"How's it going, did you see her?"

"Nope." Shi Qi looked at the reincarnated soul in front of him, and also looked at her hopeful face, and shook his head.

This is in a dimly lit palace, and as the new king of Yama, she is in charge of this part of the area, and Shi Qi helps her point out the approximate location of Gensokyo, allowing her to choose this location.

There are no lights in the hall, no human figures, and no ghosts, in the middle of the empty hall, there is a pillar of light that soars to the sky, and the whole body of the pillar of light is white, with a unique chill.

Shi Qi, who was a stone statue, was seated in front of this pillar of light, waiting for her possibility.

Here are not only reincarnated souls, but also newborn souls and destroyed souls.

"Not today?" Shiki Yingji lowered her head, imperceptibly covering up her loss.

Success or failure is now almost no longer important. She wanted a result, and after getting tens of thousands of answers that didn't exist today, she wanted a result.

"Ahh Shi Qi made a slight voice and resounded in the silent hall: "Is it time again?" ”

"Yes." The loss of the four seasons Yingji was buried and washed away, and Shi Qi suddenly became alive when he looked at it.

This is their agreement.

Every day, I have to tell stories to the four seasons at a fixed time.,Tell a variety of different stories.,Talk about the world.。 From the Old Testament to Sodom of the Marquis of Sade, from the discussion of the Yellow Emperor's Neijing to the interpreter of the city of Muyin......

Shi Qi had read so much of what he had read, and the stories he had forgotten and then remembered made him feel as if he was reading them over and over again.

He was almost on the verge of deciding to have nothing to do with Shikihime, but he finally hesitated under a certain story.

He didn't tell this story, even if it had so many stories to extend, Shi Qi decided to bury it in his heart.

Since zun can't talk about it, let's talk about jun, let's talk about jin, let's talk about ijn. Haha, there are so many more stories to tell in the world......

I mean bastard.

Today, what did you talk about?

Kraven's Last Hunt. Yes, it's the end of the last hunt.

"Are you okay?" Shiki Yingji asked Shi Qi, and Shi Qi's body turned into a stone statue did not move, but his eyes slowly turned, answering Shiji Yingji's question.

Shiki-eihime listened to the familiar voice and the story that would not be familiar every time, and a complete sense of security was born in her heart.

Her hand gently caressed Shi Qi's face, but she didn't dare to make the next step.

When the story was over, Shi Qi fell silent.

The world also quieted down, everything was silent, black was not black, but it was bright but not at all, Shi Qi just didn't have anything to say, so he stopped.

Shiki Yingji didn't have anything to say, so she also stopped, in the silent hall, not even the slightest bit of anger, not even the slightest fear.

Would you be glad? Do you feel pain? Shi Qi suddenly asked her, and Shi Qi Yingji's eyes kept looking at Shi Qi, all the time, and she never looked away.

"-I ......" Shikihime didn't get her voice out, but the syllables snuck out of her mouth by herself, and she didn't seem to have an answer.

Shi Qi gently closed his eyes and stopped looking at her.

He could feel the hesitation of the person in front of him—at some point, he had taken the god of the Jizo statue for a human—but at the same time, he could feel something.

It seems that he is about to be found.

The never-ending search from the entanglement of the world has appeared since the beginning of his arrival, and in the present when the world is gradually returning to self-operation, and in the present when time is slowly leaving the ownerless, Shi Qi can feel a malicious infiltration, which can penetrate from thousands of locations, and start searching for what may exist and should not exist.

Is the "male protagonist" of this world about to be born? Oh, I wish he wasn't one of those who would be tormented and pained.

Perhaps, Shi Qi can't wait for the snow to fall on the mountain, and he can't wait for her answer.

He didn't know how long he would be found out, he would be thoroughly aware, and this kind of problem had been bothering him a long, long time ago.

He didn't care, he just felt scared from time to time when he was quiet.

He was quiet.

He was not afraid.

"Today, let's talk a little more." He smiled abruptly with relief, then twisted his neck and turned back into a human from the stone statue.

"Huh? Surprised? Shi Qi chuckled and said to the four seasons in front of him: "It seems that it is rare to listen to me say so much, right?" Except when it's time to tell a story. It's okay, I'm coming back. ”

Shi Qi, back.

The dim and dark palace had the sound of Shi Qi's breathing. Smooth and gentle, meticulous, inhale, exhale.

Shiji Yingji subconsciously stepped forward and leaned on Shi Qi's body: "It's really the touch of the body......"

Shiqi was quiet.

He straightened up and dusted his hair off: "When I was helping you and saving you before, I didn't become a human. How do you feel now? ”

Shi Qi smiled, and the four seasons Yingji was stunned, as if she couldn't say anything.

In the darkness, there is a hint of life.

"Let's go out together. Go see here, go check it out with me. ”

She suddenly didn't want that answer.

Finally stretched out from the gap between the dark palace and the soul of death, in the end, hell is not empty and does not become a Buddha, even if it is the incarnation or non-incarnation of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, he will also go out.

"Okay." Shiki Yinghime finally came back from her stunned stupor, chuckling with tears.

They stepped out of the palace, which was neither magnificent nor splendid, but it was scorched and desolate, and the lifelessness was not enough to describe it.

Shi Qi didn't care.

After returning from this trip, Shikikihime herself will make this place better.

What if not? That's her business, and I shouldn't interfere.

As soon as he left Hell with Shiki Yinghime, he saw an old man limping towards Hell with a cane.

His steps were firm, his body was stiff, and he almost fell to his knees, and he only used extraordinary perseverance and perseverance to go to hell.

After a few steps he was panting, and the ornate crutches that supported him could barely withstand the pressure and he fell, and he continued to walk against the barrenness and dryness of hell and the sweat of the hot wind.

"Do you want to show me this?"

"Nope." Shi Qi replied, "Do you care about him very much?" Or do you dislike him a lot? ”

"None of them." Shikihime shook his head, she walked over and sent the old man to hell, he didn't have any more words, he still had a prayer in his heart.

"I just realized that I also care about other lives." Shiki Yingji's expression was serious and serious, she raised her head and stared at Shi Qi with her eyes.

Shi Qi was also looking at her.