Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

[The place where the village used to be, has turned into a deserted wasteland since I don't know when, and then heavy snow fell from the sky, and slowly, all the scorched black and all the sins were hidden under the whiteness.

Here, it is probably really cursed.

I hold the case that once held the bell bracelet.After I realized I had become a ghost, I turned it inside out and put the string of bells on my wrist.Now that box, which contained my treasures once, contains my most precious things now.I pressed my cheek against the cold lid, "I'll see you."

"Complete yours."

"I will meet you through the snow field at last."]

Although I can't feel the cold temperature, the scene in front of me still makes people feel cold, because it is really a too cold and dirty world.The white-haired evil spirit holding the treasure box tightly walked on the snow field, and the snowflakes fell on him, and finally merged with him.He is a beating, burning flame, but also silent, silent ice and snow.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the white-haired evil spirit who stopped, stood on the snowy field, and took off his hood with a complicated expression. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he had never known his identity. The name, and the man's name.

Black and white are the two most opposite colors, but also the two most extreme colors.For black and white, most people will think that they are really monotonous.But there are more times, only some things, only they can represent.For example, memorial service.

What would a ghost with white hair be thinking?

The treasure box he held in his arms undoubtedly contained the head of the black-haired evil spirit.He wanted to cross this snow field just to meet the ghost.why?The head and body of the evil spirit were separated and placed in a place where there were countless onmyojis and barriers to suppress them. He mixed in and finally brought the head out, and then put it in the precious box used to place his own treasures.At this moment, what is he thinking in his heart?He treats the head of the evil spirit with the attitude of holding a treasure, which is extremely precious, cherished and loved.

The body is placed in a more guarded place, and if one is not careful, one will die.

Do you want to do this?Central Plains also felt genuine doubts.Probably because he never had a friend, so he didn't know what a friend was like.To be honest, are these two evil ghosts really friends?They never explained to each other, just like travelers who met by chance on the road, aimless, so they walked together.

Is this a friend?

As ghosts, they have abandoned their previous names, and they don't seem to know each other's names, but there is no doubt that there is indeed such an atmosphere between them, like friends.Zhong Yuanzhong also recalled what his subordinates said, friend, this should be like this, right?

The drug seller looked at the young man beside him. Although in appearance, there was not much difference in age between the two, in fact, he was old enough.Saying it like this makes people a little reluctant to admit it, but even so, he has to admit that he has lived long enough, from the Heian era, to Nara, to Edo, to Meiji, Taisho, Showa... He has experienced countless similar and different things, and has seen many similar and different things.

Although he has the title of absurdity, this young man has not lived for hundreds of years like a god.He is more like an ordinary human being than a god.

Therefore, it is very common to have doubts.That proves that he is still full of curiosity about the world, and there are many things that are unknown.

Only by maintaining curiosity and exploration of the world can we live more easily.

Friends, the word is clear and ambiguous.

Humans always like to define the relationship between each other, such as relatives, lovers, and friends.Relationship is a vast web that stretches out in all directions and finally includes everyone in society.

The light-blond young man suddenly wanted to smoke, so under the gaze of the orange-haired young man, he took out a well-maintained hookah from the box, a brass-colored pipe and mouthpiece, and a vermilion stem , people who have maintained it will praise it when they see it, 'What a beautiful lady. 'Butterfly engraved on brass is delicate, ready to fly.Just like its owner, it is full of ancient and light colors.

【People are always afraid of so-called ghosts, so-called monsters.

But, they never thought that ghosts, monsters and the like were born not only because of heaven and earth, but also because of people's hearts.The ugliness of the human heart is enough to twist people into evil spirits.

The human heart that creates ghosts is extremely ugly; the rumors and gossips that spread are annoying.Obviously it's more because of myself, but I don't think about it, I only think that I blame others.

A monster with a human heart is not a ghost, but a human being.

......

I stroked the box with my frozen hands, "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer."

Why do you sit like this?It suddenly occurred to me that sometime when I was walking around with him.

I saw smiling girls walking together. Although they were just ordinary people, they were beautiful and lively.I looked at the pair of girls, and he suddenly said, "What are you looking at?" I turned around and saw myself in his eyes, only to realize that I had revealed a pair of hideous pupils.I lowered my head and covered my eyes before pointing to those girls and asking.

"What's the relationship between them? Sisters?" I don't quite understand. They are so close, so they should be sisters who are related by blood.But the man denied my statement, "Not sisters."

I paused, "Then, what are they?"

He glanced at it, and said in a deep voice, "Yes, friend." His tone was casual and slack, as if he didn't think there was anything strange about it.I paused, then asked, "Is there no blood relationship?"

"No." He yawned and shook the jug in his hand. He probably went to the tavern to buy wine again.

"Without blood relationship, can you be so close?" I asked curiously.He glanced at me, "You are related by blood to the woman who gave birth to you, but are you close?" I should know that he was debating, but I unexpectedly felt that what he said made sense.

"Friend, what is it like?" I asked again.

This time, he finally became impatient, "Why do you have so many questions?" He left first, and I stood there, watching him leave, just after seeing him leave for a moment, I started to chase after him. up.

"Are we friends?"

"No."

"But we are obviously the same as those girls."

"Where is it the same?"

"It's the same everywhere."

"...is the gender different?"

"Huh? But, I can become like that."]

The orange-haired young man looked at the two evil ghosts who had almost merged with the crowd, and became dazed.They were once human too.He has a human appearance, human emotions, and even no difference from human beings, but he knows that inside of him is a monster, the ancient god named Rage God.How similar to them.

Zhong Yuan looked at the young man beside him who was slowly exhaling smoke, "Mr. Yaolang?" He asked tentatively.The young man with a coquettish face did not turn his head, "Huh?" He just said softly, and the end of the sound was slightly raised upwards, bringing a lingering feeling.However, it is unexpectedly reassuring and relaxing.As the object of chatting, he is really the best candidate, just from the aspect of listening.

The light blond hair didn't block the sharp ears that are different from humans, and Nakaya finally couldn't help asking, "Are you human?" The alluring young man half-closed his eyes, "Yes, I am, human." His tone must have been incomparable.He has always claimed to be human, although the ears are not the same as ordinary humans.

Hearing his affirmative answer, Zhong Yuan was also silent for a while, and then said in a somewhat complicated way: "Ah, that's it." He closed his mouth, quietly waiting for the memory to continue.Before, they saw the memory of the black-haired evil spirit, but now, the owner of this memory is the white-haired evil spirit.

Although he was born on Radium Bowl Street, the orange-haired young man who is actually quite polite feels that he can't always be a demon, that's what the demon calls him.So he called them black and white in his heart according to the color of their hair.

It is obviously the most contrasting color, but unexpectedly harmonious.

【Where is his body placed?

Looking at the mansion with countless barriers, I hesitated.It was a coincidence that the head was found in the first place.A body that big, presumably, would be divided.

Left hand, right hand, left leg, right leg, and torso.

Am I looking five times?

It's hard to guarantee that it won't be discovered.If they were discovered, not only would the body be lost, but the head would also be lost. Maybe a guy like me would have his head and limbs cut off and suppressed in other places.

What a hassle.What a hassle.I repeated it over and over again.His eyes flicked across the people passing by, and all the living beings in the world were included in his eyes.Suddenly, I thought of something.I looked at the box in my arms and repeated in a low voice, "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer." Soon, soon it will be fine.

I pulled down the hood on my head, pretended to be a passerby, and turned to leave.I don't want to be ridiculed by him. Putting myself in this kind of thing, no matter who it is on, will look ridiculous.I blinked, just, aren't we really friends?I raised my eyes and quietly looked at the people passing by and accompanying me. 】

The sky darkened again, and a memory ended.

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.Being locked up in memory, although there is no need to fight, the mental pressure is quite great.If one is not careful, one can get lost in it.

The drug seller sat down on his knees, and under Zhongyuan Zhongye's stunned eyes, he slowly took out two teacups and a pot of tea from the box.

He smiled and asked, "Would you like some tea?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at his strange box curiously, sat down without hesitation for too long, "I'm sorry for your trouble." Depending on the situation, they probably have to stay for a while, but they don't know what is outside now The situation is gone.

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