My BE is all over the world

Kazama Yu, who escaped from Ji Guo Yan Sheng's hands, was pulled on the tree and dared not go down. He touched the tip of his nose and thought about his previous appearance. Although he felt that it was a bit miserable, he still wanted to laugh in his heart.

How can I say this pair of brothers, although they are messy, they will definitely get along well.As long as others don't meddle in excessive matters, there will always be time for Ji Guoyan Sheng to think about it slowly, and Ji Guo Yuan to get in touch with him slowly.

The small ball system on one side swayed over and poked Kazama Yu's face viciously.

【Have you told Xiaoyu not to mess with things? 】

[Especially this kind of things and characters that will greatly affect the development of the fate of the world. 】

Kazama Yu followed the little system's wishes, and rarely puffed up his face to poke him.

——Actually, I am very curious, if the destiny is predetermined, then who decides this destiny?Is it the Lord God we believe in working for, or the world?If you say you are the Lord God, then as the messengers of the Lord God, why can't we move an inch?And, if necessary, the fear that the world will find us and cut us out?

【…】

Few people have raised this question, and most of those who speak out do not persist until they finish speaking.The system was stunned, it turned its head to look at Kazama Yu's face, and as expected, it caught the pain he was enduring on his face.

That's how cruelly and clearly the Lord God established the rules.You can't be disrespectful to him, and you can't have rebellious thoughts. If the imprint in your soul can't warn this person to back down, you will kill the person who offended.

This is the inviolability of God.

【Little Feather, don't ask, don't tell. 】

The mechanical thoughts are tainted with humanoid taste, the system clearly knows that this strange thought of Kazama Yu should be recorded and reported at this moment, but in the end it licks the sweetness that the tip of its tongue has tasted before, Finally, he let go of the hand that pressed the upload button.

[We just need to execute the tasks and orders.You may not be afraid of the imprint of the soul, but I don't want us to mess with... the judges. 】

--Judge?

[You probably don't know yet, right?Not all executors can be safe, some of them will be sent away because of the failure of the task, they are afraid of accepting punishment and run away.Others rebelled against God's will because they wanted to be free and pretentious.So in order to deal with this kind of people, God created the so-called "judges", who say they judge, but in fact their job is just to kill.They're powerful, so I don't want you to fight them.You...you should correct your mentality. 】

——…

Kazama Yu finally swallowed the words "I know better than anyone else" back into his throat. He didn't say anything, but finally looked at the sunset glow, got up and patted the dust on the corner of his clothes.

—I know, but I'm ready.Before that, let's walk through this world seriously.

——I don't have enough power to maintain it, it seems that we have to replenish energy, don't we?

……

Kazama Yu hates the matter of replenishing energy, he is not afraid of physical pain, he is just annoyed about the burden that will be imposed on him psychologically.

[Psychological burden? 】

This is the first time for the small system to hear the reason given by Yu Kazama, and it tilted its head in doubt.

——I can bear the torture and pain, but I don't like to bear the responsibility and carry other people's burdens.that feeling...

Kazama Yu thought about it.

—with a sad breath, and the smell of blood.

But when he came to this world, when he died on a whim, there was only one path left for him to continue on.Feng Jianyu sighed silently, and finally stood and sat in the sea of ​​flowers.

Because at night, it is impossible to easily distinguish the species and color of flowers, but those flowers are undoubtedly very delicate and beautiful, especially in the circle around where Kazama Yu fell, they stretched forward His waist dedicated the most beautiful flowers to Kazama Yu's eyes, allowing his obsidian-like eyes to look a little differently.

The moonlight fell down, but this time it didn't pass through the place where Kazama Yu was and fell directly on the ground, but fell steadily on his body.Or to put it another way, those moonlights seem to be attracted by Kazama Yu's existence, and the falling moonlight drifts over and fills Kazama Yu's empty body.

pain, nausea?

It doesn't feel that way physically.

But the soul seemed to be torn apart, countless torrents washed over him, completely enveloping him, and countless bloody knives pierced into the depths of his soul, piercing the heaviest darkness and death into his body , leaving nothing behind.

Bits of light leaked out, they rolled and floated, and finally gathered in the air to form golden figures, they shone brightly and were extremely warm.But if you look closely, the place where their hearts are located contains vicious despair and darkness, as well as bottomless hatred.Such contradictory appearances constitute the existence of each extreme.

Kazama Yu raised his head, resisting the feeling that his soul was washed away, he slowly raised his hands and placed them at the bottom.

The golden soul on the opposite side seemed to be taken aback for a moment, it had no face at all, it was just a golden light gathered.But Kazama Yu could still clearly see the puzzled look on his face.

But soon, the doubts were fleeting.As if realizing something, it raised its hand and gently placed it in Kazama Yu's palm.

The moment of contact, boundless darkness enveloped, completely covering Kazama Yu's thoughts and eyes.

……

Ji Guoyuan didn't know why it was extremely difficult to fall asleep tonight, he rubbed his head and sat up slowly.The long hair that fell loose because it was convenient for sleeping fell on his waist, and a few strands were entangled and hung on his shoulders.Perhaps because of the many braids, his long hair is very fluffy and slightly curled.

He raised his head and looked through the window that he hadn't closed before going to bed, and all he could see was the crescent moon, which was as cold as water.

Ji Guoyuan always felt that something was wrong, his eyes fell on the crescent moon, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.After a while, he raised his head, gathered his clothes and put on his shoes, and took a closer look.

His outstretched fingertips fell under the moonlight, and it was clear that the moonlight fell on his fingertips, but he could clearly perceive that the moonlight was fake, but it was just an illusion.The truth is that there was no moonlight at all.

The strange omen made him vigilant immediately, he took the sun wheel knife on the bedside and pinned it to his waist, then pushed open the door and walked towards the place where Kazama Yu was always in the past.

Because Kazama Yu doesn't have a room, so he occasionally rubs against Ji Guoyuanyi's room, but most of the time he still stays alone in the wild.According to his own words: "Who can do anything to a dead man?"

But in Ji Guoyuan's eyes, Feng Jianyu was never dead, so he was still a little worried.

Passing through the layers of trees and the deepest part of the barrier of countless green leaves, he saw a person floating in the air.

The wind blows and raises his long hair, covering his face, and the only thing Ji Guoyuan can see is Kazama Yu's raised hand tightly covering his head.Faint fluorescent lights floated around him, as if they wanted to get closer and merge with him, but whenever those lights got closer, Kazama Yu's hand covering his head would always get a little heavier.

Ji Guoyuan frowned, he pushed aside the blocking branches in front of him and walked forward, finally standing in front of Kazama Yu.He can see the human figure outlined by a little golden fluorescence that is so faint that it almost disappears here, but it is different from the black aura in the heart when Kazama Yu was there before, at this moment they are the purest and warmest exist.

That faceless expression seemed to be expressing his gratitude.

The last ray of light dissipated, and Kazama Yu suddenly fell to the ground and fell backwards, and was pulled into his arms by Ji Guoyuan to protect him once he recovered.

What touches is not the cold ground and pain, but a warm embrace.Kazama Yu managed to break free from the pain, and looked at the person in front of him with blurred eyes.

"How did you come?"

As soon as Ji Guoyuan sat down on the spot, he gently stroked the broken hair on Feng Jianyu's face, with a gentle tone of voice: "You have many stories, Ayu."

"Try me in this state..." Kazama Yu trembled, suppressing the pain, trying to put on a relaxed tone, "Is it too much?"

Ji Guoyuan shook his head: "Under normal circumstances, you wouldn't tell me the truth."

The four eyes met, Kazama Yu was silent for a moment, the two just looked at each other, Kazama Yu suppressed the pain in the corners of his lips, and he still took the first step to turn his head away and admit defeat.

"The previous story does have a follow-up." He said, with a wry smile, "No one can live in this world without paying a price after losing their life. My price is probably equivalent to the existence of an extradition person, right? Because I have the blood of ghosts in my body, the resentment and pain left in the hearts of those killed by ghosts can be inspired by me and sucked away by me."

—they have entrusted me with pain and hatred.

"The price of taking it away is that I will have a dream. In the dream, I am them. When I open my eyes, it will be the moment they are killed. I will experience the pain of their death, and then, I will be killed by them. Once, to vent anger and hatred."

As Kazama Yu said, he coughed lightly. Although he looked in pain, Ji Guoyuanyi clearly noticed that his condition was much better.Compared with his more transparent figure a few days ago, he now seems to be a little more concrete.

"This is the price of living. On the way of being absorbed and killed countless times, I even wondered if I was myself, am I still the original me? So I resisted doing this. But sure enough... "

As he spoke, he gently pinched Ji Guoyuanyi's face with trembling hands, and said with a smile, "Right now, I still want to live."

The samurai born for revenge and slaying ghosts embarked on the road of salvation, and eventually died in the hands of evil spirits and rescued humans. Even death cannot be peaceful.

The gods seem to be torturing him, wanting to use him completely, from body to heart, leaving nothing left, and shattering the soul together.