non-human secret history

The figure of the blind monk carrying the pipa almost disappeared with his voice, peacefully, like a dream unfolding in front of me with the heat rising from the hot spring.

But in fact, whether that monk really appeared or not may not make any difference to me. Even if it is true as he said, people's souls have their own colors, and I will not be ashamed just because I know such a thing. What changes to make—

After all, according to the monk with the pipa on his back, I don't even have the "original self", so there is no change at all.

As for what he said about Oni Wu Tsuji - in fact, even I have no doubt that this guy will go to hell, this is his own karma, the cycle of cause and effect is inevitable avoid.

But even so, I still want to stay by his side, even if it’s only on this trajectory that I can’t tell whether it’s a dream or reality, but it’s always completely different from where I should live, even if I get along with him. Time is as fragile as a bubble, even if he turned into this funny and pitiful appearance.

But when I stayed by his side, I never thought about the future—maybe I never thought about our future at all, let alone things so far after death.

This kind of thing does not require me to think too much, after all, there is indeed such a "curse" between me and Guiwu Tsuji, which is the strongest bondage, which binds my soul and his soul, and this The "curse" woven by blood will last forever, and even if we all reach the other side one day, we will not be able to unravel it.

And at that time, the only thing that binds me is the "curse" that connects me with him.

Letting go of all the entanglements in the world, there is only a blood curse left. If this is the future I can reach, if I think about it carefully, even going to hell with him may not be too bad.

After leaving the territory under the jurisdiction of Daigo's family, I found a cave with a lot of spiritual energy in the mountains.It was a place hidden behind the waterfall. On the platform surrounded by cliffs and flowing water on three sides, there were still some irregular scars that looked new.

——That was the trace of the battle.

From experience, I have judged this almost at a glance.

In addition to the spiritual energy that was almost overflowing, the air here was also mixed with a little bloody smell, and the evil spirit accompanied by the bloody smell had not completely dissipated.

This seemed to explain to me the character of the former owner of this cave.

There is no doubt that this is a place suitable for recuperation, whether it is for righteousness or evil.

It was also a coincidence that the evil thing that occupied this place before was probably just defeated in a battle not long ago, so Wu Mi and I were able to pick up such a rare place without even doing it ourselves. point.

So I temporarily settled down in this place with Kimai Tsuji.

In the battle with Ji Guoyuanyi, Oniwu Tsuji was seriously injured, and because the opponent attacked with a Japanese sword specially designed to deal with oni, even though he already possessed the strength of an oni at this moment, he was so powerful that People envy the self-healing ability, and it will take a long time to recover from this state.

Fortunately, I don't have anything else to do at the moment, and I don't have any other places to go, so I just stay here and watch that guy change bit by bit.

This appearance is obviously a bit embarrassing, I think Wu Mi actually didn't really want me to see him like this, otherwise he wouldn't have specifically told me to say "don't look" at that time.But even so, he didn't really avoid me.

I don't know what the meaning of such a day is to me, and I can't be sure whether such a time really exists. In a daze and a trance, time is moving forward so silently, I can't even tell the difference How many sunrises and sunsets have I spent here with Wu Mi?

He seems to have wrapped himself in a cocoon, but he seems to be able to perceive everything around him—although he can’t communicate with people as usual, but whenever I half-talk to myself Occasionally, he would tremble in response.

This is a somewhat novel but also very interesting experience. Although everything around people feels unreal, only the fact that "he is here" is shockingly real.

But when I was so dazed that I almost forgot where I was, I would occasionally reach out and touch the "cocoon" that didn't have much temperature, and every time at that time, the subtle sound of growth from inside would also change Be gentle.

- as if talking to me.

I really can't judge how long such a time lasted. In short, this period of time is like flowing water sandwiched between the rock gaps. It seems short, but it is always trickling.I wandered between the real and the unreal like this, until one day when I was half asleep and half awake, I vaguely heard a broken sound, very soft, as if I was afraid of disturbing something.

But thanks to the extra sharp senses of the ghosts, I still woke up.

My mind is still not very clear, I almost subconsciously looked in the direction where Oni Wu Tsuji is, but I suddenly found that the huge "cocoon" has been completely ruptured, leaving only a decayed shell stay on the spot.

I was stunned for a moment, and then my sight was separated by a beautiful face covered with blood-colored patterns.

It was an appearance that I was not very familiar with, but I did recognize those red pupils that reflected my dazed face.

Quiet, but it seems that there are many complicated emotions hidden.

When I saw his curly long white hair and the slightly ferocious fangs growing on his body, I was not surprised in my heart.

I think that is probably his "original appearance" as a ghost.

"Ghost Dance..."

I wanted to call his name, but I only spoke halfway, but my voice stopped involuntarily.

I don't know why there was such a pause, but when I spoke, there seemed to be some subtle changes in the light in his eyes, and I wanted to see the emotions hidden there more clearly.

"What's the matter?" He said in a calm voice, and the emotion just now was quickly replaced by a feeling of playfulness.

Such an ambiguous look at each other is suffocating.

I wanted to say something, but in the end I didn't say anything, because in the next moment, that beautiful face suddenly magnified in front of me.

The cold and soft touch from the corner of the lips swept towards me with the familiar breath, like stratus clouds that suddenly gathered in summer, pressing down with an unstoppable momentum.

Feeling the gradually heavy air pressure around him, it became more and more difficult to breathe, and his consciousness, which was not very clear, also became more blurred under his attack.

"Well……"

The indistinct nasal voice is undoubtedly the best catalyst in this situation, or it may not be the reason, but I always feel that the man in front of me seems to be a little closer.

And through the thin fabric, the ghost's supposedly cold body temperature seemed to gradually become hotter, and the rhythms of the two heartbeats intertwined, forming a delicate and harmonious melody.

This is probably a quagmire, once you set foot in it, you will gradually sink into it, and eventually you will be unable to extricate yourself from it.

Only the last faint voice in my mind kept asking myself:

"Can you just sink like this?"

"If you can……"

"—what will the future hold?"

When his breath finally burned to my ears, I finally made a symbolic moment of resistance - but I couldn't push him away.

When he felt my weak struggle with anxiety, Onimai Tsuji Mumi buried his whole face in my neck, and then he said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"do not move."

"you……"

"You are here." Slightly raised his head a little distance, exposing his already hot skin to the somewhat cold air, he stared at me: "Since you choose to stay by my side, then such It's nothing surprising."

His breath lightly brushed against my ears, his weak voice was very clear in the close distance.

"I've waited long enough, I don't want to wait any longer, and I don't want to be bothered by boring people."

"Stay with me, always, just stay here."

This kind of voice really seemed to carry some kind of magic, which made the already chaotic thoughts even more confusing.

What reality, what past and future, seem to be unimportant in this cave covered by the sound of waterfalls. This is a space completely cut off from the outside world, and there are only two of us here.

So the hands that were originally on his shoulders, which had tried to push him away, wrapped around his neck. With this movement, the distance between the two was narrowed a little again.

The man who felt my response no longer had any scruples. I could feel his slightly sharp fangs gently brushing against the skin, with an inexplicable tenderness.

Even I probably know what direction the next thing will go, but the real feeling brought by this unprecedented experience is much more exciting than the hearsay before.

It's the real feeling of being together.

But just when I was about to sink into such a lingering atmosphere, the man in front of me suddenly stopped moving, and the originally warm breath was instantly filled with a feeling of irritability and anger .

I was a little confused looking at Wu Mi with eyes that had been stained with water vapor for some time, but soon, my doubts in my heart were answered.

Because the footsteps of soft-soled shoes on the stone surface sounded very inappropriately in my ears, before I heard a slightly familiar voice, but it seemed that it should not appear here.

"It seems that I came at a bad time. I'm so sorry."

With a sense of playfulness and seeming frivolity, the young man with the unique pair of iridescent eyes said this unconsciously.

——It’s Tong Mo.

The author has something to say:

When I wrote this, I didn't know who to feel sorry for for a while... Then let me feel sorry for myself w