Strange Anecdote of Sister Lin [Comprehensive]

"The blood-red moon..." Daiyu murmured, feeling an indescribable slight fluctuation coming from the ancient temple behind her.She didn't need to ask Shesheng, she already knew that the barrier that Ashura clothed had been untied for some reason.

Thunder Wolf raised his paws, wanting to go in, but when he was about to take a step, he was a little scared, and timidly shrank back in front of She Sheng.Because it held the prajna white bone ball given by Asura in its mouth, it couldn't make a sound, and could only whimper softly from its nose.She Sheng stroked its neck hair to comfort it, and was about to tell Daiyu to wait where it was, and go in to investigate the situation by himself, when he saw that Daiyu's face had turned pale, and she was walking leisurely inward.He frowned in embarrassment, so he had no choice but to follow.

This Fudo Myoji Temple looks quite small from the outside, but it feels more spacious inside.And in this not-so-small space, it was filled with corpses of ghosts in disorder, and the flowing blue blood almost turned the dry landscape in the courtyard into a faint blue lake.A few petals of camellias fluttered on the pool of blood, the blue was extremely blue, the red was extremely red, and it was extremely gorgeous.

Daiyu saw that the heads of those ghosts disappeared, or their hearts were strangled, or all their limbs were severed by sharp knives, leaving only their bloody torsos like rag bags. The death patterns were different, but all of them were bloody. Terrible, obviously being involved in a killing without fighting back.The strong rusty smell made her almost suffocate. Seeing her shaky figure, Xie Sheng stepped forward quickly, covering her sight: "If you can't stand it, don't look at it. Let's go out to get some fresh air."

Daiyu shook her head, her eyelashes fluttered in panic, and trembling in the palm of Shesheng's hand: "Is that her?"

"No. If Asura strikes, these things will only be blown into a pulp." She Sheng said calmly.

"Then...could it be the person you mentioned?" Daiyu's breathing also trembled a little.

This time, Xie Sheng was silent.The corpses of these ghosts are still fresh, and the time of death should be within an hour, which is when he caught a glimpse of the shadow of the suspected ghost gatekeeper entering the temple.To be able to kill so many ghosts within an hour, this person's strength is terrifying.And during this time, Asura was also in the temple, and the barrier she set up was untied for unknown reasons, until he and Daiyu came here, Asura didn't say anything, the situation was really bad.

Obviously, what he was thinking, Daiyu also realized it, and even Leilang realized it with his bestial intuition.When the two looked at each other silently, Leilang smelled Asura's breath, and immediately rushed towards the temple with the Prajna bone ball in his mouth, and Xie Sheng hurriedly pulled Daiyu to catch up.Compared with the mountains of corpses outside the temple that looked like Shura hell, the ground inside the temple was covered with bright red and beautiful camellias. Such a gorgeous color seemed like blood, just like the blood line across the neck of a girl.

Asura was lying on the ground, the statue of Fudo Myoyo behind him had a majestic and ferocious face, and the beautiful camellia beneath him was dazzling.A samurai dressed as Onomimon was drenched in blood, panting for breath while holding a knife.

The first ray of blue-gray light at dawn dipped into the ancient temple, and She Sheng and Dai Yu could see clearly the blood-stained handsome face of the warrior at the same time.But the samurai turned a blind eye to their existence, just looked at the knife in his hand in a trance, and then followed the drop of blood slowly slipping from the tip of the knife, and saw clearly Asura's corpse on the ground, which looked like a young girl.

"I killed a child, I killed a child!" He let out a miserable howl, and ran out like crazy.

In this way, Ashura, who had caused many troubles to Shesheng and Daiyu in the past few days, fell in the dawn of Fudo Mingwang Yuanri.

The samurai's screams brought his wandering sanity back to reality, and Thunder Wolf wailed, ignoring the beloved Prajna bone ball that rolled away with the movement of opening his mouth, and rushed to lick the dizzy blood on Asura's neck, trying to use The most primitive instinct of beasts, to promote the healing of her wounds.But all the hard work was doomed to be in vain. After the blood was licked off, only the broken neck bone was exposed.

She Sheng stared at the cut on Asura's neck, his pupils shrank slightly.

What a frenzied, desperate knife to survive.

But just relying on this knife, Lian Shesheng is still [-]% sure to take it, although the consequence may be serious injury.But the knife he was able to take was enough to prove that it did not have the power to subdue Asura, unless...he stared at the mysterious and crazy smile on Asura's face.

How crazy and peaceful, treacherous and satisfying death.

"Yin Yusheng, do you still remember your promise? Remember your promise!" The little girl's silver bell-like voice drifted through the dense clouds of consciousness, echoing endlessly in her mind.

Xie Sheng let out a foul breath, and suddenly understood Ashura's madness.She has stayed in this world for too long, but she has never belonged to this world.There is no one who can connect with his body, nothing that can be owned by his body, and no place to allow his body to return, so in the end, it can only ignite an inextinguishable flame of madness.And the only thing that can bring her peace is the long-awaited, sweet, peaceful... death.

"Remember your promise." Asura's voice rang in his ears again, like a man-eating bee coveting blood.She Sheng thought to himself: "My promise...isn't it 'to stay with you until your death'? It has been fulfilled." But when he first promised, he thought he would have to deal with this unpredictable female devil for a long time, but instead Didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

As he thought about it, while feeling a little terrified, he also rarely felt some emotion called sadness.But Daiyu had already knelt on the ground, took out a towel, spread it out, and covered Asura's face and the hideous wound on her neck.Just like that, a drop of tears fell, followed by a second drop, and a third drop... There were small round wet marks on the clean white towel.

"If... if I hadn't mentioned that we are not in the same place as her, she wouldn't have left at night, and she wouldn't have died." Daiyu cried.No matter how much trouble this female demon with the appearance of a girl brings her, Ashura still has her cuteness after all, and has never done anything that really hurt them.They wanted to get rid of her, but not in this way.Now that she died in the temple, all that is left to Daiyu is endless remorse and regret.

She is like this, so why not for She Sheng?Although Asura was violent and arrogant, talking to himself, unable to communicate, moody, hateful and disgusting, but he only wanted to use his own ability to deal with her instead of hoping for her to die unexpectedly.A strong person should always have an ending worthy of her, instead of hastily ending in a dull life.If he could have followed without thinking when Ashura jumped into the temple, he could have stopped the samurai—but he hesitated.The remorse brought about by this hesitation, he thought he would never forget it.

"I don't blame you." She Sheng whispered.

Don't get married, it will only increase sadness.

He squatted down slowly, held Daiyu's fragile shoulders, and slowly let her lean into his arms: "We buried her."

The author has something to say: Daiyu: If I hadn’t provoked her, she wouldn’t have committed suicide. It’s all my fault, woo…

She Sheng: If I hadn't held her back, she wouldn't have died. It wasn't your fault, it was my fault.

Author: Actually, it was the time's fault. Without you two, she would have died on this day. This is a plot kill.

She Yu: ... Get out!