Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

When I came to Zhu Shi's hut again, I was taken aback.The furnishing of the room itself is very simple. When Zhu Shi was there, it was only tidy and tidy, but now it is decorated with countless flowers and plants of different colors, even a bunch of unknown little purple flowers are inserted on the sliding door. , Blooming into a star-like piece, it is very beautiful.

"Brother Komaji made it for me because he was afraid that I would be bored." The girl named Lianxue said with a blushing face.

I looked at the straw-woven flower basket on the low table, which turned out to be in the shape of a small boat, and there were grass-woven birds, grasshoppers and rabbits inside, and I couldn't help but secretly wiped away my boring life.

"Is Your Excellency Komaji so skillful? You can't tell at all..."

"Well, although he doesn't seem to be talkative, he is actually surprisingly careful." The girl rubbed the corner of her clothes, "I used to have to stay at home when I was sick, and he would help me pick flowers and make all kinds of small things for me to play with." , any delicious food sold on the street will be brought to me."

"It's really enviable... Komaji-dono is such a gentle person..."

Looking at his fierce and domineering fists and feet when fighting, he is completely different from two people...

"So... after becoming a ghost, will everyone lose their memory?" I asked, "Even someone as gentle as Komaji-dono, will he become a completely different person?"

"What do you want to ask? Lianxue doesn't know about that kind of thing, and she's not a ghost."

Komaji frowned, and placed a straw basket heavily in front of me. Inside was the fish I brought, which had already been grilled.

This skill is much better than the dark stuff that Xie Huamei baked.

"Just asking casually, there is no other meaning." I said while gnawing on the fish, "Why does Komaji-dono become a ghost and lose his memory?"

"Becoming a ghost is equivalent to dying once, you know that." The boy said impatiently, "The person who was chosen by that...Wu Mi has all the inhuman traits he likes, but at the same time, He will also deliberately destroy your memory of being a human being when giving blood, in his words, it is to make you perfect, and this is the case with me."

"I remembered!" I suddenly realized, "You are the Lord Yiwozuo who's brain was smashed by Mr. Wuyou, so he has not been very bright"!"

The boy's face darkened visibly: "That guy Tong Mo told you?"

"Uh, no no," I waved my hand awkwardly, "his original words must be more euphemistic than this, ha ha."

"He was right. I wanted to die at the time, and I didn't even feel Wu Mi's hand inserted into my head..."

After hearing Komaji's story, I was silent for a long time.

I originally thought that the experience of the Xie Hua brothers and sisters was the most miserable story in the world I had ever heard, but it turned out that the world is not the most miserable, only more miserable.

People who have been hurt by ghosts can justifiably take revenge on ghosts, so who should people who have been hurt by humans take revenge on?

"Don't you hate humans?" I asked softly.

"Hate, why don't you hate it? But what I hated the most at the beginning was that I failed to protect Lianxue and Master, and those young people who only used shady methods. After becoming ghosts, they only Remember that you hate the weak." Komaji said calmly, "The heart of an oni has been distorted, or in other words, there is no such thing as a 'heart' in an oni."

"Please don't say that, Brother Komaji," Lianxue's eyes welled up with tears, "If you think of us, it means that even Brother Komaji, who is a ghost, has a heart. Stop blaming yourself like this. You have done nothing wrong! "

Komaji gave the girl a consoling smile, and then said to me: "This is the reason why I am going to hell to redeem my sins. I want to get back my heart as a human being."

As a human...heart?

But as a human...it was really a long time ago.

It's been so long that I wondered, did we really live in this world as human beings?

Because her eyes can see "unclean things", she was consecrated as a sacrifice early by her family. In the empty Arakawa Shrine, she grew up with a "princess" accompanied by a snake god.

Because of the peculiar hair color and eye color, he was enshrined on the altar by his ignorant and greedy parents. He listened to the suffering of countless believers day after day, but knew nothing about human emotions.

The only difference is that one died at the age of nine and the other at the age of 20.

For beings like us, what is the human heart?

"I understand, thank you, Mr. Komaji." I bowed slightly to him to show my thanks.

The boy named Komaji looked at me with extremely calm eyes that were as clear as water.

"If you're talking about that guy, I advise you not to have illusions. Even Wu Mi said that that guy is born to be a ghost, and there is no difference before and after turning into a ghost."

I smiled: "I know. He likes to be a ghost, so do it. I don't think there is anything wrong with being a ghost."

"Even if he eats people, you can accept it?"

"I have eaten people too, Mr. Komaji. But gods, because they have infinite lives, often take more time to change in us than humans." I said lightly, "I have already I haven't eaten human flesh for more than 200 years, but I know that feeling... Even if it is a god, suddenly changing its diet will cause a decline in strength and a series of unsuitable situations. In my opinion, what Master Tong Mo has done That's great. If one day he returns to the human world and he still can't get rid of human flesh and blood, I will find other ways to satisfy him. In my eyes, human beings are not precious and untouchable existences. Human beings are just to make us, as 'non-humans', more adapt to the life of the world, so as not to cause too much resentment."

Komaji smiled with a complicated expression: "I said what kind of woman would dare to live in the same room with that guy. It turns out that you are not human at all."

"I have long said that I am a god. Komaji-sama doesn't believe me, so I can't help it." I spread my hands, "But please rest assured, I don't eat girls. In addition, besides giving you food, I also have food for you this time. I want to ask Lord Komaji about how you came here, so that I can find a way to send you back to the original realm."

"Why should I trust you?" Komaji said coldly, "Since you are with that guy, you must be on Wu Mi's side."

I put on a realistic look: "If I were on the side of Mr. Wu Mi, I would have handed you over to him a few days ago, and it would save me to catch these fish for you to eat. Besides, besides the letter Me, you don’t have any other way out, do you?”

Komaji said that when they came to this realm, they saw a golden light, and where they appeared, there was a huge crack in the earth.

Combined with the abnormal thunder on the day of the blood rain, I can basically confirm that this is the opening of the 'door', but the conditions for opening are not very clear.This door is obviously leading to other realms of hell, and the condition... should still be that only human souls are allowed to pass through.

Alas, this place really does not give ghosts a chance to live.

Speaking of which, today's road seems a bit long, and we should be almost there after passing through the woods in front of us. If we go back late, the ghost will make a fake cry again, eh...

Suddenly, as if the ground had flipped, I fell into an unknown space.

The body instinctively made a defensive posture, turned over, drew the knife, and landed, all in one go.But when I saw the scene in front of me clearly, I felt a chill in my heart.

This is a room I have never seen before, with lamps made of colored glass, and neatly stacked books on the dark, smooth bookshelves, with gilded characters on them that I don't recognize.A thick blanket was spread on the floor, and the patterns on the blanket were woven into intricate patterns. At the end of the blanket was a large desk with four feet shaped like animal claws, also painted with gold paint.

A strange luxury.

I looked at the delicate little objects on the table, and finally, from my distant memory of the human period, I remembered what seemed to be a Western clock.

This kind of strangeness is far from making me uncomfortable, what makes my whole body tense is the man standing by the table in western clothes.

Seaweed curly and soft black hair, plum red eyes.

Under the warm light, there was nothing unrefined about his pale profile, but it exuded a chilling aura.

The man's slender white fingers hooked a porcelain pot full of flowers and birds, and a dark liquid was poured out of the long, swan-neck-like spout, and fell into another small cup full of paint. , I don't know why, I actually smelled a strange aroma in the air.

"You're here, sit down."

He didn't look up, but just put the exquisite porcelain cup on the table, his voice was full of the usual elegance and alienation of the superior.

I stood up holding the knife, forced a smile out of my mouth.

"Master Wu Mi, your illusion is quite superb."

The illusion of the Necromancer Forest can completely simulate the memories and obsessions of the spirit body before it was alive, but I was negligent.But no matter what, I couldn't figure out why, as a wraith-spirit, Master Wuyou learned to construct his own illusion so quickly.

The time at Kek Lok Temple was a masterpiece of Shen Lingshou, but the lord in front of him... Could it be that he can already devour Shen Lingshou?

"This is my study in Asakusa, do you like it?"

He answered irrelevantly and pointed to the chair in front of the table.

"Put the knife away, we should be of the same kind, shouldn't we, Miss Shenshen? Or should I call you...Miss Baiji?"

I clearly felt my hands tremble, as if my heart had been punctured.

That being the case, there is no need to hold a knife anymore.

Putting away the knife, I simply walked to the chair and sat down, curiously rubbing the smooth armrest that looked like baby skin.

"Have you ever drank coffee?" He sat on the chair opposite me, stirring the liquid in the cup with a small golden spoon, with a perfectly curved smile on the corner of his mouth, "I guess you haven't drank it, try it? It's a Western invention, and I've always liked it."

I picked up the cup and took a sip, frowning: "This is too bitter! Is it herbal medicine?"

"Knew you would say that. Add some sugar."

He took out a small porcelain jar with the same design and color as the cup, and used a small tong to pick out a piece of white, square sugar, and threw it into my cup.

The candy cube hit the bottom of the cup and made a soft ding.I couldn't help laughing.

"Is the foreign sugar made so delicate now? I remember that in my time, the little powdered sugar sprinkled on the dim sum was a luxury."

"When did Miss Bai Ji fall into hell?"

"200 years ago," I said.

"Then you should have missed a lot." He lowered his head and took a sip of the liquid in the glass. "Many changes have taken place in the human world, which is different from that in Edo."

"I hate change the most, but everything around me is changing. Sometimes I think, is this a punishment from God?"

I decided not to go around in circles with him.

"How did you know my name? I don't remember telling you."

Master Wu Mi crossed his fingers and looked at me with interest.

"Before answering this question, can you answer me first, why do you hide your name like me?"

"I didn't deliberately hide it." I said indifferently, "Bai Ji was my name when I was a human being and a god, but after I fell into hell, this name was taken away and replaced with 'ran'. Strictly speaking, I, who have lost my god name and imperial body, can no longer be counted as a god, and let you down."

"It's just so unfortunate that the world has always been so unfair to us more perfect beings."

Master Wu Mi let out a sigh.

I'm a little confused about this man's temper.Obviously when we met twice before, he was a violent and crazy person, but this time he pretended to be too gentle and gentle.

Ghosts are all mimics, I understand this.

"It's your turn to answer my question."

"What's the rush? It's been a long time since I've had a face-to-face chat with a human being like this. Humans and ghosts are equally boring. But you are different." He narrowed his eyes slightly, "You are my kind, you It was also born for an obsession, I can see it."

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"You fell into hell 200 years ago, why?"

"Does this concern you?"

"It's irrelevant, but it's also related." He was not angry, "If you don't tell me, I will naturally have no way of knowing your past. However, there is something in my memory that probably has something to do with you."

"200 years ago, in a temple over there in Beijing, I met a child."

"That was a very special kid. I could tell right away, not only because he looked different from others, but because he was...not human in any way."

My heart tightened in an instant, as if the thing I was most afraid of for a long time was finally slowly revealed in front of me.

Master Wu Mi just continued speaking in a steady voice.

"I originally planned to go hunting. The temples in the mountains are inaccessible, and it is late at night. Even if they are all dead, no one will find out. But that child, although very young, is not afraid of me at all, and stares at me curiously. I read."

"Guess what was the first thing he said to me?"

"I don't know." I said with difficulty.

"He asked me: Are you a god?" Wu Can smiled, "I have transformed so many ghosts in the past thousand years, and he is the first one to regard me as a god. Guess why?"

"I...I don't know."

"I didn't know that at the time, but I found out later that the child probably had some brain problems. Although he pretended to be a normal human being, he couldn't understand everything about human beings. He seemed to remember everything, but his heart was blank. The people in that temple couldn't be more ridiculous. They thought he was the son of gods, and they were willing to listen to his nonsense about the world of bliss. They are a group of lunatics, the most stupid of human beings, and their so-called son of gods is actually Already insane."

I grabbed my wrist tightly: "You shouldn't say that about him...he's not out of his mind, he's not crazy."

"If thinking like this can make you feel better, I have no objection." Master Wuyou showed a trace of sympathy, "Don't worry, I will talk about the part related to you soon."

"He took the initiative to tell me that he wanted me to turn him into a ghost. I originally wanted to kill him directly, because I couldn't perceive any obsession from him. Ghosts are creatures that exist for obsession. Without obsession, just It means that there will be no growth. But I still couldn't help asking why he wanted to become a ghost."

"Guess what he said?"

Master Wu Mi looked at me with great interest. In plum red eyes, the pupils were thin lines like cats.

The snake's eyes are actually the same, maybe because of this, he will treat me as the same kind.

"I don't know," I said.

"What he said was that he -- wanted to make those poor people happy."

Master Wu Mi leaned forward slightly, and said softly, "Do you think this is not crazy?"

I forced a smile: "This kind of reason can also convince you? It's really easy to become a ghost."

"In the beginning, I was just curious. I wanted to know how a lunatic who can't understand human beings can make human beings happy after becoming a ghost. Aren't you curious, Miss Baiji."

A sarcasm appeared on Wu Mi's lips, and he looked at me sarcastically.

"Later, in less than a hundred years, he was promoted from an ordinary ghost all the way to the top two, and he worked harder to eat people than any ghost in the Twelve Ghost Months. Only then did I know that he really has the talent to be a ghost. He He was born to be a ghost, and becoming a ghost is his best ending, otherwise, what's the point of living for a lunatic like him? I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know it."

"I feel sorry for him, Miss Baiji. Without me, he might have died a long time ago. I saved him, and I am his god. By the way, I even gave him his name," Wu Mi The adult smiled and said, "Tong Mo, what a nice name. Do you like it?"

"What's the use of you telling me these things?" I said slowly, "I'm not a human being, so I don't care if he's a ghost or not."

"I just want to tell you some stories you don't know." Master Wu Mi pointed to my cup, "Your coffee is cold."

"Thank you, it's too bitter to drink."

"Then let me make a long story short. I planned to transform him that night, but he actually asked me to wait, saying that he was going to meet a friend in Edo. Among so many ghosts, he who dared to make such a request to me It was the first one, so I promised him again, am I being kind?"

"Afterwards, I transformed him not far from Edo. I have to say, that child is really talented. After getting rid of the ghost marks, he didn't even change his appearance, and he started eating people right away. I am very satisfied. .”

"You took away some of his memories of being human, didn't you?" I said suddenly.

"You are wrong, Miss Bai Ji." Master Wu Mi looked at me with his blood-like eyes, "He discarded those memories on his own initiative. Yes, without the slightest hesitation, my finger was inserted into his brain at that time Here, I saw memories he didn't need, which is why I'm here to tell you this story today."

He took out something from a book in hand, "You, do you know this?"

It was... a flower that had faded in color, and the thin, almost transparent petals were squeezed together into a small ball, with almost no shape.

It was a cherry blossom.

- We have a date...

"...When the cherry blossoms bloom next year, you still have to come to my place."

Master Wu Mi imitated a soft voice and said this sentence.

"Is this a precious memory for you? Miss Baiji. I really want to know why a god is in hell. Now I understand, it was for this. But why didn't you ask in advance? Maybe The other party didn't take this thing seriously at all, maybe—”

"This is all your wishful thinking."

"How you became a god, I don't care at all. But as long as Tong Mo is a ghost, he can't get rid of me, yes, I can see it, you want him to get rid of me, but how can you do it? I am the ancestor of all ghosts, my blood and cells used to be in their bodies, I know about my twelve ghost months, I know all their memories as people and ghosts, I know their thoughts and ways of doing things, Although Tong Mo is the smartest one I've ever seen, don't think that you can resist me, never, don't, think about it."

"Besides," Master Wu Mi's voice gradually became frantic, "Do you really want Tong Mo to remember you? Miss Bai Ji? Although I don't want to admit it, he is the most perfect ghost I have ever seen, although There is a problem with my brain, but without human emotions, it means eternal coldness and strength. He is a ghost who can use blood ghosts even if he falls into hell. He is destined to inherit my will, yes, although I am not at all I like him, and I want to tell you that he is destined to inherit my will, let those ants, ghost hunters, and pillars, those despicable things, let them die without a place to die!"

"Your memory is nothing to Tong Mo, it can only hinder him from becoming a perfect existence. So, please say goodbye to it."

He tightened his fingers, crushed the long-withered cherry blossom into powder, and threw it in front of me in a ostentatious gesture.

I looked at the dots of white sprinkled in the coffee and sighed softly.

"Master Wu Mi... What exactly do you want?"

The man's plum red pupils shrank slightly, and he said expressionlessly, "What do you mean?"

"I heard you said so much, there is nothing, I only understand one thing."

I stared into his eyes and said word by word: "You are a poor person who is afraid of being betrayed and wants to take everything into his own hands."

"You're testing my patience again, Miss Bai Ji." Ghost King's voice was hoarse, revealing a hint of threat.

"You can call me Ran. I haven't used the name Bai Ji for a long time. When I first heard it, I thought you were calling someone else." I smiled at him charmingly, "Besides, the child who used to call me by this name , has been killed by you."

"But I don't hate you, I'm not Miss Zhushi, you can't get hatred from me. On the contrary, I thank you for giving Lord Tong Mo a way out, when he wanted to make the only choice for his own destiny At that time, you appeared in front of him, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are the god who saved him."

I calmly looked at the somewhat distorted face of the ghost king, "No matter how perfect your illusion is, it can't hide the fact that the ghosts you devoured have no nutrition at all. I can feel the breath of death in your spiritual power fluctuations, my lord." , Humans have a saying called drinking poison to quench thirst. I wonder if you have heard of it? Please stop absorbing those dead spirits. I understand that you want to survive, but that will only make you more and more irrational and painful. "

"Heh, you are indeed a god. Since you can see through even this, you should know that in order to become an eternal existence, I will do anything, and I will not lose to the established fate!"

"You lost, Lord Wuyou." I felt the sorrow from the bottom of my heart, "Although you put the responsibility on the upper strings, it was you who lost to the ghost hunters and the final battle Fighting, please admit this, let go of your obsessions, there is only so much advice I can give you."

The warmly lit study room shattered in an instant, and I fell back into the woods.

Master Wu Mi is probably completely annoyed by me. I wonder if he will directly slap me the next time we meet?

I got up, patted the leaves on my clothes, and continued to walk back.

That thing called coffee is awful.

"I am back."

Pushing open the door of the yard, I saw the ghost sitting on the porch, looking at me with a smile.

"Xiaoran is back~ Hey, what's the matter with you? Have you ever cried?"

"Yeah, after hearing the story between His Excellency Komaji and Lianxue, I feel so miserable." I walked up to him, "This is for you."

Tong Mo looked at the little straw bird in confusion, "What is this?"

"Little Bird, I learned from His Excellency Komaji, and I'll let you play."

"Eh? Isn't this too ugly?" He laughed exaggeratedly, "I can't tell it's a bird at all, it's almost like a civet cat..."

"The civet cat is the civet cat." I smiled, "Master Tong Mo, you..."

do you really need me

From the very beginning, I desperately wanted to hold your hand.

However, I never asked you, do you really need me?

"Eh? What's the matter?" The pair of beautiful colorful pupils looked at me with some doubts, "Why is Xiaoran so weird? Did something happen?"

"No."

I'm really sorry, little god, I lost you just like that.

"I... hope that one day Master Tong Mo will be free."

May you be free whether I am with you or not.