Takeuchi's death was somewhat unexpected by Fujiwara Ki, who previously thought that Takeuchi was the least likely to die, because more than a hundred years later, Jumian still saw him alive and vigorous, coupled with his sometimes weird behavior, Fujiwara Ki felt that this honest person would not be so simple, but the owner here, this is such an inexplicable death. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

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There was no movement in the bedroom for a long time, and two samurai stood in the doorway, and when they saw Takeuchi hanging from the beams, blood still dripping down his thighs and falling to the ground, one of them collapsed in fear.

"There are ghosts, don't kill me, don't kill me. I didn't do anything. ”

The crazy guy rushed out of the living room.

"Stop!" Fujiwara Ki hurriedly caught up from behind and stopped the samurai at the door, "It's dangerous outside, if you go out, you will die, you know?"

"But it's better than dying here without knowing it!

This samurai had apparently lost his mind in fright, and his dignity was as fragile as paper in the face of infinite terror.

"Calm down, even if you go out now, how can you dodge the invisible attack outside!"

Although the danger in the house has not passed, but psychologically, people have the instinct to avoid risks, and the advantages and disadvantages of the two choices often depend on perceptual judgment, and sometimes unwarranted impulses will put themselves in danger.

There's a weird killer in the house, but there's obviously more invisible blades outside the house, and it's safer to be in the room intellectually, and obviously the crazy guy can't listen anymore.

"Get out of here!"

The samurai swung his sword and slashed down, Fujiwara Ki immediately pulled out his sword to block it in front of him, and the sharp blade fell from Fujiwara Kiri's side in an arc, and at this time the samurai had already rushed to the door and crashed out directly.

The lights went out.

The sound of the tide sounded, and after the last scream, the raging torrent swept away the man, and Fujiwara Ki's exterior saw only a blur, the water was disembodied like smoke, and it appeared in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

The first samurai, pawn, drowned, and there were two left.

The darkness continues.

The supernatural ghosts were still haunting the surroundings, and Fujiwara Ki's brain was unusually calm, so he gave up lighting the lamp and returned to the hall to sit on a stool.

It was still raining outside, there was not a trace of wind in the house, and there was a faint smell of blood lingering on the tip of the nose.

The last remaining samurai also sat down.

"Do you want a light?"

It didn't matter to Fujiwara whether there was a lamp or not, he was just thinking about the samurai.

The view of the exterior scene does not require the eyes and nose of these seven orifices, and what you see is far more complicated than what you see with the naked eye, the flow of qi in the room, the momentary moment of movement and stillness can be captured, but this state is quite mental and cannot be maintained for too long, after all, Fujiwara Ki does not know the method of fake things.

There was silence in the room for a few seconds before the samurai on the opposite side made a heavy voice: "Let's order it, although it's useless, at least feel at ease." ”

Fujiwara Ki unleashed fireballs with a dowager and surrounded the room, and the oil lamps on the table had been turned over, and only the candles were still usable.

The candlelight lit up, and the man opposite was much more relieved, and his trembling hand placed the katana on the table.

Taking a deep breath, the samurai asked in a deep voice, "Did you do this?"

"No, it's not me. Fujiwara shook his head, "I don't know you guys, so why do you do these things." ”

"Are you like me, then? The man laughed self-deprecatingly as he lamented the unfortunate ghost who was about to be sent to the execution table like himself.

"I don't want to die yet, but I deserve it. ”

"Have you committed any crimes?"

Fujiwara Kite, leaning near the candlelight, blocked the wind, asked the samurai.

"yes. The samurai sighed, "My name is Machikata Hidetomo, and I used to be a staff member of the shogunate. ”

Fujiwara remembered that the town seemed to be the name of a local official for a lower-ranking official and a detective.

"After the staff system was abolished, I've been in Edo, oh now called the Shogun's Mansion in Tokyo as a guard, but unfortunately after all, it's the old situation, and it hasn't been reused, so I'm very unwilling, and if that's it, it's okay, but ......"

The samurai clenched his fists, "The general has always treated me like a dog, and I can't accept such an insult, so one time when I went out, my companion and I drugged all the guards and raped the young lady." ”

"You guys, it's really ......" Fujiwara didn't know how to describe them.

"After doing these things, I was also afraid of the general's retribution, so I fled to the mountains, and prepared to wait for a year or two before going out, until one night, the sky in the mountains suddenly lit up, and there were more strange things behind me, and I and another person fled to the bottom of the mountain, and we couldn't get out of the mountains, and finally we changed directions and fled for a long time before we came here. ”

I have been on the run for a year, which is really long.

The light that the samurai said should be when the Hakurei Great Barrier opened, and from then on, Gensokyo and the outside world are truly separated worlds.

It's really lucky to be able to survive the monster's mouth and reach the human world.

"What a hand stained with sin. Fujiwara sighed.

"Indeed there is a great sin. The so-called dying man is also good in his words, and the samurai smiled bitterly.

"What about you? Do you think you deserve it?"

"I'm a law-abiding person, but I haven't committed any crimes. ”

Fujiwara Ki suddenly felt that if he was like them, he would be slaughtered for some reason, and he would die a wronged death, so he shouted in the house: "Hey, hey, the guy who hides his head and tail, we can't resist your power anyway, why don't you come out and see it, you have to let people die clearly." ”

The rain was non-stop, and there was no movement in the noisy environment. Fujiwara Ki also felt that he was a little ridiculous, since the other party could patiently wait for the opportunity and kill six people silently, would he still care about his own questions, and it was normal to have no response.

But the rain outside the window gradually stopped, and the bright moonlight peeked out of the clouds.

The blood that had gathered on the ground was drawn out and pooled together - an unfathomable opponent.

With the flow of water, a human nature gradually condensed, and the murderer who created this hellish tragedy turned out to be an extremely beautiful woman.

The girl made of water asked:

"Are you resentful?"

"No, I'm not resentful. ”

"Are you unwilling? Are you jealous......

"Wait, out of fear and curiosity, I didn't have any thoughts about other people, but before I died, I could ask why I was killed, you may not believe it, I lived more than a hundred years later, and it stands to reason that what happened at this time has nothing to do with me. ”

"Are you an unrelated person?" the girl condensed by the water turned into a snake and wrapped itself around Fujiwara's body.

"Pierce the heart of the furious, cut off the head of the arrogant, shed the blood of the greedy, cut the throat of the jealous, drown the breath of the ****, hang the torso of the lazy, what else......?"

"Sins need to be appeased, the chains of resentment wrapped around the filthy body need to be cut off, the filth of day and night, the flowers are left to an early curtain before they are corrupted, this is the foundation of fertile soil!"

The other party's answer and Fujiwara's question did not match the donkey's lips, and the snake wrapped around Fujiwara's body became tighter and tighter.

"You have the label of iniquity on you, and the sins of seven will be cut off. ”

The head of the snake made of water slowly climbed up Fujiwara's neck and was facing Fujiwara's face, asking questions.

"You, are you ****?"

The struggling Fujiwara stopped his movements abruptly, and the room fell into a brief silence, and then the man full of resentment erupted.

"Do you think I'm a ****!"