"You don't have to die a good death!"

The resentful voice reappeared in my dream again, and I opened my eyes suddenly, sat up, clutched my dull chest, and gasped slightly, calming the sudden pounding heartbeat.

The wind chimes swaying overhead made a crisp sound, the sound of the jingling bells was like a cheerful child, and the carefree laughter made the burden on the heart much easier.

Sit up, go to the window, and look out.

After the summer in Gensokyo, the rice fields on the plains in the distance are also bearing fruit, and as late autumn approaches, the late rice harvest is approaching.

In the mountains and fields inside and outside the world, the maple leaves, which symbolize autumn, are gradually dyed with color, and the bright vermilion is as eye-catching as blood, and it continues to form a colorful curtain.

Speaking of, how do the leaves change in autumn?

Some of the leaves have turned a dull yellow, but the maple leaves have turned a vivid red, what makes them so different, and who makes them stand out from the crowd.

Flowers and leaves are only beautiful on the branches, and after they fall, no matter how bright their color is, they will only be broken to pieces and have nowhere to bury, and the beauty of a qiē will become decay and become rotten fertile soil.

Change, this is filth, disgusting decay, and only eternal things are not defiled by filth.

If you want to make it never lose its leaves, then you can only make it never bloom. Therefore, since it is destined to be a tragic end, should we take advantage of this time to bloom the most brilliant and tragic life?

Just like that Hizu Ayajin.

The girl with long white hair squinted, straightened her clothes, tied the red bow behind the ends of her hair, put her hands in her pockets, and walked out of the room.

"Sister Hong, are you going to deal with this matter again?"

As soon as she walked out of the room, Huiyin's expression was a little worried.

"Someone always has to do this, the other party is a storage zài who can even kill monsters, and the guards are no longer capable of interfering. ”

"But, isn't there still a Hirori shrine maiden?Shouldn't it be the shrine maiden's responsibility for any change in Gensokyo, you're just a girl who can be resurrected, and this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

"I know, but someone always needs to be in charge, just like my Penglai people can simply be resurrected, and the shrine maiden is just a girl who knows some special skills. ”

The event in the dream has been pressing on my heart for so many years, and the hateful face has become blurred with time, but the resentful self will not disappear because of time, what will be the result of that repeated curse?

If you don't die well, how will the ** of Penglai people not die well. Eternal sinners, burdened with eternal sins.

A long, long time ago, Siji Yingji warned herself that as long as she lived, it was a sin, and there was no sinless person in this world, after swallowing Penglai medicine, from an ignorant ancient person to the present, how much sin should be there.

So there is always something to do to make up for this life, like the ebb and flow of the tides, and in the end it always fluctuates up and down on the horizontal plane.

"You're still like this, never listening to anyone. ”

Teacher Huiyin smiled helplessly, I have known her for so long, although I trust her from the heart, but I have always insisted on my own way, it is not an exaggeration to say that I do my own thing, and I am not ready to make any changes at this point.

The ascetic life, with a painful way, allows me to recognize myself more clearly, Huiyin is not me after all, everyone thinks differently, just like I can't force her to give up the temple house.

Walk to the door.

"Huiyin, do you need to bring anything? I'll bring it when I come back in the evening. ”

"Sister Hong, you really look like a virtuous wife. ”

Because she still has to take care of these children, occasionally when I come to the temple house, I will help her clean up, and every time I do these chores, she is a little happy, and some do not understand her thoughts.

"Do you want to bring it, then?"

There were still people waiting for the guards, and I was too tired these days, so I took a break at the temple house at noon, and it was almost time to go back.

"Of course you have to bring it, in the evening, I make udon noodles to treat you well, what do you want to eat? ”

"Hurry up. ”

I looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and I was urging with some impatience.

"Then cabbage and eggs, plus a ham, well, and tofu, the Hetian family on the corner is delicious, I'm wondering if I should bring a jar of wine back, let's drink a little more wine in the evening, if something happens"

"Tuk Tuk"

"Sorry to bother you. ”

There was a knock at the door, the door was originally open, as long as someone stood at the door, Teacher Huiyin and I would find that knocking on the door was a bit redundant.

Standing at the door was the Fujiwara Nori, a human who had just entered Gensokyo, and unlike ordinary people who were fighting to leave here, this human quickly integrated into the human world, like a person who was hidden by God because his life was too cold and finally forgotten by everyone.

However, I heard Huiyin say that he still has the identity of the family master of the Xixing Temple in the underworld, that is, the gardener of the underworld, and if such a stranger is allowed to be in the gathering place of human beings, will nothing happen?

"What's the matter?"

I asked in my usual tone, and Teacher Huiyin looked at me reproachfully, as if to say that my tone was too cold now, and I tried to squeeze out a smile as much as I could, and I tried to make myself look kinder.

Maybe it was because he saw my watch, the expression of the man opposite changed slightly, he looked me up and down, and stretched out his thumb, "Like a gentleman." ”

I don't know why, I, who have always been cold to strangers, suddenly had a little wave and became excited, of course, not the excitement of joy, but the excitement of investigating the god who pretended to be a ghost these days, and the depression that had been held in my heart for a long time was suddenly released and found an outlet.

Fujiwara Ki was almost beaten up by Fujiwara Meihong, and finally became honest.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't hold my mouth back, but I'm actually here to ask about the monster corpse, and I smelled a strange smell when I just got home today, and I heard from Ajuna that you're investigating this, so I'm here to ask. ”

"Then you go out, turn left, and the guards will walk a few streets to get there, and then go there to write the case yourself, and go home and wait for them to deal with it. ”

Fujiwara Meihong stuck in her pockets and said in an official tone.

"No, well, it's actually like this, I'm also a little curious about this, after all, I've heard that it's a god, a rare thing that I've never seen, so I want to go and see it. ”

"Guy who isn't afraid of death. ”

"It's really ugly, this kind of situation has happened in your own family, aren't you curious?"

"You seem to have misunderstood something, in Gensokyo, gods are not a rare thing. ”