Lone Gate walked slowly on the riverbank, although he didn't know where he was going, but his legs seemed to have already understood the direction of his destination, so he subconsciously walked along the riverbank, the turbulent river was silently rushing beside him, and in front of him and under his feet, there was an endless field of crimson flowers.

Why am I here?

Where is my knife?

Silently, Gumen seemed to remember something, he opened his right hand, and raised it to his eyes, from just now, there was a strange sense of barrier crowded between his fingers, as if something suddenly appeared in the heart of his clenched fist. When Lone Gate cast his gaze into the palm of his hand, an even more inexplicable question suddenly hit his heart.

A ferry ticket.

A ticket with only the name on it.

When did I buy my ferry ticket and where do I want to go?

A bad premonition gradually rose in his heart, and Gumen quickly raised his head and looked towards the end of his direction, only to see that in his sight, on the side of the riverbank, there was already a lonely boat docked at some point. The ferryman standing with the oars was dressed in a robe, and his face could not be seen clearly, but he stood quietly on the raft, but he had a premonition inexplicably that he was the person the ferryman had been waiting for.

I see.

I'm going to die, right?

The lonely door silently looked around, the Lechuan River, the flowers on the other side, and the ferry boat of the dead. It is said that the scenery that everyone sees before they die is different, and the scene in front of them is the world of the dead described in the old legend of Sakura-no-ku, and it seems that before he lost consciousness, he was defeated and died by the sword of his teacher.

When the bow bell rang, the ferryman looked up at the non-existent sun, and then, stretching out his arms like bones, beckoned softly to the figure of the lonely door—

[The time has come].

Lone Gate nodded, and then stepped up. Strangely, although he didn't want to embark on the ferry to reincarnation, in his mind, the rapid chime at the bow of the boat seemed to have some kind of attractive magic, and he couldn't resist moving forward.

However, at this moment, a long knife suddenly fell from the sky and nailed it to the middle of the sea of flowers on the other side between the lonely gate and the ferry. At the same time as the long knife, there was a thin figure covered in blood.

"Yo, lonely door, it's rare to see. The comer held the knife in both hands, and used it to barely stabilize his body that was a little shaken by excessive blood loss, only to see that his narrow Danfeng eyes were on the verge of collapse, and the corners of his mouth were reluctantly

Showing an ugly smile, "Speaking of which, this is the second time we've really met face-to-face, right?"

"Are you...... Long Night?" Looking at the miserable and abnormal figure in front of him, but his appearance was almost the same as his own, Lone Gate immediately realized that the person who came was another personality who had coexisted with him a long time ago, "You actually failed?"

"It's [we] who have failed. Changye waved his hand slightly, and then suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and at the position of his abdomen, a shocking huge cut was revealed, and vaguely, even the edge of his internal organs could be seen from the thick plasma, "That stinky old man has eaten a few more years of rice than us, and he sold a little flaw, so he led Lao Tzu by the nose and left, I really want to slap myself a few mouths." ”

"The one who wields the sword will eventually die by the sword, just as the king will surely die at the hands of another king. Lone Gate stretched out his hand, and then gently wiped the blood from the corner of the other party's mouth with his sleeve, "This is probably our end, Long Night." ”

"You guy...... In the face of death, he has always been this calm and unhurried appearance, which is really infuriating. Long Night squinted his eyes and looked directly at the other person's face with complicated eyes, "When [He] stripped me out of your soul, so did you, hey, now that you and I are going to die, can't you let me see how angry you are?

"No matter whose sword skill is in anyone's hand, as long as it is still wielding for the sake of righteousness, I don't care. Holding the bloodstained cheeks with both hands, the lonely door touched the forehead of the long night, and said softly, "I'm sorry that I have been imprisoning you all these years, although you are the malice that I have been stripped of, but for so long, whenever I am in danger or need your help, you will stand up and draw a knife to help, I should have respected you a little more." ”

“...... Do you remember, our memories are the same. Mr. Qi's teachings are also in my heart. After being silent for a long time, Changye gritted his teeth and suppressed the pain caused by the heavy injury in his body, and then stared at the face that was close at hand and said, "I'm just a [Sword Ghost] who wants to kill people with a knife all the time, and this world needs a martyr like you, not me." ”

"You...... What are you talking about?" Gumen looked at Changye's eyes in some surprise, in Fang Cai's words, he seemed to hear a sense of determination, and before he could say anything, he saw that blood-drenched figure slammed into his arms, and the long knife of the village was also forcibly stuffed into Gumen's hands in this short moment, and his thin body was knocked upside down by this sudden impact, and a large number of flowers on the other side were pressed under him, and the red petals flew around, only to see the blood-colored figure standing in place and looking up to the sky and laughing arrogantly-

"Lonely door

Back then, you were searching for a way to crack the Twin Souls, and you tried all the possibilities, but Lao Tzu was still alive, do you know why? Because you missed only one of the most important attempts—death!"

"What...... "The lonely door that fell to the ground immediately turned over, and he was shocked to find that the sea of flowers on the other side around him was gradually accelerating with himself as the center of the circle, and from a distance, it seemed as if a crimson whirlpool was slowly forming, "Long night! What are you going to do?!"

"Now in reality, our bodies are at the point of dying, that is, the junction of life and death, so you and my souls will fall into this place together. Now that the ferryman has appeared, it means that one of the two of us must be taken away as the [deceased], but it is precisely because we are one and two souls that we can leave a soul to reawaken the body!" Long Night laughed with his arms open, and strode towards the lonely boat of the ferry without any scruples, "To tell you the truth, [He] Secretly making a deal with me, making me pretend to serve you, and then directly seizing control of your body at such a critical moment, is enough to make your soul scatter, and when it is done, all you need to do is let me sacrifice my knees, good, what a deal, who wouldn't want to be the true master of the body?"

However, Lao Tzu is a lonely door for a long night!

Lao Tzu's life and death are not yet decided by others! To hell with damn knees! Is a life without dignity worthy of holding a sword?!

"You ......" The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and Gu Men had already understood what the former's intentions were at this time.

"Gumen, today, I will return this martial arts to you, and I will no longer be one with you, don't think that if you have a bunch of soft bones as a follower, you will really be invincible in the world! Let that dog thing see, what is called the pride of human beings!" The arrogant laughter did not stop at all, and he stepped on the raft, and the back of the long night turned his face slightly, and then, I saw him wave his hand, and then said softly, "Brother, we are destined to meet again." ”

“...... Thanks a lot. Seeing that the raft was drifting away above the river, the mist was shrouded, and there was no trace of the distant shadow of the lonely boat, the lonely door looked away with complicated eyes, and then lifted the long knife upside down, bent down lightly and bowed and saluted, "Goodbye, brother." ”

The bowed figure gradually sank slowly in the sea of flowers, and the red flowers on the other side that had begun to converge in a spiral momentum from just now quickly engulfed the figure of the lonely door at this time, and the boundless darkness descended again, in a chaos, suddenly, a dazzling light pierced through, and the lonely door suddenly opened his eyes, and an unprecedented, or long-lost force quickly filled every corner of his limbs, and then, he saw the face of a short-haired girl.

Winged birds.

and the two empty syringes she was holding in her hands.