Hyakkimaru and his gods

Today is the third day away from the temple.

Hyakkimaru is still depressed.

He failed to save Mio and the children.

On that fiery night, he successfully killed the ghost god Hyakkimaru for the second time and regained the leg he lost again, but he could never get back the girl who could sing to him with a smile.

Qi Qi, who stood behind Hyakkimaru silently watching him collapse and start killing, understood from that moment that from now on, that girl in red will forever be branded in his heart, no matter what kind of identity.

Sometimes she really felt that she was quite cold, obviously they were already in so much pain, but at that moment, her emotions didn't fluctuate much, and she was still thinking about her status.

Perhaps this is the commonality of the gods. They seem to love all human beings mercifully, but sometimes they are unwilling to give even the slightest mercy.

Because gods and humans are different species that are clearly distinct from each other. They have a long lifespan. Apart from hunting ghosts and gods, they rarely intervene in human affairs, and they hardly respond to human requests. The kind of gods who love dedication and are willing to sacrifice themselves, but those are very few.

After all, who wants to lose their memory over and over again because of this, and start over again and again?

Qiqi, she already, never wants to re-enter reincarnation.

Today is the fourth day, still the same.

Today is the fifth day, and the atmosphere is still very heavy.

the sixth day...

the seventh day...

......

Spring is coming and everything is getting better.

......

Nothing too big, the trip went on smoothly. It is worth mentioning that after Hyakkimaru disappeared for a while, I don’t know where I learned a face rubbing action. I always like to rub people when I see them. After he stopped, he would beg her for cuddles all day long, and if he didn't give her, he would look aggrieved.

Dororo did not know where to find out about the Daigo Kingdom. It is said that there is no war, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, so he urged the two of them to go together.

Although Hyakkimaru has regained his voice, he almost never speaks or expresses his own opinions. For him, as long as there are ghosts and gods to kill, Qiqi has no opinion. In the end, Dororo made the decision by himself. Let's go to the country of Daigo together.

But the Land of Daigo is not as good as Dororo thought.

The moment she entered this country, she felt the aura of ghosts and gods hanging over the entire border——

This is a country blessed by ghosts and gods.

Or to put it bluntly, this is a country that uses Hyakkimaru's life in exchange for peace.

Everything has become very clear, the king of the country of Daigo is the real biological father of Hyakkimaru, and he is also the one who sacrificed him to ghosts and gods.

During the few days she stayed in Daigo Land, Qiqi felt that her lungs were going to explode, she had never seen such a brazen person like Hyakkimaru's biological father.Said the sacrifice so righteously, and forced Hyakkimaru to return the recovered body to those ghosts and gods. It seems that as long as he refuses, then he is a sinner for the entire country.

On the board door, even in the face of hundreds of arrows that were about to shoot at Baikiwan, she was still unwilling to suppress her anger. The spreading golden divine power was blazing, and her anger prevented her from deliberately suppressing her divine power.

The girl-like god came from the sky on steps made of golden light. The coarse linen clothes could not hide the beauty of her face, and her slightly restrained eyebrows and eyes outlined a bit of indifference. Although her face was a little immature, she was full of majesty.

"This god has never seen such a ridiculous statement. The king of a country actually entrusts the luck of the country to ghosts and gods. It is tantamount to seeking skins from tigers. Are ghosts and gods all philanthropists? A small baby can be enough They, not to mention that you can pass through your reign safely, maybe before you abdicate at all, your country will be defeated by you, and they will all become sacrifices to ghosts and gods!"

"How stupid!"

After the girl finished speaking, she boarded the ladder and went back. The rest of the people kowtowed and kowtowed as if seeing a miracle. In the history books of later generations, this day is called the day of the miracle.

"Oh my god! Xixi, you are too handsome! Are you really a god?"

The girl god who pretended to return to the sky, just entered the woods, and was caught by Dororo head-on, who grabbed her and asked questions. In desperation, she had no choice but to pick and choose to answer a few questions.

"Xixi, are you really a god?"

"Yeah, I really am."

"Then why are you so weak?"

"...Well, because there are specializations in surgery, no one stipulates that all gods must be able to fight." Qiqi ground her teeth.

"Oh... so what are you good at?"

"I...I'm good at..." She paused, "I'm good at playing the flute."

"There is such a tasteless god..." Dororo muttered a few words in a low voice.

"What did you say?! You have to tell me clearly today, what's wrong with playing the flute?" Qi Qi shook Dororo's collar.

Don't get mad, don't get mad, don't get mad with little kids.

"Qiqi," Hyakkimaru, who was silent on the side, suddenly said, "play the flute."

He pronounced her name correctly, but he didn't mispronounce her name.

The girl stared at him blankly, and the little bamboo flute in the palm of the knuckle-boned hand he handed over——

It was the one she had lost and thought she would never find again.

Her eyes were a little red.

"How did you find it?"

"You don't want it anymore, I'll keep it." His expression was still a little unclear, but the meaning between the words burned all the way to the bottom of her heart.

"I only know one song." She raised her head and smiled slightly, "You have to listen to it whether it sounds good or not."

She sat on a high stone, let the breeze blow her long hair, put the bamboo flute under her lips, no need to adjust, no need to recall, as soon as it started, the music gurgled like flowing water, echoing in the mountains and forests .

It's hard to describe what kind of music it is, it's not an amazing piece of music that should only exist in the sky, it just sounds inexplicably familiar, like farmers plowing the fields, and village women spinning yarn at night, Natural and regular, like the truth in the world, it seems that it should exist, it should be in the heart, warm and real.

After the song is played, the space that was silent because of the music slowly returns to life, the sound of birds and insects, and the sound of all things begin to recover.

If someone inspects this area at this time, they will find that the place is so clean that all traces of ghosts, gods and ghosts seem to have been wiped out in an instant.

This is the power of Leshen.

She said that she only knows one song, which is true.When she woke up from the sinking and pain of endless samsara, this piece had always been in her mind, even if she had never practiced it, she could still play it word for word.

I don't know the name, I don't know the source, she named it nameless, with a casual and malicious attitude, except for the first time she was forced to help, this is the second time she played this piece.

She is the god of Si Le, but ever since she opened her eyes, she has been extremely resistant to learning music theory. For some reason, that kind of disgust seems to be engraved in her bones and blood, making it impossible for her to return to her god position, even if she falls to this point. Would like to touch the slightest.

But if it was for that person, maybe she would be willing to try.

She lowered her head, the sunlight falling from the gap jumped between her brows, outlining a gentle outline, and imprinting the beloved in her eyes.

Leap forward and jump down.

If you accept my words, then you don't care about anything, just go with you.

The girl muttered silently.

The black hair spread out in the air, falling into a perfect arc, and the sunlight covered it with a golden halo.

The girl fell into the arms of the boy, and tilted her head to cover his lips.

As long as you catch me every time without any reason.

From now on, I would like to stay for you and accompany you to travel through the green waters and green mountains of this world.

I'll teach you what you don't understand.

I only hope that every time you look back and stay, it is because of me.

------over