[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

The air was so heavy that it was hard to breathe, and the dark gray clouds pressed down low, visually bringing a lot of pressure to people. Standing here without moving, I looked around blankly.

Here...is a cemetery.

Among the stone tablets one after another, there was a woman squatting in front of one of the small stone tablets.

She was wearing a white robe and a white veil, and the thick silk net covered her face completely, and the black hair stretched out from her veil, only reaching the length of her back. White ribbon tied.

She is very conspicuous in this forest of gray steles.

She seemed to have noticed the unmoving gaze, turned her head slowly, and beckoned to him gently.

He froze for a moment, responded to her silent call in a strange way, and walked towards her.

"I'm here to worship a person." Not far from where she was standing, there was a smooth and clean big stone slab. She sat on it first, and also sat on it when she didn't move, but it was still with her. Keep a certain distance.

"Oh... that tombstone." She nodded, and looked at the tombstone seriously without moving. It seemed to have been there for a long time, and the surrounding area was corroded and pitted. It was barely visible on the surface. The words were engraved, but now only such traces are left, and the specific words are completely unrecognizable.

"There are no more words..." he asked the woman. "You can find it without a name?"

Her voice was uncomfortably quiet.

"I don't remember the man's name either."

"...Huh?" Fudo looked at her in confusion, wondering if there was something wrong with her. "So you come to pay homage to a person whose name has long since disappeared, and you don't remember the name yourself?"

She laughed, and that laughter was purely for the sake of laughing, which made people uncomfortable.

"I'm really bad at remembering things because time slowly erases it all."

"But there are other things about that person, I still work hard against time and remember a little bit."

"Only a little? That person is really pitiful." Unconsciously, she wanted to complain about her without moving, but she was not annoyed when she heard it, her voice was still calm and cold.

"You look troubled, let me listen to what you have to say in exchange for listening to me say something boring."

"Anyway, for me, this will be forgotten soon."

He frowned and rolled his eyes. "Your words and attitude are really disgusting."

But he hates it, and her indifferent attitude is exactly what he wants, and he just wants to say something, if the other party remembers it firmly, it will make him troubled and hesitate.

"I've always been afraid of what happened in the past. In order to temporarily escape from that fear, I've always chosen to get drunk to escape."

"The master I am serving now is a very good person. However, I have not responded to her love."

"Even though I was being negative all the time, she never blamed me, didn't feel dissatisfied with me."

"I have not responded to her trust, nor her concern."

"But when I made a request for practice, she still agreed to me very straightforwardly. Even I wasn't sure if I would betray her, but she gave me her trust once again."

"...I want it too, respond to her..."

This was already Fudo's unilateral emotional catharsis. Although the woman's words were annoying, she was still very competent as a listener. She didn't interrupt and make any comments in the middle, and listened to him quietly all the time.

After confirming that Fudo had finished speaking, she spoke unhurriedly.

"It's better to convey my thoughts to your master earlier." Although she was speaking admonishing words, her tone was flat and boring, and it didn't sound sincere at all.

"After all, tangible things will eventually disappear—" "She won't die!" The immobility who interrupted the woman's words roughly and loudly stared angrily at the woman's face hidden behind the hood, but the woman Unmoved by his obviously angry attitude, she smiled again, still uncomfortable.

"Did you ever think she would leave?"

"She left before you conveyed your true heart to her—have you ever thought about such a situation?"

Fudong was stunned, seeing his dazed look, the woman knew that he hadn't thought about such a situation at all.

Her tone suddenly softened, and for a moment she even gave the feeling of "this person is very similar to her".

"You take her company for granted, and this will eventually bring you regrets that will never be added."

He wanted to open his mouth to refute her, to refute her that the interrogator was different from what she said, but those words were stuck in his throat, making him unable to even make a sound.

"I used to be in a situation similar to yours." Her voice became softer. "In the end, I can only make up for him in this way, and he will never come back." She turned her head to the tombstone that had been polished by time.

After the woman finished speaking, she restrained her soft attitude and became cold and ruthless again. "And so our exchange is over."

Without even saying goodbye, she got down from the clean big stone slab, and then walked away in one direction, and soon, she disappeared from the motionless sight.

"... Strange women, why did you think they resembled them just now." Fufu shook his head, whispering to himself.

The woman just now, from the beginning to the end, except for the last topic, has always looked cold and indifferent, without any attachment, without any interest, and she doesn't look like a human being at all.

—It's completely different from her.

However, what she said just now did move Fudo a lot, and it also made him think about the hypothesis she said—even though he was not willing to think about this kind of hypothesis at all, he definitely didn't want to lose his life again. master.

To convey my heart to her...

He thought of the things she gave him before he left, which also included a set of paper and pens.

He took a deep breath, opened his luggage, took out the paper and pen, and placed the paper on the smooth slate. He picked up the pen, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and began to write hard.

"General." Yao Yan knocked on the door politely, and then walked in. "Here comes the letter."

The examiner who was sitting there quietly watching the goldfish swimming in the fish tank gave a "hmm" and took the thin envelope from Yaken's hand, but he was not in a hurry to open it, but put it on the table Go up and press it down with Buddhist scriptures.

"He suddenly went out to practice without making a sound, which really surprised us." Yao Yan helped the interrogator's nearly empty teacup to be refilled.

At that time, it was Hasebe who first discovered that Fudo had "disappeared". At first, he wanted to hide Fudo from the judges, and even decided to secretly go to the era where Oda Nobunaga lived to bring Fudo back. But Yaken, who always felt that something was wrong, still went to ask the god judge, and then she said that she would not move to practice. "The general also likes to tease people more and more."

The judge held the tea he handed over and smiled silently, neither admitting nor denying her bad intentions, Yao Yan had nothing to do with such a judge, sighed helplessly, and obeyed her Meaning sat down across from her.

"There is one thing, I hope the general can promise me." He restrained his half-joking look just now, and his expression became serious, and the judge also slightly suppressed his smile.

"You say it."

"If Fudo Xingguang shows any signs of changing history," he said with firm eyes and a sonorous voice. "When the time comes, please let me, Yaken Toshiro, go and hunt him down."

The judge was silent for a long while, Yao Yan kept looking directly at her without looking away.

"...Even if I don't agree, you will run to do it yourself." She said affirmatively, Yaken blinked, and then smiled.

"As expected of my general."

"I put the general first. So sometimes even if I go against the will of the general, I must do it."

"For this reason, even if the general feels displeased and breaks me off, I will not regret it." Yaken smiled lightly while talking about the heavy topic.

Listening to what he said, the judge smiled a little. She stretched out her hand and tapped Yaoken's forehead in a gentle manner.

"You're really getting more and more confident."

Yaken touched her forehead and answered her briskly.

"Then I have to thank the general for his indulgence."

The judge sighed helplessly and waved his hands gently. "Do as you want, I trust your judgment, Yaoyan."

"Thanks, General." Yao Yan changed the subject. "But he is not a simple idiot. I think he knows exactly how the general treats him."

"It's not just him, every vibration of Honmaru is very clear about how the general treats us."

The appraiser just smiled noncommittally, and took out a sugar pill from his pocket.

"...General." Yao Yan's voice was a little helpless, but when the judge thought he didn't want candy and wanted to withdraw his hand, he quickly took the candy wrapped in purple cellophane from her palm.

"It's been a habit since Baoding came." "General, don't spoil him too much." Yaoyan's voice was a little muffled with sugar in it.

"Obviously you have been spoiled by Yaoken?"

"...General! I just—" When he saw the smiling face of the judge, Yaken's rebuttal suddenly lost momentum, and finally he closed his mouth in a slumped manner, and ate sweets quietly drink tea.

After Yao Yan left the room, the interrogator slowly picked up the tightly sealed letter, opened it gently, and read the contents of the letter carefully.Then he refolded the letter paper with messy handwriting and put it in a gilded square box.

"Come to a conclusion...."

She murmured, and suddenly started talking to herself again.

"... Is today that day? I really can't remember... I still can't fight against time..."

The author has something to say: Xingguang will come back soon...

After all, I take the extreme medicine and extreme light in this pill every day, and they are competing for reputation every day

It won't be released for as long as Imaiken

Everyday will become less

And to reiterate...

I have my own main thread

It is impossible for readers to tell me that the abuse of the main line must be replaced by a relaxed daily life

Maybe it’s because I have a glassy heart and I feel very sad when I see “don’t want the main line but the daily life”

In short, if readers who are uncomfortable with my remarks

Then let's hang out

that's it

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