Curse of the Eye of the Dead

There is a big difference between Uo in the human period and him in the mantra period. Although they have the same appearance, they give people a completely different impression.

It's not just a matter of hair color and skin color, the more important difference is spirit and temperament.

The mantra is depressed and gloomy, and even if he smiles, his eyes will carry the indelible weight of the years.

It's like an old beast whose spine has been broken. Although its claws and fangs are still sharp and dangerous, it can no longer straighten its body. Its description is full of desolation and vicissitudes, and it no longer cares whether its appearance is neat or not.

But Uo in the human period was the complete opposite.

The unextinguished sun has the most dazzling brilliance. He is a noble son who grew up in a family, a beacon and hope.

Uso, the undead who let go of the shackles, probably combined the two.

Although not as relaxed and confident as before, he was no longer overwhelmed with guilt.

And the combination of the thickness formed by the years and the gentle and gentle man in the human period immediately washed away the sense of depression that the curse spirit Uogi gave people, and made people sigh in a trance when they were panicked——Uosheng was indeed only 21 years old before he died ah.

21 years old, this is in modern times, and he has not graduated from university yet.

Gojo Satoru, who hastily withdrew his hand, stared round like a frightened cat, opened his mouth, stared at the undead opposite him and remained silent for a few seconds, before realizing what happened after a while.

So Gojo Satoru showed a rare expression of disbelief, he quickly turned his head to look at Chacha, paused for a second, then sighed, pursed his lips and wiped his face again.

"Hi, sir."

The white-haired conjurer pulled back the blindfold that had been ripped off from his neck, and skillfully covered his eyes.After making sure that the emotions in his eyes would not be exposed, he raised his hand naturally, and spoke to the opposite party in a carefree tone: "You finally woke up, look at me, my face is swollen, it's all because of you, it's also It hurts so much! I haven't been beaten for so many years!"

There was a trace of sincerity as he spoke, Wutiaowu's voice raised a notch: "It's been a long time since I've been punched in the face!"

Gojo Satoru hasn't been injured for a long time with the defensive skill of "no lower limit".

The last time he was hammered...was when I first met Uo-san about nine years ago.

"Sorry, Wu, I have caused you trouble." The black-haired and blue-eyed nobleman was stunned, and said apologetically, "Are you all right?"

Wujo Wu, who finally had time to heal himself, spread his hands: "Well... Anyway, if I'm not dead, it means I'm resurrected with full blood, right?"

Uzumaki nodded in relief.

Then, he looked around in ruins, was silent for a while, and opened his mouth again: "I..."

"No one died, but the surrounding buildings and port suffered."

Gojo Satoru interrupted suddenly.

As if guessing what Uosheng said, he said quickly: "I watched them all, none of them were left behind, and I was the only victim who was beaten by Fatty... It hurts all the time! I'm serious, here, look for yourself, I have pulled the battlefield to the open space and the port. The crowd here has already been evacuated, and no one was involved. On the contrary, you, sir, broke the "tent" in advance and saved many people. "

"So, no one died because of you."

Gojo Satoru accentuated his tone, and said with [-]% certainty.

Uzumaki's fingertips trembled.

He slightly lowered his eyelids, and the tension in the clear sapphire blue eyes slowly dissipated.

"...Thank you." The undead finally smiled.

Afterwards, Uso turned around and looked back with a gentle expression.

Chacha, who kept shedding tears, was squatting on the ground with her head buried, she was wiping her face indiscriminately.Hui, who pursed her lips, stood firmly beside Chacha.

"Father." Seeing Uno look over, Hui shouted, and then Chacha buried her head lower.

The black-haired nobleman thought for a while, walked over, and then knelt down in front of Chacha.

After half an hour.

Uno: "I'm sorry—"

"What are you apologizing for?" Chacha instantly raised her head, revealing her red eyes.

The girl said loudly: "You are not allowed to apologize indiscriminately, you don't need to apologize."

"But I was the one who made you so sad and made you cry." The undead replied seriously, and then raised his hand gently, wanting to touch his daughter's face and wipe off the water on her face.

But the undead without a body cannot touch the living.

The undead's transparent fingertips passed through the adopted daughter's face.

Uzumaki paused, and lowered his hand.

He whispered: "As your father, this is my disqualification."

"You are the perfect father." Chacha wiped away tears, sniffed, and emphasized loudly and earnestly: "You are the best father."

"That's why I cry wantonly in front of you like this, because you are the best, that's why you let me express my emotions so unabashedly, I like you the most."

Chacha's tears fell down again.

"Father, are you happy? Are you relaxed?" The girl's pretty face was crying in a mess, and her voice was breathless: "Am I a qualified daughter? Have I... fulfilled the "promise"?" ? "

"Agreement".

...Does Chacha still remember?

Maosheng was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, and finally, he raised his hand and placed it on top of Chacha's head.

Although unable to touch, but still want to try to appease.

"Hmm." Undead frowned and nodded.

Therefore, Chacha also raised a smile.

— mixed with tears, and some funny smiles.

"That's great." said Chacha who let go of her hand and lifted the curse.

She worked hard to pull herself together.

Chacha wanted to let her father leave with peace of mind, so she couldn't make him worry too much.

Love is not giving up, but also letting go.

It is no good for a fragile soul who has finally recovered to stay on earth.

So, so—

"Father." The brown-haired girl said with raised eyebrows and red eyes, "Please look at us over there, we will become your pride."

Uno looked at his adopted daughter, then gently swept towards her and Kei, who lowered his head and turned his face away.

He smiled gently and said, "You are already my pride."

Always will be.

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Uso thought: The long, heavy and painful years may be waiting for this misplaced encounter.

——It was really great to meet you.

It is said that people and non-humans cannot form a bond, otherwise it will only increase loneliness.

But... they probably never regretted it.

No one will regret it.

Even if I feel lonely, I still don't regret the meeting in the past.

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"Xiao Maosheng."

Sachiko stood aside with a broken part of her soul.

She called out, and then stretched out her hand gently.

time to go.

"Enlightenment." Uosheng looked at the white-haired conjurer.

"Ah, leave it to me later."

Wujo Wujo waved his hands comprehendingly, and he, who had long classified himself as a member of the Kitazawa family, said jokingly, "Do I officially take over your position? Based on my age, I should be a member of the Kitazawa family." The number one heir to the position of the lord, right? There is no way, I have to work hard, I can't perform too badly, and then be disgusted by those little guys."

There seemed to be ringing bells on the other side.

The undead should go where they should go with the bell.

Uosheng listened to the call in his ear, and finally told the white-haired magician: "Besides, you have to remember not to be too picky about food, don't just eat sweets, desserts have enough energy, but not enough nutrition , Also, pay attention to rest on weekdays."

"Mei too, if you want to be a conjurer in the future, be careful and pay attention to safety... If you encounter any difficulties and problems, remember that you still have family and companions."

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Too much to say and too little time to die.

The black-haired gentleman took the hand of the beautiful Mrs. Baihe, and they walked towards the distance together.

Ring the bell one step at a time.

The lights on the other side seemed to be shaking.

Mrs. Bai He took a long detour and took her children to visit all the people who were sent.

Tsumiki and Akutagawa Gin who were arranged to evacuate in advance.

Chuya, who has not yet awakened, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was dragged by Dazai and was looking after Chuya.

It also includes other teenagers and girls from the high school.

And lastly... Toranojiro and Otoko, who were carrying out high-level purges on the occasion of the second Hyakki Night Walk in Yokohama.

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Toranojiro, who personally seduced and created opportunities for high-level traitors to meet, was imprisoned along with his colleagues.

Yi Gu followed the previous plan and led the revolutionists to surround the meeting place of the high-level traitors who traded with curse masters and curse spirits.

More than half of the top executives are about to fall.

And soon, half of the upper echelons will be replaced by the fresh blood they prepared.

Tiger Jiro has colluded with Yi Gu to get rid of the crime.

Afterwards, Torajiro will return to the high-level team for the reason of "being guilty and making meritorious service", and then continue to lurk and try to secretly cooperate with the reform faction to clean up the other half of the high-level team.

And that cleanup...

It will inevitably be the end of the Tsurumi family represented by Toranojiro.

The Tsurumi family, which has been full of crimes, should have receded from the rotten old era long ago.

Kneeling alone in the sealed room, Toranojiro thought with a calm expression.

"Torajiro."

The white-haired old man suddenly heard a call behind him.

The familiar voice made him turn his head immediately.

then.

Toranojiro's eyes widened instantly, and his lips trembled.

"Brother Mao, Brother Maosheng? Mrs. Sachiko?"

Toranojiro murmured, at that moment, he became confused.

It was as if time had turned back, and he had turned back into the young and flamboyant "Red Lion" again, still following behind his beacon.

Memories of the past hit the old man.

Looking at Uo who had returned to his human form and Mrs. Sachiko whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Toranojiro's eyes were sour, and tears flowed down his face.

"You, you and your wife are..."

The gray-haired Torajiro has a wealth of experience. Although he asked this question, he already had the answer in his heart.

So Uno didn't answer.

He just stepped forward, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to the old bamboo horse.

"I'm leaving." The black-haired gentleman said softly.

The sharp contrast between the young, dead undead and the old, living old man is like the coincidence of two eras.

Usheng's blue eyes were clear and serious: "Can I entrust my future and family...to you again?"

After 60 years, the past has reincarnated into today.

Uogi once again gave all his trust.

Just like what he entrusted when he was sick in bed, he entrusted the reform faction, the Kitazawa family, the Chuya and Akutagawa brothers and sisters, and even Gojo Satoru... once again entrusted all the things he cared about to Toranojiro .

——Entrusted to this Toranojiro who had failed him, failed, fallen, and escaped.

The gray-haired old man cried bitterly, crying heartbreakingly.

So many years, so many years!

He still has a chance to redeem it!

Toranojiro cried and laughed, his withered hands wanted to hold Uo's hand, but it was empty.

So, the old man formally bowed his knees.

"This time, this time... I will never let you down, absolutely not!"

This time, even if his old bones were crushed, Toranojiro would never disappoint the other party's expectations.

After his hundred years of life, he will definitely go to the other shore with good news.

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Sixty years after her death, the mournful white crane finally returned to her sleeping place with her treasures.

The Santu River flows quietly.

The leafless red flowers on the shore are blooming brilliantly, spreading all the way to the distance.

By the river, someone seems to be waiting.

——The man was 1.8 meters tall, with a thin build, with slightly curly, fluffy shoulder-length hair tied into a small ponytail behind his head, and a pair of glasses on his tall nose bridge. With a full literati young master's temperament.

It was a man.

Eye color and fluffy slightly curly hair are exactly the same as Uno

The man died of a terrible plague in 1942.

Since then, he has waited by the river on the other side for 76 years.

The man is patient and doesn't feel anxious at first.

To be precise, within the scope of normal lifespan, the longer he saw the two people he was thinking of here, the more at ease he would feel.

Until now.

When the men were starting to feel uneasy because of the long time, he finally saw the person he was thinking of walking this way.

"Have you had a fulfilling life?" he asked gently, expectantly.

Sachiko stood there in a daze, then walked forward holding the child's hand with reddish eyes.

She showed a smile like a bright moon, and replied softly: "Yes, it was really a long and turbulent time, but, unexpectedly, it is the end of peace of mind... It will probably take you some time to tell it to you." A lot of time."

"It's okay, we have a lot of time now."

The man smiled sincerely.

Then, his gaze shifted from Sachiko to the young man beside her.

Just in a daze, the man's eyes lit up immediately, and he said with a trembling expression of relief: "Ah, you are taller than me, Xiao Maosheng."

The man's tone is so intimate and happy.

So Uno also smiled after being embarrassed.

The man's name is Xue Yuansi.

The man has a noble and beautiful wife like a white crane, and a cute and well-behaved child who used to be as soft as a snow rabbit.

The man who died of illness worriedly waited for his wife and children on the other side for 76 years.

In the end, he and his treasure are reunited.

The Xueyuan family that disappeared in the past has returned at this moment.

Uno's parents held out their hands to him.

As a result, the tall young man turned back into that immature child who could jump up and down between his parents and act coquettishly.

It was as if they had never been separated.

They will have many, many stories to share.

They will have a lot of love to make it up.

Love has never been disturbed by blood, let alone separated by life and death.

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The second Hyakki Night Walk in Yokohama in 2018 finally came to an end.

It is said that after death, people will turn into stars in the sky and gaze at the earth.

And the starry sky that night was indeed dazzling.

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The author has something to say:

The "curse-breaking line" is over, and there will be a special after that~

The currently scheduled extra chapters are as follows, readers, little angels, decide whether to subscribe based on their own interests:

1. After undertaking the main text line, the children follow up with other things (one or two chapters).

2. Uno did not die of illness and was not sacrificed, but survived and became the if line for the success of the revolution together with Grandpa and Toranojiro (Chapter [-] to [-]).

3. After taking over the line of breaking the curse in the main text, the children traveled back to the time when Uo lived (end of one chapter)

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 medicine;

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