Chapter 176 The Woman From the Fierce Ghosts (Two in One, Please Subscribe!!!)

"Ah? Is Sister Yexue's brother... gone?" The girl looked at the porcelain jar, as if her innocence had gone too far, and asked a question that was so silly that it bubbled up.

How stupid...can living people be put in urns?

"Yes, it disappeared a long time ago. Tokyo is too prosperous for us." Miyamoto Noyuki said softly, still patiently.

"Ah, isn't the bustling Tokyo good?" Madoka tilted her head and asked.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that there are too many people. After burying the deceased, you may not be able to tell which grave is which after decades. Tokyo is too lively, and there are singing and dancing at night... It makes people think It's hard to be clean at all." A faint sadness seemed to trickle through Miyamoto Noyuki's eyes.

"Yes, there seems to be no night in Tokyo. The streets are even more crowded with pedestrians at night than during the day. Although I have never been to other places and don't know what it's like at night in other places, but I read in my brother's diary I have seen it in Kagoshima. The night in Kagoshima is very gentle." Madoka said with a beautiful face, "There are no kaikos and dancers there, but crickets and frogs will sing at night, and there is a mysterious torii gate standing in front of the cave in the mountain. , it seems like you can travel to a different world by passing through those torii gates.”

"Another world?" Miyamoto Noyuki has basically concluded that this girl named Madoka cannot be a law enforcer.

Those law enforcement officers who are either careless or arrogant will each have a burning sense of distance. It is the untouchable distance between "ghosts" and people, just like the distance between her whose files are marked red and freedom. Out of reach, even out of reach.

But the girl's words, which seemed a little stupid to her, did not bring her any sense of distance at all, but revealed an inexplicable kindness.

"Yeah, it's a different world." Madoka nodded seriously, "I heard that Hayao Miyazaki's "Princess Mononoke" was shot in Kagoshima, and the inspiration came from reality. People say that the torii gate there It connects the past world with the present world, and when you travel through the past, you can see the villages and forests of a hundred years ago, where ghosts lived.”

"Ghost?" Miyamoto Noyuki suddenly became speechless.

In fact, she is not very good at communicating with others. Maybe she has been locked up for fifteen years. Even the most optimistic person should have developed problems after being locked up for fifteen years. The way she learned about the outside world was by watching Japanese dramas and movies, in that cage called the monastery, in every lonely dusk.

The monastery regularly organizes movie screenings, most of which are healing movies, such as "Green Book", "Forrest Gump", and "Heidi and Grandpa"... half of the purpose of showing these movies is to entertain people. As for humanitarianism, half of it is to let these guys who have been abandoned by fate feel a glimmer of the beauty of the world through the positive healing stories on the screen.

But basically no one buys it. In their opinion, showing a movie praising freedom to people who have no freedom is like putting a table of delicacies that are only allowed to be eaten by people who are about to starve to death. It is cold and cold. Satire. It was strictly stipulated that everyone had to watch for half an hour before they had the right to leave. Everyone sat patiently on the church chairs, sitting on pins and needles.

Hayao Miyazaki is a famous master of healing comics. Of course, his "Princess Mononoke" was also played. At that time, there was a lot of abuse in the church, and those grumpy guys learned that they were about to sit in silence in front of a cartoon for half an hour. Almost collapsed in an instant. But after half an hour, almost no one wanted to leave. They were all attracted by the green and deep forest and the mysterious animal gods and couldn't take their eyes away.

Just like a group of birds longing for the blue sky, no matter how much they yearn or flap their wings, they can't fly, because the cage that traps them is called fate - the fate of being "ghosts".

Ye Xue sat in her seat for a long time that day. When the movie ended and everyone went to be interrogated by the law enforcement officers, she remained silent in the darkness, refusing to withdraw from the afterglow of the story, and her tears fell silently.

Ye Xue really wants to tell girls that there is no "different world" or "ghost" in this world. These are all childish fantasies. Girls should basically get rid of this kind of unreality after graduating from junior high school. It's actually in poor taste...but when the words come to my lips, I can't say them out.

Because the self who refused to withdraw from the movie in the dark was also slightly warmed by this childish and absurd fantasy...?

"It's true." Madoka said with a very firm tone. "It is said that as long as the ashes of a dead person are placed in a porcelain jar and buried on the quietest and most beautiful mountain in his hometown, his soul will pass through it in the middle of the night. He would cross the nearest torii gate and return to the village where he was born, living a carefree life as a ghost. Sometimes he would occasionally think of his former relatives or friends, and he would pass through the torii gate again and come to the real world, entering that world at night. In a person's dream, there are messages such as, 'The weather will get colder, so wear more clothes and live well', and then leave before dawn."

"So Sister Yexue, your brother is not here. You bury him in the softest soil in your hometown. The sound of crickets and frogs will wake him up at night, and he will become a ghost and continue to live, living in front of us. Where you are missing...but he can see you, and he will always look at you and watch you live freely in this world." Madoka said softly.

Miyamoto Noyuki was stunned, her lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't say a word. She didn't understand until this moment that the serious-looking girl in front of her was not stupid or naive at all. She said so many ridiculous things and weaved a fantasy fairy tale just because she saw the sadness flowing in her eyes. .

She thought she was immersed in the sadness of her brother's death, so she used her imagination as a literary club cadre to tell herself such a warm story. Maybe the girl was really so innocent in her heart... In short, Ye Xue could feel it, The sunshine-like warmth seemed to penetrate her pores and warm her heart, opening up a crack in the haze she had endured for fifteen years. The splendor of the world fell to the ground there, and then took root.

"Thank you." Miyamoto Noyuki had never thanked him so sincerely in his life.

"No, I just felt like my sister looked like my brother just now." Xiao Yuan said, "My brother is always like that, far away from the crowd, looking a little... pitiful. So when I saw this car, When you are alone, sister, you always feel like you are seeing your brother, but your brother is with me, so I can talk to him, but sister, your brother cannot talk to you."

"But there is Madoka, Madoka, you make me feel very warm." Miyamoto Noyuki touched Madoka's head and said softly, "I don't feel lonely now."

"Really? Really? So I am so powerful?" Xiao Yuan smiled and said, "Sister, do you feel hot? I only wore a thin layer of stockings, but it was so hot that the stockings stuck to my legs. ”

"It's true." Ye Xue looked up at the air outlet, "The air conditioner seems to be turned on very high."

"Dear passengers, please pay attention. Passengers, please pay attention. An emergency announcement is being broadcast now. Due to a control system failure, the air-conditioning system of carriage No. 8 failed, and the temperature of the carriage increased uncontrollably. The conductor is making repairs. In order to express his apology, the passengers of carriage No. 8 You can move to the VIP compartment, where we have prepared free afternoon tea for everyone." The train conductor's voice sounded on the radio.

"I'm so lucky. I got a free transfer to the VIP carriage and free afternoon tea. I can perform the unique trick of eating three ice creams in one go." The boy in the goose-yellow sweater high-fived excitedly.

"Hurry up, let's get a good seat with a view of the scenery first. Not far ahead is Jianshan Mountain." said the girl sitting next to her.

Everyone is happy to go to the VIP carriage. The seats in the VIP carriage are spacious and comfortable, and the price is three times that of the ordinary carriage. Passengers stood up in pairs, picked up their luggage and walked to the VIP carriage hand in hand. Carriage No. 8 was immediately empty.

Madoka walked to her seat, pulled the man's sleeves and said something. The man said nothing. Madoka looked a little anxious. She took the man's hand and tried to pull him up, but the man stubbornly stayed. on the seat. Madoka sighed and sat down as if resigned to her fate.

Miyamoto Noyuki kept looking at them from beginning to end, her ears twitching slightly, and there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.

The passengers had almost evacuated from the No. 8 carriage. Miyamoto Noyuki asked softly: "Won't Madoka go to the VIP carriage?"

"I want to go." Xiao Yuan sighed slightly, "But my brother doesn't seem to want to go. He doesn't like to stay in crowded places, so I'll stay with him."

"I don't like crowded places either. I'll stay with you." Miyamoto Noyuki said.

"Ah? Isn't it such a pity, sister? I heard that the VIP carriages have free senbei and ice cream cakes." Madoka looked regretful, "Just staying with us or something..."

"It's a pity, I really don't like crowded places, but I like ice cream and I haven't had it for a long time." Miyamoto Noyuki smiled, "Can you help me get an ice cream? Lemon flavor, I can Watch over your brother for you."

"Copy that! Target lemon ice cream, let's go now!" Madoka waved and said goodbye to Car No. 8 and Miyamoto Noyuki with a smile.

Smile brightly.

Miyamoto Noyuki also smiled and waved, bidding farewell to the girl she just met Ogaoka...and this free world.

The smile is sad.

As Madoka's figure disappeared from sight, the front and rear of Car No. 8 were instantly closed. The heavy iron doors were tightly sealed, and the windows were lowered several layers of steel plates, blocking out the beautiful scenery of the mountains and forests and the warmth of the sun. In the carriage, the silence was like death.

"Actually, you noticed it, right?" The man in the black windbreaker spoke slowly, his voice was like sake, and he didn't have the occlusion of an autistic person at all.

"Yes." Miyamoto Noyuki responded calmly, "That girl's heartbeat suddenly increased when she held your hand. This is not the reaction between a brother and a sister."

"Why don't you run away?" the man asked.

"Can you escape?" Miyamoto Noyuki asked.

The man was silent for a while, then took out a certificate book from his windbreaker. The golden badge showed a half-rotten giant tree. Wearing a silver ring with gentian pattern on his index finger, the dark red scabbard knife was exposed from the hem of his clothes under his ribs. He leaned the knife next to the seat in the aisle separated from Miyamoto Noyuki, wearing it. The hand holding the silver ring slowly pressed on the handle of the knife.

"Is Yuan Zhisheng? The young master of this generation of the family?" Miyamoto Noxue said softly.

"Yes, Kassel College Japan Branch, Director of the Executive Bureau, Executive Officer of Minamoto." The man nodded, "Do you know me?"

"You should have heard of it." Miyamoto Noyuki nodded.

"I forgot, after all, you were once an important member of our family, Miss Miyamoto Noyuki." Yuan Zhisheng looked at Noxue from across the aisle, "It would be great if all 'ghosts' were as peaceful as you. Now. We can chat, drink tea, and I can try to satisfy you with whatever you want in the last few minutes of your life, and then you die under my knife before going on a rampage, that way my job will be much easier."

"I have never said that I am a peaceful person, but no one cares about my opinion." Miyamoto Noyuki said, "You locked me up because of my brother's rebellion. In the monastery, I was locked up for the first time. Fifteen years will last a lifetime, until I die. You law enforcers have never asked me any questions. Other red people can still live with the hope that one day they will turn yellow and then green, but Hope and freedom never belong to me. If you say I am a 'ghost', I will always be a 'ghost'..."

"Think about it again, is it just because of your brother?" Yuan Zhisheng interrupted the woman's increasingly excited narration.

The woman was stunned, and her hand holding the porcelain bone jar trembled slightly. She seemed to be afraid, afraid that some forgotten memories would come over her like a flood.

"Miyamoto Noyuki was born in Kagoshima in 1972. He was brought to Tokyo by his brother Kenjiro Miyamoto in 1979. He is extremely talented in medicine and pharmacy and is self-taught. He was incorporated into the medical research institute under his family and assisted researchers during his employment. Completed several important breakthroughs." Yuan Zhisheng read the woman's life story, and his calm voice wandered back and forth in the carriage, "In 1995, fifteen years ago, you completed a research that could change the history of mixed races. You have improved a certain potion. This potion can rewrite the genes of hybrids, allowing a hybrid's blood to be infinitely purified. However, this potion has fatal side effects...it will turn normal people into 'ghosts'! "

"Don't say it... don't say it..." Miyamoto Noyuki murmured with empty eyes.

"The family didn't know the inside story until fifteen years ago, when a man named Miyamoto Kenjiro lost control of the potion and killed his wife and family members, and also chopped off one of his own arms. The matter was finally exposed. He was seriously injured and was killed. The fierce ghosts took you away, but you couldn't escape. You were immediately controlled by the family and investigated thoroughly."

"Didn't I ask you to... stop talking?" Miyamoto Noyuki's face was twisted and he gasped.

"It wasn't until some time ago that we followed the clues and found out the origin of the original potion you improved, and it actually came from the Fierce Ghosts." Yuan Zhisheng's eyes flashed, "From the beginning, you have been a member of the Fierce Ghosts, am I right? "