Kazuma wanted to draw a knife at that time.
Since he can slay evil spirits—no, he can slash the ripples of the Dirac Sea, then it shouldn't be a problem to behead a pig in his dream.
Yuzao grabbed his arm: "Wait a minute, at least he's an old acquaintance of mine, so I can't justify not chatting."
He Ma: "You speak with a Kansai accent."
"The Kansai dialect was orthodox in the Nara period."
He Ma: "Oh, then I also have a Kansai accent?"
Before Yuzao could answer, the other party spoke, and the voice came from all directions, as if it was everywhere: "Yu~Zao~qian~ Long time no see."
He Ma raised his right hand: "Wait a minute, do you have to speak in the eunuch's tone?"
"That's what public officials like Fujiwara used to say." Yuzao's old acquaintance explained to Kazuma.
He Ma: "So that's how it is. The appearances of the ministers back then, with powder on their faces and this and that, really matched the tone."
"Yu~zao~qian~" The other party didn't know if it was intentional, and he prolonged the name Yuzaoqian, singing it like a song, "How could you hook up with such an impolite human being?"
Yuzao: "I've been tired of Gongqing's red tape for a long time."
"Is that why you support Nobunaga through Guicho? Hmph, it's a pity that the Honnoji Temple was on fire..."
Kazuma: "Do you have to start with what happened 400 years ago? Can you talk about something more recent? For example, the big tengu who was hit and killed by the Phantom fighter of the Yoyogi Flying Team."
The nightmare-eating tapir suddenly fell silent.
It took about five seconds for the horse to feel it before it said: "He... was killed, I said why can't I contact him.
"In the past few decades, human beings have become more and more aggressive. Weak monsters are fine, and even monsters of our level have begun to die continuously.
"First Kaguya Hime, and then Yatengu... I, but in my dreams, I want to eat the rice cake served by Kaguya Hime again."
Hema frowned: "Kaguya still makes rice cakes?"
Yuzao: "I directed the moon rabbits to cook, and I occasionally ask Chang'e to cook together."
"Wait for me! Where did Chang'e escape from?"
"Eh? The moon, it's normal that there is Kaguya Ji and Chang'e, right? We used to eat rice cakes and moon cakes at the same time. Kaguya Ji often rides bamboo to and from the earth and the moon, and takes us a ride from time to time."
There was a nostalgic expression on Tamamo's face.
"It's a pity that there is nothing now. Since humans calculated the first cosmic speed and the second cosmic speed, Kaguya Hime can't go back to the moon, and has become a monster who can only walk on the ground."
He Ma: "Uh... Should I apologize here?"
As soon as the words fell, the voice of the dream-eating tapir came from all directions again: "Yu~Zao~Qian~ Since you will also show that expression, why not join us, if the mysterious power recovers, maybe the gate of the underworld will open again , we can also take those old friends…”
"I refuse." Tamamo said loudly, "I've had enough of monsters who don't want to make progress, and a world that hasn't changed for thousands of years. In the last two hundred years of human beings, everything has undergone earth-shaking changes. In the past two hundred years Here, the new things that are produced every day are worth the accumulation of you and me, old and immortal."
He Ma: "It's not that exaggerated, is it? After all, you have lived for so many years..."
"It's that exaggerated." Yuzao interrupted Kazuma, and then pointed forward, "For example, this guy in front of me."
In front of Tamamo's finger is the petrified Akanishi maple, and since the picture cracked, Akanishi has turned into a wooden figure.
I don't know if the soul is not strong enough to maintain itself in the dream with two big monsters.
Apparently, the "this guy" that Tamamo said does not refer to Akanishi, but the source of Akanishi's blood.
Tamamo raised the volume: "This guy is playing this now. It has been playing for many, many years. He played like this in the Jomon era, and it was still the same in the Asuka Nara era. There is no change in the Azuchi Momoyama era. Now... finally a little change, this The special effect of glass shattering is learned from your anthropology."
He Ma: "Did you learn from anthropology?"
"Yeah, there was no glass in the past, and the mirrors were all bronze mirrors, you know, so what he created is the effect of the twisted copper mirror."
Dream-eating tapir: "Yu~Zao~qian~ You can talk about the things that made fun of me later, but you really don't miss the past at all?"
"I don't miss it." Yuzao didn't hesitate at all.
"Compared to the backwaters of the past, this life is ten thousand times better now. Do you know how excited I was when the black ships came
"I used to think that the whole world was like Japan, as if time had stopped.
"I only knew that Kaguya Ji couldn't fly anymore, and Chang'e didn't come to visit often, but I didn't think about why.
"Because at that time, even my curiosity was wiped out, and I just lived like a walking dead day after day. Only occasionally I found some maverick human beings, so I could observe and pass decades of boring time."
"For example, Nagamaru is one of the more outstanding ones. Looking back now, that experience is quite fun."
Kazuma was stunned for a moment before realizing that Nagamaru was Mito Komon's baby name. After getting older, he changed his official name to Matsuchiyo or Chiyomatsu. After Yuanfu, he was bestowed by Tokugawa Iemitsu, officially Renamed Tokugawa Mitsuki.
Yuzao stared straight ahead, as if the elephant-nosed pig was in the void in front of her, and said loudly: "If I want to go back to the days of walking dead, I am absolutely unhappy."
"It's really stupid. You used to be an invincible monster. Nothing can threaten you. Now you don't even need external threats. You will grow old and die.
"Just for that short-lived brilliance, to give up a life that is almost eternal, how..."
He Ma: "Why not
"I thought that you, the majestic master of dreams, would have high opinions when you appeared here, but in the end, such foolish words came.
"No matter how long life is, if there is no achievement, isn't it like an old lady's foot wrap, smelly and long, worthless
"It is precisely because life is short that human beings try their best to bloom.
"As the saying goes:
"There are so many things that are always in a hurry; the world is turning, and time is pressing. Ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day and night."
At this time, He Ma started to speak Chinese directly, and the moment the words came out, they turned into reality in the dream.
The cracks disappear, and everything that is fragmented gradually becomes a complete picture: the stars rotate, the sun and the moon change on the endless fields.
With the rapid changes of the celestial phenomena, everything on the earth grows and changes with each passing day.
He Ma continued: "The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are furious, and the five continents are shaken by wind and thunder."
Lightning fell and the earth cracked.
Under the cracked ground, countless huge ships soared into the sky, and the light of the engines was as bright as the sun and the moon.
Wait a minute, why does the picture differ from the poem I read
Doubts are doubts, and He Ma finished reading the last sentence of the half poem: "We must wipe out all harmful insects, and we will be invincible!"
The entire picture turned into a distant view of the Milky Way, and then zoomed in very quickly. It turned out that the starlight that spanned the entire field of vision was not the light of stars at all, but the engines of countless ships.
In front of the fleet is a black void, and another galaxy is faintly visible at the end of the void.
Kazuma originally thought that the opponent of this fleet was something like the Eye of Terror, but now he understands that the enemy of this fleet is "unknown".
The unknown galaxy, the unknown boundary of the universe.
Only "unknown" is qualified to be a human opponent.
March into the unknown, until the boundary of the universe, never stop.
The passion with the horse turned into surging power, and the whole dream was completely out of the control of the nightmare, and it had to show its original shape.
It is a elephant-nosed pig with many strange patterns on its body.
Looking at that guy, Hema suddenly thought, using this product to stew potatoes must taste good.
The moment this idea came into being, everything around him changed, a kitchen knife was cut out of nothingness, and chopped towards the nightmare.
"Terrible and terrible." The nightmare-eating tapir disappeared like a mist, "I actually developed an appetite for me, Yuzao, what did you find this time?"
Yuzao smiled and said, "The person I fell in love with at the first sight is of course very powerful."
He Ma: "You are talking nonsense. We have been in the same class for three years. You have looked at me for countless times. It is the first time you have joined me in the third year of high school."
Yuzao: "You in the third year of high school are not the same as you in the second year and the first year of high school, aren't you? Before the phoenix nirvana, you were just a turkey."
When the dream-eating tapir and the horse interrupted Yuzao, they reunited and formed: "If I am not a monster of Meng, I am afraid that I am seriously injured by now. Before Yuzao, you treat your old acquaintance like this?"
"Although we are old acquaintances, it seems that we are no longer the same way."
Dream-eating tapir: "You use the wrong word, we are not human."
Tamamo: "I will be."
The veins on the nightmare-eating tapir's body glowed purple, and the corners of its mouth also spewed fire. Because it was a dream, Hema could vaguely feel its anger affecting the surrounding scenery.
Yuzao: "As expected of a monster of a dream, facing Kazuma's pure and surging soul power, he can regain part of the control of the dream. I wanted you to tell everything today."
"Hmph, if you want to know more, you should have tricked me into surrendering just now. Aren't you the best at these things, you vixen? I came here after making enough plans. I'm afraid I'll fall into your trap."
The elephant-nosed pig said angrily.
"I don't know that you are so straightforward, unlike you, Yuzao!"
"Because of me, I also want to burn brilliantly." Yuzao tilted her head and smiled slightly, "By the way, let me tell you something, in the past senior year of high school..."
"You have been in the third year of high school for so many years, how do I know which year you are talking about?" The dream-eating tapir interrupted Yuzao.
He Ma: "It's very impolite for you to interrupt someone like this."
Yuzao and the nightmare-eating tapir seemed to have temporarily gained some kind of tacit understanding, and they looked at Kazuma together.
Yuzao: "No, I'm going to give you a stare. This is for Yamataro."
Then she gave Kazuma a very hard look.
The nightmare-eating tapir asked suspiciously, "Santaro?"
"Ah, it's about a third-rate haiku lover."
"Him?" The nightmare-eating tapir forgot even the eunuch's voice, "He also raises a half-demon? It seems that he will become my ally..."
He Ma: "The alliance you are talking about is the alliance that revives the mystery and kills human beings?"
"Of course not. It's an alliance that uses the power of human beings to revive Mystery. He is now called Shantaro. He must also hate the current era and want to return to the glory of the past..."
He Ma: "Pfft."
The nightmare-eating tapir looked at Kazuma, spit out purple fire and roared, "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing. I just don't think Shantaro will miss the past. After all, he still wants to pursue the novels of the Dream Pillow Tapir. Wait, the Nightmare Pillow Tapir and the Nightmare Eater both have dreams and tapirs. Could it be that you are the one? Famous ghost novelist, right?"
"This is slander!" The nightmare-eating tapir roared, and the whole world was distorted and fragmented. The main body of the nightmare-eating tapir seemed to activate the dharma world, and began to expand and become larger.
He Ma laughed loudly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was about to shout "Jian Lai".
Yuzao pulled him back and whispered: "This is its home field after all, so you may not be able to take advantage of it if you force it. Maybe it will disappear in the end and you will become a vegetable."
He Ma: "I'm not afraid, the gate of hell has slipped through several bends."
Tamamo: "I'm afraid. I'm still waiting to grow old with you."
The desire to fight in He Ma's heart was extinguished by these words, and he curled his lips: "You..."
"Don't worry, when you have to fight, I will send you out respectfully, just like the previous few times." Yuzao smiled slightly, "Now fighting is at most a battle of spirits, so it can't be done."
The nightmare-eating tapir also seemed to have calmed down, its body returned to the size of a domestic pig, and the lines on its body were no longer exposed.
"Son of man," it looked at Hema, "I will calculate everything with you carefully in the future. When I wait for the completion of the big plan, you must pay for today's plan to cook me to eat. cost."
He Ma: "No, no, I want to use you to stew potatoes, which is not the same as boiling."
Tamamo: "Is it different? Where is the difference?"
He Ma was asked this question, and he also found that stewing and boiling are really the same thing? But why do you subconsciously feel that stewing is different from boiling
Is this the paranoia unique to foodie empires
The nightmare-eating tapir was obviously aroused by the off-topic discussion with Ma and Yuzao, and began to blow his beard and stare again.
"You wait! You wait and see!" After speaking, the ground under its feet moved like plasticine, trying to sweep away Akanishi who was stuck in place like a wooden man.
Yuzao: "Wait a minute! You interrupted me just now, please let me finish. I discovered something in the past third year of high school. My soul can also have waves close to human beings."
The nightmare-eating tapir stopped and stared at Yuzao: "You're lying! I won't be fooled by you fox."
"But you didn't leave." Yuzao smiled, "If you think I'm making something up, just leave, hurry up and go away."
The dream-eating tapir looked at Yuzao with gritted teeth, but there was nothing he could do.
And Kazuma remembered the temporary entry that lasted for a year that he saw above Yuzao's head a year ago.
He knew what Tamamo was talking about.
Because Tamamo is becoming more and more human, so she can also start to have entries... I see.
Yuzao looked at the dream-eating tapir, and put his hands on his heart: "At that time, I could really feel that I hoped to be admitted to the University of Tokyo with Kiryu and Ma, and I was willing to risk everything for this.
"Afterwards, I compared last year with the countless springs, summers, autumns and winters I have experienced in the past, and I came to a conclusion. In the past, I was too strong, rest assured, and had an infinite lifespan, so I was always a spectator, whether it was a human being or a monster. Anyway, to me, it is no different from the shadow puppets in the shadow puppet show."
Wait, shadow puppetry... Japan also has shadow puppetry
While confused with Ma, Yuzao continued: "In the past, I was a spectator of stories, and because I didn't have a short life, I couldn't empathize with them at all. Even in those days after the Meiji Restoration, there were new things every day. In fact, there is no difference.
"I'm just looking at the novelties and having fun with myself.
"But this past year wasn't like that, I really became part of the story, a small part, but I was part of it. It was just a little bit, but I did burn up and shine my own light.
"In the past year, I have been 'living'. I finally understand that life and death coexist, and time will always stay at the seventeen-year-old me. Because I won't die, I can't live."
The nightmare-eating tapir didn't respond, but just looked at Yuzao.
Yuzao: "Hey, are you now a spectator, or a part of the story?"
At this moment, Ma felt something different about the elephant-nosed pig in front of him.
He immediately understood what was going on.
Without waiting for him to speak, the elephant-nosed pig replied: "Of course I am a part of the story."
The next moment, the entire dream was distorted, and the master of the dream showed his full power, and the dream was broken into countless fragments, each of which reflected the shadow of the nightmare.
He Ma: "What the hell have you done?"
"I'm just sharing my recent experience with an old acquaintance." Yuzao still had an innocent expression on his face, "Did I do something wrong?"
"Didn't this Nima make it stronger?"
"Oh, it's more challenging this way."
The moment the voice fell, the fragmented dream was pieced together again into a complete piece.
The nightmare-eating tapir stood in front of the two of them.
"Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with this path. Human power can also be used by us."
Yuzao: "You are wrong! You are not willing to give up everything in the old era, just thinking about tinkering, and you will never be able to get the real soul."
Kazuma suddenly felt that Yuzao's words sounded familiar.
Tamamo-mae, is actually the left wing in Yokai
The nightmare-eating tapir laughed loudly, with a sudden difference from just now: "Then let's wait and see. However, you told me, and in exchange, I will tell you that between these poor three young humans, the final What happened. Of course, I contributed a little bit to their tragedy."