I live longer than the incomparable

In fact, this question was not only asked by Kamado Tanjiro, my wife Zenitsu and Yabai Inosuke, who also experienced the battle of the infinite train, also received an invitation from Purgatory Kyojuro.

Because members of the [Pillar] class are generally very busy, they already receive a lot of tasks on weekdays, so they hardly have time to teach other team members—except for their own [step-son].

This is a tradition that has been spared no effort to preserve the continuation of the Ghost Slayer Squad and to prevent outstanding swordsmen from being buried.Theoretically speaking, the [pillars] of the ghost killing team can have countless [stepchildren] who personally guide them, as long as they are willing.

Generally speaking, however, few Zhu will have more than two stepsons - this is also to ensure that the children he chooses can get the best education, and at the same time don't let himself into the difficult problem of balancing the time between performing tasks and nurturing stepson among.

So for Zamon Tanjirou and the others, the invitation from Yanzhu Purgatory Kyojuro is obviously an extremely rare opportunity to strengthen their strength.

What's more... Purgatory Xing Shoulang suddenly remembered that in their family, they kept the notes left by the [Yan Zhu] of the past.

"I haven't read the contents of the notes," Purgatory Xingshourou told him: "But the kitchen door boy, if you want to know whether Kagura, the god of fire, is related to the breath of flames, I can take you to my my hometown, and those notes are still in the hands of my father."

Kamado Tanjiro had no reason to refuse.

My wife Zenitsu and Yabai Inosuke stayed in the Demon Slayer Squad to recuperate, while Purgatory Kyojuro and Kamado Tanjiro left for Purgatory Kyojuro’s hometown that afternoon.

In fact, before returning to his hometown with Purgatory Kyojuro, Kamado Tanjiro felt that parents who could raise such an excellent swordsman as Mr. Purgatory must be very powerful.

Moreover, Mr. Purgatory also told Tanjiro on the road that his father was the former Yanzhu.

Purgatory Xing Shoulang said: "The name [Yan Zhu] has been passed down in our family for twenty generations, and I am the No.20 Yan Zhu."

Kamado Tanjiro who heard all the way over showed a look of admiration, clenched his fists and his eyes seemed to be twinkling like stars.

However, all the beautiful fantasies came to naught when he met Mr. Purgatory's father, the former Yanzhu.

From the appearance, it can be seen that they are Mr. Purgatory's family members. All of them have unique hairstyles that are fluffy like golden flames and have crimson tails.

Tanjiro Kamado saw Mr. Purgatory's younger brother, Senjuro Purgatory at the door.When he was sweeping the floor at the door, his eyes lit up when he saw his brother coming home, but when he heard his brother asking his father, he showed a worried look.

Tanjiro was vaguely aware of something at that moment.

And his guess was confirmed when he met Mr. Purgatory's father.

Compared with Mr. Purgatory, who was full of energy, his father was sitting in the room drinking with a full face, even when he heard Mr. Purgatory open the door and said loudly: "My lord father! I'm back!" , Throwing the sake bottle in his hand directly on him.

"What's the use of coming back, what's the use other than being an eyesore?"

Tanjiro Kamado looked at the man inside who smelled of alcohol and said such hurtful words while drunk, and subconsciously turned his helpless gaze to Purgatory Kyojuro.

Purgatory Xingshou Lang seemed to have been used to it for a long time, walked into the room without any suspicion, and said: "Father, you have drunk too much alcohol, you should pay more attention to your body." In this way, he opened the window and dispersed. The smell of alcohol in the room.

Purgatory Makijuro not only didn't listen to his words, but said: "Waste with no value, no matter what you do, you don't need to be cared about. A truly gifted person is one who has far surpassed others from the very beginning. Geniuses with unique talents, while everyone else can only be counted as worthless scum!"

Purgatory Xingjurou's hand to open the window stopped like this.

"You too, why don't you quit the Ghost Killing Squad earlier..."

When Makijuro in Purgatory was about to say something outrageous again, Tanjiro Kamado couldn't help but refuted him: "No!"

Zamon Tanjirou's eyes fell on Purgatory Kyojuro, just as he had received affirmation from the other party at that time, he has always been affirming Mr. Purgatory's efforts and achievements: "Mr. Purgatory! I have been working hard all the time, Fighting ghosts to protect humans, just yesterday, he also successfully fulfilled his promise, protecting the lives of more than 200 people on the Infinity Train!"

Zamon Tanjiro's voice was firm: "Mr. Purgatory is not scum and waste! He is the [Flame Pillar] that everyone is proud of!"

Purgatory Makijuro, who was suddenly interrupted from speaking, finally found out that his son had brought back other people. He turned his head loosely, but his eyes touched the spots spreading from Kamado Tanjiro's forehead, and the spots under his ears. When she saw the flower Zha earrings, her expression suddenly changed.

"……you!"

Purgatory Makijuro suddenly jumped up from the couch, grabbed Kamado Tanjirou by the collar, and fixed his eyes on his forehead and ears.It was as if he had seen something that shocked him extremely.

Kamado Tanjirou was taken aback by his sudden move, but stared back in order not to lose his momentum.

Just when Purgatory Kyojuro was about to pull them away, Purgatory Makijuro suddenly let go of his hand.But his gaze still didn't move from under his ear.

"As a user of [Sun Breath], of course you can say such things easily!" Purgatory Makijuro said almost gnashing his teeth: "But don't think that you are a [Sun Breath] user, just You can just go to other people's homes and point them out!"

Kamado Tanjirou was stunned for a moment.

"What...is [Breath of the Sun]?"

He stared blankly at Purgatory Makijuro, and suddenly realized that Mr. Purgatory's father might really know something: "Can you explain more clearly? What does [Breath of the Sun] mean? Have you heard of [God of Fire]?" Kagura]?"

Although Kamado Tanjiro's questioning attitude was extremely sincere, Purgatory Makijuro obviously didn't want to talk to him at all. After pushing and chasing Purgatory Kyojuro and Kamado Tanjiro out of the house, he stood in the door loudly and told Senjurou that : "Don't just put anyone into our house! Some distinguished guests are really not the ones we can receive!"

The word "Honored Guest" was deliberately re-pronounced, Tanjirou Kamado looked at the closed door blankly, no matter how dull he was, he could understand that Mr. Purgatory's father was referring to himself.

"Mr. Purgatory?"

He looked blankly at Purgatory Xingshourou next to him, and asked, "[Sun's Breath]...what exactly is it?"

Hearing that Purgatory Xingshoulang responded with a slightly apologetic smile, he patted his head: "I'm very sorry, my father's appearance disappointed you, but..." He became serious: "It's the first time I've heard of [ Breath of the Sun]?"

Seeing that they couldn't get the desired answer from Purgatory Xingshoulang, it was unlikely that they would enter Purgatory's house again in a while.The task of the ghost killing team will never be reduced, and it is impossible for them to have too much time to stay here.

So in the end, I can only go back the same way and make plans later.

On the way, Purgatory Kyojuro said to Kamado Tanjiro, "I'm sorry, Kamado boy, I let you make this trip for nothing."

Hearing what he said, Kamado Tanjiro completely disagreed, he shook his head: "No, thank you very much for bringing me here, and we didn't get nothing."

At least, from Mr. Purgatory's father, they learned about [Sun's Breath], a breathing method they had never heard of before.

——*——

When the members of the Ghost Killing Team were grateful for the timely arrival of the supporting swordsmen and thus rescued the members of the Ghost Killing Team who had encountered Kami no [-], the atmosphere over there was not as relaxed and harmonious as in the Butterfly House.

The night was dark, and the eight hundred bhikkhuni walked back to the room along the verandah, but saw a familiar figure kneeling half-kneeling at the door that opened the barrier door.

The young man with cherry-colored short hair has circles of bluish-black lines all over his body. These lines even spread to every corner of his face and body, making him look particularly abrupt at night.

He was wearing a blouse of the same color as his hair, but it was unbuttoned, revealing his lean and muscular figure.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi was probably angry again, and a voice full of anger came from the room, but before the eight hundred bhikkhuni could hear what he was cursing, suddenly a pool of blood spurted from Yi Wo Zuo's body. It flew out, splashed bloody arcs in the air, and landed on the wooden verandah, leaving a large scarlet.

Breaking other people's heads at the slightest disagreement is really normal for Onimai Tsuji.

In particular, Yiwozuo didn't disagree with him, but failed to achieve the goal that Guiwu Tsuji had expected, which made Guiwu Tsuji disappointed in him.

The last ghost that disappointed Oni Wu Tsuji, who felt that the other party was useless, was the nightmare that he directly photographed into a puddle last night.

The tiny drops of blood splashed from Yiwozuo's body splashed for a long distance, and some of them landed at the feet of the eight hundred bhikkuni. With the blood stains on, stepping on the slightly cleaner floor that wasn't splattered with blood, he walked into the sight of Ghost Mai Tsuji.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni stood behind Yiwozao, and saw Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi standing in the room with a dark complexion and even bulging forehead veins. Her eyes slid past Yiwo, who was half kneeling on the ground and was gradually healing the wound on his head. seat.

The gap between the first string and the lower string is particularly obvious at this moment-not only the attitude of Oni Wu Tsuji towards them, but also their own recovery ability.

The understring ghost can easily be disbanded by Oni Wu Tsuji on the spot. If he fails and dares to appear in front of Oni Wu Tsuji, he will only usher in the end of being killed by Oni Wu Tsuji.As for the winding ghost, even if Guiwu Tsuji Wumi was already furious, he only gave a warning.

After all... It has never been an easy task to create a winding ghost that suits one's wishes and is practical.Otherwise, the Winding Ghost wouldn't have remained unchanged for more than a hundred years.

When the eight hundred bhikkhuni lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, Guiwu Tsuji raised his chin, his face turned slightly, he looked at the eight hundred bhikuni: "You came just in time."

Hearing this, Bhikkhuni Yabai raised her eyes, thinking that Onimui Tsuji might be about to change the object of her anger again.

Transferring anger from Yiwoza to Yabaichuni was nothing more than a simple change of thinking of something casually for Onimai Tsuji.

But Guiwu Tsuji Wumi just told her the reason why Yiwozuo was kneeling at the door, with a cold voice: "Yiwozuo also failed."

As soon as the word "also" came out, the eight hundred bhikkhunis immediately understood what Gui Wu Tsuji was referring to.

——The task of killing Kamado Tanjiro.

"Really," she sighed softly, but she didn't even raise her eyelids, and there was no fluctuation in her words: "It's a pity."

Oni Wu Tsuji raised the tails of his eyes slightly, the shape of those eyes was dangerous and beautiful, and the scarlet vertical pupils were more dazzling than the lights.Eight hundred bhikkuni's response was really not satisfactory to him.

"Aren't you going to express your opinion?" Gui Wu Tsuji said suddenly.

"There is still no news about the blue Bana flower, and every time I just report that I can't find it. And it is clear that it is Shangxian, but it can't even deal with a kid who is not even a pillar, and all the humans in the ghost killing team are let go. Already!"

Oni Wu Tsuji said as he spoke, his originally calm tone became more and more like gnashing of teeth.

The Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni remained calm, she said softly, "What's the reason?"

Naturally, this question was not for Oni Wu Tsuji, but for Yi Wozao who was half kneeling in front of her, with his back to her, in front of Oni Wu Tsuji.

When the voice of the eight hundred bhikkhuni sounded from behind Yiwoza, his reaction was even more dignified than when he faced Gui Wu Tsuji Mumi's reprimand—the already tense muscles became stiff as if frozen in an instant , The pupils also tightened unconsciously.

As the third of the first string, Yiwozuo, in a sense, can be regarded as quite dependent and favored by Oni Wu Tsuji Wuyou-not only acquiesced in his behavior of not eating women, but also in the eyes of Oni Wu Tsuji Wuyou. The status is also much higher than that of Shangxian No. [-] Tongmo.

Of course, part of the reason is that Tong Mo has never been able to win the favor of Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan—it is obviously the second of the first string, but it is also a nuisance in the eyes of all the first strings, including Oni Wu Tsuji.

Yiwozuo likes to fight with the strong, and what he hates the most in his life is the weak. In his eyes, only the strong are worthy of his attention—and as the primordial ghost, Mr. Oni Wu Tsuji is obviously superior to A true powerhouse above all.

But His Excellency Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, who has always been by Mr. Onimai Tsuji's side, is also a very special and rare existence.

Although on the surface, she always looks calm and calm, as if she doesn't care about anything, and doesn't seem to be interested in anything, but in fact... Yi Wozuo has seen her holding a knife.

The person standing in front of him at that moment was not a bhikkhuni, nor a woman holding a sword. She was part of the sword pose, which was the closest to the legendary [Supreme Realm] that Yiwozuo had seen so far. The presence.

Your Excellency, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, has a power far superior to any winding one.

Yi Wozuo didn't know why she never used force, nor did she know why she stayed by Mr. Gui Wu Tsuji's side, but what he could know was that she was not as powerless as she appeared on the surface.

Sometimes even when standing in front of her, one would feel that the aura emanating from her is far more chilling than Lord Onimai Tsuji's.

Unlike Mr. Onimai Tsuji's uncertain weather, His Excellency Yabaichuni, who doesn't show any emotions and never shows any joy, is obviously a more dangerous existence.

"There is no reason." After Yi Wozuo was silent for a moment, he lowered his head deeply, without making any excuses, but admitted openly: "It is the lack of strength of the subordinates, that's why those members of the Ghost Killing Squad were allowed to escape. .”

Yi Wozao readily admitted his mistake, which at least made Gui Wu Tsuji feel a little less angry, but when he thought that whether it was the blue Bigan flower or the little ghost wearing flower earrings, Yi Wo Zuo could not complete any task, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi The low table in front of him fell apart in an instant.

The sudden loud movement obviously also attracted the attention of the servants in the mansion. Guiwu Tsuji Wucan heard the subtle and hurried footsteps, frowned and said indifferently: "Get out!"

The figure of Yi Wo Zuo disappeared in the corridor in the blink of an eye.

Without the middle Yiwo seat as a distance, the eight hundred bhikkhunis still stood in place, quietly waiting for the servants who heard the noise to come.

"... Madame? You..."

When the maid saw her standing in a pool of blood, her pupils constricted suddenly, and she didn't even know how to operate her brain for a moment.

Fortunately, Bhikkhuni's explanation came in a timely manner. She turned her face to look at him, and said softly: "A wounded rabbit ran in just now. When I got nervous, I smashed the low table, but let it put the outside to the ground." The porch is dirty."

The maid was a little dazed, but no matter how innocent she was, she wouldn't really think that such a blood volume could be possessed by a wounded rabbit—not to mention, she didn't see the rabbit's body.

Furthermore, the lady said that she smashed the table, but from the servant's point of view, it was more like another person destroyed the table.

She suddenly remembered that there have been rumors of "ghosts" circulating in the market, that they are man-eating monsters and are only active at night.

Thinking of this, the maid suddenly felt chills down her spine, and didn't dare to think about it any more.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni frowned, glanced at the dimly-eyed Ghost Mai Tsuji, and whispered to the servant: "Get some water to wipe it off, and go back to your room after tidying up."

Hearing that the servant had just woken up from a dream, he hurriedly nodded and ran to the well as if fleeing.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni stepped into the room and closed the thin Mingzhang door. As soon as she turned her head, she met Onimai Tsuji's meaningful eyes and words that she felt dark no matter how she heard them.

"It's just a servant. It doesn't matter if you know something. There are too many ways to make a human disappear without a sound..."

"Yes," Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni replied softly, pointing to him, "but it fails every time."

Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi was clearly talking about the servant who saw the blood stains left by Iwoza, but Yabaichuni forcibly changed the topic to Kamado Tanjiro.

This fact mercilessly hit Gui Wu Tsuji's pain point, making his face even more ugly: "In this case, you must have a better way?"

The black-haired red-eyed Primordial Ghost squinted his long and narrow pupils, leaned closer to the eight hundred bhikkhuni, and frowned slightly when he smelled the blood of Yiwoza that was inadvertently splashed on her body.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni looked back into his eyes: "No matter who it is, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes."

"But every time I miss, I can't use [inevitable] to describe it." Guiwu Tsuji said in a low voice.

The maid's footsteps sounded outside the door. After the sound of the wooden basin being placed on the ground, there was the sound of the rag being soaked and wrung dry.Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi and Yao Bikuni kept silent tacitly, but when their eyes intersected, there was a vague hint of swords and swords.

It wasn't until the servant announced outside the door that it had been cleaned, and knocked on the barrier door to inform softly, and heard the sound of footsteps walking away, the eight hundred bhikkhuni said, "That's probably destiny."

Hearing this, Onimai Tsujimu grabbed her neck suddenly, his eyes were wide open, and the red plum-colored pupils were filled with strong uneasiness: "Are you saying that Tanjiro Kamado and Is Ji Guoyuan the same?"

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi's voice was not loud, but it fell into the ears of the eight hundred bhikkhunis, but it penetrated deeply into her ears like a thorn growing with poisonous thorns.

When talking about [Jiguoyuan [-]], the eight hundred bhikkuni obviously heard the meaning of trembling and fear from the voice of Gui Wu Tsuji.

Because of being restrained by Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni was forced to raise his neck, the skin under his hands was as white as snow, even under the thin skin, the blue blood vessels were quiet and tame.

"I didn't mean that," she said softly.

Whether there is such a meaning is not up to the eight hundred bhikkuni himself, but depends on how Guiwu Tsuji Wumi wants to understand it at this time-in this case, no matter what the eight hundred bhikuni said, he will not let the ghost dance Tsuji felt that she was on his side.

So she chose to keep quiet under the glaring glare of Onimai Tsuji.

Guiwu Tsuji released her with a gloomy expression, and the eight hundred bhikkhuni who had lost her shackles fell on the wooden floor, and a few low coughs escaped from her throat.

I don't know what Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi was thinking at this time, when the eight hundred bhikkhuni raised his face again, only the low table was torn apart and left in a mess that had not been cleaned up.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni got up from the ground. She wanted to open the barrier door to breathe, but unexpectedly, she saw a figure standing by the corridor after walking a few steps.

Yiwozuo bowed his head to pay her respects: "Your Excellency Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni."

Eight hundred bhikkuni paused, then walked to his side: "Why are you still here?"

Hearing this, the third person on the string was silent for a while, and did not answer her question, but suddenly said: "I am very sorry."

As he said this, he half-kneeled down in front of the eight hundred bhikkhunis, with one hand on the floor and the other on his knee.

In fact, not everyone can enjoy such respect. So far, Yiwozuo has only lowered his head in front of two people-one is Guiwu Tsuji who turned him into a ghost, and the other is that he once defeated him Eight hundred bhikkhunis.

Even now, it has been a long time since the time when Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni defeated him.

Seeing his posture, the Eight Hundred Bhikkuni was silent for a while: "Why bother?"

Yi Wozuo neither spoke nor moved.

"You don't need to treat me like that person." Eight hundred bhikkhuni sat down on the verandah, looked at Yiwozuo who lowered his head, "I don't need your apology either."

Who [that person] refers to, both Babaichuni and Yiwozuo know it well.

After a while, Yiwozuo said softly: "The subordinates failed to find the blue Bana flower."

After being a ghost, he has a long lifespan, so he will naturally forget a lot of things. Yiwozuo no longer remembers any memories of his time as a human being, but he still vaguely remembers what happened during the period when he first became a ghost. Remember a little.

For a long time, Babaichuni was just a vassal of Gui Wu Tsuji in the eyes of Yi Wo Zuo. In his view, she always followed Wu Mi silently, as if she had no independent opinions and ego, and only relied on Gui Wu A machine that moves under Tsuji-sama's will.

He once thought that Eight Hundred Bhikkuni was also a ghost, but he had never seen her use vampire art, and he had never even seen Lord Kimai Tsuji order her to perform any tasks—she was more like a subordinate than them. It is an ornament for Onimai Tsuji-sama.

Optional.

Until one day, Yiwozuo also forgot the reason, and he had a [discussion] with the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

It was a match that Mr. Wu Mi hadn't seen. It was not so much a battle between the two sides as it was a unilateral crush—even though Yiwozuo had just become a leader at that time, in his opinion, no matter whether he It shouldn't be lost anyway.

This alone is not enough to make Yiwozuo surrender——Tong Mo, who became a ghost after him but improved faster than him, even if he defeated Yiwozuo in a bloody battle, in Yiwozuo's mind The status is still as annoying as ever.

But Babai Bikuni is not like Tong Mo.

Yiwozuo once asked her why she didn't wear a sword by her side like His Excellency Heisei Mou, and also asked how she achieved her current strength.

"I'm not a swordsman," the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni said to him at that time, "I never felt that I was a so-called strong man."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni said to him: "I am just an ordinary person. If there is any wish that is different from ordinary people, there is probably only one..."

[The blue other shore flower. 】

At that time, Yiwozuo suddenly realized that the eight hundred bhikkhunis had never been subordinates who followed Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, but only stayed with Guiwu Tsuji Wumi because they wanted to pursue the same goal.

His understanding of the eight hundred bhikkhunis was fundamentally wrong.

Even compared to Lord Onimai Tsuji, who is overly flamboyant and often beaming with joy, Lord Yabaichuni, who only takes the blue Bana flower as his only goal, is more far-sighted.

For Yiwozuo's apology, Babai Bikuni felt that it was completely unnecessary.

After all, "The blue Bana flower...is not something that can be easily found."

She lowered her white eyelids, "If it can be found by anyone at will, why should we spend thousands of years. It's not your fault. The cyan flower is a fictional existence, at least among all the people I met... No one has ever seen anything like this before."

Hearing this, Yiwozuo became more and more silent. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Last night, I met three [Pillars] from the Ghost Killing Squad. Mr. Eight Hundred Bhikuni, [Pillar] from the Ghost Killing Squad. With superior aptitude, if you can become a ghost, maybe you can become as powerful as other winding ghosts..."

Before he finished speaking, Babaichuni interrupted him: "Don't tell me this, the [Pillar] of the Demon Killing Team has nothing to do with me, and I don't care how many ghosts there are, what I want , it’s just the same from beginning to end.”

Compared with Mumai Tsuji, who avoids the Demon Slayer Squad and Ubuyashiki, keeps making ghosts to find the blue Higan flower, and asks people to figure out his mind from time to time in the middle, Yabaichuni's will is obviously much firmer.

The only thing she wants is the blue Bana flower.

Yi Wozuo reflected on himself from the bottom of his heart, maybe it was because he couldn't be as focused as she was, that's why he couldn't really reach the [Supreme Realm].

"Yes." Yi Wozuo responded, "Then, this subordinate will leave."

——*——

After that, the eight hundred bhikkhunis lived a peaceful life for a long time, Guiwu Tsuji Wumi never came back, and occasionally he would step out of his room door at night, and when he met the eight hundred bhikkhunis sitting on the veranda, he would also comfort him. Sit quietly beside her.

Babaichuni would sometimes play rope with him, no matter it was Babaichuni or Tired, they were all very good at this kind of game.

But in such a peaceful life, there have also been unexpected episodes.

The tired turning rope was because he couldn’t move freely, and when he was trapped at home due to illness, his original mother taught him a game that didn’t require physical strength, so as not to make him feel bored.

Then, "Mother, how did you learn how to turn the flower rope?"

The eight hundred bhikkuni who heard this question was stunned for a moment, tired to see her expression change slightly, but quickly adjusted, and said softly to him: "A friend taught me."

Tired subconsciously told him not to ask too many questions, because when the mother mentioned that [friend], the expression on her face seemed to indicate...that was not an ordinary friend.

More like someone very important to her.

That is only the eight hundred bhikkhuni herself can understand how important a person is to her.

At that time, Yabaichuni, who was living in Heian-kyo, met Abe Seimei who hadn't seen each other for a long time by chance.The man's face was much more mature than when they met last time, but his demeanor was still the most admired by the noble ladies in Beijing.

"Speaking of which, some time ago, there was an envoy who came back from the Tang Dynasty and taught me an interesting little game."

Qingming suddenly mentioned this while drinking with her, "Why don't I teach you too."

A smile appeared on his lips, and he took out a flower rope from his body: "I heard that it is a popular game among folks. Although it is played by children more often, it is barely a fun thing to use to relieve boredom when you are bored." .”

Thinking of the past, Babaichuni lowered her eyelids, Tired didn't make a sound to disturb her, and let her fall into the memories alone.

But looking at her drooping eyebrows, tired suddenly had the idea of ​​grabbing something - this thought made him reach out and hold the back of the eight hundred bhikkuni's hand, which made the eight hundred bhikkuni come back to his senses .

"What's wrong? Tired."

The white-haired spider ghost stared at her with wide-open eyes, and the eight hundred bhikkhunis also paid attention to her with his eyes fixed on her.

"Mother... Will you be here all the time?" Lei suddenly asked her.

Babaichuni pursed her lips: "Why do you ask that suddenly?"

Hearing this question, Lei suddenly told her a story she had heard before: "A long time ago, I once heard a story about the bonds between family members."

The story of a father who drowned in the river in order to save his child who fell into the water.

Tired felt for a long time that such a bond was what he wanted to pursue [the bond between family members], something he longed for no matter what.

But after he became "family" with Mr. Yabaichuni and Mr. Onimai Tsuji, he suddenly couldn't be sure again.

At a certain moment, Lei suddenly felt that the fetters between family members might also be other things—for example, what he saw, the gentle and caring appearance of Mr. Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni towards [brother].

That kind of company is also the bond between family members.

So he asked Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni: "Will you stay here forever, by my father's side?"

This question, which should have been dealt with lightly and lightly, made Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni remain silent in front of Tired.

If it was just a sentence, she could actually say it easily, but what she is facing at the moment is not just a simple thing like a mere sentence.

Tired of asking her for a promise.

And Babaichuni has always known that promises are the most unreliable thing.

This child still can't understand how fragile the thin layer of separation between lies and truth is, and he doesn't know... It's hard for Eight Hundred Bhikkuni to really treat him as his own child.

This is not to say that Babaichuni does not want to love him, but because she has no ability to love others—no matter what kind of [love] the [love] she gives to the other party is.

After her long life lasted for too long, the woman holding the child who unexpectedly broke into her sight suddenly made her understand again what true "maternal love" is.

It is not so much that Yabaichuni made Inosuke her child because she loves Inosuke like a mother, but it is because Kotoba's love is too hot, so her residual warmth also affects Yabai Bikkuni's heart. It allowed her to substitute herself into Qinye's identity in front of Inosuke, and gave the love that Qinye failed to give to Inosuke to her child through another person's body.

But she couldn't let herself love her child like Qin Ye when she was tired alone.

So if you want to get something from her, you will only get the same reaction many years ago - when Eight Hundred Bhikuni hadn't met Qin Ye.

When Lei took the initiative to hug her, he remained silent and had no turbulent reaction.

Tired didn't know what she was thinking, nor what his father was thinking. Since he was brought back, no matter whether it was assignments or the last meeting, there was no tired figure.

Exactly what Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi's thoughts are is not something that can be figured out by tiredness, and this fact was quickly confirmed.

Because of the next gathering of the ghosts of winding... Tired still hasn't been summoned.

Even eight hundred bhikkhunis were summoned to Infinite City.