[Comprehensive] Winter Feast

Yae felt like he was dying of pain.

The word "dead" is not an exaggeration, after all, she is also experienced.When I was poisoned a few years ago, the pain was almost the same as it is now.

Just like he didn't expect to be poisoned to death at that time, Yae never expected that he would fall to where he is today because of a parasitic cherry tree being chopped down at this time.

It was so painful that she couldn't speak, let alone heal herself.

Tianyi of the Twelve Generals is still working hard, Abe Seimei and Daitengu have disappeared from sight, Yae can hear the sound of hula la wind, and can also see the continuous fluctuation of the enchantment left by Abe Seimei.

The surrounding trees were blown off, except for the cherry tree above the head, there was nothing around.

The canopy of the cherry blossom trees is not enough to cover the entire field of vision, and there are still golden halos appearing in the dark sky.

The palms of the hands that I held with Sanriyue were full of cold sweat, but there was still warmth coming from the palm of Fusangshen. This temperature supported Yae, so that she did not lose consciousness completely, just like when she went to Ichimolian Shrine, it supported her to step forward. Just like walking.

Yae turned her head to look at Sankaiyue, but she could not see clearly anymore, her vision was blurred by the pain, and her thinking became dull.

Yae slowly felt that Sankaiyue's gaze was too heavy, beyond her own existence, which made her feel an unspeakable sense of shame while being watched.

"I, I, suddenly, can... understand Boya's, feelings." Yae stammered out these words intermittently, but another thought turned in his mind——

Has Sanriyue ever seen a certain master die like this?After all, his expression was too heavy, so heavy that Yae felt that he was not looking at himself.

Yae then thought again, why did Shi Shuo's marching army appear here, and what is their goal?Why is it a coincidence that the cherry blossom tree that he was parasitic got stabbed.

Some kind of ominous premonition rose from the bottom of my heart, slightly blowing away the cloud of death, revealing a trace of clarity.

"His Royal Highness Sankaiyue!" With a loud shout, Yazhong was completely pulled out of the chaos, Sankaiyue let go of Yazhong's hand suddenly, the knife light flashed, and a streak of black blood flew into sight.

Tianyi screamed, picked up Yae and hid aside.

The female god general with blond hair is not of the combat type, and the sheer weight of a little girl prevents her from moving quickly.Although Yae didn't know exactly what happened, he supported himself on the ground with his hands and turned to the side.

The action of supporting the ground pulled the wound, and the severe pain made Yae's eyes go black, and his consciousness seemed to float out of his body for a moment.

It was at this moment that she felt the call from the ground.

It is the attraction of the body to the soul, and it is the remaining consciousness of the humans and monsters that nourished the trees in the countless mountains of bones.

——This body is broken, just replace it with another one.

——Your blood is gone, but your demon power is still abundant.

Onmyoji's spiritual power is not infinite, he can only summon limited shikigami, and the demon power of shikigami also has an end, unlike games, they will get tired, get hurt and bleed.

And the sword Fusangshen can also be broken.

Everyone is working hard, how can she lie here doing nothing?

Pain does not equal death, how can she just think about dying and do nothing?

Obviously, there is still a way.

Before the poisoned aristocratic woman was buried, the cherry blossom tree that Yae parasitized had already produced wisdom, and the attachment of human souls made it change from ignorance to clarity.

Yae is parasitic on it, and always remembers that she is a human being. Her sobriety makes her occupy an absolute dominant position in the relationship between the two. The first thing Sakura Tree's wisdom learns after waking up is to obey.In the world of monsters where the jungle preys on the weak, the consciousness of obedience is very dangerous, but because Yae never thought of devouring it, it has existed until today, and as time goes by, the bond with Yae has deepened day by day.

Because the cherry blossom tree is not itself, Yae is not affected by the tree and can move freely in a place far away from it. Therefore, Yae's power is vague, like a cherry blossom demon, but it is also fundamentally different—the one with the beginning of spiritual wisdom. The cherry tree is ignorant, how can it know how to record the story?

The reason why Yae turned into a demon after her death was not because of this alienated cherry blossom tree, but because of herself.

The cherry blossom tree is a medicine guide, which allows Yae to complete the alienation process faster, and the cherry blossom tree is a bridge, connecting countless stories.

Whether it is medicine or a bridge, after all, it is just a tool, and it can even be called a consumable.

Yae plunged into the cherry blossom tree, and for the first time let go of his power without any scruples. The spiritual power of the cherry blossom tree got used to getting closer, and then Yae swallowed it in one gulp!

Yae accepts that he is a monster, obeys the law of the jungle, and improves his strength in the simplest and most direct way.

The cherry blossom tree and the Yae have the same origin, and the process of Yae's engulfment and assimilation has not been hindered in the slightest, and even the ignorant Sakura tree has never resisted.

The severe pain of the wound was replaced by a numb feeling, which was the tree's perception of the wound.

The demon power in his body was filled to the extreme, and the buried corpse had an unprecedented sense of existence.

Yae obeyed her instinct and threw herself into the body that had been buried underground for many years.

Then she felt the cold, the roughness and heavyness of the soil, and all the experiences a living person should feel, except that she didn't have the difficulty breathing of being buried alive.

Yae's strength became very strong, allowing her to move freely in the soil. She climbed up with her hands and feet together, and finally her fingers stick out of the ground. The flowing air is colder than the underground.

Yae pushed hard on the ground and lifted her upper body off the ground. She opened her eyes, and her eyes were pure white.

Yae maintained the posture where half of his body was buried in the soil and did not move for a while: "Are you kidding me?!"

It was clearly a summer night before she entered the cherry blossom tree, how could it be winter morning when she climbed out of the ground? !

And where is this?

Although the trees are dense, the ground is flat, not the forest at the foot of the Ichimokuren Shrine.The bare cherry blossom tree beside her was not the one Yae parasitized either.

"This is where?"

Surrounded by silence, Yae asked herself in a trembling voice.

She devoured the demon power of the parasitic cherry blossom tree, just like cutting off the beacon, and couldn't find the way home.

Yae had a fear: Is this still Heian-kyo?

"Girl, do you need help?"

When this sentence sounded, it was only an instant after Yae noticed the breath coming from a distance, and the speed of the people coming was astonishing.

Hearing the sound, Yae looked up and saw Kisuke Urahara, who was wearing the captain's haori, squatting in front of him.

Compared with the last time we met, Urahara has obviously matured a lot.The Grim Reaper grew much slower than humans, and Yae didn't even dare to think about how much time it took him to go in and out of the tree.

Shishuo Xingjun, Abe Seimei, Otengu, and Mikazuki Munekin.

Everything in Heian-kyo has become a faded history.

"This girl?" Yae didn't answer in a daze, Urahara scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and then stretched out his hand to Yae, "No matter what happened, I'll pull you out first."

Yae didn't try to shake Urahara's hand, but crawled out of the pit by himself.

Urahara didn't mind either, he withdrew his hand and still had a smile on his face, and asked again: "Do you need help?"

Yae nodded slowly: "I'm dead?"

The sluggish movements and sluggish tone of voice matched her question, it was completely a new soul who had just realized her own death.

Urahara said "hmm", and said in a comforting tone: "Welcome to the world of souls."

"The World of Souls? I don't want to come to the World of Souls, I want to go back." Yae's voice trembled, she wanted to go back to Heian-kyo, she wanted to help Abe Seimei and the others wipe out the march of Shishuo, and she wanted to see if those people were still alive good.

If everything has really become history, then at least let her go back to the present world to find out whether the past story is the same as she knows, whether it was destroyed by the March of Time Shuo.

Why should the government of the time protect history?

Yae didn't understand it before, and only thought it was just a background setting, but when she was there and lived it personally, she truly felt the hatefulness of Shi Shuo's march.They add variables to an otherwise doomed story -- variables for the worse.

If it was another god of death, most of them would tell Yae that after death, they should go to the world of corpses and souls, and that wandering in the present world would turn them into ghosts.

But Kisuke Urahara has never been a person who plays cards according to common sense: "Okay."

He said to Yae: "As long as you become the god of death, you have a chance to return to the present world."

"How can I become a god of death?"

"Well, I can't finish it in one or two sentences," Urahara stood up, and once again extended his hand to Yae, "Let's talk while walking."

Yae hesitated, grabbed his hand and stood up.

As soon as she stood up, she realized that the height of her eyes was not right, and she became taller.

Without a mirror, Yae couldn't estimate it accurately, but probably, she had returned to her age when she was poisoned to death.

After pulling Yae up, Urahara let go, and pointed in a direction: "That's Jinglingting, the place where Shinigami lives."

"I know." Yae thought for a while, but still felt that there was nothing to hide. She didn't want to listen to Urahara's popular science again, "I know Ruhun Street, Jinglingting, and Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art."

Her understanding of the world of ghosts and souls contradicted her shock when she said "I'm dead", Urahara couldn't help but glance at her, Yae knew what he was wondering, and said something like this: "I was buried alive in the soil by others. "

Kisuke Urahara thought about her words, and didn't ask any more questions.

"Your spiritual power is very good. If you can pass the assessment of the True Soul Academy—that is, the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Arts, and graduate successfully, you will become a god of death." Urahara used his spiritual power to condense a ball of light in his hand, "Enter the True Soul Academy The conditions are simple, have spiritual power, and be able to control it."

Yae raised his hand to hold out the ball of light, and Urahara was stunned seeing her relaxed appearance: "It seems that you are not only good in spiritual power... By the way, I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

"Eight heavy."

"Yae... Yae?" Kisuke Urahara felt familiar, but couldn't remember why, "Did we meet somewhere?"