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Take you outside.

When Xiao Chiyo and the others opened their eyes, they found that they were in the miscanthus.

Standing up and looking, there is nothing around, just a vast miscanthus bush.

Xiao Chiyo was disappointed: "Why is there no Nozaki-kun?"

Sorasuke was also very disappointed: "Ah, without Nanzi, brother, I'm so lonely."

Tanjiro looked around Shino, frowning slightly: "Not nearby. No, not even in this dream space."

Xiao Chiyo turned into a dead fish eye: "Why do you know... I am no longer surprised why you know. Tell me, what did you do to Nozaki-kun, so that you know where he is?"

Tanjiro chuckled and looked back: "I had a little accident when I was dreaming, and then I was able to penetrate the dream opened by Nightmare. I can't control other people's dreams too much, but I can still do it just by perception. "

……ah.At that time.

Xiao Chiyo couldn't help but shed a drop of cold sweat when he remembered what Nightmare said about being repeatedly killed in the dream and then upgraded.

Tanjiro continued: "It's strange. Although I can feel their existence, they seem to be far away from us. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing."

It stands to reason that what they enter is a dream, so they can't have several dreams at the same time, right?

Sorasuke suddenly realized: "Oh, is that so? So it really happened~ We may be in a dream with a different depth."

...with different depths?

Kongsuke explained: "From the perspective of the human brain, dreaming is the process of releasing information. This information release can be carried out simultaneously. That is to say, you can have several dreams at the same time, but after waking up, you may remember these few dreams. Dreams are arranged in order, which is actually the way your memory is organized. The real situation is that these dreams are synchronized, but the depth of sleep is different-that is, the area that releases information is divided into different parts according to the degree of sleep in the brain. dream."

Kochiyo and Tanjiro: ... Do you understand?

Sorasuke said: "Well, you can just treat it as a dream within a dream. You are dreaming, and you in the dream have another dream, so we are in different layers of the dream, so it will be easier to understand."

Tanjiro asked, "Can't we reach where they are?"

Sorasuke replied: "If there is an instrument, it can be adjusted when they come in, or a superpower with psychic ability like Nanzi can do it. Now, we can only wait for them to wake up and find out the situation , and then wake us up. Or can you let Nightmare free us first?"

Tanjiro thought for a while: "Anyway, they've all come in, let's look first to see if we can find any information."

Everyone thought the same, let's see what is in the white-faced man's dream first.

Xiao Chiyo said with emotion: "I thought it would have Yuan Boya in its dream, or a battle scene, but I didn't expect it to be such a desolate and quiet place!"

It's a place where it's easy to feel lonely.

There is nothing in the vast expanse of land. Although the scenery is beautiful, it is lonely and terrible.

Tanjiro raised his head, it was indeed too quiet, not even the wind.It stands to reason that there should be some breeze, and the miscanthus will make a rustling sound after being blown.But it is silent here, like a still painting.

Just then, they heard voices.

It's a very melodious flute sound.

A song that has never been heard before, melodious and distant, as if singing, but also as if talking about something.The music itself seems to have life, making the listener feel comfortable and fascinated.

……This is?

They had guesses in their minds.So I followed the sound of the music to find it.

The miscanthus is too high, it is extremely inconvenient to walk, and the place is too open, even with the guidance of music, it is a bit difficult to tell the direction.Finally, among the Miscanthus bushes, they saw an old man sitting in the only small open space in Caocong, playing the flute by the stream.

Although he is old, he is free and easy and elegant, just sitting there quietly playing the flute is like a picture scroll.

Listening to the sound of the flute, several people were speechless for a while.They couldn't interrupt this sound, this picture, completely formed a whole, it was an inseparable part, no one had the heart to split the complete work of art into two.

After a while, the music stopped, and the old man looked up at them with a surprised expression.

"I haven't seen anyone else for a long time. Hello, I'm Yuan Boya—ah, bad."

The old man covered half of his face with his hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"How many times has Seimei told me that you can't tell others your name casually, saying it's a curse or something. It's really hard to get rid of the habit."

Xiao Chiyo: "No, it's okay, let's introduce ourselves too. I am Sakura Chiyo, this is Tanjiro, and he is Sorasuke. Nice to meet you!"

——It’s Boya!Live Yuanboya!Nozaki-kun knows that he must be envious!Signature - ah, if you can't take it out to sign, then shake hands!

...Chiyo, you seem to have become Nozaki unknowingly.

Tanjiro walked over and sat cross-legged in front of the old man.

"May I ask why you are here? Do you still remember what happened before?"

The old man replied: "Why don't you know here, it seems to be a long time. What happened before... I still vaguely remember a little bit."

It seems to be dead, by Lake Biwa, or by the stream?Anyway, it was a place with water. At that time, I was probably playing, and I was a little sleepy, so I took a rest.

"I didn't expect it to be dead. Hahaha."

The old man scratched the back of his head and said cheerfully.

After that, I felt very strange, as if I fell asleep, and I felt a little bit about the outside world, and I could 'see' things around me.It's just that the world is all gray and white.

He 'saw' the servant found him, weeping bitterly while hugging his body, and finally took him back for burial.

But on the night before the burial, an onmyoji came.

All: "Onmyoji?"

The old man nodded: "Well, I can't see the face clearly. I can only judge from the clothes that I am an Onmyoji. When Qingming officially held the ceremony, he dressed like that and used the same props. But Qingming passed away earlier than me. So it should be someone else. He placed something similar to an enchantment—I've seen Seimei use that method before, and put me in a circle drawn by a thread or something."

After that, the Onmyoji went out.

After that, no one came in for a long time.There is only the old man's body and the circle drawn by the line in the room.

Suddenly, the coil spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes with a bang!

A woman in twelve singles, with long black hair draped behind her like a waterfall, walked in.She went to the couch and knelt down, holding the old man's head with both hands, tears streaming down her face.

……Who?

Does he know such a beauty?

The old man thought a little confused.

Like him, who only knows music, and other guys who don't know anything, do they have such a beauty to pay their respects to him?

"I gave birth to you before I was born, but I am already old when you were born..."

Is it... Waka?

"I wish I could live together, I wish the flowers bloomed early..."

No, this is... Tang poetry.Exotic poetry.

The old man wanted to see clearly, but it was still difficult to see the mourner clearly.

...Sorry, I really don't know who you are.

There are also people who cry for such an old man, I am now underground, and it is worth showing off to Qingming.

"Afterwards," the old man recounted, "she pulled my head off."

...? ! !

Xiao Chiyo gasped: "Head...? Head...!!"

The old man nodded: "Well, it's a little scary, right? It's just a click, a click, a click, that's it..."

Xiao Chiyo was about to cry: "Don't describe it, please continue to talk about it later!"

"She pulled off my head, turned into a white fox, and took my head away."

...The back is also very scary!

Old man: "Well, I came here after that, it was very quiet and empty, so I thought it would be nice if there was miscanthus, and somehow there was miscanthus. I thought it would be nice if there was wine, and there was wine I thought there was a stream, and I could sit beside it and play the flute, so I had the stream and the flute. Unfortunately, no matter how I think about it, I don’t have it. It’s a pity that I want to enjoy this kind of scenery with more people. "

The crowd fell silent.

I have to say that Yuan Boya's character is really, um, happy with the situation, never doubting his situation at all, and never thinking about leaving here, he feels like going with the flow, and even entertains himself here.From this point of view, it is very similar to Nozaki-kun.

"Head... I remember that the exorcism requires the use of the head." Tanjiro said to himself, "Just like I need to extract thoughts from the corpse to make a living doll, the same reason, does the resurrection also need similar means? Like this Speaking of..."

Tanjiro looked at the old man in front of him.

These are not mere memories and dreams, this is probably a part of the human being 'Yuan Boya' who became the 'missing' of the deceased.Using this as a means, it is possible to go retrograde to find the source of the soul that has entered samsara.

The reason why I know it is because the production of living dolls is actually the same principle. Tanjiro extracts "missing" from the corpse, that is, a part of the memory, and retrogradely pulls the memory into the replacement body to make a living doll.Strictly speaking, it is actually a kind of "exorcism".

"Understood, we have to get out of here and take him away."

Chiyo looked at Minamoto Hiroya, then at Tanjiro: "Take, take away? Take away the person in the dream?"

Tanjiro asked Sorasuke: "Is it possible to operate, if I let Nightmare let you out first."

Sorasuke chuckled: "Extract the specific spiritual body mixed into it? It's an interesting topic, you can try it."

The old man was a little confused: "Hey? But, am I dead? This is the afterlife, right? If I leave here, where can I go? My corpse has long since rotted into bones, right?"

Xiao Chiyo said: "Don't worry about this. There is a curse skeleton, which is a temporary container. It was given to me by Nozaki-kun before. You can use that. I still carry it with me after I have my own entity."

Tanjiro stood up and looked up at the sky: "Let's go, leave this silent prison without sun or moon. Go to the real world."

The old man raised his head, he was at a loss at first, and then smiled: "Okay, then go outside and have a look, it will definitely bring you good inspiration."

Thank you, the messengers from the outside world...the underworld.