"That... because, after my death, my soul has been wandering around," Huali began to babble, "it was a god of death who buried me and brought me into this world, uh, so I want to be like him."

From the corner of the eye, seeing those three people seemed to be satisfied, Huali's hanging heart was relieved immediately, and then continued to chatter: "Although I may not be able to become a powerful death god, I also want to contribute myself to the development of the soul world. It is my long-cherished wish to realize my own life value with meager strength.”

Taking out the clichés commonly used by officials in the news, the people reviewing Huali seemed more satisfied, smiling and nodding: "Yakumo-san, congratulations! You have passed the entrance examination of Maou Spiritual Art Academy. Please continue to work hard and move towards becoming a qualified Death God!"

...Wait, what's wrong, what is the Shino Academy of Spiritual Art?

Didn't she sign up to be the Grim Reaper?Did she go to the wrong place?

Huali was full of questions but didn't dare to ask, for fear that she might have made a mistake, so she could only keep her doubts in her heart, and then she was taken to a small room to wait for other passers.

There were only three people in the room, and Hitsugaya, the only person she knew, was among the three. As soon as Huali entered the room, the other people looked at her, obviously scrutinizing her eyes, which made her a little guilty , even she herself didn't know how she passed.

Compared with the large number of people who passed the first round of the test just now, there are only a few people left in this room. They couldn't have all been cleared in the level just now, but she felt that the question didn't seem that difficult?

Out of dependence on acquaintances, Huali subconsciously moved to the side of Hitsugaya, and then asked him in a low voice: "Well, do you know what the Shinyang Academy of Spiritual Art is?"

"..." Hitsugaya couldn't help but rolled his eyes after hearing her words, and then said coolly, "Did you come to sign up without knowing anything?"

"Uh," Huali looked away in embarrassment, "an old lady said that if you sign up, you can become the god of death, so here I am..."

"Becoming a god of death?" Hitsugaya snorted, "It's still early, you can only become a god of death after successfully graduating from Maou Academy of Spiritual Art."

"Graduated?" Huali's face suddenly turned pale, "So the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art is...the school that trains the Reaper's Reserve Army?"

Isn't that the same as ninja school?

"It's not certain whether you can graduate smoothly," Hitsugaya squinted at her, "Every year there are people who fail to graduate because they fail the exam."

"..." Huali, who is a scumbag, felt that she seemed to hear the sound of her heart breaking, she twitched the corner of her mouth dryly and asked, "How long do you want to study...?"

"You really don't know anything," Hitsugaya frowned tightly, his eyes clearly dissatisfied with her, "Six years."

... six years.

It takes six years to graduate and become the god of death, ah, it may not be possible.

Huali felt that her heart had completely cooled down after passing the exam. Did she choose the wrong path? Six years is enough time for her to travel all over 320 districts.

After all the people have passed the test, there are only five people who passed the test including her. Huali did not expect that so few people passed the test, and the five of them were led through a huge door to the Inside a building surrounded by high walls.

After the five of them were arranged in the room and went to get the uniform of the college, the leader told them: "You can take a day off today, remember not to walk around randomly, there will be an entrance test tomorrow morning, and the class will be determined according to your grades .”

After explaining some miscellaneous precautions, the leader left. Huali was about to say hello to Hitsugaya with his uniform in his arms, but he turned around and went straight to his room.

That guy is so cold...is he really a child?

Huali could only silently go back to her own room with the uniform. The male dormitory and the female dormitory here are separated, including the color of the uniform. Boys’ pants are blue, while girls’ pants are red.

The things in the room are very simple, there are no extra decorations, and Huali doesn't have any luggage. After putting the uniform in the closet, she walked around the room twice with nothing to do, and decided to go out and have a look.

Although I was warned not to walk around casually, it should be fine to just look around, right?

After Huali walked out of the room, she noticed a girl in uniform rushing by in the corridor, hesitated for a moment, and went back to the room to put on the uniform she had just collared to prevent her from looking too conspicuous.

Walking around at random, Huali found that the architectural style here is similar to that of Ninja World. Most of them are old-style buildings, but occasionally there will be one or two very modern houses. The overall style looks very It is uncoordinated, and Huali can't figure out whether this is ancient or modern.

Unknowingly, she wandered to the boy's dormitory. She glanced at it from a distance, and looked away bored. Just as she was about to leave, someone patted her right shoulder lightly: "Hua Li?"

A familiar voice sounded behind her, Huali froze for a moment, her whole body froze there, she wanted to look back at that person in disbelief, but she couldn't turn back, a strong feeling of fear welled up in her heart.

What if she was wrong?

As if aware of Huali's lack of movement, he turned his back stiffly to him. The man walked around in front of her again, bent slightly to look at her, as if he wanted to confirm whether he had admitted his mistake, but this time Huali was very clear. He saw Shisui's magnified face in front of him.

He hasn't changed much since he left him, his dark eyes are still well in their sockets, and there are no scars on his body, if he doesn't know where this place is, Zhishui looks like he has gained a new life.

"...It really is Huali," the joy in Zhishui's eyes flashed, but was quickly replaced by other obscure emotions, he frowned and asked, "Why... are you here?"

Doesn't the reason for her appearing here mean that... she died too?

Zhishui didn't want to admit this result, although he knew that Huali's life was not long, but it definitely shouldn't be so soon.

"...Zhishui?" Huali still looked at him blankly, as if she hadn't recovered from the shock, she stretched out her hand and tugged at Zhishui's face, but her hand didn't go through his face, but a real touch. Touching his warm skin, Huali quickly withdrew her fingers as if they had been electrocuted, "Why are you here..."

The two people had almost the same reaction when they saw each other, but their moods were very different. If Zhishui saw her depressed and sad, then Huali could be said to be ecstatic. After all, she never expected that she would meet her so soon. stop water.

She is ready to spend six years or more looking for water to stop!

Now not only can she find him easily, but she can also touch him like before. Huali suddenly felt that she was so right when she made up her mind to come to this world to find him.

"You will appear here, that is to say, you have also passed the test, right?" Zhishui smiled and stroked her cheek with his palm, and the smooth and soft touch in his hand made him sigh with satisfaction, "Want to become the god of death?"

"Yes," Huali raised her head and looked at him seriously, "After all, only the god of death can move freely in Liuhun Street, so I can find you."

As she said that, Huali habitually reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and looked at him with big eyes: "What about you?"

"Me," Zhishui touched Huali's head with a smile, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing, "because if I can become the resident god of death in this world, I can see you again."

Huali burst out laughing immediately, her nose sore, she almost cried, the emptiness in her heart was gradually filled, she threw herself into his arms without warning, and hugged his tightly Waist, the familiar feeling of being surrounded by his body temperature made her tears overflow uncontrollably: "Zhishui, I miss you so much..."

"..." Zhishui gently stroked her back, emotions of joy and sadness were repeatedly entangled in his heart, and finally he couldn't hold back and asked, "Why... came here so soon?"

"Well, it's because I died," Huali buried her face in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, she didn't mention Danzo, and she didn't want to mention it at all, "And people always die, No matter what day I die, it won't be surprising, doesn't Zhishui want to see me?"

"Of course I want to see you, Huali," Zhishui noticed that many people's eyes were focused on Huali in his arms, so he took her hand and walked to a place where no one was around, but his tone became a bit darker. "Did Danzo do something to you?"

Should she boast of Shisui's precise intuition?But this matter was reversed. In fact, it should be what she did to Danzang.

Thinking of this, Huali looked away in embarrassment, and said the truth with a dark face: "Well, in fact, Danzo was killed by me..."

"..." Zhishui's footsteps paused, and he continued to lead her forward, but there was a hint of melancholy in his tone, "Really... Huali killed him."

"Do you think I'm not that strong?" Huali hugged his arm tightly, almost getting tired of it and refused to let go, "Actually, I might not be able to fight alone, so I played a little bit It's a dirty trick, who told Danzo to treat you like this, cut."

"He wants to use his methods to protect the village, and he can't say..." Zhishui stopped before he finished speaking. He was silent for a while, lowered his eyes and looked at Huali, "But it's all It’s a matter of this world, in this world, as long as I have pears, that’s enough.”

The author has something to say: Zhishui is online...

Because I was dizzy after sitting in the car for a whole day today, the whole person is in a daze... If it is not written well or if there are any bugs, please forgive me orz

Thank you [Ketusara] for mine!Thank you [African Chiefs] for mines!

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