Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

Li Mo walked around the peach forest, followed the wall to the east attic, jumped up, and entered the second floor of the house through the east window.

The room was pitch black, and Li Mo deliberately did not make any noise to disturb Xiao Qianyo and her grandmother.

Quietly go up the stairs to the first floor.

The moment one foot touched the first floor, my mind suddenly became dazed, and the sharp and piercing sound of a rooster crowing echoed in my ears for a long time.

When Li Mo came to his senses, the tip of his nose was only a fist away from the floor.

Fortunately, Li Mo reacted quickly and avoided the risk of falling to the ground.

Looking back at the peach wood rooster above the table, it has bright eyes and a majestic bearing, not afraid of any evil things at all.

Li Mo stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly. The majestic peach wood rooster instantly lost its balance and fell on the table.

The crowing of chickens lingering in my ears finally stopped.

The terrifying law disappeared.

"It does specialize in targeting those ghosts in Yae Village that possess some of the consciousness of living people. Unfortunately, the effect is a bit lacking. The peach wood is in a serious state of decay, so the exorcism items made from it naturally cannot be 100% effective."

"But even if it's a 100% effective exorcist, it can only stop a single ghost."

"Ultimately, the peach wood rooster is just a backup. The peach grove, the threshold, and the layout of the house are the main barriers."

Li Mo talked freely, put the peach wood rooster straight, and sat on the stairs to start thinking.

The peach wood rooster only targets those "standing on the first floor". Once a ghost enters, the other party's thoughts will stagnate.

With the help of Li Mo's strange pistol, as long as the ghost is not too outrageous, it can be dealt with.

Now that I've agreed, I have to do something.

Yaemura became increasingly strange because of his arrival, and it was understandable that Li Mo acted as Chiyo's bodyguard for the night.

But even if he didn't come, Yaemura seemed to be getting more and more abnormal, otherwise Grandma Chiyo wouldn't be so anxious for him to take little Chiyo out.

Something must have happened that would make it strange for outsiders to continue living in this village.

"The three points of doubt about the priest: the fox god, the requirements of the priest, and Yae Rin's actions before his death."

Li Mo breaks down and analyzes the essence of sacrifice based on his own experience.

Everything has a corresponding price. Some people live a peaceful life, while others carry heavy burdens and move forward.

If a mortal wants to seize the power of a god, then the destruction of the body and the collapse of the will are just one of the prices to pay.

This is the law of all things in the world.

To exist is to lose.

So, in the Middle Ages, an era when productivity was underdeveloped and resources were scarce.

A natural refuge from the "false humans," a village where every household has ample food and clothing. The price to be paid is probably the so-called sacrifice, offering loyalty to the fox god.

"Yae Sakura didn't tell us more about the ritual, but there's a high probability that a 'fox god' exists. The fox god is just a symbol. It might not be a fox god, but a pattern, a distorted phenomenon."

"The original novel's sacrifice requires the offering of a virgin, but this requirement doesn't exist. Otherwise, Yae Sakura wouldn't have told me to protect myself before she left."

"Because I'm not a virgin."

"……strangeness."

When Li Mo analyzed this, he had a strange feeling in his heart.

He always felt that he should raise the corners of his mouth and smile foolishly, but that didn't happen.

The gloomy face looked like the outline of a ghost in the darkness.

"Change your thinking. The requirement is that she's not a virgin, and it's a condition I can meet..."

"Outsiders."

Li Mo quickly came to a conclusion.

"No, it's too general and there's too little information. Just one sentence is not enough to support a final conclusion."

"But if there really is such a thing as sacrifice..."

"The price should be an 'outsider' who has completed a certain ritual."

"Don't be like tonight? Yae Sakura said this. If she hadn't arrived in time tonight, what would have become of me?"

"and many more……"

As his thoughts continued, Li Mo assumed that if Yaezakura had not appeared, he would undoubtedly become a sheep in the sheepfold, and then that ghost sheep would replace him and become Li Mo.

Would the ritual kill people? If that were the case, Chiyo, who had lived in Yae Village for so many years, would definitely explain it to me.

The fact that she didn't say anything proved that sacrifice was normal in her eyes.

What is normal?

For the living.

It is normal to use pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks as sacrifices.

But what if those pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks were transformed from humans?

Li Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had some understanding of the essence of this village.

This seems to explain why the ghosts encountered tonight have the same behavioral patterns as living people.

Because they are all ghosts imitating humans.

It only reveals its true form at night.

Thinking of this, Li Mo got up and went to the second floor. Relying on his special eyes, he could move in and out of the darkness freely.

When I came to Chiyo's room, I found her sleeping soundly with her pillow in her arms. The quilt covered her whole body, with only her little head sticking out.

Then Li Mo came to Grandma Chiyo's room and found nothing unusual.

There is no difference from daytime, they all look like living people.

But come to think of it, only ghosts would make so many arrangements in their own homes to ward off evil spirits and misfortunes.

"Then there is one last bit of doubt left."

"Why did Yae Rin say those words before she died."

Li Mo began to dissect the essence behind Yae Rin's behavior in his mind.

On the other side, Yae Sakura entered the sheep pen again with a sword and saw a black goat wearing shepherd's clothes and holding a rope.

Chapter 17 Rat Plague

There was a panic all around, and holding the red-dyed cherry blossoms, Yaezakura's right palm and wrist also appeared inexplicable strange patterns.

The demon on the Akazaki Sakura blade spread along the hilt to Yaezakura's fair and tender skin. Sharp claws carved strange and bright red patterns on it, expressing despair, collapse, and madness...

Those were the expressions of many people before they died, mixed together to form a distorted and deformed appearance.

Gradually, the entire arm became contaminated.

"I won't let you...get even a single step closer to him."

Yaezakura spoke coldly to the shepherd who was hiding in the darkness deep inside the sheepfold.

The shepherd stood up straight, and changed from a monster with a goat's head and a human body to the appearance of Yae Sakura, and imitated Yae Sakura's sword-holding posture.

With his waist bent, head lowered, eyes wide open, his body looked like an arrow ready to shoot out at any moment.

A demon sword exactly the same as the one Akazome Sakura used appeared in his hand, but unfortunately there was no blood flowing on it, only a dull, ordinary blade swallowed by darkness.

Yaezakura stepped forward instantly, and bright red light poured out from the blade.

The shepherd did the same thing, but the next second the sheep's head fell to the ground with a thud, leaving it no chance to resist.

Under the crushing of absolute completeness, the shepherd who only possessed a single rule was easily killed.

The ghost will not die, and at the moment it is about to restart, its time and space are frozen.

No, not strictly speaking.

The restart is still in effect, but... the ghost did not update according to the established procedure.

The shepherd was already in a state of restarting, but countless ghosts grabbed every blood vessel and every muscle of his... and dragged him back to the time of death.

In the end, it was dragged back to the Akazume Sakura and became a ghost inside that was always restarting but could never restart.

After doing this, the madness in Yaezakura's blood-red eyes began to fade, and the pure blue color took over again.

The red-dyed Sakura in his hand turned back into Sakura Fubuki, as pure as a girl's heart.

"Uh—I'm…"

Looking at the white bones and mottled bloodstains on the ground, Yaezakura was stunned for a long time before she reacted.

"I protected Mo Jun."

"Dirty things have started appearing in the village again. No wonder father is so eager to hold a sacrifice."

"Only sacrifices can calm the chaos and prevent the monsters from entering the village again."

"I have to protect everyone's safety. I'll continue patrolling tonight, walking from the south to the north of the village."

Yaezakura walked north with a sword in hand. Her contaminated arm recovered without any ominous trace.

At Chiyo's grandmother's house, Li Mo sat in the stairwell between the first and second floors, constantly thinking about the difference between the sacrifice mentioned by Yaezakura and the sacrifice in the original book.

Just as Peach Blossom Spring and Yae Village are similar but different, many of the stories that Li Mo knows by heart are almost modified versions of supernatural events in order to pass the review and suit the public.

The reason is unknown, but obviously not everything needs to be investigated.

If everything can be traced back, it is not something humans can do.

Omniscience is omnipotence, and omnipotence is God.

Is the notebook omniscient? I don't know... It doesn't matter. Let's first consider the relationship between the two sacrifices.

Li Mo began to dissect the essence behind Yae Rin's behavior in his mind.

But after thinking about it, I can only come to one conclusion: the screenwriter is sick.

Just because you don't want your sister to feel guilty?

But this sentence is clearly pushing Yaezakura into the fire pit, wanting her to become a bloody executioner and a tool for the villagers to alleviate their own guilt.

Because it was Yaezakura who wielded the blade, not them.

So they can choose the sacrifices with peace of mind and comfort themselves in their hearts that it was not them who did it, they just wanted to exchange it for rain to save more people.

"Yae Sakura had clearly expressed her dislike for the rituals before. She was pure and kind-hearted. If it weren't for what Yae Rin said to her at the end, she probably wouldn't have hypnotized herself like she did later and turned into a numb killing machine."

Li Mo tried to put himself and people he knew into the perspective of the Yae sisters.

If I were standing in Yaesakura's perspective and they were standing in Yae Rin's perspective, what would they say to me?

Mei will feel relieved: "If it can make my brother feel better, even if I die now, Mei will have no complaints."

Hua Hui looked relieved: "When people come to Luoyang, the flowers are in full bloom, but it's not spring when I come... I am willing to pour out my heart, and you can do as you please."

Padu would scream and struggle desperately: "Ahhhhh!!! Brother Mo, save me! I don't want to die!"

Shi Yu Qiluo was arrogant and glared at him with contempt. She said harsh words in the first half of her sentence, but softened her tone in the second half: "Be decisive and give me a quick death. If possible, close your eyes. I don't want you to remember my miserable state before I die..."

Mei will say after a brief silence, "People always focus on something important besides themselves. After I die, traces of my existence will still remain here. I'm curious whether you will care about these traces. Even more curious, when these traces disappear from this world, will you still remember them at some point... these insignificant yet precious traces that once existed but are now gone."

"After that, use the lack of logic to create your own logic. Let everything be the way you like it best."

"All the past is a dream, and reality is the continuation of the dream."

"If you really care about someone, recognize his ideas, respect his choices, and acknowledge his value."

"Then you should realize his dream. Practice his philosophy and understand how he sees things in all their beauty and decay."

“That’s the path I’m following.”

"After all, what the world recognizes is not empty words, but real struggle, right?"

Li Mo suddenly pulled himself out of his fantasy and touched his eyeballs, which were a little moist, with his pupils contracted into vertical pupils.

The field of vision suddenly changed, and every speck of dust on the ground and every crack on the wall were clearly visible.

The only person he didn't see was the owner of the words, the girl who always wore work uniforms, had black eye sockets, and could easily see through all his thoughts.