The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1276

Komachi's face finally became serious. She picked up the scythe next to her, exuding a powerful aura.

Don't underestimate this god of death who is always lazy. As the most powerful subordinate of Ji Yingji, her strength cannot be underestimated. Even the big monsters in this world don't want to face this powerful god of death.

"I carried the will of the Lord Yan Mo, and I searched for a long time to find her, sad and desperate girl, I will fulfill your wish for you and let you return to the present world for revenge, but you will never be able to fall for the unforgivable crime. Go to hell, you will go back and forth between yin and yang, and use your whole life to atone for your sins!"

Onozuka Komachi frowned. She did feel a trace of the power of the Lord of Enemy from that spider. She lowered the scythe she just raised. Although she didn't know what the spider wanted to do, let it do whatever it wanted. This spider should be the subordinate of Lord Yan Mo. As the supreme manager of all hells and underworlds in the whole world, Lord Yan Mo is not something she can handle with a mere god of death. That is her immediate boss Siji Yingji's immediate boss , She can't control it even if she wants to.

Love didn't speak, but the desperate look in her eyes had already told the spider her choice.

...

"Hee... If you want to hunt down a bird, the first thing you need to do is to understand the bird's activity habits and its habits. I found it... a spider with the power of Lord Taishan..."

On the Santu River, a river that neither the living nor the dead can touch, a man wearing a royal robe stood there, and the endless souls felt fear instinctively, even if it was the water of Santu that could sink everything , and couldn't touch the corner of his clothes, he whispered to himself, no one could see him.

Chapter 0180 Sins

The third day after love died.

The village is still living a normal and peaceful life, and the rice will not bear fruit because of the death of love. This year, the mountain village still has to live without a meal, and only hopes to barely survive.

But everyone is smiling. They think they have finally found the reason for the bad harvest. Next year will be the seventh year. As long as they sacrifice a child again, the mountain god will bring them a good harvest in the coming year.

Every household is like a festival, as if the current famine is not a big deal, as long as we endure the past, the future will be happy.

Everyone is happy and excited, only Xiantaro is in a daze, even if he loves to death, his life in the village has not changed in any way, and everyone still looks at him wrongly, because it is his The reason is that so many people died in the village, and the village couldn't get enough to eat. Even if he had atoned for his sins, the 'sins' he committed would never be forgotten.

In such a depressive environment, a young man who has just grown up couldn't bear it at all, and coupled with the guilt brought about by killing Ai with his own hands, Xiantaro finally made up his mind to leave here.

"It would be great if... I made this decision sooner."

Packing his few luggage, Xiantaro resented himself and said with a wry smile.

If he could see this clearly earlier and leave here with love earlier, then nothing would happen.

It's all because of my cowardice, my weakness will cause this result.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

He respectfully came to his father's door, knelt down, and kowtowed a few times. Only his father was the only person he couldn't let go of, but here, where everyone was laughing at him, Sendaro really didn't have the courage to live. go down.

Before leaving, he wanted to see love, but love had no tombstone, no plaque, and he dared not go to the place where love was buried alive. He was afraid that if he went there, he would remember what happened that night and make him fall into anxiety and insomnia again. among.

——

In the shrine where Ai's corpse is buried, a slender hand suddenly sticks out from the soil.

That hand is beautiful in shape, but the skin is pale, as if there is no blood color. Under the moonlight, the soil is rolling, and a person crawls out of the pothole like a ghost. She is wearing white underwear and has black hair. The hair was pouring down, blood was flowing from the blood-red eyes and the corners of the mouth, and the eyes were dull. Walking and swaying, it was like a walking dead.

"...When will the cherry blossoms float away? The seven sons sang and fell asleep. When will the cherry blossoms die? The seven sons passed away, and their souls ascended to heaven."

Faint, ethereal, like a strange ballad from the distant underworld, blooming again from the girl's lips, the voice is beautiful and soft, as if to heal people's hearts, but the gloom and despair inside make the listener The person who heard the singing had a splitting headache and wanted to shout crazily.

Love is dead, but she is alive again. Although she has a body now, she is essentially an undead. This contradictory state can live between yin and yang. This contradictory state also brings her some things beyond common sense. of amazing power.

"Hehehehehe..."

The treacherous and mysterious laughter is very pleasant, but it is a magic sound that attracts people's soul.

Step by step, step by step, Ai, with bare feet and bleeding eyes, was like Sadako in a modern horror movie, walking slowly from the shrine to the village.

It was already night at this time, and every household had turned off their lights and was sleeping soundly. When Ai walked to the first household, she did nothing but passed by lightly. Behind her, the thatched cottage was like a torch. Throwing it into the oil, it exploded with a bang, and a raging fire burned violently.

The sleeping people didn't respond at all. When they were awakened by the blazing flames, it was impossible for them to run out of the flames.

Ai walked forward like this, she had no target for revenge, because everyone in this village was the murderer who killed her, so she took revenge on hundreds of people in this entire village.

One after another, the houses burst into flames after love walked by. The temperature in the center of the sea of ​​​​fire was as high as thousands of degrees, and the oxygen was flooded. People could not breathe, and died of suffocation. Floating on Ai's body, it couldn't have any influence on her.

Already a ghost, she is no longer afraid of the mortal flames. She walks in the sea of ​​flames, pouring out her resentment and despair to her heart's content.

"on fire……"

Sendaro, who had already left the village and walked up a slope, turned his head. He saw the raging fire in the village and thought of his father. in place.

"Love……"

He saw, at the gate of the village, the girl with blood dripping all over her body and her eyes dull.

The girl who was supposed to die but was buried alive by his own hands came back to life, and she finally turned into a ghost to claim her life, and hundreds of people in the whole village were her victims.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Sendaro took a few steps back in fear, he couldn't remember what father, what village, at this moment.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Turning around and running like crazy, Xiantaro laughed while running, the tears in the corners of his eyes could not stop streaming down, the girl he once loved deeply, has become a stranger to him, he knows, This will be the last time I see love, see her figure, and see her committing heinous crimes.

"Sentaro..."

The corners of Ai's lips curled up while singing the song of sending off the Seven Sons, against the little traces of blood, it was extremely seductive.

I don't know why blood and tears couldn't help shedding, Ai slowly turned her head to look at the village burned by the fire behind her, knelt down on the ground panting and choked up.

"Love, are you satisfied?"

On a tree next to Ai, the spider I saw at the Santu River reappeared.

Love held back her tears, she turned her head to look at the spider, and when she was about to speak, suddenly——

"Yes, love, are you satisfied?"

The strange third person's voice overwhelmed the spider's words, and the sudden appearance of the human voice made the spider startled.

Chapter 0181

Ai turned her head and saw the figure standing in front of Lie Yan, with her hands folded in her cuffs.

"Mr. Luo..."

The voice of love was crying, her petite body trembled, blood stained her fair and pretty face, those blood-red eyes no longer had the tenderness of the past, and there was endless resentment and despair buried deep in them, without any trace of love. The shiny eyes could not even reflect Liang Yiluo's figure.

"Mr. Luo, are you here to save me?"

Ai showed a sad and beautiful smile. She had already been betrayed by Sendaro, the boy who took care of her since she was a child and swore to protect her forever... She didn't want to feel betrayed again. During the six important years, from day to night, those who accompanied her all the time, told her stories, gave her warm embraces, betrayed by people like her father and brother.

I just love to know that all of that is nothing more than wishful thinking.