After writing the book, all of Yokohama wanted to hunt me down

"In this temple, a true "God" was once enshrined.

The Son of God born with iridescent pupils brought him into the world, and he has the power to turn words into reality. 』

Sensing Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's breath, and snuggling into his arms and listening to him telling her inner thoughts, Yuan Xuan felt as if she had absorbed confidence from him.

This made her cheer up and continue her writing.This time, she didn't plan to show it to another heavenly king, let alone read it to him.

Yuan Xuan wanted Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to be her first reader, just like he thought.

"The temple of the family on the mountain is bigger than I imagined. He led me through the verandahs. The wooden buildings have been weathered by time, and some of the paint has peeled off.But even so, just looking up into the distance, you can imagine its prosperity many years ago.

I noticed that many places were hung with copper locks, Shangami explained: "Because the family's savings are no longer enough, so we can only temporarily seal these places, if we can get more money later, maybe we can unseal them. "

This is also understandable.Although it is a temple, the geographical location is really remote, and it is not well-known...

"By the way, after I received Teacher Yuan's reply, I immediately packed up the room for you, please be sure to stay here for a few more days!"

Facing the overly enthusiastic mountain, I couldn't even say a polite refusal. 』

Compared with my brother, the character of "I" in the article seems to be more similar to myself.

Yuan Xuan suddenly had such an illusion.

She patted her forehead, not taking this illusion to heart, and continued to write.

"In the middle of the night, I woke up from my sleep and seemed to hear a strange sound, so I put on my coat and walked out of the room. 』

It doesn't look like that at all.Yuan Xuan thought with satisfaction.

She is very afraid of dark places, and even more afraid of stepping out of the room alone at night.The only one who has this level of courage is the older brother.

"Under the blurred shadow of the moon, I saw a figure standing at the end of the verandah.

'It's so late, isn't the mountain still asleep? '

With this in mind, I walked towards that figure.

This veranda seems to be much longer than in the daytime.After a while, it seemed that there was no feeling of getting close to that figure. 』

The story suddenly develops in the direction of horror and horror.

To be honest, once imagining that kind of scene, Yuan Xuan didn't dare to stay alone in the room.So she took a pen and paper and knocked on Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's door.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko who opened the door looked at the things in Yuanxuan's hand, this situation obviously surprised him.

"Is the writing done for today?" he asked.

In the past, once Yuan Xuan started to write, she could write for almost a whole day.She always stays alone in the study, not even setting foot in the living room.

Every time, it was Shibusawa Tatsuhiko who pushed open the door and called her back from the imaginary world to reality.

This was the first time she had actively knocked on his door.

Yuan Xuan shook her head, she raised her face and asked in a low voice, "Can I go to your room to write?"

Shibusawa Ryuhiko was stunned when he heard this.He failed to reflect Yuan Xuan's intention.

But the body seemed to have a mind of its own, and even moved away a little, giving her room to enter the door.

Yuan Xuan just walked in with small steps.

There are also tables and chairs in Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's room, and some tan kraft paper bags are placed on the table.

Yuan Xuan didn't try to guess what those things were, it wasn't something she should pay attention to.

"I wrote a little bit of new content today..."

This is what she meant.Yuanxuan spoke hesitantly, she tried to explain, and explained to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko why she came to him.

But because the pause time in organizing the language was too long, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko misunderstood her meaning.

He mistakenly thought that Yuan Xuan sent him the newly written content today for him to read.

"It must be very interesting content."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko pulled out the manuscript paper from her hand and moved another chair next to his original one.

Yuan Xuan was led to sit beside him in a daze like this.Shibusawa Tatsuhiko also finished reading her newly written content, and after putting down the manuscript, he suddenly asked, "Is that figure the King of Heaven?"

Judging from her description, it shouldn't be human.

Yuan Xuan nodded, and when she thought that the other party was willing to read seriously even what she usually scribbled, she had the courage to share her thoughts with him.

She told Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, "Actually, the story is still a foreshadowing part. The real focus of the story is not "I"..."

In this story, she does not intend to use too much pen and ink to trace the origin of Bie Tianwang, so when setting the setting, Yuan Xuan set Bie Tianwang as - left alone in the temple after the decline of religion "God".

All the joy, sorrow and lamentation will eventually return to peace, only the lonely soul wanders forever in confusion.

She projects a part of reality into the story.

Bie Tianwang is not necessarily a real god, what it is depends on what people believe it is.

In the story, the believers in that temple believe that it is a god who can free everyone from suffering and go to bliss.Then Bie Tian Wang is such a god.

"This is the power of 'language'. "Yuan Xuan explained.

Realizing that she had been talking to herself in front of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko for a while, she began to feel shy about talking to herself again, "Would it be strange to write like this?"

"No." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko replied with a smile, "It's a very special idea."

Yuan Xuan's little confidence swelled a little.

She took back her draft, leaned on the table and continued writing.

Yuan Xuan wrote that the protagonist's life has undergone some changes since that night.Even in the daytime, the sound of clogs on the floor could be heard from those locked rooms.

He heard some strange sounds.It's like screaming and cheering.

"In my mind... some memories that don't belong to me appear, as if some kind of existence that cannot be found with the naked eye has invaded my thoughts.

I saw brand-new pavilions and pavilions, and the people coming and going were either happy or sad.

Tears of compassion fell from the eyes of the young patriarch, his lips moved slightly, "It's so pitiful..."

"What a tragedy..."

People got salvation from his mouth, and his words turned into reality, "You must be able to go to bliss."』』

Yuanxuan asked Shibusawa Tatsuhiko a question.

"Are you... in pain?"

In fact, this question has been buried in her heart for a long time.Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is undoubtedly the lucky one in the eyes of the world, talent, wealth...these are the cornerstones of happiness.

The same is true in Yuan Xuan's mind.

She remembered her brother holding her and reading her the story he had just written, and he would always add a quote at the beginning of the story——

"To the only you in the world. 』

This is his greatest love for Yuan Xuan.

No matter how ordinary she is in the eyes of others, in his world, Xuan will always be the only Xuan in the world.

This is a text that Yuan Xuan, who has no writing talent, will never be able to write.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko watched Yuan Xuan quietly for a long time, "No."

He said to Yuan Xuan, "I will never feel pain again."

Yuan Xuan felt that this sentence was a bit strange, but before she could think it through clearly, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko also asked her a question.

is the same problem.

"Does Aya feel pain?"

This made it impossible for her to answer.

If it is not painful, then those memories of the past, the past of living with my brother, and what happened to them seem to have become an understatement, something that can be skipped at will.

This is not fair to the brother who has paid so much for her, and to the brother who has suffered so much alone.

However, if he said "yes", it seemed that he regarded everything Shibusawa Ryuhiko did for her as meaningless actions.

Yuan Xuan is always caught in a dilemma.

Even if he didn't hear the verbal answer, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko could read a lot from Yuan Xuan's reaction. When she didn't speak, she usually felt that her answer could not satisfy others.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had no intention of embarrassing her.

"Go ahead and write."

He took the initiative to change the subject, as if the question just now did not appear, "I really want to see the continuation of the story."

Yuan Xuan secretly looked at his face, and after realizing that the other party was neither angry nor unhappy, she couldn't continue to concentrate on writing.

She simply sorted out the plot.

The protagonist, who was in a trance due to the influence of some special power in the temple, bid farewell to the mountain after staying for a few days.He thought that the situation was just affected by the temple, but he suddenly realized something after returning home and his condition did not improve.

So, the protagonist starts to look up information about that temple.

In the end, he found a library from the bits and pieces of information on the Internet, where there was an old book that recorded the history of the temple.

When thinking of this, she suddenly had a little inspiration, so she wrote it down on the manuscript paper.

"In the 40th year of Meiji, there was still a rumor in the countryside that scary monsters that feed on human flesh and blood would attack sleeping people in the darkest night.

But compared to such imaginary monsters, more terrifying evil spirits are actually living with human beings.

A woman who was beaten by her husband, a child abandoned by her parents, a man suffering from illness... People who have been tortured gather in the temple of the "Temple of Bliss" in pursuit of salvation.

The young patriarch had the compassion of a Buddha. 』

The chaotic thoughts were gradually sorted out, integrated and processed, and finally turned into words and landed on paper.

When Shibusawa Tatsuhiko asked her what kind of story she wanted to write, Yuanxuan replied: "I want to write a story about a lost soul who finally finds his destination."