The night before Mitsuki Kaori found Katsuoka.

In his room, Okabaya recorded the values ​​he recovered after the skin was cut and bleeding. Through such pain experiments, he wanted to find out what the recovery limit of his body was.

Including time, degree, and signs of exposure.

The pen tip of the pen was gently written down on your privacy notes for the first time, and the recovery time and degree of the knife was cut across the back of your hand with a fruit knife. The second time, I changed my part and used my elbow to perform surgery.

Later, Okara, who was very skilled and brave, gently cut a blood line into his abdomen.

When you look at the wound with your own eyes and be torn apart by a knife, and then, in the midst of nervous expectations, you will feel that your whole person is separated from the original scientific world, and your body is like a work depicted by a painter. You can use a brush to outline it at will and add the colors you want to see.

Under the light, Okata's figure was lingering. He sometimes thought and sometimes wrote, and even some strange expressions that he could not see normally. He was serious like a Frankenstein.

When he was in school, he was a top student who liked to study. In forensics and related fields, he would capture the knowledge he could learn. Now that he has matured and has a job and ideas, he is more involved in the direction he is interested in.

For example, the Gangqi diagram of the Nether Ding, the methods of making talismans depicted in ancient books, and what kind of substantial changes did this body have compared to the original self after several stages of strengthening the Gangqi.

Okabata knew very well that he was a forensic doctor, but he was not just a forensic doctor in the simple sense.

He can exorcise, he can fight, he can touch worlds that ordinary people cannot imagine, and even shuttle between two completely different Tokyo through the door jade worn around his neck.

Just as Sora leaned on the chair and made a brain-like analysis of the data recorded in the notebook, a solid sense of anger was approaching here.

The tattoo behind him suddenly became hot, freeing Okata from his thoughts. His eyes were flashing with brilliance, and he refreshed his mind into the night, and the power was quickly approaching here.

It is like the precipitation and vicissitudes of the ancient well, and it is like a glass bottle that is broken at any time, gentle and gentle, without hostility.

This feeling is

Zuo Wei, it's him!

Okata stood up, and when he opened the window, a strong gust of wind surged into the room, the sheets were blown up, and the pen on the table was placed rolling back and forth, but fortunately it stayed under the barrier of the notes.

A purple robe fluttered with the cold wind. Under the noble's crown, a charming and calm face, the hair at the waist twisted with his figure, was the texture that came to his face after experiencing many things, and saw through time and the freedom and liberation of all things.

A faint smile appeared on his face, and those purple eyes looked at Okata, revealing a lot of things.

"You know I'll come to you." Sayu said lightly.

Okabata nodded slightly: "Because you know that if you use your cohesion to cohesion, you will be wiped out if you don't support tomorrow's morning. If you are lucky, you will be left with a trace of consciousness in Ji Fuji's body. If you are not lucky, you will only become that little guy with sad memory."

He paused, and he sighed: "So, you came to me for that little devil."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Wei's expression did not change and nodded, "Mr. Okaga, I know that you have abilities beyond ordinary people and are the only person in the world who can help me."

"But someone with ability may not necessarily help a demon soul." Okay stared at him.

When Zuo Wei heard this, she was not upset, but was ecstatic and excited, her voice excited: "I know that you must have this ability to help me fulfill my last wish."

Before Okata spoke, he sighed a little: "My Go career has ended and I have no nostalgia. In the last game of chess with you, I have realized a lot of things, including this world that has been nearly a thousand years, the people I have met in my life, and Go has occupied a large part of my heart from beginning to end. But there is still a part that is not Go, but"

"I can't bear to leave Xiao Guang before I completely disappeared from the world."

Zuo Wei said lonely.

Okabaya spoke gently: "I can understand that you can't bear to leave that little light. People and ghosts are supported by emotions. You are his friend and the teacher who enlightened him to play Go. I miss your last wish, to see Mitsuki Mitsu grow in the future, right?"

"Maybe this is a luxury, but I really want to have another chance in the future. Standing in front of him and watching Xiaoguang leave without retreating and without wasting his talent in Go, he will cheer up again, grow and make progress in the days to come, and be close to the end that I have reached for hundreds of years."

Zuo Wei held the folding fan tightly and lowered her head. Her voice carried the feeling in her heart at this moment.

Okata stood in front of him, knowing that he would come to find him, but at this moment, more feelings emerged than originally expected.

Zuo Wei raised his head.

"Mr. Okaga!" Those purple eyes flashed with condensed charm, and their faces were filled with pleading and hope.

"Hundreds of years of loneliness, hundreds of years of torture, I have no choice but to be helpless, maybe it's because I'm willful, maybe it's because I'm too eager to have too much. But I long for the opportunity to see Xiaoguang and see the chess game played by Xiaoguang in my life where I almost lost my meaning."

His desire was brought into his eyes in a short moment through his eyes.

Okara closed his eyes and refused to look at him.

A ghost, because of hatred, can last for ten years, or even decades, because it wants to kill people until its own ideas are achieved.

A ghost, because of nostalgia and paranoia, can wait by his most important person for the rest of his life, silently watching everything about him.

However, the torture and pain they had in Okabata's eyes were far less than this demon who was just around the corner.

The Peaceful Period is now about to enter the modern society of the 21st century.

His obsession and his pursuit are no longer just moving, but more like a shock to his own.

"I have only one way to maintain your consciousness and not completely dissipate."

Okaba opened his eyes and said slowly.

Sae's face was filled with excitement: "No matter what kind of method, I am willing to try it. Thank you, Mr. Okata."

"Call me Okay." Okay nodded.

Seeing him listening carefully, Okabaya explained: "You are a ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years. You should be very clear that thoughts and ideas and like the heart of a human being can stabilize your soul. But once the thoughts are shaken, the subject will collapse, which is what you are now."

Zuo nodded and listened to what Sooka said.

"With my ability, I can't reverse this law, or the laws set by God cannot be eliminated at all. So before your anger completely disappears, there is only one seal for the method I can help you!"

Ogata's voice fell and he looked at Sae calmly.

He was not surprised, nor did he doubt the sensitive word "seal" for ghosts.

A brief silence.

Okabata walked to his desk, took out the key from his pocket, and took out the toolbox he had kept carefully at the bottom of the cabinet.

The lid of the toolbox opened with his palm and exposed it inside, which was specially used as a material and tool for Oka's devil-exorcist weapon.

There is only something that is at the bottom, pressed at the bottom of all materials, and is covered by velvet cloth.

It is the most precious magic weapon of Okara so far!

Untie the velvet cloth, a silver-white scalpel that shone brightly under the light, exposed to the air.

The willow leaves whisper, and the blade is as thin as a cicada’s wing!

Its sharpness and its sharpness are undoubtedly revealed against the backdrop of countless striped talismans on the blade.

Zuo looked at it and couldn't feel a cold sense of fear, as if he could pose a threat to him at any time.

But he quickly suppressed his anxiety.

If Ogata really wants to deal with him, it wouldn't be so troublesome, because he is now on the verge of falling apart and may turn into wisps of dispersed blue smoke at any time.

"In ancient books, I remember that there is a way to find your trustworthy soul body, as a spiritual medium and consciousness, and then seal it in the magic weapon. In this way, the lethality and operation ability of the magic weapon will be greatly increased. The entire consciousness of the soul will also be retained!"

He looked at Zuowei because it was a win-win proposal.

To find a soul as a magic weapon, it is not only necessary that the soul itself has strong abilities, but also trustworthy. For Okata, it was already clueless and almost impossible.

Because once the ghost's strength is outrageous, it will be troublesome to deal with it yourself. Even if you surrender, there is no key factor of trustworthiness.

It can help Zuo Wei.

Okata also believed that Sae was the best candidate for magical instruments and psychics.

Sae was stunned and looked at the scalpel in Okata's hand and was tranced for a long time.

On his face, his eyes blinked, his lips pursed gently, and finally nodded and made a decision: "Mr. Okata, can I still appear in front of Xiao Guang as my true body?"

"It won't be possible in a short time, it will take several years. While I use this scalpel to drive away ghosts, I will divide some of the Qi to cast it, and you will also get benefits as a psychic medium. As long as its quality is achieved, the sealed psychic medium can break the limitations of magic tools and return to its original image."

Ogata will not deceive Sae because trust is mutual. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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