The Spirit World

Chapter 277 Crazy People
If we are just, why do we still lose?

Please don't give me some empty talk about justice being late, justice eventually coming, etc.

I just want to know, if we are righteous, why do we lose so miserably?

Are we less cruel than our enemies? Are we born cowardly? Are we too kind?

What kind of bullshit is this?

Will they lose if the enemy stops being cruel and cowardly and becomes kind?

No, we haven't found the real reason why we lost...

Maybe it’s because we really don’t know, or maybe it’s because we find it hard to say. 】

【There are many things we haven’t solved yet! 】

Yellow sand filled the sky, the wind swept across the land, and the overwhelming dust overturned the world of death.

"Can't you calm down?"

Jun'ichi Tachibana sat on the yellow sand, like a quiet statue abandoned in this wasteland, with a fur coat made of golden threads and a skirt made of quicksand, neither moving nor fluttering.

She looked at the other person lying on the sand with a bit of resentment, and randomly made a ball of sand at hand and started beating it.

The white fine sand in the sand ball flows, like two snow curtains of different colors interlaced with the yellow sand on the outside. It is bustling, but with the loneliness unique to sand and dust. Compared with the loneliness of snow, it is more desolate and more open-minded.

"Sometimes it's really strange... Little Painter..."

Jun'ichi Tachibana tilted his head, slowly lowered his eyelashes with his big eyes flowing with golden sand, looked at the sand ball in his hand, patted it, and the ball bounced up, turning the world in the sand upside down.

White sand is the snow in the desert.

But this "snow" was very hot, and in her hands, it just felt heavy and drifting.

"Don't you find it strange? In the world I perceive, three thousand years have passed, but in your eyes, it seems that only a few years have passed."

She shook her head obediently: "No, no, no, it should be a few minutes, or, a few seconds."

"You are still furious and want to go... to take revenge, and want to go on your own..."

"Well, actually I don't know what you are going to do..."

She cutely scratched her head with her other hand, and looked innocently at a scorpion twisting its body out from the sand, then rushing towards her recklessly, trying to sting her.

Surprised, she quickly covered the sand scorpion with the sand ball in her hand. The scorpion rolled back and forth in the ball and struggled under the white sand.

She was startled and patted her chest and abdomen, and then she seemed to feel much better.

"You! Are! All! Crazy!"

Gong Xin looked around angrily, grabbed his hands in the sand, and as expected, he could only grab them.

Although he was angry, he was also aware that the "madman" in front of him who was cursed by her was not his enemy.

She was even her friend.

This made him even more miserable, with veins bulging above his eyes, but he could do nothing about it.

"You can't say that to me, because I'll be scared." Junichi Tachibana complained playfully, throwing the sand ball to the ground. It touched the ground and slowly returned to Junichi Tachibana's hand. "I really wonder if I'm crazy or not. This makes me very upset."

"Hmph..." Kyoushin felt distressed for a moment that Tachibana Jun'ichi was so innocent, and snorted with a sneer: "Do you still care? You don't care at all."

"What do you care about?"

Tachibana Jun'ichi pursed his lips, and it was unclear whether he really didn't know or was pretending not to know what Gong Xin was talking about. His ears moved, and he raised his eyes and blinked, then slowly pounced forward and stretched his body.

"What do you care about?! You horrible demon kings! When have you ever cared about the feelings of humans! Madmen! You are all madmen! You destroyed the whole! world!"

Gong Xin yelled in anger, which frightened her so much that she rolled away and slowly moved away.

"Aiya, aiya..." Jun'ichi Tachibana rolled off the small sandbag because of the yelling, and climbed up again and again. The sand ball rolled to Gong Xin like a gourd, and the scorpion turned into a sand sculpture, spinning in the ball.

"You are so strange, little painter! Since you have already drawn our appearance, it means that you have remembered your memory. Why do you still think this way?"

Junyi Tachibana was quite serious and sat up straight: "Think about it, if we are bad guys, crazy people, then why haven't we been arrested yet? Why are we here? And you? Why are you here?"

She rolled up her sleeves, and the quicksand clung to her body, turning into her skirt. Compared to now, it was lightly decorated with light and looked even more rosy.

"I saved you. It's really infuriating that you speak to your savior in such a tone!"

"angry!"

Tachibana Jun's childish words silenced Gong Xin, but he still kept staring at Tachibana Jun, staring at him with a helpless look that said no, and didn't say no. Tachibana Jun also stared at him, but her stare was more playful, with her eyebrows blinking and small butterflies flying.

"You look at me like that! I get angry too! Humph! Little painter! Don't think that just because we are good friends you can ignore my temper. I get angry too!"

She rolled up her sleeves high, revealing her arms as soft and smooth as tofu. The bright yellow light shone on them, making her look lively and even more beautiful.

"Besides! It was you! It was inexplicably the first one!"

"You are only seeking justice for the royal family members in your memory. I know more than you do. There are a lot of terrible people in the royal family. They are much dirtier, more ignorant, and more terrifying than you can imagine."

"I also saw with my own eyes when the royal family killed other royal family members. They devoured the old people, women and children alive, squeezed their juices and drew their blood. They were proficient in everything."

"So, Master Xun Huangying was so angry that he left the royal family..."

"You may call me a lunatic now, but I am still your friend! A friend of three thousand years!"

Jun'ichi Tachibana repeated it, almost crying out of grievance.

"You are only mourning for the compatriots in your mind. You yourself are disgusted by the fact that they are burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil. Why are you still mourning for them?"

"Innocent people are nothing more than the so-called untouchables who are oppressed by the powerful and corrupt officials who have long been oppressed."

"You, for these things, you are so cruel to me..."

Junichi Tachibana cried and grumbled. She was not a human being, so she would not feel any sympathy for such a huge group of people as the entire human race. However, she was scolded again and again by this "confused" little painter, just for the dead oppressors and the oppressed.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Kyoushin didn't care about Jun'ichi Tachibana's crying, but his vicious eyes became too gentle, which was different from his appearance just now.

"But, they were my compatriots... They were all killed by you! No, they were killed by you guys!"

His words were full of ups and downs, like the rolling waves, and he turned his head three times in a sentence as if to pause.

"No... I didn't kill them. I'm also a royal family, how could I kill them?"

Junichi Tachibana's tears really fell. She wiped her eyes, and then she felt that what Kyoushin said was ridiculous, and suddenly she stopped crying.

"But you are the devil! You! Are the devil who destroys the world! Junichi Tachibana..."

When he saw that Jun'ichi Tachibana had stopped crying, he felt a little emotional. He was shocked by what Jun'ichi Tachibana said, as if he had been struck by lightning. His whole body felt uncomfortable and he couldn't help but wonder whether what Jun'ichi Tachibana said was right or not.
What he was commemorating was nothing more than the abstract compatriots in his mind. There were too many and too diverse compatriots like this. If he went back three thousand years, could he really guarantee that he would love all of his compatriots?
How many of them did he know?

How many words could he say when he met the royal dignitaries?
When he met royal officials, would he walk up to them with his chest held high or would he nod and flatter them?
Can he really help or save all the elderly, the weak, women and children he encounters?

Or was he just a small painter assigned to the border three thousand years ago, responsible for the magnificent statues that had to be completed day after day.

He met his dead compatriot. Who knew him? Huh?

Self-touched? So terrified by self-touching?

“Gong Xin, you really should think about how you have survived to this day…ah…” Tachibana Junyi made no reservations in his evaluation of himself: “You have to tell me where we went wrong…You keep calling me a big devil, it’s so boring.” “And I was thinking, you are not a powerful person, and you don’t have any actual governance power. Your position is really weird, I don’t really understand…”

Tachibana Jun'ichi also gave an unreserved evaluation of Kyoushin: "In the royal family, you are just a small painter. Your position always makes people think that you are a strange person... What you said now... right... is very strange."

"At that time, being a small painter was just a position that no one respected... Ah, sorry, sorry... I mean... you are now seeking justice for all the royal family members... It's weird..."

"It's like when you go out on the street, people recognize you and ask you for advice and to take care of this and that... It makes you sad and confused..."

Jun'ichi Tachibana said something that Kyoushin would never forget in his life.

"Do your compatriots love you very much?"

"It seems to me that this is not the case..."

Tachibana Junichi could hardly hide her bitterness, but when Kyoushin heard her sarcasm, he gritted his teeth and stopped her.

"Shut up, lunatic!"

Gong Xin gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and suddenly fell backwards, lying on the yellow sand.

Jun'ichi Tachibana didn't know whether he was happy or angry, he just lay down on the yellow sand beside him, moved closer to him, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Looking at Gong Xin again, he also closed his eyes at the same time.

The sky was filled with yellow sand and heavy smoke, as if it was going to bury him.

His mind gradually went blank as Tachibana Jun'ichi "spoofed" the words word by word. Even the words "crazy" that he uttered were so pale and weak that his whole body went limp without a trace.

Will a transparent, marginalized, and struggling person in this world really mourn for his compatriots because of the destruction of the world?
No, no, no. In other words, among all kinds of compatriots, wouldn’t a marginalized person who is at the bottom of the society and almost becomes the opposite of his compatriots wish that the world would be overturned?
Fellow countrymen, it is precisely because they are fellow countrymen that the destruction is more brutal.

Haven't you seen it?
Congratulations!

Therefore, he was not thinking about all his compatriots at all. If so, the death of all his royal compatriots would be half good and half bad on Jun'ichi Tachibana. If so, his poor and humble soul would be singled out for mourning, which went against his own self-proclaimed lofty soul.

"Hahaha……"

Gong Xin laughed.

He even laughed so hard that tears came out.

Jun'ichi Tachibana was lying on the sand, and suddenly looked up at him and smiled.

His laughter trembled slightly, and then he calmly suppressed his laughter. After that, he laughed even more unrestrainedly with a puff.

"I'm not as good as I thought."

"As long as you know."

Junichi Tachibana spread his hands indifferently.

"One second you were living a life of drunkenness in your rental house, and the next second you were thinking about your country, right? If your compatriots really cared about you that much, you wouldn't be like this."

"You don't even know where you stand. You're crying here and being mean to me. It's really annoying."

"But I know you are like this, so it doesn't matter."

Jun'ichi Tachibana slowly moved her body next to Kyouxin. She didn't know why she did that, she just thought that being closer to her might make her feel better.

"Big rat, big rat, don't eat my millet."

He snorted, meaningless.

"You and I are like mandarin ducks, flying together in the world."

"what?"

Junichi Tachibana didn't understand what was being said and suddenly sat up.

"What are you muttering about?"

"I'm not afraid of the many rules of heaven... to tear you apart alive... you and I, in heaven and on earth... are of one mind..."

"What... are you talking about?"

Gong Xin sat up slowly.

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

"This is my position. If you want me to tell you, then you should know it."

"I don't know."

Jun'ichi Tachibana scratched his head, then shook it suddenly, looking innocent and difficult to find out.

"What punishment could be more cruel than death?"

Gong Xin placed his hands on his knees and slowly sat cross-legged, his hair swaying in the wind and sand.

"I don't know... I don't even know what you're talking about..."

"Let me ask you, what punishment would be more cruel than death?"

Kyoushin spoke clearly word by word, but Jun'ichi Tachibana didn't understand.

"Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, hoping to grow old together."

"Even if the demon is full of evil, the pure love will destroy it..."

He looked at the sand in the palm of his hand, which was flying wildly, and then it scattered with a loud bang and was also carried away by the strong wind.

"This punishment is really bitter...isn't it?"

Gong Xin began to laugh again. He looked up at the sky. This world that was destroyed by the ignorant people around him was turning over in fear and trepidation, but it was better than nothing.

He stared at the sky with one eye narrowed. The dark sky also flickered like flames.

"You also understand, this kind of horrific punishment... is actually carried out by you..."

The people in the sky seemed to understand his words and flashed their light once again, with the green light becoming more and more intense.

“Hehehe…hehehe…I never thought…that I would be…like you…”

Gong Xin placed his right hand on his knee and slowly moved forward.

He seemed unable to say what he wanted to say, but the smile came to an abrupt end as the corners of his mouth turned up helplessly.

"vicious……"

I've been reading other people's novels recently...

Some are very interesting, some are very bad...but in fact, it is difficult to get the vinegar that I like...I'd rather make my own vinegar and eat the dumplings I like.

Because Lin'er is eager to return to the present world, but her reasons are not sufficient, and are exactly the same as Gongxin's current situation, so there must be a Gongxin to compare with her reasons, and Junyi Ju is Gongxin's Xunhuangying, but Xunhuangying is alive and transparent, Junyi Ju once clicked.

As one of the seven great demon kings, Jun'ichi Tachibana represents desolation. His heart is also desolate. Because his heart is desolate, he is a little inferior to Xun Huangying.

From this chapter, I feel that I have left the ranks of “using novels to preach”…

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(End of this chapter)