"So."

A maple leaf fell between the two, reflecting their blades.

Dizang raised his lowered eyes, his pupils tightened, and passed through the gap in the hat, leaving only the reflection of Sakurako in that eye.

"I am coming."

"Tread!" Dizang stepped out in one step, and the fallen leaves on the ground rolled up, and stayed in mid-air with the trajectory of the swordsman stepping on it.

And Dizang's knife swept through the maple leaves and stabbed at Sakurazi, with an unyielding desire.

The reflections of maple leaves, maple trees, rocks, and hills flashed across the blade.

The knife seemed to be clamoring, as if it was about to cut off everything that blocked it.

With just this sword, Sakurako had almost no room for parry.

Dizang is a swordsman. He has been with the sword for countless years. There is only sword in his heart, and the paranoia that has almost become obsessed with it.

Sakurako will not be his opponent, because there are too many things in his heart.

"when!"

Surprisingly, this sword was blocked by Sakurako with difficulty.

But was it Sakura who blocked the sword, or did Dizang deliberately stab the sword on Sakura's sword?

No one knows, even Sakurako doesn't know, she is much different from Dizang.

Sakurako gritted her teeth and retreated, but the rust knife in her hand turned the attack at the same time and slashed towards Dizang's shoulder.

Dizang casually pulled the knife in his hand away Sakurazi's knife.

He looked at Sakurako's eyes from beginning to end, which made Sakurako look into his eyes.

Those quiet, nothing else eyes.

"The second sword, it's taken."

This time, Dizang's sword was raised above his head. He looked down at the world like a mountain rising from the ground with a majestic spirit passing through the sky.

This sword was filled with endless pressure, which made Sakurako feel the urge to escape by abandoning her sword.

But she stopped stepping back.

Because the person in front of her ruined everything, she would block this sword and kill him.

Sakurako's eyes became fierce, and the rust knife in her hand suddenly raised. She was like a monster, resisting in front of the mountain.

"This is!"

The two knives touched each other and made a dazzling spark.

This time the two of them retreated at the same time.

The wind slammed, and the red maple in the sky was blown away.

The two rushed towards each other at the same time.

In a very short time, the two fought dozens of times.

Every time Dizang puts pressure on Sakura, he will increase a little, but he never hurts Sakura.

Until even Sakura discovered that every attack from Dizang was deliberately slashing her knife.

"when!"

Another sound of the blades touching each other, Sakurako took a few steps back.

"Are you fooling me?"

She asked gasping, her eyes filled with an uncoverable anger, and the rust knife she held seemed to be getting more and more mottled.

Dizang stood there without moving. He just kept holding the knife and attacking, asking.

"Have you been enlightened?"

Sakura raised the knife and didn't say anything. At this moment, she could only kill Dizang in her eyes.

"I asked you if you have realized it well!"

Dizang roared, his eyes wide open, and his pupils seemed to burn with flames, with a terrifying power.

Sakura was stunned, in front of the roaring Ksitigarbha.

She didn't understand what enlightenment was.

Dizang didn't continue to speak, he would answer with his sword.

That is the enlightenment of picking up the knife.

That is the enlightenment of killing and being killed.

That is the enlightenment of facing people who are even more evil than monsters.

That was the enlightenment of facing the endless ugliness of this world alone.

He put his knife together, bent down, and placed his palm on the hilt.

In the red maple, he looked at Sakurazi opposite him.

He has already made aware of it.

And he understood that Sakurako didn't.

"Click."

Dizang held the handle of the knife in his hand, and then pulled out the blade in an instant.

The sharp blade seemed to have passed through this world in an instant.

Under the sad beauty of the maple leaves, Dizang drew his sword and slashed at Sakurazi.

Sakurako was still stunned. It was not until Dizang's knife cut her in front of her that she rushed out a sword.

"Puchi!"

After a sword.

Dizang's knife stopped in front of Sakurako, and Sakurako's knife pierced Dizang's chest.

At the last moment, Dizang stopped the knife in his hand.

Blood flowed through the rust knife of Sakurazi, and the red blood was submerged between the rust and dripped on the ground.

"cough."

Dizang coughed hoarsely, blood was spilled from the corner of his mouth, the torn hat on his head tilted, falling to the ground, revealing his face, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Without scrutinizing the sword that was passing through his chest, Dizang raised his head and looked at Sakurako.

He asked intermittently.

"Have you been enlightened? If not, don't use a knife again in the future."

Sakura looked at Dizang blankly and released the hilt in her hand.

Dizang, who had lost his power, slowly fell down and fell into the red maple on the ground.

He used his last sword to tell Sakurako this enlightenment.

He also used his last sword to persuade Yingzi to put down the knife.

"Why?" Sakurako asked, she didn't understand.

Dizang's eyes passed by and looked at Sakurako with the only little strength left. He laughed dryly, laughing even worse than crying.

"You have no karma, I can't kill you."

Sakurako has never killed anyone, she has no karma, and from the beginning, Dizang could not kill her, and this revenge was destined to end with Sakurako killing Dizang.

Dizang himself knew it, and Shao people also knew it, but only Sakurazi didn't.

"ha······"

Dizang took a deep breath, and he could feel that he was about to die.

"Meow." The wild cat next to him rushed to Dizang and rubbed his cheek with his beard.

Dizang's pupils gradually dissipated, and his lips moved slightly.

"A lifetime will always be repaid."

Just like in the fire four years ago, he said this.

I don’t know if it was said to Sakurako or to himself.

The maple trees this autumn are particularly red, as if they are stained with blood.

Sakurako knelt silently on the ground, while Chu, stood by.

I don't know how long it took, Sakurako was stunned and asked the question again at Chu who was behind her.

"So, what exactly is sin?"
To be continued...