As we all know, winding zero is a human being

When Zero returned to the house from the open casement on the second floor, the ancestor of ghosts who didn't need to sleep was naturally still awake.

Even though there are warm yellow candles in the room, it still looks very deserted in the middle of the night.

He watched Wu Mi put down the pen in his hand, and he was noncommittal about the way he entered the house: "Is this what you said to come back early?"

Ling paused and turned his head, then looked at the night outside the house as if remembering.

The stars are still shining in the dark night, just like in countless nights.

"It's quite early, it's not too late."

Wu Mi raised his eyes to look at him, and tapped on the table with his fingers. This action gave him some indescribable feelings.

The half-covered coat was stacked on the tatami along the edge of the table, and he sat there, but seemed to be far away.

Zero felt that Oni Wu Tsuji acted as if he knew a lot of things, but he also felt that he didn't understand the meaning.

For example, regarding his coming back alone, he seems to have watched the entire content from the perspective of a bystander, so everything that happened was within his expectations.

He didn't ask where the prostitutes Taro and Xiaomei were... Of course, Tong Mo couldn't help it.

Because I don't care.

"The tea is on the stove." Wu Mi's voice sounded slowly, "Pour it yourself."

Holding the teacup in his hand, he waited for a while before realizing that it should not be the time to drink tea.

Naturally, the quality of the tea in Matsui House cannot be said to be very good, but the fragrant tea in the white porcelain should be the private product of Oni Wu Tsuji.

The sweetness in the bitterness of the tranquil tea should be just right, but it may be that it has been warmed on the stove for too long, and it is not as sweet as imagined.

He did come back late.

Ling wondered, why on earth did Ghost Dance Tsuji keep these things that he didn't need at all?

It is thankful that he can ignore things that are not needed.

Thinking of this, he tentatively asked: "I'm going to leave Yoshihara...?"

Wu Mi was not surprised at first, but he suddenly seemed to realize something, and the plum red pupils stared at him all of a sudden.

Closing the half-opened casement and locking the latch as if inadvertently, Wu Mi asked slowly: "Where do you want to live? Kyoto? Or continue in this Edo city—"

"I want to move to the Eternal Bliss Sect."

Wu Mi: "...?"

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but under the slight gasp, he could hear something tense up.

The brows and eyes dotted with red plums are narrowed, and disapproval is written all over the delicate face.

"Change to another." He was expressing his distaste for a certain Winding Ghost Moon with almost all his body, "except for the Bliss Sect of the World."

Ling thought for a while: "Then do you know where Yan... Hei Si Mou usually lives?"

Although he didn't know whether Yan Sheng would like children, but he had the impression that Yan Sheng who was still in the Ghost Killing Team could get along with the young swordsman.

Although always unsmiling, patience is not something that can only be reflected in words.

And Yan Sheng's appearance is also very good, he is a natural match for Moonlight.

Xiaomei will definitely like him.

However, hearing this name, Wu Mi only felt that he wanted to end a certain partnership.

He didn't want to hide the emotion in his eyes, although he had been acting very pleasant these days.

That is, no matter how heavy the snow falls on the surface of the sleeping volcano and the years are quiet, how can the things that are burning and boiling inside change overnight.

Wu Mi's eyes moved, he seemed to have finally noticed something was wrong, or he finally decided to say something wrong: "What's wrong with you."

Zero heard it, his young master didn't even need to ask a question, the answer might already be in his heart.

Therefore, he also found that he is very calm now, as calm as a lunatic, only the same as a lunatic: "It's okay, it's just a natural disaster."

Wu Mi: "...?"

This night was not only a sleepless night, but also a night full of question marks.

It seemed that there was something to say but it was a bit difficult to say, and Wu Can's peaceful expression added a bit of irritation for no reason.

But even so, he still used a calm tone: "You are blaming me."

"You're blaming me for outsiders who don't matter."

Zero shook his head as if to excuse his young master: "You don't know his identity, it was just an accident."

From the beginning to the end, this is just a common and common thing. No matter who the young boy who met Xiaomei by chance has nothing to do with the ancestor of the ghost, and Ghost Dance Tsuji has never left any memory for these insignificant people.

If Mr. Date hadn't been eaten that night, other people would still have died under the hands of the ghost, and who can guarantee that something like tonight wouldn't happen?

This unexpected coincidence like a closed world line should not be called a coincidence.

He can't gamble every time, those people who died have nothing to do with him, right?

In comparison, this seems to be telling him something more:

Ghosts are creatures that shouldn't exist in this world.

He didn't reveal the slightest of his thoughts, and the literal meaning of what he said seemed to make Wu Mi feel satisfied, but at first glance, Zero's different attitude still made the suspicious ancestor of ghosts not so simple. Just let it go.

After thinking about it with lowered eyes, Wu Mi said in an exchange-like tone: "I will give Xiaomei more blood and make her the last string."

"As for Shangxian, if she can beat Tong Mo down, I welcome it."

Although Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi may not have that consciousness, Ling Xiaoxiao listened to the words that seemed to comfort him, and slowly moved his eyes away.

It's just that Wu Mi couldn't accept his concessions and stretched out his hand halfway as if he ignored them.

The strong fingers traced the zero browbones and eyelids and then stopped on the side of the cheeks, straightening his face.

Zero had no choice but to look at his young master, and said slowly, "I didn't want Xiaomei to become... to become Shangxian."

A bright girl should walk under the sun. She yearns for beautiful things and can become the brightest sun.

"I just want her to live in peace and happiness."

A lifetime is enough.

Sure enough, without the involvement of the ancestor of the ghost, the leader of the Eternal Bliss Sect is really not a ghost who broke his promise and became fat.

The architectural style of the newly found temple still hasn't been changed. Unfortunately, the season has passed, and there are lotus leaves and lotus pods growing in the pond under the porch of the backyard, but there is no flower to be found.

It didn't take too long to rebuild the Bliss Sect. Tong Mo had left too many hidden clues for the centuries-old religion. Not all believers knew his identity during the siege.

In fact, if it weren't for the limitation of Onimai Tsuji, the number of believers would not be limited to just over 200.

The new group of congregants still look no different from the previous ones, and they treat their dear and beloved leader with respect: "Master, the guests in the north courtyard, but there are other things..."

"Didn't I say that?" Tong Mo was still smiling in a good voice, but the smile couldn't reach his eyes, "Don't bother the guests there?"

There are a few more forbidden places that should not be visited, big and small. Tong Mo stared at the believer, but he didn't take it seriously when he spoke.

Obedient believers and disobedient believers each have their own uses.

After the believer left his sight as if he had received an oracle, Tong Mo looked boredly at the pond where the full moon was reflected under the night.

There is sparkling light floating on the pool, and the empty courtyard also looks like a dream in the mist.

"How is Xiaomei?"

Ling came from behind the door, he looked at Tong Mo's expression of not being surprised at all, and after giving up the idea of ​​probing, he just asked about the recent situation of the two brothers and sisters.

"It's the same, the little girl is still very dishonest." Tong Mo shook his head, he was the one who made the suggestion first, and now he is the one who is sympathetic to others, "I can't stand it anymore, why don't we Should I give up as soon as possible, Your Excellency?"

Ghosts eating people is just as natural as wolves eating sheep, but it seems that something is wrong.

Seeing Zero's expressionless expression as if he was struggling, Tong Mo thought for a while and asked, "Why didn't Master Wu Mi come with Your Excellency? I wanted to show you the progress of the rebuilding of the Bliss Sect~"

Zero waved his hand absently: "He's still... angry."

After his rare kindness—yes, the ancestor of Oni also knew it was rare—was declined, Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi was justifiably angry.

That scene was quite familiar, his anger was not so easy to calm down, it was like a vigorous mountain fire that grows when it sees the wind, and it will not stop until it burns everything that can be seen.

In the past, he wouldn't let this fire start in the first place.

"...Eh?" Tong Mo looked Ling up and down carefully, with inexplicable admiration in it, "Then it's really rare that you don't have any missing arms or legs."

After saying this, he suddenly realized: "Ah! That's right, human beings don't have such a strong self-healing ability. You are so cunning. Is this why you don't want to become a ghost?"

"..." Zero really wanted to knock Tong Mo's head open to see how his brain circuits grew, "It has nothing to do with it."

Tong Mo smiled and said nothing.

Under the flying eaves, copper bells rang due to the wind.

After going around for a while, I returned to the Bliss Cult of Ten Thousand Ages, stepping on the covered bridge and contemplating a pool of Qinghe, it was hard for Zero not to call it destiny.

But Tong Mo's words and actions seem to be the same as before, but they seem to be different.

What he is looking at, only he knows.

The Wanshi Bliss Sect has existed for more than a hundred years, and the believers who come and go have their own difficulties. They easily handed over their beliefs that have nowhere to rest, and they still only think and believe in themselves.

Humans are such creatures, right? If they sincerely seek to go to bliss and regard him as the leader, why do they show such sad expressions when he eats them?

In fact, Tong Mo has always known how much deceit is involved in his position as the leader, but it is just a small lie necessary to bring believers to bliss~

After all, as soon as he showed his ghostly appearance, it would be the same as this time, and everyone would run away.

It doesn't matter if no one believes in him, he treats all beings equally, and it doesn't affect his ability to take them to the place of bliss where he prays~

Tong Mo looked down at the figure clearly reflected on the surface of the pool, and his smile was very weak, compared with the smiles he imitated before, it was almost undetectable.

He seemed to be chanting something awkward and lengthy, but it was nothing special when he listened carefully: "Your Excellency will live with me for a long time in the future? Then, do you want to..."

"I don't want to, I can't, needless to say." Ling Tieshi interrupted Tong Mo's words heartily.

It is impossible to live for a long time.

Even if they really have no place to go, it's not very good for the physical and mental health of young children.

"Hey, why didn't you listen to the end?" Tong Mo said his thoughts in a very annoying way, "I just want to ask you if you want to become a follower of the Bliss Sect? Of course it's a special kind. ?”

...?what?Say it again?

Zero took a deep breath, but before he could speak, Tong Mo immediately changed his words when he saw his attitude: "If you can't do it, then you can't do it."

A certain colorful number moved in an invisible place.

"Then what if I come to be your disciple?"

In the radiant seven-color pupils, a beam of light just stayed there.