The life of a migrant worker

"The so-called mirror outside the cloud refers to the things that reflect all kinds of strange shapes. What the eyes see is the impermanent empty shadow in the mirror..."

"You mean the space we are in now is just an illusion created by Yun Wai Jing using Yin and Yang."

The story I read in "The Story of the Blue Lantern" when I was a child said that Yunwaijing is an artifact that can reproduce all things in the world in the mirror.The great onmyoji Abe Seimei used it to create an illusion to resist the young master of the sea country who came to invade Kyoto.Later, in order to protect the safety of Kyoto, Abe Seimei shattered the white mirror between Yin and Yang.The power of Yunwaijing overflowed, and the fragments were scattered all over the place.

At the time, I thought, This is a very useful story.

Now that the existence of monsters has been confirmed, and Nuliang Kaiban has found all kinds of treasures that can only appear in legends for me, is the fragment of Yunwaijing also a real thing?

I'm very stupid, I really can't think of a way to kill Wu Mi without letting any of my companions die.

So he could only look around for monsters that were beneficial to his strength, use their power for his own use, and at the same time inquire about the news of the artifact fragments, search around, and finally managed to get most of the white mirrors.

Although it is an incomplete artifact, it still lives up to such a prestigious name.

I provide it with the power to operate, and I only need to create an illusion that covers the entire Infinite City, which is more than enough for application.

What happens within the illusion does not interfere with reality, so death within the illusion is meaningless.

So I boldly let the members of the Ghost Killing Squad attract attention for me, otherwise I would not be able to bypass Ghost Mai Tsuji's keen senses and arrange Yunwaijing without anyone noticing.

Once entering the illusion, then everyone is naturally involuntary.

Unless I take the initiative to release it, or the user of Hesitant Mochizuki dies, then no one can get rid of the empty shadow in the mirror.

The death in the mirror is meaningless, and it stands to reason that nothing can be done to kill, but unfortunately in the gap between entering the illusion——

I played a backhand on Naruto, and such a technique can delay the time to kill Naruto.

Wu Mi didn't speak, just looked at me coldly.

He seemed particularly annoyed by my betrayal, and he had nothing to say to me from beginning to end.

But I didn't think so. In the past, Oni Wu Tsuji Muchan always expounded his opinions and concepts to me at length.

Now I really want to have a good talk with my former boss before I change jobs.

"The current Infinite City must have fallen apart, and everyone has floated above the ground."

Wu Mi's already pale face was slightly moved. He seemed to have thought about the sunrise, but he was completely powerless.

Death, a word that Onimai Tsujimu has been running away from all his life, until now he has finally revealed his full nature.

He looked at me with a vicious expression, like a vicious woman looking at a heartless man who plays with emotions. If other people were stared at like this, they would have started to feel their scalps go numb.It's just that I appreciate his expression at the moment with a bad taste, but I feel that the powerless boss is very childish and interesting.

"You really pissed me off, why did you do such a meaningless thing?"

"Is it a meaningless thing? Maybe it is." I said to myself, and finally smiled at Wu Mi: "You should take care of yourself first, the flow of time in reality and fantasy is not the same. Same, maybe at this time you are already bathed in the morning sun."

"The morning sun is so refreshing."

I raised my head to see the false sky of the Infinite City dissipate dimly, and the sun's light wheel seemed to be thrown down like a burning carbon fire, and the halos were revealed from the cracks of the cracks like mirrors.

Wu Mi can't escape, because the illusion will only lose its effect when I actually die.

In fact, the sun has long been shining on us, and the bright light and shadow effect at this time is just a delayed phantom when Yunwaijing is released.

In an instant, it will turn into flying sunlight, and when the entire illusion completely collapses, everyone will usher in death.

Butterfly Ninja pounced on me the moment the sudden change began, hurriedly took off the haori, trying to cover me from the sun with her body.

What I said to Wu Mi fell on the ears of others, it was completely like playing charades or something.

Butterfly Shinobu only saw that I didn't say a word to Onimai Tsuji, and he ran away with 600 yuan, and then gathered together to talk to me about nonsensical things. The situation was really confusing.

But up to now, the clever Shinobu somewhat understood what was going to happen next.

She hugged me, probably because she wanted to protect me.

It's a pity that it's useless. Before the phantom was released, Wu Mi and I's bodies had already started to collapse.

Her body is very petite, her hands are also very small, and she can't cover my body at all, but she still protects me tightly under her body.Butterfly looked at me reluctantly, with tears in his eyes, full of emotions I couldn't understand.

I was very stupid since I was a child, an unsophisticated guy, and the worst person in the class who couldn't do reading comprehension. My childhood friends isolated me and didn't play with me, and I never knew why.

So I took the last moment to ask her: "What's the matter, why are you looking at me like this?"

I wanted to wipe off the tears on her face, but remembered that my hand was stained with blood, and when I was about to take it back, Butterfly Ninja took my hand and stroked her face, and squeezed me. Give a forced smile.

"Please, hold on a little longer, I will develop a potion that turns ghosts into humans."

My body spread out like burnt incense ash in a temple, every time it crumbled, Shinobu bent down and wanted to hold me tighter.I thought to myself that she is really beautiful, but it is a pity that I will never see Ninko smiling happily again, but after all the ghosts die, she will definitely be able to have the happiness of an ordinary girl as Miss Kanae hoped for.

Aoi Kanzaki will be happy, Kuri Hanakana will be happy, Kiyoshi Terauchi, Sumire Nakahara, and Naho Takada will also be happy.

Thinking about it this way, even this insignificant person like me became happy.

Big drops of tears fell on my face. It was not the first time I saw other people's tears, but I never thought that the temperature of the tears would be so horribly hot.

She said to me: "Hesitation, don't."

Even now, I don't want my last words to be childish nonsense. Unfortunately, I racked my only remaining brain and couldn't think of any witty and humorous answers.

So I can only say: "Thank you, Butterfly Shinobi."

Thank you for not dying.

After Yurika died, I felt that most of the colors in the world had been lost. That was the first time I realized my own powerlessness.When Ms. Kanae died, my soul seemed to fly away in an instant. If you die before me, I can only make no mistake and cut out my intestines to apologize.

I look at the purple eyes of the butterfly, like the beautiful morning glory in summer, I can't tell the difference between the morning and evening colors, I only know that they are equally beautiful, white, pink, purple and blue, morning glory Will it climb all over the walls in summer? The beautiful colors like gouache are matched with green leaves. I really want to push the swing for you again.

"Thank you, forbearance."

-

Bianhua is a flower that is so gorgeous that it is almost black and red. It blooms on both sides of the Santu River, fluttering in the wind, covering the ground with red.

I originally thought that the underworld should be a place where people’s voices are noisy, because in the legends I have heard since I was a child, there are few saints who meet the conditions of not falling into hell and can reach the perfect standard of ascending to heaven.

There is no ghost to guide me, no ferryman to ferry me to the other shore, there is only a winding dirt path in front of me, winding and spreading to nowhere.

I walked along it, and the endless Bianhua flowers in the distance connected with the sky of the underworld to form a lonely darkness.

At the intersection of the three intersections, I met a girl with combed hair sitting on a tall pot with a mouth.

"Hi! You are finally here!" Holding the bottle of soju in her hand, she greeted me energetically, "After drinking this bowl of soup, hurry up and go on the road, choose a road and continue walking, and then you will reach the present world .”

The girl said that the dead who are related to onmyoji and monsters will be assigned to this underworld, because the art of onmyoji in this world is gradually declining, so everyone's work is not as busy as it was a thousand years ago, please don't care about the looseness in the underworld working atmosphere.

Holding the wine bowl she handed over, I muttered in a daze, "Don't you need a trial?"

"Master Yan Mo has a pair of eyes that judge everything. She said you are innocent," said the girl-like Meng Po, "Please reincarnate as soon as possible. The reason why you are not allowed to see other people is because a ghost king like you directly brought you to death." Going to Yan Mo Temple may disturb other dead souls."

Compensation of merit and demerit is more like nonsense to deceive children. I have read many religious books, which are always full of various theories of atonement.

Buddhism has a lie to persuade people to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, but Christians only need to sincerely repent to God to go to heaven and wash away their sins.But only I know that it is just the self-deception of the cowardly.What has been done can no longer be erased, even if there is a real mighty force that can erase it all, it is just like starting over with a new paper, after all, it is no longer the original page.

Reincarnation washes away memory and rebirth, repeating my hopeless tragedy time and time again is more than all the pain for me.It would be better to simply let me fall into hell, fall into the bottom of the real abyss, be burned by endless karmic fire, and never be able to escape forever.

Po Meng's wine is very fragrant, I held it silently for a few seconds, and finally said solemnly to Po Meng.

"I don't want to be reincarnated, please let me stay in hell."

If Almighty God really exists, then I am willing to be a sinner.

-

The moment Kimai Tsuji died miserably, all the ghosts died, and no new ghosts would be born in this world except Ms. Tsuji and Yushiro.Everyone celebrated this moment with joy and excitement. The Demon Slayer Squad also planned to disband at the same time. This organization will gradually become something forgotten in history.

The charcoal seller and his good friends returned to their hometown in the countryside. Shinobu and Zhushi started to study the medicine that turns ghosts into humans. He believed that his sister Nezuko would return to her human identity in the near future.

Before the crying blond kid got into a fight with his senior brother because of Ming Zhu's name, this incident has already become a thing of the past.After a big quarrel with him, senior brother Yue Yue left with his severance pay, and told the old man at home, Sangshima Jigoro, that he would never come back unless he was somewhere else.

Life in the Butterfly House has not changed much, except that the owner of the Butterfly House no longer runs around killing ghosts as frequently as before.

One room in the mansion was empty, just like when the occupant left two years ago.

It's just that on the spotless tabletop, the girls of the Butterfly House put a blooming beet peach in the vase, just like the one that the previous owner of the Butterfly House brought to the patients who lived here.

How about a few columns, after the Ghost Slayer Squad was disbanded, they still had a close relationship.Among them, Tokitomu Ichiro is a naturally dull kid, so everyone understands him with a very loving attitude, and understands that he has a little bit of secondary disease when he speaks at this age.

"Actually, it's very similar to Hesi Sen!" When Yu Mao Tianyuan said this, he looked up at the sky, as if he didn't want to dirty his makeup, "It's because I have been angry with her many times, so I always look like this It seems like it’s no big deal.”

Hesitation Sen, hesitation Sen, hesitation Sen.

When all the pillars come together, such a name is mentioned.

Shi Tou Wuichiro only saw the hesitation in their mouths once, but he felt that the hesitation was nothing like what the seniors described.

Hesitant who is not picky at all, so he is very likable, he who is happy to go out is always cheated out of money, so he is worrying, he who is so stupid to sweep the floor in the courtyard, and the more and more fallen leaves are swept, is called by Tomioka After Yiyong was taken down, he couldn't even say decent words about caring for others, so he hesitated.

——Actually, it’s not that off-line, is it?

Shitou Muichiro only remembered hesitant slashing like a falcon, very decisive, and the silver hair matched it very well.

Everyone talked about these things with great interest, and then there was silence one after another.What puzzled Shi Touwuichiro the most was that since everyone was on such a good relationship, why did everyone only call him by their surname, which made him always think that he was called Hesi Sen.

But in general, because the hatred and burden that has been hanging over everyone for many years has disappeared, everyone's life style is still quiet and peaceful.

The young obstetrician Yoya Shiki faded away the disfigured scars on his face, revealing a clear and bright face unique to young people.

As his health gradually improved, he visited Butterfly House in person, and solemnly handed over a sealed letter to Butterfly Ninja.

"Every swordsman of the Ghost Killing Squad will write his last words when he joins the team."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Butterfly Shinobu understood what Yuya Ubuyashiki said.

The hand that was not holding the letter was clenched white, and she had no time to listen to what her esteemed lord said, but the calm and reassuring voice still reached her ears intermittently.

"King Jurou and Shiya also came to me to ask for it once... However, because of what Mori wrote at the time, I think it should be left to you to make a decision."

The paper of the letterhead is light and thin, reminiscent of the figure of the swordsman after he recovered from a long illness. Because it has been carefully preserved, it is still as new as it has been for four years. Butterfly carefully unfolded the letterhead to read the writing on it.

Hesitant Sen Mochizuki's handwriting is very beautiful, and the handwriting is as beautiful as the person.The ink is clear and distant under the sway, and there is a kind of free and easy when she does things, but the content of the writing makes people feel that there is a randomness in it, which is so abrupt that it is very inappropriate.

"The food at Butterfly House is delicious, but Shinobu is very fierce. Xiao Kui and everyone are very good. I like Miss Butterfly Kanae, thank you for taking care of me."

The two short sentences without cause and consequence made this girl, who had been strong since the death of her relatives, suppress the sourness in her heart, and squeezed out a smile that could not laugh or cry.

In fact, she hasn't looked at the face of her old friend carefully for a long, long time. Hesi Sen has a beauty comparable to Huiyue. They once visited the cherry blossom garden in Kyoto together at night. All the Buddhas that save sentient beings are beautiful.

But if this is the case, then it will be like the legend of Kaguya Hime, there will be a visitor from the Heavenly Palace to pick her up one day, or like the story of being born from a peach by flowing down the water, she will finally shoulder the mission Go to a distant place to slay demons and slay demons, and never come back.

But isn't that a different kind of cruelty to Hesitant Sen?

Butterfly Ninja is much luckier than the rest of the Demon Slayer Squad. No matter when she was in Ontake Mountain or in Infinity City, she faced her old friends.Everyone around her has changed a lot in the past two years, but her appearance has not changed at all. Mochizuki still has that sadness, but there is an inexplicable change.

Those pasts, those unrevealed past events, will always be shrouded in hesitation.

There is always a sense of extinction in Hesi Sen, ambiguous and soft, giving people a kind of blank space like mountains and rivers melting with ice and snow.

She doesn't know what this person is thinking, just as she doesn't understand why this person can never smile sincerely.

Hesitating Sen is like a kite in the sky, the butterfly is afraid that she will fly away, the thread between them is cut, and then Hesitating Sen flies higher and farther.

But this is not the scariest thing, she is afraid of the kite that has no strings to hold it, and when the wind stops, it will lose the lift of the person, and it will fall straight to the hard ground in some place that she can't see His body was broken to pieces, and Butterfly Shinobu didn't know where to find his hesitant forest.

Butterfly Shino had always been very bad towards Heshisen before, but after becoming a ghost, she was willing to die with Heshisen.

She had taken a lot of wisteria poison, which was originally used to deal with enemies, and the poison was quick and painless.If the elder sister in the spirit of the sky saw the state of hesitation, she would definitely understand her idea of ​​giving up revenge.

In the Infernal Hell, at least she was by his side, this guy who always said all kinds of inappropriate things, I am afraid that he would not be so lonely.

Butterfly has seen the hesitation Sen who is surrounded by little girls by the stove on winter nights, peeling oranges and telling "Mito Yellow Gate Wandering Notes"; I have also seen hot takoyaki bought in the night market but was passed on temporarily. Transferred to do the task, killed the ghost with a blank face, and quickly brought everyone back to Hesi Sen for fear of getting cold.

But now, in the hazy white light in the memory, hesitantly leaning against the window and looking at the courtyard with a sad face.

She was wearing a blue kimono, and her slender white wrists did not look like the hands of a swordsman. When Butterfly Shinobu came in with the medicine, he hesitated and smiled at her.

The smoked wind is gentle and smooth, bringing the vitality of the peach grove by the pool in Miaoman's spring.Delicate taste like honey, charming from the wind, you can smell light sweetness, with the faint and bitter aroma of woody flowers, but not strong.

The fragrance of peach blossoms can travel far, but when tourists take the initiative to smell it, it lingers on the tip of their noses, as if there is nothing there.

Just like most of life's unfulfilled expectations that can never be fulfilled.

It cannot be forced.

-

Yoshiyuki Tomioka went to climb Mount Mitake alone.

Mount Ontake is not considered high, but the range of mountains that can be called Mount Ontake is very wide.According to the directions given by the local residents, he wandered around in the forest for a long time before he found the bluestone road covered by vines and it was impossible to see where it led.

There are no traces of life in the hesitant house, except for one, two, three, four balls of paper that were randomly thrown on the ground.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki picked it up honestly, and looked at it one by two and three next to each other. A lot of the content was repetitive, because Hesi Sen always likes to change the wording at his discretion.Some of the content is written to a person named 'Nuliang Liban', but most of them are written about the trivial things in life, rambling about my experience in interpersonal communication, and complaining that I can't always taste the food thing.

Wandering and watching the moon has recorded the weather in the mountains, the white fog and the red maple in autumn. One day, there was a sudden heavy snow in the mountains, and a layer of hoarfrost was condensed outside the house when I woke up in the morning.On one of them, it was written on the paper in such a very familiar tone as "I must add some more clothes!", but the name of the person to whom it was sent was not written.

So Tomioka Yoshiyuki carefully unfolded the crumpled letter paper with a blank face, and when it was not so wrinkled, he folded it unconventionally and put it in his arms.

On the mountain, he saw the starlight in the middle of the night and the morning sun in the early morning.

When leaving, Ontake Mountain was gray and cold. Yoshioka Tomioka walked through the crowd, and when he looked back, he always felt that he could find the long-haired Mochizuki hesitantly among the crowds of people.

If she really appeared in the crowd, Tomioka Yoshiyuki thought he would quickly find Heshisen out of it.

Because there are strangers coming and going, only you turned to look at me.

The first person who turned his head to look at me was you, hesitant.

It's a pity that the torrent was rushing, many people moved forward, and only one person retreated.