The atmosphere of the Tenshō-in today was a bit strange. The leader had been gloomy ever since she came back, although she didn't usually look good.

For a moment, the Nara felt insecure and lowered their presence to the minimum.

Hazy looked around and then locked his eyes on one person. He walked straight towards that person.

Nalaku felt something was wrong when the leader came in. Now he realized that it was more than just a big problem. "No, it's me, it's me …" He kept staring at the ground and didn't dare to look up. He wanted to deceive himself one last time, but then he saw the leader's black monk shoes stop in front of him.

"Damn it."

Nalaku thought.

"Come with me." There was no emotion in the voice.

"Yes."

Nai Luoyi did not expect to go directly to the leader's courtyard this time. Speaking of which, it was the first time someone had stepped into the leader's private territory. However, he did not dare to look around and obediently followed behind.

"Come in."

After entering the guest room, Nalaku knelt in front of Haze, but he didn't hear anything for a long time. He secretly looked up and saw the leader's serious face.

Haze stayed silent for a while and said, "How much do you know about the Ghost's Child?"

Cold sweat dripped down from Nairuoyi's forehead.

Now he couldn't wait to find a time machine to go back to the past and slap himself to death. Who knew if the leader was an illusion, this was a f * cking long and smelly drama series!!!

From the beginning, the Ghost's Child didn't drink milk powder to how the Ghost's Child recognized its master, there were some strange questions mixed in from time to time. For example, did children really grow up with the wind?

What taboos did this family have … blah, blah, blah. Nalaku felt that he had gradually become a dried salted fish in the past two years.

"What do you want to know, sir?"

"If, if Hanako suddenly gets angry, how to appease her." Haze coughed lightly.

"Pardon me for asking, but why is Master Hanako angry?" The leader's hallucination was getting more and more violent.

"Ah." Haze was still hesitating whether to say it or not, but he really couldn't think of a solution.

"Stepped on feces."

"…"

"…"

△△△

This time, Iulio crossed over again. He first familiarly observed the environment and found that he was in a courtyard. It looked a little old, but there were actually a few vegetable fields around it. There were even a few shelves set up. He did not know what kind of vines were climbing up. It was quite rustic, but the smell was not very good.

At this time, Haze sensed Iulio's appearance and came over as well. They looked at each other, and Iulio took a step forward and clenched his fists.

Haze's face darkened. He quickly jumped back a step, one leg on the ground, and the other leg twisted his waist to kick back.

Seeing this, Iulio used his arms to block in front of his body. Using the momentum, he did a somersault and prepared to pull away.

"Dang …" Haze saw that something was wrong and wanted to remind her.

"Pa ji."

"… Heart." Ah, it was too late.

Iulio could not believe the sensation on his feet. It was soft and sticky, and his entire face was trembling. He slowly lowered his head, and a sense of ecstasy rushed to his head.

"…!!!"

"There's fertilizer in the vegetable field, I wanted to remind you." Haze said.

Iulio's brain was disconnected. She was still wearing the pink pajamas that Nainai changed into before she went to bed, and her feet were bare.

So, her soul was directly stained with poop???

Haze coughed. Seeing that Iulio still did not have any reaction, he simply walked up to her and carried her out of the vegetable field.

Seeing that her color was starting to fade, he had no choice but to carry her to the side of the well. He put her down, got a bucket of water, and washed her feet clean.

"Raise your feet a little, the bottom of your feet can't wash." Haze bent over and gestured to Iulio.

Iulio's body creaked. She raised her feet little by little, and then suddenly kicked Haze's face with her whole foot.

"Go eat sh * t!"

"Iulio, my soul is not right now.

What the hell happened?

Ah, I can't remember at all.

Hey, father, what's on your face?

Chocolate? "

She became ferocious. She rushed up and kicked again. "Lick the chocolate on your face clean!!!"

"Urgh!!!" Haze suddenly spat out an unknown vomit in response.

"Urgh!!!" Iulio could not hold it in anymore.

Haze poured the entire bucket of well water on his face. When he finally calmed down, he saw a puddle on the ground.

"Urgh!!!"

"Urgh!!!"

…

In the end, Haze forced himself to vomit until his body was exhausted. He carried Iulio out of this devil's den.

In the bathroom, Iulio took a brush and scrubbed herself all over until she was almost bald.

She carefully rinsed herself twice before getting ready to put on her clothes.

Then, she froze.

Right, I don't seem to have any clothes to change into.

She looked at her pajamas that had been rolled into salted vegetables. There were still some unknown objects on it.

Her chest started to roll again.

"Hold it in, hold it in."

Iulio told herself and started to analyze. "After all, I appeared as a spirit, so the clothes on my body should not be a physical body. They should be a product of my consciousness. Then, I just need to think of another set of clothes, right?"

Iulio wrapped herself in a towel and started to meditate.

"…"

No, if this did not work, it was probably because the pose was not right. Yes, that must be it.

"Moon Prism Power, transform!"

"…"

"Moon Crystal Power, transform!"

"…"

"Moon Universe Power, transform!"

"…"

"Damn it."

Urio bent forward dejectedly. "There are still two more Sailor Moon movies to go. What are the lines for the next two movies?

How can I fix it, how can I screw up at such a crucial moment! "

Haze stood outside the bathroom and listened to the movements inside. She was not sure if she should knock on the door now.

After a while, there was no movement inside. She knocked on the door and said, "I've put the clothes outside. I didn't know how fast you would grow, so I made them bigger."

There was no response. Haze put down the clothes and the tray and left.

…

When Iulio changed her clothes and went out, she saw that the courtyard had been cleaned.

Haze turned his back to her and looked at the courtyard. She did not know what he was thinking.

"Hanako, are you done?" Haze turned around and looked at Iulio. She nodded. "Not bad."

Iulio looked at the man in front of her. He had taken off the standard Nara suit and was only wearing a simple gray bathrobe. He stood in this small courtyard just like that. He still had the dark circles under his eyes and an expressionless face. But …

Against the light, she actually felt that the figure in front of her was a little familiar.

Unforgivable!

Iulio clenched her fists.

Don't be fooled by the murderer who killed her teacher!

Unforgivable. She actually had a little doubt about herself.

Her teacher's death, Takasugi's eyes, the collapse of her former companions.

Iulio, you can't forget these.

After calming her breath, Iulio stared at Haze. She did not say a word, turned around, and disappeared.

Haze watched her leave and scratched his head. "Looks like she's really angry."

The vegetable field behind him was well taken care of. The area that was stepped on by Iulio was also neatly repaired.

However, if one were to look carefully, one would not be able to find a single flower or fruit in this lush and verdant field.

△△△

When Iulio's consciousness returned to her body, she found that the sky was a little bright. She should not have stayed there for more than four hours.

A heavy sense of fatigue and hunger swept over him. This was the aftereffect of every time his consciousness transmigrated. Yurio was already used to it. Nainai must have fallen asleep by now. He had to bear with it for a while more.

In the hazy sky, Iulio raised her hand and looked at her small palm. She clenched and unclenched her fist, then clenched and unclenched it again.

What could such a small hand hold?

Six years had passed here, but only two years had passed on the other side.

In these two years, she was trapped by Haze's side. She could not go anywhere. Not to mention looking for clues, she did not even know the power of the Tenshō-in.

Also, what kind of power was the Ghost's Child that she was mistaken for? Why did Nara attack her every time but not kill her?

There were too many questions in her heart. Her body was clearly warning her to rest, but her brain was still working at high speed uncontrollably.

Her head started to ache. Iulio lifted the blanket and ran to Ah Gang's bed. She climbed up and rolled twice. Very good, the blanket was wrapped tightly. Hurry up and sleep.

But when her consciousness completely sank into the darkness, the faint voice in her heart seemed to come from the horizon. "Is there really nothing between Haze and Songyang teacher?"

Soon, the voice returned to the darkness and disappeared.

…