non-human secret history

"It's you?" With a calm voice, there was an indescribable sullenness in Wu Mi's tone: "Are you here?"

"Yeah, I'm here." My voice was far calmer than I imagined.

Perhaps because he has seen it before, he can calmly accept the fact that there are always other people around him.

"Why?" He asked without end.

I'm not quite sure what he wants to know, and he doesn't seem to explain what the question means.

After a brief silence, I replied, but it didn't seem to be answering his question at all, but more like an exclamation talking to myself.

"I want to see you."

When she said these words, the woman in Wufu who had been silent before suddenly raised her head, and a look of disbelief appeared on her beautiful face.

And from those eyes that don't have much life, I seem to see a kind of resentment that cannot be described in words.

I couldn't tell who she was hating.But at least, she didn't feel happy when she was with Guiwu Tsuji.

Thinking about it this way, it's probably not surprising that she couldn't understand my desire to see Wu Mi.

Wu Mi looked at me, his expression still sullen.He seems to be thinking about something, although I think thinking about such words does not seem to be very suitable for Wu Mi.

After a long time, he spoke again: "Is that why you hang out with that kind of guy?"

Before I could respond, he continued to speak in an incomparably contemptuous tone: "A swordsman who uses breathing? It's really annoying."

"How far can you do it? It's just a bunch of annoying bugs."

"You're supposed to be by my side, Aya, so why hang out with that guy?"

I don't think he really wanted an answer, he was just expressing his anger.His emotions will always be expressed most straightforwardly, no matter whether he is happy or angry, it is always easy to understand.

He didn't pay attention to Ji Guoyuan at all, even until Ji Guoyuan pulled out his sword, Guiwu Tsuji Wucan's focus was still why I appeared beside the ghost killer team.

However, he miscalculated Ji Guo Yuan Yi's strength.In other words, he never considered how powerful a human being could be.

Flames were burning on the edge of the red sun wheel, as if it was about to burn everything around it, and swept away towards Kiwu Tsuji with a destructive force.

I didn't have time to react at all.

Oni Wu Tsuji's reaction was much faster than mine, and he dodged backwards almost at the same time Ji Guoyuan's Japanese sword was swung out, narrowly avoiding Ji Guoyuan's fatal blow to his neck.

But the end of the Rilun knife in Ji Guoyuan's hand seemed to be alive, and the remaining power of the blow had not been released, but it turned its direction in an instant, and slashed towards Wu Mi's direction.

Wu Mi's aura finally showed a rare panic, and he dodged again, but Ji Guo Yuanyi's knife always followed him until it completely wrapped around his body and cut a long cut on his heart.

Under the huge impact, Wu Mi almost flew out of the body, and then he fell heavily on the ground, and suddenly became silent.

I almost subconsciously wanted to rush in that direction, but I only took half a step forward before being stopped by the man lying on the ground.

"do not come."

Sitting up with some effort on the ground, Wu Mi raised his hand to cover the wound on his body, the veins on his forehead collapsed, and his statue-like facial features became a little distorted due to anger.

The wounds on the body did not heal automatically as expected, which is probably due to the effect of the Rilun Knife in Ji Guoyuan's hand.

After discovering this, Mumai Tsuji finally realized that something was wrong, and a little fear was finally tainted on that furious face.

However, after knocking Oni Wu Tsuji to the ground, Ji Guoyuan did not pursue the victory.He stopped swinging the knife and pointed at Wu Mi with the tip of the knife.

"I have questions that I want to ask you no matter what." There was an unspeakable deep sorrow in his voice, and the timbre in his throat was accompanied by the swaying of the leaves in the forest, forming an almost dirge-like melody .

"What is life to you?"

As soon as Ji Guoyuan spoke, there was almost no turbulence in his tone, but I knew that the emotions surging under that calmness might be stronger than ever.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi is the source of misfortune, and when he faced Wumi, what he carried was not entirely the hatred of being deprived of his loved ones, but actually questioning—even in the face of Wumi, he still remained the same. I hope that I can use the goodwill in the human heart to guess that person's heart.

——He was still too kind after all.

Of course, the ending will not develop in the direction Ji Guoyuan had expected, and it is impossible for Oni Wu Tsuji to answer such boring things as "what is life?"

Life is undoubtedly the thing he cherishes the most, the thing he wants to have the most, and the thing he wants to continue no matter what, but this cherishment is only limited to his own affairs.

As for other people's lives - that should not be his consideration at all.

In order to prolong his own life, he doesn't mind arbitrarily depriving others of their right to live, let alone being ashamed to run away in an extremely embarrassing posture.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan stopped swinging the knife, I knew that the battle was probably over, because even though the tip of his knife stayed close to Kiwu Tsuji, at such a distance, It is already a big enough flaw for Wu Mi.

Wu Mi's eyes suddenly drifted towards me, suddenly, I seemed to see his thin lips trembling slightly, but the shape of his mouth seemed to say——

"do not look."

"Go away!"

There was clearly no sound, but I seemed to hear him speaking in an orderly tone in my ear.

I hesitated for a while, but finally turned around as the man said, and rushed out into the depths of the jungle without looking back.

Ji Guoyuan, who was confronting Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou, had no time to pay attention to my movements at a glance, but my sudden action still caused his breath to shake for a moment.

It was also at that moment that a clear sound of flesh and blood shattering suddenly came from behind.

I just felt terrified—the smell of blood in the air suddenly became so strong that I couldn't even tell whose body was torn apart in an instant, and some icy liquid inevitably splashed on my body But in any case, it doesn't look like it came from Ji Guo Yuan Yi.

It's no misery.

It took me a long time to finally recognize the reality that the sound of blood splattering and the disgusting smell in the air actually came from that person.

But even so, I still haven't looked back.

I don't think what happened behind the scenes was written by Ji Guoyuanyi, the questions he raised have not been answered yet, and there is not even much killing intent on his tumbling fiery blade.

It was his gentleness that allowed Wu Mi to take advantage of the loopholes, and at that moment he chose an extremely embarrassing way to try to get out——

The sound of blades slicing through the air from behind gradually faded away, and the somewhat disgusting smell of blood sweeping through his nostrils finally reached the level where he could not smell it.

Going forward, I can no longer feel Ji Guo Yuanyi's breath, and I can no longer feel Guiwu Tsuji's misanthropy.

I don't know how far I ran in this strange wood, but I just ran aimlessly until I came to the end of the road.

And at the end of the road, I picked up a group of strangely shaped sarcoma in the grass nest on the edge of the cliff.

It looked like a random splicing of minced meat, but it was big and cold, but exuded an inexplicably powerful vitality.

When I saw the shapeless mass, I was stunned for a moment, and then I couldn't help laughing out loud.

"In the end, I still saw the embarrassing look——"

The sarcoid turned slightly, as if responding to what I said.

I'm not sure if this guy still has the normal five senses, but at least I have already judged it when I saw it at first sight—or it should be said that it is "him".

Ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable.

I don't know what kind of mentality he had to escape from Ji Guoyuanyi's hands with this posture. No matter how you look at it, his appearance at the moment is really ridiculous and pitiful.

——Although he already possesses the powerful self-healing ability of a ghost, he is even weaker than when he was lying on the hospital bed when he was severely injured by Ji Guoyuan.

I squatted down, and reached out to hold him up—it was a kind of subtle touch, and it seemed to be no different from ordinary skin, but his completely irregular shape still inevitably made people feel a sense of disobedience. harmony.

I took him down the cliff, and aimlessly took advantage of the night to pass through a rather bustling city - I heard that this is the territory of the Daigo clan.

According to Ji Guoyuanyi, it should be the Warring States period right now, when disputes arose everywhere, but the land under the jurisdiction of the Daigo family was exceptionally peaceful.

If the inhuman power floating in the air makes people feel inexplicably irritated, this place may indeed be a place suitable for people to live for a long time, but the guardian of this land is actually not a god, but a real person. nasty.

I can feel that those powerful big monsters are desperately absorbing something from this land, and the prosperity is the illusion they created on this land in return.

But in any case, such a place full of evil spirits is really not suitable for Gui Wu Tsuji's current situation. After all, he is not a righteous person himself, and it is always difficult for demons to draw power from evil things.

I couldn't help but quicken my pace.

When I was about to reach the end of this land shrouded in evil spirits, I met a strange human being by the steaming hot spring.

It was a blind monk with a lute with a hidden blade on his back.

The spiritual power on his body is much higher than that of ordinary human beings. Perhaps it is for this reason that when his unfocused eyes are facing my direction, I have a feeling of being completely seen through for no reason. .

Such staring made me stop in my tracks, so we stared at each other silently for a long time, so long that I even thought he was essentially an immobile sculpture.

But at this time, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly sounded in the air:

"It's strange."

The author has something to say:

Regarding the phrase "Don't come here", if you know Japanese, please make it "come るな" instead of "come ないて". It's the painting style of the girl comic heroine w

Although Boss Scrap still has the potential to be a heroine...