The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 69 Spiritual Satisfaction

Shiraishi doesn't have many friends.

It took him more than four years to travel to the Soul Soul Realm, and it was more than a year when he could really speak.

For the first three years, I was taciturn, listening to other people's words, pondering the meaning, and secretly practicing alone.

After learning Japanese and ensuring normal communication, he began to chat with beauties and brag about others.

During that time, he also didn't make very good friends in the West Third District, all of them were casual friends.

He remembered, on a certain night, was it one or two in the morning?I can't remember the exact time.

After all, it was very late.

He woke up from his sleep alone. The laborers working in the same noble family were all asleep, and one of them was still snoring.

There were more than a dozen people living in the dark dormitory, but there was no liveliness at all.

The unspeakable loneliness mixed with the dark night turned into a turbulent tide that drowned him. He was almost suffocated and struggled hard, trying to hold something with his hands, but he couldn't even catch a straw.

He doesn't have friends who are good enough to interrupt in the middle of the night.

Not in the past, nor in this life.

why?

The reason is not from others, but from himself. His indifferent urban living habits are like candy that can't be thrown away, always following him.

Makes it difficult for Shiraishi to truly open up to others.

Shiba Sora is an exception.

The decent characters in the original work, coupled with her heroic character, are destined not to betray or murder friends.

Based on this understanding, he is willing to trust Zhibo Konghe. Although there was a little oolong at first, he reconciled later, and the relationship between the two sides became more harmonious.

In Shiraishi's heart, she was already a friend, and perhaps she still had a little ignorant affection for the opposite sex.

That is also human nature.

Who can hate a heroic royal sister?
Of course, that kind of favor is a plus, not the key factor that really drives him to act.

friendship with each other.

If he pretends not to know, fears difficulties and does not save, this friendship will be completely ruined.

For a nobleman like Saburo Kawagami who is full of money and wine, he naturally doesn't care about any friends.

He is different.

Therefore, he was too lazy to reason with the other party, and returned directly to the secret cave where he was hiding in the West Tenth District.

There was no one inside, and he didn't close the cliff. The cool wind blew in from the outside, and people sat on the money piles and thought quietly.

How to save it?

It is not advisable to be hard on the front. To sneak in or lure Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai away, he must try his best to not cause a big disturbance and fish out people.

Shiraishi thought about it and thought about it, but he didn't think of a good solution for a long time. The main reason was that he knew too little about the Grand Underground Prison of Zhenyang. He only knew that the bottom layer was very large and hidden, and it held the great sinners who threatened the Soul Society in the past.

As for the grand underground prison of Zhenyang, apart from the infinity, he really can't remember exactly how many floors there are. Maybe he didn't write the original book, or maybe he forgot.

He couldn't figure out the situation of Zhenyang's underground prison, and it was not easy to think of a strategy to save people.

As he fell into contemplation, the inside of the cave gradually darkened.

The torch inserted into the rock wall was about to go out.

Shiraishi got up to change the torch, and when he went around to the door, a strong fishy smell wafted from the wind.

He quickly took two steps back while covering his nose, looking at the door, "Yinmeng?! Why did you buy so many fish back?"

There is a "necklace" hanging around Nieyinmeng's neck, which is made up of six live sturgeon fish, carrying a large cabbage in the left hand, a bag of meat in the right hand, followed by a mixed bag of meat, vegetables, oil, seasoning, etc. .

The six sturgeons were in high spirits, their plump tails slapping her thighs under her short skirt, making a snapping sound.

Nieyinmeng has the qualifications of an excellent chef, and did not dislike the fishy smell. He held up two big bags and said: "Everyone is very enthusiastic, they have been circling around me, I have recovered, and I have spent all the money, and this is what I look like, which is different from before. , grocery shopping is an incredible thing."

Baishi patted his forehead and understood the reason. She was shy before, and naturally not many people were willing to take care of her. If she was rich and easy to talk to, she would be a proper big fat sheep. .

"You were slaughtered."

"My hands and feet are all there?" Nianyinmeng tilted her head, her green agate-like eyes full of puzzlement.

Baishi wanted to explain this slaughter and that slaughter, but he felt that there was no need to explain so much. Now that he is not poor in money, he said very proudly: "It's nothing, just be happy."

"I'm happy," Nieyin dreamed and nodded heavily: "Well, I'm very happy now, the aunties have taught me a lot of new cooking methods, I'll make sturgeon tempura first.

You know, as long as a dish is fried with batter on the outside, it can be called tempura. "

"It's the first time I've heard of it."

Shiraishi answered casually.

Nieyin Meng saw that Shiraishi was absent-minded, which was different from the usual absent-mindedness. The present absent-mindedness was more like having a mind.

What's the difference?
She couldn't tell, she just could sense it, "Do you have anything on your mind?"

"Uh," Shiraishi hesitated for a while, but still said, "I have a friend who may be imprisoned on the fourth floor of the True Underground Prison. I'm thinking about how to save her."

"I don't recommend that you think about something that has a near-zero success rate."

While talking to him, Nieyinmeng put down the vegetables in her hand, threw the sturgeon on the stone table, and dropped the knife in her hand. Six sturgeon heads were chopped off, and the red stone table was stained with blood, "If you really want to go, It's not going to be much better than these sturgeons."

She was expressionless, and continued to scratch the scales of the fish. She said in a very gentle tone, "Even Lord Mayori is afraid of Captain Yamamoto. The Grand Underground Prison guarded by him is the most important place in Seiringei, and no one can break into it."

Baishi naturally understands the difficulty of this trip. If he is discovered, it will be a near-death experience, but he is not afraid. He smiled and said, "Challenging something that has never been done before is a great joy in life."

Niyinmeng couldn't understand his thoughts and asked, "What's that person's name?"

"Her name is Zhibo Konghe, and she's my friend."

A smile appeared on Shiraishi's face, and he added, "You too."

Nieyinmeng's hand moved for a while, her blood-stained hand touched her chest, and she muttered: "Strange feeling, obviously the temperature has not risen, and my heart has become warm, does this mean that I also regard you as a friend?"

Shiraishi smiled and said, "Of course."

Nieyinmeng lowered her head, looked at the knife in her hand, and glanced at him again, "Do you need my help?"

Shiraishi shook his head and said, "No, you are a god of death. If you do something like this, you can't explain it with a single threat."

Nieyinmeng blinked and said, "Is this your order?"

"..." Shiraishi was silent for a while, and sighed: "No, I won't order you, I just give you the best suggestion to make you think clearly, if you really do this, you will be found to be on the opposite side of the god of death. I will never be able to return to Nimori."

(End of this chapter)