When you wake up, you can transcend into a god!

"clear?"

Some hesitation and some disbelief, Ukitake couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, opened them again, and found that the familiar figure had not disappeared as usual, and finally confirmed that the person who disappeared 500 years ago really came back, too Well, he finally waited. As for why he waited and why he waited, Fuzhu didn't think about it carefully. He only knew that when he saw that person again, his heart was filled with joy because of the betrayal this time. It made him almost unbearable.

"clear!"

Several voices sounded at the same time, containing the joy of reunion. Even though the world of corpses and souls has been hit hard at the moment, it is still something to be happy to see friends who have not seen each other for a long time.

"Shishilang, Chunshui, Lie, long time no see!" Greeting with a smile, Zeus turned to the captain of the Corpse Soul Realm who had been looking at him with a thoughtful look, ignoring his exploration and guard , Zeus waved his hand directly, "Oh, old man Yamamoto, you are not dead yet!"

The three of Fuzhu live in embarrassment, Qing, I haven't seen you for 500 years, and your poisonous tongue is still there!

Zeus' rudeness to Yamamoto caused dissatisfaction among many gods of death, but Yamamoto himself laughed, "I haven't seen you for so many years, Qing still loves to joke so much!"

"Old man Yamamoto, your ability to make jokes is not bad!" He really saw that Yamamoto was old and immortal! →_→The thoughts of a certain god who is a few geometric equations older than old man Yamamoto.

"Praise, praise!"

"Where is!"

"Ha ha......"

"Ha ha......"

The two laughed heartily, but there was a gust of wind blowing all around them. Everyone took a few steps back without a trace. The attributes of these two people showed that they belonged to foxes, so it was better not to get close to each other. However, even though they had similar expressions , but everyone's eyes were still on Zeus's face, not because of curiosity or anything, but because they didn't want to hurt their eyes. Captain, you're old and you've lost your luster, so don't compare yourself to the beautiful boy with that shriveled orange peel.

Afterwards, there was no time for Fuzhu and others to gossip and express their longing. After all, the world of souls had just experienced World War I, and there were many wounded, who needed treatment from the fourth team, and there were several injured captains who had rebelled. After three, only Ukitake and Jingle are left to preside over the chaotic order. Old man Yamamoto needs to report this matter to the royal family. After all, this time Room 46 is completely destroyed, and a new round of replacements is needed. produce.

Soon, the slightly injured were healed, while the seriously injured were sent to the fourth team for intensive treatment. The order of the soul world was slowly restored, and the gods of death also began to operate step by step again.

The weather is fine, and the unchanging cherry blossoms in the soul world are in full bloom. On the khaki-colored wooden corridor, Zeus is leaning comfortably on the pillar. Beside him is a small desk. On the desk, there is a jug of sake. And a stack of cakes, just like the rotten wood house 500 years ago, except that the wine is not the wine at the beginning, and the cakes are not cherry blossom cakes, and the person, although an old friend, is no longer that old friend.

Ukitake looked at the side of the boy, as if in a dream. He hadn't seen him for 500 years. The person in front of him hadn't changed except for a slightly raised height. He didn't know why the boy would only leave a simple sentence to the old captain Kuchiki 500 years ago. He couldn't say goodbye any more and left here, and he didn't know why the boy suddenly appeared not long ago. He only knew that he finally saw the boy again. The goodbye after 500 years seemed to make him suppress something in his heart. About to break through the shackles of reason and rush out.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Fuzhu shook off all unknown emotions, focused all his attention on the young man, opened his mouth slowly, hesitated for a while, and finally revealed his purpose of talking to the young man today.

"Qing, Cang Chun, he died in a battle shortly after you left."

Unavoidably, Fuzhu thought of his gentle friend again. After the boy left, that person still smiled gently. It seemed that it had no effect at all. However, in the battle with Xu, he saw that person more and more frequently. The figure, in the end, was seriously injured, and treatment was ineffective.

He still remembers very clearly that at the last second before Cang Chun disappeared into Lingzi, in the midst of everyone's grief, he showed a more genuine and gentle smile than ever before, lingering, his lips opened and closed, and the name he called was Not a father, not a wife, not a child, the voice with countless nostalgia called softly, "Qing..." That name, like a spell engraved on Cang Chun's heart, was the name of the boy in front of him, until Death did not let Cang Chun let go, this should be multiple emotions...

Fuzhu sighed, and withdrew from his memory, only to find that the expression on the boy's face remained the same, he smiled lightly between glances, his blue eyes turned into a cold moon, and he couldn't see any sadness, yes, Don't want to show it in front of others?

Heaving a long sigh again, Ukitake looked away, and looked at the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard with the boy. He remembered that the cherry blossoms in the Kuchiki house were the most beautiful, and when the boy lived in the Kukiki house, his room was full of trees. Cherry tree.

"Master Kuchiki should want to see you."

The boy shook the wine glass in his hand, raised his head, drank the contents of the glass, put the wine glass on the desk, and said the first sentence, "Really?"

The voice was light and joyless, and it seemed that the words just now were just one syllable without any meaning. In fact, there was really no meaning at all. Zeus just answered a dispensable sentence in a meaningful way. He never thought that If someone wants to see me, I should happily run over to let others see me, even though, this other person and I have been my host for 500 years.

Ukitake turned his eyes from the cherry blossom tree back to Zeus's face, looked at it quietly for a while, and finally, he found helplessly that he knew the boy thousands of years ago, had been with him for 500 years, and would often think of him during the 500 years of separation. , but, still can't understand the boy's half temper, it seems that he will explode at a simple point, pointing at people's nose and cursing without any cover, but, thinking about it now, no matter how angry or angry the boy is, those eyes are There has been no waves and no traces, just like the sky in the world of corpses and souls, it has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

With a long sigh, Fu Zhu found that the number of his sighs today is almost as much as that of the previous year, "Qing..."

"Ok?"

Hearing Floating Bamboo's call, Zeus turned his head, his cheeks were bulging, and he still had half a piece of unfinished pastry in his mouth, blinking his eyes, his expression innocent and full of doubts.

"Cough!" Fuzhu turned his eyes away in a bit of embarrassment, not daring to look at Zeus again. Why, at what moment did he feel that the young man made his heart move so much?As if to cover up, Fu Zhu hurriedly opened his mouth, and said what he wanted to say, "Do you want to visit Cang Chun's tomb?"

Swallowing the pastry in his mouth, Zeus evoked a perfect arc, bright and moving, but also showed indifferent sarcasm for no reason, "Why do you want to go?"

Fuzhu didn't seem to respond to Zeus' straightforward words, and asked in confusion: "What?"

After drinking another glass of wine, Zeus put the white porcelain cup in his hand and played with it. His fingertips, which were more crystal clear than white porcelain, slowly traced along the cup, his eyes were lowered, a little lazy and a little careless.

"I mean, why go to Cang Chun's cemetery? He's already dead, isn't he?" Being dead means that existence has been wiped out, so what's the point of going to the cemetery?Talking about your missing and your sadness to the empty soil?Oh, he is not so boring!Moreover, Kuchiki Cangchun is really not important to him.

Fuzhu's body shook violently, and he stared straight at the boy in astonishment, wanting to find any clues on the boy's face to judge the meaning of the boy's words, but, what he saw, only the boy lowered his head. There were a few strands of blond hair that fell out of the face that was hanging in the shadows and couldn't see the expression clearly. For a moment, there was silence.

The wind blew past, allowing the seemingly stagnant air to flow again, Fuzhu's expression gradually softened, he seemed to understand the sadness of the young man, yes, they are the gods of death, the death of the god of death is the real disappearance, turning into a spirit The child completely dissipated into the sky, and that tomb was just a name on the tombstone, which had no meaning... 囧, so brain supplements are very powerful! !

Afterwards, Fuzhu didn't say anything more, but Zeus, Fuzhu's silence was exactly what he wanted, enjoying the quietness, gnawing pastry and drinking a little wine, he hadn't eaten food for a long time!

Just as Fuzhu expected, Kuchimu Yinling wanted to meet Zeus after hearing Zeus's return. After all, that person was the most painful regret left by Cang Chun, but when he stepped on the threshold, he took it back , What do you say when you see it?He doesn't know Cang Chun's feelings at all, so what should I talk to him about?He knew about that young man's indifference... Sighing, Kuchiki Yinling fell into a strange entanglement.