non-human secret history

The little onmyoji's face was as white as a piece of paper, his lips trembled slightly, obviously the inspection of non-violation in front of him still had a considerable impact on him.

In fact, the strength of a single body of Jian Feiwei is not as terrible as imagined. Even a ghost with my strength can easily deal with it. I think Yu Yi may have the ability to fight these guys.But if these guys appear in the crowd of ordinary people, they will probably only bring about one-sided massacres.

This is the result no one wants to see.

"This kind of thing..." Yu Yi trembled and said, "You can just explain this kind of thing directly..."

"But if I just said the existence of Jian Fei Violation, would you believe it, Yoichi-kun?" Seimei replied calmly.

And one was silent.He hung his head, as if thinking about something.

After a long while, he muttered again half to himself: "But I clearly... tried..."

"But it hasn't even gotten to the point where you can get a police officer," I said.

It seems to be mocking.

When I said this, I couldn't help being startled.

I seem to have done things that might change the future, for example, the time I told Mr. Susan the location of the blue Higan flower, but since then nothing special has happened——

How can fate be reversed so easily?

For a while, I felt a lingering fear, a little fortunate, but also a little sad.

The battle with the inspector did not last long, because Abe Seimei didn't really change anyone's fate after all, he just created a feeling that "Ubuyashiki Tsukihiko will die here" at that moment. Possibilities only.

There is nothing to be afraid of censors without follow-up support, but according to Seimei, if fate really deviates from the right track, then censors who are aware of such aura will always appear continuously.

No one knows how they monitor the unfolding of this world, and no one knows what criteria they use to judge whether the unfolding direction of this world deviates from the established track, but they can judge after all.

It's like planning with Ichiwa Ubuyashiki Hikyo for so long, but they still haven't been able to shake the world at all, and Abe Seimei just burst out with real murderous intentions towards Tsukihiko in an instant, which alarmed the inspector Same.

"It really is a terrifying existence." I sighed: "It is also because of the existence of these guys that I can restrict you prophets."

"Not necessarily." Abe Seimei still smiled slyly like a fox: "Or even without the existence of these guys, I'm not very willing to modify what I see."

"After all, everything in the world has its own fate, and I don't have the qualifications to make decisions on other people's fate. Besides..." He paused, and glanced meaningfully at Yu Yi next to him: "I really don't I like things that are too troublesome, and it is more comfortable to cook a pot of tea with friends at home than to control the fate of others.”

"Really." I also smiled, and pointed to Yu Yi: "Mr. Qingming seems to have told me just now, I hope we can stop embarrassing this little brother."

"Is it the unchangeable fate of Lord Qingming to say such words? Or..." I put my finger on my lips and said softly, "Is this the act against the sky that Lord Qingming is willing to take trouble and do? "

"Some changes may not be troublesome." Qingming said meaningfully: "Besides, after all, it is entrusted by an old friend, and I always want to do better."

Yuyi's expression was a bit complicated, he looked at Qingming, and seemed to want to argue, but he didn't say anything after all.He looked a little depressed, but he seemed to be relieved after thinking about it a little bit-but even so, I still couldn't forgive him.

For whatever reason, his previous malicious behavior was not forgivable—at least not by me.

So I looked at Tsukihiko at the side.

His hands are a bit cold, I don't know if it's because he has been standing in the mountains for a long time, or because my body temperature is too low, and I even passed the cold to him?

I smiled wryly.

Neither is.

After finally knowing the truth, he might still be shocked. Even though he was indifferent to the guy he tentatively called "brother" before, after all, he would still call that person occasionally in his ravings.

I know he will know the truth someday.At this time, I suddenly hated that my body temperature as a ghost is always much lower than that of humans, and I can't give him a little warm feeling at this time.

There was no emotion on Tsukihiko's face, he just stared at Abe Seimei and Yoichi indifferently, without even looking at me.

"That is to say, my illness is actually the masterpiece of you and that man, right?" He said in a deep voice, his tone as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Yu Yi was taken aback.

Before he could answer, Yue Yan suddenly sneered.

"Of course I won't embarrass you right now—it's better to say that I can't do it even if I want to collect debts." He said, his voice gradually became cold: "I won't let Aya worry about such things anymore Yes. One day I will settle it myself."

"As for what will happen at that time, that's not something that should be finalized now. Let's talk about it when that day comes." Tsukihiko squinted his eyes and looked at Abe Seimei.

"I see." Abe Seimei nodded: "Then Yoichi and I will wait for your arrival at home."

"Yueyan... no, it's Your Excellency Wu Mi."

"Ghost Dance Tsuji—No Miserable."

Yue Yan was slightly taken aback.

I think this may be the first time he heard this name, a name he has been using for thousands of years, and the moment he heard this name, he was not more surprised or confused, It was only after a brief absence that he naturally connected this name with himself.

As if it was born this way.

—— After all, the name is the shortest curse in this world, and when he is restrained by the name Onimai Tsuji, his life as a human being is likely to drift away.

There is no escape.

After bidding farewell to Qingming, the edge of the forest has begun to light up a subtle halo.

The battle lasted all night.

I walked side by side with Yueyan on the way back to the medical hall, we were speechless all the way.

The air was a little stagnant, presumably because too many things happened that night, even for Yue Yan, it took a little time to digest after all.

"It's almost dawn." I sighed softly, "The sun is about to come out. If you don't hurry back, you will be scolded by Mr. Susan."

"Yes. The sun is about to come out." Yue Yan followed suit.

After taking two steps forward, he suddenly said, "I didn't bring an umbrella when I went out."

"Yeah, no umbrella." I said.

"But the sun is about to come out—" He paused, "Ghosts... are all afraid of the sun?"

I also stopped and met his gaze: "Not all of them are afraid."

"Some can walk freely in the sun, some will melt in the sun, and I'm not—"

"What does it feel like?" He asked again.

I tilted my head, thought for a while, and then said seriously: "It's a very warm feeling, almost hot, addictive, and hard to breathe."

The first ray of sunlight in the morning suddenly pierced the horizon, and the dark sky was instantly torn open with a bright opening.

The warm golden light just went straight across the field and fell on me, burning.

It has always been like this since there was more blood from that guy in his body. It is the most coveted warmth, but it can also completely suffocate people like lukewarm water.I know I should escape, but sometimes, I don't want to escape.

It's like this feeling.

"Is this how it feels?" Yue Yan's voice suddenly approached.

Perhaps because of suffocation, when that beautiful face suddenly enlarged, I didn't even realize what happened, until I suddenly felt a gentle but hot touch on my lips.

I opened my eyes wide.

I remember this soft feeling. In my memory, this kind of touch smells like sweet blood, is cold and cruel, and makes people hate it to the bone.

But this is not the case at the moment.

His half-closed eyes reveal extremely gentle emotions, and perhaps a little mischievous naughtiness, but under the reflection of the gradually thickening morning sun, his face finally gradually blurred, gradually melted, and gradually, it seemed that only the lips remained. Gentle touch, and breathing that became more and more rapid due to throbbing.

I instinctively responded to him.

As a result, the air between us became thinner, and I could feel that his heartbeat, which was weaker than that of ordinary humans, also accelerated a little.

"That's how it feels." He whispered softly.

I just feel a little lack of oxygen, as if everything around me doesn't exist anymore.

Hearing what he said, I didn't even have room to think, I just nodded in response: "Yeah, that's how it feels."

I heard his chuckle.

The memory after that is somewhat blurred for me, and I don't even remember how I got back to Mr. Susan's clinic.

When I woke up again, I realized that Tsukihiko and I hadn't returned all night, and we were in such a mess that it was inevitable that Mr. Susan would scold us, but this scolding never came.

Because Tsukihiko's situation repeated itself.

And this attack seems to be more dangerous than the previous ones.

I blamed myself to some extent, and I also knew that the fear was because I took him outside for a night to blow the wind, but Mr. Xu Zuo said that this matter had nothing to do with me.

"It's because his body is really going to the limit." Mr. Susano said.

"He...will not die." I said this, but after all, I lacked confidence.

The inspection of non-violation did not appear, so he who should have participated in the entire history will not die.

But looking at his weak appearance, I will feel distressed after all——

"I don't know." Mr. Xu Zuo said suddenly.

"what?"

"Maybe his life will not stop, but I don't know what kind of posture he will live in..." Mr. Xu Zuo looked at the pale young man lying on the bed.

"I hope that he will live forever. But think about it carefully, after obtaining such a long life, he will no longer be the same as before."

"So sometimes I can't help but think - is this really good?"