The white moonlight is my vest

The hospital's examination report was not much different from what Yosano Akiko did.

But in one point, it's still different.

After all, the Armed Detective Agency has limited space and cannot accommodate so many large medical equipment, nor can it introduce the most advanced equipment.When the doctor in charge of examining Tsushima Fuki's body came out of the ward, he was surrounded by everyone.

The doctor knew that what he was taking over was not a small person, and he didn't have much surprise about it.

His only job is to save lives.

He took a deep breath and asked before everyone else: "Let me understand first." He looked serious, with thick dark circles under his eyes, "Is there any family member of the patient here?"

Osamu Dazai: "I am."

The doctor looked at him: "Do you have the patient's previous medical records? It doesn't matter what, the sooner the better, his problem is definitely not a day or two."

—Medical records?

Of course Osamu Dazai had none of these things.

His brain was spinning fast, and he smelled some different information from the doctor's question.Could it be that, he couldn't help thinking, Tsushima Fuki's physical decline happened a long time ago?

...but he never knew.

Osamu Dazai calmly asked the doctor: "How long ago? A month?"

He is used to disguising all his emotions, even the voice is not much different.

The doctor hesitated: "No, far more than that."

The report was spread out in front of everyone, and the black and white letters on it clearly stated Tsushima Fuki's physical condition.Edogawa hurriedly glanced at it, and his face sank.

Edogawa Ranpo suddenly took off the hat he had been wearing all along, and sat on the ground angrily.

"What, what, what!" he yelled in dissatisfaction, "A famous detective would not accept this kind of thing! How could there be a person that even a famous detective can't save! Why can't such a person live...President. "

Fukuzawa Yukichi stroked Edogawa Ranpo's hair: "Ranpo."

Edogawa choked for a moment, reluctantly turned his head away: "I know, let's not talk about it."

Fukuzawa Yukichi: "Every member of the Armed Detective Agency has done their best."

——Whether Edogawa Ranpo, who has always been lazy and only cares about himself, has shown unprecedented enthusiasm;

——Osamu Dazai, who still hates Port Mafia, kept running back and forth, temporarily uniting the three organizations of the Supernatural Secret Service, Port Mafia, and Armed Detective Agency, mobilizing all resources to find the weaknesses of the other three parties;

——Or Kunikida Doppo rarely put aside unimportant work first, because Tsushima Fuki was attacked under his nose, but he could only do nothing about it. He didn't want to experience this feeling a second time ;

——Even if Yosano Akiko, who was drinking all day, hadn't touched alcohol for a long time, even if he didn't say anything, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to give Tsushima Fusuki the corresponding help in the first place.

The Armed Detective Agency has done a lot, a lot.

But that's it, they can't fight against the so-called "God".

"Gods" are gods after all, and they are only human beings. If the "God" insisted on taking Tsushima Fusuki's life away, they could do nothing.

"This is just my guess, a summary of my experience, and there is no strong theoretical basis," the doctor said. "He may have been injected with some kind of drug when he was very young."

"It is estimated that his physical condition was not very good since he was born. Although the drug was not fatal, it is estimated that it has destroyed his body's normal metabolism, causing his body to gradually decline over the years."

Medication is a euphemism.

Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency has been in contact with many large and small cases, so of course they can hear the doctor's subtext.

...how could it be medicine.

It's drugs.

This doctor was invited by Fukuzawa Yuji through special contacts. Since he has the confidence to say it, it probably can't be fake.

Dazai didn't speak.

His iris-colored eyes were wide open, and his whole body trembled unconsciously.

... He thought, he probably understood.

Perhaps at a very early age, Tsushima Onuki's body was beyond cure.

And at that moment, "God" appeared, saved Tsushima Fuki's life, and took him to an unknown place.That is because the "God" saved Tsushima Onuki's life, his life also belongs to the "God", and life and death are also controlled by the "God".

The current decline is probably the punishment of Tsushima Fuki by "God".

He still remembered that when he entered the official first level, the "God" sent someone over to give a corresponding warning to Tsushima Fuki - warning him not to violate the "God", not to betray the "God".

In the first level, Osamu Dazai told Tsushima Fuki like this:

——"If He doesn't want you to win, then we can only say sorry when we walk in front of Him."

What was Tsushima Wenki like at that time?

He was pale—he had always been pale, and some complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared, all of which turned into tenderness.It seemed like he made a helpless compromise to Shuji Tsushima's coquettishness many times in the past.

He told Osamu Dazai the clue.

...So he ushered in such an ending.

Osamu Dazai thought.

Why not tell him?

Why never say anything, never say anything?

Obviously, the two brothers had nothing to say before.

The answer is not difficult for Osamu Dazai to guess.

... It's not that I don't want to tell him, but that I can't tell him.

"God" issued a ban.

He made Tsushima Onki doomed to carry all the secrets alone.

"Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai thought, what is Tsushima Fuki to "God"?victim?Or a servant?Then why give a person like this—a person with different abilities?Is Tsushima Fuki going to fight the so-called "enemy"?

But there are so many people in this world, which one is not more suitable than Tsushima Wenshu?

Oh, God doesn't need a reason to do things.

Probably just a whim.

The so-called self-healing ability is only because Tsushima Onuki's life is in the hands of "God". As long as God does not let him die, he will not die, so Tsushima Onuki will heal no matter what injury he receives.

"Dazai!"

So what should he do now?What should I do?

Osamu Dazai didn't want to give up.

He himself chased death all day long, wanting to pursue a painless death.

But he couldn't be relieved about Tsushima Onuki's death.

...Obviously, even if Wenshu Tsushima died, he just reached the finish line a little earlier than him.

But he couldn't.

"Mr. Dazai!!!"

Osamu Dazai's arm was yanked by Kenji Miyazawa before he regained his senses.He blinked his eyes slowly and hard, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Only then did he realize that Edogawa Ranpo stood up at some point, holding his hat to his chest.And the doctor who was surrounded by the crowd just now disappeared.

Edogawa Luanpo snorted: "Put away that expression on your face, it's so ugly."

A detective's heart is always soft to those around him.

"Wen Shu woke up," Edogawa Ranpo said, "The doctor asked if we could visit after checking the situation—but not too many people."

"So you go."

Edogawa Ranpo turned his head sideways: "Although it is said that as long as Ranpo-sama asks him, he will know the general idea... But, you want to ask him more, don't you?"

"Then Ranbu-sama reluctantly gave it up to you!"

"10 minutes, hurry up, the patient still needs more time to rest."

The doctor exhorted.

How much can you talk in 10 minutes?

Osamu Dazai is sure to win the trust of others within 10 minutes, and he can also deduce a person's background within 10 minutes.But when he put on the protective clothing of the hospital, entered the intensive care unit, and sat on the chair beside the hospital bed——

But nothing could be said.

He looked down at his palms.

There was silence in the ward for 2 minutes.

Tsushima Onuki smiled: "Are you pretending to be a wooden man?"

He has no strength in his whole body, so his voice is very soft.He was also wearing an oxygen mask, and it was not so convenient to open his mouth.Tsushima Fuki wanted to raise his hand and touch Dazai Osamu's head, but he overestimated himself and finally just held Dazai Osamu's hand.

Dazai was startled.

Osamu Dazai did not forget that he had many things to ask Tsushima Fuki.But when he pulled out the chair and sat in front of the hospital bed, all he thought about turned into one sentence:

"Does it hurt now?"

When he was young, Onuki Tsushima also often fell ill, and he was sick for several days.But even if he was lying on the bed, he would not give up his work, and the speed of handling family affairs would never slow down.

Occasionally, Tsushima Wenshu really didn't even have the strength to hold up the materials to read.

Shuji Tsushima volunteered to read for him.

But Shuji Tsushima didn't have the patience to do anything, let alone read the materials dryly.He crossed his legs, put the paper in his hand on the bedside table casually, and said confidently, "I don't want to read it anymore."

Tsushima Wenshu was amused by him: "Then, our young master Tsushima, please call a servant to come in, okay?"

Shuji Tsushima pushed his boundaries and played a rogue: "I don't want others to come in!"

"The doctor said you should take a good rest." Tsushima Shuji also found a reason for himself, "Such irrelevant people will only disturb you when they come in."

So Wenshu Tsushima had no choice but to ask him: "Then what should I do?"

"Not working!"

Shuji Tsushima knew what skipping work was at a very young age, and he even encouraged hard-working workers: "Obviously already sick, there is no need to work, sleep well!"

"No way," Tsushima Fuki said, "I can't sleep."

Shuji Tsushima pretended to hold a storybook, and recited the fairy tales he had randomly modified.He felt that a long time had passed, and saw Tsushima Wenshu close his eyes before letting go.

Only then did he notice the cold sweat on Tsushima Wenshu's forehead.

He puffed up his cheeks and poked Tsushima Fuki's arm: "You haven't fallen asleep at all."

"...Does it hurt?" Shuji Tsushima asked.

Tsushima Fuki opened those iris-colored eyes to look at him, and whispered, "A little bit."

... He was very used to enduring pain, so no matter how uncomfortable he was, he was well covered up.

It has been like this for many years.

"I don't feel much anymore," Tsushima Fuki skimmed over the topic lightly, "So don't worry, I'm unconscious most of the time, how could it still be in pain?"

Tsushima Onki was changed into a hospital gown and lay on the hospital bed.

The outline of his body was not clearly outlined on the white bedding.

It seems to have lost weight again.

Dazai tapped lightly on the bedside table with his fingers.

He asked, "Can't tell, can you?"

Tsushima Fusuki paused.

"After all, we're all grown up, and we have to have some secrets of our own."

Osamu Dazai: "Then have you ever lied to me?"

"..."

Tsushima Fuki was obviously in a daze.

The gentle sunlight slipped into the ward quietly, delicately depicting the overly delicate facial features of the young man.Even though his face was pale, it didn't affect his appearance at all, it was just a little more fragile.

"...I have never lied to you, Xiu Zhi." Tsushima Fuki closed his eyes wearily, "Believe it or not."

Osamu Dazai never doubted it.

Yes, precisely because Tsushima Onuki would not lie to him, he chose to remain silent.

Choose to say nothing.

"...Then is there any way, can I still save you?"

Dazai looked at him and said calmly.

Unexpected calm.

Things were already bad, and he had created them himself—Osamu Dazai kept telling himself that there was no time to waste any more here.

He must be saved.

—In any case, he must be saved.

Because their blood is thicker than water, because he brought himself up from a young age, because he suffered an unfair fate... But none of these seemed to be the root cause.

what.

It's just because he is Tsushima Fuki.

Likewise, because he is Tsushima Onki.

He single-handedly taught Osamu Dazai to grow up, and took over the burden of family affairs very early.It is impossible for him not to know his own fate, and he must have corresponding countermeasures.It's just that maybe...he didn't want to do that.

Because he didn't have that strong desire to live.

Maybe he was shaken and regretted because of the hard-won getting along with Osamu Dazai, but in the end he still insisted on the original choice.

"There must be, right?"

It was Tsushima Onuki's silence that made Dazai heal and affirm.

There must be a solution.

However, his heart began to sink again.

why?

is something happened?Is it because he doesn't have enough status in Tsushima Wenshu's heart?Osamu Dazai immediately denied this guess, no, it's impossible.He can say with certainty that in this world, there is no one more important than Osamu Dazai in Tsushima Fuki.

What was it that made him lose all hope?

... Osamu Dazai began to desperately remember.

But even if he searched all the memories, he couldn't find anything suspicious.It seems that at the very beginning, Fusuki Tsushima approached Shuji Tsushima first, and put him behind him among the wolves, tigers and leopards of the Tsushima family.

No.

No.

At least when... Osamu Dazai had memories, he didn't.

Then it's in...

Before Osamu Dazai was born?

What happened to Tsushima Asuki when he was a child?Let him not only have no hope of living, but also no hope?

Dazai took a deep breath.

He suddenly asked a question that sounded strange: "Did you get sick early?"

Tsushima Fuki opened his eyes.

"There's nothing you can do if you're seen out. After all, I said before, I won't lie to you," Tsushima Fuki said, "...It seems that my disguise has regressed."

His voice sounded inexplicable and a little frustrated.

Tsushima Fuki asked Osamu Dazai: "How did you tell? Don't I look like a normal person?"

He gave the answer.

……How did you get it?

"It's probably a feeling between brothers." Osamu Dazai had a soft smile on his face, "So I figured it out. Anyway, it's not a serious illness. It's better to take good care of your body first."

In Tsushima Fusuki's blind spot, Osamu Dazai clenched his hands tightly into fists.

...Actually, he just never thought about why Tsushima Fuki would do this before.

Because he has this confidence - since he was a child, the person who has indulged him the most is Fusuki Tsushima.Even if he made any request that exceeded the score, Fuzuki Tsushima would not abandon him.

Osamu Dazai used to think that even if Fusuki Tsushima kept some secrets from him, he would not leave him.

...but he was beginning to waver.

Tsushima Fusuki turned his head slightly, trying to open his eyes wide, trying to drive away the inexplicable drowsiness.

"Some things started a long time ago, and not everyone can change them. I have worked hard and struggled," Tsushima Fuki's voice became softer and softer, "but there are some things—the harder you work, the better you will be." Realize how hopeless you really are."

"... As for the method, I told you a long time ago. The method you mentioned before... is indeed the only method."

He still relented.

So he still gave the answer.

Dazai was a little confused.

……what way?

Is there a way to save Tsushima Onki?

Indeed, since Tsushima Onuki’s life is in the hands of God, the only way to save him is to find God and talk to God—Osamu Dazai’s eyes touched the young man who was already asleep on the hospital bed.

...But without Tsushima Fuki, how would they participate in the next game?

In addition, Osamu Dazai is also concerned about another issue.

why?

They are connected by blood and recognize each other as each other's only relatives.

This feeling, even after time has passed, will not fade easily.

but why?

Why are they hiding from each other now?

They have spent many years together and they know each other well.

Why did their brothers become like this?

The answer is not difficult for Osamu Dazai.

But it was too difficult for him to say it and admit it in person.

——Tsushima Fuki has never changed, the one who has changed is Osamu Dazai.

The adult Osamu Dazai has put up a high defense in his heart. He never talks about his own feelings with others, and rarely shows his true emotions. He treats everyone the same.

Tsushima Fuki can no longer treat him the way he was a child, and has too many scruples.

……But.

That's right, Osamu Dazai has changed a lot.

But has his obsession with Fusuki Tsushima changed over the years?

It hasn't changed.

Even clearer.

Zen home.

"The conjuration world ordered Shang Ye of the Zen Academy to be wanted?"

Zenyuan Naoya woke up early in the morning and received this news.

In theory, Chanyuan Shang also killed the elders of the Chanyuan family, so he should be wanted by the Zenyuan family.However, this hurdle got stuck at Zhipiren of the Chanyuan, and it took so long to be surprised that no arrest warrant was issued.

- If a wanted warrant is issued.

Like Fu Heisher, the monk of the Chanyuan will be completely kicked out of the Zenyuan family.

...But he should also wish to be like Brother Shier.

Zenyuan Zhizai thought.

Ever since he was a child, Shang Yuan of the Chanyuan had followed Fu Heisher—well, he admitted that he wanted to follow too, as if Fu Heisher was his real brother.Zenyuan Naoya would not be surprised at all if he followed the path of Fu Heisher.

...but he couldn't care less.

"Instigated by the Kamo family?"

Zenyuan Zhizai asked.

The answer is actually very obvious, the Chanyuan family can't get through the people directly adjacent to the Zenyuan, and the Wujo Wu of the Wutiao family is unlikely to make the high-level people in the magic circle have any ideas about the Zenyuan.So among the three royal families, only the Kamo family is left, which is as rigid as the Chanyuan family.

The servant hesitated for a moment and gave an affirmative answer.

By the way, she conveyed another order: "Master Patriarch, please go to see him immediately after getting up."

"understood."

Don't even think about it, Zenyuan Zhipiren asked Zenyuan Naoya to go over to discuss countermeasures.On this matter, what attitude should the Chanyuan family take to the outside world? After all, it was the elders of the Chanyuan family who died.

As the saying goes, we must maintain the dignity of the Chanyuan family.

On the way there, Chanyuan Naoya imagined a little bit, what would happen if Zenyuan Shang was completely wanted by the magic world.As far as he knew, many high-ranking people in the magic world had connections with high-ranking officials in the world of normal people, so perhaps the Zen Academy would not be able to stay in that world.

...But can they really capture Chanyuan Shangya?

It's useless to post it, right?

And there is Gojo Satoru...Although Chanyuan Naoya hates him very much.

So Zenyuan Naoya felt that he didn't need to worry much about Zenyuan Shangya.

If the Chanyuan family wants to protect Chanyuan Shangya, it will be quite difficult in the magic world.The Chanyuan family has lost many conjurers, and their status is not as stable as before. If the Zenyuan family does something else...

That would be the end.

Obviously, the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan also understand this truth.

"You should have heard that all the formalities have been passed over there, as long as we sign on it," said Zhibi of the Zen Academy, smelling heavily of alcohol, as he pushed a thick stack of documents in front of Shang Ye of the Zen Academy , "They will order Shang Ye to be arrested."

Zenyuan Naoya did not look through those documents.

"Even if we don't sign it, they will arrest themselves," he said.

Zhipiren from the Chanyuan took another sip of wine for himself, gulped down, drunkenness appeared on his face: "...Yeah, it's just the difference between an upright and a sneaky one."

He snorted disdainfully: "Are there still few sneaky things they do?"

The Zenyuan Zhipiren drank unknowingly how much wine, and stood up staggeringly. "The container of Su Nuo before, as soon as they heard about it, they ordered the execution, and then they were stopped by Gojo Wu. After that, they wanted to do something to the container of Su Nuo..." The Zen courtyard is directly adjacent The man pointed in the air a few times, "It's not enough to be troubled by that Xiayou now, he also wants to interfere in our family's affairs!"

Zenyuan Naoya didn't know how to answer his father's drunken remarks.

There was a long silence between the two of them.

Zhibiren stood for a while, then suddenly lost all his strength and leaned on the ground.There was no expression on his face, and he sat in the shadows.For a long time, he lowered his eyes.

"...Actually, I'm quite happy."

He said.

"When they told me that Shang Ye was dead, I thought," the voice of Zhipi from the Zen Academy was very calm, "How could he die? He is so smart, he would never fall into those traps...I know him After discovering the study of the brain, I will definitely not be able to sit still.”

His son was born different from them.

People who live directly next to the Buddhist monastery know this very well.

When the incident happened that year, Zenyuan Naoya had not yet entered the core of the Zenyuan family, so he knew very little about these things.These things are the secrets of the Zenyuan family - it would be unthinkable if they were exposed, and the most reasonable choice he should make now is to remind the Zhipi people of the Zenyuan not to continue talking.

... This should be the dust-closed secret of the Chanyuan family.

But Zenyuan Naoya's heart beat very fast.

He remembered that hand.

He wants to know.

...they are brothers.

He didn't want to be fooled by everyone without knowing anything. He had to know what the monk of the Chanyuan had suffered, what he had faced, and what he had experienced in the past ten years.

He couldn't string together the information he had gathered.

So he didn't make a sound to stop it.

The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan drank a lot of wine, and their voices were intermittent: "They said that Shang also broke in suddenly...I only found out later that they touched the servants in Shang Ye's yard that time, even I also tagged Maki and Maki with their ideas."

"At that time, although the girl hadn't been dissected, she was not far from death."

"...that was a trap for Shangya." The Zhipi people of Chanyuan recalled, "They wanted to pass through this trap to test whether Shangya of Chanyuan can shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Chanyuan family, and how much honor he has for the Chanyuan family... ...After all, the study of the brain has been one of the explorations of the spells by the Chanyuanists for thousands of years."

"They deliberately let Shang Ye find out."

... Zenin Naoya closed his eyes.

He began to imagine based on the information he had collected over the years.

What exactly did the monk of the Buddhist monastery see?

Following the clues deliberately left by the elders, he might feel a little deliberate, but saving lives is the most important thing, so he won't hesitate, but he won't leave nothing for himself either.But Fu Heisher was nowhere to be found, and Wutiaowu was in the high school again... In the Chanyuan family, there is no one in the Zenyuan that he can trust.

So, the Chanyuan Shang also went alone.

Maybe he will drag someone to bring information to Wujou, but Gaozhuan has a lot of tasks, and Wujowu is probably not in Gaozhuan.

Chanyuan Shang also arrived at the destination.

There are corpses scattered around, brains soaked in sealed glass jars, and various spells are pasted all over the ceiling-to prevent the dead experimental subjects from becoming spell spirits.On the bed in the center lay a familiar face.

Someone was injecting something into the maid's arm.

Chanyuan Shang took a glance and knew what those people were going to do to the maid next.Ignoring everyone's scolding, he drew out the long knife at his waist, walked to the iron bed, and chopped off the handcuffs and anklets that bound the maid a few times.

He looked directly at the elders calmly, his lips moved.

What did he say?

The voice of Zenyuan Naoya's voice gradually changed into that of Zenyuan Shangye, as if across time and space, the voice of a young man rang in Chanyuan Naoya's ear: "... I used to think that even if the Zenyuan family is feudal, it is not hopeless Yes. You made me realize the truth."

"If that's what you want—"

The Chanyuan Shang also said.

"Congratulations, you have succeeded."

Of course he realized it was a trap, but he was still more angry than ever about it.

He saved the maid with the help of his spell.

The elders of the Chanyuan family do not have "six eyes". Even if they knew that they must have fallen into the illusion of Chanyuan Shangye, they would not be able to detect it so quickly.However, that doesn't mean they can't do anything.

"—It seems that you are really not suitable to be the successor of the Chanyuan family. In this case, we will not let you go out alive and become a brand new enemy of the Chanyuan family."

The monks of the Chanyuan should have ignored it.

The maid's vitality is gradually losing. Even in the face of such a provocation, the Chanyuan monk will still choose to save her first.

...Unfortunately, the elders of the Chanyuan family made arrangements in advance.

Suddenly, a large group of people broke in from outside the door, and the Chanyuan Shang couldn't dodge in time, and fell into a battle with a knife in his hand.The prolonged illusion made his forehead sweat, not to mention that he only has one hand to use now - but Chanyuan Shang is Chanyuan Shangya, although he is very good at fighting head-on, he is also very good at running away.So Chanyuan Shang also managed to escape.

But one thing is inevitable——

To attract their attention, the knife that had been with him was left there.

If something is lost, the monks in the Chanyuan don't care.But that knife is too special for Chanyuan Shangya. He once used this knife to make promises and vows to Gojo Wu and Fu Heisher.

This knife is indispensable.

But going back now... will still fall into many traps, and there are also great risks.

Zenyuan Shang also sighed silently, and first chose to send the maid to the hospital.He quietly left the Chanyuan home, intending to go back to pick up the knife after a while—after all, the material of the knife is quite ordinary.After he came out, he tried to contact Wujo Wu, but Wujo Wu still carried out one task after another outside.Chanyuan Shang also took the opportunity to establish a good relationship with Ye Mo Zhengdao, and agreed that after a certain period of time, he would formally enroll in the Conjuration College.

One night, Chanyuan Shang also returned to the Zenyuan home.

He didn't know where the group of people would put his knife, so he could only search aimlessly.He first walked to the bloody secret room based on his previous memory—the moment his feet stepped on the ground.He must have carefully tested whether there were any conjurers lurking in ambush, and also checked the surrounding area for any remnants of incantations.Since being ambushed for the first time, it is impossible to be ambushed for the second time.

However, he can't fly.

Thus, the mine was detonated.

……

"They told me triumphantly," the Zenyuan Zhipier was less drunk, but he was still narrating, "Their purpose that time was actually to keep Shang Ya's sword... I don't know where I heard it, Said that knowing Shangya's sword is very important to him, it is irreplaceable."

"At that moment, I really wanted to kill them."

The Zhibi of the Zenyuan took another sip of wine for himself, as if this would paralyze him: "But I am the head of the Zenyuan family, so I can't do this."

But at the same time, he is also the father of Chanyuan Shangye.

From then on, the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan fell into an unsolvable problem.

He is the head of the family and also the father, when the two fall into irreconcilable conflicts - what should he do?As the head of the family, he couldn't forgive Shangya's choice; as a father, he couldn't forgive Shangya's choice either.

"...Is that knife so important to him?"

People directly adjacent to the Buddhist monastery do not understand.

A broken knife can be reforged, as long as there are people, are you afraid of not having a knife?

Chanyuan Shang also returned to the Chanyuan home just to look for his knife - he didn't even intend to have a frank conversation with his father at all, as if Zenyuan Zhipi was not his father at all.

If possible, he would also like to believe that his proudest son wanted to find him back then.

It's just that Shang was held back by something and couldn't come.

But the direct neighbors of the Chanyuan actually understand it.

He understood why, and the monk of the Chanyuan never regarded him as his father at all.

What could he ask of Shang Ye?

After Shang also showed dissatisfaction with the Zenyuan family when he was a child, the Zhipi people of the Zenyuan gave him punishment, telling him not to do this, he was a member of the Zenyuan family; Zaishang also grew up gradually, and became close friends with the boy from the Wutiao family At that time, the Zenyuan Zhipi people gave him admonitions, let him understand that he is different from the "six eyes" of the Wutiao family, and he can't be so rebellious; even when the elders decided to use cold violence against the Zenyuan, let him When repenting, the immediate neighbors of the Chanyuan stood on the side of the Chanyuan family.

He was never on Shang Ye's side.

Never.

He also tried to understand Shang Ye's mind, wondering why Shang Ye became like that.But Shang Ye will never give him another chance, Shang Ye's world has been finalized, and he hates everything about the Chanyuan family, let alone give him room to intervene.

...It's not that he doesn't want to be on Shang Ye's side.

But if the Zenyuan Zhipiren stood on the side of his son.

Then it means that the ideals of Chanyuan family adhered to by the Zenyuan Zhipi people are wrong.

...He subconsciously denied the answer.

How could it be wrong?

For so many years, how much the Chanyuan family wants to reproduce the glory of the past, how much they want to surpass the Wutiao family...

This is the kind of education that Zenyuan Zhipiren himself has been exposed to since he was a child...how could it be wrong?

Isn’t Shang Ye of the Chanyuan himself the same?Didn't he also grow up in such an environment?

Why couldn't he...couldn't be on his family's side?

Zenyuan Naozai: "Father, Shang is also different."

"We didn't know him well in the past," Zenin Naoya said, "and we won't have the chance in the future. Things are already like this."

"Even if you regret it, it won't help."

... Now that you have made a choice, you must bear the corresponding result, no matter how bad the result is.

Zenyuan Naoya couldn't help but think of his dream last night, Gojo Satoru, that young man Shangya, and their question..."Clear the level"?Wait a moment.

... The Zen Temple was still in those days.

How on earth did he survive?

"Father, the present Shang Ye, is he really Shang Ye?"

...It is impossible to survive.

The people directly adjoining the Zen courtyard paused.

No matter how much he doesn't know his son, he won't fail to recognize him.

"It's him," said the Zhipier of the Chanyuan, "I knew it was him when I saw his eyes."

"Then he must have died that year, right?" Chanyuan Shang Ye said hastily, "If you stepped on a landmine... it is impossible to be intact, but the Shang Ye who appeared in front of us does not seem to have a single injury."

"Unless Shang Ye lied to us about something back then, his technique is not limited to illusion, and it is likely to include space transfer... But we haven't heard any news from Shang Ye at Wutiao's house for so many years."

The people directly connected to the Buddhist monastery completely lost their drunkenness.

His expression gradually became serious: "If he is still alive, he will definitely come to attack the Chanyuan family as soon as he can move. If he is still alive, it is impossible for the 'six eyes' of the Wutiao family to break in to find someone before. I won’t be looking for it for so many years.”

...they all know one thing.

As long as the Chanyuan is still alive, it is impossible for Wujo Wu to know.

... Then what is Shang Ye of the Zen Academy who appeared in front of them?