【Wine Ci】Ksitigarbha Statue

Chapter 22

The candle flickered for a moment.

The snow fell even more during the night, and the blizzard was beating violently on the windows, sounding like a ghost that was about to rush in at any moment.The young man easily removed the rope that bound him, and he held it like he was holding a snake by seven inches, carelessly pressing it against the flame of the oil lamp.Huo rushed up, but the boy quickly snuffed it out.

"They're really stupid," he said, as if to himself, and then he glanced at Ibaraki with a smile on his face—his raised browbones made him look fierce when he was dead, but Once they laughed, there was a strange contrast, "Even if they are smart once in a while, it's a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. Well, you can ask me."

"You're hurt." Izuku said.He was referring to a several-inch-long wound on the boy's face. There was a knife-edge boy who couldn't avoid it, and the wounds bled quickly. They still exuded a scent that attracted Ibaraki, even though they had scabbed over now.Ibaraki added, "You can beat them."

"Relax, monster, I also killed a few people. Their expressions looked so funny, they were so angry that they wanted to eat people. It seems that they really think that my uncle is a bully, even if they are playing with him, they will not Do you really think that my uncle will be so kind that he will be captured without a fight?"

"Or little friend, you can let me take the shot—don't stop me. I can kill them all. I've wanted to do this for a long time."

The young man stopped smiling, and he looked over, his gaze was as calm as deep water; there was something else under the water, a turbulent whirlpool or a fierce beast that chose to devour people.He said calmly: "Don't ask my name, don't interfere with my decision, and don't participate in my battle. Monster, I thought we had discussed it five years ago."

Izuku was stunned.For a moment, his expression seemed to be injured somewhere, but none of the fighting moves that besieged the boy fell on him.He was dazed for a moment, then murmured: "...you really never told me about you, nor where your home is. Little friend, I thought I could help you now."

"You think you can help me?" The boy raised his eyebrows, and Ibaraki noticed his jaw tightened, "Maybe you can. You're a ghost after all. But after disappearing for five full years? Listen, since So, don't do anything—"

The boy paused for a while, as if he was trying to swallow more stinging words, he didn't look at Ibaraki, he just turned around to pick up the lantern.The wind and snow whipped the windows, and the room was extremely quiet for a while.Time is indeed a terrible thing for human beings, and it is clear that he has not only changed his size and appearance.If the little monk can still be said to be easy to get along with, then the young man will suddenly be covered with thorns, but Ibaraki has met a worse Shuten-douji, and during the first meeting, he still happily chased after him. Calling a close friend behind him, although that time is far away, but in retrospect, I still don't think there is anything wrong.So why do I feel sad now—probably because I have already experienced warmth, so it is even more difficult to endure a little bit of severe cold.

Apart from the sound of the wind and snow, only the boy's breathing could be heard in the room. It sounded like he was moving a big box that shouldn't exist to another place.Ibaraki said: "I was thinking about it. My friend has always acted cautiously, calmly and rationally. Presumably this is also his deliberate design. It is true that you can complete everything well without my help. If I act recklessly, yes Added confusion to the little friend."

"Enough!" The young man said angrily, "This time I'm implicating you, and you speak so badly to you, you can easily kill me, won't you be angry!" Then he turned around and took a deep breath. He took a breath and said: "I said they hit by mistake - because I did kill those people at the beginning. I said they were ridiculous, and that's exactly the case. I'm afraid they just planted the blame at random, and I couldn't believe myself What is fabricated is the truth, so the logic of the language is messy and ridiculous. I am afraid that the old monk will find a reason to want me to die, so as to prevent my uncle from blocking their way. The reason why I killed them in the first place is very simple , it was because in the Debate Conference at the beginning, it was a group of people who were dissatisfied with the "Son of God" that Guan Zen had brought in as a bridge, and intended to make me die by accident."

Ibaraki hesitated for a moment, and he felt that he had grasped the answer: "Their throats that were bitten off are——"

"I bit it." The young man responded decisively, "So I remember clearly, no one survived, and after everything was resolved, I used someone's saber. From here," he pointed to his flank, "cut open I made a big gash, and tore the wound with my hands to make it look like it was scratched by a monster.” He smiled, “If I had known you earlier, maybe I wouldn’t have to pretend so hard. .”

The young man tilted his head and continued: "It's too boring. I'm tired of playing. These things in the world are upside down over and over again. It's all the same. Whether it's Yunding's position or in the muddy ditch, It's all exactly the same." His side face at this time was exactly the same as Shuten Doji who was drinking wine and looking at the moon.The boy said again, "I'll go out and finish watching this big show. As for you monster, wait for me here."

He opened the window, and when the cold wind came in through the gap, it sounded like a devil crying.The young man flipped into the cold night nimbly, Ibaraki stood where he was, and the candlelight reflected his gradually hideous ghost image. Trapping a big ghost in this square inch is a joke, but Ibaraki thought about it, sharp Stretching out the huge ghost claw, it gently closed the window for him.

Guan Zhen walked up and down the room anxiously.

He doesn't believe in anyone, but when he is alone, he will reveal his cowardly and restless nature in front of his own shadow.He talked to himself, frantically: "He should be killed, he should be killed, who knows what other variables will happen? That bastard, vagrant, motherless and motherless, has always been lucky To hell. Brother Guan Chan plotted against him like that, and he never got caught. How could it be possible, he should have died thousands of times long ago."

He circled around and walked to the other side, his face wrinkled like a bitter gourd. He changed his tone and refuted himself: "No, no, no, you can't kill. Everything must be done according to procedures. You can't let indiscriminate killing become your stain. Report it Give it to Yanli Temple, Yanli Temple is jealous of evil, and it will be punished soon. At that time, it will be justifiably killed, and the meat will be lingering one by one, and no one can say anything." Guanzhen paused again, suffering I had to grab my ears, "Then what if Yanli Temple forgives him because of Nashi Laozi'Son of God'?! Didn't Master also favor this stray dog ​​so many times! That old bald donkey died well. Why don't you die sooner, instead of dragging the little bastard back, just hoping to pass the position of abbot to him?! It's too much to be biased. At the beginning, I said that I valued meditation, but in the end, I didn't just sit back and watch him being eaten by a female ghost I don’t care about anything. Now you say you value me? Put his mother’s shit! The position of abbot should be given to him eagerly, but he has already become a disciple of Enli Temple! How much more honorable than us! Born to be Sitting on top of us!"

He suddenly stopped, looking straight at his own shadow projected on the wall, the shadow was blurred like a bird's beak, but Guanzhen didn't notice it, he just opened his eyes wide in excitement: "—— Yes, female ghost. Who is that person who is following that little beast today? Ghost. There is always a way to make him look like a ghost. Drugs, yes, drugs. I am not afraid that he will not obediently agree if I saw off his hand again. Summon them Just behead him and the little bastard. You won’t be held accountable if you report it to Enli Temple, and it’s even a great achievement——!”

He was talking to himself, and the more he talked, the more excited he was, and he turned around and was about to go out to fulfill this exquisite plan.But the door was thrown open abruptly, the young man was carrying a knife with blood dripping on it, and a bloody human head in the other hand, and threw the head in front of Guan Zhen——Guan Zhen staggered and recognized Seeing that this was the man with the broken leg who was brought to testify against the young man's murder, he raised his head tremblingly, and saw the young man smiling, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"My uncle said that there will be no survivors, so naturally there will be no survivors."

When Ibaraki kicked open the door, the side room of the temple was on fire, and the monks who came and went were in a hurry to fight the fire, and no one noticed the evil spirit coming out.Ibaraki walked towards the inner hall following the smell of blood, and stopped in front of the exquisite monk's house in the remote and quiet courtyard around.

The young monk held a knife in one hand, crossed his legs, and even put his foot on the bloody head.There was a dead body lying in the room. It didn't look like a human being. It had wings on its back, but the wing hairs hadn't fully grown yet, and its body was still twitching slightly.The head rolled to one side, extremely ferocious, with a bird's beak, thin hairline, and angry eyes.

Ibaraki suddenly understood why Guanzhen smelled so weird before—it was a natural dog.The existence of tengu is diverse, and it has almost become an independent group like the ghost clan. However, their causes are various, and most of them are not as open and aboveboard as the big tengu.It was rumored that a depraved and arrogant monk would become a tengu if he became a demon. From this point of view, the young man fought with Guanzhen, who had just become a tengu, and beheaded him.

The young man was drinking with his head up, the wine was bloody, and was being held up high and poured down by the young man.The overflowing liquor soaked the young man's clothes, he put the wine jar aside and smiled at Ibaraki.

"Monster," he said, "I suddenly remembered a story I heard a long time ago."

"It is said that a monk came to the world for alms. He passed by a family who was having a wedding. The master was marrying a beautiful girl. His relatives and friends were all congratulating him. He took a closer look and burst into tears. After crying, he wrote a poem."

The young man was careless, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that the world is suffering. Grandson marries grandmother. Sit on the mat of cattle and sheep, and cook in the pot with six relatives."

After finishing reading, he laughed loudly, "Reincarnation is also very boring. People who do evil things are people, and those who are driven crazy are ghosts. If the world is to be so confused, then just turn it upside down."

He stood up, kicked the glaring head aside, walked to the door and stopped, looking back at Ibaraki.

"You don't follow me. I'm going to kill," he said, "and you have somewhere to go. Go back and find your best friend."

"Little friend—"

Suddenly, his brows warmed up, and he smiled slightly: "I said harsh words to you before, it wasn't true." He paused, "We still have to meet again, right? Don't stop, go back quickly. Anyway I will see you soon, and you will be waiting for me in the future. Why hesitate, go!"

Ibaraki was stunned: "When did you see it?"

"Neither sooner nor later." He lazily replied, "I don't bother to talk to you in detail. You owe me a drink. But it doesn't matter, I owe you too. Once we arrive at each other, we will be empty. No, you monster, remember, my uncle has a bad temper, and he has not said a lot of things to say, remember to ask me carefully when you go back. There is one more thing - remember to drink together when you go back. "

He stepped forward and never looked back.Ibaraki stood behind him for a long time, watching the flames burning in the distance, almost dyeing the soul-inducing banner into blood red.He suddenly replied loudly "Yes", facing the mountain wind and snow, he strode away to another place.

Shuten-douji was still walking forward.

The fire around him was burning more and more fiercely, blood was all over his face and clothes on the knife, and there was too much blood, so he simply took off his torn shirt.Passing by a stack of red cassocks, he picked them up and spread them over his body. The cassocks covered half of his body, exposing half of the young man's strong chest.Standing in front of the old monk's coffin, he knelt down and solemnly kowtowed, stood up without saying a word, and continued to kill with the knife in his hand.Formed by blood and fire, he scattered his crimson hair in all directions.He is Shura bathed in blood, but behind him there is a huge and brilliant image of Ksitigarbha with a benevolent smile.

Shuten-douji was still walking forward.