The dream-like gorgeous sunset swayed on the sky, overflowing with large warm light, pouring on the scattered houses, painting the quaint town with bright brilliance. In the dream-like light, there were bursts of smoke rising from the cooking pots, dimly dotting the place.
The warm scenery tries to inject the atmosphere of human fireworks into this picture.
The constant flow of people on the street gradually thinned out, and as the sun set, the residents here also turned around and returned to their homes. When people who are familiar with each other meet, they will stop to chat and talk about commonplace gossip. Regardless of the content or tone of their words.
Both his demeanor and the act of making things happen are vivid and lively.
It's like a carefully choreographed puppet show.
Outside this special stage called Qinglian Town, someone was walking towards Taichung step by step along the setting sun under her feet. She was not from this stage, and she also watched the scene and the actors.
She knew clearly that everything that gradually enveloped her as she walked was just an illusion. But she still walked into the play.
, blending into the play, when the fake people greeted her, she returned the greetings, polite and thoughtful, and not negligent. Those who turned a blind eye to her, she did not have any extra curiosity, but just left with the same indifference
.This series of responses is no different from when she faces real people.
It would be wrong to say that she was dreaming at the same time. She knew that all these were illusions and could be manipulated by someone at any time. If she was completely awake, her reaction would be different from that of most sober onlookers.
It's not the same. To say it was intentional was not accurate. She didn't have any intention of having fun.
It should be said that for her, the fantasy world is certainly a play and a dream, but it is no different in the real world. Don’t the people who live here follow the rules of the words and deeds of people in the outside world? The so-called reality of the outside world is projected onto everyone
In the eyes, isn’t the essence just a pile of appearances?
Rather than treating the illusion as reality, it is better to say that reality is just another illusion to her.
The person who created the illusion and brought her into it cast a look from top to bottom, seemingly intentionally, but seemingly unintentionally. Lord Kutsutsuki, who was leaning by the window of the tea house, just picked up the tea cup and noticed that there was something on the street that did not belong to this place.
The shadow of the earth, the movement of the hand paused slightly.
She was not walking too fast, and she was not walking too slowly either. Lord Xueyue thought to himself that once her figure disappeared from sight, it would not be too late to drink this cup of tea. With this thought in mind, he watched the woman walk into the field of view, and then
Faded out. From the beginning to the end, he had no intention of putting down the tea cup in his hand, and she never stopped, let alone raised her head to meet the gaze she felt.
Lord Xueyue withdrew his gaze and took a sip of tea. If it was his original intention, she shouldn't have gone out casually. This was a woman, and she was a cloud of doubt. Everything about her was so blurry that even he couldn't see it.
Understand. For such uncontrollable factors, we should have more control.
Despite this, she still frequently traveled between the two worlds. Lord Xueyue soon discovered that she had no intention of escaping here, but her thoughts hiding in the illusion were also invisible. To her, this kind of shuttle was as natural as
When the sun rises and the moon sets, it is as natural as returning home after traveling. It does not mean that she regards Qinglian Town as her home - but that no matter where she goes, she feels as if she is going home, as if the whole land is
Her destination.
Naturally, she could do these actions with such an attitude, and she didn’t think there was anything wrong with them. What was troubling was that, apart from the concept of appropriateness and inappropriateness, many other important things did not exist for her.
in consciousness.
For example, the memories she has yet to recover.
She still couldn't explain the reason for the vision caused by her sleeping in the sea of flowers. Lord Kotsutsuki also couldn't figure it out. It's not that he didn't seek the answer from the adult, but the person didn't speak clearly and didn't know how to answer questions.
Not helpful. Compared to the possibility that Yama does not know the answer, he prefers that the other party knows it, but for some reason, does not give a clear answer.
In any case, the adult asked him to find the answer himself.
And so far, the only thing he knows is the girl's name. Even the name was told to him by the adult. It may be true, it may be false, it may be fabricated by Yama Demon... But these are not important.
Yuejun doesn't think it's necessary to distinguish yet.
"She Zishu, this is your name."
He told her, the woman called She Zishu, the truth.
Lord Xueyue felt inexplicably depressed, so he put down his cup, jumped down from the second floor, and went straight in the direction where She Zishu disappeared. He was very fast and soon caught up with her. Now, she
He was sitting on the bluestone on the bank of the river, looking at the calm water and "looking at himself in pity".
An unpredictable woman...if she can really be called a human being. She looked at the water and looked at her illusory self. Her expression was dull and she didn't know what she was thinking. Was she recalling her unremarkable past?
?Who knows? When the reflection of Kuchtsuki-kun appeared in her sight, she didn't react at all, as if she had expected this scene.
This actually made Lord Xueyue even more unhappy.
"The world outside must be exciting, right?" he teased.
"It's no different from here." She replied, "True and false, false and true, all are just a passing cloud."
"What an open-minded idea!" Lord Xueyue couldn't tell whether he was approving or teasing, "It's a pity that you can't even explain whether you are true or false, fictitious or real."
"But I'm here. That's not going to change."
Speaking of this, She Zishu put his hand on his heart. He didn't know what kind of heartbeat would come from there. Generally, people who have lost their memory will feel anxious and frightened, eager to know what happened.
Or at least sitting there helplessly, showing a dejected look. But this house is so special, she seems to have her own set of thoughts in her heart, like a woman pretending to have amnesia. But Lord Kuchue also knows that she
No, this is particularly annoying.
I can’t even remember who I am, so why are I still so carefree? I actually look a little panicked.
Boring.
Lord Xueyue ignored her, took two steps forward and stood next to her, and then moved his hands out of the air. The lotus leaves in the pond spontaneously separated to the side, revealing a large piece of clear water. He stretched out his hand and blew away
A fiery red petal fell gently into the pool, stirring up new ripples on the unsettled water. After those ripples calmed down, a mirror image that did not belong to Qinglian Town was revealed on the water.
It was rare for Shezi to show some surprise, which made Lord Xueyue feel inexplicably more comfortable.
"Who is this?" she asked the people in the lake, "What kind of spell is this?"
"It's not a special spell." He was a little proud. "Everything presented here is something I know. It's just that I am merciful and clearly display them to relieve your boredom. What appears in it
of people, almost all
They are people who have established a curse contract with me, most of them are monsters, but also humans. Or people who I have done some tricks to leave their breath, can also appear on the lotus pond. Well, this is what I am more optimistic about recently.
A guy who can do big things."
So She Zishu stared at the pool seriously. Inside was a man dressed in ordinary clothes, mainly black, with straw gold as decoration. His outfit was not much different from that of ordinary people in the world. The only difference was the waistband on his waist.
That weapon. Most swords are straight. How can there be a weapon that is as curved as a moon hook? Even if it is a scimitar, it is too exaggerated, not to mention it is very long.
Probably out of curiosity, She Zishu slowly stretched his hand into the pool.
In an instant, the color of the sky changed. Lord Xueyue raised his head in shock and found that the sky in the entire Qinglian Town had turned blood-like scarlet, completely losing the soft look of dusk. Everyone in the streets and alleys was confused because of this.
He was stunned and froze in place. He quickly reacted and immediately lowered his head.
, I found that the scenery in the pool changed very quickly, and each scene never stayed in my eyes long enough to create an impression. The rapidly switching scenery turned into flashing blocks of color, which made people dazzled to the point of nausea. All this failed.
It lasted for too long, and She Zishu suddenly let out a short exclamation.
"ah!"
She withdrew her hand, and everything returned to its original state, as if it had never changed. But above the water where her hand had touched, there was a scorching flame burning. The fire became smaller and smaller.
It took a cup of tea before he struggled to be completely swallowed by the water.
"Who are you?!"
Lord Xueyue grabbed Shezishu's collar, and she looked away after a brief moment of confusion. Lord Xueyue's surprise was justified, and no one could interfere or interrupt his spell. His spell was powerful.
, pure, authoritative, such behavior is tantamount to a provocation in his eyes
, even insulting. Unfortunately, She Zishu felt helpless that he could not answer this question, and Lord Xueyue also knew that there was nothing he could do. He suppressed his anger, let go of his hand, and rearranged his appearance. He knew very well that his
Losing his composure, because things seemed to be getting more and more out of his control.
Or maybe it wasn't what he expected from the beginning.
"You are very strong." He said calmly, "Although I don't know where your power comes from, there are few great demons in the world whose spells can surpass yours. Maybe before you lost your memory, you were a well-known figure somewhere.
But it is really strange that I have never heard of any capable guy missing..."
"I don't know." This seemed to be the most common thing she said after waking up.
"In this case, it is really a waste of all your demonic power. You might as well let me eat you."
Of course Lord Xueyue was joking. He observed She Zishu's reaction, but he didn't get the panic or anything else he wanted to see. He originally thought he could find some new fun from this toilsome guy, but now,
He was almost losing interest in this unchanging face.
"That's fine." She actually said.
"……Fool."
Lord Kotsutsuki really didn't know what to say. He might have had even more offensive and insulting words, but he didn't say them out in the end - he felt it wasn't worth it.
"The body is just a container. If the heart is still there, the soul will last forever." She Zishu said solemnly.
"I actually feel that this nonsense is something I can say." Lord Xueyue shrugged, "It's just that you said it seriously, and I actually felt a little ridiculous. That's all, look at you, thin and small, eating.
Ka Ya. Or... you come and be mine
Something, right? I will enchant you with the spell. From then on, my power is connected with you and can be used by you. But, in turn, you have to listen to me in everything. Anyway, you don’t remember anything, so why not
Let go of the past and choose a clear path."
This time, She Zishu didn't speak, her eyes as silent as dead water. She was silent for a long time, and then she said softly:
"You can try."
Is this looking down on people? The displeasure of being looked down upon emerged again, and what’s even more annoying is that he can’t do anything about it. In that case, then do as you wish! So Kuchtsuki-kun really stretched out his hand and pressed it on her
heart, trying to leave his mark on the most dangerous position.
