It is said that Sun Pillar-sama is the god of fire

"Mr. Tanjiro, what did I do wrong?"

Yi Wozuo knelt on the ground and asked softly.

He lowered his head to look at the criss-cross tattoo marks on his arm, and his strong arm could no longer see the six sin marks that were originally imprinted on his arm.

"I am a guilty person. If the gods punish me for this and make me unable to be happy forever, I am willing to be punished."

"But—" Yiwozuo raised his head, and the depths of those eyes engraved with the words "Shangxian San" were full of despair and grief.

"It's obviously me who is guilty, but why is it my most important person who is punished?"

So did his father who committed suicide, and so did Master Qingzang and Lianxue who were murdered innocently. It was clear that they had done nothing wrong, yet they left in such a tragic way.

And he, who is full of sins, is still alive in the world even after he has turned into such a monster-like appearance.

"Mr. Tanjiro, I used to think that I had understood the answer that you didn't tell me back then." The evil ghost said sadly, "But why I still can't protect them."

"I hate being weak."

"Don't dare to fight in an upright manner, but will only secretly poison and kill Master Qingzang and Lianxue's weaklings."

"So despicable and ugly..."

The evil ghost spoke one after another, and the strong resentment buried in the words pierced the eardrums.Those orange-yellow eyes were like cats, faintly lit up in the dark night, and the viciousness and violence hidden in them still made the hairs stand on end on the back of the mouse's tail even if it was just watched.

"Weak person (me)..." The Winding Ghost suddenly laughed again, obviously still with sharp fangs and not human-like, but the smile on his lips was extremely mocking.

"Lack of self-control, self-defeating when encountering difficulties..."

Yiwozuo curled up his hand, his bluish-purple fingers were dry and strong, he could easily disembowel a weak human being.

——His hands have already been stained with the blood of an unknown number of people.

Such warm, smelly blood, dirty and filthy, turned into layers of shackles, firmly locked on his soul, and could not be removed forever.

This is his sin and the consequences he should bear.

For such a sinful man, he probably doesn't even have the qualifications to go to hell.

"I used this power that was supposed to protect others to torture and kill others."

"I defiled everything my master taught me, and I failed my father's expectations of me."

"I... didn't keep the promise I made with Lianxue."

Yi Wozuo punched himself hard in the heart.He didn't show any mercy, the hideous blood hole in his chest exploded at that moment, and the viscous ghost blood dripped down sparsely, mixed with the unstoppable salty tears on the evil ghost's face, falling drop by drop to the ground.

Like a deformed flower blooming from despair and sorrow, the blood tears slowly falling on the dust smudged a large dark trace on the ground, drop by drop piece by piece, forming a strange pattern.

"Komaji..." Kamado Tanjiro sighed and opened his mouth, but found that he seemed unable to say anything.

God loves the world. As a god, he loves his believers and loves all the suffering human beings in this world.

In order to avoid tragedies as much as possible, he has worked diligently to eliminate evil spirits for thousands of years and has never stopped.

But what if the tragedy has long been human beings themselves?

"Brother." Shuo tugged on the sleeves of the red-haired young man with some concern, the young man pursed his lips, looking at Kamado Tanjirou's cherry pink eyes full of concern.

Tanjiro seems to be familiar with the wounded ghost in front of him - Ratio doesn't want to think about why Tanjiro, who is a pillar, recognizes the ghost who has lived for an unknown number of years, and has no intention of exploring.

Even he, an unrelated person, was depressed by the grief that could completely crush people in Yiwoza, and his eyes couldn't help being sore, so what about Tanjiro, who is familiar with the ghost of Uzuru?

"Sir, my crime is unforgivable." Yi Wozuo lowered his head and covered the wriggling wound, the fine granulation was connected to each other, but most of it was healed in the blink of an eye.

Yi Wozuo tried in vain to block the wound with his hands, preventing the heart from healing—but it was useless.

So what if the wound never heals?

He is a ghost, a ghost that will not die no matter what except the sun and the sun wheel knife.

"I have such a heavy sin, even if I am reincarnated, I am no longer qualified to be with the master and the others."

Yi Wozuo laughed at himself, with a dull and bitter smile on his lips.

He is willing to sacrifice eternal life and suffering in hell in exchange for the safety and happiness of the reincarnation of the person he cherishes.

"No." Kamado Tanjiro clenched the knife at his waist, his tightly pursed lips turned white.

He interrupted the words of the winding ghost, and the pair of maroon eyes reflected the figure of the evil ghost kneeling on the ground in a state of embarrassment at the moment, and the depth of the eyes was still soft and comforted a hundred years ago.

"The guilty Yiwozuo was defeated by me just now." He lowered his hand and gently stroked the gradually cold scabbard, with a soft and gentle smile.

"So, if there is a reincarnation, Komaji will definitely be with Lianxue."

'As a sinner, you have been killed by my fists just now! '

The red-haired young man's words coincided with the voice in his ears for an instant, and Yi Wozuo opened his eyes wide. The tears that had been gradually drying up now began to flow for some reason. The warm, salty tears flowed into the corners of his mouth, which should be bitter Yi Wozuo couldn't help but smile.

The faint morning light dyed the thick dark clouds in the sky into golden colors, and the tenacious sunlight that fell through was like a sword tearing apart the heavy night, and sprinkled the world with vibrant hope.

Yiwozuo looked at the ray of light from a distance, the depths of his eyes seemed to be in severe pain like being burned, but even so he was still unwilling to look away.

He seemed to see his father and Master Qingzang from that untraceable distance.

He wanted to run towards them, but his legs seemed to be firmly bound in place by a heavy chain, so heavy that he couldn't even get up.

Daylight is approaching.For human beings, the sunlight that can disperse warmth and symbolize hope is a life-threatening spell in the eyes of evil spirits.

The fear that originated from the depths of the soul exploded in the bottom of my heart in an instant, Yi Wozuo leaned down, the flesh on his chest was bloody and bloody from his grasp, and the other hand was firmly pressed on the soil, the veins on the hand were bulging, and the tense Five fingers scratched deep marks on the ground.

don't run away.

he said to himself.

There is no longer any escape.

He has acted like a coward, giving up on himself, avoiding pain for too long, and committing so many unforgivable mistakes.

This time, like a real strong man, let's face the sunlight that can completely liberate him.

May his sin be completely burned away in the sun.

May his soul be purified in the blazing fire of karma.

The bones on the body made a strange crackling sound, and the muscles all over the body twitched and contracted unconsciously, as if they were trying their best to stop the behavior of the body owner who wanted to die.

Yiwozuo stood up, his posture was weird, and he walked towards the sunlight step by step, as if he was dragging something extremely heavy, but the expression on his face was extremely determined.

'Mr. Komaji...'

He stretched out his hands, as if he was going to hug someone, he opened his arms and closed them again.

"Welcome home, sir."

In a trance, the girl with the imprint of snowflakes in her eyes also smiled and hugged him tightly, with a happy and peaceful smile on her face.

Tears overflowed from her eye sockets, and the tears fell on Yiwozuo, as if they could scald a big hole in his heart, hot and scalding.

"Hmm." He replied softly, it should have been said that the ghost's painful sunlight shone on his body like a raging fire, but what he brought did not bring the pain as imagined, but was as soft and warm as being immersed in warm water. "I'm back."

Obviously his body fell apart under such a bright and soft sunlight, but Yi Wozuo showed a smile.He can't feel the body that is gradually overflowing, but only feels that the soul is floating, as if he wants to follow the girl in front of him, and go to the unknown shore together.

Purgatory Xingshourou and the three teenagers, who were tense and almost couldn't hold back their knives due to Yiwozuo's sudden movement, looked at the evil spirit actively pursuing death under the sun in shock. I watched the evil spirit gradually disappear, unable to say a word.

Kamado Tanjiro opened his eyes wide, and the world reflected in the eyes of the gods was different from ordinary people. Maybe it was his illusion, or maybe it was really the soul of Liyuki who had been by Komaji's side all the time. At that moment, he seemed to see The two hugged each other tightly.

The eye sockets were unconsciously moist, Kamado Tanjirou took a deep breath, the crimson eyes reflected the bright sunlight like golden light.

He looked up, and there seemed to be a hazy figure flickering in the distance.He couldn't see the expressions on those people's faces clearly, but somehow felt that they should be smiling.

'Thanks. There seemed to be a voice of thanks from the remnant soul in his ear, Kamado Tanjiro opened his mouth slightly, for some reason he couldn't help but wanted to shout at Yiwoza who had almost completely disappeared in the sun:

"Komaji's Komaru is Komainu's Komarow!"

He shouted with all his strength, "So, in the next life, you will be able to protect Lianxue and Mr. Qingzang!"

"If there is an afterlife, Komaji and Lianxue will definitely become the happiest couple in the world!"

This is the prayer of the gods.

It is the promise of the gods.

Even though most of his body had dissipated, Yiwoza still seemed to have heard what Kamado Tanjirou said.

The evil ghost only had half of his face left, but he still smiled and moved his lips silently with relief.

'Thank you very much. '

The smell of gratitude wafted into Kamado Tanjirou's nostrils without missing a beat.

'That's enough. '

"Infinite City."

Yiwozuo could barely utter a sound, but these words suddenly exploded in the hearts of several people present like a thunderbolt.

"If you want to defeat Lord Wu Mi, you must find Infinite City."

He seemed to remember something again, the numbers in his eyes faded at some point, and only a pair of orange eyes were left quietly looking at Kamado Tanjiro.

"Mr. Tanjiro, Master Wuyou has been..."

The evil ghost carried unfinished words, and the sin deeply entangled in the soul was wiped out under the sun, leaving only the most pure and clear part floating around in this world along with the people who have long passed away.

The author has something to say: So sure enough, I think the ending of the third brother's self-liberation is the most perfect.

This time, don't let Wu Mi come out to disrupt the situation. The young lovers come out together and you insist on breaking up. This will be punished by God!

This chapter was written by listening to Lan Ruo Tara, so I also hope that the third brother's soul can be truly purified.

The lucky one in the previous chapter is Xuenuozi, the red envelope has been sent, please pay attention to check~

这一章的幸运儿是谁呢？感谢在2021-04-0922:59:45~2021-04-1019:17:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Wuze;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!