Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

Yosano Akiko keenly caught a figure out of the corner of her eyes.She raised her eyebrows, she is not afraid of ghosts at all, rather than avoiding ghosts, she wants to dissect them with her own hands to see what the structure of ghosts is, women who like to do things more than think, that's what she said people.

The figure passed by the path below the window, and Yosano Akiko stood there, looking at the figure, and gradually saw the appearance of the comer as he approached.

a teenager.

About 12 years old, with black hair and black pupils, he looks like the most ordinary kid.perhaps.

The reason why I say probably is because it is too quiet.Yosano Akiko was not too far away from the boy, and the two of them looked at each other as soon as they got up and down.Those eyes were too quiet, even to the point of silence, and the golden butterfly on Yosano Akiko's hair spread its wings.

Through the rain curtain, one up and one down, it seems to be the unfolding of a certain story.

The boy raised his eyebrows and waved to the woman above him, and said in a soft voice, "Good evening." Yosano Akiko raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied in the same way: "Good evening." Squeezing it to the back of my head, "It's raining, it's really heavy."

Yosano Akiko put his hands on the window, looking at the gloomy sky, "Yeah, it's really big. It's kind of annoying." The boy laughed a few times, he came down, leaned against the wall, and continued to talk to Yosano Akiko.

"Excuse me, have you seen any flowers?"

Yosano Akiko could feel that the other party had no killing intent or malicious intent.She put her face on one hand, "Flowers? In this weather, even if there are flowers, they will be knocked down by the rain." What she said was the truth, and the boy's voice came from below, "Yes. When will this rain come?" stop?"

"You ask me, how do I know. Compared with this, do you know where this is?" Yosano Akiko's tone is not friendly, nor is it harsh. They are ordinary people who met by chance. is the most normal.

The boy lost his voice, and just when Yosano Akiko thought he would never speak again, his voice came again.

"Here. It's a memory."

【…

I met a girl who, like me, had no parents, no siblings, except she had a grandma.She lives on the second floor and always likes to come to the window on rainy days.

I once asked her why she always came to the window when it was raining, and what she was looking at.

Instead, she asked me in surprise: "Do I have to watch something?"

After hearing her answer, I froze for a moment.After pondering in my heart for a while, I think it is right. Would you ask a person who is in a daze what are you in a daze for?No, because even the person in a daze doesn't know what he is doing.Occasionally the two of us would chat for a few words.

a rainy night.

I stood under the eaves of her house to shelter from the rain, leaning against the wall, and seemed to be able to hear her breathing from above, and we stared at the continuous rain together.

"When will the rain stop?"

"I don't know." I replied, she seemed to be hesitating.As always, I watched the rain screen quietly. This village seems to be especially favored by the rain. The sky is often gloomy and rainy, with an indescribable coldness.

Occasionally there are sunny days, and the sun is extraordinarily warm.Flowers bloom on the branches, and birds that cannot be named will jump around on the branches.

"The time for sacrifice has become shorter..." she seemed to be lying on the window, almost murmuring.At first, the sacrifices were only performed when the river was flooded, but later, it became once a year, and now it happens almost every few months.

"I don't want to die," she said.

I watched the rain and remembered the night when my mother was thrown into the river. It rained continuously from morning to night.

"Are you going to run away?" I asked.For a while, the two of us didn't talk anymore. We both understood that this cannot be like this forever. There will only be fewer and fewer people in the village who are suitable as priests. Maybe it will be her turn soon.

There was a low cry from above, and she was crying.I couldn't help stretching out my hand, trying to catch the rain, or her tears.

......

She really became a sacrifice.

I stood in the crowd and looked at her quietly. She also saw me. She didn't cry or complain about the injustice. She smiled at me, then disappeared into the heavy rain and completely sank into the turbulent river.

I understand.

That year, I was 14 years old. 】

White fingers flipped a page of text, black hair drooped down, the man's violet eyes were extremely quiet, he closed the book, and he looked at the woman in a state of embarrassment, or in other words, her limbs were twisted, her hands and feet were pierced, and piercing marks appeared on her body. A woman with traces, black liquid flowing and dripping from the pierced place.

"You should know my rules." Said Mr. Floating Dream, sitting on the chair with a rather comfortable attitude.Tapping the armrest with his fingers, he supported his face, "Your body should have gone to the detective agency? It's hard for you to be so cruel as to allocate most of your strength to create such a substitute."

The woman's scarlet eyes seemed familiar, she was Naraku, and she was not.As the man said, she is a separate substitute, although she has most of the power of the main body, but that's all, she has no core, and she has a smile on her face.

It's just that the black marks left from the corners of her eyes made her look even more ferocious.

"Of course I know. It's just that you are still so leisurely now?"

Her tone was soft and charming, like a poisonous snake, spitting snake letters, cold and sticky, which could make people feel uncomfortable all over.

Mr. Fu Meng's eyelids drooped slightly, and his whole body showed a careless and lazy look, like a sleeping beast.

"It doesn't matter even if I don't exist." He changed the topic, his purple pupils turned into bright golden, and a cold and stern light flashed from his eyes. Those golden eyes were like golden diamonds, but because of the coldness and the faint tyranny flowing out The breath is more dazzling.

"You are not a person who is good at speaking and strategizing." Those eyes are extremely cold, but also strangely clear, able to see through everything, "You are also a little bit in moderation, I have no free time to play with you."

The black-haired woman laughed softly, because of her laughter, more black liquid flowed out of her body, she seemed to want to control her limbs and get up, "Sir, you don't understand." Her tone was extremely soft, as if To the murmur of the most beloved.

"I don't need to understand." The man's legs were crossed, and his golden pupils looked down at the struggling woman. They were heartless and indifferent. They were not human eyes.

With eyes closed, the man leaning on the back of the chair tapped his fingers on the armrest. After a long silence, he said a few words coldly: "Enough."

He opened his eyes, but there was nothing in the golden pupils, and there seemed to be something flickering around him.

The white lightning suddenly exploded in the air, and the man sat in the middle. The raging thunder suddenly exploded, falling down with an aura of destroying everything, like a punishment from heaven, the burst of light can blind people instantly.

The woman looked up at those golden eyes with nothing in them, and let out a shrill laugh.

【…

I want to start my revenge.

I smiled and looked at the people around me, there was something flickering in their eyes, but I didn't care, I seemed to understand why my mother and she were laughing.

Death has no meaning, some are just man-made, added meanings.

But it doesn't matter, I will use these eyes to quietly watch everything, from birth to death, from rise to destruction.

With quiet yet fierce love.

That year, I was 14 years old.

Rain, it's really a good thing, it can wash everything, isn't it? 】

The sound of running resounded in the path, and the rain fell, but the runners didn't mind at all. Hiding behind a pile of sundries, Kunikida Doppo's eyes were extremely sharp, with a gun in his hand, as if he was on guard for something.The rain rolled down the lens, he held his breath, and quietly captured every sound.

Something is approaching.

"Pray to me."

"what do you want?"

The two sentences kept interlacing, like laughing and crying, with the compassion of a god and Buddha, but with madness.

What the hell is it? !

Kunikida Doppo was swearing in his heart, he suddenly rolled to the side, his clothes were stained with water, which made him look extremely embarrassed, but he had no time to care about these now, he quickly pulled the trigger with his hand, a few bullets Run from the muzzle.

However, there is no point in using physical means to attack something like a ghost.

Kunikida dodged the opponent's attacking claws alone, and ran again.He is afraid of ghosts, this is a fact, but the current situation makes him extremely aggrieved, unable to fight or run, so he can only slowly consume his energy here.Sign up!

When you go out, you must go to the shrine to worship!

Kunikida Doppo was very determined in his heart, and put the visit to the shrine to worship at the top column of the itinerary.

[I know that the people in the village are extremely ignorant.

When I appeared in front of them for the first time, they seemed shocked, but the village head had the guts to ask me if I could stop the flood. I didn't answer, but the water gradually receded, and flames burned in the eyes of those people. .

I was enshrined as a god and Buddha. I made a request. As a price for stopping the flood, they would plant a red flower. Of course they agreed. Not only did they plant a red flower, they also built a temple dedicated to me. I held a box and smiled happily.

very nice.

At first, they prayed to me to stop the flood, and later they prayed to me to improve the land in the village. Of course, I agreed to everything. What I said was the truth. If you pray to me, you can get what you want.It's just that I didn't mention the most important point, you have to pay for what you get.

That's fair isn't it?

There is no such good thing as getting what you want without paying anything in the world.Let me think about it, it is a good thing that there is no pie in the sky, is that what you say?

Originally, you could only pray to me on major matters involving the village, but ah, the human heart is greedy and will never be satisfied.

At first they just came to me privately and prayed to me.

Of course I said yes.

Gold jewelry, silk and satin, beautiful women, all of these appeared from the box in the hand, and people believed that it was a treasure box.

People started to go crazy, one spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and some people traveled far and wide to pray.

The smile on his face became more and more sacred.

until one day.

Someone died.

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Kunikida Doppo stopped in his tracks and disappeared, be it the voice or the strange breath, all of them were gone.

【神は世界を爱するが、私は神ではない。

God loves the world, but I am not God. 】

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Double change, no more, really.

The Wenye novels I bought finally arrived hhhhh

Thank you for liking my text. For some reason, Kunikida’s mother met a ghost.She shed tears for Kunikida's mother.

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