No Misfortune Self-Help Guide

In the days that followed, Bai never let Wu Mi rest at the maternity house at night, but instead used meat puppets to lie there.

Wu Mi didn't have any opinion on this, but it was better to sleep in the kingdom of infinity.

The sound of cicadas gradually subsided, and the temperature gradually turned colder with the autumn rain after another, and the courtyard was covered with withered and yellow cherry tree leaves.

Because of the cooler weather, Wu Mi's condition, which had been stable for several days, worsened with hemoptysis.

But because this happens every year, Wu Mi is not too surprised. On the contrary, because of Bai's company this year, his temper is much better than before.

Originally, after the news that Qin Zi went crazy and ran away, taking care of Wu Mi had become a chore. However, the new maid who couldn’t be arranged found that Wu Mi didn’t let the maids do anything except deliver food and medicine every day. After staying longer, it would become an enviable beauty job.

Bai, who is always watching without a maid, doesn't stay in the infinite kingdom during the day, it's like going back to the time when we first met, and no one stayed in the living room to accompany Wu Mi.

"Bai, what have you prepared?"

As his birthday approached, Wu Mi sat on the couch and was still looking forward to Bai's mysterious gift.

"I've been waiting for so long, don't worry about these three days."

Birthday presents are always opened on the birthday to get the biggest surprise.

It was a shame that in previous years, the only thing he would receive on his birthday was some precious medicinal materials that he could use or not use from the owner of the house, and he wanted to know so much just because it was white.

"I'm going out to bask in the sun, and it's not suitable to go out after a few days of cold."

"Go."

Bai put a thick dress on Wu Mi, and watched him angrily walk out of the room leaning on the wall.

Because it had only rained two days ago, the courtyard was still a bit humid, and the sun was not that good, Wu Mi did not sit on the promenade as usual.

He stepped on the ground where there was still some water, and stood in the courtyard, looking at the cherry blossom trees that had almost lost all their leaves.

Although autumn is the season when everything withers, the temperature is the most suitable time. There is no air that makes the lungs uncomfortable when everything grows and sows seeds in spring, and there is no temperature in summer that seems to burn at any time, and there is no winter that is so cold that it seems to be cold. The cold that makes people sleepless.

If he hadn't been born in autumn, even if he struggled to cry when he was buried in a coffin, he probably wouldn't have had a chance to survive.

Wu Mi took another two steps towards the cherry blossom tree, Bai, how did Bai understand his mood completely differently from the others?

Standing under the cherry blossom tree, Wu Mi stretched out her hand towards the air, the pale and slender fingers revealed a not-so-strong sunlight, and finally broke the barrier, restoring the feelings that had been buried since the first meeting.

"Do you believe me?"

"I believe you."

I trust you for no reason, because...

because……

Wu Mi's eyes widened suddenly, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes without warning.

"Atonement, no misery."

That voice seemed to ring in my ears, and it seemed to ring in my heart.

Wu Can swayed, and fell heavily in front of the cherry blossom tree.

A dry branch pierced through his chest, staining his snow-white underclothes red.

"You will become an evil ghost that will cause harm to thousands of people, so go, die."

Ghost...White ghost, where is it?it hurts.

The black-haired boy kneeling under the pale sun slowly spilled blood from the corner of his mouth. He was too weak, so weak that he would not be able to withstand a little ordinary damage, like a leaf in late autumn, which would wither and wither when blown by the wind gently. .

His body was drained of all his strength and he was lying on the ground without any misfortune, his clean clothes were stained with dirty mud.

Tears poured out unstoppably from the eyes that couldn't be closed, but gradually lost their temperature.

I don't want to die, I want to work hard and live...

But it's really cold and lonely.

Miyashiki stared blankly at the sky that had become gray at some point, opening and closing his mouth silently.

"No misery."

"Muzan"

I want to see you again.

It seemed to be snowing in the sky, and the surroundings suddenly became very cold.

I will never have the chance to see you again.

The sun disappeared at some point, and the snow fell more and more in the sky, covering all the filth on the ground and washing away all the filth on Wu Mi's body.

The ribs hidden in his skirt fell to the ground.

"No misery."

Onimai Tsuji Mumi stepped on the pure white snow all the way, and knelt down beside Miyashiki Mumi.

He stretched out his palm with blood-red scars, and gently brushed off the snowflakes on Wuyou's eyelashes.

He still stared straight at the sky and refused to close it, the snowflakes formed a thin layer of ice in those crystal purple eyes.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been thinking about giving that gift on my birthday...

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you angry when we parted for the last time...

I'm sorry I didn't cure your illness...

Sorry for not being by your side all the time...

Sorry for not protecting you well...

Sorry to make you feel lonely at the end...

sorry Sorry sorry……

The soul seemed to be in pain as if it had been cut apart, a scar was split on Onimai Tsuji Mumi's arm, and bright red blood dripped on the wound on Miyashiki Mumi's chest.

It doesn't matter if it's a paradox, as long as you wake up, please, wake up...

I am also lonely.

The ghost blood soaked Miyashiki's clothes into blood, but no matter how the ghost blood infiltrated and saved it, those purple eyes still stared blankly at the sky without regaining a trace of vitality.

Sorry for getting your clothes dirty at the end.

The transparent ice sealed Muyashiki's body, and also made those empty eyes stay at this moment forever.

He's crying, he hasn't had his seventeenth birthday yet, hasn't seen the new year come, hasn't bloomed once in his short life.

The scars in the soul are a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than being burned by the sun or being cut by the sun wheel knife.

The heavy snow in late autumn seems to bury the whole world deeply, and all the once invisible things are hidden in the snow.

Wu Mi, who was frozen in the arms of Guiwu Tsuji, disappeared into the courtyard. He stood up slowly, and there were no tears on his face, but it was so sad that people felt that the heavy snow all over the sky was his tears.

"I have completed my mission, and the ghost king will disappear from now on."

The shadow standing in the cherry blossom tree appeared and disappeared, and even the voice when speaking was weird and twisted, not like one person, but many people.

The shadow sneered, "This is the will of the ghost killing team, kill the evil ghosts."

"He's just a human being."

Guiwu Tsuji's throat seemed to be weeping blood, but the shadow didn't care at all.

"He is human, but you are not, who are you—you are the ancestor of ghosts."

"Ha ha ha ha ha, because of your existence, he must die."

"The source of the Ubuyashiki family's crimes must be eradicated..."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up—"

"I" died.

Onimai Tsuji's expression went from calm at the beginning to a furious roar at the end. Solid ice spread from the root of the cherry blossom tree, freezing all the monsters that connected themselves to the tree in order to kill Wuyou.

The shadows that were only faintly visible in the snow became clear in the ice.

A shadow with several fuzzy faces trembled in the ice, trying to escape but couldn't find a way.

"Don't disturb him."

"Don't disturb us."

The entire withered cherry blossom tree shattered together with the shadows in the tree, turning into dust on the ground.

However, some lost, but can never come back.

There is no need to use the identity of Bai to avoid the unspeakable name.

"We" have only met for four months, and we haven't even seen the blooming flowers in spring together.

"You" are left alone in this lifeless season.

I know that "we" all hate this season, because "we" both hate death and the same desire to live.

It is a voice that has never been understood, heard, shouted from the soul.

However, the flowers in the mirror withered quietly, the moon in the water shattered silently, and the opposite shadow was incomplete. There is no complete soul in the world of Ghost Dance Tsuji.

He stood upright in the snow, and his body was covered with snow that could not be melted.

No matter how cold the ice and snow are, it is not as cold as the heart.

Oni Wu Tsuji was in severe pain everywhere, and even his body became a little unreal.

Am I doing something wrong?

Oni Wu Tsuji's miserable life was all about getting what he wanted.

It seems pointless to think about it now.

He returned to the kingdom of infinity, in the frozen coffin, Miyashiki Mumi still had his eyes wide open, with a sad expression on his face.

Oni Wu Tsuji Muchan stretched out his hand to touch his face across the ice.

"Yes, that's it, look at me."

"In your world, there is only me."

As if exhausted, Oni Wu Tsuji slowly lay down on the cold coffin until the world was plunged into darkness.

The world outside the Infinity Land collapsed, but the Infinity Land, which was lit with dim candles, was peaceful and peaceful.

Oni Wu Tsuji frowned deeply, as if he had fallen into a painful nightmare.

Beneath him was an empty ice coffin, and even his fingertips and hair were condensed with crushed ice.

After a long, long time, when Oni Wu Tsuji thought he would never wake up again, he just opened his eyes again.

"No misery?"

He looked in horror at the ice coffin with only an empty shell left beside him, but he couldn't find the familiar person.

"No misery!"

"No misery!"

He shouted his name, or another name of himself, in the infinite kingdom like a lunatic, but there was no response at all.

where did you go……

Oni Wu Tsuji searched frantically in the Infinite Land, but in the end all he found was a medicine powder that had never been opened and the dose was much less.

"It's you!"

He suddenly figured out something, and left the Infinite Country directly to Kiyomizu Temple.

The drug seller must know something, he must know where Wu Mi went.

The author has something to say: heartbroken

感谢在2022-02-2021:25:50~2022-02-2218:00:20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 Mu Xi;

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