"Impossible." Hua Ying refused.
"Absolutely impossible." Chi Qingliu threw the wagashi back to the celadon plate, "Are you kidding me, Holy Sister, let's help her? There's nothing wrong with you, right?"
Du Zijun said calmly: "In the fifth world, you have helped the Holy Sister. You have to get her out of hell."
"That's what the mission requires," Chi Qingliu's attitude was extremely resolute, "Everyone is a person who repays kindness and revenge. What about her? She is a complete thing who repays kindness with vengeance. Human beings created her, so what happened to her? To repay others? My body is probably still soaked in nutrient solution. It has been a few months and the skin has been soaked to pieces!"
"You don't have to worry about this," He Qin said very calmly, "n-star has enough financial resources to provide external support for every victimized player. Even if it is necessary to build a city with nutrition cabins for this purpose, it is not impossible. . In exercise mode, each of your bodies is expected to cover a distance of about five kilometers in twelve hours. Maybe some of you will find muscles in your calves when you go back... OK, you can continue without interrupting. "
Chi Qingliu picked up the chestnut persimmon on the plate again. This kind of small pastry is made of sun-dried persimmon wrapped in sweet chestnut puree. It is a rare thick snack in Yang's house. He swallowed the chestnut persimmon and said : "That's a mission requirement. There is no main mission to stop you from seeing whether I can kill her or not?"
"There are no main quest prompts in this world. How can you be sure that helping her is not part of the main quest?" Wen Zheliu asked, "She is the concubine of the Nightless City and the only one who can contact the city lord, and we Now you don’t even know his name, let alone his appearance, ability or background. If you don’t start from here, how much more circles do you want to go around? Just rely on you to extract information from dead people?”
Chi Qingliu frowned his thick eyebrows and said nothing.
"No," Hua Ying said in embarrassment, "How can you be sure that she is not lying to the players? Don't forget who she is, okay? She is a holy nun, a giant intelligent life, who evolved her mind and consciousness on her own. She alone can trap so many people here, isn't it easy to tell a few lies?"
"Then are you helping or not?" Du Zijun asked.
Chi Qingliu was silent for a long time and whispered: "Discuss it with Li Zhengqing. She is also in the house. You must be angry with each other, right?"
He Qin said: "No, Yangwu is a hierarchical place. The upper-class wandering girls can enter and exit the lower floors at will, but if the lower-class wandering girls break into the upper floors, they will inevitably be killed. So since she doesn't come to us, we will Why take the risk to find her?”
Wen Zheliu said: "Apart from Li Zhengqing, who else is behind us?"
"Bai Ye Fengdu, Bai Jingxing." Hua Ying said, "But he should have a Sao Ling physique? Looking at it this way... this world should not be suitable for him."
"Don't worry about him for now. If you don't want to help the Holy Son, what are your options?" Wen Zheliu asked, "Tell me."
Hua Ying was silent for a long time and said, "Let's meet the Holy Sister. We'll talk about the rest later."
"Her name is the Holy Son." Xie Yuanyuan said, "Don't call her Ceresa...and don't call her the Holy Nun. They are different individuals."
When he walked into the dormitory, Du Zijun threw out a barrier and covered the room.
The warm light shines through, and there is no light in this world that is more warm and peaceful than it. Shengzi was wearing a snow-white furisode and followed Xie Yuanyuan to the living room. She did not hear the conversation of several people. When Xie Yuanyuan came in to call her, she was chasing a straw butterfly, happily following it through various In a pile of various toys.
These are not native products of the Underworld. There is no Temari, no Unhappy Mask, no archer doll, and no Daruma Daruma. There are just a small mountain of toys that four people put together for her using knickknacks from various worlds that they collected. . From the candlesticks and maps in Maryhill's cabin to the statue of the Virgin and the cross in the monastery, the Son's eyes were bright, as if he could see the ups and downs, twists and turns of the past through these props.
Three days have passed, and the martial law in the City that never sleeps has not yet ended. Every public place is under strict surveillance, and there are flying heads and will-o'-wisps everywhere. The most stringent among them is the grocery store and the main house in the City that never sleeps. The Holy Son has lived in Awakihara since she was a child, and has never left the noble royal family that is hundreds of meters high. Now that she has escaped, the life on the ground must be extremely novel to her, and those who want to take her in will not disobey. All she asked was to buy some toys and books to make her smile. All the ghosts who came in and out of the grocery store and this house these days have been traced by ghost shadow warriors, but they did not expect that the Holy Son Taifu was hiding in Yang's house, and the people who took her in did not need to take risks to buy toys and books. They had countless books themselves. This is a way to let the householder experience the wonders of the outside world without leaving home.
"Feng, are there any guests?" Shengzi's cheeks were rosy and her eyes were bright. She didn't know Xie Yuanyuan's real name yet, so she just called him Feng. She said you were just like Maple Leaf, even though you were just the most ordinary person in the other three seasons. , the most inconspicuous green leaves, but when your own season comes, you will be the most dazzling and enthusiastic red leaves. So Xie Yuanyuan didn't want to tell her his original name. Compared with this elegant interpretation, his real name was really not worth mentioning.
Chi Qingliu and Hua Ying were slightly startled. They looked at the Holy Son and couldn't believe their eyes.
This girl looked exactly like Ceresa, but her eyes were so clear and clean, without the slightest hint of resentment or malice. Previously, the legend about Awakihara was passed down orally in the city that never sleeps. The ghosts all praised Awakihara, saying that the golden light at the top of the tower came from the Taifu herself. She was the Amaterasu, wearing the crown of life that shines on the world. The golden feather coat is the eternal sun owned by Huangquan Kingdom. As players, they have to feel ridiculous about such a statement, because it is too ridiculous and naive. If the body can really emit an exaggerated golden light that can illuminate the whole city, then why are they receiving guests? Can light roast people
Now they understand that it is not the light of the body, but the light of the heart. She is as clear as crystal or diamond. When the light shines on her, a thin beam can be projected into millions of beams that flood the world.
"Ah, they are the same people as you!" Shengzi glanced back and forth on the faces of several players, and clapped his hands as if he had discovered a new world, "Are you here to help me too?"
With burning eyes, such joyful expectation and yearning, Chi Qingliu was suddenly speechless. Hua Ying also moved his eyes away with difficulty. He really should have put on his sunglasses so that others wouldn't see. You can see how confused and hesitant he is in his eyes... Damn it, damn it! How could anyone refuse such a request to a girl like this? She is the kind of girl that your idiot had a crush on when you were young. She is good at English and likes literature. She is always the first to answer the over-the-top questions thrown by the teacher when expanding extracurricular knowledge in class. She has a warm and kind personality. A girl with fair skin, bright eyes, and slender waist and arms! Her speaking voice is clear and pleasant, so every time she stands up to answer a question, you will listen attentively. When she returns to the classroom after physical education class, the sun shines on her sweaty nose and red cheeks. Look at her. Use tissue paper to wipe off the sweat bit by bit, and a small but substantial happiness will surge up in your heart; she recites the text attentively, her back melts in the morning glow and sunset, and she is tied up high in a ponytail because she is too troublesome. There are fine hairs scratching the delicate neck... Ten years later, the time and love stuck between the lips and teeth, the unrequited love in the midsummer, have become the exclusive filter that cannot be avoided in memories, over and over again. You filter her image until she becomes synonymous with a certain season and a certain period of time, and becomes a precious thing that cannot be turned back or owned again.
Now you don’t need the built-in beautification filter. She is right in front of you, with bright eyes, fair skin, and a snow-colored dress that is brighter than snow. She asks you if you are here to help her... Yes, yes! I have wanted to help you for a long time, and I have wanted to talk to you for a long time. Even if I am scolded as a licker, what does it matter? As long as you are happy, I can loudly say that my life is worth dying and I have no regrets!
... However, he couldn't say it. The power of the Holy Child was more terrifying than all the people he had encountered before, and all the difficulties were more terrifying. She was both a devil and a god. She used her absolute power to make people wander between hell and heaven, making him feel in his heart in an instant. It was so messed up that I could no longer utter a firm rejection.
"You..." Hua Ying's voice was hoarse and hoarse, "How do you want us to help?"
Chi Qingliu held his forehead and sighed, but he could not blame his weak-willed ally.
"I want to meet someone." The Holy Son said, "I made an agreement with him to meet when the moon is at its zenith... But I don't remember his name, nor his appearance... "
Chi Qingliu frowned and asked, "Then when did you make an agreement with him?"
"It must have been a long, long time ago," the Holy Son said firmly, "Maybe it was so long ago that I can't even remember it!"
"This..." Chi Qingliu couldn't help but be speechless.
The Holy Son thought to himself and said: "I must have forgotten something important, but the most important thing has not been forgotten... It is the agreement between me and him, and the agreed time."
"When the moon reaches its peak," she said with a smile so beautiful that it made people feel that even sacrificing his life for her was a matter of course, "I will meet him. I will never break the contract, even after the appointment. After my body dies and my soul perishes, all worlds turn upside down, gods and Buddhas descend from Gaotianyuan to Huangquan to destroy me. I also want to hold his hand and tell him I am here."
Hua Ying sighed, looked into the distance, and said with a heavy tone: "Then, I understand."
"You...what do you know?" Chi Qingliu turned to look at him in horror.
"The bright moon will never set tonight, right? This is the so-called romantic romance, a love that men strive to achieve at all costs!" Hua Ying suddenly shouted angrily, his eyes burning with fire, "As an oiran, Your commission will be accepted by us, Wanwu!"
"There is no such idiotic organization!" Chi Qingliu yelled, "Please wake up, you nerd!"
Du Zijun rolled his eyes, really not knowing what to say.
"...Okay, don't embarrass yourself here."
"Since... well, this matter has been initially clear, then you should go to Bai Jingxing first," Wen Zheliu said with black lines on his forehead, "Let's go to Li Zhengqing. Since we need to cooperate with each other in the Evernight City, we still need a vote. ?”
"Sure." Chi Qingliu sighed, "Then we'll go find Bai Jingxing. But we have to agree in advance!"
He Qin said: "Please speak."
With the glory of the Holy Son, Chi Qingliu said bravely: "This matter still needs to be discussed. After all, she is... right? I won't say anything unnecessary. I think you know better than us, so we need to investigate and we can't just believe it. She, that’s it!”
"It's up to you," Du Zijun said, "You go find Bai Jingxing, and we'll go visit Awa Qiyuan at night, that's it."
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"You?" Hua Ying hurriedly raised his head, "Can you do it? Now the high-level props are locked, and the ones that can be used are only B-level. If the city lord discovers it..."
He didn't say any more, because he keenly glanced at Shengzi, and her face actually showed a moment of panic. Shengzi's emotions can't lie. When she feels happy, she is happy, and when she feels sad, she is sad. She never pretends to be herself. .
She is the Taifu of the Evernight City and Amaterasu of the Underworld. Koyama Hikaru once said that the Taifu is the god in the eyes of all ghosts. Are gods sometimes afraid
But the four of them knew in their hearts that Xiaoshan Guang did say that Taifu was the god in everyone's hearts, but she also said that the city lord was a ghost who controlled the gods. Shengzi was afraid of the city lord, so during the three days he hid here, when Wen Zheliu asked her anything about the city lord, Shengzi looked at him sadly and just shook his head.
She didn't want them to come into contact with anything about the city lord, as if it was poison and fire spread through words, and everyone who was contaminated by it would suffer misfortune.
"Why do you want to explore Awakihara at night?" Shengzi asked hastily, "You will be discovered by him, no, this won't work..."
"Are you afraid that they will be discovered by the city lord?" Chi Qingliu asked, "Don't worry, we are all capable people..."
"This is not a matter of ability!" Shengzi interrupted others rarely, and she said excitedly: "He is a ghost who can create ghosts, a truly heartless devil, yes... yes..."
She couldn't speak anymore, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her chest was heaving violently.
"Hurry and help her sit down!" Wen Zheliu said hurriedly. The clothes he wore today were very complicated. In addition to a spring cherry green mountain furisode with a vulture knot, he was also covered with a heavy Yuzen-dyed Hossian flower. It was extremely inconvenient to get dressed, "Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry."
The Holy Son sat on the cushions, lost in thought, and could only shed tears.
"I know," she said after a long time, "the lower-class wandering girls in the Nightless City are all spirits without any ability to resist. The guests who come here are ghosts at the very least. They cannot resist and cannot escape. But in Yang's house The wandering girl can become a higher-level ghost, and the power of gods and even furisode is even more powerful... This is all because of him, because he is a ghost who can create ghosts, and his level is higher than any ghost."
"You mean, he can give power to other ghosts... to achieve the purpose of dominating them?" Wen Zheliu asked.
"Yes," said the Holy Son, "when there are wandering girls sitting in the seat of the gods, he will secretly summon them into Awakihara and give them tattoos."
Wen Zheliu tightened his grip on the tea cup. He didn't even need to meet He Qin's eyes to know what the other was thinking.
Du Zijun's eyes were as bright as lightning and he repeated in a low voice: "Tattoo."
"Those are all... very strange patterns," the Holy Son said softly, "The Yaksha breathes wind and thunder in the clouds, the tiger bites the skull full of peonies, the naked goddess embraces the white crane, the Buddhist country is full of cherry blossoms... These patterns are usually tattooed On the back, it's even more delicate than what was painted. Once the quasi-gods are stabbed, they can be promoted to gods, with more powerful abilities than other wandering girls. Their personalities have also changed since then. I hid in the dark and saw it with my own eyes. A girl who blushed even when she spoke at first became coquettish and charming after receiving a tattoo, as if her soul had been replaced by something and another personality had replaced it."
"This is like a kind of parasitism, or hypnosis," Xie Yuanyuan said, "What does the city lord look like?"
"I don't know, maybe he is an old man, maybe he is a child, maybe he is a beautiful woman, maybe he is a strong man. He really likes acting and pretending to be others. When he doesn't show off his strength, At that time, no one could recognize him." The Holy Son's lips trembled, "A long time ago, that was the first time I frequently dreamed that I had made an agreement with a person, and that he would come with me when the sky was illuminated by the full moon. When I met, my face was unclear but my voice was gentle. I had been troubled by this dream for a long time, and the female official and the ghost doctor invited were helpless, so I begged the ghost who was looking after me, saying that I wanted to go outside and take a look, maybe it would help. Totally remembered."
"Even if I have never left Awakihara and am a lord of the city that never sleeps, they can't reject me because they look at me with love in their eyes. Ghosts obviously don't know how to love and can't love, but their expressions So soft, whatever I ask for, they will just sigh and answer me, okay." The Holy Son's eyes were filled with hatred—hate that was so sad that it made the player very frightened to see it, "They secretly looked for I brought ordinary clothes and prepared a small amount of money, and then sent the female officer to open a secret door for me late at night. It is said that it was opened by the craftsmen who built Awakihara for emergencies. Everything was ready. I made an agreement with them. Okay, I will come back after the city lights up to symbolize the opening of the market. Then I put on my clothes, took my money, and ran down the small door... I was so happy, so happy, but when I opened the door and stood on the ground, I was stunned."
Her eyes seemed to be burning, and she was so excited that even her tears dried up: "My female officials, my attendants, the boys who exchanged money for me, the men who prepared clothes for me, the ghost shadow warriors who protected me … The ghosts who have been with me since childhood, the people I loved, and the people who loved me, all their corpses burned in the fire, like a red mountain.”
That scene must still be vivid in my mind. It cannot be forgotten or let go. The Holy Son finally showed the look of an angry god. At this moment, she was the Queen of the Nightless City and the King of the Underworld. How could Amaterasu's anger be affected? Healed by shallow time? It is not until the corpses of the enemies turn to ashes and the souls howl and scream in the fire that the gods can restrain their offended fury and smile lovingly again.
"He deserves to die!" the Holy Son roared through gritted teeth, "He deserves to die!"