I, enter the zero world, change the ending

In an instant, Shenhong was surprised and happy. He bent down to pick up the lens and the bottle and turned around hurriedly.

I originally planned to go to Zhiyao first, but when I saw Gudu curled up on the ground, I changed the order and decided to go to Gudu first.

As she was leaving, Zhiyao was staring intently in this direction, looking like he was possessed. Noticing this, Shenhong came to Zhiyao's side and gently pushed his shoulder.

"Don't look, Kurosawa is injured."

Zhiyao suddenly came to her senses, nodded subconsciously, and followed Shenhong to Gudu's side. Xiao Wuhui was still looking over there, and after a moment, her eyebrows gradually frowned.

"Sikong, she is..."

"You've seen me before, right?" Zhiyao said, "To be honest, I didn't expect her to show up here."

"But didn't she go to the other side a long time ago?" The more she thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed to her. Xiao Wuhui was extremely concerned.

"No one can explain this clearly. Anyway, just ask later." After saying that, Zhiyao turned her attention back to Gudu. Seeing Gudu curled up with his weak eyes half closed, she felt so distressed that it was indescribable.

"Kurosawa..." He stretched out his hand and placed it on Gudu's head.

"Hey, it's okay." Gudu forced a smile, his voice faint. "That guy was really strong... We both got kicked, but you looked like nothing happened."

"I don't have any other advantages except that I have thick blood."

"Really? I... need to rest for a while, um." After saying that, Gudu closed his eyes peacefully.

The pain was not that severe anymore. The real reason was fatigue. She wanted to take this opportunity to get some sleep, that was all.

After a while, the only sound left on the scene was the steady and gentle breathing. Seeing that she was sleeping peacefully, Zhiyao yawned. Shenhong rubbed her eyes, and then Shenhong handed the bottle she picked up to Xiao Wuhui.

"I found this where the guy disappeared."

"This is the sacred water!" Xiao Wuhui recognized it at a glance, her tone revealing uncontrollable surprise. "I thought the last bottle was gone, but I didn't expect Himuro Shibafune to still have it hidden."

It turned out to be true. Shen Hong took it from Xiao Wu Hui without saying a word and unscrewed the bottle. "Come, Sikong, let me help you wash off the black marks first."

Zhiyao: "Don't worry, don't worry, keep it for now, and wait until it starts to hurt..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xiao Wuhui.

"Wash now, immediately!"

"It's better to clean the wound on your shoulder." Another voice followed, not from any of them.

The three of them looked over when they heard the sound and found that it was the young woman who had just come to their side.

"By the way, I haven't said thank you yet." Crimson hurriedly stood up and bowed. "It's really thanks to your help just now, otherwise my friends would be in danger."

"Hmm." A fragrant smile spread across the young woman's face. "It's just a small favor. No need to be so humble."

"Really? Ahaha." Shenhong responded with a quiet smile. His eyes moved to the woman's hand and he changed his tone to a negotiating one. "Can you return the knife in your hand to us first? My friend borrowed it from someone else and it has to be returned later."

As soon as these words came out, Zhiyao quickly pulled Shenhong's hand and said, "Don't say that. The things originally belonged to him."

"That's what happened?" Shenhong was confused, then realized that it was the owner who came to her house. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Sikong had no choice but to do that because of me. Please forgive him!"

Shenhong looked very nervous, the young woman was confused, and Zhiyao looked embarrassed.

"Um, Hinasaki, she's not the owner. She... well, the item is hers, but I didn't borrow it from her. This is a bit complicated to explain."

Upon hearing this, Shenhong felt confused. Just as she was about to ask in detail, she heard Zhiyao speak first and talk to the young woman.

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Sikong Zhiyao. What should I call you? Shen Fangye, or Suzuka?"

Knowing his name when they met for the first time, Shenhong immediately felt that something was wrong.

"you know me?"

Suzuka also found it incredible. No matter how hard she racked her brains, she couldn't remember where she had seen the boy in front of her.

"May I ask your Excellency?"

"Why don't you answer my question first?" Zhiyao took the initiative and asked back, "You should have gone to the other side many years ago. How did you end up here?"

"Oh, what you see now is a remnant of my soul."

"Remaining soul?"

Suzuka handed over the Chuyeshi knife and pointed to a place on it. Zhiyao couldn't see anything. Suzuka pointed again. He widened his eyes and looked closely, and finally saw that there was a not very conspicuous crack there.

"Wait, what's going on?"

"The blade was damaged. This blade is made up of several pieces of spirit stone. My residual soul was sleeping in one of them. It happened to be that piece that was damaged, so I woke up."

Zhiyao then recalled that his weapon had been knocked away twice by Himuro Shibafune, and nodded as if he had understood something.

"Okay, now it's your turn to answer. How do you know me?"

Rishang Mountain, also known as Lingshan, is a suicide sanctuary in this country.

When the moon was high in the sky, a short-haired young man was walking slowly in the quiet forest.

In his left hand, the young man held a small lock of white hair, one end bound with a thin red string. In his right, he held an amber knife, the blade occasionally gleaming with a golden glow, as if alerting the bearer to any disturbances nearby. Of course, this was part of the meaning; the other part was a warning to any evil spirits that might attempt to offend. Once, an adult male evil spirit, armed with a knife and a lit torch, attacked the young man. He chopped off his limbs, gouged out his eyes, and had his face gouged to pieces, leaving no visible features.

The screams echoed in the mountains and forests for a long time. It is said that the evil spirit was tortured to death in the end.

The silvery moonlight spread across the entire mountain range, covering the earth with a layer of silver frost. Rustling sounds could be heard from time to time among the lush vegetation. Even so, the young man remained focused, his eyes looking straight ahead.

He had only one thing in mind, to go to the house of fate.

He wants to meet someone.

(Refresh, there is more to come)

"Bai Ju..." The young man sighed, a determined smile on his face, "Do you really think you can hide? No matter where you are, I can find you."

Unconsciously, a thick fog blew up in front of him. The young man pointed the tip of his knife straight ahead and slowly moved forward, as if he was breaking the barrier invisible to the naked eye. Soon, the house of the Family of Marriage appeared before his eyes.

At this point, the young man smiled happily.

"Let's end this today, Baiju."

Pushing open the door, he was greeted by a dazzling array of photos of potential brides. Without missing a beat, the young man opened the trapdoor on the left, then, relying on his memory, passed through the reception room and out to the outer courtyard at the rear of the mansion. He knew full well that if he continued along the path to the end of the corridor and turned right, he would reach Shiragiku's house. Just then, Yume slowly emerged from the corner, seemingly waiting for him for a long time. Her face was still kind, yet her smile concealed a hidden dagger.

"Oh my, Mr. Sikong, I didn't expect you to come to this place."

"Where is Baiju?" Zhiyao asked with a cold face.

"Miko-sama, um... now it's a bit..."

Zhiyao immediately stopped talking nonsense with her and pointed the tip of the knife at her, "I want to see Baiju, you have no business here, old monster." He added, "If you dare to cheat, the same fate as Kurumi Kyozo will befall you."

Hearing this, Jie Nu tactfully made way and watched Zhi Yao walk towards the innermost room with an intriguing expression on her face.

In front of them was where Baiju was. Zhiyao took a deep breath, pressed his forehead against the small tuft of white hair, then took another deep breath and gently opened the door.

Unlike the expected dark environment, the house was brightly lit at this moment. The candles inside the chandelier above and the wall lamps were lit, making it look like someone had prepared them in advance.

Unlike what he had expected, Bai Ju was sitting in the bride's seat waiting for him, but there was no Bai Ju in the room. Instead, there was a coffin at the end in front of him.

Without saying a word, Zhiyao walked towards the coffin. When she arrived, she grabbed the cover of the coffin with both hands and pried it open with force.

The cover didn't budge.

At the same time, Yume's unique long voice sounded behind him.

"It seems that the miko doesn't want to be disturbed."

"What do you mean?" Zhiyao asked indifferently, turning half of her face away. "Does it mean that she sealed the coffin herself?"

Yume nodded.

"Oh, you think this kind of thing can stump me?" Zhiyao snorted coldly and took out the Chuyeshi knife. "It's just a seal. I'll destroy it right now."

As he finished speaking, the amber tip of the knife was pierced into the gap in the cover. Then, dazzling golden ripples began to spread on the surface of the coffin with the blade as the center. When the third wave ended, Zhiyao put away the knife and easily lifted the cover.

Then he finally saw the little girl he had been thinking about. The little girl was lying flat in the coffin, her body soaked in the night spring, and her head floating on the water.

He was very calm before they met, but when he saw Bai Ju, for some reason, Zhiyao felt a lump in his throat.

"Baiju!"

He immediately took Baiju out of the coffin and locked her tightly in his arms, not daring to be distracted at all, as if if he didn't, she would disappear into thin air.

But Baiju would not respond to him, because Baiju was different from Shenhong. Baiju was already dead the moment she entered the coffin, and Yequan was just keeping her body at the moment of death.

"Hey, Baiju..." Zhiyao frowned as he gently stroked Baiju's face. "I'm coming to find you. Can you hear me?"

Bai Ju still didn't respond to him.

In fact, he knew that he was holding a corpse. Even so, he hoped that a miracle would happen. But what he didn't know was that Bai Ju's soul was hiding behind the curtain on the left side of the back, staring at him with a melancholy expression, and with the same sour nose as him.

"I was able to find a place like this, to find your fragrance from the vast crowd like looking for a needle in a haystack. Isn't it surprising?" Zhiyao continued to talk to herself, "I have tried so hard, but you still don't want to respond to me?"

His voice was full of helplessness, and the sorrowful emotion reached Bai Ju's heart. Bai Ju was not a cold-blooded person, and soon he finally walked out from behind the curtain.

"Why?" Bai Ju bit her lower lip tightly, as if she was trying hard to restrain something.

Hearing this, Zhiyao turned around and finally smiled when he saw the white-haired girl in a black and gold kimono.

He waved gently to Baiju, who stood still. He made up his mind and quickly went forward to hug Baiju. Baiju first half-raised her hands to push him away, but when her palms touched his body, she moved them away involuntarily, and finally changed to hugging him back.

"Why?" Bai Ju asked for the second time, and this time her voice was trembling.

"What do you think?" Zhiyao smiled bitterly. "It's all because of that irresponsible guy who suddenly left and I can't see him anymore. Do you know how I managed to get through this period?"

"sorry."

"I'm not here to listen to your apology. I came this time to tell you my thoughts in person. I know you will understand. I can't hide anything from you, but some things really have to be said in person to make sense, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ju looked reluctant and slowly clenched his fists.

"Why bother with this..."

"Is it unnecessary? Maybe." Zhiyao couldn't help but sigh, as if mocking herself, "If I insist on talking, would you be willing to listen to me?"

"No, don't... please..."

"I want to marry you."

"Tsk!"

Even if he knew it in advance, reading minds and hearing others say it with his own ears are still two completely different feelings. Bai Ju's body shook violently, and she hurriedly covered his mouth, but she never expected that her wrist was covered tightly, and then their eyes met again.

After a few seconds, Baiju lowered her eyes and looked away. Seeing this, Zhiyao began to tell the follow-up story.

"At that time, I told you not to wait any longer. There was no point in waiting any longer, right? I'm sorry. I was too direct and self-righteous at the time and didn't consider your feelings."

"I don't blame you, because you are stating the facts. I just... I just suddenly felt a little..."

"Then do you know why I said that? It's because of jealousy. Yes, it's ugly jealousy. I'm unhappy. Not only am I unhappy, but I'm also envious. I envy that you miss Aso so much. I... I want to be an equally important person in your heart. I want you to remember me, to care about me, from the bottom of my heart."

"Don't say anymore, for things like this, I..."

"Can't you do it? Why? Because I'm not as good as Aso? Is it because I showed up too late and wasn't with you at the most important moment? Or is it because I'm not worthy enough and don't have the qualifications?"

"No, no, you actually..." Bai Ju suddenly gritted her teeth, as if she had finally figured something out, and even raised her voice several decibels, "Of course I care about you, how could I not care! You... to me... you are very important! That's why I hid."

She was born in the neighboring Yangyan Mountain. Her eyes were light red when she was born, and the hair on the back was also white. These were the characteristics of albinism, which was an incurable disease in that era. People with this disease usually did not survive for long. In addition, food was generally scarce in that era. There was a saying in the village that those who could not live to the age of seven were not considered human. So she became an abandoned existence, and all the adults kept a distance from her.

Because of this, she experienced the fickleness of the world and human nature earlier, and was therefore more mature than other children of the same age.

Until one day, she met a little boy named Kunihiko Aso who was willing to be her friend and play with her.

Later, when she was six years old, she had a high fever. At first, she thought she would not survive, but in a daze, she felt someone beside her. She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw that it was a little friend named Aso.

It turned out that it was not that no one cared about her, so she relied on her strong willpower to successfully endure the fever until it subsided. After waking up, she developed a special feeling for the only person who stayed by her side when she was sick.

But she also knew that this lucky break in her fever didn't mean her albinism was cured. She still couldn't live to old age like a normal person. Furthermore, after recovering from her illness, she suddenly gained extremely powerful spiritual powers. So she decided to become a pillar of the neighboring Hijo Mountain, so that she could live forever as an immortal flower. However, that would leave her in eternal loneliness, so she asked Aso to cut off her hair as a token, so that he could bring it back to her when he grew up and enter into a ghost marriage.

As a result, she waited for many years after that, until Aso had become an old man who was about to be buried. Even so, Aso still did not show up. She gradually became numb from the initial anticipation, but there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Later, one day, a young man named Sikong Zhiyao came to Xingshiro Shrine.

Unlike others, Zhiyao was not afraid of her as an undead even when they first met. Moreover, when Baiju read from his mind that he had come to find her specially, she felt indescribable surprise.

From then on, Zhiyao would come to the Xingshiro Shrine every day, tell her stories about all sorts of things, play various games with her and make her happy. Baiju also saw many new and interesting things in his head, and the once boring life began to become colorful. So the two who became more and more familiar with each other became close friends. Over time, Baiju, who had been lonely for too long, began to feel dependent on Zhiyao, who brought her happiness that she had never experienced before.

During that time, every day after dark, Bai Ju looked forward to Zhiyao coming to see her the most.

Then, Bai Ju realized that he liked her.