Creation of Dongying Guitan

Shengzi sneered and said: "I, Xijing Shengzi, former criminal policeman of Jing'an Police Department, Lidu Police Headquarters, and investigator of the Weird Investigation Division, even if all possible answers are ruled out, I will never be regarded as a witch who pulls out her head." ?”

"Is it,"

The ethereal voice sank, "After experiencing Tang Ze Makoto's previous life dream completely, and seeing the head-plucking witch with the same face as you at the end, do you still think so?"

Shengzi shrank, "That woman with red eyes is a witch who pulls out her head?"

"if not,"

Piao Miao's voice was a little playful, "Every time she kills a person, she will have a red eye on her face."

"So what,"

The Holy Son calmed down for a moment and said:

"What is Tang Ze Makoto's previous life dream? Maybe it's just her own delusions and hallucinations, and it never happened at all. Even if that woman has a face that resembles mine, does it mean that I am a witch? Even her It doesn't matter if she is a head-plucking witch or not."

"It seems that you plan to hand over your fate to the onmyoji and investigators,"

The misty voice said: "But, do you think they will believe your statement, or they will arrest you just to be on the safe side."

Holy Son: "So what if you get caught? Facts are facts, and they will always be clarified."

"But what if you are really a head-plucking witch?"

The misty voice said: "They control you, and the head-plucking witch may never appear again, and then you will be imprisoned forever. Or, simply be killed."

Shengzi was silent, and said a little: "First, I will never be a head-plucking witch. Second, even if I am imprisoned, I am sure to escape. Third, even if I cannot escape, someone will come to rescue me. "

"You mean Gu Xing, right?"

Piao Miao said with a smile: "But if he knows that you are the head-plucking witch who has been tormenting him in the past and present, he will come to rescue you? Don't imagine everything too beautifully."

"I don't trust Gu Xingjun, who else can I trust?"

Shengzi said: "Do you believe that you are a weird guy who came out out of nowhere, said something out of nowhere, and didn't even dare to show up?"

"I'm not some weird guy,"

The misty voice said: "I am you, yourself."

Holy Son: "Haha, it's getting more and more funny. Don't you want to say that I'm actually a schizophrenic, and you are my other half of consciousness, right?"

Piao Miao was silent, and let out a long sigh for a long time.

A moment later, bursts of golden light suddenly flashed on the four walls of the underground monitoring room, and an earth-shaking dizziness came over.

Immediately afterwards, black chains engraved with strange runes suddenly flew out of the golden light, like densely packed poisonous snakes pounced on the Holy Son.

Instinctively, Shengzi felt a great sense of fear and crisis in his heart, as if his life was at stake.

"Escape?"

In the ear of the Holy Son, an ethereal voice said, "It's still too late to escape."

I can't die here!

This idea popped into Shengzi's head - at least, before she dies, she wants to see Gu Xingjun again!

As soon as she thought about it, she nodded, "Escape, I want to escape, escape first!"

As soon as the voice fell, a red eye appeared in midair.

The Holy Son looked at it, and felt very kind and wishful. Just turning his mind a little, his whole body turned into a phantom red light, which penetrated into the red eyes.

The poisonous snake-like chains then attacked the red eyes, the red eyes turned a blind eye, slowly closed their eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

…………

The church has three floors and a closed room.

He Mao Zhenji, who was covered in golden light, dimmed in an instant, and the golden light in the room also lost its magic and turned into hundreds of talismans scattered all over the place.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

He Mao Zhenji sighed, "Tell her to escape like this, I'm afraid she will be in trouble in the future."

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Chapter 415 The Witch Son

"Boom!"

A moment later, Gu Xing kicked open the door of the basement, looked around, and saw messy talismans scattered all over the floor.

"He Mao Maki..."

He muttered the name, turned around immediately, and rushed to He Mao Zhenji's room on the third floor.

……

When Gu woke up to the third floor, He Mao Zhenji's room had already been opened.

In the room, fragments of talismans were floating all over the room, and He Mao Zhenji, who was dressed in rather disheveled clothes, sat cross-legged in the center of the room, facing Gu Xing, with deep meaning in his eyes.

She said softly: "Detective Guangchuan came to question my teacher?"

"I just wanted to ask,"

Gu Xing walked into the room slowly, glanced around, but found nothing, and said, "Where did Miss Shengzi go?"

He Mao Zhenji smiled and said, "Excuse me, is Detective Guangchuan asking questions as a former colleague, or as a former lover and old enemy?"

Gu Xing replied with a deep heart: "Shengzi Xijing is my good friend."

"yes,"

He Mao Zhenji said coldly: "It may not be so in the future."

"How to say?"

"She was indeed your friend once,"

He Mao Zhenji said in a deep voice: "But she is also the reincarnation of the head-pulling witch. Before, she knew that the devil in the sea hadn't awakened yet. Now, after this incident, she regained the memory of her previous life. Hearts become one, and your best friend will never come back."

"It's ridiculous,"

Gu Xing said: "The head-pulling witch is a grotesque who only follows the rules to kill people. The Holy Son is a living person, how can there be any connection?"

"It is not necessarily the grotesque that wields the power of the rules,"

He Mo Maki looked at Gu Xing,

"For example, you, are you a grotesque, but who dares to say that you don't have the power of grotesques? The power of rules can be mastered by human beings. In the hands of good people, it can be used to subdue grotesques, which is good. In the hands of bad people, it can be used to kill people. Committing evil is a demon, a ghost, and disorder and grotesque."

Gu Xing thought to himself: I am not He Mo Maki's opponent when talking about these sophistry, and now is not the time to argue with her.

Then he said, "I just want to ask you, where is Miss Xijing Shengzi now?"

"Well, I could have overpowered her,"

Kamo Maki let out a long sigh,

"If I had just been able to subdue her, I would have killed that evil thought in the cradle, but it was a pity that I was one step too late and told her to escape from her red eyes, her aura disappeared, and it would be difficult to lock her from now on. From now on, I'm afraid it will only be It will become more and more difficult to deal with. Detective Guangchuan,"

She looked at Gu Xing, "Your Excellency's past life experience, I'm afraid it will happen again."

Gu Xing didn't bother to refute this with her, only seeing that she looked lonely, and her regret didn't seem like empty words, so he guessed that the Holy Son probably really left here.

Where will she go?

For a long time, Shengzi lived in Gu Xing's home, or, as a contact person of the Weird Alliance, lived in the office building of Naya's office.

Thinking of this, Gu Xing hid in a place where no one was around, activated the teleportation rule of the lantern fish, and walked around several places that Shengzi might go in an instant, Shibuya apartment, Naya's office, the office of Lidu police headquarters, Yingu hot spring town, even Chiyo's family has been there, but they don't feel the other party's breath.

"Detective Guangchuan,"

once again

When he returned to the church, Kamo Maki took the initiative to find him,

"I know you have a strong grip on the rules, and your rules are strong. But take my advice—

All grotesque powers of rules are engraved into curses. When you use rules, the power of curses will seep into your body. The more you use, the more curses will penetrate into your body. When one day, it exceeds the threshold, Your sense of self will be gone and you will become truly grotesque. "

Gu Xing was still young at that time, and always thought that he was a different kind favored by the heavens. He didn't know that he was actually no different from ordinary people, so he ignored He Mao Zhenji's words.

When he was thinking hard about where the Holy Son went, Kamo Maki said again: "I know you don't trust me, and you don't believe what I say. But soon, I can prove to you that what I said is true."

"Really." Gu Xing replied.

"After half an hour, it will be the time when the head-pulling witch rule comes,"

He Mao Zhenji solemnly said: "Now, there are still a few people in the hall who have not asked for the forgiveness of those they have let down, but they are still locked by the rules of the head-pulling witch. When the witch comes to the world, you can see her, her Her face, her breath, are they the Seiko Xijing!"

Gu Xing thought about it for a while, and asked, "Isn't it because you didn't let go of your grudges on purpose and left these people for me to observe?"

He Mao Zhenji said: "The cycle of karma and retribution is true. These people's crimes are too deep, and it should be impossible to escape this knot. It has nothing to do with you and me. You can wait to see Miss Shengzi again."

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