This joke is not funny.

Tamaki Ichi soon noticed this, he coughed and said, "Let's go ahead and talk about the Asakusa Shrine."

Asakusa Shrine is located in Keioyama, Gunma Prefecture. It has always been a hot topic, and there is no news of curses or strange stories.

When Tamaki briefly talked about the general situation of Asakusa Shrine, everyone fell silent.

Similar to the Sakura Mountain, there are still legends of missionaries that can be used as a reference. However, there are no rumors in Asakusa Shrine, and no traces are available to find, which means that some preparations cannot be made in advance.

"I hope there is still a chance to go to Kanagawa Prefecture."

Shi Yunan suddenly said.

Qin Wenyu and Yu Sheng Wenxin didn't speak.

The number of people in this Red-level Festival was really too small, only three of them. Moreover, this was the first Red-level Curse of the Feast in the past ten years, and the entire Feast Festival was staring at them.

No one knows whether to make a good start or be wiped out.

For a moment, everyone lost interest in speaking, and the biggest threat still came from the banquet. What is the red face and the murder of the escaped people in the past are not the most important.

What is this damn feast?

Everyone is asking in their hearts.

To this day, Qin Wenyu has also discovered that the banquet is completely different from his previous imagination.

He originally thought that since there are ghosts in the world, why should people be afraid of death?

But now, more and more examples are telling him that this idea is wrong.

They have no feelings and cannot communicate. Some ghosts, Qin Wenyu, cannot even determine whether the other party was transformed from the human soul?

For example, the ghost in the Snow Mountain Snow Mountain that looks like a monkey, always playing with the souls of the deceased.

Those college students had long died, but their souls had been played with by the monkey-like ghost, and it still exists in the narrow snow-capped mountains.

What exactly is it?

How did it form?

The only thing Qin Wenyu can be sure of is that it exists.

It appears not because it was chosen for the feast, but because it was there, it was chosen to become a place for the feast.

There is a decisive difference between the two.

In short, these ghosts and curses are not like residues of human souls at all, but rather like some kind of higher-dimensional existence that is ignorant of the current human beings.

Their behavioral logic is often impossible to be deduced in human ways.

So, why does the feast exist?

Just to make these tiny humans hysterical in front of the fear of unknown and death?

Qin Wenyu couldn't figure it out, and was everyone selected by the banquet random?

If it is really as Tamaki said, every facet represents a personality trait, then the logic of choosing people for the banquet can be guessed.

It is choosing humans with different personalities.

In real life, although human personalities have differences, most of the areas of the personality overlap, and some slightly prominent parts can be regarded as the uniqueness of each person.

And the person selected by the banquet seems to have a certain personality trait that is unusually prominent?

Although Qin Wenyu has not seen many people at the banquet, the people in this ward are not normal people just by taking them to normal society.

For example, Tamaki Ichi, he has been using his own unique face to make a name for Shuituko as an example, saying that he enjoys the feeling of becoming a leader.

But is this really the case?

Although he was hiding well, what Yukii didn't know was that when he first met Qin Wenyu, he forced a teacup and was seen outside the window by Qin Wenyu.

Qin Wenyu never said that, but he knew very well the violence hidden in this guy's bones.

Perhaps Shuitun Boy represents not the characteristics of a leader at all, but cruelty, cruelty and so on...

Five days later, the Red-level Festival was the Red-level Festival. The three unlucky guys agreed on a time. Because Qin Wenyu was injured, he went to Gunma Prefecture on the last day. Hanyu Funxin and Shi Yunan went to the shrine first to check it out.

Soon, everyone in the ward left, only Yayoi Yumiya was still standing by the window.

Qin Wenyu looked at the white ceiling quietly and suddenly became hesitant.

This is the first time in twenty years that he feels that he is not decisive enough.

"Yugong...can you ask you a question?"

"I don't like you, staying is out of humanitarian care, and the hospital is responsible for food." Yayoi Yumiya replied step in advance.

Qin Wenyu was stunned. What is this woman thinking?

"I want to ask you, can't blood transfusions be allowed between immediate relatives?"

Under Qin Wenyu's strange gaze, Yayoi Yumiya, who had always had a poker face, his ears turned slightly red.

"Can...can be able to lose, but there are risks," her voice was a little strange. After avoiding Qin Wenyu's eyes, she said quickly: "The blood of direct blood relatives contains similar lymphocytes, which will repel each other. Usually, people who receive blood are in a weak stage and their immunity is poorer than those of the blood donor. The lymphocytes in the blood donor's blood will destroy the organs of the blood recipient for a period of time, and in severe cases, it will lead to direct death."

“Medical, this is called graft-versus-host disease.”

It seems that she has finally recovered from her calmness.

Qin Wenyu listened to her voice, but what echoed in her mind were the sounds she heard in her semi-coma yesterday.

"Doctor, please use my blood. He and I are of the same blood type!"

"Are you and him immediate family?"

"no!"

"But, you look..."

"I said no! Doctor, it's important to save people!"

So, he has no blood relationship with me, just looks like a simple person?

Qin Wenyu turned his head and looked at the gunshot wound on his right shoulder.

Hanyu Fu-sin...

Smiling...

If you have nothing to do with me, then your personality traits must be so kind that you are beyond ordinary people.

Hanyu... Wenxin.

———

After leaving the hospital, several people parted ways.

Suddenly, Shi Yun'an stopped and he rushed into the convenience store next to the road, trembling all over.

"Paper...pen, give me paper and pen!"

He yelled at the convenience store salesperson.

"Yes... OK, OK sir."

The part-time girl was so scared that her face turned pale. She quickly went to the shelf to take out a notebook and a pen. Before she could hand it to Shi Yunan's hand steadily, she was snatched by him.

The thin and tall man lay on the ground, his face ferociously, and his hands were bulging.

That ordinary pencil wandered around the notebook.

The salesperson was both scared and curious, so she secretly glanced at Shi Yun'an's painting.

Suddenly, her already pale face immediately turned bloodless.

It was almost noon, but the morning sun was suddenly shrouded in clouds, and the streets that were crowded outside the shop suddenly became so quiet that it made people feel panicked.

This man suddenly began to draw his own self-portrait?
Chapter completed!