For about three or four minutes, no one spoke.

Fushimi already knew what Yaken Toshiro's body was from Sawada Ya.

The sword pays the god of mourning.

To him, these fragments that shone in the sky were all corpses of the same kind.

Although Fushimi also saw a bunch of dead bodies of the same kind here a few minutes ago, Fu Sangshen's words were probably different from his.

I clearly know that people of the same kind are dying every day in this world, but not many people will feel sad every day because of this, when those people have nothing to do with themselves.In other words, as long as the process of death is not presented in front of us, most human beings will not feel touched because of the reason of "empathy".Maybe it's because humans are outnumbered like ants on this planet?

For some reason, Fushimi, who suddenly thought of a bunch of philosophical questions, clicked his tongue in his heart. There was a kind of subtlety in his heart that human beings were underwhelmed in terms of empathy. On the other hand, he knew that his thoughts were probably the same as those of others different.Cold-blooded or something else, it doesn't matter...

Packing up these fragmented questions and throwing them aside, he spread his hands, and the fragment lay quietly in his palm.Yaoken walked over slowly, touched the edge of the fragment lightly with his fingertips, and then took it over.

"……thanks."

Fu Sangshen said in a low voice, his voice was dry.Then, he looked down at the little girl beside Fushimi, and asked for instructions, "General, I want to clean up this place..."

Sawada Ya nodded and looked at him seriously, "Do you need help, Yaken?"

The black-haired Fu Sangshen curled his lips, and softly refused, "No, it's good for the general to watch here."

It was raining heavily outside the gatehouse.The cold wind was mixed with the rain, and it hurt people's faces like being scratched by a knife.

A drenched family will run out of the rain curtain, as if to shelter from the rain.When he saw a few people standing under the gate, he froze for a moment, and carefully dodged to the other end.

Sawada Ya didn't care about the extra people, her eyes followed Yaken's movements quietly, watching him pick out pieces one after another from the ashes.In the end, he squatted silently on the ground and put the pieces back into long and short knives.

Five short swords, four swords, and two swords.

"Pharmaceutical research."

Yaken Toshiro seemed to be dazed for a few seconds, before raising his head after a delay, "General?"

Ze Tianya walked over slowly, her clear lavender eyes reflected his shadow like a lake, she stared at him seriously for a while, "Do you want to take them back?"

Yaken looked back at the knife on the ground.

After a while, he shook his head lightly, "...No need, just bury it here."

Sawada Ya didn't say any more.She watched Yaken Toshiro pull out the dagger at his waist, dug a pit of moderate depth near the doorpost, put the broken swords in one by one, and finally buried the soil back.

After doing all this, the black-haired Fusangshen stood up, looked up at the sky and smiled calmly at Sawatami, "General, let's go back when the rain stops in a while."

The little girl with long silver hair nodded, and turned her gaze to the rain line outside the city gate.Then she suddenly let out a "huh" and turned her gaze back 45 degrees.

"general?"

Yao Yan followed her gaze and saw that the person who was hiding from the rain just now had disappeared, and the vermilion-painted stairs were neatly lined up on the stone steps. Obviously, that person seemed to be stepping up the stairs.

"That leads to the top of the gatehouse." Yaken Toshiro turned his head, "Does the general want to go up?"

"...There seems to be something on it." Little Lolita showed a tangled expression.

"So you want to go up?" The black-haired boy walked over from behind her, with a tired look on his face, and his tone was quite indifferent.

So Sawada Ya thought about it and nodded.

"Go up and have a look."

Bodies were also piled up on the steps going up.The little loli, who was hugged with her eyes covered, just put her arms around Fushimi's shoulders obediently, when she heard him click her tongue.

"You're getting heavy."

Loli Zetian immediately puffed up her face and emphasized seriously, "I've grown up!"

"Isn't that heavy?"

"It's grown taller!"

"So it's still heavy."

"...It's not heavy."

"It's heavy."

"No weight!"

"It's heavy."

"Not heavy!"

This childish bickering continued until they reached the last few steps, and Sawada Ya saw the flickering firelight through Fushimi's fingers.She paused slightly, and then heard a loud roar.

"What are you doing? Tell me, or I'll kill you if you don't!"

The rancid smell permeated the air, and it was unimaginable that there were still living people in this environment.However, there are indeed, except for the few of them who came up to inquire about things out of boredom.

Fushimi's hands were withdrawn from her eye sockets, and there was a small piece of fire on the gate tower, which was not enough to illuminate the entire location.So a large number of corpses were hidden in the shadows, and the ups and downs were eternally silent.

They were in the corner of the wall, and the people inside couldn't see them unless they looked carefully, but they were able to see what happened within the range of the fire.

There was a person squatting among the large piles of corpses, a thin and small old woman, wearing brown clothes, holding a lit pine light in her right hand, and a handful of black and dense hair in the other hand, panicking. was pushed to the ground.The person holding her was the general who rushed in to hide from the rain just now.

"Be honest, what are you doing?"

"Pull, pull this hair, and make a wig."

Under the flickering firelight, the general's face looked very gloomy.The old woman seemed to have noticed his disgusted eyes, and explained tremblingly.

"These people did the same thing when they were alive, so they deserve it. The woman over there cut the snake into four inches, dried it, said it was dried fish, and sold it in the camp with a knife. If there is no There is a plague, so they are still doing things like this. Everyone is like this. If you don’t do it, you will starve to death. I don’t think it’s a bad thing, and this woman doesn’t think it. will forgive me."

Following the old woman's words, a penetrating chill rose from the soles of the feet, almost reaching people's hearts.Sawada Ya didn't look away, but gently leaned in the direction of Fushimi as if warming up, and then she felt herself being hugged a little tighter.

"Indeed, is that so?"

The general lowered his head and put the knife back into the scabbard, and said with a sigh.

Sawada Ya was stunned for a moment, then blinked.

"Ah... I'm going to become a monster." She whispered, and no one else heard her.Only Fushimi, who was holding her, felt that she seemed to have said something, and asked casually, "What?"

"That person is going to become a monster."

Following the old woman's slow, toad-like voice, the bad luck and Yin Qi accumulated by the corpses on the entire city tower swept over like a storm, and submerged into the body of the person who was about to become a monster.In Ze Tianya's field of vision, the soul flame that belonged to that person slowly infiltrated black air.Then, like ink dripping into a glass of water, the flames were instantly blackened, and they began to flail and flail.

At the same time, the general who forced the old woman to the ground with a knife grabbed the skirt of the old woman's clothes, gritted his teeth and growled, "If this is the case, then I stripped your clothes, and you don't blame me, otherwise, I'm going to starve to death too"

As soon as the words fell, black horns grew out from the top of his head, and the pustules on his face festered into uneven spots.Almost in an instant, the general holding the knife had already lost his "human" appearance, and the old woman who was pulled up by him opened his eyes wide and looked at the terrifying face in front of him, and suddenly let out a shrill sound that did not look like a human being. Call.

Yakuken almost reflexively pulled out his dagger and stood in front of Fushimi and Sawada Ya, his eyes suddenly alert, "Fushimi-kun, please lead the general back."

Fushimi Saruhiko also quickly put down the little loli, pressed the handle of the knife with one hand, and said, "Open the barrier by yourself."

However, the direction of their vigilance is not the general who is about to become a ghost.Almost at the same time that Yaoken's dagger was unsheathed, a sharp sound of wind pierced through the air, and a cold light flashed, shooting directly from the direction of the window and nailing it hard on the wall of the gatehouse.

Whether it was the yelling general or the screaming old woman, they were all stunned.The ghost that the family would turn into stiffly let go, allowing the old woman to roll back to the ground and crawl a few feet away with hands and feet on the ground.He raised his black paw and touched his own horn, but when the tip of the paw touched lightly, the ghost horn on one side fell off as if it hadn't stood still, and before it landed, it turned into fly ash and disappeared in mid-air. The half cut is smooth and neat.

The process of the family turning into a ghost was interrupted, and he tremblingly looked at the figure that appeared at the window, the black bumps on his face slowly faded away, revealing his human, terrified eyes.

"You, who are you?"

The dim light outside the window outlines the figure of the man leaning halfway by the window into a stick figure with extremely neat lines. The half face illuminated by the firelight is chic and handsome, with a faintly visible demon pattern at the corner of the eye, and a broken patch hanging from his forehead. A pair of pale golden pupils were revealed half covered by the hair.

The man turned his head lazily, and said helplessly and a little funnyly, "Hey, since you have decided to become a monster, it would be remiss of you not to know me. If you are in Kyoto, be careful not to mess around."

"Kyo, Kyoto, youkai?"

Jia Jiang repeated these words several times incoherently, then his eyes widened suddenly as if he had thought of something.

"You... you, belong to the Nura group..."

"Ah, if you understand, you can step aside." The chief general of the Nuliang group, Nuliang Huapiao raised his chin and nodded lazily, then directly swept the general over.His eyes looked at the shadow in the direction of the stairs at the corner, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, "Everyone on the other side, can you come out?"

There was a few seconds of silence in the air, and then, a teenager in a blue military uniform came out of the darkness.Immediately afterwards, there was a black-haired boy in a dark kimono with his fingers resting on the long knife at his waist.When Nuliang Huapiao's eyes fell on the person who came out last, his eyes suddenly widened.He coughed dryly twice, rubbed his nose, turned his head away, and muttered softly in a volume that other people couldn't hear, "Really, although I've heard it before, but, it's really a child..."

The little girl with long silver hair came out and looked up at him from a distance of more than ten meters, "Who are you?"

"Nura slipper."

The chief general of the Nuliang group came back casually, but just as the words came out of his mouth, he was slightly taken aback when he suddenly noticed something, "Ah, I miscalculated."

Under the vigilant eyes of Yakuken and Fushimi Saru Hiko, the man sitting by the window got up and jumped down.He ignored the general who was trembling with fear as he approached, and the pine light in the old woman's hand dropped to the side, "Zizi" burning, he swaggered through the flames, and then stopped at a just right distance Down, right on the edge of their cordon.

"Hello." Nuliang Huapiao squatted down, looked at the little loli who was a few steps away and tilted her head, "Little guy, are you an onmyoji?"

Sawada blinked and nodded.

"But you know my name now."

Sawada Ya was ignorant and nodded again.Then she saw the thin lips of the man in front of her slightly raised, and he let out a long and serious sigh.

"Then what should we do, Lord Onmyoji... Are you responsible for me?"

Sawada continued to nod in confusion.Halfway through...Huh?

Huh huh? ? ?

The author has something to say: The general and the old woman are both characters in Akutagawa Ryunosuke's Rashomon.

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