I live longer than the incomparable

After being fiddled with by him and took over the twisted flower rope, the expression of Babai Bhikuni remained unchanged.

Tired pursed his lips when he saw this, "Master..."

The child only thought that she didn't like flipping ropes, so he cared for her: "This kind of game is really meaningless, let's forget it."

As he said this, he planned to remove the flower rope in his hand.

But to Lei and Tongmo, Babaichuni naturally gave different reactions.She smiled, leaned closer to Tired, and put the flower rope pattern in her hand with Tired's.

"It's nothing." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni nimbly flipped the flower rope in her hand, and changed the pattern after a while. She opened her fingers and placed the new pattern in front of Tired: "It's a very interesting game."

It was the first time that Tired discovered that she also possessed such a skill, and her eyes lit up for a moment.

When I lived as a human being in poor health earlier, there were not many games that I could play when I was tired. Naturally, I was extremely proficient in these few games, especially when I saw that my mastery of this skill was not inferior to my own. When you are your "opponent", it can even arouse the desire to win.

While Yabaichuni conceded defeat, he did not forget to praise Tired's cleverness. Inosuke also poked his head out and said with emotion: "I didn't even know that my mother was so good."

Tong Mo, who had been excluded from the game for a long time, was still sitting cross-legged, with his head slantedly propped up, and his gaze fell on Bhikkhuni Babai.

A long time ago, when Tong Mo was still a child, it was Bhikkhuni Babai who taught him how to turn the flower rope.

The witch with drooping eyes has a beautiful face and gentle patience.

Tong Mo's quietness is actually very unusual. Based on what Babai Khuni knew about him, in the past, he would definitely come over and add a few words. Even if he can't fit into the topic, he must find a sense of presence. .

But now he just looked at her silently, with a smile on his handsome face.

Until a believer came to tell him that a newcomer came today.

The believer standing outside the barrier added: "Those people came with Lord Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni."

Hearing this, Tong Mo blinked his eyes with great interest, and said to Babai Bikuni with a smile: "I never thought that Babai would want to bring me new believers. I'm so happy~"

"It's just that we met on the road, so we came here together." Eight Hundred Bhikuni flatly denied.

Tong Mo never cared about her enthusiasm, but smiled brighter, giving people the illusion that she purposely refused to admit it because of her shyness.

However, Bhikkhuni Eight Hundred has never been shy, and never bothered to cover up such trivial matters.

Not paying attention to the facts deliberately distorted by Tong Mo, Babaichuni took the two children and left through the side door where no sunlight came in, and led them to the room where they lived for the past few days.

It can be seen that Tong Mo really put a lot of thought into it. Although it is a "guest room" in name, it is actually comparable to his own bedroom.

Inosuke was already thirteen or fourteen years old, and a boy at this age no longer needed his mother's bedtime stories at night. In a few years, he would be able to become a man in his own right.

In view of the fact that it was already late when we arrived today, eight hundred bhikkhunis also stayed overnight in the temple.Tong Mo was more energetic at night than during the day, to the point that the eight hundred bhikkuni woke up in the early morning, thinking that since he couldn't sleep, he might as well go to the verandah to watch the sunrise. When he was sitting on the dark veranda, a flash of silhouette.

"I thought who it was," White Oak's hair turned pale, but the wounded ghost on top of his head, which was as bright red as splashed blood, turned back in front of her, bent down and looked at the girl sitting on the porch: "Eight hundred is Are you waiting for me~"

He held a pair of golden fans in his hand, and only opened one, covering his delicate and smooth jaw behind the fan.

Tong Mo's clothes were originally red, and now that the sky was dark, he couldn't see what was stained on them, but Bhikkhuni's nose was not affected by the color of the sky like his eyes.

She smelled blood from Tong Mo's body.

"is it a lot?"

Eight hundred bhikkhuni suddenly said such an inexplicable sentence, she knew that Tong Mo could understand what she was asking.

【Are there a lot of people from the Ghost Killing Squad? 】

【Are there many people you killed tonight? 】

She didn't need to ask where Tong Mo went or what he did.Because the eight hundred bhikkhuni only need to look at his face and smell his body to know the answers to the above questions.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni has been with Guiwu Tsuji for too long, and she already knows the origin of these smells by heart.

Tong Mo's face remained unchanged, and he sat down beside her. The longer he stayed here, the more obvious the smell of blood became.

"It's not a lot." Tong Mo looked at her sideways and said, "Does Babai think the smell is obvious?"

There is no haze on the face of the winding ghost with rainbow-colored eyes, even though his body is filled with the smell of blood, his expression is still innocent and childish.

His voice was also clear and relaxed, and he happily shared with her what he had seen tonight: "Although there are very few cute girls in the Ghost Slaying Squad, this time I met a super-cute little girl, and she is still [ Zhu], to be a pillar at such a young age must have killed a lot of ghosts."

Tong Mo repeatedly told her that she was really a very cute girl, and she worked very hard. During the battle, she always protected her companions and tried to hold him back.

"But..." When he said this, his rainbow-like eyes suddenly dimmed, and his voice became deep: "No matter how hard humans try, they can only do so much."

As Tong Mo said that, that handsome face was almost close to the cheek of Babai Khunni.

"Her speed is too slow, so there is no way to cut off my head. I originally wanted to send her to the Paradise of Elysium, but it is almost dawn, what a pity."

This ghost of bliss is hugely different from normal people from the inside to the outside, and eight hundred bhikkhunis can't tell what he is regretting.

Maybe there are.

It's a pity that Zhu of the Demon Slayer Team didn't kill him so hard, and it's also a pity that he couldn't swallow the other party because of the dawn.

When they were talking, the sky in the distance seemed to be dyed with some bright colors, and that halo gradually spread out, and before the sun's brilliance fell to the ground, Tong Mo pressed his forehead to her forehead.

He said in a low voice: "That's great."

The slight itch left on her cheeks by the overly superior straight bridge of the nose caused Babaqiuni to raise her eyes. She looked at the sign that the sun was about to fall in the distance, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

"I'm not human." Tong Mo opened her eyes, long eyelashes brushed the end of her eyes, and she glimpsed some brilliant colors from the corner of her eye.

Tong Mo said to her: "So I won't die easily like a human being, and I won't leave you alone in this world for this reason."

"I promised Babai." He stretched out his hand to caress the side face of Babai Bikuni, and said to her, "God's grace will always bless you."

Eight Hundred Bhikkuni did not speak, she was probably hesitating or thinking about something, but before she could answer something - the sun rose.

Like an illusory dream, the young man beside her disappeared without a trace at any time, only the faint smell of blood lingering in the air reminded her that everything was real.

[Yaobai Bikuni is a girl who has been favored by the gods. 】

Such rumors have been prevalent everywhere for a long time. People yearn for her eternal beauty and youth, and envy her immortality and immortality.

At first she had moments of joy too, exulting that her body would never become ugly.But this kind of thinking didn't last too long. After discovering that the people around him were getting old and falling to death one after another, Bhikkhuni Baba felt terrified.

It's not so much a blessing as a curse.The eight hundred bhikkuni, who was originally just an ordinary girl, gained endless time because of this curse, and became an existence that even he felt strange.

——*——

When Inosuke woke up, he was tired and fell asleep for the second time.

Mostly because he was in the lair of other ghosts, his whole body was extremely tense, and he was always on guard against threats from the outside world, so naturally he would not fall asleep as easily as Inosuke.

Lei never let down his vigilance against Tong Mo, not only because the other party is stronger than him, but also because of his attitude towards Eight Hundred Bhikkuni.

From the way he looked at the eight hundred bhikkuni, Lei could detect the unusual meaning contained in it - this winding ghost must have some special thoughts for his mother.

【It's not like the way a father looks at his mother, but a kind of...】

Watching their interaction in the evening, I couldn't tell what it was like after being tired for a while.Until he heard a slight noise outside in the early hours of the morning, so he sneaked out and saw the scene where the winding ghost was sitting on the porch with his mother.

The ghost of bliss, with a lively voice and a carefree smile, suddenly seemed to have changed his temper just before sunrise.The look on his face is enough to be called [serious].

In the eyes he looked at his mother, tired finally understood what was contained in it.

That is the existence called 【Promise】.

Maybe Tong Mo couldn't feel the feelings of human beings, and he couldn't really think about anyone, but in front of Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, he didn't need to think about these at all.

Because supporting the relationship between Tong Mo and Eight Hundred Bhikkuni, and pulling them together, is the existence called [Promise] from the beginning to the end.

In the beginning, it was Tong Mo's parents, the couple who founded the Bliss Sect, who had made a promise to Bhikkhuni Babai. Later, they both died in the room, and Bhikkhuni Babai came to Tong Mo stepping on the mottled blood all over the floor.

This "Prophecy Priestess", who will never die like a human being and never reach the Land of Elysium, made a promise to Tong Mo.

"I'll take care of you when you grow up," she said.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis have been keeping this promise until more than ten years later, when the ghost of the beginning came to the Bliss Cult of All Ages.

Tong Mo stared at those blood-colored pupils, and when the man reached out his hand to Babaichuni, he suddenly thought——

[I also want to fulfill my promise to Babai. 】