Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

[Human desires are difficult to satisfy, they will only become bigger and more terrifying.

Since the child's death, the villagers have been in a frenzy of paranoia.Probably because the situation has improved, or their eyes and hearts have been blinded for a long time. The child in their mouths is getting closer and closer to a terrifying and hideous ghost, and there are even such rumors.The devils who were born were cannibals, and after being burned to death, they still never stopped cursing themselves, and the villagers had to offer sacrifices every year.

I'm pretty sure that the child I saw at the time was indeed just an ordinary human being.But now, people seem to have long forgotten that those are just ordinary children with different hair colors than ordinary people. They firmly believe that they are ghosts, the root of all disasters, curses haunting them, terrible ghosts.People's words are terrible, enough to distort the facts.

Now, that kid, is a veritable ghost. 】

Nakahara Chuya and the drug seller stood in place, watching everything that happened like an audience.

"The core, is that the white-haired child?" Zhong also hated the ignorance of the villagers, and had quite subtle emotions towards the black-haired child.Although he knew that the other party had no resistance to the enemy, such an indifferent attitude still made people feel uncomfortable.

The seductive young man stared at him, from a novice at the beginning to a handsome young man, lowered his eyes, "Who knows?"

The orange-haired young man watched the handsome black-haired man walk into the temple without saying a word.

[Why do humans feel that gods are willing to fulfill their wishes?

Why do humans feel that gods are willing to satisfy their greed?

Why do human beings feel that the gods will tolerate their ignorance and their sins?

If you are hurt, return it twice, is the best way, right?

"You...you..." The emaciated host fell to the ground, dying, and I casually wiped the blood splashed on my face.I kill.

It's that simple.

No matter how brilliant things are, they will decay and collapse with time.Miasma has been spreading in the temple for a long time, and human desires are disgusting like a swamp piled up with countless rotting bones, which is unpleasant.This monastery has long lost the sight of gods and Buddhas, and the people living here are just a group of evil spirits who only have the appearance of believers.Just like those villagers.

I looked up, and the white miasma was spreading in the temple, but these self-proclaimed pious guys hadn't noticed it yet.Sure enough, he is old and his brain is not good?I didn't pay attention to those fallen corpses, just found a clean corner and sat down, there was wine in the gourd around my waist, I casually shook the wine in the gourd, and started to drink, no matter how long Remember that child's smile in the flames.

That smile is deeply imprinted in my mind.

I must have been cursed by him.I thought so, from that moment on, I have become the most feared ghost in the world just like him.However, this feeling is not bad. 】

Zhongyuan Zhong also watched the development of the matter coldly. The man leaning against the wall opened his clothes, his face and chest were stained with blood, and he drank wine one gulp at a time.With such a chic attitude, coupled with his handsome appearance, it is no wonder that those women would blush when they see him, but the current man is undoubtedly not human anymore.He is already a ghost.

The drug seller watched quietly, without any fluctuations in his light blue pupils. Although he was always solving monsters, his sense of human beings was not very good, or he was quite indifferent to human beings.

The black-haired man raised his hand and touched his forehead, "Ah, horns have grown."

[I have become a ghost.

No, maybe, I was never human.

But this kind of thing is not important at all. I don't care what I am. I can't stay in this temple. Although I have lived here for nearly 20 years, I don't have the slightest feeling for it. I have other things to do Do, for example, find a place and wait for yourself to completely become a ghost.It is estimated that soon there will be onmyojis or monks coming to treat them.

What a hassle, human. 】

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the figure of the man leaving with the wine gourd, and then looked back at the monastery where the corpse's blood and miasma were mixed together, as well as the resentment.He has no sympathy for these people who were killed, let alone this is a memory, and there will be no change.The space around him suddenly went dark, and the alluring and handsome young man remained unmoved in the slightest.

I don't know how long it took, but the whole body suddenly lit up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes and gradually saw his surroundings clearly.Compared with the scene in the temples and villages before, it is more like being in the mountains and forests now.He can even see a rabbit running away. "Here is it?" Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows. The scene changes according to the man's experience, so it should be the next scene now?Nakahara also folded his arms and waited for the upcoming play.

In the jungle not far away, whispering voices suddenly came out.A few figures came out, they were some low-level little monsters, they were discussing something, they regarded the medicine seller and Zhong Yuan Zhongye as air, passing through their bodies.It was the first time in the Central Plains that he had such an experience, suddenly turning into a ghost.

The orange-haired young man heard those monsters talking about a big black-haired monster with ghost horns, who likes to drink.This must be the man.Youkai who turned into ghosts.However, he was keenly aware of another message, the white-haired monster.

A guess suddenly arose in my heart, could it be?

[The life of becoming a ghost has not changed much, except that I can drink as I like, and I have no interest in women and killing, but those weak monsters seem to be very afraid of me.I don't care about their fears. Speaking of which, since I was a human being, I have no interest in most things. I don't know and don't care, and they have become the most feelings that occupy my heart.

Until, I saw that child.

I can no longer call him a child.Long white hair like snow, and horns on the head.I'm not surprised at all, maybe I already knew in my heart that the other party has been twisted into a ghost by human words, and turned into a monster.Then, it was expected that the other party would appear.However, to my surprise, he invited me to visit the former village.I thought for a long time, how long has it been since I left the monastery?After becoming a ghost, the concept of time as a human has long since disappeared.

In the end, he agreed to the child's invitation and followed him to the former village.I thought I would see scorched land, and carbonized houses, in short, it should be traces of being burned.The child playing with a ball of flames is completely different from his appearance like Yukiko. He saw my expression of surprise and indifference, and bent his eyes.

"You are surprised why they are still alive and well?" In the distant village, people had smiles on their faces, as if they were very satisfied with their current life.Their lives look fine.

I scratched my head and said with little strength: "It was a little accident, but it has nothing to do with me." The child's smile became brighter, and the two of us left together.It seems that this time he just ran into a village by chance, rather than returning to the place where he was killed.

On the way, I thought, for many people who become monsters, they will choose to take revenge on those who hurt them, and there are not a few cases where they are finally dismissed.But the child did not retaliate, and the residents seemed to be doing well.Is there really no resentment?I didn't think I was a devil, hated, hated, hurt, or killed just because I had white hair.Is something like this possible?

Obviously impossible.If so, how could it become a ghost?People's words are terrible, has it reached the point where you can create ghosts without any basis?Just a small village with dozens of people, can it be done?

I took a look at the white-haired devil playing with the flames, just like a child who got a new toy, and suddenly thought, maybe it’s not that there is no revenge, but those people didn’t realize that it was revenge.

Things were exactly as I thought, that child was very smart, he didn't choose to kill those villagers the moment he became a ghost and gained powerful power, but chose a more roundabout way.It is estimated that he also ate all the living sacrifices offered by the villagers, and strengthened his own strength, and he was able to kill those people so slowly.At the same time, they also cursed them, and the population became smaller and smaller, but they still did not notice the revenge of the evil spirits.

If you really want to find an accurate word, it probably means, captivity, right?

Without the onmyoji's hindrance to investigate, this village will disappear completely in the end.

No, it's gone.

I looked at it in just over twenty years, and it has already turned into a deserted village.No, there is one person left.

last person.

The child was chatting with the last person. Although he had a happy smile on his face, the expression of the last person was not very happy. Fear, hatred and regret mixed together and turned into a disgusting face.

60 years ago, the child who was burned to death as a ghost turned into a ghost and came to him. 】

The flames rose violently, engulfing the uninhabited houses, and burning the land below. The ominous flames rolled and formed waves one after another. The white-haired ghost stood in front of the fire with a smile, as if for many years. Before, it was the same when he was burned.

The flames illuminated everyone's eyes.

Chuya and the drug seller quietly watched the flame get smaller and smaller, and finally completely extinguished.The former house, together with that piece of land, has long since turned into scorched black. It is estimated that no life will be born on this land in the next ten years.Not only because it was burned by ominous flames, but also because this land bears countless sins.

[Do you think that gods and Buddhas are willing to fulfill human desires?

神仏は世界の感货を実现すると思うか】