[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

"...Wu Jige..." "...Taiko Bell..." Brother Zhenzong weakly called out to his brother, then lowered his head in despondency, not at all like the usual ones.

"Xiaozhen? Wu Jijun? What's the matter?" Candlestick asked about their situation with concern, San Riyue probably thought of something, smiled a few times but said nothing.

"That's right. I didn't expect that I also came to the master's past." Standing barefoot, the crow boy looked at the quaint house in front of him calmly, and there was a little emotional wave in his deep black eyes, but it quickly faded away. go down.

"This place is still the one from last time..." Kewan, who had been here once, recognized it at a glance, but it was different from the previous few times, the yard was kept clean and tidy...but it was less angry.

...Yes, the place where the God-inspector grew up now reveals a sense of death that was not there before. Although she lived alone most of the time, she has never felt this way.

"Probably, it was after the lord broke up with her younger brother." San Riyue guessed calmly. "The timing here."

"Although I don't really want to accept it, it looks like it should be right." Candlestick laughed wryly, and the emotions in Du Mu were quite complicated.

"Haah... What if I cry badly and go back to see the master..." Taiko Bell grabbed the two braids at the back of his head, paused when he touched his headdress, and then said to himself murmured. "... Forget it, even if it's uncomfortable... I won't escape."

"It would be great if I could pass on my luck to the protagonist of this era..." But that's impossible now, they don't know the way to change her situation, and they don't know what will happen to her after they really intervene. What impact will the current judges have.As the emotionally out-of-control judges said before, they can only watch her struggle as useless spectators.

The door of the house was open, and standing there would not make any progress, so they entered the house after reaching a consensus.The atmosphere inside the house is also very similar to the outside. It is obvious that someone has taken care of it carefully, but apart from being clean and tidy, there is no trace of vitality in life.

The doors of each room were open, and they walked among them while looking for the room where the God Inspector was, and of course they found it.

According to Kenmaru's memory, they quickly found the one she lived in among the many rooms. When they saw it for the first time, Fu Sangshen who was present was stunned.

The woman in the black robe sat quietly on the cushion with her back facing them, her long black hair like a waterfall spread to the floor, her thin and slender back highly overlapped with the figure of the current God Inspector in Honmaru.

She was like a sculpture, sitting there for a long time, motionless, and did not respond to their arrival at all. I don't know if she really didn't notice it, or if she noticed it but didn't intend to pay attention to it.

"...from the current her, I can't feel the breath of life." Xiao Karasuma lowered her eyes and judged like this.

"It's like a living corpse..." When San Riyue said this, he was stared at by the other Fu Sangshen several times, but he himself didn't care, his golden San Riyue's eyes sank, and he didn't show his usual relaxation manner.

"...Speaking of which, the posture of the protagonist at this age should be very similar to the protagonist in Honmaru... Did she stop growing after that?" Candlestick tried to ease the somewhat overly solemn tone by bringing up other topics. atmosphere.

"Maybe something crucial has happened?" Katsumaru took Candekiri's words. "But it shouldn't be a simple sacrifice, otherwise it would have stopped long ago."

"Hmm...Xiaoguang, do you mean that some key event will happen to the master during this period, causing her growth to stop?" Taiko Bell summed it up after listening carefully, and his guess got the rest of Fusangshen recognition.

"It's probably like this, so this is also a very important part of the Lord's history, we need to understand it..." Although this method is really too cruel.

Suddenly there was a knock on the main door outside, and the woman sitting there didn't respond at all, but just quietly listened to the knock on the door, which lasted for about half a minute.The knocking on the door stopped.At this moment, the woman moved.

She slowly got up from the cushion, her ankles exposed under the white robe were a bit too thin, as if they could be broken easily with a light fold, she slowly turned around.

This time, she didn't wear a cloth strip over her face, nor did she wear a mask like she did later.

She just closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and the contours of her eyebrows and eyes all showed the beauty of her face... However, it lacked vitality.

As Sanriyue said, although it doesn't sound very good, her current state is indeed no different from that of a walking dead. The beauty is dazzling, but it is so empty that it covers up its brilliance.

She walked slowly towards the side of the door, even with her eyes closed, she still walked steadily and unhindered.

".........No." Taiko Bell, who had been staring at the woman's face, suddenly said in a trembling voice.

"Taiko bell? What's the matter—" Wu Ji's voice was cut off all of a sudden, and he also widened his eyes, staring at the woman's face in disbelief.

"What's the matter?" Katsumaru asked them urgently.

"...She didn't close her eyes. ""

""Her eyes were sewn with thread. ""

Brother Zhenzong's voice came over with difficulty, and at the same time Taidao Fusangshen also saw clearly the face of the woman who was approaching.

The transparent silk thread tightly sewed her upper and lower eyelids together. It might not be impossible to force them to open, but the pain to be endured...

"Damn it! Damn it!" Taiko Bell clenched his fists and growled like venting, as if he was scolding those who did these things, but also as if he was blaming himself for his own powerlessness.

"...Follow her first." Karasuma calmly made a judgment, but there were a few marks poked by his nails on the palm hanging by his side.

This time, they followed her to the gate without hindrance. There were men, women and children in white clothes standing everywhere along the way she was walking. They all watched the woman walking slowly with calm eyes.

At the end, a middle-aged man with graying hair and a handsome young man were standing in front of the white table, quietly waiting for the woman to arrive.Their eyes were colder than those of those people. They didn't regard her as a person at all, but as an indifferent thing.

She quietly came to the white table, and then lay down without changing her expression or saying a word.The middle-aged man handed the knife in his hand to the young man, and the young man raised the knife in his hand, while everyone else knelt down.

Just when his knife was about to fall—"Stop it, father, brother."

The boy's calm voice came over.The boy who walked out of the crowd... No, although he was still a boy, his childishness had completely faded away. Although he was smiling lightly, his eyes were terribly deep.

"The family has been controlled by me, and my father's power as the patriarch has been emptied by me. Even if my brother succeeds, he will only be the patriarch recognized by my father."

"It's me who has the right to speak now."

"Father, brother, I have no intention of driving you to a dead end."

"So now, put down the knife." The boy's tone was soft, but he didn't give his father and brother any room to change. His father and brother looked at each other, and the young man put the knife in his hand on the side of the table.

"Forgive me." Even though he was so threatened by his own son, the middle-aged man did not panic, not even angry. "You are for this," he pointed to the woman who was still lying quietly on the table. "And did these?"

The boy was not moved, his smile remained the same. "No matter what my purpose is, it is undeniable that my father and brother are vulnerable."

"Winner and loser, I don't need to answer your questions, do I?"

"Hahaha." The middle-aged man laughed. "That's true. Then you can feel free to ask this question. Whether you answer it or not, I still want to ask it."

"Misako, have you helped me a lot?"

The boy's expression finally changed a little, but his tone was still calm. "Ah, my mother supports me with all her strength. She loves our siblings deeply."

"...forgive me." The young man finally spoke, and he looked at his younger brother indifferently. "You know what? Our mother, she went crazy when she turned my sister into something like this."

He looked back at the woman.

"But you're right about one thing."

"She loves her daughter so much that she is crazy about it."

The boy's expression finally lost his composure. He restrained his smile and looked at his father and brother expressionlessly.

"My mother has passed away, and I'm not interested in the past."

"No matter what her goal is, at least she has helped me achieve my goal."

"That's enough."

The middle-aged man shook his head and patted his eldest son on the shoulder. "Then your brother and I will leave now. Indeed, as you said, the family is now under your control. Although Misako is crazy about her daughter, she is indeed impeccably strong in other matters."

"As a father, let me give you one last word of advice."

"Don't bet on your feelings for this, or you will live in despair all your life." After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the boy to respond, and walked towards the large group of houses in the distance. As the elder brother, the young man also left a word for his younger brother.

"The daughter and sister whom my father and I loved died a long time ago."

The boy obviously didn't expect to get such unknown information from his father and elder brother, but even so, he didn't waver in his idea of ​​saving his sister from this ridiculous ceremony.

After dismissing the clansmen around him, he came to the stage alone, looked at his sister, and spoke with an unbelievably soft tone.

"Sister, I have grown up."

"I will protect my sister, I will not let my sister live in such pain again."

He took his sister's hand and murmured almost nervously.

"...forgive me."

A gentle female voice sounded. A woman who had always been closed off from the outside world finally responded to her brother who loved her deeply. After she called his name, she showed a beautiful smile. The void has also been filled, and her beauty is truly shining at this moment.

"Sister, sister, sister..." He indulged in his sister calling him, the smile on his face faded away, leaving only the innocence and sweetness like a child.

"Pfft."

But the abnormal sound of a sharp blade piercing his body made his expression freeze. He widened his eyes and watched in disbelief when he grabbed the hand of the knife on the side of the table. Holding the handle, the entire knife sank into his sister's heart.

A large amount of blood overflowed from her chest, and gradually spread across the entire white table, while the smiling woman desperately opened her tightly sewn eyes at the last moment of her death.

Those abyss-like red eyes stared closely at the face of the young boy who was still in a daze, a lot of blood washed her eyes, she finally closed them quietly, gave a wry smile, and then breathed out.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!"

All that could be heard was the screaming screams of the young man's incomparable despair.

"Why, why did it become like this..." Taiko Bell covered his face, tears flowed from between his fingers, and he sobbed softly.

".........This is too...too much..." Wu Ji also bit his lip, with tears on his face.

"Xiao Zhen..." Candlestick Chee called the taiko bell in a low voice, but he didn't know how to comfort him, after all he could only control himself not to cry.

"........." Kewan blankly grasped the body knife beside him, even if he wanted to cut off the person who caused her pain, he couldn't find the target at this moment.

"Is this the fate of my lord..." Karasuma quietly closed her eyes and sighed lightly.

"..." San Riyue quietly looked at the woman with her eyes closed. "...Let's go, we should go back."

"She's waiting for us."

The author has something to say: the younger brother is the first executioner

He has a blood relationship with his aunt and loves her deeply

Just like Abraham killed his beloved son Isaac in the Bible

But Abraham was finally stopped by an angel and sacrificed a sheep to God

Isaac was not killed

But here

God is no temptation without angels