[Ghost Slayer] Those Years of Possession Pillars

When Seshil ran to the kitchen, the chef was processing the ingredients with his back turned.The girl who had been circling around the chef also disappeared at this time.

"...Hey," he moved over slowly, standing beside the chef and asked him, "Where's that girl?"

"Are you finally willing to do it?"

There was a sudden sound of chopping vegetables.

The old man who was over fifty years old raised his head and glanced at him, then turned his attention back to the ingredients under his hand.

"Have you eaten the first bucket? You have such a bad temper."

The boy's malicious expression froze suddenly, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"You really have changed a lot...Hey, don't forget, it was guys their age who killed you!"

The chef's voice was light: "I know."

"Then you still-"

"But Mitsuri is not them," the old man smiled softly, the wrinkles on his face stretched out.His voice was soft and gentle, like a soft white cloud in the sky, "Mitsuri is very cute and respects me."

Seshi looked at him in disbelief, her voice raised a lot: "Please! You are a grieving ghost!!"

"Can you have some backbone?! A little human girl can abduct you?!"

"You have to know, it's humans like them who killed everyone here," he took a big breath, and roared almost hoarsely, "all the ghosts!!"

"Don't trust those guys!!"

"Do you think you didn't die badly enough?!"

A strong black air suddenly emerged from the boy's body, and the blackness gradually deepened as if it was about to have a substance.

"Do you need me to recall for you?!"

"You are old, your biological children personally sent you who was sick and bedridden to the deep forest overnight for your family property—"

"They can't even wait for the beast to devour you completely," the boy's black pupils became deeper and deeper, he grabbed the chef's hand handling the ingredients, his sharp nails almost cut the chef's clothes, "cut your neck with one knife , cut off the inheritance ring on your finger with one knife, and cut your face with one knife—"

"Don't you hate it?"

The chef finally turned his head to look at him squarely, with a calm expression on his face.

"Did the boy in the prayer room offend you?"

"...I didn't mean this—"

"You'd better look in the mirror first." The chef moved his hand away, the smile on the old man's face was gone, and there was only a terrible calmness left, "You are crying yourself."

"..."

The boy touched his face in a daze, and there were wet water stains between his palms.

"Did that kid touch you?"

The old man calmly put the processed fish on a side plate, and took out a bag of flour to make some sakura mochi.

"You even gave him the prayer room," the old man kneaded the watered dough with veiny hands, skillfully, "don't tell me other reasons, Seshi, we have been together for hundreds of years, "

"You were touched by that child."

"What?! No—" the boy yelled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his cat-like eyes widened.

"I don't know why you are so entangled," the old man interrupted his rebuttal, and sighed deeply, "but at least you should know that they are not the ones who hurt us."

"There's no need to be disappointed with the whole world,"

"That's really tiring—"

The old man recalled the silent wailing before his death, and recalled the fake smiling faces of his own children.Maybe he hated and tried to take revenge—but a hundred years have passed.

His child has long been turned into a handful of dust and dissipated in the river of time.

The hated person is long gone, and he has long since lost his goal of continuing to survive as a ghost.

"You should try to accept this painful, yet fascinating world."

The old man gently scratched his nose with his flour-soaked hands, and smiled softly, "Se Shi, you are still a child."

'...No, I'm not a child anymore. '

Even though his nasal cavity was terribly sore and his vision was blurred by tears, the boy still thought so stubbornly.

'Those adults will not let me go because of this kind of thing. '

On the night of being sacrificed, the flames lit up the sky.

The golden-red fire engulfed not only the night, but also his body and the wailing from the sky.

The adults who tricked him laughed brightly beside the pyre, and what the burned children saw were groups of devils in human skin.

For what strange prophecies and divine forgiveness.These weak adults choose to sacrifice their weak children to the gods and ask for forgiveness from the gods——

God, where did the gods come from? !

The children who turned into ghosts cleaned up the village overnight, and let these ignorant and ugly people be buried in hell.

'Obviously the chef is the same as him,'

'Betrayed by someone you trusted, so why choose to believe? '

"Your heart is howling," the old man sighed, "Seshi, you haven't lost your trust in adults, you just..."

"You're just afraid of being lied to again."

"Seshi is indeed a good boy," the old man thought, "if it were any other adult, he would have thought of destroying the world a long time ago." '

The boy who was secretly praised ran out sullenly.

The chef also put down the task of just waiting for baking.

"Hey, Mr. Chef!" Kanroji Mitsuri rushed in happily after running back from the garden, "I found the cherry blossoms!"

"That's great, Mitsuri," the chef smiled and took the cherry blossoms, "Go and see Iguro in the backyard of the kitchen, that guy is probably still chopping firewood."

Kanroji Mitsuri nodded, and was about to run to the backyard of the kitchen to help, but heard the chef muttering softly: "I thought Mitsuri liked that kid Giyu... I didn't expect it to be Iguro-chan... ..."

Ganlusi Mili staggered as she ran away, paused, then ran away covering her face.

'Ah!Mr. Chef is really——! '

The young Lianzhu blushed.

…………

run, run—

Running until the breathing became disordered, and the air in the chest cavity was squeezed until there was not a single bit of air left——

Run until you can howl, run until the distress in your heart can be uttered smoothly——

Shishi stopped in her tracks.

The eye sockets filled with tears had already turned red, and there was pain in those black jewel-like eyes that a youth like him should not have.

The chef was able to let go of the hatred during that period because of the passage of time, and he had no longer the target of hatred.

But he is different, he hates all grown-ups.

Those hypocritical adults who made him sick, put on a false mask and tricked a child who trusted him wholeheartedly.Push him onto the altar, let a young child, use his life to pray for the forgiveness of a god that does not exist at all.

But... what was wrong with him?

Is it wrong to trust adults?

Seshi lowered his head, and walked slowly to the emerald green evergreen tree in the big courtyard.

He sat under the tree, curling up his thin body.

'God—'

'If you really existed,'

'Please grant me a moment of peace. '

The thin child wept, closed his eyes in hatred, and slowly fell asleep.

……

Beimingyu Xingming was drawn here by a promenade ghost.

"Ah...you are the one that Seshi's child valued, right?" The corridor ghost, who was invisible to the blind monk, looked him up and down curiously. "To be honest, there is nothing special about you, right?"

"Why would Seshi accommodate you so much?"

The blind monk listened blankly to the fellow's complaints.

"You know that guy is a fierce ghost." Because the corridor ghost couldn't see him, he simply stopped trying to scare the monk, turned around and talked to him, "As long as an adult sees him He will be beaten by him."

"That child hates adults the most."

It seems that the long corridor ghost hasn't chatted with anyone for a long time, and Bei Mingyu can't see him, so he has been inspired to chatter.

"The trusted adults sent to the altar to be burned just to ask for God's forgiveness or something," he lamented in a dignified manner, "there are some foolish adults."

"Hey," he said to the monk, "I know you're not that kind of person,"

"So, help Seshi?"

"The child is crying too much," the ghost tilted his head, "it can't go on like this."

"If you're willing to help him, I won't scare you."

"on the last day."

……

Beimingyu, who was popularized by the ghost of the corridor, finally understood what happened to Seshi.

To be honest, he was also at a loss.

When he was young, he adopted vagrants the size of Seshi, and he was betrayed by them for some reason.

but……

But Se Shi was only seven or eight years old, that is to say, he was only seven or eight years old when he was sent to the fire.

Did that child shed tears on the fire platform, seeing the smiling faces of those adults who once trusted, and also lost trust in adults?

like him-

Beimingyu found the child under the tree in the big courtyard.

The little child curled up, crying even with his eyes closed.In his sleep, he frowned uncomfortably.

but--

"That child, you are struggling to trust adults," the words of the corridor ghost are still echoing in your ears, "Even if you have been hurt badly, you don't want to give up your trust in other adults." '

'It's a pity that he hasn't realized it yet, he has already regarded you as a very good friend. '

'At least I've never seen him willingly give up the prayer room. '

very good friend……?

Bei Mingyu, who was constantly twirling the Buddhist beads, looked at the curled up child and sighed softly.The tears that flowed all the time finally stopped, and he showed a very gentle and gentle smile.

So he walked over and sat down beside the child.The broad palm touched the child's hair, and softly read him a nursery rhyme that he was not very familiar with.

"... Seshi,"

The gentle monk said: "...have a good rest."

The author has something to say: Mystery 37

Seshi decided to get in touch with this person who the children called the most gentle person after hearing the children's talk about Beimingyu.

So when I first came into contact with the children, I used some disgraceful means to confuse their consciousness and get close to them.That's why Qinnan came to his senses when Seshi and Beimingyu were arguing. Seshi was not the child who lived with them.

Therefore, Seshi has always called Beiming Island Xingming.

……

计划赶不上变化，在五十章之前还不知道能不能把大正篇完结……啧。感谢在2020-04-2316:34:29~2020-04-2522:08:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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