what will he do in the future?
Keep making movies?
What movie are you making?
I heard that there is a second-level god of death named Conan, he is easier to bully than his love rival No. [-] Gin, and he has also had "intimate" contact with Beifeng...

Su had another goal, and wiped away his tears.

Anyway, life goes on.

(End of this chapter)