Sauichiro: rebuilding Ashina from the obliteration of the pillar

Chapter 209 Meeting with the Two Sword Masters

When Genichiro followed Tanjiro to the hillside not far behind Zaomen's house, he couldn't help opening his mouth slightly when he saw the sea of ​​flowers blooming in the setting sun.

Genichiro never expected that he would easily, or even accidentally, "bump into" something that Kimai Tsuji had been looking for for nearly a thousand years without success—the blue Higan flower.

According to Zhu Shi, Oni Wu Tsuji thought that this special flower could help him overcome the sun, so he has been looking for it persistently.This is also his original intention to use blood to create other ghosts. The casualties caused by ghosts to humans along the way have always been just a by-product of the process of achieving their goals. As for attracting and diverting human attention, that is secondary.

But what Guiwu Tsuji Wucan never imagined was that this thing that he had been thinking about for thousands of years was actually in his old enemy... in the back mountain of the charcoal-burning family who was suspected of being a descendant of Ji Guoyuan. In full bloom, not as rare as imagined.

"It's ironic..."

Genichiro was a little horrified by this coincidence, goosebumps involuntarily rose all over his body, as if he was in the real scene, he felt that the gods were targeting Onimai Tsuji so miserably.

However, what he didn't quite understand was that the flowers were blooming here like this. There were three or four thousand ghosts under Gui Wu Tsuji Wumai's previous subordinates. How could it be possible to just miss this kind of place?
Judging from Genichiro's reading of the memories of his subordinate ghosts, it is precisely because he believes that he "has searched all over Japan" that he and Kuro came up with the idea of ​​obtaining a way to enter Wei Ming— ——Because that is the only place where the evil spirits have never set foot, and I firmly believe that the blue Higan flower is in Weiming.

It can be seen that he can be so sure only when most of the land has been searched.

Could it be that all the ghosts who set foot here were killed by Tanjiro's ancestors?
But judging from the conversation with Tanjuro, until the existence of ghosts was recognized by the government, the Zaomen family's understanding of ghosts only stayed at the stage of "grandma's story".

The sword shape of the breath of the sun has been adapted into a non-lethal dance, and there is no trace of using the sun knife at home.

Therefore, the possibility that the ghost who came to investigate was killed is very small.

Then, why did Guiwu Tsuji Wumi happen to miss this place?

After thinking for a while, Genichiro noticed another strange thing...

That is, the blue Bianhua in front of me is obviously different from the normal wild Bianhua——.

Although the sun was setting at this time, there were warm winds blowing on the hillside, which made people a little anxious, far exceeding the suitable temperature for the survival of the red and white wild Bana.

You know, the reason why Bianhua is called "the flower of hell" and "the flower of death" is because this kind of plant likes a humid environment, and it often grows on human graves, and even the flowering period is in most flowers. Autumn begins to wither...

But now it happens to be midsummer, and it is also the most sunny days of the year.

In other words, the growth habit of the blue other shore flower seems to be the opposite of its close relatives.

After discovering this feature, Genichiro immediately had a guess.

"Tanjiro," he asked with a strange expression, "is this blue Higan flower only blooming during the day?"

Only in this way can it explain why Guiwu Tsuji Wumi couldn't find this thing!
Because this flower is closed at night!
"Hey, Genichiro, have you seen this kind of flower before?"

Tanjiro asked doubtfully, and then gave the answer, "You are right. This kind of flower is very magical. It only blooms in the daytime around the Obon Festival, and the flowering period is only two or three days. But , it doesn’t open every year, only when it’s sunny.”

"That is to say, it will only bloom when there is direct sunlight."

Genichiro put it another way, "Is that what you mean?"

"Yes. But what happens next is the most amazing."

Tanjiro walked to the edge of the sea of ​​flowers and knelt down, and picked one of them, "Whether the flower will be picked or not, once the sun sets, it will wither and shrink like dead, and the color will become pale But in the morning of the next day, at the first moment of seeing the sun, the unpicked flowers will 'resurrect from the dead' and bloom again."

Genichiro couldn't help shrinking his eyes, and suddenly felt that Oni Wu Tsuji was really miserable.He would never see the flower alive without human help.

But this place is very hidden, if not for a local like Tanjiro leading the way, I am afraid no one would take the initiative to find it.

"I sat here all night during the Obon festival the year my grandma died, and I saw it all with my own eyes."

In Tanjiro's words, he is not interested in the flowers themselves, but in the possibilities that this place has.

"It was when it bloomed the next day that I smelled grandma's scent. Although it was very faint, I would never remember it wrong."

Tanjiro looked at Genichiro tenderly and continued: "Although I didn't see her, I knew she was here, and she also knew that I could smell her presence. She told me through the smell that I should help my mother take good care of my brother." Sister, let Dad pay attention to his body, and also told about the fact that Mom has Hanako in her stomach..."

Xianichiro looked at him quietly, and couldn't help feeling a little flustered in his heart, not knowing whether he should turn on his spirit vision or not.

"Don't hold back, I can see that you haven't seen each other for a long time."

Tanjiro seemed to feel the slight change in Genichiro's mood, and gently held Genichiro's wrist with a warm hand.

"But Genichiro, there must be a reason for you to come to my house today. And it's not a coincidence that you can see things that ordinary people can't see like Dad." When he said this, The tone was childish and naive, but it seemed to be very convinced, "There must be someone who cares about you and led you here."

"So...No matter what, you can't miss it, and you can't disappoint those who care about you."

After finishing speaking, he picked a few bunches of blue Bana flowers from the ground and put them in his pocket, and took the stag's body from the slightly dazed Xianyi shoulder, and hung it on his own shoulder, looking a bit struggling, But still hold on.

"I'll go back and process the ingredients first, you have to hurry up."

After all, when the other shore flowers wither at sunset, the magical power of this sea of ​​flowers will also disappear.

After saying the last sentence, Tanjiro turned his head and left, leaving Genichiro at the edge of the empty blue sea of ​​flowers.

The red-gold sunset slanted down the afterglow, illuminating half of Genichiro's face, but the other half was shrouded in a deep shadow, perfectly presenting his conflicted mood.

"Could it...could it be...them?"

Genichiro whispered to himself, "But after all, they died in another world, how could they appear here?"

He pulled out a bitter smile, "Impossible."

This was the second time in his life that Genichiro had a strong thought of retreating.

And the last time, when he came home from practicing arrows, he saw the warriors from the inner palace leading people into his house, murdering, robbing and setting fire to him.

That time, he hid, but also from that day on, he forgot his family and only remembered the hatred.Also from that day on, he would rather choose to die together than accept the possibility of failure...

Facing this difficulty, he seemed to have returned to that day, back to the real childhood, becoming helpless and fearful.

But immediately, the habit developed over the years made shame and anger at himself flood into Genichiro's mind like a flood that broke a bank.

He will always remember what he lost when he escaped last time.

He won't make the same mistakes again.

He walked towards the center of the sea of ​​flowers, and let the pleasant fragrance penetrate into his nostrils without taking any precautions.

"Vision."

With the opening of the invisible third eye between the brows, everything he saw changed.

The sea of ​​flowers that originally only occupied the hillside suddenly expanded infinitely towards the surroundings—and the unique topography of the mountain disappeared completely, replaced by a flat river.Genichiro realized that he seemed to have broken into a huge chessboard covered with blue Higan flowers.

The air here has a familiar viscous feeling.

Genichiro immediately understood that this place is not the real world.

Rather, it is similar to the phantom corridor, the narrow space between life and death, the junction of the world and the underworld.

It seems that what Tanjiro said about smelling the dead grandma was not his own fantasy.It's just that his spiritual vision, or sense of smell is not strong enough, so he was not able to enter this fantasy land.

As he recognized the truth of everything in front of him, the Bianhua flowers in front of him separated to the two sides like soldiers in a line, revealing a path of soft white light.

This road is a bit like the gap where the protagonist enters the fog-shrouded Borettania in "Devil's Soul", it is a road that cannot be returned.

But at the end of that road is the person Genichiro wants to find.

He kept moving forward, and finally, after a few minutes, he found a small spot on the road directly ahead.

Unprecedented tension gripped his heart, but he didn't hesitate, getting closer and faster to that small spot——

Until he could see clearly what was in that small dot, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, but it was immediately replaced by a tangled and complicated expression, but there was no re-acquaintance with this person as he had imagined. A surprise when we meet.

At the end of the road is a low couch.

An old man in Qing Dynasty wearing a white bathrobe was leaning on a low couch drinking fine wine. On his vicissitudes of life, a single eye showed a hidden sharpness.

If it wasn't Wei Ming's single-mindedness, who could it be!

Genichiro really never expected that the person Tanjiro mentioned would be grandpa!

Seeing someone coming along the flower path, the old man put the jug aside, and said loudly as usual.

"It's Genichiro who is here!"

Genichiro stopped in front of the low couch, didn't salute, didn't say hello, didn't speak, as if he didn't even breathe.

Wei Ming Yixin's thin body gradually straightened up, with a slight smile on his face full of age spots.

"I thought that you would become more cheerful when you made new friends."

"As a result, even if you live again, your character still hasn't changed."

"You don't even want to call me grandpa..."

Yixin didn't just drink too much or something, his tone was a bit weird, it didn't sound like an old man, but more like when the two just met.

Genichiro knelt down opposite Yixin, quietly looking at the person in front of him.

"...Grandpa." His lips moved, but it took a long time for him to make a recognizable voice, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

For Yixin, death may only have been a short time ago.

But for Kenichiro Ashina, who was forced to clear the soul series hundreds of times, it has been a long time since the last time we met.

However, seeing Wei Ming Yixin's mood again, he was not even as excited as when he revived Guiting Yaxiao.

What filled his heart could even be said to be plain, doubtful, and confused.

After all, although his name is Mr. Onitian Masakaya, in reality he is regarded as his father.

And he called Wei Mingyi his grandfather, but more often he regarded him as his lord or benefactor.

"I'm really disappointed in you, Genichiro."

After a short period of calm, Wei Ming's first words pierced Genichiro's heart like a sharp knife.

"But not because of what happened before...not because of the fire that engulfed everything."

"It's because God gave you such an opportunity—"

His voice became high-pitched, as he used to speak.

"But you just want to be a ghost haunting the past... you don't want to really live."

"Grandpa..." Genichiro raised his head and looked directly at the other person's one-eyed eyes that could penetrate people's hearts, but his heart was in a mess.

"I'm disappointed because you found me, a dead person, before you found yourself."

Wei Ming concentrated on saying the words that Genichiro couldn't understand, while shaking his head in annoyance.

"If you think that everything you do now is a reward for me."

"Then Genichiro, your reward is too cheap."

"You..." Xianichiro frowned, unable to bear the metaphysics-like sentence, "What do you mean by this? Is it not in your favor to bring Wei Ming into this world?"

"Haven't you noticed?! You care too much about my thoughts, far more than your own! You are only living to repay me, but you never ask and ponder your own heart, and even deliberately avoid it."

Wei Ming yelled and said: "Understood? You are not Genichiro! You are only your guilt! Your unwillingness! Your anger! Your entanglement! Your obsession!"

"Kenichiro, you are the only one who is not yourself!"

After the words fell, a purple lightning flashed across Genichiro's head, tearing the entire sky apart.

And Genichiro also felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and stood frozen on the spot, like a burnt tree that had lost its moisture.

(End of this chapter)