Clothes and brocade night travel [comprehensive]

Chapter 44

...So...what's the situation now...?

Kyogokuhiko walked in the direction of the crowds in a daze. He didn't realize what happened in his mind for a moment. It was about the beginning of spring. It was full of sallow and emaciated people with their families and mouths, huddled together with gloomy faces, muttering: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

What... dying?He struggled to turn his head to look back, but was pushed forward by the people around him. His body was weak and he couldn't lift his strength. His mind seemed to be filled with paste. , seem to come from the distant horizon.

There should be someone by his side.Kyogokuhiko looked around, there was nothing but down-and-out people, where is that person?He forced himself to look around calmly, only seeing the down-and-out people.

Are you fleeing?

Where is he?What the hell happened?

Kyogokuhiko tried desperately to think back, but the more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. The pain made his eyes dizzy and his legs weak. He staggered and was pushed into the mound beside the official road by the people around him. He hugged his head and curled up with difficulty. Standing up, he suppressed the scream that was about to burst out of his throat.

The fleeing people around him passed by him like running water, and few people were willing to give him some attention. The sky-blue crane cloak on Jingjiyan was tattered and covered with dust, and the fine silk robes inside were also torn. It's so bad, the people passing by just think of him as another pampered rich man who suffers from a sudden illness, not to mention leaning in to help them, they all wish to stay as far away from him as possible, so as not to be infected by the deadly illness. body, lost his life in vain.

In this world, fate is worthless, and people like them are not even qualified to get sick.

Gradually, Kyogokuhiko's struggle became weaker and weaker. He was still trembling and whimpering at first, but in the end he really lay down on the side of the road as if he was dead. The body is getting colder and stiffer.

Who will pay attention to this?On the way to escape, people died almost all the time.

The days that followed became more and more sad. There was not a drop of rain in nearly half of the spring, and it was another year of great famine.

The people were dressed in rags and were skinny. Some fell to the side of the road and could not get up again. Some lay on the side of the road, breathing intermittently, waiting to die.The scene of mourning all over the country is like a hell on earth.

Only Kyogokuhiko's body has been maintaining the posture of falling down. He has no breath, no temperature, and has never rotted. Apart from the fact that his clothes are getting tattered day by day, it seems that he just fell down in the last second, and the next In a few seconds, you will open your eyes and sit up.

But he never opened his eyes, the wind was blowing, the sun was shining, and he didn't move a bit.

The refugees around him came and went, and it was strange that no one cared about him.

Then it rained suddenly that day, and the rain mixed with muddy water and stinks and flowed all over the ground. There was no one on the official road, and no one was willing to take the risk of getting cold. They just hid in the corner of the eaves under the tree sadly I looked up and prayed that this untimely heavy rain would pass quickly.

The sound of horseshoes was heard in the distance, and the refugees shrank further in. Horseback riders these days are definitely not characters they can provoke, let alone characters they dare to provoke.

The horse is not a particularly good horse, but it can be called a good horse. The man riding on the horse is tall and tall, with a short strange weapon wrapped in cloth on his back, and a blue veil on his head. With the bamboo hat covering his face, he was not in a hurry, looking around as if he was looking for something, but all he saw were unkempt refugees.

Was the person he was looking for really among the group?Under the green gauze hat, a pair of honey-golden eyes showed a bit of hesitation. The magic power from the other side of the command spell was stable and powerful. I think that person should be fine, so act according to that person's ability, but definitely not. I will tolerate being in this situation.

After walking a few more steps, he dismounted, stepped on the muddy path to investigate, and found no living people. He went to search for the corpses that fell on the ground, rotten and bruised. After a long time, he finally found them behind the small mound. I found Kyogokuhiko's body.

The man was surprised at first, and then suddenly realized, "You are really hard to find." He complained in a low voice, but clearly with unspeakable joy, he carefully wiped Kyogokuhiko's dusty face with his sleeve, gently Bow down and kiss his lips.

Kyogokuhiko's body is too weak, and when the magic power is completely overdrawn and the internal circulation stops working, he can only rely on his servants to supply him with important magic power - in the form of body fluid exchange.

As if waking up from a heavy and exhausting dream, Kyogokuhiko tried his best to open his eyelids, his eyes were still in a trance as if covered with a layer of veil, his body was limp, and he was clamoring for hunger, thirst and anxiety from the deepest part, and the spirit formed Once the human body does not have enough energy supply, it is no different from a machine without fuel. From the soul to the body, it will completely stop functioning until it absorbs enough energy to operate again.

The energy from the servant is pure and huge, enough to stimulate the completely shut down magic power cycle in Kyogokuhiko's body to resume operation, devouring the magic power from the outside world hungrily.

"...Diarmuid?" A few hours later, although he was still weak and even found it difficult to sit up, he somewhat recovered his ability to speak and think. Kyogokuhiko sat in front of the servant in an awkward posture , his waist and abdomen were firmly embraced by his arms, and the bumps under his body were obviously on a fast horse, but he didn't know where he was going.

"Yes, it's me." Diarmuid held his body tightly in his arms, and replied warmly, "I will explain everything to you later, and please rest assured to recover your body first."

It was the first time for him to see Kyogokuhiko in such a state of embarrassment, so he naturally felt extremely guilty. If he hadn't drawn a lot of magic power when he first arrived here, regardless of the number of fierce battles, Kyogokuhiko would not have fallen to this point.

"This is not your fault." Kyogokuhiko stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the apologetic knight with difficulty, as if he had no consciousness that he was almost completely drained of magic power by the knight.

——If Diarmuid continued to draw at that time, his body made of spiritual particles would also be automatically decomposed into magic power to supplement Diarmuid.

That's not fun.

His Majesty, who was weak and short of breath, exhausted all the energy he had accumulated to comfort Diarmuid, and leaned in his arms to let his consciousness sink into darkness.

He needs to figure out the whole thing.

He doesn't know whether the God of Death has detained the soul of the Millennium Duke back to hell. The last memory left in his hand penetrated the chest of the Millennium Duke. What the fingertips touched was not the heart, but a mass of gorgeous spot.

That is holy.

There is holiness residing in the body of the Millennium Duke, and the Millennium Duke himself does not know its existence, the holiness of the heart.

When Kyogokuhiko received the information sent by the god of death, he was thinking about what kind of thing the so-called holiness is. It has an extremely slow and weak purification ability. It can be improved by living on human beings. polluted by evil thoughts.

The holiness of the heart is the center of all holiness, and when the holiness of the heart is destroyed, all holiness will lose its effect.

"When the world-destroying flood came, holiness was washed away to all parts of the world." This is the original text in the source material, so before the flood came, were they gathered in one place, stored somewhere in their original form, until It was revealed to the world only after being washed away by the flood.

Where is it locked up?

Have you ever heard of the legend of Pandora's box?The gods put calamity in the box, and let the calamity punish human beings, while the hope of saving the fate of human beings is locked in the box from the light of day.

So human beings were tortured by suffering, but they still didn’t know how to repent, so the gods sent down the flood to destroy the world. Survivors can have a fresh start.

This is the original text of the myth, but if this is the case, why do disasters and hopes still coexist in this world instead of returning to the original state of ignorance and authenticity?

Kyogokuhiko found the answer in the materials of the gods of death, presumably the group of gods of death did not expect him to have the patience to read all the materials, and the things sent were extremely complete.

There is such an inference—when calamity and hope choose to co-exist in one body, instead of fighting and killing according to their nature until they are all burned together, they have reached the realm of divinity, a kind of mixture that perfectly fits the two sides of the gods... …outlaw gods.

"Do you still remember our previous discussion?" Kyogokuhiko slowly withdrew his hand, "Tragedy and pain are the embodiment of disaster, then holiness is the hope to purify all things, the only thing that can coexist in the world is the two. have you."

The first Akuma created by Lord Millennium was himself.

Should have died in the flood that destroyed the world, but there was still a breath left, the existence that cannot be called human beings or Noah is the carrier, the holiness is the fuel and the disaster is the drive, and it has both sides of good and evil. In the real world When Noah was still immature, he was the first to climb up from the earth after the flood receded, forgetting everything, and became Noah's first apostle... the Duke of Millennium.

Disaster leads the world to destruction, and hope releases holiness to hinder the footsteps of destruction. They hate each other, but they are inseparable.

Therefore, the sanctity of the heart that the thousand-year-old Gong Xun has searched for for thousands of years, that is, the hope hidden in the legendary Pandora's box, has actually resided in his body from the very beginning. When Kyogokuhiko took it out , the perfect balance of two sides of one body completely collapsed, disaster and hope erupted with powerful force at the same time, before everyone reacted, dazzling white light enveloped everything.

In the dark, Jing Jiyan seemed to hear the sound coming from the deepest part of his soul, like the sound of wind, like the sound of rain, or like the sound of gold and iron horses and thousands of swords, intertwined and eliciting the deepest feelings in his heart with the deepest malice. Secret longing.

His godless eyes were half-opened and half-closed, reflecting the white light that covered the sky and the sun, and unconsciously clenched the flickering light in his hand, his face was covered with black air, his lips were trembling, and his voice was low and inaudible.

"Return to... hometown..."

Homecoming... Homecoming...

He heard every cell in him clamoring to return home. This is not my hometown, even if he really becomes a god or a Buddha, it is just a wisp of duckweed with no roots to rely on.

Homecoming... Homecoming...

Thinking about it, thinking about it every day, thinking about it every minute and every second of suffering on the seat of heroes, thinking about it makes him go crazy, thinking about it makes even the disgusting palace become kind and lovely , Thinking that the shadow of his hometown floated in his dreams.

Homecoming... Homecoming...

Although this place of peace of mind is my hometown, if he does not return to his hometown, how can he feel at ease?

Aroused by the disaster, the desire buried in the deepest part of the heart is so strong that the light group called hope flickers repeatedly, getting brighter and more solid, and finally explodes in Kyogokuhiko's hands as if reaching the limit, melting Entering the white light, completely devoured Kyogokuhiko who was in it.

No sound, nothing left.

And Diarmuid, who fell into a short-term dizzy state due to the white light, was also judged by Hope to be Kyogokuhiko's appendage due to the closely connected magic power supply relationship, and they were swallowed together and disappeared in the foggy London.

I hope to follow Kyogokuhiko's wish, use his magic power as an anchor, and send them back to the time when they couldn't break through the low-level space and high-level space.

In the end, due to lack of magic power, they fell in two directions far apart from each other.

Diarmuid landed on the battlefield. Yes, you read that right. He landed on the battlefield where the two armies were fighting fiercely. When he opened his eyes, he was struck with a big knife, and he subconsciously raised his gun to attack him. , the other side of the Command Spell continuously provided him with pure magic power, allowing him to escape from the battlefield smoothly, and also got a horse, all the way to get rid of the pursuers and follow the connection of magic power to the direction where Kyogokuhiko was.

Kyogokuhiko was unlucky enough to fall into the pile of refugees. He lacked magic power and was unconscious. He was crowded by the refugees and followed him for many days. After being extracted in large quantities by Diarmuid without any scruples, this stagnant body of magic power can only fall down on the side of the road like a dead man, waiting for someone to rescue him, or with the everlasting spirit dispersing , disappearing into this world without a trace left.

Fortunately, Diarmuid found him in time and saved him with a honey-flavored kiss.

Kyogokuhiko decided to pardon Diarmuid for being too late.

Because of a very sweet and lingering kiss.