God Judge's Thousand-Layer Routine Vest

Chapter 133 Farewell

On the other side, the trial team passed the duty room, equipment room, disinfection room and farewell room along the way. Although they also encountered many props and institutions, they finally arrived at the destination smoothly - the mortuary connected to the dissection room between.

This is a push-pull cold storage sealed door. There is an emergency switch on the outer wall, but now there are a few bloody fingerprints on it, which is a color that people don't want to touch.

Ritsu bit the bullet and went up to press the switch. Wakizawa wanted to hand over the scarf in his hand, but seeing him so simply withdrew his hand silently.

The door opened slowly, and the cold air mixed with the rusty smell of metal poured out from the gap.

"...If it's a real hospital, it will be amazing when it's opened..." Lv complained, "What kind of service spirit keeps the long-abandoned hospital always having water and electricity."

"It's not all the function of the cold storage." Kai stretched out his hand to try the needle-like air-conditioning, and walked in after feeling that he could bear it.

Simply put, there is no limit-challenging scene, but there are layers of metal cabinets against the wall, which are about a head taller than the juvenile god judge. The smell of disinfectant permeates the room, and it seems that the cleaning work is still in place.

"This should be the core area of ​​the haunted house. It's much cleaner than I thought."

— or didn’t see anything.

Law looked at the rows of cabinets and thought to himself, can't we open them one by one and check them again?This is really a big test.

"above."

Wakizawa has been raising his head halfway since he entered the door, and reminded him lightly after hearing his words.

The two Iijima family members raised their heads and found that the ceiling of the morgue was actually black.

No, it's not just as simple as being painted black.

"Is that moving?"

After the eyes got used to the glare and pale light, they could see clearly that there was actually a huge black shadow entrenched on the ceiling. At this time, it was slowly retracting and releasing, as regular as a heartbeat. After each contraction, the black shadow Gather one point to the center.

"It's breathing." The young judge replied softly, "It will be able to be born if there is more nourishment. So far, it doesn't seem to be harmful."

They walked along the way, except for being scattered and some hallucinations at the beginning, nothing else happened, and the black air around their fingertips also quietly did not change-of course, it cannot be ruled out that they did not absorb anything from them. The cause of something beneficial to itself.

"Nurture... Fear?" Kai looked at the black shadow on the ceiling. This is a monster that has not yet formed. It is the best time to subdue it when it is still insane, but the difficulty lies in not knowing what it will grow into. .

Some monsters are born with malice and rebellion, this is something he has already experienced.

And then... what is their purpose?

Kai turned sideways to see the leading boy.

The other party made a "please" gesture with a smile, probably not interested in it.

"There is a lot of black air on the tourists outside." Lv looked at himself. Compared with when he came in, the black air was much bigger, but it was not as shocking as the people seen outside. "This reflects the degree of fear. High or low?"

"These black qi will return to the body with enough nourishment to help it grow. The people you see should still have residual fear, so the black qi has not disappeared," the young god-inspector replied. Dormant, do not disturb others, you can already see the appearance of cleverness."

"I only felt the gestation of fear, maybe it will become a very... appearance." Yiqi Yizhen said softly, slurring the word "sorrow" between his lips and teeth.

He had already demonstrated how deeply inhuman things can be affected by human-imbued emotions.

"It's not just about fear," Jing Mo caught the gloomy aura of the imperial object from the corner of his eyes, and then laughed softly after a moment of hesitation, "The people who provide nourishment for it, no matter how frightened they are, their original intention is to make fun of it." Mood, so it is likely to be a lively character."

He pondered for a moment and added: "Monsters are born out of human fear, but it's not the fear itself. Don't worry about irrelevant children."

…No, not because it reminds me of children, nor do I have an unprincipled fondness for every child.

"Thank you for your relief," Taidao, who felt that his image seemed a little strange, thanked helplessly, "Don't you want to take it back?"

Obviously I wanted to take a look.

"I don't have the ability to take it back now, and..." Thinking of his own knife that had been stuffed back into the warehouse without seeing the light of day, the god judge shook his head helplessly, "Let it grow in a relaxed environment. "

Brother Awataguchi, who didn't understand, had question marks on his face.

"It's different from yours. It takes a long time to absorb human emotions little by little before it can change, especially those intense and complex ones. There are more suitable choices for it than me," said the juvenile god judge Explains, "Until this process is over, it cannot be classified as 'alive', and I'm not interested."

Law looked at his uncle with distrust. This sounds like a very responsible job. Is it really okay to hand it over to this person?

"At least until the end of your lifespan, this change won't happen," the judge who noticed Lil's expression smiled, "Don't worry, and the death rate of monsters is much higher than that of humans."

Does it mean that our lifespan is too short to be worth mentioning, so there is nothing to worry about...

Law silently dragged the black group on the ceiling into the category of "us", thinking full of desire to complain.

"We'll wait for you outside," said the juvenile interrogator—he is usually more considerate as an adult, but now he doesn't feel that what he said is wrong—pushed open the door and left the room for the people of the Iijima family , "I think you will end soon, let's leave together."

"Is it okay?" Lu asked tremblingly.

The longer you stay in this room, the colder you feel. The cold air seems to rush straight into the brain and wreak havoc, and you can feel the pain like a needle prick in the cranial cavity. Although the black air does not move at all, it is hard to say that the cold has nothing to do with it.

"Maybe it's really not good." Kai casually answered while gesticulating.

"Then why are you still standing here?"

"Get ready for the next time," Kai probably figured out the situation, "you will come with me again, right, lovely nephew?"

"You may not know that your lovely nephew is a re-examinee and will take the exam in a few days," Lu said with faint eyes, "Since we look so similar, let's use a trick..."

"I refuse." He replied with a smile.

"Then don't take up the candidates' precious time!"

The two walked out while arguing, met the judge in the elevator and walked towards the exit.

"Are you the only three coming in?" Ritsu, who could already see, asked casually.

"We were scattered at the entrance," Yiqi replied. "They must have gone out."

In the eyes of reliable shikigami, this kind of game is probably very childish.

Thinking of his protector, Ritsu sighed.

"I was here just now."

Odachi said with certainty.

"Hmm..." Higakiri looked around, feeling that he didn't have the memory of passing by here.

"... Ward 217, Area C," said Kagemaru, "Although I passed by before, I think there may be new clues."

"As expected of my younger brother, what new clues do you have?"

"..."

In fact, he was making excuses for his elder brother, and Keimaru pushed open the door silently. Now that there is no clue, he has to find some clues.

The interrogator who waited for nearly an hour outside the haunted house finally saw his fusangshen again, and the swords sent out by the staff with incredible faces were holding special souvenirs of the haunted house-go through all the frightening scenes and collect Tourists who collect all the clues can get the ghost doctor doll.

"It's really amazing," Higiri praised his younger brother, "Getting this means we won, right?"

"?" Wakizawa looked at the thick black air on the doll in surprise, not understanding where so much came from.

"The ghost who killed the most, this is a souvenir."

Taidao happily explained the haunted house guidelines that he had explored, and then shook the doll that was temporarily used as a storage container: "How to deal with this?"

"This is a prop... No, the staff, right?" Keimaru looked at the cloud of black air he had put on it, and said uncertainly, "But they didn't take it back either."

"It's really a special souvenir." Taro Tachi didn't like this thing very much, but he didn't interfere with his companion's behavior, but he no longer deliberately suppressed his breath.

Heiqi silently drilled into the doll.

"You can use this to exchange something with Iijima," the judge looked at the doll, "he will pay a suitable price."

"Really?" Mustache thought for a while and threw the doll to his younger brother, "Well... what should I change it to?"

"……Snowing."

Wakizawa reminded them in a low voice.

White hexagonal snowflakes fluttered down from the gray sky, and immediately turned into a small drop of water when it touched the skin.

"Play time is coming to an end," the teenage interrogator said after reaching out to catch a snowflake and watching it melt. "Let's go, one last project."

The Ferris wheel in the amusement park is built on the highest mountain in the park, which can clearly overlook the scenery of the whole park, and it takes about 25 minutes to turn around.

The god judge led his first team to sit in the fully transparent cabin, looking at the lights below that were turned on early and successively because of the darkening sky.

"How are you doing today?" He asked these older children in a gentle voice, "Did you feel any happiness in this place created by human beings to indulge their childlike innocence?"

"I'm sorry for your trouble," Yiqi Yizhen patted Gu Gu's head first, then exchanged a glance with his younger brother before he said shyly, "If possible, I hope that the younger brothers can come here with you next time."

"Slaying ghosts is my specialty, and I won't get bored no matter how many times," Higiri replied cheerfully, "It feels pretty good in the game, it would be great if it was bigger."

Although the triggers of happiness are different, the expressions of both parties seem to be very satisfied, and there is no expression of reluctance.

In other words, the vague sense of worry disappeared.

"That's good," the young man smiled, "Tomorrow morning, we can return when our strength recovers."

"Huh?" Higakiri turned his head to look at him, "Can't you pass through the connecting door if you don't recover your strength?"

"The door won't change," the young interrogator replied, "but returning to a fixed point in time requires me to control it."

He looked at Ji Zhendao's expression: "I've been away for a week—although 'I' allowed it, but it's better to return on the morning of the second day when I go out."

"You are so considerate." Yiqi Yizhen exhaled and said sincerely.

"That's it." Higakiri was a little disappointed, but soon recovered his smile, "Is it going to change them back to their original appearance when we go back?"

"Yes, about five days," the boy laughed, and gave the Shintachi a clear time limit, "Don't forget."

The people present immediately began to plan how to use the precious five days. As for the interrogator, he just looked at his own reflection on the bulkhead, and his smile never disappeared from the beginning to the end.

The Ferris wheel crosses the high point and slowly descends to the ground.

"...Exchange this with me?" Kai Kai, who had no one to take him back to the old house, looked at the familiar black puppet in front of him, "What do I need to exchange?"

With these black energy, the possibility of him taking the newborn monsters in the haunted house as shikigami will be greatly increased, and the danger will be reduced a lot.

"Books on spells or spell formations," Kagemaru threw the doll into his arms, "Have you ever heard of those books?"

"...I heard something."

The reputation of the demon master's Chang family is still very high, unlike their self-taught Ye Luzi, they are a famous family, and even the gossip about them by monsters is very rich and colorful.

"Then something related to him is the best," said Kagemaru, who didn't think it was of any value at first, "we are leaving tomorrow, if we meet again next time, please pay the price you have prepared. Farewell."

He left after speaking, looking like he didn't care about the deal at all.

During the time when Kai Kai, who was scrambling to catch the doll, was stunned, the sound of Fu Sangshen's footsteps almost disappeared.

"Wait..." He hurriedly chased after him, wanting the other party to speak more clearly, but saw an unexpected figure at the end of the corridor after turning the corner.

"dad?"

Although the white translucent back is a little older than I remember, it is undoubtedly my father's.

"...Wait, wait for me!" The puppet slipped from his hand and chased after him. The usually short corridor seemed endless to him, and the corridor turned into a staircase, and after the stairs, there was another door. A sliding door, not much changed from before he left home.

The only thing missing is the figure from the back that often appears in dreams.

"...Really, it's still like this..."

Kai stopped in his tracks, turned back and looked at the puppet that had been thrown on the ground, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Aren't you going to meet him?"

The young god judge sat at the window on the second floor, looking at the magnificent scenery of the colliding spiritual power outside the courtyard.

The white ghost smiled beside him.

"He'll think you haven't forgiven him yet."

There was no sound in the other party's response, but the young man Jing Mo focused his eyes on Kai who was standing in a daze with a puppet in his hand in the corridor.

"...It makes sense, but we are really different types." He turned his head and smiled, "It's really beautiful. When we meet next time, come and have a drink?"

After a short pause, he said with certainty, "We will definitely meet again."

The author has something to say: going back~

Getting along between father and son is very difficult. The attitudes of Wo Niu and Jing Mo are completely two extremes.

...Naturally, I put the knives in the perspective of my son...Will I be beaten like this?

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Swastika Zhan Xiye;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 100 bottles for people who eat melons; 80 bottles for liu;

Thank you little angels for your support and perseverance QAQ