I am the one holding the Higan flower in my hand

"I can hear you."

Kibutsuji Muzan took a step forward and appeared behind Kuriyama Kuriko. His red pupils looked at the girl carrying a backpack. There was no trace of warmth in his eyes, but his tone was quite calm. "Do you want to die?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the answer.

"No," Kuriyama Kuriko's answer didn't even hesitate for 0.001 seconds. Basically, Kibutsuji Muzai asked, 'Do you want to die? ’, the word ‘don’t want to’ came out of her mouth, perfectly connected like a sentence spoken by one person.

Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan, "..."

I have encountered many human beings who do not want to die, but this is the first time, and the traces of murderous intention have faded away.

She was caught by the person involved in speaking ill of people behind their backs. Even though Kuriyama Kuriko's skin had long been thicker than the mountains surrounding the village, she still felt a little embarrassed, almost as embarrassed as a fingernail.

He stopped in embarrassment and turned around to see the young man with a gloomy face. After thinking for a few seconds, he tried, "How about I not charge you... answer your question just now?"

After saying that, without waiting for the person opposite to answer, she immediately said, "Your face looks much healthier than mine."

After answering the question, she thought she had answered it well. The embarrassment in her heart immediately disappeared, and she felt confident.

What a perfect answer.

This strange person, whose face was as white as a ghost, looked like he was about to die, but he definitely couldn't say that. However, saying he looks good is a lie at first glance.

And my own answer, 'You are healthier than me,' is there any better answer than this? Kuriyama Kuriko thought proudly, with shining eyes and a bright smile.

Her smile was different from the noble girls Kibutsuji Muzan had come into contact with. Her eight teeth were exposed without any scruples, and she looked very energetic, just like grass on the ground.

Very careless about image.

This made the Oni King, who was born into a large family in the Heian Era and had received aristocratic etiquette since childhood, feel a little uncomfortable and slightly frowned his beautiful eyebrows.

After being blown in the wind and snow for several hours, Kuriyama Kuriko's face was pale and abnormally flushed.

Kibutsuji Muzan gave a sarcastic smile, "You look like you will fall in the snow."

Kuriyama Kuriko, "..." Is this guy cursing himself to death? right? What a badass. She was about to roll her eyes immediately, but she held it back, forget it, let him do whatever he wanted, he wouldn't lose any meat anyway.

There is no point in arguing with a stranger except to waste your energy. She thought so, so she turned around and left, choosing to leave her behind.

Kuriyama Kuriko pressed down the hat on her head and walked hard in the snow. She didn't know what Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan said about her, and she didn't care.

They are really uncultured human beings, vulgar and vulgar. Such people are simply wasting food when they live. "Can't you even apologize?"

It turned out that such a heavy wind and snow could not stop the annoying sound. Kuriyama Kuriko had an epiphany.

She stopped irritably and helplessly, forced a smile on her face, nodded and bowed, "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, I'm super sorry, it's all my fault. Please, forgive me."

Muzan Kibutsuji would never hide his contempt for a human being.

Kuriyama Kuriko saw it, but didn't care. He just took a few steps back and squeezed out a faint smile again. The backpack on her back had accumulated a little snow after walking for a while and delaying it for a while. She moved her shoulders to shake off the snow and said, "If there's nothing else to do, I'll leave."

After thinking about it for a while, she sighed and added, "I went out to work on a snowy day. I was in a bad mood and spoke in a hurry."

"I'm really sorry."

She tried hard to look apologetic, but there was no trace of apology in her eyes, only impatience. Paired with her tattered clothes, she looks like a clown trying to hide her despicable heart.

Lord Ghost King began to reflect on why he would talk to such a human being who looked despicable at first sight.

He left again.

She is really a person with no manners at all. Kuriyama Kuriko rolled her eyes in her heart. She has never been the type to accept anger, so the look from Kibutsuji Muzan's eyes made her a little angry.

But more importantly, working in heavy snow is really uncomfortable.

Looking at the other person's back, she rolled her eyes and put her hands to her mouth like a trumpet, "Young master, go back quickly and put on more clothes. If you catch a cold, you might die immediately."

"If you have nothing to do, learn from me. I even want to survive by eating tree bark. I can't wait to wrap myself in a quilt and come out."

"As for people, there is nothing when they die. No matter what happens, you have to live on."

"Don't ruin your body if you have nothing to do. If you feel really uncomfortable, why not spend money to buy a better mood, right?"

Oniwu Tsuji Mumei couldn't hear the word 'death', especially when someone said he didn't want to live. So even though he knew there was no need to pay attention to this human being, he still couldn't help but say, "I don't want to die."

If you don’t want to die, if you wear two single clothes and hang out outside in the snow, I will believe you.

Kuriyama Kuriko said the above words with her eyes, her head nodding perfunctorily, "Ah, yes, yes, everything you said is right."

Her perfunctory attitude can be felt even by humans eight hundred meters away, let alone a ghost with particularly excellent five senses. However, Kibutsuji Mumei had to admit that in human perception, walking around in this snowy outfit was indeed...

"I won't get sick," Kibutsuji Muzan explained.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, yes."

Kill her, the Ghost King, who has lived for a thousand years and has not been angry for a long time, thought expressionlessly.

Kuriyama Kuriko felt the displeasure of the person opposite her, so what, she wouldn't want to please this guy since they wouldn't meet him again!

What's there to do with him?

Nonsence,

But it's time to run away. Seeing that this guy has a bad temper, he might be thinking about how to beat himself up. Kuriyama Kuriko speculates.

Of course, she was not afraid at all. If there was a fight, it was still uncertain who would hit whom.

But on this snowy day, she didn't want to stir up trouble and just wanted to go home. "It's because I'm not in good health. You see it's snowing so hard. I have to leave. If I don't leave, I'm going to catch a cold. But I'm very poor. Buy Can’t afford medicine.”

"Maybe he died accidentally."

"I don't want to die, so I'm leaving now. Goodbye," Kuriyama Kuriko said in one breath, and ran away without waiting for Kibutsuji Mukai's reaction.

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan stood there without moving, his red eyes coldly looking at Kuriyama Kuriko's running back.

Such a rude person would never have been able to listen to what the other person said if he had changed the time, place, and mood.

She should be lucky that she was in a good mood today.

Oniwu Tsuji Muzan stepped forward and kept up easily, "Do you really want to live?"

Although she is not very good, this human being has a rare and strong desire to survive. There seems to be a burning flame in her body, making her burst out with strong vitality.

"You..." Kuriyama Kuriko turned around in surprise when she heard the voice. When she saw the relaxed pace of Kibutsuji Mukai, she suddenly felt vigilant in her heart.

When two people meet, Kuriyama Kuriko speaks rudely. There is a reason: the other party is definitely a weakling. Even if something happens, he will definitely not be able to keep up with her.

So now she was really surprised to see Kibutsuji Muzan keeping up with him so easily.

It turns out that this is not a weakling.

"What are you thinking?"

"...No, I didn't think about anything. I just praised you in my heart for being so awesome and running so fast, hahahaha~~~~" Kuriyama Kuriko covered up her inner embarrassment with laughter, "What, what, is it?" Ah, I want to live."

"Hey, it's obvious. I went out to make money even in the snow."

"What's the connection between this?" Lord Ghost King, who has never been so poor, questioned.

Kuriyama Kuriko was not at all impatient as before, and her tone was a little more gentle. She explained in a good-tempered manner, "It's very cold on a snowy day. Those who go out to work in such a day will either not be able to survive if they don't work, or they won't be able to survive." You can’t survive without working.”

"No need to repeat."

"I'm not repeating it," Li Zi said calmly, "The first is that she can't survive without working, and the second is that she can survive without working, but her family can't survive, so she has no choice but to work."

"You are the second type."

Kuriyama Kuriko's running had turned into walking. She turned her head and glanced at the young man who was half a step behind her, and replied, "Both."

"Oh," Kibutsuji Muzan said without emotion, as if he didn't hear that Kuriyama Kuriko's living environment was not very good.

My heart is colder than this snow field. It seems that I made a mistake this time. Kuriyama Kuriko secretly thought that I really can’t make any money this time.

Only then did she really give up the idea of ​​cheating Onimai Tsuji out of money.

She noticed that this strange person next to her was very interested in topics such as life and death, so she simply said it herself without asking, "What about me..."