[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

"Originally, I didn't want to take care of this matter. It's the job of Yinyang Liao to cure monsters. I'm just a drug seller... But if I leave it alone, the child will be too pitiful. Anyway, I don't want her efforts to be in vain... ...Ah, Kokomaruden, please don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you."

The drug seller said to himself: "Although I have heard some things before, what I learned tonight surprised me a little."

"what do you wish to ask?"

"Well... there are a lot of questions."

"For example," he raised a finger, "Why do you, Fusangshen, have a human-like mind?"

"Why did that nue appear?"

"Why does everything happen around you..."

"What kind of 'shape', 'truth', and 'reason' are there in it?" He suddenly raised the Devil Slaying Sword, and the vermilion dagger covered his face, "I also invite Xiaohu Wandian, for my sake... Answer them one by one!"

"Then," the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Xiaohumaruden, the so-called agreement with Inari Myokami...what is it all about?"

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When the enemy gun's weapon pierced his chest, the contract was broken.

The judge took the initiative to cut off the contract.

"Owner?"

"He's hopeless, don't worry about it, retreat."

The remaining spiritual power in his body was emptied almost instantly, and Xiao Huwan immediately fell to his knees on the ground, splashed with mud and water, he turned his head reluctantly, and saw his companions surrounded by the god judges, and quickly evacuated from the battlefield.

The heavy rain isolated the world, and among the companions who left in a hurry, it seemed that someone looked back at him.

"..."

Holding the knife in his hand, Xiaohuwan watched the backtracking passage slowly close.

When the light finally disappeared, he wiped the blood from his mouth, stood up, and exposed his fangs to the marching army that surrounded him.

"Come on, let's dance with the little fox."

Stab with a sharp blade, add ten thousand knives to your body.The blood mixed with the rain, staining the ground red.

When the last retrograde soldier fell, Kokomaru heard his voice.

It was no longer the meaningless screams of the past, this time, he understood.

"Fu Sangshen," Di Dao said, "Although we died by your sword, you have also entered a desperate situation."

"You have been fighting with us for too long, and you have been assimilated. One day, you will fall into a hell that is deeper than where we are."

Kohomaru drew out the knife and chopped off his head with one blow.

In this battlefield, there is no living creature except him.

Xiaohumaru put the knife back into its sheath and walked forward, just a few steps before he fell to the ground.

The rain splashed on his face, and Fu Sangshen stretched out his hand, using his hands instead of feet, and slowly crawled on the ground.

He just crawled out of the battlefield.

On the third day, he collapsed in a wilderness.

"Fusangshen."

A voice sounded, and Xiaohuwan rolled his eyes, only to find that there was a shrine in the wild grass.Enshrining a fox-like deity

Obviously, no one has come to worship here for a long time, and there is only a weak power left on the statue.

"Your breath is very familiar."

"Are you... Inari Myojin?"

"Our family is just a wild fox who happened to be enshrined," said the voice, "but you, although weak, have real, divine blessings on you. Fu Sangshen, what is your origin?"

"My name is Xiaohumaru, and the main body is a sword forged under the protection of Inari Myojin."

"Oh, Xiaohuwan!" The voice jumped up, "Our family has heard of you. So you are that famous knife."

Then a weak force injected into his body.

Xiaohuwan was a little surprised: "Yuqiandian, you..."

"We are going to disappear soon, only this little power is left, I hope I can help you," the voice said with some regret, and it suddenly became serious, "Xiaohuwan, can I ask you one thing."

"……Please say."

"Can I ask you to lead the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts in Ping'an Capital?"

"..."

The wind blew the weeds, and Xiao Huwan sat up slowly. His clothes were ragged, his body was covered with wounds, his white hair was loose, like a stray dog.

"Please forgive me for refusing." He said, "Even with such a gesture, Xiaohu...wouldn't want to be with ghosts."

He looked at the shrine coldly: "You were enshrined in the past, but now you want to..."

"Don't worry," the voice interrupted him, "I don't want you to do bad things."

"Become the leader of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, Xiaohumaru, and restrain them."

"If you promise me, I will give you all my remaining power, and the shrine I used to be can become your shelter."

"..."

"Did you agree? Since it's you, we can rest assured."

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In the wilderness shrouded in night, there is no sound of any kind.

"That's it." Xiaohuwan said, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

The dots of light hidden in his hair quietly "dribbled" out and surrounded him, as if listening to a story engrossed.After Fu Sangshen's voice fell, light spots floated and hit his face.It's like being amazed.

Fu Sangshen lowered his eyes, raised his fingertips, and gently touched those illusory spots of light.

The drug seller held up the Devil Slayer Sword, and when Fu Sangshen's voice fell, the ghost mask on the sword body 'clicked', and the man looked down at the ghost mask, and then said: "It seems that what you said is true."

"What else do you want to ask?"

"Hmm..." The drug seller held up his arms, "There are a lot of questions. However, I don't think I have time now, so I'll let you answer them one by one."

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

"Hey, drug seller," Guan Wan asked, "what are you doing?"

"Since just now, I've been thinking about it," said the drug seller, "tonight... seems a little too long."

The crescent moon hangs in the middle of the sky, motionless, as if time has stopped passing.

"That's right," Seki Maru also said, "The moon, it, it...it seems to be..."

Didn't change position at all.

"Seller, do you know why?"

"I do not know."

"What, even you..."

"It's just that the night is a bit longer, don't be so panicked," the drug seller interrupted him, and a scale jumped into his palm, "This is not the real troublesome thing."

"Night belongs to the world of ghosts."

"The current situation in Heian Jingzhong, thinking about it... is very bad."

Guan Wan was still in a daze when he saw Fu Sangshen standing up.

"Hey, where are you going?"

He didn't answer, just held the knife in his hand.

"Xiaohuwandian," the drug seller turned his head, "Are you planning to go to Heianjing?"

Fu Sangshen tilted his head slightly: "Yes."

"Excuse me, Xiaohumaruden, although you have been entrusted by the gods, but you are mixed with demons, and the demonic aura is gradually eroding you, right?"

"..."

"Now you, if you step into that city..."

"Could you please answer a question for me." Fu Sangshen said suddenly, interrupting the medicine seller.

Xiaohumaru raised his hand and held a strand of hair, a faint spot of light swirled around his fingertips.

Compared with the beginning, the light spot is much dimmer, like a faint firefly that is about to die in the cold autumn night.

"This is... a part of her living soul. If it dissipates completely, will it affect her remaining soul?"

"The soul is an indivisible whole. One damages the other."

"..."

Fu Sangshen was silent for a long time before asking softly, "How long can she exist?"

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

"Really." Fu Sangshen nodded politely at him, "I have no doubts."

"Everyone, please go to the refuge as soon as possible." Fu Sangshen said indifferently but politely.

He lowered his head, quietly staring at the light spots floating in his hair.

Then he jumped up high, with his long hair flying, across the night sky, and flew towards Ping An Jingzhong.

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As the long night falls, the ghosts wandering in Heian capital lose their commander and place to restrain them.

Under the night, Heianjing seemed to be reduced to a feast of monsters.

In this purgatory-like scene, the sword light seemed to be the only light source, and every time it fell, dozens of monsters were killed.

'Little Fox Ball...you! '

'Why are you attacking us! '

"Stop, stop, you clearly said that you want to command us, this is you and..."

With one slash, the chattering sound stopped abruptly.

"I can no longer continue to fulfill my promise, and I also regret it," Xiaohumaru said, "But everything is mortal, and my life only ends tonight."

Wherever he walked, he left a winding road of blood.The clothes on his body were almost dyed red, some belonged to monsters, but more were his own, Fu Sangshen's expression was very calm.

He shook off the blood on the blade, and carefully wiped off the blood beads stained on the glove, then he spread his palm, across a layer of void, gently touching the fluorescent light floating in his hair.

They were so dim that they almost dissipated, but they were still floating leisurely, entangled with his hair, as if aware of Fu Sangshen's touch, the light spots trembled, and touched his fingertips with difficulty and lightly.

Ignorant and carefree.

'What's your name? '

'Tell me, this time... I will never forget again. '

——Xiaohuwan, my name is Xiaohuwan.Because it is a fox that helps beat it, it is called Xiaohu, which definitely does not mean that it is small.

"I have no chance to tell you these words."

"I'm really worried about letting you go alone."

"Can't remember things, approached the dangerous wild fox casually, and was deceived by Sanriyue, a kind-looking guy, and put a hair ornament on him..."

"If you don't have Xiaohu to accompany you... Xiaohu, how can you feel at ease."

——I couldn’t do it, let her walk on the road of death alone.

The ghost with a height of five meters rushed towards Fu Sangshen. Xiaohumaru swung the knife backhand and cut it in half, but was also stabbed by the ghost's horn, and suddenly hit the tree trunk.

The night cherry blossoms rustled and fell.

Fu Sangshen leaned on a knife, wiped away the blood from his mouth, and slowly stood up.

In front of him, there were thousands of ghosts, and all the foreign objects wandering in Heian capital seemed to gather here.

"Please watch," Xiaohumaru raised the knife, "Next, Xiaohu is going to start dancing."

- Please watch me till the end.

The monsters rushed in like a tide, Fu Sangshen raised the knife, and the spot of light that had been staying in his hair whirled around him.

Like a firefly rising.

Xiaohumaru turned his head in surprise, and heard the sky above his head make a slight clicking sound like glass shattering.

The cracks in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, as if something is constantly beating on it.

Xiaohumaru heard the roaring sound like a sea tide, and the light spot suddenly spun and rose leisurely.

A figure slowly fell from mid-air.

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The night sky in Heian-kyo shattered like glass.

The crack continued to expand, and a huge spiritual power surged in from the gap like a sea tide.Sweeping the whole of Kyoto.

The dense ghosts like black clouds, like snow under the sun, collapse at the touch of a touch, and are completely purified in an instant.

The swirling light spots merged into her body.

——The soul is all destroyed, so the part that is about to disappear, across time and space, summons her missing part.

Her body temperature, her breathing, the rushing blood in her veins, and the beating heart in her chest, kneaded into the most beautiful sound in Xiaohuwan's ears.

Not a remnant soul, nor a spirit body.

It's real, Lu Qiaoqiao.

A piece of night cherry blossoms fell and stopped between her eyebrows.

The girl's eyelashes moved slightly, and under Fu Sangshen's gaze, she slowly opened her eyes.

Those familiar pupils, as clear as Lingling spring water, reflected his face.As always, nothing has changed.