Grim Reaper: Studying medicine can't save the world of corpses and souls

Immediately, the interrupted Jishang Taimei couldn't help but feel a little weird, as if the peacock that was slowly opening its tail was suddenly hit by a millennium kill, and everything was forced to shrink back in an instant.

"Cheng Jun, don't you need to take a break? I just want to tell you my story." Jishang Taimei smacked her mouth and said like that.

"It's really unnecessary, because I already know." Qian Shoucheng asked.

Jishang Taimei was taken aback and asked. "Chengjun, have you heard my story?"

"No……"

Qian Shoucheng smiled softly and replied. "But Ni's face is full of stories, so I like to read it slowly by myself instead of telling it from your mouth."

Jishang Taimei only felt a burst of electricity rushing straight from Tianling Gai to her heart, and her whole body couldn't help shaking.

That shock... I met my confidant!

This is also the first man who is willing to take the initiative to deeply understand his inner self since Ji Shang Taimei became the god of death.

Who said... that pure friendship and pure confidantes cannot exist between the same sex?

"Chengjun, thank you." Jishang Taimei said with tears in her eyes.

thank me

Why should you thank me? ?

Qian Shoucheng looked at Taimei Jishang with a bewildered expression, feeling that he seemed to be unable to understand the man in front of him.

However, Qian Shoucheng always felt that the atmosphere suddenly seemed to be developing in some weird direction, so he said hastily. "Next one, thank you."

"Okay, let's arrange it!"

Jishang Taimei wiped away tears, and quickly went to make arrangements.

After the success of the first case, the next resident who had a relative who voluntarily provided the "soul transplant" arrived quickly, and Makoto Senshou, who took a break for a while, also entered the state again, serving the residents without stopping. for treatment.

...

For a while, as the news about Qian Shoucheng spread completely, among the residents who lacked souls, it seemed that a little life slowly spread out in the sad and dead autumn, making those residents who were almost numb to emotion There was a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

As the nineteenth seat, Taimei Jishang also organized her subordinates to run among the residents, one by one, to check whether there were relatives or friends who voluntarily provided "soul transplants".

It's just that, as Unozhihuaretsu said, this is a meaningless behavior.

A very small number of residents in Liuhun Street have the opportunity to reunite with their relatives, and apart from relatives, there are very few friends in Liuhun Street who are truly willing to sacrifice their souls for each other... very few!

Even though Jishang Taimei ran back and forth to confirm, but in the end it was less than five fingers, and the proportion was even lower than 5%.

"hateful……"

As the subordinates fed back the results one by one, Jishang Taimei couldn't help showing a bit of despair on his face.

This is a rare encounter with the same idiot in the Goutei 13th Division. In the end, there were only less than five people who had a chance to survive because of this.

"correct!"

Suddenly, Jishang Taimei remembered something, and said to the subordinates beside her.

"You continue to ask if there are any missed residents, and strictly confirm whether they are voluntary."

Immediately, Jishang Taimei hurried towards a direction, heading straight for a sparsely populated area.

Soon, Taimei Jishang saw a lonely house standing on the mountainside, and there were holes in the house that were stared by wooden boards to barely block the wind and rain.

When Jishang Taimei saw this, without the slightest hesitation, she directly pushed open the door that was more decorative than practical. The moment her eyes dimmed, a dagger was directly attached to Jishang Taimei's neck.

"do not move!!"

Yoshigami Taimei was slightly startled, her eyes moved up slowly, and only then did she realize that Ichimaru Gin was clinging to the eaves above, like a vicious poisonous snake, and the "fangs" in her hand were aimed at her neck.

Jishang Taimei raised her hands, away from the Zanpakuto at her waist, and said that she was not hostile.

"Little ghost, you should have an impression of me. I have deliberately put dry food where you can easily get it several times."

Slowly, Ichimaru Gin moved the short blade attached to Yoshigami Taimei, and his light body fell from the eaves. His cold tone seemed to be intentionally softened, and he said.

"I remember you, Jishang Taimei, what's the matter with you?"

"Tsk, it really is as judged by Mr. Cheng, what a rude brat."

Jishang Taimei said while looking at the surrounding environment.

Regarding this, Ichimaru Gin remained silent and did not make a sound.

However, when Taimei Yoshigami's eyes fell on Ichimaru Gin's body again, she suddenly noticed the short blade in Ichimaru Gin's hand, her eyes shrank suddenly, and she exclaimed.

"Zanpakuto?? Kid, where did you get it?"

Ichimaru Gin heard the words, looked down at the Zanpakuto in his hand, and replied.

"Is the name of this thing originally called Zanpakuto? I originally picked up a Death God weapon to defend myself and kept it by my side, but after waking up, it became like this."

! ! !

Ji Shang Taimei.

God... a genius! !

This little ghost's spirit body looks so big, but it has already awakened on its own? !

This is undoubtedly a hundred years in the soul world... No, this is a genius that may be rarely seen in hundreds of years!

Almost subconsciously, Jishang Taimei said.

"Little devil, do you want to become a god of death? With your aptitude and talent, you can definitely become one of the gods of death in the world of corpses and souls, and even becoming the captain in the future is not impossible."

"grim Reaper?!"

Shimaru Gin's eyes flickered, as if he was chewing something, and then asked. "My value...is great?"

"Big, undoubtedly a genius!" Taimei Yoshigami said affirmatively.

Immediately, under Taimei Yoshigami's shocked eyes, Gin Ichimaru slowly knelt down on Taimei Yoshigami and said in a begging gesture.

"I hope to exchange my worth for a piece of your help."

Seeing this, Jishang Taimei said seriously. "You said, even if I can't do it, I will try my best to ask my vice-captain for help."

Gin Ichimaru suddenly raised his head, stared at Taimei Yoshigami, and said.

"No, please try not to disturb any more gods of death. I just hope that you can use your relationship to find a trustworthy god of death to treat a friend of mine."

"Treatment??" Jishang Taimei was taken aback.

"That's right!"

As Ichimaru Gin spoke, he got up and lifted a piece of tatami beside him, and there lay a comatose orange-haired little loli inside.

"Hahaha……"

Seeing this, Jishang Taimei couldn't help laughing, feeling that all this was an amazing coincidence.

However, what Taimei Yoshigami didn't notice was that the short blade held by Gin Ichimaru was vaguely aimed at Taimei Yoshigami's throat.

Ichimaru Gin's squinted eyes exuded a cold light, and he was ready to shoot the god of death in front of him as soon as Taimei Yoshigami said, "So it was you, the brat, who stole this little lolita".