As we all know, winding zero is a human being

For several days in a row, nothing exciting happened again, and Zero was quite satisfied with such a peaceful day.

It's just that Miss Ming Ji missed two performances because of her poor health, and the owner of the venue who was in a hurry even came to visit her once to inquire.

When this conversation was going on, he was the only one who listened to it, and Mr. Yuexi, who was always at home but always showed a little cold attitude, was not interested in asking.

"You should know about our contract."

Behind the crowd, the owner of the theater house is not as friendly and rich as he was on the stage at that time. His words sound like he came to a noble house, but when he listens carefully, there is always a threat of something being grasped. "If Miss Ming Ji continues to be sick like this, our contract will be voided."

"...my illness will recover tomorrow, please arrange the performance the day after tomorrow as usual."

Covering her mouth with a handkerchief, Miss Mingji calmly talked about her Schrödinger illness.

After the owner of the field house got her promise and left contentedly, Ling held his teacup and asked her inquiringly, "Did you encounter any trouble?"

Miss Ming Ji paused her hand holding the pipa, she seemed to want to say something but she didn't say it in the end: "No, there is no trouble, just a little tired."

Ling thought about her usual work and rest these days and the state of still eating and drinking well and not going to the doctor, he hesitated to speak.

Seeing his expression, Miss Mingji said in a cold voice: "You can pretend that this thing doesn't exist."

"This won't affect Dan...Mr. Yuexi's business, and it won't affect you either."

zero:"……"

No, why does he always feel that there is something in her words... come?

I'm not very good at dealing with a character like Ms. Naruhime, so I spent two days wandering around the pharmacies in the castle town during the day and continued to inquire about the news about the blue Higan flower. dinner.

After watching the night gradually darken, Ling realized that it was the time for Miss Mingji to agree to come back to perform tonight.

His memory is not too bad, he can even remember clearly the contents of the hand account that he only glanced at a long time ago.

Just getting busy doing one thing will always leave other things behind, he picks up the rice in the bowl and vigilantly feels that this is not a good habit.

The pickled plums are refreshing and delicious, the soft and hard rice is mixed with bonito flakes, and the seasoning of kombu soup is also just right.

It was obvious that he wanted to eat sushi. At this time, sushi was not as expensive as it used to be and could be called a high-end cuisine. Now it is the same as this ochazuke.

That's why he suddenly walked into this store and bought chazuke rice, and after buying it, he felt full and didn't want to continue eating...

Uh, it seems that I always felt that I had the illusion of vomiting before...

Just when Ling didn't know that he was thinking about life with the same expression as Yiwozuo that night, the door curtain was opened by the golden fan.

Master Tong Mo, who exudes a cool breath, is really hard to ignore in the summer night.

Tong Mo, who squeezed close and sat beside him, had a familiar smell on him, and the blurred meaning in the seven-color pupils hadn't faded away, and the whole ghost looked like he was drunk.

"I didn't get to meet Master Zero at Lord Wu Mi's side, so I thought Master Zero was hiding from me on purpose?"

A little disgusted, he moved the bowl to the side. The narrow shop by the roadside is not good, but the seat is not big, and Tong Mo's long white oak hair almost fell into his bowl. Here comes.

Ling looked at him puzzledly and leaned closer again: "What am I doing hiding from you...and after all, we know each other so well?"

"It's so hurtful, Your Excellency Zero." Tong Mo squinted his eyes, propped his elbows on the table and tilted his head, as if he had discovered something novel: "Your earrings are so beautiful, when did you change them?" , I remember that you didn't seem to wear jewelry before!"

"But it matches your complexion very well!"

Hearing this, Zero patted his head to the side.

Which pot does not open which pot.

The imminent persecution has not yet begun, and out of respect for Teacher Yuanyi, Zero feels that the re-engraving of the Huazha earrings should be mentioned later.

At least you have to ask Yan Sheng, who doesn't know where he is now, first.

Well, it's not because his pierced ears haven't grown well, the weather is too hot and he's too scared to take them off because he's afraid of inflammation, definitely not.

The disheveled hair brushed past the ears to cover up the very obvious accessories, and Zero sighed and found that he had no appetite in the first place, and now he doesn't even want to eat.

Tong Mo was still persevering in talking to him, seeing that he was not as happy as he imagined to be praised, and pointing his finger at his lips, he asked a little suspiciously: "The little girls in Mingming Sect have absolutely no resistance to these words, Why is Master Zero unhappy?"

"...I still have to thank you?" Ling felt that the quota he sighed recently would be used up today, and he waved to the shopkeeper who couldn't help but look this way at the counter: "There are single rooms in your side." ?"

Seeing the shopkeeper nodding, he lifted Tong Mo up from his seat by his collar: "Please go to the private room, um—let's serve some food and drink."

The separate quiet room is actually not much soundproof, but the space is finally bigger, so he simply ordered some other food. He watched the owner put all the dishes together to ensure that no one would disturb him, and then Ling had time to follow the children's food. Mo Xinyi chatted with him: "Why are you in Edo Castle?"

The blush on that rather deceptive face hadn't faded, and Zero looked at the wine cup in front of him with some uncertainty.

How many dishes did Tong Mo cook to get so drunk?

Did he really get drunk? !

"Well, it's just a routine report to Mr. Wu Mi, and there is offering!" Tong Mo didn't feel the pain of being squeezed at all, and the happiness flickering in his bright eyes couldn't be understood by Zero, "So Mr. Zero suddenly found him at that time. Coming to the door made me a little panicked!"

...How did he remember that Tong Mo seemed to be very happy to accompany him in the performance?

Panicked, this word can be applied to anyone, why is it so inappropriate to apply it to this guy?

"I'm not lying to you, are you?" Tong Mo watched him slowly sip his drink, waving his fan, as if he was reminiscing about something, "You want to know why, do I turn into a ghost?"

"...how to say?" This made him really interested.

As far as he knows, except for his almost resentment and curse-like obsession, Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi seems to have never forcibly turned a person into a ghost. All contracts are established on the basis of both parties on the basis of consent.

The benefits of becoming a ghost are nothing more than eternal life and powerful strength, but can these two conditions really lure Tong Mo?

"Hmm... I'm a little embarrassed. I've never told anyone about this before." Gradually he lowered his expression, with his palms resting on his face and his fingertips resting on his forehead, Tong Mo seemed to be lost in memories.

Seeing him calm down and appearing to be extremely serious and treacherous, Ling felt a little uneasy: "If you don't want to say it, you don't have to. You brought it up yourself."

"Yeah." Tong Mo suddenly smiled again, but he chose to continue talking in a harmless smile, "I have always lived a good life. When I was still a human being, my father and mother founded the Eternal Bliss Sect. Our family no longer has to worry about eating and drinking, and after becoming a ghost, we don’t have this trouble.”

"There is only one thing that bothers me. Everyone has so many emotions and emotions, but why can't I feel anything?"

"...It's really like this." Seeing that Tong Mo paused as if waiting for his own response, Zero felt that he couldn't give the other party the response he wanted, "Ah, sorry, I guessed it before."

No wonder the moment when he said that Tong Mo didn't care about anything was so real.

"Eh? Is it that obvious?" Tong Mo was a little frustrated, and after sighing with a puffy face, he speeded up the process of sorting out the past, "The believers always talk about the short stories of the parents that I can't understand. Those who cried because of their stupidity, all of them laughed happily as if they thought they could be saved."

"So I came to a conclusion: gods do not exist, and gods will not help them when they encounter difficulties. Only death is the eternal salvation of human beings."

"..." I really want to say that I seem to have seen ghosts and gods. Ling Zhuan thought about it, but what Tong Mo said was also reasonable.

Judging from the tip of the iceberg that he glimpsed, the 800 million gods in the so-called Gao Tianyuan are all transformed by human obsession and belief. .

On the contrary, the guy in front of him, who had obviously gone all the way and never looked back, was closer to a god in the beginning.

So even if he couldn't become a human being, why was Tong Mo tempted to become a ghost again?

Thinking of this, Zero, who has not heard the point, felt that he needed to break the topic: "So this and you become a ghost...?"

"Be patient, Your Excellency, I'm going to get to the point soon!" Tong Mo shook his head, opened his eyes and saw the pendant that Zero was carrying, "As for the reason, you also have this on your body, don't you?"

"?" Following his gaze, Tong Mo realized that Tong Mo was looking at the necklace containing Gui Wu Tsuji's blood, and touched the earrings with his backhand. Although he knew that each had its own use, he felt numb that his young master gave him The accessories seem to be a bit over the standard.

But that's the same as...

"Master Wu Mi told me that when I got his blood, I could experience the emotions of Master Wu Mi?" He licked his lips, Tong Mo rubbed his fingers like a treasure, "Although it's only a little bit, it can only be used in blood. When the blood flowed in, I accidentally caught a glimpse of it..."

"But that feeling is really novel and addictive, isn't it?"

Inhale, exhale.

After zero listening to the complete paragraph, the entire subway grandfather looked at the phone.jpg, the expression management collapsed across the board, and he didn't know what expression to use to face Tong Mo. The two of them looked like a pair of troubled brothers.

He felt that he could still support himself after asking the last question before collapsing: "So, what kind of feelings did you experience specifically from Mr. Wu Mi?"

"let me see--"

"Fear of the sun—please be considerate of Mr. Wuyou! Anger towards useless ghosts—this has nothing to do with our Twelve Ghost Moons! The obsession to get the blue Bana flower—hey, sir? Containing private goods... oh, and—"

"... Enough, enough." Zero buried his head on the table and made a stop gesture with his hand.

Save some face for his young master.

"Hey, okay."

Hearing what he said, Tong Mo also obediently stopped.

It's just that his eyes lingered on Zero, listening to the sound of the pitch-black pearl rolling on the table, the pearls reflected by the seven-color pupils also became colorful black.

Oh, oh, he seems to have found the source of the last emotion that he only experienced from Mr. Wu Mi.

Although he didn't understand it very well, he had only heard about it from believers——

But this kind of emotion...should be called love, right?