[Comprehensive] There are thirteen days left until the collapse of the Honmaru

Looking at Fu Sangshen who was nonchalantly stroking the back of his head not far away, Yasuhara Tokiha felt exhausted for a moment, wishing he could just lie on the ground and go to sleep right now.But she knew in her heart that she was far from being able to stop and rest.

It's okay... just keep going... Whether it's the body or the heart - it must not have reached the limit.

Sanri Yuezong looked at her gently, as if he was seeing a god judge for the first time.The crescent pattern in his eyes was still shining brightly, as if he hadn't been affected by the misery of the outside world at all.

"Little girl, just stand there...don't come here."

An Yuan felt very strange: "Why?"

Before Sanriyue had time to speak, she discovered that there was a gust of wind blowing behind Anyuan at this time, just as before, bringing up a few fallen leaves and red dust, but the moment it touched the sky above the lake - the wind disappeared immediately , Whether it's fallen leaves or dust, it's like being ripped off by an invisible hand!

"This……"

An Yuan stared at the fallen leaves that quickly sank into the pitch-black lake, wondering and uncertain.

"Ah, you've seen it too, so you don't need to explain it to me, old man." Fu Sangshen, who was dressed in a dark blue hunting suit, smiled silently, but his smile was full of melancholy.

"Have you... heard of the 'Sea of ​​Bitterness'? This is an offshoot of it."

Yasuhara Tokiha opened his eyes slightly.

No matter which religion in the East, the word "sea of ​​bitterness" does not refer to any fairyland.

It refers to the troubles and sufferings in the world, the suffering is boundless, and it is also a metaphor for the endless suffering.

Logically speaking, Yasuhara Tokiha would not believe that such a small piece of lake water is the so-called "sea of ​​bitterness".Outside, if anyone dared to point to a small pool of water and tell her that it was the famous sea of ​​suffering, she would definitely suspect that the person had lost his mind.

But although Sanriyue in front of him said that something seemed to be missing, it didn't look like his brain was flooded.

That leaves only one other option: He's telling the truth.

Because things like suffering have always stayed in people's hearts.Even if it is only the size of a palm, as long as you touch a little bit, you will feel that it is a boundless ocean of pain.

What's more, this is hell, even if it is a dungeon, it is also a dungeon named "hell" - it doesn't seem strange that there is a branch of the sea of ​​bitterness in the place where the undead and the dead are mixed.

The most important thing is... From ancient times to the present, only those who have a destiny can cross the sea of ​​suffering.

An Yuan is not sure whether she is the destined person of the other party, even though she is guided by a "thread" in the dark...but she still prefers to believe that she has been a special person since she came to this world. The wrong story begins.

After trying to use the sword pattern to summon the opponent to come - she once used this trick to summon Yamato Shou'an and Yaki Hasebe to come to her at a critical moment - but this time it failed.In this regard, she can only lament that some tricks will have different effects when used on different people.

"If I don't go, how are you going to come?" An Yuan asked, while staring at Fu Sangshen's deep and peaceful dark blue pupils.

Sanriyue was stunned for a moment, then spread her hands with a smile - An Yuan noticed that even the palm of his glove was scratched - "Why should I go there?"

He turned sideways, out of sight, and the wide sleeve robe drew a beautiful semi-arc in mid-air, so that the interrogator could see the dense forest of swords behind him.

"There are many of my companions here, and there are such obstacles ahead, old man...why do I go with you?"

Those swords were silent, although each one was shining with cold light, but the examiner could already feel that the soul inside had dissipated.

In other words, "dead".

She sighed and reminded the man, "But they're all gone, leaving you alone, trapped in this mere square inch—what's the point?"

"I know." Sanriyue narrowed her eyes and muttered to herself, "I know all this, but I, the old man... have a reason why I can't leave."

"Reason, why?"

An originally wanted to continue asking, but in the next second, she saw that Sanriyue Zong's body suddenly froze, her eyes became dizzy, and she seemed to be falling into the dark water, she was startled: "Sanriyue? ... Sankayue! Are you okay!"

The handsome Fu Sangshen lowered his head slowly, his expression was covered by his too long bangs.It wasn't until several seconds later that he raised his head again, and showed a smile like seeing him for the first time at An Yuan, who was full of worry.

"Hahaha, here you come."

"But I'm really sorry, as for who you are, little girl...I can't remember the old man clearly."

Yasuhara Tokiha couldn't say a word, he just stared at him, and an inexplicable chill came from his back.

This, this is... Amnesia? !Or the short-term type?

This is troublesome, the interrogator didn't want to waste time in the previous daze and conversation, and asked the key point directly, "San Riyue, what is the reason you just said that you can't leave?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Sangshen didn't answer, but nodded with a sudden realization, "Are you calling me... so old man, I'm called Sanriyue."

An Yuan was dumbfounded, remembering the previous sentence "I even forgot who I am"...

Damn it, how can we continue to have a normal conversation!

Her headache was so painful that it almost burst open, as if there was a throbbing foreign object growing in her head, slowly torturing her little sanity and sobriety.

"Please... answer my question just now!"

"what?"

The judge was about to go crazy, she couldn't help shouting: "I said, why don't you leave that island?"

"..."

But the old man seemed to be wary, even though he was separated by a lake, he still showed suspicion on his face.

"Speaking of which, who are you?"

Ahhhhh!

An Yuan was about to shed tears of despair.

"I'm your god judge." She said weakly, "According to the agreement of Lingli, I'm here to find you."

"Master... the main hall?"

Sanri Yuezong's voice suddenly became very quiet, as if raising it a little would frighten her, "Are you... my main hall?"

"Yes, yes, that's right." An Yuan nodded crazily. For some reason, she felt that if she dared to say that it was a joke, something sad would happen.

"My main hall is actually a little girl... ahaha, very good."

Fu Sangshen burst into laughter suddenly, letting the crescent moon lines in his eyes be covered by the watery light, no one could see how intense his heart was at the moment.

Lord Hall, after all, you... have come to find me.

—Unfortunately, you shouldn't have come, but I don't blame you.

He thought like this, and in the next second, his body lost control, and he fell straight into the sea of ​​suffering in front of him!

At the same time, there were countless shattering sounds of metal shattering behind him. Without the protection of his spiritual power, these weapons with a bright appearance and scars inside still could not disintegrate as they were.

Listen, how crisp it is.

It's like wind chimes ringing under the eaves.

But why, he couldn't hear his own?

The dull water poured over his head, and the invisible hand was finally going to drag him into the abyss this time.

"Pfft!"

There was a faint sound of falling into the water, it was someone jumping into the boundless sea of ​​pain without hesitation and swimming towards him.

But you can't swim, haven't you heard the word "so close to the world"?What a... silly kid.

At the last moment when she closed her eyes in a daze, San Riyue finally remembered why she didn't hear her own cracking sound.

Oh, because he's already broken.