non-human secret history

In fact, with Naoko's status in the troupe, she doesn't have her own happy house.But when Tong Mo and I went backstage, Naoko was the only one in the room shared by several actresses.

Seeing such a scene, I also waited outside the door with great interest—in fact, I probably guessed what would happen in the room.

The sound of rubbing clothes and the whispers of the two people in the room naturally couldn't escape the senses of the ghosts. It didn't take long for the air to be filled with a faint smell of blood, and the whispers in the room gradually calmed down. , replaced by the rustling sound of broken flesh.

I think I should have shot to stop it.

The reason why human beings have such a big misunderstanding about the ghost race is rooted in Tong Mo's behavior at this moment, and right now he is only a door away from me.

But I was unexpectedly completely unwilling to do it.

"I have eternal life, and after you merge with me, your beauty will also become eternal." This is Tong Mo's answer to the child.

This is simply an excuse to lure prey. I know this very well. There is no bliss in this world, and it is impossible for Tong Mo, who is an evil ghost, to send people's souls to bliss.

But the girl believed it.

She believes that the person she loves will give her what she wants most, even if it is the most unbearable ending in the eyes of others, she is willing to do so.

—I don't want to break her dream.

Or I prefer to believe that this is just my dream.

The nearly shattered memory made me feel nothing real about everything around me. Although the breath of human beings I felt before was real, and the scenes of performances on the stage were also real, the rustling in the room that was heard by my ears at this moment The sound also seems to be real.

But I still can't be sure that this is reality.

——So if this is just a dream, then it doesn't seem to matter if I ignore what happened in that room.

After finding a good excuse for my withdrawal, I always seem to be able to look at some obvious wrongdoing with peace of mind.

"Ah, I didn't expect that we would meet again."

Suddenly, a gentle female voice with a smile came from my ear.Looking around, it was the woman who was sitting next to me just now.

It's just that at this moment, the child is not by her side.

"I just sent Yui to her father." The woman walked towards this direction naturally: "It's a rare moment to be on stage for the first time. I thought it would be better to say hello to Naoko."

I was startled.

I can't be sure what will happen if I open the door at this moment, and I don't know what kind of reaction the woman in front of me will make. Although I am a little curious in my heart, it is almost instinctive, I still speak out stopped her.

"Tong Mo...I mean the person next to me was talking to her." Standing at the door as if nothing had happened, I just blocked the woman's way.

There was a moment of surprise on the woman's face.

"He is the patriarch of the Eternal Bliss Sect." I said again.But it's not for explaining anything, it's just an ordinary statement.

So the woman's eyes were dazzled, and then she raised her hand to cover the corners of her lips, and said with a chuckle: "It's really surprising, it turns out that as the patriarch of a sect, he will be like ordinary people, with the person he likes— —DATE."

I have heard the same word in Tong Mo's mouth, but I don't know what this imported word means—or even if I know it, I don't care, because I know that no matter what Tong Mo's words are No matter how ambiguous, I am not with him, nor will it be that kind of relationship.

In fact, I don't know what else I can talk to this woman, let alone what direction things should go.

The sense of disobedience, all I can feel is a sense of disharmony that is almost divorced from reality, as if something bad is about to happen.

And as if the ominous premonition in his heart had finally come true, when the air fell into a brief silence, a breath suddenly broke into this not-so-wide corridor.

And when I noticed this breath, I just felt that my whole body froze.

The footsteps of the person came in a hurry, and there seemed to be an unreasonable anger in his breath.And the emotion he carried made me feel uneasy for no reason.

I even wanted to escape for a moment, but when I saw those scarlet eyes, my body seemed to be imprisoned by something, and I couldn't move at all.

The woman around her probably also noticed the subtleties in the air, but she obviously didn't understand why the atmosphere became like this.

"Mr. Yueyan, what's the matter?" Somewhat at a loss, she looked sideways at the man walking towards her, and her voice was full of doubts: "Is Yuyi not with you?"

The man didn't respond to such words, but I, after understanding the meaning behind this sentence, trembled uncontrollably.

what's going on?

The man who made this former actor give up the stage and enter family life with a happy face, the man who made her beautiful face float with a little pride and shyness when she mentioned it, the man who made her yearn for, let The man she cared about turned out to be——

"Got you."

A familiar deep voice rang in my ears, as if in a dream.

——This is really a bad dream.

In the next moment, the traction from my wrists made my center of gravity a little unstable, but before I fell, I hit a familiar chest, and then a pair of arms wrapped around my shoulders.

I subconsciously wanted to struggle.

But this kind of ineffective resistance just made the other party lock me up even tighter.

"I remember." Almost close to my ear, the man said this, his cool breath made my trembling more obvious: "Or I suddenly have a memory about you."

"Aya."

It was a voice so familiar that it made people addicted, but his tone was not as gentle as it was back then.

——It must have cooled down along with his body temperature.

But I still feel like my heart is beating out of rhythm.

"Yueyan..." With a trembling voice, I finally announced this familiar name between my lips and teeth again: "No. It's not..."

I held my breath, and my voice became lower and thinner, so the excessively strong beating in my chest became more and more obvious.

"... Ghost Dance Tsuji... no misery."

He didn't respond to me, or maybe it was because too long time passed, I'm afraid he himself didn't know how to respond to me.

"Wait... Mr. Yue Yan?"

Before I was more immersed in this inexplicable and weird atmosphere, the voice of the woman full of doubts instantly made me feel chills.

I don't know what I am to this man, Onimai Tsuji, but recalling the expression on that woman's face when she mentioned him, I just feel that all my previous entanglements are more like a joke.

——Or not, after all, for him, there are always thousands of years to dilute the so-called feelings, and then naturally allow other people to stand by his side like me at that time, and he may invite others Watching cherry blossoms, I will pinch roses and give them to others.

And when he saw me again, he could still hold me in his arms with a calm face like before, but that feeling has probably changed.

Or maybe it was different from what I imagined from the very beginning.

"You let me go."

When he spoke again, his voice was surprisingly cold, with a bit of unexpected hoarseness.

I felt the man's body froze slightly, and through this moment, I finally broke free from his restraint.

My mind was in turmoil, the past and the images in front of me were constantly overlapping, which made me more and more confused, so that I failed to notice the suddenly blurred vision and the unexplained coldness on my face.

When the finger with the long nails passed by the corner of my eye, I turned my head away subconsciously, which caused the man in front of me to frown.

— seems to be angry.

But why should he be angry?

I was not his accessory, and he was the one who deviated from that time first, and I was the one who was forgotten.

I knew it, I knew it from the beginning, when I got back on this track, it was going to feel strange when I saw him again.People change. After so long, this man is no longer the same person as the sick and weak boy.

The guy standing in front of me right now, he's just Mumai Onimai Tsuji.

Suddenly, a fine silver bell sounded in my ears. It was slight, but very clear, as if it could lead people out of the dense fog-surrounded environment—I don’t know why, but I thought so at that moment.

And when I followed the voice and saw the face with the coquettish makeup, I felt a chill spread down my spine inexplicably.

She looked at me, and the smile on her face was a bit weird - and she walked towards me with such a smile, completely ignoring Onimai Tsuji, who was still frowning at the side Wu Mi and Jiacheng Li who are still out of condition.

I subconsciously wanted to step back, but I just bumped into the door panel behind me.

The woman who was getting closer and closer didn't speak at all, but just stretched out her hand towards me, but she didn't hold a sharp weapon like a sword in her hand, but a delicately shaped thing that looked like a compass.

Immediately afterwards, a glaring white light lit up from the center of the compass, and everything around it became silent for an instant, except for the whistling sound like a strong wind coming from my ears.

Not long after, the dazzling light dimmed, and the sound of the strong wind blowing disappeared completely.And when I got used to the slightly dim light in front of me, I realized that all the people who bothered me before had disappeared, and the corridors of the originally beautifully decorated Empire Theater had also turned into dark woods.

Footsteps suddenly sounded in my ears, and what I could perceive was a strange but extremely powerful aura.

It is the breath of human beings.

Following the source of the breath, I looked back, only to see a young man in dark red feathers walking towards me.It was a young and handsome face, with scrutiny towards me in the deep pool-like pupils.The dark red flame-like lines on his forehead and the flower-like earrings under his ears are particularly eye-catching even in the night.

He was holding the handle of the saber with one hand, and the solar saber with spiritual power told me bluntly his identity.

——It’s the Ghost Slayer Squad.