The Mystery of Fangshi Edo

Purgatory Taoshourou met a relative of his great-grandparents when he was very young.

That day, my father bought some sweet potatoes. He ate it for the first time and couldn't stop after tasting it. When my mother turned around to do something, he ate a big plate, which scared her almost to call the doctor.

"Haha, don't worry, it's good for young people to have an appetite." The old man who came to the house smiled cordially and stroked the child's golden-red hair. "Taojuro likes sweet potatoes very much?"

"Yes! Delicious!" He raised his head and replied loudly.

The old man looked at him with a smile, suddenly showed a nostalgic expression, and said: "It really does."

As for who he looks like, there is no more text.

Later, Tao Shoulang learned from his father that the old man was named Purgatory Senshouro, and he was the son of his great-grandfather's father's brother--although he didn't quite understand it after going around such a long circle, at least he understood that it was his own. Relatives, although their hair has long been gray, but when they were young, they were golden red just like themselves.

Not long after they met, Purgatory Qianshou Lang sent someone a box, which was said to be a relic of an early deceased ancestor of the Purgatory family, and entrusted them to keep it carefully.

Other than that, Tao Shou Lang and Sen Shou Lang never had any intersection, the child only occasionally heard that name from the conversation of his parents. Although he has never practiced martial arts, he is committed to protecting and inheriting the essence of those valuable martial arts. He is a respectable old man.

Purgatory Taoshourou has no concept of these, only feels admiration.

Until about eight years old, the nearly hundred-year-old man passed away.

Parents thought he didn't remember the distant relative who had only met once, but when the eight-year-old Momojuro presented flowers to the smiling old man with his eyes closed at the funeral, he cried for some reason, and his golden-red eyes widened. Eyes, tears could not stop flowing out, no matter what the adults next to him were saying or asking him what was wrong, he just froze in place, shaking his head with his hands clenched.

"Family is too important," said the relatives next to him. "It's a rare child with filial piety."

But only Tao Shoulang knew that he didn't cry because he was sad.

On the contrary, when he realized that Purgatory Senjuro had passed away, he felt a kind of "happiness" for no reason, as if there was a voice in his heart saying something like this:

It's great that Senjuro was able to live his life in peace and leave surrounded by everyone.

——Why am I so stupid?

The young man standing in front of the coffin felt puzzled and bewildered. Unknowingly, the voices of conversations and comforting words of the adults around him became hazy and faded away a little bit.

Finally, disappear.

Purgatory Taoshourou quickly calmed down. He didn't cry because of sadness, so when he noticed something abnormal, his mind calmed down very quickly.The eight-year-old child looked at his hands, frowned suddenly, and looked around vigilantly.

No one is empty.

The seats that were still full just now, and the relatives and friends who were whispering and sobbing, all disappeared.

Only his own figure remained in the huge space.

"Is this a dream?"

Again, this 'déjà vu' feeling.

Although I don't know what's going on, I always feel that this is not the first time I have encountered a situation of being trapped in a dream.

The blond-haired boy looked at his hand again. This time, he changed back to the appearance that a 16-year-old high school student should have.

"Will it change back when you feel something is wrong? Umm, but I haven't woken up yet."

"Do you want to wake up?"

"!?"

The boy turned his head abruptly, only to see a person standing at the door.

It was a strange young man wearing a wolf mask that seemed to be used for sacrifices. Under the curtains connected to the mask with dark red charms painted on it, a pair of light-colored eyes could be vaguely seen.

"Knowing that you are in a dream but unable to wake up, people occasionally feel disgusted by the irrationality of your situation. If you can have this self-knowledge, it is generally called 'absurd perception'."

"Who are you?" Momojuro asked.

"I'm here to attend the funeral." The young man continued, "You can call me Fang Shi Yangming, and I'll ask you a few questions."

"..."

Purgatory Momojurou stared at him silently with golden red eyes.

Sure enough, he was alerted.Fang Shi Yangming was stupid in his heart.After all, I'm just a child now, even if I'm usually the enthusiastic and unshakable type, I can't maintain my calmness when encountering such an abnormal situation...

But then he saw the young man raised his head, folded his arms, and said in a hearty tone: "Hmm! Anyway, there seems to be nothing else to do right now, just ask!"

The preface is withdrawn, and these reincarnations are indeed extraordinary.

That being the case, there is no need for him to be polite.

"Question one—what was in a box you received when you were eight years old?"

"...It's a broken knife." Purgatory Momoshouro recalled, "There is no blade, only the handle and a short blade, but it can be seen that it is a good knife that has been tempered and tempered!"

"Is that the one?"

Fang Shi Yangming said, raised his arm slightly, and pointed to the seat beside him.

The blond-haired boy looked around and found that a box had really been placed on the seat at some point.

It was exactly the same as the box containing the broken knife that he remembered being shrunk in the cabinet under the altar at home.

"...Hum, it wouldn't be surprising if it was a dream."

He stepped forward and carefully opened the box, and sure enough, he saw a broken knife without a blade in it, and the words "...killing" could be vaguely seen. what word.

"The original inscription on the blade should be 'Evil Ghost Killer'."

"Evil ghost?"

"Well, but I just listened to what people said. You should know the original appearance of this knife better than me."

me?how could i know...

Purgatory Momoshourou picked up the broken knife and looked at it carefully, just as soon as he realized this stupid idea, the weight in his hand changed the next moment.

"...!?"

The reappearing long blade has a burning bright color, is hard in texture and sharpened, and the flame-shaped sword guard also appears at the front of the handle.

It's an intact weapon.

An intact...

"Sun wheel, knife?"

"Look, you clearly remember its name."

Purgatory Momoshourou stared blankly at the knife in his hand, and fell into a long silence.

"Second question." Fang Shi Yangming continued, "That Purgatory Qianshourou, why did you give this knife to you, a junior who has almost nothing to do with it?"

【Your Excellency Yangming... I lent you the authority of the gods, not for such frivolous things as acting. 】The voice of Shinna Myoshin emerged in his mind, 【You clearly know that the way to restore memory in reincarnation is a great stimulus, there is no need to beat around the bush. 】

【I am sorry. 】Fang Shi Yangming replied with an apologetic tone in his heart,【Well, this scene of communicating with the person in the dream at the funeral is too similar to the content of ep7 when Hai ○ Crying, accidentally overdone it. 】

[Hoo hoo, do you regard other people's things related to past and present lives as games?Really bad. 】

[How can you criticize me if you can laugh about this kind of thing...] The young man lowered the wolf mask he was wearing on his forehead, [Oh, let’s be honest, I didn’t regard this as a game, but it was just a game. Because of the importance, you can't treat it simply and rudely. Can you understand it? 】

Shinnamyo sneered and said no more.

"As I said at the beginning, I'm here for the funeral."

Fang Shi Yangming took a step forward and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"But I didn't come to attend the funeral of 'Purgatory Qianshoulang'. After all, the dead can't step into the underworld again, and I don't intend to disturb his sleep."

As his words fell, a distorted figure gradually appeared in the aisle in front of him. The posture of that deformed monster was simply a blasphemy to everything in the world.

For some reason, Purgatory Momojurou suddenly remembered the invisible thing he felt in the backyard this afternoon.

"It's called a mantra, formed from the fear and negative emotions of the human heart." Fang Shi Yangming explained to him, "You don't have enough mantra power to see them, so you can't notice them clearly at ordinary times, but here is an exception."

The thing stretched out its claws, and the boy subconsciously raised the Sun Wheel Saber.

Before the battle took place, he heard the last words of the young man beside him——

"Because, this is your funeral as 'Purgatory Momotjuro'."

……

"Let the reincarnation of the two pillars of the Purgatory and the Ganlu Temple family, which are basically confirmed, awaken their memory, and then I will arrange the magic spirit to assist you in completing the next plan." The black long-haired young man with a scar on his forehead said with a smile, "It's just It should be easy for you to do it with little effort, right?"

"of course."

At that time, Fang Shi Yangming answered very decisively.

After all, it is very difficult for a fool like a curse spirit to feel guilty, and as a "human-wolf curse", he will naturally not have such emotions. In front of the curse spirit and the curse master, he cannot show a side that is different from the curse .

But in fact, according to the information obtained from Ubuyashiki, the previous reincarnations had awakened their memories by accident, and the one who was to blame could only be blamed on the guy who secretly carried out the conspiracy.But this time is different, what he has to do this time is to do it himself, to make those who are still children be reminded of everything they have experienced in their previous lives.

Although it has not reached the serious point of 'replacing the soul', it still allows their immature personalities and everything that has not yet come to fruition in this life to be killed at the moment of accepting the memory of the previous life.

Possibilities taken away from others.

In a sense, it seems to be no different from killing people.

——It would be too far-fetched to force myself to make an excuse that this has nothing to do with evil deeds.

"It's a headache to communicate with Miyayashiki first. Did the family look for me specifically because of this? It's too advanced."

Feeling the guilt rising in his heart, Fang Shi Yangming, who watched the young man fighting the curse spirit in the dark, frowned slightly, feeling the undercurrent of irritability.

Whether it's the elderly lord Teriyashiki Teriya, or the next patriarch, Kageya Saniyashiki, their appeal is too strong, such a personality will make people unconsciously have the desire to follow and accept the lead impulse.

"Please try not to involve those children in this matter."

"The swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad are all children to me... to Ubayashiki."

Eliminating evil spirits and bearing the thousand-year curse, their "correctness" is too dazzling.

Although Fang Shi Yangming managed to restrain himself, he told himself, 'For the sake of long-term goals, this is allowed; as a curse spirit, this is allowed.And you can do anything as long as you are allowed to. ’, managed to get rid of that contagion.

But, it's really only a little bit close.

Looking at the young man wielding the Sun Wheel Knife in the dream, ignoring his previous life in the bitter battle, and skillfully cutting off the curse with the blade with a scorching color, Fang Shi Yangming murmured like a sigh before the dream collapsed. .

"It's almost time to develop into a 'correct human being'..."

The author has something to say:

I honestly feel guilty for restoring their memories...but the story needs to be told.

It doesn't count as a complete replacement with someone else, after all, they are themselves reincarnated, and although they don't have memories before, they still have a vague 'feeling'.

To describe it in a more mysterious way, it is - the soul is the same.

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Next, let's push Mrs. Yipin's article! ↓

Curse Puppet Master by Yipin Hanxiao

The second son of the Hanyu family, Hanyu Candle, a genius of the Kamo branch family, a genius blood puppet master of the control department.

It was rumored that that young man slaughtered the clan with his own hands in the middle of the night, colluded with the curse master, and conspired with the curse spirit. He should have been judged and rejected by the world.

The teenager has eyes that see through the future. He can see the future of anyone, including the way they die.

A certain college is the strongest: If you can see the future, why not help me see the marriage?

A defected curse master: seconded.

A Hong Kong/Black new boss: Second.

A certain black mud spirit: seconded.

A gravity envoy: seconded.

A certain Luo Shengmeng: seconded.

A certain muscular man with soft rice: what kind of marriage is it, it is better to count it as luck.

Hanyu Candle: ...

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[Because I can see through the future, I have the courage to bear the crime.I think this should be the meaning of my birth. ]

[However, even a wretch like him has a small hope.Just as the worms of the abyss always chase the dazzling light. ]

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·The male protagonist is a beautiful black mud man, the rumored bad man.

·The plot let go of oneself, CP let nature take its course.

·The main comprehensive text field spells, others will be added here and there.

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