I live longer than the incomparable

From—Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi.

Falling princess who realizes this, no matter how dull she is, she can know that the girl in front of her has an extraordinary status in the eyes of Lord Onimai Tsuji.

Because the appearance of her seen from those perspectives, each one is so gentle and beautiful that Luo Ji is surprised.

It was the first time she knew that Lord Onimai Tsuji would also look at others with such eyes.

At the beginning, Fallen Princess' attitude towards her was cautious and scrutinizing, but when she held the winding meeting and saw the girl standing quietly beside Lord Onimai Tsuji, Fallen Princess suddenly felt a little jealous.

——Her body... has too much smell of Onimai Tsuji-sama.

But Luo Ji, who is the ghost of Shangxian, can perceive that she is not the same ghost as Shangxian.

[Can mere human beings be favored by Lord Onimai Tsuji? 】

It's hard for Fallen Girl to accept this fact.

Until she complained to her elder brother, expressing her inner unwillingness was heard by the second of the winding.

The ghost of bliss with rainbow-colored eyes leaned forward and backward with a smile, as if he had heard some extremely funny joke.

"What are you laughing at!" Luo Ji glared at him bitterly, forgetting the difference in status for a moment, but before she could yell, Tong Mo stopped laughing exaggeratedly.

"I said you, Luo Ji." Tong Mo opened his golden iron fan, which was used as decoration and weapon, with sharp edges.

"Your Excellency Eight Hundred Bikuni is not a human being~" At this time, he no longer called Eight Hundred Bikuni by his name without any rules, but said to them in a rare and serious tone: "She is The unique [God's genus] in this world."

Fallen Princess naturally didn't believe this kind of thing, until one day she saw Yabaichuni refute Lord Onimai Tsuji's words in front of other Kamizuru.It was probably because Lord Onimai Tsuji was very angry, so she messed up her body, and while Yu Ji was watching coldly, she saw a scene she had never seen before.

In the infinite city, wherever the blood of the eight hundred bhikkhunis was splashed seemed to be ignited, but that was not a real flame, but a light that was almost as bright as the sun but did not burn them at all.

The tiny dots of light lingering in the air overlap at a certain moment like butterflies fluttering around, and the radiant scene even makes Luo Ji completely forget where she is.

She stretched out her hand in a daze to touch those tiny fluorescent lights, but found that they were suddenly attracted by something, frantically flocking in one direction.

The girl who opened her eyes again under the extremely gorgeous light and shadow has a more beautiful appearance than any woman Luo Ji has ever seen before.

This is the first time she admits that someone is better than herself.

——*——

It has been a long time since Babaichuni has seen Luo Ji. She herself can't remember exactly how many years ago she met the last time. She only knows that Luo Ji always liked to pester her in the past and asked Babai Bikuni to teach her how to play. Shamisen.

No matter what it is, as long as it can be mastered through practice, Babaichuni has a little bit of it-the long years have nowhere to go, so I have to find something to do at random to make myself less boring.

But in the eyes of the eight hundred monks, even though Fallen Princess was pestering her to teach the shamisen in name, she was actually just looking for a reason to cling to her.

After all, that little girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old when she became a ghost.

After becoming a ghost, he can permanently retain the most beautiful posture, just like Oni Wu Tsuji Muyou was clearly turned into a ghost before the age of 20, but he has always maintained his youthful appearance.Luo Ji also raised her appearance age slightly.

This is something that only the ghost of winding can barely do.

But before meeting Eight Hundred Bhikuni, Fallen Princess only used gorgeous makeup to make herself look more mature.

It wasn't until one day that Bhikkhuni Eight Hundred noticed that she was extremely awkward, as if struggling and hesitating for a long time, finally got up the courage to ask her: "Master Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni's appearance...how long did she stop at?"

Such a question surprised Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, "The Heian era...or earlier."

She herself can't remember clearly.

However, Luo Ji was more surprised than her when she heard this answer, "That's not what I mean, I mean..." Luo Ji came up to her, held her hand and asked solemnly: "Your appearance has always been How old are they all?"

It was the first time that Bhikkhuni was stunned by this kind of question.

Thinking about it carefully, there are very few women in the ghost of the string, and it is rare for Luo Ji to have a same-sex object that she likes.

After all, when Fallen Princess and her elder brother Taro the prostitute became the ghosts of Shangxian, only Fallen Princess was left among the women in Shangxian.

Yaobikuni recalled the events many years ago, and remembered the time he spent as a human being——

"Perhaps so," she said softly.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni himself was not sure.

But Luo Ji was very excited when she got the answer. She happily made her appearance look a few years older, and her brows and eyes became more and more charming after growing, but the joy in her expression was still like a little girl.

"Isn't this more beautiful?" She asked Eight Hundred Bikuni expectantly.

Seeing the expression on her face, Babaichuni couldn't help laughing, and replied softly, "Yes, she's even more beautiful."

Getting a compliment from the eight hundred bhikkhuni made her more excited than getting an extremely verbal compliment from any of the guests in Huajie—even if the bhikkhuni bhikkhuni just said it casually.

Luo Ji is really happy because she got her [approval].

But then Guiwu Tsuji Wumi suddenly wanted to create a child-like ghost on a whim, and after taking the eight hundred bhikunis to change places a few times, she lost contact with Yuji.

Seeing Fallen Princess again after many years, the Eight Hundred Bhikkuni went to the Bliss Cult of Ten Thousand Ages alone.

It was already night when she arrived, and Tong Mo stood at the gate of the temple in person, wearing a white feather weaving and a Tibetan hat on his head.

It is usually a deliberate attire in order to pretend to be in front of people.

Seeing Babaichuni from a distance, a smile appeared on Tong Mo's face. He pressed the top of the closed fan against his chin, and when he smiled, he showed his pointed canine teeth.

"Eight hundred came so slowly~" Tong Mo opened his arms to hug her, but eight hundred bhikkuni sideways dodged her, and because he had no intention of hugging her, that's why he was easily dodged by eight hundred bhikkhuni open.

Ignoring his usual nonsense, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni just asked him: "Has Fallen Princess come yet?"

"Eh?" Tong Mo showed a look of surprise and disappointment: "Why does Babai ask others as soon as he arrives, and I can't even talk to you a few more words?"

The eight hundred bhikkhunis were not moved by his pretentious posture, and walked straight towards the temple. Tong Mo saw that this trick would not work, so he chased after her before she had taken a few steps.

"Falling Ji and the prostitute Taro are too much," Tong Mo complained, "Never contact me at ordinary times, and only think of me when there is a need. I have always regarded them as good friends~"

In Tong Mo's eyes, among Shangxian...no, it should be said that among all the people or ghosts he knows, there is no existence that is not his friend.

Other people's thoughts are not within his scope of thinking, Tong Mo only knows that he considers others as friends, so they should also reciprocate.

There was no intention to comment on his strange way of thinking, and the eight hundred bhikkhuni did not come for him, so naturally he would not spend too much time in meaningless conversations with him.

She just wanted to hear what Luo Ji had to say to her.

The information that the wounded ghosts scattered all over the place can learn is far more than that of the eight hundred bhikkhunis who stay with Onimai Tsuji Mumi all the year round, as if they are excluded from the outside information network.

——*——

"Master Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni!"

As soon as they met, Luo Ji ran in front of her, and even her closest brother was left behind.

The prostitute Taro didn't care about anything, he wasn't like Tong Mo who could howl for a long time with little things.

Seeing her younger sister and Mr. Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni standing in the verandah, Taro the prostitute greeted her not far from them, then consciously sat aside and left the place for them to talk.

A hundred years have passed, and the eight hundred bhikkhunis are still what they used to be - they can walk in the sun and don't need to feed on humans.

Taro, the prostitute, pictured the appearance of the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni in his heart, and his sister asked her directly about the [little devil with flower earrings under his ears].

For the person she despises, Luo Ji will never show any kindness in her mouth, not to mention that this is the object that Gui Wu Tsuji ordered to kill.

Hearing that Babai Bhikkhuni's eyes fell on her face, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Luo Ji told her the ins and outs carelessly, anyway, in her opinion, the eight hundred bhikkuni is not something that needs to be tabooed and concealed, so together with [Master Onimai Tsuji ordered her to find the little ghost no matter what, and then kill] such things , also told her.

"Bhikkhuni-sama must know the reason, right?"

When Luo Ji asked her like this, Babai Khuni responded, "If it's the flower earrings, I probably know about it."

Yabaichuni is not afraid that Onimai Tsuji will read the memory of Fallen Princess, because every sentence she said in front of Fallen Princess and the prostitute Taro is normal.

She told them: "I know the original owner of the pair of flower Zha earrings."

Luo Ji was obviously stunned when she heard this answer, she had no idea that there were several owners of the flower Zha earrings, so she blinked her eyes, showing a confused look.

Fallen Princess is not good at anything that requires thinking or making many turns. Most of the time, she just follows her brother and imitates her brother.

Because the elder brother said that he would plunder everything from others before others hurt him, so Luo Ji also learned his selfishness.

Eight Hundred Bhikkuni actually didn't hate her, and of course, she didn't have anything to hate.

What she dislikes and what she likes are all things that need to consume emotions, but the feelings of Eight Hundred Bhikuni are too weak, so she treats everything indifferently.

Even when Luo Ji said hesitantly: "Then...does Master Eight Hundred Bikuni not want that brat to die...", she didn't have much reaction.