[Gintama] Immortal

There is no entity that cannot touch the real thing, which is a lot of trouble, but there are times when it comes in handy.

The night was dark, and the most spacious house was lit with burning pine lights. The men of the village gathered in the courtyard, arguing fiercely about how to deal with the "evil spirits" who had been captured.

During this period, Yae sat on the corridor facing the courtyard, watching the villagers arguing.

Burning was proposed, and hanging was supported, but all were rejected by those around them on the grounds that these methods had been used to no avail.

She propped her chin, the same words and similar fears were repeated in her ears, the hatred in the eyes of the villagers was reddened by the fire, and finally the priest with gray eyebrows hit the ground and decided on the way to kill the evil spirits—— Divided and buried.

"You can't stay in this village any longer," Yae said to the boy.

In the dilapidated thatched hut, the night was quiet. If someone looked carefully at the surrounding woods at this time, they would find that the dark branches were full of crows.

"People here have fallen into a kind of stupid obsession."

The villagers who have committed the crime of killing countless times are afraid of revenge from the evil spirits. Anyway, the blood on their hands can't be washed away, and this cycle will not end until the evil spirits are completely killed.

"They'll be at noon tomorrow. You've got to get out before you're cut into pieces."

The frayed thick rope was scattered on the ground, and the boy with scarlet eyes didn't move after that.He raised his head, like a beast that has been captive and enslaved since birth, repeating unfamiliar words jerkily: "...escape?"

"You can escape anywhere, or stay in this poor place." Yae raised his hand to signal, and the crow that had brought the broken tiles retracted its wings and landed on the young man's thin shoulders. "Don't worry, this little guy will guide you."

"Okay, I don't have time, change the dirty clothes on your body. If you want to leave, you have to take advantage of it now." Yae sat on the window sill with the moonlight behind her back, listening to the movement of the main building. "Remember, when you are with people, don't reveal your special physique."

The other person in the room was silent for a while, his blood-red eyes hidden in the dark shadows. "...Because I'm a monster?"

"...No," Yae retracted her gaze, and she smiled, "Because others will treat you as a monster. The two are different."

Darkness of night is the best cover.The road to the outside world is hidden among the trees, and only the moonlight shines quietly among the leaves like broken silver.

Yae sent the boy here, and stopped at the beginning and end of the road. "You can go straight along this road and get out."

There was no wind in the night, and the darkness among the trees was like something breathing and alive, craving the moonlight that fell into the sky and the earth here.

"……you……?"

Yae shrugged and said in a relaxed tone, "I have an appointment with someone, so I have to stay here."

The young man was silent for a while, and said in a very low voice: "...I can't be killed."

"so what?"

"..."

"Idiot, you won't die and you won't be in pain." Yae folded his arms, "Get out, get out, get out of bed, roll out without stopping."

"...Why?" Before leaving, the other party asked a question.

"Because I'm free."

The boy looked back at her for the last time, his blood-red eyes were like a bottomless pool.The moonlight fell like a soft veil, obliquely illuminating the ground under my feet.

Yae stood in place.No retention, no thanks, even the parting was as faint as the illusory moonlight, and the figures going back and forth from the darkness were completely swallowed up by the night on both sides in the blink of an eye.

—Goodbye, little monster.

……

Decades ago, outside the window was the bright spring scenery in the mountains, and the breeze blew by, causing the thick curtain in front of the door to shake slightly, revealing the simple furnishings inside the house.

The woman lay quietly on the mat, and the female relatives in the corner no longer sobbed softly. They were as quiet as a lamb with a drooping neck waiting for death to come.Yazhong walked to the side of the table, her gray hair was as soft as smoke, and the woman's old cheeks were carved with deep grooves of time, shriveled like a withered flower.

"Long time no see, you are still exactly the same as before." The woman slowly opened her eyes and smiled slightly, "But as you can see, I am already old."

Yae shook her head, knowing that no one could hear the conversation between the two of them, she lowered her voice and laughed, "No, you are still the same as before."

She looked at the old woman lying on the sickbed, and she saw the little girl who was sitting on the steps of the shrine listening to her storytelling, with black hair, soft lips, and shining like a newborn deer. clear eyes.

The dilapidated thatched cottage turned into an ancient shrine, and the old trees in the yard bloomed with pink and white cherry blossoms. In twos and threes, crows folded their wings and sat on the branches, staring at the two of them with their dark eyes without blinking.

"Where did I talk last time?"

"Kaguya made a request to the people who came to propose marriage, asking the prince Shizhu to get the stone bowl from Tianzhu, the prince in the chariot to get the jade branch from Penglai, the minister on the right to find the fire mouse coat from Tangtu, and Da Nayan to find the jade beads from the dragon head. Zhong Nayan obtained Yanzi's son Anbei."

The wind was blowing again in the quiet house, and the soft branches were gently rippling outside the window, like the soft folds of Kaguya Hime's clothes when it slid across the ground.

It was a perfect spring day outside, and the blue sky was so high that it looked like a never-ending dream.

Yae stayed by the girl's bedside, as if she wanted to use words to fill up the lost time in the corner of the years.

She said that she would take the girl to see the rocky coast of Kii, the cherry blossoms on both sides of the Kamo River in the capital city, and the endless reeds in Namba Beach.

The girl has never left the square inch of this village. She has never seen courtiers wearing black hats and holding wat boards, nor have she seen court ladies in gorgeous twelve singles.Yae talked to her about the trip to the capital, as if they still had a lot of time, and the ditches drawn by the years could be healed just by stretching out their hands.

The voice stopped suddenly, and Yae stretched out his hand, but did not touch the wetness that silently slipped from the corner of the old woman's eyes.

The little girl is old.

She used to chase her child all day, but now she can't catch up.

Death is like an old friend reunited after a long time waiting quietly at the door.The girl closed her eyes tiredly, breathing was already a burden.

Yae leaned close to her ear and said softly, "Do you still remember what you told me when we met in the shrine for the first time?"

The corners of the girl's withered lips, like flower petals, were slightly bent, revealing a childlike smile.

——"As long as I pray sincerely, the gods will listen to my wishes. Is this true?"

Yae lowered his eyes, staring at the frozen smile on the girl's lips.

"Now I can tell you—yes, as long as it is your wish, I will make it come true."

The wind outside stopped.

The rice fields are stretching, shimmering with broken lights under the gentle spring sun.Unknown wild flowers bloom beside the field ridge, and you can smell the fresh fragrance when you smell it carefully.

"This land that once gave birth to you, I will watch over for you until the shrines in the mountains are reduced to rotten wood and dust. As long as the cherry blossoms in the shrines are still in bloom, no matter where your children are, just call me name, I will definitely agree."

"So take it easy,"

Go to sleep, little girl.

……

Yae sat in front of the steps of the shrine.The lifespan of cherry blossoms is short, from full bloom to withering in a blink of an eye, and it was still scattered a few days ago, but now it has been crushed into mud.

The thick and colorful sunset disappeared on the distant horizon, and the darkness was surging like a rising tide, quickly covering the world.

Flames appeared in the forest in the distance. At first, it was just a few sporadic points, and then they gathered in groups and surrounded the ancient shrine in the deep mountains.

The crows sitting on the branches let out hoarse neighing, and the crows began to stir in the darkness, as if they felt the unusual oppression in the air, which was heavy and disturbing.

Yae put down the hand that was raised in boredom: "It's finally here."

Following the boy's blood-stained clothes and the traces specially made by the crows, the villagers finally made up their minds to catch her here after waiting for two days.

The deserted shrine hadn't been so lively for a long time, and just after nightfall, it was surrounded by bright and shining fire.Looking up, I can only see arrows tied with sackcloth soaked in grease. The flames symbolizing human civilization are burning on the arrows, aiming at the shrine in the dark, ready to go.

Yae stood up from the steps. Behind her was the shrine covered with moss and vines. The firelight from hundreds of arrows made the rotten cypress of the shrine red, as if it would burn in the wind in the next moment.

This was exactly what she had been waiting for.

A hundred years has passed in a blink of an eye, and she has been guarding this barren shrine for a hundred years.The forest regained its territory in the shrine little by little, and the traces of human beings were also buried by weeds and moss over time.The shrine standing alone in the depths of the forest is no longer visited and cleaned. She stays in the declining shrine, guarding that little memory, watching the sun rise and the moon set, the mountain cherry blossoms bloom and fail, bloom and fail again .

"Prepare—" A rough voice came from the darkness illuminated by the fire, the bowstring was as tight as a full moon, and the arrow with the tongue of fire held its breath in the silence waiting for the order.

The villagers who stole the property from the shrine fell off a cliff and died decades ago. The only family in the village that was related to the shrine could not stand the criticism from others, so they moved away with their whole family and have not been seen since.

The bloodline she wanted to protect was no longer here.

...enough is enough.

Whether it is her or the ancient shrine behind her, they have been waiting for this moment for too long.

"Let the arrows—!!"

With a wave of his hand, the priest in the village roared angrily.

Yae smiled.

— that's enough.

Intensive flames flooded the sky and covered the sky.

Countless burning meteors suddenly appeared in the night sky. Accompanied by the strong wind howling, dense rockets nailed into the cypress wood one after another, piercing through the small shrine in an instant.The dry air became the best combustion accelerant, and the flames tied to the arrowheads with tarpaulins grew in the wind, and the rotten cypress wood burned in the blink of an eye.

The shrine shrouded in heat has never been so eye-catching, so bright that it is almost unbearable to look at.

The flames were blazing, and the wood crackled and groaned under the high temperature, "Shoot the arrows—!!" "Keep shooting the arrows—!!" The hoarse roar tore through the dark night.

The crows were driven away from the branches by the hot flames, and the shrine seemed to melt, revealing the inner core: fragments of coral jade, pearls covered with dust, small and delicate shells of Beijing red, and the Gold leaf...and rusty copper coins.

Just before the shrine crashed to the ground in the sea of ​​flames, a flaming sharp arrow swished past her cheek——

With a crisp sound of "pa", the mirror surface of Yushen Body cracked and scattered.

The author has something to say:

I'm going to change the map next time, I'm going to wave goodbye to the boy

Guess what era we're going to 2333333333

I don't know why, but I always feel that Xuzai is at the very beginning, and she has a good personality [pinching]

He was tortured and killed countless times, and finally started to kill people after he was locked up in prison and became mentally schizophrenic.

...If it's Aizen, try killing him [Wait, why use Aizen as an example?]

If you can kill him once, he will definitely press you on the ground and rub it countless times, crying and calling Dad [No

——Completely irrelevant little brain holes——

Hundreds of years later Yae @松下村庭: Actually, your teacher used to be a beautiful girl

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