Nishijou Kelian jumped up and mimicked the movents of Beichuan Si, her doll body carrying a faint golden stream of air, and with a turn and a kick, she sent Huashanyuan Chun flying.
Although Nishijou Kelian’s spinning kick was sowhat clean and crisp, her doll body staggered forward several steps upon landing, and finally she sat down on the ground with a thud.
She couldn’t manage to look cool.
Struggling up from the ground, Nishijou Kelian stood between Beichuan Si and the vengeful spirit of the girl, Huashanyuan Chun, unafraid of her fierce appearance.
Beichuan Si, from beginning to end, did not interfere with the conflict between Nishijou Kelian and Huashanyuan Chun; he simply raised his hand—
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Loud noises rang out as the mangled body of Sato Hidehiko on the ground twitched with each of Beichuan Si’s chopping motions.
Streams of resentnt dissipated, and Beichuan Si’s handso face was covered in foul-slling fluid.
He looked utterly horrifying.
Bang!!!!
Sato Hidehiko let out a scream that tore through the air, his spiritual body completely shattered, his ability to reassemble gone forever.
At the sa ti, Beichuan Si also heard the long-missing system notification sound.
"Yuchuan Elentary School child martyr spirit reclaid, one initial Advanced Vengeful Spirit, four remaining, reward skill points 2, remaining skill points 4.5."
While Beichuan Si was assimilating the martyr spirit of Sato Hidehiko, the face of the female child spirit showed a flicker of human-like fear.
Seeing Beichuan Si covered in black aura and his face sared with a dark, foul-slling fluid, her body trembled, and she scread, turning to dive into the wall—
Crack!!!!
The chilling Jian Ding struck her knee, and the death qi attached to the Jian Ding twisted and morphed, trapping Jian Ding within her spiritual body.
The next mont, she felt a trendous force at her knee.
Snap!
Her desire to escape into the wall thwarted, her dark nails dug desperately into the wooden floor, kicking up bursts of wood shavings!
"Where... do you think you’re running to?"
A cold voice inquired from behind, and the vengeful spirit Huashanyuan Chun trembled as she looked back.
Those were a pair of pitch-black eyes.
Eyeballs without whites stared at her.
The face had residues of her companion’s resentful fluids.
"Ahhh!!!!"
The child spirit scread, frantically struggling, her limbs twisted and broken as she clawed at the floor, desperate to get away, but under Beichuan Si’s death qi and the incinerating fire, she had absolutely no chance to resist.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The familiar sound of thudding ca, making Imadekawa Kotaro, who had been watching Beichuan Si’s movents, step back in fear.
Seeing the smashed spiritual body, his face went pale; he covered his mouth, but couldn’t help himself and fell to his knees, vomiting profusely.
It took a while for Imadekawa Kotaro to stop vomiting, then he heard a voice overhead asking him:
"Are you all right?"
Imadekawa Kotaro instinctively looked up.
Drips of dark, foul-slling fluid were still falling from Beichuan Si, his face sared with unexplained bits of blue-purple rotting flesh...
Vomit—
Imadekawa Kotaro vomited again.
Hmm?
Observing his expression, almost as if he wanted to vomit out his own stomach, Beichuan Si frowned and glanced behind him.
Nothing but the wall remained behind him.
The Shinra Bell gave no response, indicating that there were probably no terrifying ghosts nearby.
"Brother Kotaro! Are you okay?"
Imadekawa Chika ca up at this point.
She had been hiding scared at the staircase, unable to see clearly what was happening upstairs and had only co up when the commotion above had nearly stopped.
But as soon as Imadekawa Chika ca up, she saw her own brother kneeling on the ground and vomiting profusely, so she couldn’t help but co over and ask him with concern.
"Um... Uh..." Imadekawa Kotaro waved his hand while vomiting, and it took almost everything inside his stomach being expelled before he turned his head and indicated with a wave of his hand that he was not in big trouble.
The things made of resentful spirits on Beichuan Si’s face had already dissipated.
After dealing with Huashanyuan Chun, Beichuan Si gained an additional 2 skill points, and his remaining skill points jumped to 6.5.
Three more spirits remained.
But...
Watching Imadekawa Kotaro struggling to stand up and run toward the headless corpse, Beichuan Si couldn’t help but shake his head.
He covered the eyes of Imadekawa Chika, who was still standing curiously at the staircase entrance, trying to peek out.
Imadekawa Chika was still young; seeing these things could leave her with an indelible shadow for a lifeti.
Mournful cries echoed as Imadekawa Kotaro hugged the headless body, crying intensely.
"Brother Beichuan...?" Imadekawa Chika didn’t understand what was happening, her eyes covered and bewildered.
"It’s nothing. Give your brother so private ti," Beichuan Si said.
"Okay!"
She obediently nodded.
The two stood by, watching Imadekawa Kotaro vent his emotions.
After a while, Imadekawa Kotaro finally cald down, he set down the head of Ito Mamoru, took a deep breath:
"Mamoru... I’m sorry."
"I really am... sorry."
Sadly, no matter how much he apologized now, the Ito Mamoru who had fallen to the Yellow Springs could no longer hear him.
That’s why Beichuan Si had always advised Beichuan Huili not to engage in paranormal gas.
After all, sotis, a life with less excitent and more simplicity can also be quite nice.
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