non-human secret history

When I was wrestling with the monster with the bone tail in my arms, the aura of the man who was sitting on the sick bed behind me suddenly changed——

I can't tell whether his breathing has become weaker or stronger, but there seems to be an indescribable pain mixed with the messy to no-rhythm breathing.

"Tsukihiko?"

I couldn't help being a little distracted by the man's condition.

But right now in the midst of the battle, that Kunai is known for being fast, but I was almost taken advantage of by it for a moment of distraction.

So I can only turn around and concentrate on dealing with this monster.

Fortunately, this guy's combat power is really not too strong. After pestering him a few times, I finally managed to kill it.

And when I finally got out and ran to Yue Yan's bedside, his complexion was already as pale as paper.

I held his hand in a panic, only to find that his body temperature had receded little by little, and the warm hand that made me sink had almost retreated to the same temperature as mine. , and the originally smooth back of the hand was stretched with blue veins at this moment, it seemed that the nails were also becoming sharper and longer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

——I seem to understand something.

My body is already mixed with Oni Wu Tsuji's blood, although such a small amount of Oni blood may not be enough to change a human being, but Oni Wu Tsuji's own blood is...

When Yue Yan opened his eyes again, the bottom of those light-colored pupils was already smudged with a little blood color, so this face overlapped more and more with the face that people hate so much after a thousand years.

"Aya." He sat up and stroked my face with some cold hands.

I think he may also be very aware of what kind of changes have taken place in his body.

"Go for a walk," he said.

At this moment, it seemed that he could finally no longer be dragged down by that weak body, and the sky had already dimmed, so it might be okay to just go for a walk.

So I took his hand and walked to the courtyard side by side with him.

Because of the violation of the law, Mr. Susan's most cherished garden has become a mess at this moment.I don't know how many flowers and herbs that were originally scattered in the yard have been destroyed, and even the rocks scattered around have been carved with scars.The once clear pond now has a layer of filth -- it's not what it used to be at all.

"If you see this, Mr. Susan will be angry." I said.

"Yeah, probably to be angry." Yue Yan echoed.

"Last time you picked the flowers from Mr. Susan's garden for me. He didn't say anything, but after hearing from Xuecun, he secretly felt distressed for a long time." When I said this, I couldn't help but chuckled: "Mr. That’s how it is, on the one hand, it’s violent, but on the other hand, it’s very kind.”

"He is really a good doctor..."

"He can always grow flowers very well." What Yueyan said was completely different: "The roses that Tang Guobo brought were also very good, but I always think that cherry blossoms suit you best."

He paused.

"Speaking of which, we were not able to be together during the cherry blossom season last time. If there is a chance, let's enjoy the cherry blossoms together."

Even if you can't feel the familiar temperature, the tenderness is still there.

Perhaps it was because the scenery I entered was too bleak, or when I faced the inevitable parting that was coming, my mood was somewhat conflicted after all.After a short silence, I nodded slightly.

"it is good."

The battle is completely over.

"Maybe I should go and say goodbye to Mr. Susan." Looking at the rosewood not far away that has been cut in half, I said so.

"After all, we still have to part." Yue Yan said, but his steady voice made it hard to detect any emotion.

"Yes, we have to say goodbye after all."

Whether with him, or with this time.

It's just that I never thought I would bid farewell to that kind doctor in such a way.

When I saw clearly the slightly embarrassed Higakiri standing at the door of the pharmacy and the lifeless figure of Mr. Susan inside, Tsukihiko lightly grabbed my shoulder.

I don't know what kind of expression I have at this moment—or maybe there is no expression on my face at this moment.

For me, separation is an inescapable fate, and for Mr. Susan, this ending is also the same.It's just that all of this happened so suddenly that there was no time for people to take any precautions.

"This is probably what he said about fate." Yue Yan raised his hand and stroked my hair: "If it is unavoidable, just forget it as an ordinary thing."

"Perhaps it's a little impolite to say that." Mustache's voice came in abruptly, with mixed emotions: "But in fact, even if he wasn't attacked by the intruding retrograde army, this gentleman's life expectancy would not be too short. lasted too long."

While speaking, his eyes swept over Yue Yan's direction intentionally or unintentionally.

"He will be killed in the end." Mustaki continued: "Although there are some discrepancies in the details, history is still moving forward according to the original track. This is also a blessing in misfortune."

"History..." I repeated the word sarcastically.

This is my mission, and it is the thing I am most familiar with, but when I hear this word now, I suddenly feel a little funny.

History has always only recorded a cold life and death, but only those who have experienced it will know the joys and sorrows behind it.

From this point of view, longevity does not seem to be a blessing.

It's just that the sad thoughts were suddenly disturbed by the medicine jars on the fire.The opened water splashed against the lid of the medicine jar and made a slight noise, like Mr. Susan's last voice.

"It seems to be the medicine formulated for Mr. Tsukihiko." Higiri said.

Although the prescription under Mr. Xu Zuo's body was soaked in blood, the handwriting was still recognizable.Although Xuecun, who went out to find the medicine, still didn't come back, he seemed to have decided to try this medicine on Yue Yan first.

And the soup that was being opened on the fire was his last masterpiece.

It's just that Mr. Xu Zuo probably didn't expect that the man's body had undergone such changes before using this decoction, and what direction this decoction will eventually lead things to is beyond my control. know something.

"Everything will continue in the original direction."

This is what Hikakiri said.

According to the heat written on Mr. Susan's prescription, I completely finished this decoction.

"It's the potion that will make me stronger." Looking at the almost black soup, Yue Yan suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "I will become stronger, so strong that I won't lose you again." degree."

I didn't answer, and I didn't know how to respond to his words.

I can't make any promises to him with my fate on my shoulders, what if he wants to forcibly drag me out of that fate?

Will I gladly accept it?

I do not know.

"This is not something you can decide on your own." It was Hikakiri who said this aloud: "No one can say what will happen in the future. The only thing that can be determined right now is the limited time we can stay here , so even though Xiaoqian would like to stay and take care of you, I can only take her back first."

"As for the next meeting..."

"Maybe we'll never see each other again."

The last sentence, which was as bad as a joke, seemed a little ethereal to my ears, because when his voice was still ringing, a dazzling brilliance suddenly flashed in front of my eyes.

I couldn't help but raise my hand to cover my sight, but when my vision became clear again, what caught my eye was already a different scenery.

"Is it true...we won't see you again?" I asked tremblingly.

"It's a joke." Mustache smiled slyly: "But if Xiaoqian doesn't want to see him again, it's also possible to stop seeing him."

I am silent.

In fact, I know very well in my heart that even if we meet again, he is no longer the boy who is purely liked by me, so the throbbing may not be there, and perhaps it should not continue.

The tears in the corners of my eyes have not dissipated, but I know that this dream is completely over here.

I sighed faintly.

Apart from Tokiri, there were a few strange figures beside him. Although they hadn't met before, they had sensed their aura.Presumably they were the ones who fought together with Hikiri.

Although I don't know the details of the human world, I still do history after all, and the clothes on these people are more or less equipped with something related to the knife pattern, so it's not too difficult to determine their identities.

In addition to Mikazuki Munechi, who belongs to the five swords of the world with the boy Kiri Yasuna, there is also the love of Umaru Yusei who was also born in Kobizen in the Heian period, and the lion king who once belonged to Minamoto Yorimasa, and the Sengoku military general Date Masamune. Knife Candlestick Cut Mitsutada, and...

Feeling a certain aura approaching quietly behind me, I couldn't help becoming vigilant for some unknown reason, but when he suddenly jumped out and yelled "Wow", I was still taken aback.

Seeing my reaction, the youthful Taidao Fusangshen smiled brightly: "Ah, I'm so sorry, did you get scared?"

"Of course Tsurumaruden will scare others." Higashikiri smiled, but his bony hand rested on the hilt of his own knife.

"I saw that she was not in a good mood, and I thought about what to do to ease the atmosphere." The young man took two steps back quickly, explaining with an extremely strong desire to survive.

"Really." Mustache tilted his head slightly, and his smile seemed a little more terrifying.

"I'm really sorry!" The young man in luxurious white immediately bowed his head obediently at me, to show his sincerity.

"I..." This reaction made me a little embarrassed: "Actually, you don't need to care so much. I'm also very touched that you can deliberately make me happy."

The young man immediately raised his head when he heard the sound, and looked at me with bright eyes: "Really? That's great!"

"By the way, I am Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and I will try my best to create more scares in the future!"

The author has something to say:

I guess you must have forgotten that Yamei's blood has the blood of the boss w

Boss: I ghost myself! (?)

But we all know that when the boss raises a ghost, the blood volume determines the strength of the ghost, so the boss who just absorbed a little blood is still very good at heart, so he can't fight against Mustache. In the end, it is still the boss who makes him the ghost doctor's medicine

Then about the death of the doctor, I was actually struggling when I wrote the outline. In the first version of the outline, it was the boss himself who killed Mr. Susan, but later I felt that there would be bugs in the timeline and other settings, so I changed it to Throw the pot to the inspection.

If he doesn't do it, it doesn't mean he won't do it, but the appearance of Jianfei makes this paragraph Schrödinger's killing intent.

I don’t know how to wash him with that crumb, after all, if he’s not crumbly enough, I probably wouldn’t like him so much if he was shaking m(?)