The vest is played on the face of the card

Before Oni Wu Tsuji came here, he had made multiple guarantees.

He split a part of his body and kept it somewhere.In a sense, this is equivalent to another self.If something unexpected happens, he can still rely on that part to resurrect.

It's not surprising that Wu Mi would be so cautious.

Ji Guoyuanyi relies on unrivaled strength, and his sword is the unrivaled sun. Where the sun shines, creatures like ghosts will no longer have a chance to survive.But Yuto Sakurai is different, his strength does not make Wu Mi feel a sense of crisis.

See, just like this.

The man who was lifted up by Wu Mi had a ferocious expression that was almost indistinguishable, with fangs protruding from his mouth.Although he still retains some human physical features, it is clear that he is no longer human.

It was so terrifying that the people around took a step back, then ran away screaming.

Usually there would not be so many people here, except during the New Year, when seeing the surrounding scene, Sakurai Yuto subconsciously wanted to transform.But the people who fled in a hurry have completely lost the concept of law and order, their screams and cries became one.

Newly born ghosts have no moral concepts, they only remember the hunger in their stomachs.Driven by such desires, they lose their minds and attack those around them unconditionally in order to satisfy their own appetites.

This is what Wu Mi likes to see the most.

Humans eat animals, animals eat weaker animals, and weaker animals eat grass and trees.This is nothing to be ashamed of, anyone will have the desire to live, maybe that crazy look is the truest self - who knows.

For the evil spirits transformed by him, their new life has just begun.

This is good.

The chaotic crowd separated Sakurai Yuto and Onimai Tsuji Mucan, with the ghost as the center, the surrounding crowd scattered, and Wumi stood aside, he looked at everything in front of him coldly, only felt that now Yuuto Sakurai became less interesting to him again.

Sakurai Yuto fell into pain, he looked at the person in front of him and tried his best to calm him down.But this person has already turned into a distorted appearance from the deepest part of his body. He is no longer a human being. It was not out of his will, but all this cannot be changed.

When Wu Mi realized that Sakurai Yuto was angry, he still felt a little strange.

It is said that the anger of human beings can enhance their strength, but Yuto Sakurai neither knows how to breathe, nor does he have a sun blade on his body. No matter how angry he is, he has nothing to do with him as a ghost.Before coming here, he had already taken safety measures, and everything was ready, so he had nothing to be afraid of.

Wu Mi said to Sakurai Yuto in the crowd, "Long time no see?"

He said it tentatively.

Yuto Sakurai was really completely unaware of the temptation from Wu Mi, he stared at Wu Mi viciously, holding the dark green ticket in his hand.

Wu Mi said: "Are you going to be my enemy? I suggest you don't do this kind of thing here."

When Wu Mi said this, his tone was very gentle, as if he was really thinking about him.Wu Mi pointed to the people around him, and he said, "If you want to fight, you will turn into that...green look? I can't say, but you are not like a human being at all."

Sakurai Yuto didn't listen to him at all, he transformed silently, and after inserting a card into his belt, he turned back into that green knight again.

Wu Jing said with great interest: "You look more like a ghost than me now, don't you?"

Wuyou pretended to show some terrified expressions.

But at this moment, those passers-by were attacked by the newly born ghost, and their spirits were already tense to the extreme.When Yuto Sakurai appeared in front of them, they couldn't tell who was human.

An ordinary person tremblingly picked up a wooden stick and knocked it on the head of the evil spirit.Of course, the hardness of the wooden stick doesn't have much effect, but obviously the newborn ghost's strength is not very good. After being hit on the head by the wooden stick, he fell into a momentary confusion.

This greatly encouraged the others, and they also walked towards Sakurai Yuto with their sticks in their hands. They raised their sticks high and said, "You evil spirit!"

When the stick fell, they heard the muffled groan of a child.

Komaji stood in front of Yuuto, blocking the falling stick with his arm.When he blocked the falling wooden stick, his carefully covered wrist was still inevitably exposed.

The people became even more angry, and the man at the head had a grim expression: "You bastard, stealing things is fine on weekdays, but now is the time to drive away the evil spirits, but you want to protect the evil spirits... You are simply hopeless. "

Komaji didn't show any weakness at all, he looked up at the person in front of him: "You say I protect evil spirits? It seems that older people will also have degraded eyesight, can't you tell who is an evil spirit?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was picked up by the collar and put aside.When he blocked the wooden stick with his arm just now, Komaji exerted a little strength, his bones were fine for the time being, but there was a red and swollen mark left on his skin.

No one wants to admit that they are wrong, what's more, if it is a human being, it should have the appearance of a human being, so how could it be possible to become like this in an instant?

Komaji couldn't convince those people, and the redness on his arm made him grin his teeth in pain.Yuuto put him aside, glanced at Komaji's wound, and took a silent step forward.

The stars of the night were illuminating him.

Komaji asked, "You're different from them. Where are you from?"

Sakurai Yuto pointed to the stars in the sky.

Komaji asked in confusion, "Altair?"

In fact, in winter nights, you can't see Altair at all.Komaji didn't go to school, and no one told him this common sense. The word Altair was mentioned by him by chance.

Sakurai Yuto finally spoke, his voice was muffled, speaking with such a posture, no one could see the expression on his face.

"Long life is a curse. No terror can last. Maybe one day in the future, even humans can rival the gods and create the sun. In the barbaric era, no one could have imagined that humans would become the masters of the world."

After he said such a long paragraph, Gui Wu Tsuji stood not far away.He glanced at the sky, even though it was night, the restlessness of being illuminated by the sun still lingered in his heart.

Wu Mi said: "I will become a perfect creature. The things you said will never happen. I will live forever, longer than anyone else."

Sakurai Yuto said: "If you are a good person, you will live a good life. If you are born with evil, you will live a sinful life. Not bad is not bad."

Ghost Dance Tsuji said impatiently: "What do you know? Don't say it as if you understand everything... Ah, I forgot, no human being can stay young for such a long time, right?"

So Sakurai Yuto finally understood why the Wu Mi he saw at the beginning had such a strange attitude.

Wu Mi probably met him in different time periods, and he understood this ability to transcend time as eternal life.

Even if Wu Mi of this era is eradicated, as long as the source is not resolved, many people will still suffer the same pain as these people in the future.

Yuto said, "Komaji, no one can carry hatred and anger forever."

Komaji asked inexplicably: "Why do you know my name? Why did you suddenly say such things to me?"

Yoo Doo said, "If you are forgotten, you probably won't have a future."

Standing in front of Muma Onimai Tsuji, Sakurai Yuto made the most brilliant cut so far.

Wu Mi was reduced to ashes in front of him, and he had already prepared this way of escape.

He had no intention of fighting Yuuto, and he was thinking that if he could eat Yuuto into his stomach, maybe he could be like him.

But Sakurai Yuto's knife was more powerful than he imagined.Wuyou casually grabbed the human being who had just turned into a ghost in front of him, and when he had completely absorbed him, he barely escaped relying on the body he had prepared in advance.

It didn't make sense that Yuuto didn't chase after him.He will go to the more distant past and kill this original ghost.

When he undoes his transformation, all memories related to him will disappear tonight.Yuto Sakurai watched as the ticket in his hand turned into powder and dissipated into the air.

He simply made a gesture of worship, for the stranger who was implicated innocently and became a ghost.

After zero o'clock, it is a new year.

People forget everything, they start to celebrate the new year again after a short period of ignorance.Regarding those things just now, they disappeared into the wind along with the ticket.

That's... probably fine.

"Yuto."

Yuto's footsteps stopped, as if he didn't hear clearly, he turned his head.

Then the voice called again: "Sakurai Yuto."

Yuuto turned his head and saw Komaji's bewildered face.

Komaji didn't expect Yuuto to really turn around, he said awkwardly: "When I saw you, this name automatically popped up in my brain... You look familiar, where did we meet?"

Sakurai Yuto stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Komaji's head, but finally he let it go.

He said, "Thank you."

Komaji just felt that the person in front of him was too strange, whether it was the look in his eyes or the words he said, all of them were things he couldn't understand.Komaji has never been the kind of person who can hide his words, he said bluntly: "What are you thanking me for?"

Sakurai Yuto thought about it.

Just when Komaji thought he would not speak, Sakurai Yuto's palm finally landed on his head.Because those hands were so warm, Komaji didn't even have the strength to resist, he looked up at the young man in front of him.

He was still thin and his cheeks were sunken, but just standing there made him feel an unparalleled sense of security, as if as long as he stood here, no one would be able to hurt him.

The young man said, "Thank you for remembering my name."

This man is so strange——

It was so strange that Komaji couldn't help but want to shed tears just by looking at him.But his memory was empty, he obviously didn't know the person in front of him.

The young man turned to leave.

There was a voice in Komaji's heart urging him to stop him.He didn't know why he had such an idea, but at this time, he chose to follow his heart, just like what he did every past day, in those times he couldn't remember.

For Komaji at this moment, this sentence was a bit too intimate.

"When we meet next time, I'll prepare food for you."

Sakurai Yuto turned his head, he looked at Komaji: "Do you remember my preference?"

"I don't know at all," Komaji said, "so you must tell me yourself. If I forget, then tell me again, until I never forget."