Chapter 63 Chapter 63 Are you willing to die with me for love?

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Mo Shiyu stared blankly at the doll in Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand.

Three of the four pointed tips of the doll were gone, its white hair was torn into pieces, its torn hem was floating lightly in the air, and its head was drooping lifelessly, like a broken doll discarded in a garbage dump.

Noticing Mo Shiyu's gaze, Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to have misunderstood something. He lowered his head, stroked the doll, and explained softly, "Don't worry, this is just an ordinary doll, not a bug."

"...Yeah." Mo Shiyu forced himself to look away and look at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

The black-haired, cat-eyed police officer didn't look much better than him. There were long and thin bruises on his exposed arms and neck, and a little dried blood on his white shirt.

There was also blood on Mo Shiyu's back, and it was also stained with the juice from the baby's body, making his hair wet and sticky.

As soon as they saw each other, they guessed each other's previous situation.

Mo Shiyu put away his bayonet, slid down against the wall, and panted exhaustedly for a few times. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at the weapon in Mo Shiyu's hand and sighed softly, "I guess you're not an ordinary person."

Mo Shiyu weakly curled the corners of his lips and said, "Ordinary people probably can't get out of the cocoon either."

He propped himself up and raised a pale hand, "Mo Shiyu."

Zhu Fujingguang was stunned for a moment, "Mo Shiyu?"

Mo Shiyu hummed. "It's not easy to pronounce, is it? I know there's no shi sound in neon, so it's okay to pronounce it as xi."

No, this was not what surprised Zhu Fujingguang.

Before he came to Yokohama incognito, one of his close friends, Jinpei Matsuda, had mentioned this name.

"Hiro, we met an interesting little guy..."

"As long as you're a police officer, you can't let him go... There's something mysterious about him, as if you're about to see him get killed..."

"There are many mysteries surrounding him. The police database has been deliberately erased of his information..."

"He saved Hagi."

This is not a common name.

Zhu Fujingguang came to his senses, raised his hand and shook it, using the force to help him up, "Luchuan Guang."

Mo Shiyu paused. Jingguang used a pseudonym?

Has he infiltrated the organization?

The situation was urgent, so Mo Shiyu didn't dwell on these trivial matters. He touched Zhu Fu Jingguang's wet white sleeves, twisted them in his hands, and said, "Mr. Lu Chuan, is your body also covered in the melted tissue fluid of the baby in the cocoon?"

Zhu Fujingguang subconsciously pulled him back, "Baby?"

"Your experience was different from mine?" Mo Shiyu briefly explained his situation. "A baby grew out of my cocoon. It clung tightly to my back and tried to melt into my body, but after I crawled out of the cocoon, the baby melted away. I was poisoned and couldn't move, so the liquid flowed onto me."

Zhu Fu Jingguang tugged at his sleeves and shook his head.

"This is indeed the tissue fluid from the cocoon. But I didn't encounter the baby."

"My cocoon is right here, a series of stone rooms. Inside the cocoon, a person's limbs are firmly fixed, and white silk is used to dangle juice, which is then fed into the person's mouth. After drinking the juice, the person's back becomes itchy, as if wings are about to sprout, and the limbs become slender."

Zhu Fujingguang escaped without swallowing a few mouthfuls of the liquid, but he still felt as if he had grown four or five centimeters taller, and his wrist line had successfully passed his crotch...

Mo Shiyu couldn't help but frown.

Is the situation in each cocoon different?

So far, there are single cocoons, cocoons nestled in rows of stone houses, and even cocoons forming an entire stone wall...

Are the types of insects bred in different areas different?

The people in the cocoons on the wall had swollen beyond recognition. Their skin burst open like Kyoho grapes when hit, and the flesh and blood that burst out were carefully packed in a cart by the Moth People. According to them, these were "sacrifices" to be handed over to the "priest."

It seems that only his and Zhufu Jingguang's cocoons are breeding insects, while the cocoons in the wall are only breeding sacrifices made of flesh and blood.

"Anyway." Mo Shiyu closed his eyes. "I suspect those moth people can smell the odor of this liquid."

He told Zhu Fujingguang how he was exposed. "When the moth man found me, he said, 'No wonder it smells so good'..."

Mo Shiyu smiled bitterly and looked at himself who was soaked by the melting baby.

"Moths communicate with each other through glands secreting specific pheromones, and it's likely that Mothmen can do the same. If we go out, we might be as conspicuous to them as a light in the dark."

"This must be resolved before leaving here, otherwise leaving will be like going to die."

***

The stone chamber fell into silence for a moment.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes became heavy.

The stone chamber is an enclosed space, and the moth people outside may not be able to smell it, but they cannot stay here forever.

According to what Mo Shiyu had just said, this place was simply astonishingly large. How many ordinary people were trapped in the cocoon? Every minute and every second they wasted was probably someone struggling in the cocoon.

"I might have a solution." Zhu Fujingguang's voice was extremely calm. "If it goes well, we can get out of this predicament."

His voice sounded softly.

“…”

After a moment, Mo Shiyu lowered his head and took two deep breaths, not knowing whether he wanted to laugh or cry. "This method may indeed be useful, but... leave me here and do it alone?"

Zhu Fujingguang's thinking was very rational. "The moth people are looking for you now. My pheromones will not make them sensitive."

"That's too dangerous." Mo Shiyu whispered, "You're such an adventurer... You're completely different from your cute face."

Zhu Fujingguang smiled faintly, "I took it as a compliment."

***

Zhu Fu Jingguang turned his head to look at Mo Shiyu.

The man next to him was checking his weapons, his pointed pale chin faintly visible among his wet gray hair.

Even in such a miserable state now, the person in front of him still had a hook in his drooping eyebrows, and his smoky gray hair was wet and stuck to his body.

I really can't help but care...

Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu now understood what Matsuda Jinpei meant.

Unexpectedly, fate would be so coincidental that he would meet the child that Matsuda Jinpei had mentioned here.

Zhu Fu Jingguang opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, "Be careful!"

Almost at the same time, Mo Shiyu's ankle suddenly felt heavy, he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground. He reacted very quickly, supporting himself with his hands and looking back.

I saw a palm-sized baby grabbing his ankle. Its shriveled limbs and head were completely inconsistent with its beautiful snow-white body. Its dry and skinny little fingers were tightly attached to his calves, crawling up to his thighs little by little.

What was creepy was that he only had half a body, empty below the waist, and stuck to Mo Shiyu's ankle.

This is a baby that grew out of the tissue fluid on his body!

Mo Shiyu's nerves collapsed, and he pulled out his bayonet and smashed it hard on the baby's face.

Again and again, he almost poured all his emotions into this repetitive action, smashing the baby's upper body into pieces with the bayonet.

The baby fell to the ground like paper and turned into a pool of juice.

Mo Shiyu clearly felt that the other juices in his body seemed to be stirring.

These juices can also grow new parasites!

Zhu Fu Jingguang pulled Mo Shiyu away from the sap area on the ground and quickly squatted down to check his ankle, which was already slightly dislocated and swollen. "Can you move?"

Mo Shiyu threw away the bayonet, wiped his face, and uttered a few words in a state of collapse, "I'm fine! Follow the plan, you can go!"

No, Zhu Fu Jingguang thought to himself, if this goes on, the person in front of him may not be able to hold on until he can bring his men back.

Zhu Fujingguang made a quick decision, "You come with me."

He took off his coat and wrapped it around Mo Shiyu. He then pulled out his handkerchief and covered Mo Shiyu's exposed face and neck, rubbing it roughly.

Now, for the Moth Man, the only human who escaped is Mo Shiyu.

Both of them were covered in tissue fluid, which was impossible to clean. In order to cover up the smell of Mo Shiyu, they could only use the smell of another person.

This is the only way.

"There's no signal from the electronic devices, but this is a satellite positioning device in my hand. The mission I performed previously..." Zhu Fu Jingguang coughed. "Anyway, the person in this positioning device is not far away. That person, like me, was also captured here."

"He's a person with special abilities. He might be able to curb the mutation in you."

Zhu Fu Jingguang listened outside the door for a while, then holding the baby, he carefully opened the door.

There was no one outside the door for the time being. He made a gesture behind him and helped Mo Shiyu out. They turned several corners with a clear goal in mind.

After walking for about ten minutes, I realized that this place is incredibly huge.

"Are we there yet?"

"It should be soon."

Zhu Fu Jingguang groped for a stone door, lowered his head to confirm it, then opened the stone door and walked in.

***

Inside the stone gate was a white cocoon, emitting a bright white light.

While Zhu Fu Jingguang was closing the door, Mo Shiyu pulled out the dagger and tore the cocoon bit by bit.

The white silk thread was pulled apart little by little.

The person inside fell out and fell into Mo Shiyu's arms. Mo Shiyu was caught off guard and his foot was injured, so he couldn't stand firmly for a while and sat on the ground with him.

There was a muffled sound.

The man lying in Mo Shiyu's arms had clean limbs and no white silk threads wrapped around his body. He slowly raised his face, revealing a handsome face wrapped in bandages.

A pair of iris-colored eyes gently opened, like a sleeping beauty being awakened by a kiss, and he lazily raised half of the corner of his lips.

"Oh, oh," he said slowly and with a smile, "Is this a beautiful dream?"

Dazai Osamu's slender, bandaged fingers lifted a strand of the person's wet, smoky gray hair. "Beautiful Prince Lady..."

"Excuse me...are you willing to die with me?"