The vest is played on the face of the card

Life filled life.

At the right time, many years later, Wu Mi is still alive.He will have a long life, so long that no one can match him, so long that even he himself has forgotten that he was once a human being a long time ago.

It was an unusual day when all the blood in his body had been replaced.

At that time, Yuto Sakurai was preparing to leave this era. He did nothing, but found that his precarious popularity had once again returned to zero.

Sakurai Yuto asked the system: [I think this task may not be completed. 】

The system thought about it, and he said: [If it is Wu Mi, it is probably a good thing. 】

Before they went back, they went to a ceremony held at the Ubuyashiki mansion.

The Ubuyashiki family usually does not have such an energy-intensive New Year ceremony. In previous years, Wu Mi was in poor health. Holding this kind of ceremony during the New Year will not only not play its due role, but will also make Master Wu Mi Heart bored.

But this time is different.

The physical condition of Master Wu Mi is really bad, they sincerely pray for Wu Mi.The real blessing is naturally to let the gods hear their prayers during the New Year.Only in this way can Young Master Wu Mi's health really recover.

On such a night, people pray for the new year.

The gods really favored this place tonight.

No one can know that their prayers were really heard by the gods.When the Buddha bell rang for the first time, the filthy atmosphere in the mansion was swept away.Generally speaking, the entire Miyayashiki family will deliberately do some good deeds on weekdays to help poor families nearby.

But such a family who has done good deeds from generation to generation has produced a person like Wu Mi.

It was almost the incarnation of sin. In his heart, he no longer had any compassion for human beings.If it is to be able to live, even if it is to use other people's lives to extend his life, he will not hesitate.

After all, he is just selfish to the extreme.If he didn't do anything wrong, he was born with a weak body that made him suffer too much. For this sake, maybe he might have a normal afterlife.

But he had made a big mistake after all.

The second Buddha bell was rang.

All the filth of the Ubayashiki family will be cleaned up. From then on, the family does not have to bear the sins that do not belong to them to live, and the people in the family do not have to imagine their own death from the beginning of birth.

The third Buddha bell rang.

At that moment, Wu Mi's body shattered, and the body he had nourished with the flesh and blood of others these days was constantly shattering.

Without any warning, these things just happened in a flash.

When Wu Mi was seriously ill last year, he didn't have the strength to get up, so he put a small bell in the room.When he feels pain, he just needs to ring the small bell, and the people outside his room will come out to serve him.

He shook the bell as hard as he could.

But tonight is too lively, his weak voice was not heard by anyone.

Wu Mi realized that maybe this was his own death date.Just thinking about the word death, he felt a wave of fear rising in his chest.

No, no, how could he lose his life in this kind of place...!

Wu Mi struggled to get out of the room.

Obviously, eternal life is close at hand, and he is only one step away from becoming a perfect creature, but at this time, he has no way to act anymore.

He used both hands and feet, crawling forward like a spider, but he moved his body forward like this, but in the end he couldn't go far.As he walked forward, the flesh on his body bloomed like a flower.

In this yard, there are no flowers blooming all year round.Wu Mi's health is not good, and if he inhales some pollen, it will cause obvious allergic symptoms.

But now, this small house finally has some bright colors.

It was a crimson flower made of Wuyou's flesh and blood. The color of this flower was more beautiful than any other flower, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.It was obviously born from an extremely ugly human body, but when the blood flowed out of the room, the most magnificent flowers bloomed in the snow so far.

Amidst the tinnitus, Wu Mi heard a voice from afar.

It was extremely noisy, accompanied by the sound of bells, one by one passed into his ears.

That was obviously a common Buddha bell, but it was extremely ear-piercing to hear now.Wu Mi covered his ears, but it didn't work. Accompanied by the Buddha bell, his body collapsed faster, and severe pain spread through his limbs.

First he couldn't feel his hands, and then Wu Mi found that he couldn't move his feet either.In the end, he could only lie on the cold floor.

The only place he still has feeling is in his head.

But at this moment, what his brain conveyed to him was only an atmosphere full of death.This is more desperate than any of his attacks.

Wu Mi tried to make a sound, but his throat could no longer make any sound.It was as if an invisible existence had clamped his throat, making him unable to utter a sound. His eyes had long since lost sight, and at this moment, Wu Mi began to ring violently in his ears.

When the tinnitus reached its peak, all he could feel was the buzzing world. He seemed to be some kind of animal being kept in captivity, and he couldn't think at first.

In the ambiguity of being miserable, I still want to live.

He wants to live more truly than anyone else.But can he really be considered human in his current appearance?He was already paralyzed, blind in both eyes, unable to make a sound, and his ears were already showing signs of deafness.

Suddenly, everything felt warmer.

He seemed to have returned to the feeling he had when he was first conceived by his mother, as if he was wrapped in amniotic fluid.Wu Mi was in such a situation, he thought, if he could survive, even if he became what he is now, he would be able to accept it.

No matter what became, no matter what happened, he wanted to live.

He struggled to open his eyes and continued to listen to the movement in the distance.However, at the end of the New Year's dance, the music stopped abruptly.In the pitch-black world, Wu Mi felt that his sense of hearing had become so sharp that he could almost hear the conversations of the servants.

"Can the New Year's exorcism dance really make Master Wu Mi recover physically?"

"I don't know, but if the merciful gods can hear our prayers, they will definitely be able to answer our requests."

Wu Mi can no longer understand too long sentences.

He heard noisy voices around him, and the last thing he could understand was the word "healing".So he showed a satisfied smile. His body was soaked in blood, which looked weird and terrifying, but when he fantasized about his healthy appearance, he showed a satisfied smile.

Ahh, he will recover.

He'll be a creature beyond man, he'll have immense power, he'll have more time than anyone else.

Wu Mi slowly closed his eyes amidst such fantasies.

Although it is already the New Year, the snow has not yet melted and the night is freezing cold.Wu Mi closed his eyes, he was sleeping in front of the door of his room, he was only one step away from opening the door, there was a hole in the paper door, the wind was blowing snowflakes in, and the temperature in the room was very high. Come down soon.

The warm body also cooled down, and finally was frozen hard.

No one knew the truth of the matter was so ridiculous.

Wu Mi died on New Year's Day, and no one noticed it when he passed away.He usually gets up very late, and if someone disturbs his sleep, he will naturally lose his temper, and the person who wakes him will be unlucky.He happened to be the kind of person who slept so lightly that he could hear even the slightest sound.

So, every morning, even in his yard, no one dared to go in.

The crowd waited until noon, but they still didn't wait until Wu Mian lost his temper and scolded everyone, they were extremely worried.When someone pushed open the door, they only saw Wu Mi sleeping in the room with a contented smile on his lips.

What did he dream about?

One thing that is certain is that disease is a thing of the living.If sinners are destined to go to hell to be punished, even if it is for them to suffer in hell for a long time, the pain of their birth will no longer exist.

From a certain point of view, this can be regarded as Wu Mi's wish being fulfilled, right?

But these are things that no one can remember.

Yuto Sakurai was already on the time train at this time, and he first went to the era of Komaji.

When he got off the car, he was still standing at the door of the pawn shop.Yuto was wearing his favorite clothes, the time train was warm as spring, he was wearing short sleeves, when he got off the train, he didn't expect that it was winter outside the train.

He was shivering from the cold, so he put a piece of clothing on him.

When Yuuto turned his head, he saw the boy in the white exercise uniform showing a shy smile to him.His eyelashes were that rare pink, and there was only one of them among Yuuto's acquaintances.

Yuuto hesitated for a moment, then he asked, "Komaji?"

Komaji scratched his hair: "You know me...then there's nothing you can do. You'll catch a cold if you wear so little in winter. If you have nowhere to go, you might as well rest at my place for a night."

The boy said so.

Sakurai Yuto hesitated for a moment, he suddenly realized that the other party should not know him.

But everything didn't seem so bad. When he followed Komaji back, he found that the other's residence was no longer that dilapidated place.He said loudly, "Qingzang, do you have anything to eat?"

"Stinky boy, please call me master." Soon someone replied, "There are still mushrooms for the morning, do you want to eat?"

Komaji turned around, and he said, "I always feel... shiitake mushrooms are very suitable for you."

After Wu's tragic death, the futures that he interfered with all gained a new direction because of this.Sakurai Yuto looked at the boy in front of him, he was so vague that he didn't even notice that the other party said the word "shiitake".He nodded vigorously.

Therefore, the popularity, which was always 0, finally began to climb slowly.