I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

She frowned and thought. After more than ten years, she suddenly realized that ghosts really don't have a mind at all.

Including their great Ghost King.

The long life made them lose the concept of time and give up thinking about things. Most ghosts live like animals without the ability to think.

Naturally, Tong Mo is not included in this list. He often thinks, but a long time ago, in a previous life to be precise, his way of thinking is different from that of humans. Even now, his thoughts are very different from those of ordinary people.

"So," a faint smile appeared on Tong Mo's face. This man's smile sounded like a Bodhisattva who saved people in distress, which made people dizzy, "What is special about you?"

The feeling of the Bodhisattva faded away and another evil ghost appeared.

Kuriyama Kuriko, “…..”

"You can't not say it," Tong Mo smiled brightly and his tone was very brisk, as if it didn't matter if he didn't say it.

But there was no trace of smile in his eyes.

Li Zi knew that she had to say, she could only tell why Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan valued her.

In an instant, Tong Mo sat up straight, his eyes shining, "Ha~~, this is really interesting, it's a very interesting vampire technique."

"No wonder..." His voice lowered, with a smile on his face.

Tong Mo held up his chin. Kuriyama Kuriko's vampire skills were simply created to find the blue Higanbana. No wonder Lord Wuhan would be so tolerant of her. If there really is a Hibiscus flower in this world, it is only a matter of time before we find it.

This time, Master Wuhan's long-cherished wish may come true.

not bad.

Tong Mo also hoped that Wuhan could find the Bibi Flower. "It's very good. If it's useful, I'll just ask," he said with a smile, "Let's find the blue Bigan Flower as soon as possible."

Knowing the ability of Li Shanlizi, Tong Mo was no longer as perfunctory as before, and his attitude became much more correct. He said, "I've been struggling to find the blue Bibi flower..."

Li Zi looked at Qin Ye silently. She really didn't see where Tong Mo was worried. Was it the nerve-wracking moment when you just walked in and collapsed on the sofa, holding a comic book?

Kotonoha blinked and raised the corners of her mouth, listening to Tongmo's nonsense.

"With you here from now on, I can finally rest assured," Tong Mo said in a rather exaggerated tone, as if he was pushing away the dark clouds to see tomorrow.

"Kotonoha, I finally came to the end of my suffering."

Kotonoha looked down at her hand that was being held and said a slow 'hmm'.

Li Zi, "..." stood up and left.

Kotonoha walked her to the door of the bookstore, "When will you come over to study?" and pointed to Mrs. Tocura.

"Let's wait until these things are over," Lizi also wanted to come, but he really didn't have much in mind recently, "I still want to go back to Osaka."

"Then be careful," Kotonoha warned, stepping forward to help Kuriyama Kuriko straighten her slightly wrinkled collar, "That person doesn't have a very good character."

Li Zi thought for a few seconds before she realized that Kotonoha was talking about Tsuji Mukai. She muttered, "Indeed, but I..." There was no other choice, "In more than ten years or decades, what will you choose, Kotonoha?" Woolen cloth?"

Kotonoha was startled. She understood what Lizi meant. Tongmo would never die or grow old, but she would be covered with wrinkles and turn into a handful of loess in a few decades.

"The existence of ghosts," Li Zi hugged Kotonoha and whispered, "are not good things."

She let go of Kotonoha, turned around and blended into the crowd. After walking a few steps, she stood still and turned around, raising a smile and waving goodbye.

Ghosts are extreme and persistent creatures.

Lizi knew it, and so did she. Just like she will always stay by Onibatsuji Muzan's side, but she is also stubborn and unwilling to become a ghost that he wants. She wants to retain the humanity in her body, even if it makes Onibatsuji Muzan unhappy.

"She is sowing discord," Tong Mo jumped out with a dissatisfied look on his face. He heard what Li Zi just said.

"It seems..." Qin Ye looked at Tong Mo and spoke slowly, "In a way, it's true."

Tong Mo's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Kotonoha ignored him, entered the bookstore, went up to the second floor, and started drawing today's design draft.

"Hey, hey, hey~", Tong Mo yelled, reluctantly, "Kotoye, tell me clearly, what does this mean, I don't admit it..." He mumbled around.

Kotonoha's face was expressionless, pretending not to hear, focusing on the drawing paper in his hand.

In the following period of calm, Lizi transformed into an old scalper, working hard, not complaining or being lazy, and reporting on work progress from time to time.

Give yourself a break once in a while.

Two months later, she bumped into Purgatory's family again, but Purgatory Shinjuro was very different from the image in her memory.

Li Zi looked at the unshaven, lifeless man in surprise, and couldn't believe that the drunken staggering man in front of him was the fiery young man.

"Mr. Purgatory..." She murmured, not understanding what happened to make a person become like this. Suddenly, her body trembled as she thought of a possibility.

Yes, did something happen to Mrs. Purgatory...

The familiar voice made Purgatory Shinjuro turn his head dizzy, and it took him a while to recognize the person. He laughed, but it was full of decadence and bitterness, "It's Miss Miyamoto..."

"The wine is ready."

Purgatory Shinjuro hurriedly took out the coins from his wrinkled clothes, handed them to the shopkeeper, and took the wine. There were several things in his eyes, and he took them several times before taking the wine.

The wine seller shook his head.

"Mr. Purgatory..."

Chestnut couldn't do it anymore and screamed again. Seeing the other party's appearance of overindulging in alcohol, her words were stuck in her throat.

"She's gone," Purgatory Shinjuro's voice was so soft that a gust of wind could blow it away.

At that time, thanks to Lizi, there was a doctor, but it only extended the time for half a year, and Mrs. Purgatory still left.

Li Zi's expression was a little sad.

"Hahaha," Purgatory Shinjuro began to comfort Lizi, "Actually, I have had so much extra time, I should be satisfied, haha, Miss Miyamoto, don't worry..."

"It's all over."

After that, he took a sip of strong wine and staggered forward.

"It's all over,"

"It's all over,"

Lizi was a little worried, Purgatory Shinjuro's eyes were full of red blood, and she followed him. She watched the other party stumble towards home, and halfway there, she saw the anxious Anjurou.

Anjuro saw his father in reality, the anxious look on his face softened, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he saw Li Zi following him, his eyes lit up and suddenly became bitter.

Li Zi hesitated for a moment, then walked over and helped to support the person, "Xingshou Lang, let's go."

Purgatory Shinjuro was so drunk that he didn't resist when two people grabbed him.

Along the way, no one was in the mood to talk. When they arrived at the Purgatory House, Xingjuro covered his sleeping father with a thin quilt, filled him with water, and wiped Purgatory Shinjuro's face clean.

Then he walked to Lizi and sat down, "My mother left a week ago and her condition worsened."

Xingshourou said in a suppressed voice.

Lizi turned to look at Xingjuro, wondering if his father was too sad. The child's eyes were dim but he was trying to control his sadness.

Too sensible.

Reminding her of her past self, Li Zi raised her hand and touched Xingjulang's head, then held him in her arms, "Cry, just cry."

"It's my experience."

she says.