A distant, melodious, and extremely ethereal piano sound sounded.
The most confused person is probably Shanhai. Over the years, he never knew what kind of "non-existent hands" were hidden in Jiyue-Jun's empty sleeves. They were just two sets of white bones, slender but flexible, with no trace of flesh and blood remaining on them. Time is like a ruthless vulture, eating away any trace of life in these hands.
But they are so agile now. He couldn't see the flesh on it, but he could see the faint strings. It was a condensed form of pure spiritual power. It was pulled out with five white bones when Lord Jiyue brushed the body of the instrument with one hand. Normal people shouldn't be able to see the strings on it, but they can. Those lines were blue and white, appearing and disappearing as his fingertips stroked them.
The sound of the piano cannot stop the Yin soldiers from attacking. They rushed over with their teeth and claws open, and the others hid behind him. This scene couldn't help but remind people of the illusion that Utsuki-kun had shown. Nowadays, they are the little monsters who are protected. For the souls of Shanhai, this scene may be all too familiar.
The melody changed, the rhythm quickened, and the tune took a sharp turn. The soft sound became sharp, still like some kind of instrument, but not a banjo. But these sounds really came from Lord Jiyue's bone hands. He sped up the movements of his hands, and the music changed from melodious to bleak, clear and cold, with a chilling air wrapped in the trance.
He plucked the strings forward, and the changed tone burst out, like thousands of blades clashing with evil soldiers. The leading cavalry and infantry were defeated by sporadic music and turned into dust. More soldiers came forward together and charged amidst the strange and harsh sound of horns. Jiyue Lord is like stroking running water, constantly splashing out the beautiful music.
The waves of music swept through everything, leaving no grass growing wherever they were affected. In the blink of an eye, the swarming skeletons were gone.
Everything was wiped out by the movement of these hands.
The increasingly crowded field of vision suddenly became empty, which they were not used to. Shanhai took a step outside, vaguely feeling as unreal as a dream. Everything in my ears fell silent, like a cannon blast sweeping through a noisy market. After the loud noise, everything was deserted.
"You, you have hands..." Dai Luan said softly. Even so, the sound was clear in the silent clearing.
"I didn't expect that." Lord Jiyue used his index finger to lower his eyelids and blinked, "But I can only play the piano."
There are no hands under the sleeves, no strings on the piano. If I play it for you, my broken soul will be lost.
"Is this also what Qin Mo said?" Shan Hai took a breath of cold air, "You..."
He knows it very well. If they were not standing behind him, anyone hurt by this music would be distraught and unable to be reincarnated.
"Although I don't like this statement, but if I don't bring out the name of the Broken Finger Piano Demon, how can I deceive... How can I persuade those two good girls to become my apprentices? Tsk, I have been looking forward to this day for a long time. I kept this secret The little secret is just for situations like this.”
Dai Luan suddenly slapped his sleeve without warning: "Okay, if you have hands, let me feed them!"
"I, this, can't I only play the piano?"
They were joking together, but they didn't know that the fear in their hearts had not yet subsided. Mu Wan just looked at it with dull eyes. Shan Hai was a little worried. The last time this happened was when Qing Gui died after Yan Muxue. Rebuilding the shield in the heart should make it stronger, but being defeated now will definitely be a double blow.
But this time, she finally felt sad for herself. He didn't know whether he should be relieved or not.
"Stop making trouble -" Shi Wuqi didn't relax at all, "What should I do with this big guy?"
indeed. Although the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in front of him were temporarily eliminated, General Mu was unscathed. He started to get farther away, and the music was filtered by the Yin Soldier Formation, not to mention he was too big. Now, they could finally see the full picture of the Desolate Skeleton. It turns out that the giant mountain-like figure is not all of him, only his upper body. The entire half of his body below the sternum was submerged in the swamp, and he was still slowly, slowly approaching here.
"It seems that General Shi has left some unhappy memories for you...but it doesn't matter, it should be sober now."
Just as Mr. Jiyue finished speaking, they suddenly heard the sound of blades scraping behind them. Fortunately, the person who came was Kanna-kun. He walked over calmly, took back the black knife, and wiped the blood on the white blade with his hand. Without looking at them, he naturally took the curtain hat that Lord Ruyue had kept for him and put it back on his head.
"I hope you're fine..." Dai Luan's worry became less worried, "The one with the surname Tang..."
"How's it going?" Kanna-kun interrupted her and asked Kisaragi-kun, "What should I do now? I have nothing to do and I'll call it a day."
"Wait a minute."
Kisaragi-kun's tone became gloomy again. It would be better to say that this is how she has always been. She turned around and asked Shanhai:
"Have you decided? Where to go?"
Shi Wuqi didn't know yet that there were doors in other places. Shanhai briefly summarized it and made the decision for him before he could answer.
"Let's go back to pick up Miss Qi."
Shi Wuqi opened his mouth but said nothing. He might have wanted to say this, but he didn't think it was appropriate to delay them. He had even considered that if they were going to Qinglize, he would leave first. Now that Shan Hai said this, he was a little embarrassed.
"I admire you." Lord Ruyue showed a smile, "Actually, returning does not require such trouble. As the yin and yang go to the stream, I have one last thing to ask of you..."
She pointed to the middle palace. Before he could say anything, Kanna-kun suddenly headed in that direction. He moved quickly and easily passed between the ribs of the desolate skeleton.
"Jingmen is facing Xiumen. Ask him to reverse the yin-yang formation in Zhongzhong Palace for you, and then you can return to Kan Palace. Don't worry, you won't feel anything at all."
Several people were a little happy, this was a convenience they had never thought of. And Kisaragi-kun said it now, as if they had passed some kind of test. Their mysterious joy may also have a reason for this recognition.
"By the way, Aluan." Ruyue-kun suddenly called his name, "What do you think of Kanna-kun?"
"Ah, this...although a little cold, he is probably a gentle person."
"Oh? Why?"
"Otherwise, he wouldn't think of covering those eyes from others."
"Yes, I know him. He is a good person. But don't say it in front of him because you don't want to hear it."
Lord Kisaragi smiled and touched her head. Then, she looked at Lin Shanhai and Shi Wuqi. There were varying degrees of sadness on their faces, as if they were still worrying about something. At this time, General Mu had already arrived in front of them. He was so tall, so big that you couldn't even see his skull when you looked up. Although I guess he meant no harm, the size difference still made them tremble at their own insignificance.
He suddenly stretched out his arm, with the roar of the wind, and the shadow cast down made them feel an uplifting force.
Dai Luan subconsciously covered her eyes. When she carefully moved her hand away again, she saw Shi Wuqi reaching out and touching its huge finger bones. General Ruo Mu pressed his fingers and killed them as easily as crushing ants. But he didn't.
"When I encountered the remains of your men, I heard their cries." Shi Wuqi said to him, "I knew your secret last time. Don't worry, I didn't mention it to Lord Liangyue. We met with him and he's doing fine."
General Shi turned over his hand, which caused another wave of dust and ripples in the mud. He stretched out his hand, and Shi Wuqi stepped into his palm. Lord Ruyue took two steps forward and said to him:
"All ghosts are in his left eye socket."
"Thanks."
The huge desolate skeleton raised its hand and lifted Shi Wuqi into the sky. They are out of sight.
"In the Swamp of the Dead, General Mu is sinking every year." Lord Jiyue said, "Not long ago, the swamp was up to his waist. I also just knew that Wanguishi would have disappeared with him. Since it is Kisaragi If you did it, I won’t say anything more. From Liangyue-kun, I will keep it a secret."
Lord Ruyue said, "Since you want to see it, I'll lend it to you first."
"...I'm very grateful." Shan Hai bowed.
"Don't thank you too early. You have to find a way to repair the entrance to the Xiumen Gate of Kan Palace. If it's past the season, you'll have to wait another round."
There are some difficulties in the mountains and seas. Dai Luan thought for a while and asked, "Is Ximen born in the year of water?"
"yes."
"What makes water?"
"gold."
"What lives in the water?"
"Wood……"
Including Lord Lian Jiyue, they all turned their attention to Dai Luan. She couldn't help but shiver.
"What are you doing..."
At this time, there was a distant whistling sound. The luster of the whole world suddenly changed, but they couldn't describe it. It seemed like it darkened for a while and then became clear again. There are other things that are not quite right, but I can’t tell... is there an element of miasma? It's possible. At some point, there were suddenly more driftwood in the swamp. Not far away, trees with weird and terrifying shapes appeared again, just like the ones they saw when they first arrived. Probably Kanna-kun's spell has taken effect.
They looked at Dai Luan again. Shanhai's eyes were on her willow box. She took it off reluctantly and glanced at Kisaragi-kun. Lord Ruyue just said: "I don't care... it's good to make the best use of everything. Is this the only thing I can leave you with?"
"It's okay, no need."
Shanhai suddenly squatted on the ground, opened the drawer, and took out a wooden box from the medicine box.
"Wait a minute!" Dai Luan immediately became anxious, "That, that's... forget it, it's okay, I can just use a box..."
"That's not Sakurasaki Tora's..." Jigetsu-kun smelled the scent of some kind of flower.
"Don't, don't use this." Dai Luan was still trying to stop him, "That's what your mother gave you..."
Lord Jiyue sighed. Due to emotions and reasons, he should not stop Lin Shanhai. He decides for himself. Lord Jiyue said:
"Wood fear alone is not enough."
"The box will suffice, right?" Dai Luan advised him, "I can still keep the comb..."
"It doesn't matter." He shook his head, "It belongs here."
Dai Luan gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She had an idea, but the decision made her feel a little uncomfortable. She kept staring at the wooden box in Shanhai's hand, watching him take out a comb and touch it gently. There are a few strands of long pink and white hair on it, and there are also traces of fragrance. Shan Hai's expression was very calm, as if he had already predicted that this day would come.
Dai Luan lowered her head and took out the longevity lock from her pocket. Before the rope broke, she kept it in her pocket.
Kisaragi-kun is right. What her parents could give her was more than just this lock. The wishes are in her heart and engraved in her mind. What's more, Shan Hai even had the consciousness to take out his mother's relics, so he should also make some small sacrifices.
"Go home."
Holding the comb, Shanhai said softly.
Shi Wuqi is back. He was carrying an ordinary-looking paper book and looking down from a high altitude. There is a hint of sweet fragrance in the air, and the miasma has been dispelled at some point. There was a beautiful light on the ground, which seemed not to belong to the cold and bleak tones of the Deadman's Swamp. He fell from between the bones and landed in the middle of the crowd.
Under the gaze of his friends, Shi Wuqi stood up slowly and stared at the brand new torii in amazement.
It is made up of two trees, slightly apart. There are peach trees on one side and cherry trees on the other. They don't have fallen leaves, just blooming flowers. They stretch out longer strips of paper and connect them together, like hands holding each other tightly. The flowers in the center are colorful and gorgeous. In the gap that symbolizes life and death, this vibrant door uses gentle red and white to create a less fatal softness.
The door is glowing. Qi is right opposite. He clamped Wan Guizhi tightly, and a nameless sorrow surged in his heart.
Apart from this, he wanted nothing more.
