No Misfortune Self-Help Guide

The goose-feather-like snow covered the sky, as if it was going to annihilate the world.

Oni Wu Tsuji stepped on the knee-deep snow and banged on the gate of Kiyomizu Temple.

He suppressed the anxiety mixed with some expectations, but he had to think of the drug seller and resisted the urge to break the door.

"...May I ask why the benefactor came here in the snow?"

The monk who pushed open the temple gate was a little surprised to see Guiwu Tsujimu's snow-like white hair.

"Is the medicine seller here? I want to find him."

The anxious look and bloodshot eyes made the monk couldn't help but take a step back, "Benefactor, this is a monastery, and there are no drug sellers."

"Have you forgotten? Two months ago, he came here to stay overnight."

"Kiyomizu Temple will not receive people staying overnight after nightfall."

The monk closed the door of the monastery again, "The almsgiver has too much obsession, don't be possessed, please go back."

The scarlet courtyard gate closed again in front of Wu Mian.

Luoxue absorbed the sounds between heaven and earth, and Wu Mi had never felt so quiet around her.

The medicine seller's breath could not be sensed at all, and Wu Mian could tell from the door keeper that he was not lying.

But two months ago, he clearly saw the medicine seller come to Qingshui Temple with his own eyes, made a deal with him for an unknown price, and then stayed here.

At that time, with Wu Mi on his back, he wrote Ema in front of the monastery, and the summer night air was still a little hot.

summer night?summer?

Wu Mi was stunned suddenly, and looked up at the heavy snow all over the sky.

The blood ghost technique about ice and snow was the second shackle he broke in anger after Wu Mi was killed, but he just came out of the infinite kingdom, and he never used the blood ghost technique to change the weather on such a large scale.

Information that had been overlooked suddenly became clear.

It is winter now, and only in winter will there be such a heavy snowfall.

The two months before winter were autumn, not summer as he had seen the pharmacist.

Guiwu Tsuji looked at his snow-white palm without pain, and he didn't fall into the strange illusion before falling asleep.

Judging from Kiyomizu Temple and the clothes of the monks, this is still the Heiankyo era, but how long has he slept in the infinite country?What time is it now?

Onimai Tsuji did not return to the land of infinity, nor did he move fast in the snow, but slowly walked down the snow step by step along the steps in front of Kiyomizu Temple that he once walked with Miyashiki on his back.

Since gaining strength, he has never walked so slowly, so slow that after taking a few steps, the footprints behind him are covered again by heavy snow.

If it was the drug sold by the drug dealer that saved his life, why couldn't he also protect Miyayashiki?

How can the unknown price be filled?

Oni Wu Tsuji walked aimlessly through the deepening snow, there was no sun in the sky, and there was no one on the street.

Everything around him should be familiar to him, but they look so strange in the snow, so strange that Wu Mi has the feeling that he is the only one in the world.

Winter nights always come very early, but this time there is no joy, Wu Cang watched the orange candles light up one after another, one after another, and slowly stopped in front of a mansion.

He returned to the obstetrician's house again.

After avoiding all the servants unobtrusively, Onimai Tsuji stood in the courtyard of the obstetric house.

In fact, when it snows, it is far less cold than when it melts, but when the snowflakes are falling continuously, the smell in the air is easily covered up.

It wasn't until he got closer that Guiwu Tsuji Wucan smelled a very faint smell of blood hidden behind the falling snow.

That taste is so memorable, so haunting, so incredible.

Guiwu Tsuji's pupils contracted, and the speed of walking in the snow was no longer visible. He rushed over in a few steps and opened the familiar door.

"No misery!"

Oni Wu Tsuji stood in front of the door in a daze, looking at the boy who half sat up from the quilt.

"Who...cough cough..."

Miyayashiki Mumi put his hands on his mouth, the blood dripping from between his fingers dripped on the quilt, his black curly hair and a pair of purple eyes stared viciously at the stranger who suddenly barged in.

The cold wind that poured into the room from the door made his body shiver uncontrollably, and the painful cough sounded continuously, just listening to it made people feel like they couldn't breathe.

Realizing that he shouldn't just open the door to talk like this, Onimai Tsuji closed the door, stepped forward and grabbed Muyashiki's wrist.

The temperature is higher than ice and snow, the pulse is beating, and the blood is flowing.

"You are... a disrespectful person from where."

Mibuyashiki looked wearily at the stranger who suddenly broke into his living room with a lot of snow on his body.

If it was normal, he would have scolded him angrily, and asked the handyman to drive the homeless man away, but today he is really uncomfortable, his chest hurts even when he breathes, and he can't summon the strength to speak loudly.

Onimai Tsuji Musai pinned the stray hair from Miyashiki Musan's forehead behind his ears, and wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief little by little.

"I... I'm not rude, are you angry?"

Are you still angry that I didn't protect you well?

Onimai Tsuji Muyou carefully answered Miyashiki's question.

Unexpectedly, Muyashiki's purple pupils suddenly dilated, as if shocked by Onimai Tsuji's words, with an expression of disbelief.

He withdrew his hand from Onimai Tsuji's, and the expression on his face suddenly became gloomy.

Onimai Tsuji Mumi just knelt down on the tatami, watching Miyashiki Mumi hugging the stove, pulling the quilt on himself, and curled up with his back to him.

Onimai Tsuji is alive, and Ubuyashiki is also alive.

As long as you're alive, it doesn't matter.

Miyashiki Muchan hugged the stove, but he couldn't dispel the coldness in his limbs.

His eyes closed and opened again, obviously he should be resting, and because the stranger who suddenly broke in had a strong sense of presence, he couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye.

Why, why only him...

After thinking so much, he couldn't fall asleep. Turning over, the rude man with white hair still didn't seem to want to leave on his own.

Onimai Tsuji Muyou stretched out a hand towards Miyashiki Muyou.

What does it mean?

The five hearts in Onimui Tsuji's body were beating rapidly, and the blood that was sent to the whole body was also under more pressure, flowing rapidly in the blood vessels, and quietly heating up.

Miyashiki Muye didn't care about the hand stretched out in front of his eyes, so Onimai Tsuji Muye spontaneously held his hand.

Then that warm palm hung down without bones as if it had melted away, and it melted softly into a mass of red that could flow, entangled Wu Mi's hand, the whole body of the wrist...until it replaced the bedding to wrap Wu Mi , leaving only the head exposed.

This scene is so eerie and frightening that it seems that Muyashiki has been devoured by a monster and only his head is left.

Although it looked terrible, Wu Mi only felt the unattainable warmth in winter.

Muyashiki, who was wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis, stared blankly at the rude man who showed an inhuman appearance in front of him.

Next to his ears were the beating sound of the unknown flesh and blood tissue covering his body, the sound of blood flowing from the depths, and the meaningless words of the person in front of him.

"Wu Mi, I'll take you out of here."

Muyashiki opened his mouth, looked at the eyes of the man in front of him who seemed to be hiding many emotions, and opened his mouth slowly.

"who are you?"

Onimai Tsuji's expression became blank in this sentence.

"You don't remember..."

He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, so Wu Mi was not angry with his attitude, nor was he joking, he really forgot.

In Mibuyashiki's memory, there is no white ghost.

Did this world die, or did Wu Mi die?

Then why didn't he forget all this?

"what happened to you?"

Why, why did you make that expression in front of me, as if the world had come to an end?

Why are you confessing to me?

Why is my heart suddenly so heavy?

Since the first meeting, I have said sorry inexplicably, what are you talking about, and who are you talking about...

However, Ubayashiki did not receive any answer.

Just looking at those red plum-colored eyes, the sadness will overwhelm him.

Even though he was listening to the non-stop voice under that layer of blood-colored tissue at this moment, and felt it drive away the chill from his body, he didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart.

"You let me go."

Miyashiki Mumi's voice trembled at some point, and the tears in her purple eyes rolled down uncontrollably, soaking the bloody tissue beside the pillow.

"You...don't cry."

As if being scalded by teardrops, Onimai Tsuji Mumi panickedly withdrew his arm wrapped in a quilt that wrapped Miyashiki Mumi.

"Sorry……"

Oni Wu Tsuji reached out to wipe his tears, but wiped more and more.

"Sorry, I'm a white ghost, I want to take you to the best pharmacist and heal you."

"I shouldn't have said so many strange things in front of you."

"it's all my fault."

Onimai Tsuji Muye tightly closed his eyes, and tremblingly hugged Miyashiki Muye's thin body.

At this moment, he finally truly felt that nothing had changed for Mibuyashiki, he just forgot, some things from the past.

"...Take me away."

Miyashiki Mumi's tears blurred his vision long ago, he lightly thumped the white ghost on the back, and tried hard to breathe the somewhat cold air, looking as if he would faint at any moment due to being out of breath.

"Okay, let's go."

The white ghost hugged Wu Mi, and the two disappeared together in the house of the obstetrician.

Ubayashiki grabbed the white ghost's shoulder, trying not to let the depression in his chest rush up, lest he really faint from crying.

In fact, the white ghost didn't quite hear what Miyashiki said just now, but only vaguely remembered the name, and the white ghost said to take him to the doctor, and then he yelled for the white ghost to take him away for some reason.

"This is my infinite country, we will live here from now on, if you still want to return to Sanyashiki's house..."

"I don't want to go back."

Wu Mi's mood calmed down a lot, and somehow felt that the previous self was crying for no reason, and it was embarrassing.

"Okay, leave the rest to me."

The white ghost stroked Wu Mi's hair, "You can enter all the rooms here, open the door in the corresponding direction, and you can go to the corresponding place, open and close twice in a row, and you will come directly to me."

"I see."

Wu Mi's vision finally became clearer. He looked around the chaotic and upside-down building, and the huge infinite country that couldn't see the edge, and his attention was immediately attracted.

"The arrangement of the rooms here is in accordance with the layout of a normal mansion. Each group of rooms is surrounded by a kitchen, medicine room, and wind room... You can sleep in any room you want."

The white ghost talked a lot about the kingdom of infinity, Wu Mi let go of the hand holding the white ghost's shoulder, tentatively opened a door, and stepped out——

The surrounding scene changed, and Wu Mi stood alone in an empty living room. He looked back and saw the white ghost standing upside down in the room behind him, opening and closing his mouth to say something, but no sound came from him.

His hand on the door gradually tightened, his expression blank.

In the room of the Ubuyashiki family, which originally belonged to Wu Mi, a mass of blood writhed and grew on the bedding, gradually turning into a "Wu Mi" appearance.

It's just that this brand new "Wu Mi" has white hair that shouldn't appear at this age.

He familiarly opened the closet and changed into Miyashiki's clothes, and then lay back on the quilt.

"maid--"

"Ah, master, why is your hair turning white? Is it because you are sicker? I'll help you find a pharmacist now."

The maid who hurried over looked at her young master who had turned white all night, and covered her mouth in shock.

"I feel very good now. I don't need to find a pharmacist. Now the door is tripled, and there will be no sunlight here in the future."

"Wu Mi" then turned to look at the maid, and finally did not forget to cough twice.

"Master..."

The maid didn't immediately follow what "Wu Mi" said, but looked at him incredulously, "Master, can you hear me?"

Controlled by the white ghosts, the meat puppet who will succeed Wuyou and continue to live in the house of Yuyashiki suddenly froze.

What does can hear talking mean?

No misery, can't you hear it?

The white ghost looked at Miyashiki Mumi standing upside down opposite him in the infinite kingdom, with a painful expression on his face.

"Wu Mi, tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Weren't we still having a normal conversation before?Why can't you hear me?In fact, you are lying to those servants, right?

However, even with such anticipation in his heart, Wu Mi still didn't answer him.

Wuyou stared at the slightly parted and closed lips of the white ghost, but no matter what, he couldn't understand the upside-down lips.

There is still no sound in his world.

Obviously not long ago, he heard the sound of blood flowing, the sound of pulse beating, and the sound of white ghosts talking.

Although born frail and deaf, Wu Mian quickly learned to speak and learn to read lips.

His intellect was one reason, but waking up in his sleep, at certain vague moments, he thought he too had heard the voices of the world.

Just like this time, after he met the white ghost, he really heard the voice again.

However, after taking a step forward, he realized that he had not recovered his hearing. He was still living in a silent world, unable to understand anyone's words without the words on his lips.

From beginning to end, none of this has changed.

The author has something to say: ... I killed myself and seriously injured, lost my dream, this is two chapters combined