I live longer than the incomparable

"Why do you feel this way?" Eight Hundred Bhikkuni asked her.

Falling Hime replied in a natural tone: "Because when you talked about knowing that person, your feeling was completely different from that of Onimai Tsuji-sama."

It is true that Luo Ji cannot be said to be a smart child, but the basic ability to perceive other people's emotions still exists.When Mr. Onimai Tsuji talked about the little ghost wearing the flower earrings, his tone was filled with hatred.

But Lord Babai Khuni was different. When she mentioned the original owner of the flower earrings, the expression on her face was almost gentle.

Fallen Princess rarely carefully observes the changes in other people's expressions, but it is naturally different for those who care.She was even used to looking for those shallow emotions from the subtle changes in the expression of Mr. Eight Hundred Bikuni.

She was able to detect this, which actually surprised Babaqiuni for a moment. Correspondingly, since she had already discovered it, there was no need to hide it.

"Yes." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni approved her words: "It is indeed different."

The swordsman of the Demon Killing Team, Ji Kuni Yuanichi, who made Gui Wu Tsuji hate and fear, the initial image in the mind of Yabaichuni was just a pitiful child.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni still remembered his young appearance, quiet and dazed, when he was sitting alone on the porch, as if the hustle and bustle of the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Different from his elder brother who is highly valued, that little child was placed by his father in a room that was only three stacks in size. The most common thing he did was to keep those big dull red eyes open, even though his eyes seemed to be Nothing could fit in.

Ji Guoyuanyi...is also a person who is born different.

Unable to integrate into the world, and unable to communicate with others normally, and was even considered deaf and hoarse at one time, pitiful and pathetic.

But all of this, Guiwu Tsuji Wuyan never knew.

Because when Ji Guoyuan met Ghost Wu Tsuji, he was already a born ghost swordsman.

Things that even Oni Wu Tsuji Wuyou didn't know, and it was even more impossible for the last Kamizuru, who was turned into a ghost by Tong Mo in the Edo period, like Fallen Hime, to know.But what Fallen Princess can know is that Lord Yabai Khuni and Lord Onimai Tsuji have almost never the same thoughts.

Whatever it is, they never agree on it from the bottom of their hearts.

Sometimes Fallen Princess would also think about questions such as [Why Yabaichuni-sama and Onimai Tsuji-sama have been together for so long], but with her pure way of thinking, every time she would fall into a vicious circle with no solution.

It's the same this time.

Master Yabaichuni did not directly answer her question about the little ghost wearing the earrings that Lord Onimai Tsuji said, but said to her, "Just treat it as usual."

In the past, Master Onimai Tsuji also often ordered Fallen Princess to eat more, become a more powerful and beautiful Oni, and kill more pillars.Every time, Luo Ji worked hard in the direction he said.

So after hearing Babai Khuni's words, she tilted her head: "Is it the same as you usually treat those [pillars]?"

Although this little ghost is definitely not as powerful as [Pillar] of the Demon Slayer Team this time, since this is what Lord Yabaichuni meant, Luo Ji will naturally listen to it.

In fact, she didn't come here entirely for the information of that brat. Being able to see Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni again, even if the other party didn't know anything directly, was enough to make Luo Ji happy for a long time.

[Because I saw her again. 】

This alone is already a huge gain.

——*——

In fact, Luo Ji really wanted to spend more time with her, even if Babai Kuni didn't say a word, Luo Ji could watch her babble for a long time by herself.

But the time of sunrise will not be delayed by every second because of Luo Ji's nostalgia for Eight Hundred Bikuni.

Before the sun rises, they must rush back to Huajie.

When the prostitute Taro reminded her, Luo Ji's beautiful face was full of reluctance and regret.

"We can still meet next time." Eight Hundred Bhikkuni said to her, "If there is a chance, I can also go to you."

Luo Ji's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she took her hand in surprise to confirm: "Really?"

She said cheerfully that I will definitely treat Mrs. Eight Hundred Bhikuni well, and I will never wrong you.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni smiled helplessly, watching her leave almost every step of the way.

After they left, Tong Mo showed up caringly. Seeing that he didn't make trouble on purpose, Babai Bhikkhuni didn't say anything to spoil the fun when he sat down.

"It's like this again." Tong Mo said suddenly.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni thought he was talking about this familiar scene. The last time she came to the temple to pick up the two children, they sat side by side in the veranda like this, waiting for the rising sun.

——Although Tong Mo will definitely hide in the house before the sun rises.

She didn't speak, and Tong Mo has long been used to her indifference, it has been like this since before, after Tong Mo said ten sentences, she would only answer one or two.

But she also has occasional talkative moments.

Tong Mo remembered that she once said to herself that people who are born different are destined to suffer more than others.

But Tong Mo never felt pain, because he couldn't even feel any emotion.

——But the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni is different from him.

Tong Mo tilted his neck, supported his cheeks with his hands, and turned his head to look at her: "No matter who it is in front of, Babai is very popular~"

"But I'm the person Babai trusts the most, right?" Tong Mo suddenly brought up this topic, and the brilliance in those rainbow-colored eyes was extremely brilliant: "Because I promised Babai, I will definitely find it for you." The cyan flower of the other shore allows you to go to bliss."

Finding the blue Bana flower is a farther thing than letting Tong Mo have feelings.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni's eyes moved to him, probably because his own flaws were too obvious, so he needed something else to make up for it, so Tong Mo, who couldn't develop feelings, was particularly stubborn in making promises.

——As long as it is something he promised, he must do it no matter what.

Even if the person he promised never expected him to deliver.

It is a wonderful thing to have expectations for others, but Eight Hundred Bikuni has long lost this ability. She can't look forward to anything, and never longs for happiness—for her, the scenes she sees through prophecy, No matter what it looks like, it's not enough to make her think about changing.

Just as she had clearly seen the ending of many people before, she never tried to change anything.

What motivates people to live is emotion, and what motivates people to work hard for something is also the emotion in their hearts.Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni has long lost those fiery feelings, and naturally she doesn't have the motivation to work hard for anything.

But on this issue, she was confused.

【Why Tong Mo, who can't feel the emotion at all, is almost stubborn because of a so-called "commitment". 】

He can neither experience joy nor sorrow, and even all the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys he expresses are things "stolen" from others.

But he still remembers many things, especially the past related to Babaichuni, Tong Mo has always remembered clearly.

He remembered that when he was young, he was sitting on the altar with the eight hundred bhikkhunis. Facing the complaints of the believers, he looked at the eight hundred bhikkhunis almost at a loss.He also remembered that both his father and mother died tragically in the room. Facing the mottled blood on the floor and the stench filling the whole room, he also looked at the eight hundred bhikkhuni who stretched out his hand to him with the same eyes.

That was the look of [asking].

——Tell me, what should I... how should I do?

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni had already forgotten that she had given the answer to this bewildered child a long time ago.

[As long as there is a goal to strive for, and something that can make you do everything you want to do, then no matter how boring the world is, it will become glorious. 】

In Tong Mo's eyes, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni is the existence that makes his whole world a glorious one.

Even if he said most often [God's grace will always exist in Babai's body].

But only Tong Mo himself can really understand his inner thoughts. For him, Babai Bhikkhuni is his [God].

She taught him how to communicate with this world, how to face other [normal] human beings, and how to allow himself to accept his own existence.

It's just that...Bhikkhuni Yabai may never realize that this child who has no emotion in her eyes, and who doesn't know what emotion is until now, has actually been [loving] her in his own unique way.

When he was a human being, Tong Mo had been working hard to understand her better. He once regarded Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni as his own kind, thinking that she could not perceive any emotions like himself—because no matter what the believers said No matter how the pain changes, the expression of Babai Bikuni will always be so sad.

Sad...but never shed a single tear.It's as if she also made such a gesture on purpose.

But it wasn't until she turned into a ghost that Tong Mo suddenly realized that the pain of Bhikkhuni Eight Hundred came from herself, from her endless and long life.

The sadness that emanated from her was not so much from the human beings who knelt before her to confide in her, but rather from her bones.

Because of the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, even when there are no believers in front of her, Tong Mo's observation of her expression will inadvertently reveal her true thoughts.

At that time, Tong Mo had already been turned into a ghost by Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi, he accepted his new identity without any grievances, and he didn't even give birth to the slightest struggle.

Because for him, no matter what.

It doesn't matter whether he is a human being or something else, it's the same for Tong Mo.Even when he accepted the fact that he became a man-eating evil spirit, he didn't give birth to the slightest burden.

But Bhikkhuni Babai had a different view on this, and Tong Mo could see it from her eyes.

When Gui Wu Tsuji Muchan's hands with hard and sharp nails penetrated into his head, Tong Mo saw the expression on her face from the eyes of rainbow-colored eyes soaked in blood.

[Eight hundred bhikkhuni are feeling sad for him. 】

Tong Mo didn't understand such sadness, he only knew that he had to keep the promise he had made with Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis, and turning into a ghost meant that he could also have a long life, and only in this way could he truly, forever and ever He worked hard for the death of the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

But Tong Mo heard an inaudible sigh.

The girl who made the sound was almost in tears.

"How sad..." she said.

[Pathetic] Putting such words on Tong Mo, he himself does not approve of them at all.If he was able to speak at this time, he would definitely smile and say to Babai Bikuni: "Babai's idea is so strange~"

But at this moment, Tong Mo couldn't say anything, even if he moved his fingers, he would feel the pain coming from his head that would make his whole body twitch.

It was difficult enough to maintain the open-eyed position, and the tingling pain that penetrated the bone marrow was enough to wipe out any clear mind.Feeling that a powerful force that did not belong to him awakened in his body, Tong Mo suddenly thought——

【so good. 】

Even he himself couldn't figure out why he had such an idea.

——*——

Before the sun rose, Tong Mo was still sitting beside her, "I heard that Yabai and Kimai-sama are going to move again, won't it be troublesome to always move?"

Tong Mo seemed to be really thinking about her, and even suggested with great interest: "Why don't you move in with me, anyway, the temple is very spacious, and there are still many vacant rooms, even if you and Mr. Everything is fine!"

Let's not talk about his intentions in this proposal, but the content of what he said is enough to see that most of it is a joke.

Eight hundred bhikkuni shifted his gaze slightly, and said softly, "Wouldn't it be boring to live in one place all the time?"

Her voice was almost as indifferent as the cool moonlight, and even on the surface, Babaichuni was more like the person who couldn't feel emotions.

Tong Mo sat beside her with his face in his hands, tilted his head and said with a smile: "No——not at all~"

His iridescent eyes were clear in the light of the moon, and his words were equally beautiful: "If I always live in one place, devotees can easily find my temple. Can guide others to bliss , bringing happiness to others is also happiness to oneself.”

Like a god and Buddha who is really compassionate, Tong Mo is always chanting: "Human beings are afraid of the pain of living and the emptiness of death, so I integrate them into my flesh and blood, so that they can get together with me. Eternal life. Yabai must be able to understand this kind of thing."

The Yaobhikuni can understand—but understanding and identification are not the same concept.

Even if he could understand that what he did was the result of his thoughts being too different from ordinary people, Bhikkhuni still couldn't agree with his actions from the bottom of his heart.

But if she doesn't say it, Tong Mo won't know.

It is very difficult to change Tong Mo's mind, and when Babai Khuni realized that he had become like this, everything was already a foregone conclusion.

Tong Mo is the pillar of the entire Elysium Bliss Sect. It can even be said that he was destined to become the "Son of God" in the eyes of all believers since he was born.

The couple who brought him into this world had planned everything before he was born.

They knew from the eight hundred bhikkhuni that their child would have pure white oak hair and strange colorful eyes. After hearing what she said, the couple knelt down in front of her and wept with joy. I am grateful for the [God's gift].

For a long time, people at the bottom have lived in ignorance and ignorance, their thinking and cognition have been greatly restricted, and they blame all incomprehensible things on [God].

If at that time, the eight hundred bhikkhuni told them that this child is only a little special in hair color and eye color, and is not a messenger of the gods, nor can he hear the voice of the gods, but it will cause them to fall into real pain.

In many cases, the truth is often not as good as the lie.

Eight Hundred Bhikkuni understood this truth a long time ago. Although she is not good at telling lies, she will not expose when others deliberately misinterpret her meaning in order to seek psychological comfort.

She knew that in the eyes of those people, it was better to live in the falsehood of dreams than to live in the cruel reality.

So Tong Mo became the [Son of God], and she was also regarded as a goddess by the Bliss Cult of Eternal Bliss.Those people knelt down in front of her, begging her to move out of the small, ruined shrine where she used to live, and called her the [Prophecy Priestess] who was also favored by the gods.

When they were still alive, the couple who founded the Bliss Cult really worshiped her as a god.

Even though Babai Khuni seldom speaks and always lowers her eyelids, they will say that she is working hard to make everyone happy and to bless the believers of Wanshi Bliss Cult and pray every day.

Tong Mo's father is actually not an exclusive husband, he has even had relationships with many female believers in the church, but only in front of the eight hundred nuns, he never looks at a "beautiful woman" in his eyes to see her.

Because the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis are their [gods], and human beings are not qualified to touch and blaspheme the gods.

As human beings, they can only kneel in front of her, begging her to bring salvation to the believers.

But what they don't know is that the eight hundred bhikkuni themselves have not been able to obtain the so-called "salvation".

But words are curses, and hearts become bondage.After being deified by them, the eight hundred bhikkhunis have been bound by human words.

When seeing the corpses of the couple, Babaichuni also thought that when Tong Mo grows up, she will find a chance to leave Wanshi Bliss Cult, but before her thoughts become reality, Gui Wu Tsuji rediscovered her.

In fact, Tong Mo has neither hatred nor gratitude towards Oni Wu Tsuji who turned him into a ghost. On weekdays, he respectfully calls the other party "Adult", but it is just because Oni Wu Tsuji likes to be called that.

That's how he is, aloof, so arrogant that he looks at anyone with nothing but contempt.

Tong Mo is very willing to take care of his emotions and help him realize his wish.Just like he is also very happy to sit by the screens full of nasturtiums and golden dharma/wheel patterns in the house, listening to believers complaining all day and night, crying along their words and saying that they will definitely be able to go to bliss.

He treats everyone equally, whether it is a member of the Ghost Slayer Squad or a ghost like him.

Only the eight hundred bhikkuni is an exception, and she is the only existence that needs to be treated specially.

Tong Mo has seen Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi embrace her in his arms, and he has also seen Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi tear her apart. The attitude of the original ghost towards her will always make Tong Mo puzzled for a long time.

Both his father and mother are idiots, Tong Mo has never seen a human being as stupid as them, but when he thinks of the scene of his mother holding a knife and killing his father in front of him, he will always unconsciously think of Ghost Dance The scene where Tsujimu massacres eight hundred bhikkhunis.

Someone once told Tong Mo that when he asked why his mother wanted to kill his father, that person said to him, "It was because of hatred."

Because he hated the other party, he wanted the other party to die in pain.

But Tong Mo thought again, Babai would not die, she would only ignite the sun-like brilliance again and again, and be resurrected in that light and shadow like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

So this statement may not be suitable for Onimai Tsuji Mumi and Yabai.

But later Tong Mo heard another saying, someone said to him, 【It's because of love. 】

Because his mother loved his father deeply, she couldn't accept his infidelity, and after killing him, she went to hell with him.

Tong Mo suddenly understood something.

[Ghost Dance Tsuji Wu Mian also loves the Eight Hundred Bhikkuni. 】

That's why after he found out that he couldn't get a response from the eight hundred bhikkuni and couldn't get her [love], he would love and hate her capriciously.

So many times, even he himself can't react, what kind of mood he is holding, will appear in front of her again and again.

——*——

"It's almost dawn."

After being silent for a long time, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni suddenly said this.

Even holding his face, Tong Mo's fingers still moved restlessly. He poked his own cheek with a childish and innocent look: "Is Babai caring about me? I'm so happy~"

Before Babai Kuni could even react, Tong Mo suddenly leaned towards her.

Lying on the wooden porch, Babaichuni looked over his shoulder and saw the moon that was about to disappear.

The time belonging to [ghosts] was about to end, but the ghost of bliss, who was lying on top of her, supported the porch with his arms, and was so close to her, had a gentle expression on his face.

He bent down, his iridescent eyes fixed on her.

Unlike his parents, Tong Mo never believed that the so-called gods really existed in this world, nor did he believe that the so-called Paradise of Ultimate Bliss was a real thing—he naturally would not, like his parents, put the things under him This person is regarded as an unattainable and untouchable existence.

She is Tong Mo's "god", but not a god above her.

As early as when he was still a human being, his position had always been by the side of Eight Hundred Bhikkuni - he had always been the closest existence to her.

Even if she climbed into her arms when no one was around, Eight Hundred Bhikkuni would never refuse.

She would only look at Tong Mo with those eyes that looked like the surface of a deep lake when Tong Mo was staring at her.The depths of the pupils will spread like ripples, a fleeting brilliance and agility.

"I've never said such a thing before." Tong Mo pressed his forehead against hers: "I know Babai's memory is very bad, and he always forgets some important things, but this time, no matter what. Remember, because I'll only say it once."

The eight hundred bhikkhuni's eyes moved from his shoulders to his face, the winded ghost with the moonlight behind his back, his expression was rare and quiet - even in a certain moment, it was somewhat similar to the expression that eight hundred bhikkhuni often showed.

He said to her, "Come and find me."

"It doesn't matter if it's for anything, it doesn't matter because of anyone. Actually, Yabai doesn't like Onimai Tsuji-sama, but it doesn't matter, Yabao doesn't have to worry about such things at all, because I will definitely do better than him Well, I will be better than him..."

【I love you even more. 】