People are dying on the pillar, and there is no misery at the beginning

Chapter 192 - If there is an afterlife
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Doctor's Hall.

Zhushi room.

The faint moonlight spilled into the dark room through the window.

The petals of the cyan Bana flower whose rhizome is wrapped in blood tremble slightly.

"...Miss Zhushi..." Yushiro put his hand behind his back, and he nervously held the envelope hidden in his cuff.

His face was tense, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly unnaturally.

"Yushiro... are you alright?" Zhu Shi saw that something was wrong with Yamamoto Yushiro, she stood up worriedly, and said that she was about to walk towards him:
"Is it because of what happened just now?"

When Yushiro saw this, he immediately stepped back half a step nervously, and stuck his whole body against the door panel, turning his head away in a panic:
"No, I'm fine, Miss Zhushi."

He closed his eyes slightly and closed them tightly.

His mind was blank, and there was no room left for him to think.

Yushiro knew that he had to make a decision now.

This decision may make you regret it for the rest of your life.

"Is that so..."

Zhu Shi looked at Yushirou's appearance, although she was a little worried, but she couldn't say anything, she silently withdrew her hand that was outstretched in the air.

"If it's difficult, it's okay if you don't say it."

Zhu Shi felt that she seemed to think something wrong, and she hurriedly tried to make up for it.

"Huh..." Yushiro let out a long breath of relief.

He opened his eyes again and had already made his decision.

The hand holding the envelope was slightly loosened, and he lowered his head.

Da da da!
He walked forward quickly and stood in front of Zhu Shi.

From behind, he took out the wrinkled envelope that was being held tightly.

With Zhu Shi's puzzled expression, he slowly placed it in her hand.

Yushiro's tone was solemn, and his face was a little gloomy:
"Please...you must watch it."

"that's it."

After speaking, without waiting for Zhu Shi to respond, he immediately ran to the door with a panicked face, opened the door and fled quickly.

"Hey..." Zhu Shi looked at the closed door and Yushiro who had left, and tilted his head in doubt.

She lowered her head, sat back by the window, and looked at the writing on the envelope.

"... Yamamoto... this is..."

Just when Zhu Shi was about to open the envelope to read.

Boom!
The door of the room was suddenly opened again.

Zhu Shi looked up subconsciously.

Standing at the door was Yushiro who was out of breath and flushed.

With erratic eyes, he walked into the room again scratching the back of his head, closed the door behind him, and explained timidly:

"Sure enough...I've thought about it...I'd better wait here for you to finish reading."

"This kind of thing...it really is better to get an answer in person..."

Saying that, Yushiro looked at Zhu Shi cautiously, and asked softly:

"Miss Zhushi...you haven't opened the envelope yet, have you?"

Although Zhu Shi was very surprised by Yushiro's abnormal behavior, she didn't say anything, but just nodded: "Well, I haven't watched it yet."

Yushiro nodded, stretched out his hand to motion for Zhushi to open the envelope, and he stopped talking.

In a somewhat strange atmosphere, Zhu Shi sat in front of the window in doubt, and opened the envelope by the moonlight.

so thick...

Zhu Shi touched the thickness of the envelope, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

rustle……

Slowly take out the first piece of letter paper from the envelope.

The first sentence entered in the eyes:

'Miss Zhu Shi'

'like…'

Zhu Shi's expression was momentarily at a loss.

But at least she is a ghost who has lived for hundreds of years, and she adjusted her emotions in just a moment.

Glancing quietly at Yushiro who was bowing his head aside, she held back her emotions and watched slowly.

……

sand…

A piece of letter paper was read and placed on the table next to it.

Sand...another one.

Sand...the third one.

With the stack of letter papers on the table, Yushiro's expression gradually became flustered.

……

……

Outside the doctor's office.

It's already midnight.

A group of people gathered at the back door of the doctor's building, quietly doing some sneaky things.

"... Strange, why can't you hear the sound?" My wife Shancun pressed tightly against the door panel, carefully listening to the sound.

His hearing has always been very good, but it seems that it can't play any role at this moment.

—can't hear anything.

"Let's go, my wife." Kazama Chengya stood aside, he folded his arms helplessly, looking at the empty street: "This is not good."

Jiichiro nodded in agreement: "That's right, that's right, Shancun, let's go back and rest first."

"Ha... ah, I'm going first."

Mizumuzuki yawned, he waved his hands, and said that he was about to leave here: "Training will continue tomorrow."

"Hmm! Tonight's moon is also beautiful!"

Purgatory Renshoulang looked up at the moon, his hearing was not very good, so he didn't pay much attention to Shancun's real intention:

"If there are no ghosts, the night doesn't seem so annoying!"

In his arms, Nishouro held a Japanese sword. The part of the sword was like a burning flame, and it had a special shape.

The words "Bamboohara" and "Purgatory" are engraved on the scabbard.

Yan Ci was not here, he seemed to have gone back to rest early.

My wife Shancun listened carefully, and he frowned slightly.

"If you want to leave, you can leave. I won't leave before I hear the result."

My wife Shancun put her ears on the door panel and shook her hands towards the pillars behind her: "By the way, remember to leave a door for me when I go back."

He suddenly exclaimed:
"Oh! I heard it, I heard it!"

When my wife Shancun eavesdropped, he didn't pay attention at all, and all the pillars beside him stopped talking.

And looked at the writhing back of my wife Shancun with pitiful eyes.

because--

Shang Quannai was standing on the opposite side of the street, looking at it silently.

He looked at the pillars that surrounded me to make way for my wife Shancun's position, and walked over suspiciously.

Shang Quannai went to check on Iwakatsu's situation just now, and found that the other party hadn't woken up yet, so she went to help Yashiki Fushi and the others bring back Iwakatsu's wife and children.

Handed over to Fuyashiki Fuyo for settlement.

Hey.

He stood behind my wife Shancun, looked at her slightly frowning side face, and suddenly said:

"what are you doing?"

"Tsk, don't talk, you are going to an important place!"

My wife Shancun smacked her lips, and he hurriedly shook his hands behind him, signaling Shang Quannai not to speak.

--and many more.

But the next moment, his sensitive ears recognized Shang Quannai's voice.

The expression of the whole person froze on the face instantly, and the body also became stiff.

My wife Shancun turned her head slowly, her face was trembling, cold sweat was streaming wildly, and panic was written in her pupils.

pat.

Shang Quannai put her hand on his shoulder and patted him lightly:
"It's quite energetic. Before others train tomorrow, you should run three laps around Sawu Mountain."

"No--!!"

My wife Shancun's miserable screams resounded through the sky every day.

……

……

After dispersing the Kaizhus and letting them go back to rest, Shang Quannai helplessly stood on the street in the middle of the night with her arms akimbo and sighed.

The streets are deserted late at night.

The white moonlight fell on the brick floor, and the wind chimes reflecting the moonlight under the eaves were ringing slowly.

Shang Quannai looked up at the moon in the sky, his mind slowly calmed down, and occasionally recalled the familiar future that could only be seen in hundreds of years.

The neon Warring States period is really exhausting.

Just when Shang Quanna was about to turn around and walk towards Sawu Mountain.

creak...

The door of the doctor's hall was pushed open, and some old wooden doors made a rotten squeezing sound.

Da da, along with the sound of clogs came from one side.

Zhu Shi in a purple kimono came out of the doctor's hall.

With a touch of sadness in her eyes, she slowly leaned against the wall outside the doctor's office, and met Shang Quannai who was standing in the middle of the street at a glance.

"Master Umizumi," she said.

It seems that the emotions have reached the extreme, Zhu Shi seemed a little straight to the point:
"... This world... has reincarnation, right?" Zhu Shi raised her eyes to look at Shang Quannai, it seemed that there was always some sadness in her expression.

In the humid air, there seemed to be some light shining in Zhu Shi's eyes hidden in the shadows.

Shang Quannai turned her head in surprise, and frowned suspiciously:
"Why are you suddenly interested in this?"

Zhu Shi pursed her lips, she explained softly:

"Please allow me to take the liberty of..."

"Before, I heard from Mrs. Udo."

"You seem to be able to see other people's souls... and you have said something similar to reincarnation..."

Speaking of this, there seemed to be some hope in Zhu Shi's eyes, and she looked at Shang Quannai seriously:
"is that true?"

"Souls reincarnate, that sort of thing."

Although it sounds like an explanation, but when you think about it carefully, Zhu Shi actually avoids directly explaining his real reason in a subtle way.

Shang Quannai looked at Zhu Shi silently, he watched for a long time, until Zhu Shi withdrew his eyes in disappointment.

Only then slowly nodded, and replied:

"…existing."

"Soul and reincarnation, both exist."

Zhu Shi was taken aback for a moment, clenched his fists in front of his chest, and looked at Shang Quannai with some surprise.

Shang Quannai's tone was low, and he continued:

"After a person dies, the white or blue soul will ascend to the sky, and the soul with a family member will stay with the family for several years."

He lowered his eyes and said something that even he didn't quite believe.

He never saw Zaomen Mao's soul appear for even a single day.

Therefore, Shang Quannai has always had some concerns.

Mao will not have some problems.

Such thoughts often echo in my mind.

He continued:

"The soul that is with the family is occasionally seen by ordinary people... That's why there are rumors of reincarnation among the people."

"And the souls who have ascended to the sky will wait for an opportunity to reincarnate after a few years or decades or hundreds of years."

"These are all true." After Shang Quannai finished speaking, she looked sideways at Zhu Shi, Zhu Shi's red soul was so eye-catching at night.

Hearing this, Zhu Shi nodded gratefully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you..."

"But..." Shang Quannai's tone changed, he looked at Zhu Shi's ups and downs, and vaguely guessed something:
"Ghosts are different."

Zhu Shi was taken aback for a moment, she and Shang Quannai looked at each other.

"Ghost." Shang Quannai said in a heavy tone:

"After death, you will really go to hell."

"If it is Wu Mi, he may stay in Abi Hell and never come out."

After listening to what Shang Quannai said, Zhu Shi slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and she said to Shang Quannai in a comforting tone:

"I understand, I have already made mental preparations for this."

The sky was getting dark and it looked like it was going to rain.

Dark clouds as black as ink shrouded the sky over Mount Sagiri, as if a large pen was churning in it, and the atmosphere became depressing.

The humidity in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

Shang Quannai stared at her for a while, then nodded slowly, waved his hand, and said goodbye:
"Pay attention to rest, I will leave first."

"Yeah." Zhu Shi nodded his head slowly, his movements were very elegant: "You too."

After slowly watching Shang Quannai leave, Zhu Shi also slowly turned around, walked into the doctor's office, and closed the door.

wow——

The next moment, heavy rain poured down from the sky, instantly soaking the masonry streets.

In the rainy night, the wind chime swayed slightly.

The cold breath made people shiver uncontrollably.

Only Yushiro was alone, standing under the eaves of the alley on the side of the doctor's building, looking up at the sky on a rainy night.

His face was full of tangled and calm expressions.

The rain that fell on the ground splashed and wet his clogs.

"Alas..." He let out a long sigh.

"...Miss Zhushi." Yushirou lowered his head, recalling everything that happened just now.

As expected, Miss Zhu Shi rejected his affection.

In memory.

"I'm sorry, Yushiro." Zhu Shi slowly put down the thick envelope in her hand, her tone contained apology:

"The letter... I've read it all, and it's very serious."

"Thank you for your affection for...me."

In a trance, Yushiro only remembered that his pupils were trembling violently.

"But, I'm sorry... I just want to... fulfill my wish to kill Wuyou."

Zhu Shi's calm and dreamy voice echoed in his mind, becoming very distant.

"What's more... now I can't let go of my former family..."

"I... I'm still a ghost who ate people..."

"...So, sorry, Yushiro-san."

"I can't accept your feelings."

In my memory, Miss Zhushi had never smiled so miserably. For a while, Yushirou even thought that he was the one who made Zhushi so sad, and felt very guilty in his heart.

Just when he wanted to say something as much as possible.

Zhu Shi pursed his lips, leaving Yushiro with the last glimmer of hope.

In the trance memory, Zhu Shi said to Yushiro like this:

"But... if... there is an afterlife."

"If, I wash away my sins in hell."

"by that time…"

"perhaps…"

The memory behind has become more blurred, Yushirou only remembers solemnly nodding and swearing, loudly promising.

"I will definitely wait until that time! Please rest assured! Miss Zhu Shi!"

"Absolutely! I will pick you up!"

"I swear by... Yushiro Yamamoto's name!"

……

In the rainy night, Yushiro didn't know when he was completely standing in the majestic heavy rain.

The patients had already been placed in the new pioneer wards, so the streets were free of badly wounded warriors.

He looked up at the sky, and then turned his head to look at the Sagiri Mountain surrounded by dark clouds with deep eyes.

"...how...how to last until then..."

In the rainy night, the man whose doctor's robe was soaked was talking quietly to himself.

(End of this chapter)