As we all know, winding zero is a human being

When was the decision made?

That was probably the last time Gui Wu Tsuji chose to run away.

He has never been good at chess, and he finally managed to revive the dead game. If he had chosen to eat himself at that time, anyway, he would always end this contract with death, so it would not be such a loss.

The fulfillment of the distorted wish in a distorted way seems to be a path to the Ending, so he can completely let go of all his thoughts here and accept a beautiful new life.

Seeing the earnest look in Tanjirou's clear warm eyes, Zero still sighed.

Forget it, forget it, just let him go and explain it to him at the end, in case Oni Wu Tsuji is determined to become a ghost again even if he does it all over again, wouldn't his busy work be all in vain? ?

So sure enough, should I tell him and Shi Touichiro the reason why they are not afraid of the sun at this moment?

Under Tanjiro's slightly nervous gaze, Zero nodded.

The running towards the morning sun was just like rushing to the end. Hearing his beating heartbeat, Tanjiro supported a corner of the ruins, and when he cautiously probed to see what was going on behind him, he turned around and looked at Rei with a sigh of relief. : "Miss Butterfly is over there—"

And listening to Tanjiro's words, Zero just lowered his head and touched his skin that became a little hot all of a sudden.

It seemed that something was burning, but when he looked carefully, there was no change.

When the half-hidden morning light finally turned into the morning sun that dispelled the clouds, Zero finally saw Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi again.

They may be the last two ghosts that the Ghost Killing Team has to face. The long white hair curled and fell on his body full of rips, and Wu Mi's form has only been recognized for thousands of years. Forced out twice.

Even though his body, which was burning and turning into ashes, was crumbling, but at the moment he saw Zero, Oni Wu Tsuji still maintained that angry expression, and his red eyes were always burning with resentment. .

In the past, Ghost Mai Tsuji Mumi always covered up those emotions very well, and he was still able to do so when human beings were plagued by diseases, and it was even more so when time wrapped around him in a mess.

"Who told you—to come here?!"

Zero stopped uncertainly, and at this moment he was still willing to listen to the other party's last order.

Seeing Ling Zhenzhen just looking straight at him so obediently, Guiwu Tsuji was also taken aback.

Everything that belonged to him under the sun was making a final whine unbearably, but at this moment, he smiled softly as if he had figured out something.

"...and you are here."

For a moment, he seemed to understand what the boiling hot blood represented, and Zero Avoidance unavoidably took a step back subconsciously.

"What a perfect form, there is no need... to be afraid of the sun."

After thousands of years, he still uttered the words that replaced the past with other verbs, not out of anger or any other reason, there has always been only one thing that can make him feel afraid.

Slashing the neck with the blade could not cause meaningful injuries, and what was exchanged for the lives of many fallen on the ground was just to drag Guiwu Tsuji Wumi under the sun for one more second.

The monster-like body was peeling off the scattered wounds, and the old scars were unobtrusively exposed. The road leading to the shaded place was blocked by the swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Squad desperately.

And after saying that sentence, only the locked figure remained in Guiwu Tsuji's calm plum red eyes.

The finely shimmering halo of floating dust stopped for an instant, Tanjiro was dragged by the swordsman who fell beside him, and was able to escape the attack of the ancestor of the demon, which seemed to be the last struggle before death.

The thorn whip extending from the back completely pierced through the body without any abnormalities, and all the pain that he didn't feel before came out at this moment.

This time, Zero stood still and did not dodge. Instead, he raised his hand to encircle the pale and weak body in front of him.

It wasn't a hug in any way.

A toothache sounded from the wound pierced by the ferocious thorn whip, even though the back exposed to the sun was turned into powder, Wu Mi still stared at Zero's unchanged eyes.

Wu Mi's voice was unbelievably dry: "Why...?"

Why?Why can't he turn into a new ghost king to destroy everything in front of him?

"...Regarding the bondage in the blood curse, it has always been here." Zero touched his heart, and he couldn't bear to finish his words at the end of letting the other party add more flavor to the unforgettable despair.

"Betrayal or something didn't exist from the beginning."

Because they are not two unrelated individuals, there is no way to accept the so-called inheritance that is forced to pass on. Even if he no longer needs to fear the sun, his heart will stop beating at the moment when the ancestor of ghosts in front of him completely dissipates .

These things make Wu Mi's final choice a meaningless joke. The body will not be dissipated with the violent ups and downs of emotions and will not stand still until the blood vessel-like things buried deep in the body become empty. After clearing the dust, Zero also sat down as if he had no support.

He tightly hugged the half of the other's body, and the picture seemed familiar in the depths of his memory, but it was only a few hundred years late.

The dyed black hair and the dry white hair were inseparably intertwined under the rubbing of the ears and temples, and Ling whispered in Wu Mi's ear: "The medicinal properties of the blue Bana flower remain in the body for a long time until a balance... Take it ahead of time, that's how you beat the sun."

"...Are you willing to tell the news now?"

Gritting his teeth again as if reprimanding, Zero did not stop because of this but continued: "The place where the blue Bana flowers grow...is a very beautiful place. In autumn, the wind from the wilderness will rustle the golden rice fields."

"If you really have a way to find them, the only ones I can't miss are the prostitute Taro and Xiaomei. If you can please let them be adopted by a good family, it doesn't matter if they are not a rich family living in Edo Castle."

"Don't be so opinionated about Tong Mo, it's not easy for others..."

The crazy ravings couldn't fall into the ears of others, Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou vaguely understood it, but he couldn't calm down Fan's increasingly irritable mood, so he angrily interrupted Zero's entrustment: "Then you will where?!"

"Eh?"

This is a question that Ling Ling has never prepared an answer to, and the momentary loss of words can also confirm the suspicion that has been hovering in Wu Mi's heart for a long time.

The reason why the ancestor of ghosts who disregarded life was unwilling to let go easily in this life was that he had already realized that this was the last time.

No matter whether Zero still exists in a certain corner of the world in the future, no matter whether he can realize his wish of eternal life, he will not easily appear in front of his eyes.

"I won't die, you, you too..."

It's easy to make the thing that burnt to ashes struggle to death in the gloomy eyes at the end. Seeing this, Zero can't calm this down with anything, and Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou didn't say that at all. listen in.

He was just questioning with the remaining voice: "Will you--"

The gravel that was tightly held in the palm of the hand finally flowed out from between the fingers.

Time is running out.

Zero felt that his heart became heavy and sluggish in an instant, and the buzzing in his ears and the disappearing senses also confirmed the arrival of the time of death.

In fact, many people are afraid of death because they are afraid that it may be a very painful process, but he can clearly say that it is not, because before that comes, the body will be overwhelmed and cut off everything intimately.

However, there was something blocking the entry, the transparent world continued to expand in front of his eyes, and the clanging sound of the sun wheel knife that fell to the ground seemed extremely far away.

Someone seemed to have walked in front of him and then left, and the colors of the fluttering feathers became unclear.

The white feather weaving that belongs to Butterfly Ninja stands out among the various colors tiredly.

call--

The extremely slight amplitude is swinging from side to side.

In the early spring night, the lingering frost still clings to the dry white sandstone for a long time, and the extremely cold courtyard is incomparably harmonious with it.

There was a sudden loud noise in the cold and quiet courtyard, and that kind of movement made the time that seemed to have stopped suddenly flow again.

The fragile trachea constricted like a convulsion, and the bright red blood was coughed out loudly. Not long after, the originally deserted place was surrounded by servants running back and forth, and the lit lantern almost turned into daylight.

Others turned a blind eye to the smashed decorations, and the bloody copper basins were replaced one after another.

In the end, lying weakly on the clean bedding on the replacement, the illnesses that had tortured him for a long time and made him fear that most of his life as a human being swept back in the blink of an eye.

Facing all this, Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi seemed extremely calm.

Everything displayed on the body under the long-term illness is so fragile, but it is completely different from being smashed to pieces in the sun.

During the daytime of the second day, Wu Mi couldn't get up from the bed.

Neither did the third day.

It wasn't until the fourth day that he could finally sit up, Gui Wu Tsuji guessed his current age based on the year he asked in a cold voice, and his extremely deep pupils seemed to stand erect in the blurred bronze mirror. I got up for a moment.

The hoarse and weak voice gave people an irresistible feeling: "Go, call the housekeeper over."

The maid who couldn't remember her face bowed her head and walked out in small steps, and the butler with a calm and cautious face came in cautiously.

Even if it is very likely to die young, the heirs of the ancient family are born with more lives than them. No matter how outrageous the request is, they can only try their best to meet it.

So what's wrong with their young master this time?

Before he could ask the question tremblingly, Wu Mi's expression seemed to be a bit urgent, but he seemed to think of something and forced himself to calm down.

"I'm getting some newcomers in my garden."

The overlapping time has come around the corner, and Wu Mi feels that he can still wait.

Any mistakes are not allowed to happen.

Long-term memories can easily be screened out in a matching environment, and the person who was sent out to do this at the same time, but that person did not show up.

No one was left behind, Wu Mi suddenly threw the porcelain in his hand into the courtyard and smashed it to pieces, but just such an action can make him anxious now.

He took a few breaths, and angrily waved away the servants who wanted to rush forward. This time, the eagerness in his voice could no longer be concealed: "Go and find—"

However, from spring nights to summer days, there were strange rumors about the heirs of the ancient family in Heian-kyo, and the elderly Genji patriarch was alarmed by the rumors and drove to visit the Ubuyashiki family.

The young man with a trace of scarlet streaked in his white hair stood in the courtyard holding his saber, staring down at the lily of the valley in front of him, and remained silent.

However, Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou inadvertently gave any attention to the future patriarch of Genji who was once hated by him, and the boy's supposedly clear voice was suppressed by him to an extremely low level.

He didn't know where he came from, not even his birth date and surname, which made him realize how much trouble his former identity had caused him now.

"Judging from the results of divination..."

The old Minamoto Patriarch held a wooden staff and threw the talisman with the gentian pattern based on the only information he had. However, before he could tell the result so embarrassingly, Minamoto Raimitsu told it for him Answer.

"At all, there is no such person."