messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 45 The Silent One Doesn't Really Say Nothing

Yingzi named herself Xixing Temple. I don't know if it was a coincidence that Junhu is also to the west.

Holding the cherry-colored umbrella, they walked westward all the way, as if they had walked through the world.

She lived in seclusion with her parents in the mountains and forests since she was a child, and has been living in Shanju Village since then. This is the first time Yingzi has seen this human world so closely.

They passed by the bustling, bustling crowds, brightly lit city, singing and dancing, enjoying delicious food and wine.If the world is like this, it should be very good, right?
Unfortunately, most of the time, the world is not like this.

What is the world like?

The world is a beggar with a cane standing next to the bustling crowd; the world is an orphan abandoned in a corner under a city full of lights; smell.

But whether it is prosperous or ugly, this world is not what Yingzi wants to see.

For her, her world has been submerged in a sea of ​​flames, and has been buried by the cherry blossoms one after another.

One day, while walking on the road, Yingzi asked Chu.

"Chu, will you come back after you leave?"

At that time, it was raining lightly in the sky, and the raindrops hit the umbrella surface with soft noises.

After thinking for a while, he replied.

"If there is no task, it won't happen."

She will only be ordered to go to the world where she should go, without a mission, she will not go anywhere.

Yingzi turned her hands away, held her palms together, and walked forward with her head raised.

It seemed as if a black bird had flown in the sky, it seemed to be a swallow, and before you knew it, it was the season for the swallow to leave.

After walking a few steps forward, Yingzi suddenly turned around, she opened her hand, and said to Chu.

"carried me."

"Huh?" Chu was stunned for a moment.

The sound of the rain became more detailed, and the raindrops fell on the ground and gathered into a gurgling stream.

With red eyes, Yingzi showed a clean smile, and said to Chu again.

"I want you to carry me on your back."

Just like when they first met.

"Yeah." When Chu came back to his senses, he walked in front of Yingzi and squatted down.

Yingzi walked up behind Chu and lay on her back.

Chu's body was a little cold, but Yingzi hugged her tightly and leaned her face on her shoulder.

Chu stood up and continued to walk forward, Sakura was on Chu's back, looking at the seemingly endless road ahead, quietly feeling Chu's steady footsteps.

She smiled, lowered her head, and gently closed her eyes.

She doesn't want to let go anymore, she wants to use this last time to hold on to everything she has.

At the beginning, she could hear Yingzi's breathing, but she didn't look back at Yingzi, but walked forward silently.

That day, Yingzi had that dream again, that black flying bird was carrying her on its back, flying to a place far, far away.

"Chu." In the dream, Yingzi lay on Chu's shoulder and muttered.

"Don't go?"

Chu's footsteps paused, but she didn't answer Yingzi, just like most of the time, she could only keep silent.

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I don't know when, a word spread among the warriors that a woman named Xixing Temple was looking for Jizo.Moreover, she wanted to kill him.

But people don't like to call that woman Xixing Temple, they prefer to call her Xixing Yao.

Saigoyō is a monster in biography. According to legend, it was just a cherry blossom tree at the earliest time, until a person committed suicide under its tree, and it became a monster.Its blooming flowers are beautiful, and it attracts people with this beautiful flower, and then makes them die under the tree, and the bones of the dead will be buried under its roots.The description in the biography is like this, the more people die, the more beautiful the flowers it blooms.

Just like this biography, Xixing Temple is also a beautiful woman, but also dangerous.

Although she doesn't kill people, the wrists of those who fight with her will be cut off by her, and they will never be able to use a knife for a lifetime. This is even more painful than death for a samurai.

Therefore, according to word of mouth, Xixing Temple became a monster-like figure.

Said that she was holding a paper umbrella painted with cherry blossoms, wearing cherry-colored clothes, and holding a rusty long knife in her hand.There will always be a woman holding an umbrella for her behind her, with a scar on her face.The two walked west all the way, heading towards Junhu.

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In a crowded small wine shop, Jizo drank a bowl of sake in one gulp, some of the wine stained the stubble at the corner of his mouth, and he put the empty wine bowl on the table.

The wine in Junhu is the best within a hundred miles, especially in autumn.

Appreciate the falling red maple, pour a pot of sake, and drink it by yourself. Some people say that it is simply a thought in life.

It means that you will live your whole life with just one thought in mind.

The person who said this was probably a hopeless alcoholic, but I have to admit that when the flying red maple falls, drinking lightly with a glass of sake in hand is really a wonderful situation in life.

"Meow." A meow came from Jizo's arms, and Jizo lowered his head.

A brown wild cat poked its head out of his baggy clothes, screaming and scratching at its beard.

"Oh, do you want to drink too?" Dizang's mouth curled up slightly.

He picked up the jug on the table and added another bowl of wine to the wine bowl.

The brown wild cat jumped onto the table, circled around the wine bowl, then squatted in front of the wine bowl, bent down, and licked the wine in the wine bowl.

"Meow." The wild cat shuddered all over, and even stood up its tail.

"Haha." Dizang laughed, and stretched out his hand to stroke the wild cat's back.

"This is the consequence of your momentary greed, so you must remember it."

The people on both sides looked at Jizo in astonishment. Many of them knew Jizo, and when they saw him laughing suddenly, they all unconsciously felt a chill down their backs.

The wild cat fell and rolled on the table.

Dizang finished laughing, shook his head, picked up the wine bowl and didn't mind that it was drunk by the wild cat, and drank it down in one gulp.

At this time, a drinker at another table stood up, walked past Jizo's table, put a small piece of paper on the table, walked away quickly without saying anything.

Jizo frowned, and he picked up the paper.

There are some messages and a short message written on the paper.

"Xihang Temple?" Ksitigarbha said to himself, and put down the note.

"Then I'll wait for you here."

He continued to drink, and the wild cat was probably drunk, and continued to scratch his ears on the table.

(End of this chapter)