Pirate's Prison

"Finish you!" With the cry, he inserted the spear-shaped ghost lamp into Daxu's brain, and Daxu turned into powder and disappeared out of thin air.

"One corner." Matsumoto Ranju was surprised when he saw the suddenly appeared corner of Madaramu, because he was the only one in the vicinity, and the Reiatsu display was a normal virtual, so it stands to reason that no one would come to support him.

"It's really boring." Madaramu restored the Soul Chopping Saber, inserted it into the scabbard, and complained, "It's not even enough to prepare for exercise."

"Hmph, it doesn't seem to be an opponent at all." Ayasegawa Yuki and Captain Hitsugaya also appeared behind him at this time.

"Captain, Bowie." Matsumoto Ranju didn't understand why everyone worked hard for an ordinary emptiness.

Captain Hitsugaya explained: "Because of the sudden change of Ku's Reiatsu mode, we rushed here, Matsumoto, you are too careless."

"I'm so sorry, but this kid..."

Looking at these sudden appearances, the little boy tucked between Matsumoto Ranju's arms pouted, and said slightly mockingly, "I am an old woman, and I was taught by a child."

Matsumoto Ranju, who was very concerned about the outside world, heard this, and naturally couldn't bear it. He held the little boy tightly to his chest, and said fiercely, "If you say that my aunt is not angry with you, I will never forgive you if you call me an old woman!"

Ayase Chuan Yujin returned to the topic at this time and asked, "Is that a broken face just now?"

"Yeah." Madaramu said, "But Reiatsu is very confusing, so maybe it's not the perfect body."

Captain Hitsugaya came to a conclusion: "No matter what the level is, it's still a broken face, and it must be considered that it was sent by Aizen with a certain purpose."

"Purpose..."

Captain Hitsugaya looked at Matsumoto Ranju and said, "Anyway, report to Soul Society first."

Matsumoto Ranju pointed at the little boy and said, "Then, let me bury this arrogant little ghost."

"What is a soul burial, Auntie." The little boy asked suspiciously.

"I don't remember I said you could be called Auntie!"

"Wait a minute, Matsumoto." Captain Hitsugaya stopped at this time: "Ask this guy about the broken face, and the soul burial will be done after the questioning."

"Since the captain said so..."

"Hey?" The little boy looked at Hitsugaya Toshiro, who was about his height, and said with a corner of his mouth, "Are you the captain?"

"Yes."

"I can't believe it, isn't my age different from me?"

"Let's bury your soul right now..."

That night, the Soul Palace of Souls, the thirteenth division.

Due to his physical discomfort, Shiruro Ukitake had already gone to bed early at this time, but it was an extraordinary period, so he had to endure it for a while.

"A new broken face has been sent to this world?" Shiro Ukitake heard the report that his subordinates rushed over late at night, and hurriedly got up.

"No." Hu Che Qingyin put on the clothes for Captain Uzumaki, and then explained: "Captain Hitsugaya wants you to investigate whether there is such a sign."

"In other words, does Aizen plan to take any action?" Captain Uzumaki frowned slightly, worthy of being one of the oldest captains. His observation was so meticulous that he was almost indiscriminately positioned to the end of the matter.

"What should I do?"

Captain Fuzhu did not hesitate at all, and immediately ordered: "Analyze the report first, and leave the rest to me."

"I understand."

In the present world, in the town of Kakuza, in the home of Orihime Inoue.

After eliminating Daxu, a group of four gods of death brought the little boy who had just been rescued here.

"Ah." The little boy held the back of his head with his hand, and muttered carelessly: "Soul burial or something, corpse soul world or something, I don't understand at all, what are the uncles talking about?"

"Big... uncle?" Like Matsumoto Ranju, Ayase Kawakami, who paid great attention to her appearance, was slightly taken aback when she heard the word uncle. , "You actually said that to me."

Madara eyes said nonchalantly: "Don't you think you are an uncle, kid? You don't need to be so serious."

"No, I can't forgive it! The title of uncle is not beautiful at all."

"Hey." Madaramu sighed, sitting around for so long before talking about the main topic, Madaramu looked a little impatient: "Really, hey, kid."

"It's very dazzling, you bald." The little boy looked disgusted.

"Light? Bald?" At first, I heard him talk about other people, and I didn't need to care, but the word "bald" was a taboo in the corner of the eyes.

"Put on a wig, a wig." The little boy couldn't see that Madaramu was on the verge of anger, because he didn't look at it at all, and Yusi continued to mock.

"What did you say!" Madaramu put his arm around his head in an instant, "Bastard! I don't care about you, you keep talking more and more vigorously."

"It's so noisy!" Matsumoto Ranju couldn't help it anymore, shouted loudly, and everyone hurriedly stopped, "I told you, we have something to ask you, so you have to answer the question obediently, okay?"

With a "hum", the little boy turned his head away.

"After you have finished asking, you will go to a place called Corpse Soul Realm."

Continuing to "hum", the little boy said loudly: "I don't go to that kind of place."

"It doesn't matter, it's not a scary place."

"I'm definitely not going!"

"It's the rule!"

"If you say no, you won't go!" The little boy continued to raise the volume, and then lowered his head and whispered, "I still have things to do..."