Monk Xiu Nian, who was captured, did not resist, but completed the last step with blank eyes, broke the wall, released the water, and then sat in the corridor, wrapped his hands around his knees, and buried his face in his arms.

"What happened?" Several other monks who had the habit of getting up early saw this scene and hurried over.

In their opinion, it was five elementary school students and an adult Tetsuya Aoyagi who surrounded Xiunian, as if they were embarrassing each other.

"See for yourselves." Hideki motioned for the other to look at the broken wall area.

It was two years ago when Tadanen died, the so-called Kiritengu broke the location of the wall.

"Could it be...... Could it be that the Kiritengu has reappeared?! Kuan Nian's eyes widened and he ran into the confinement cell.

Just glanced up, and couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.

A figure hangs from the beam of the confinement room.

Long eyebrows and beard.

Monk Tianyong.

"Abbot?!

”

"The abbot was ...... by the foggy tengu Killed? ”

Kuan Nian, Mu Nian, and Tun Nian were incredulous, and their voices trembled.

"No, it was killed by your little junior brother Xiu Nian." Jiang Shouhuang reminded with a smile.

How can you mistake the murderer?

“…… Xiu Nian ......" Kuan Nian's eyes fell on Xiu Nian involuntarily.

Their little junior brother, who joined at the latest, has an ordinary appearance, an ordinary figure, a cowardly personality, and is not at all inconspicuous.

It turned out to be ...... Do you have the courage to do this?

Actually killed the abbot......

"The reason I joined the temple is just for revenge." Xiu Nian's eyes were hollow.

After the revenge was complete, he felt that he had nothing left.

The goal has been completed, and the road ahead is unknown...... Or rather, it is very clear.

He'll go to jail.

"......" The three monks looked at each other silently.

Abbot Tianyong's death was the same as his loyalty two years ago.

Plus the revenge that Xiu Nian said.

The three of them already knew it.

The abbot of Tianyong killed Zhongnian, and then Xiunian joined the temple in order to avenge Zhongnian.

"What is your relationship with Zhongnian ......?" Kuan Nian asked hesitantly.

"He's my brother." Monk Xiunian said.

So the three monks didn't say anything more, just looked at the body that was hanging high in the confinement room, and closed their eyes silently.

It took some time for the police to arrive at the scene.

The leader of the team is still Officer Twilight.

"Hideki, how did you come up with the idea of coming here?" Officer Twilight asked curiously.

This is not a famous sightseeing place either.

"We came here specifically for the Foggy Tengu Eucalyptus two years ago, and now the truth has come out." Zhuxing Xiushu put his hands in his pockets and said casually.

"That's right." Officer Twilight nodded knowingly.

Coupled with the previous suspicion from five years ago, it seems that the silver bullet is targeting the unsolved problems in the police file.

That's a good thing.

Officer Twilight thought.

With Xiunian very cooperative, the police smoothly handcuffed the other party.

"Who are you?" Kuan Nian looked at the five elementary school students.

Is this the case with ordinary elementary school students?

Why can't they help but kill people as soon as they come to Xiunian?

Why did you endure it for so long?

"It's just an ordinary elementary school student who came to spend the night." Takizawa Shinya rolled his eyes and said with a grin.

"Ordinary elementary school students ......" The three monks wanted to say something, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"Take a picture of us." Several elementary school students ran to the bottom of the waterfall and posed.

Tetsuya Aoyagi squatted down relentlessly and found the best angle for them to take pictures.

In short, just don't take a picture of your face.

The three monks looked at the five elementary school students who were taking pictures from different angles, looked at each other for a moment, and shook their heads.

In this way, it does look like an ordinary elementary school student.

After several people took pictures, they left the temple.

Tetsuya Aoyagi followed the line of police cars in his car.

Then one by one, several people were sent home.

It was 10 o'clock when Xiu Nian killed people, and the police arrived at the scene at 12 o'clock in the evening.

By the time they got home, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

Perfectly missed Miyamoto Aitto's sleep time.

A few elementary school students were already sleepy while sitting in the car.

After getting off the bus, they all floated home.

Aitto thought for a moment and lay down on the couch.

"I want to play a game." He held the great blessing of becoming bigger.

Today is Sunday.

[The virtual game world is unfolding——]

[Detected that the player is in a safe environment.] 】

【Game login——】

[Login successful.] 】

[Happy playing.] 】

The mechanical voice of the system said indifferently.

Aitto closed his eyes on the couch.

When he opened his eyes again, he was found in an uninhabited alley.

As long as you walk out of the alley, it is a street full of people.

"The ...... of this world" Aitto walked down the street and saw many people with strange, small creatures on them.

"Is it popular to have pets like this?" He looked puzzled at the small creature that was almost one of the three people on the street.

But when he looked closely, he realized that the creatures were not pets.

Even those people can't see the creatures at all.

"Just and...... Is the soul the same? Aitto tilted his head.

In the real world, he is able to see the souls of the dead, but others cannot.

So he always makes a look that he can't see.

Even if you see it, you don't see it.

So, should he pretend he didn't see these creatures?

Ato withdrew his gaze and continued aimlessly walking, then stopped outside a store.

Through the glass window, he saw his own reflection.

and the black, wriggling, eye-catching, and outstretched mass behind him in the reflection...... A creature that doesn't even know whether it should be called a creature or not.

One after another, or white, or bloody, or delicate hands stretched out from the wriggling black, touching the pure white boy.

Some covered his eyes, some covered his ears, some covered his mouth, some held his neck, and some dragged his limbs.

All sorts of different hands appeared on him, clutching him tightly.

The black eyes were neatly open, staring at the boy.

Accompanied by the murmur of various voices in my ears.

"Stay......"

“…… Aitto......"

“…… Love ......"

“…… Love you ......"

“…… Loved ......"

Even though he was stared at by countless pairs of eyes, dragged by countless hands, and all kinds of weird murmurs in his ears, the white-haired boy did not show a painful cry or crazy expression.

He even smiled softly, sweetly.

"I love you too, so be quiet." He seemed to have long been accustomed to it, skillfully pacifying.

Each hand retracted into the darkness, and each eye closed.

The curse-like murmur was gone.

All that was left was a dark, massive, wriggling black shadow behind him.