A distant, melodious, and extremely ethereal sound sounded.

The most trance-like person is probably none other than Shanhai. For so many years, he never knew what kind of "non-existent hands" were hidden in the empty sleeves of Jiyue Jun. It was just two sets of white bones, slender but flexible, and not a single star of flesh and blood remained on them. Time is like a merciless vulture, pecking away any vivid traces of these hands.

But they're so smart now. He couldn't see the flesh on it, but he could see the faint strings. It was a condensation of pure spiritual power, and it was pulled out of five white bones when Jiyuejun brushed the body of the piano with one hand. Ordinary people should not be able to see the strings above, but they can. The lines were blue-white, faint and fade as his fingertips caressed.

The sound of the piano could not stop the attack of the Yin soldiers. They pounced with their teeth and claws, and the rest of them hid behind him, a scene reminiscent of the visions that Utsuki-kun had shown. Now, they're the little monsters who are sheltered. For the soul of the mountains and seas, this scene may be all too familiar.

The rhythm changed, the tempo became rapid, and the melody took a sharp turn. The soft sound became sharp, still like some kind of instrument, but not a ukele. But these voices did come from the bones and hands of the Polar Moon Monarch. His hand quickened his movements, and the song changed from graceful to gloomy, clear and cold, and there was a murderous aura in his trance.

He plucked the strings forward, and the pitch-shifting timbre burst out, like thousands of blades and Yin soldiers facing each other. The cavalry and infantry at the head were crushed by the sporadic music and turned to dust. More soldiers marched forward and charged to the eerie sound of horns. Polar Moon Jun is like stroking flowing water, constantly spilling out beautiful rhythms.

The music wave swept everything, and there was no grass in the affected places. In the blink of an eye, the swarming skeletons were gone.

Vientiane was wiped out in the back and forth of these hands.

The gradually crowded field of view suddenly became empty, which they were not used to. Shanhai took a step outward, vaguely feeling as unreal as a dream. The ears were all silent, like a cannon fire sweeping through the noisy market, and after a loud bang, the eyes were full of desolation.

"You—you have hands...... Dai Luan whispered. Even so, in the silent clearing, the sound was clear.

"I didn't expect that." Jiyue-kun lowered his eyes with his index finger bone and blinked, "But I can only play the piano." ”

There are no hands under the sleeves and no strings on the piano. And for the king, the broken soul is like annihilation.

"Is that what the Qin Demon is saying?" Shanhai took a breath of cold air, "You ......"

He knows it well. If they don't stand behind him, if they are hurt by this rhythm, their souls will be scattered and they will not be reborn.

"Although I don't like this statement, but if you don't bring out the name of the Severed Finger Qin Demon, how can you fool it...... How do you persuade those two good girls to be my apprentices? Tsk, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time, and this little secret is just for this kind of purpose. ”

Dai Luan suddenly slapped him on the sleeve without warning: "Okay, you have hands, you let me feed them!" ”

"I, this, I can't only play the piano!"

They joked together, but they didn't know that the panic in their hearts had not subsided. And Mu Wan just watched with godless eyes. Shanhai was a little worried, the last time it was like this, it was when the green ghost followed Yan Muxue to die. The shield in the heart should have been stronger, but if it is defeated now, it will definitely be a double blow.

And this time, she was finally sad for herself. He didn't know whether to be relieved or not.

"Don't make a fuss-" Shi Wuqi didn't let up in the slightest, "What about this big guy?" ”

Truly. Although the shrimp soldiers and crabs in front of him will be temporarily resolved, the skeleton general is unscathed. He began to move away, and the music was filtered by the Yin Soldier Array, not to mention that he was too big. Now, they can finally see the skeleton in its entirety. It turned out that the mountain-like figure was not all of him, only the upper body. Half of his body below the sternum was submerged in the swamp, still approaching slowly, slowly.

"It seems that General Skeleton has left you with some unhappy memories...... But it doesn't matter, it should be sober now. ”

As soon as Jiyue-kun finished speaking, they suddenly heard the sound of blades scraping behind them. Fortunately, the one who came was Kamino King. He walked over lightly, withdrew the black knife, and wiped the blood from the white blade with his hand. He didn't look at them either, so he naturally took the hat that Ruyue Jun kept for him and put it back on his head.

"You're fine...... Dai Luan's worry was a little less, "The ...... with the surname, surname Tang"

"How's it going?" Shen Wujun interrupted her and asked Ruyuejun, "What should I do now?" Nothing happened, Lao Tzu called it a day. ”

"Wait."

Ruyuejun's tone became gloomy again, it was better to say that this was what she had always been. She turned around and asked Shanhai:

"Have you figured it out? Where to? ”

Shi Wuqi didn't know that there were doors in other places for the time being. Shanhai summarized it briefly and made a decision for him before he could answer.

"Let's go back and pick up Miss Qi."

Shi Wuqi opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He may have wanted to say this, but he didn't think it was appropriate to delay them. He even thought about it, if they were going to go to Qinglize, he would leave first. Since the mountains and seas have said so, he is a little embarrassed.

"I admire you." Ruyue-kun smiled, "Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome to return. Yin and yang go to the stream, and finally I will ask you for one more thing......"

She pointed to the middle palace. Before he could say anything, Kanna-kun suddenly headed over there. He moved quickly, easily slipping through the barren skeleton's ribs.

"Jingmen is opposite to Xiumen, ask him to reverse the yin and yang formation of the Zhongzhong Palace for you, and you can return to the Kan Palace. Don't worry, you won't feel it at all. ”

A few people were a little happy, this was a convenience they had not expected. And Ruyue-kun only said now, as if they had passed some kind of test. Their enigmatic joy may also be the reason for this recognition.

"That's right, Luan." Ruyue-kun suddenly called her name, "What do you think of Shen Wujun?" ”

"Ah, this ...... Although a little cold, but probably a gentle person. ”

"Oh? Why? ”

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of covering those eyes from others."

"Yes, I know him, he's a good guy. Don't say it to his face, I don't like to hear it. ”

Ruyuejun smiled and touched her head. Then, she looked at Rin Shanhai and Shi Wuqi. There were varying degrees of sorrow on their faces, as if they were still worried about something. At this time, the skeleton general had already arrived in front of them. He was so tall and too big that he couldn't see his skull when he looked up. They guessed he had no ill intentions, but the difference in size still made them shudder at their own insignificance.

He suddenly stretched out his arm, and with the howling of the wind, the shadows cast down made them feel a pull from the mountain.

Dai Luan subconsciously covered her eyes. As she carefully removed her hand again, she saw Shi Wuqi reach out and touch its massive phalanges. General Wakakull pressed his finger and killed them as easily as crushing ants. But he didn't.

"When I touch the bones of your men, I hear their wails." Shi Wuqi said to him, "I knew your secret last time. Don't worry, I didn't mention it to Liang Yuejun. We've met him and he's doing well. ”

The skeleton turned over his hand, and it set off another wave of dust, and the mud rippled. He stretched out his hand, and Shi Wuqi stepped over to his palm. Ruyue-kun took two steps forward and said to him:

"Ten thousand ghosts are in his left eye socket."

"Thank you."

The huge desolate skeleton raised its hand and lifted Shi Wuqi into the sky. They can't see it.

"In the Swamp of the Dead, the skeleton general is sinking every year." Jiyue-kun said, "Not long ago, the swamp didn't reach his waist. That's how I learned that the Ten Thousand Ghosts would have disappeared with him. Since it was done by Ruyue-kun, I won't say much. Liang Yue-kun is there, I will keep it a secret. ”

Ruyue Jun Dao; "Since you want to see it, I'll lend it to you first."

“…… Appreciate. Shanhai bowed.

"Don't thank you too soon. You have to find a way to fix the entrance to the Kangong Gate. If the season is over, you will have to wait another round. ”

The mountains and seas are a little difficult. Dai Luan thought for a while and asked, "Humen is water?" ”

"Yes."

"What makes water?"

"Kim."

"What is aquatic?"

"Wooden ......"

Even Jiyuejun, they all set their eyes on Dai Luan. She couldn't help but shudder.

"What are you doing......

At this moment, there was a distant whistling. The luster of the whole world suddenly changed, but they couldn't describe it, it was as if it had darkened for a while, and then it became clear again. There is something wrong with the rest, but I can't tell...... What is the composition of miasma? It's possible. At some point, there was suddenly more driftwood in the swamp. Not far away, strangely shaped trees reappeared, just as they had seen when they first arrived. Presumably, Kamino King's spell has taken effect.

They looked back at Dai Luan. The gaze of the mountains and seas rested on her willow box. She unloaded it a little reluctantly and glanced at Ruyuejun. Ruyue-kun just said, "I don't care...... It's good to make the most of it. Is this the only box I can leave you? ”

"It's okay, no."

Shanhai suddenly squatted on the ground and pulled open the drawer and took out a wooden box from the medicine box.

"Wait a minute!" Dai Luan immediately became anxious, "That, that's ...... Forget it, it's okay, it's ...... with a box"

"That's not Sakura Momora's......" Jizuki-kun smelled some kind of flower.

"Don't, don't use this." Dai Luan was still trying to stop him, "That's what your mother gave you......"

Jiyue-kun sighed. It is reasonable that he should not stop Rin Shanhai. He decided for himself. Jiyue-kun said:

"It's not enough to be afraid."

"The box will do the trick, right?" Dai Luan persuaded him, "The comb can still be left ......"

"It doesn't matter." He shook his head, "It's meant to belong here." ”

Dai Luan gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She had a solution, but the decision made her feel a little uncomfortable. She kept staring at the wooden box in Shanhai's hand, watching him take out the comb from it and touch it gently. There are also a few strands of long pink and white hair on it, which also exudes a slight fragrance. Shan Hai's expression was very flat, as if he had long predicted that this day would come.

Dai Luan lowered her head and took out the longevity lock she was carrying in her pocket. The rope had broken before, and she had been in her pocket.

Ruyue-kun is right. Parents can give her more than just this lock. The wish was in her heart, engraved in her mind. What's more, Shanhai even has the consciousness of taking out his mother's relics, and he should make some small sacrifices.

"I'm home."

Holding the comb, Shanhai whispered.

Shi Wuqi is back. He carried an ordinary-looking paper book and looked down from above. There was a hint of sweet fragrance in the air, and the miasma had been dispelled at some point. There was a beautiful light on the ground that didn't seem to belong to the cold and bleak hues of the Dead Man's Swamp. He fell through the cracks in his bones and landed in the middle of the crowd.

Under the gaze of his friends, Shi Wuqi slowly got up and stared at the brand-new torii gate in amazement.

It is made up of two trees, slightly far apart. There are peach trees on one side and cherry trees on the other. They don't shed their leaves, they just bloom with flowers. They are connected by long strips of paper like tightly clasped hands, and the flower in the center is colorful and gorgeous. In the midst of this symbolic gap between life and death, this vibrant door harmonizes a not-so-lethal softness with a gentle red and white tone.

The door is glowing. Qi is on the other side. He clamped the Ten Thousand Ghost Will, and a nameless sour feeling welled up in his heart.

He wanted nothing more than that.