Two black tears slowly fell from Satsuki-kun's face. The color was extremely dark, like her melting pupils. But she said nothing more.
After the foam dissipated, several people looked at the clear water and couldn't say a word for a long time. It was incredibly clean. Regardless of the danger, Xie Zhe jumped onto the floating island and salvaged the floating piece of clothes with his bare hands. Suppressing the grief in his heart, Han Chang shouted angrily at She Zishu:
"This is the result you want, this is the answer you want? You can't do anything, you don't feel anything, right?!"
But this was just to vent his anger, and Han Chang himself knew it very well. Looking at She Zishu whose expression remained unchanged, he sighed heavily and felt his throat burning. Master Lintian picked up the demon-subduing pestle on the ground and stood up. Kanna-kun landed in front of him. Cracks were created on the ground and a burst of dust was stirred up.
He looked at Kanna-kun, his face must have gone through a hard battle. There were stab wounds, burns, and other scars caused by spells. Lord Xueyue fell not far away. He looked similarly embarrassed and his clothes were in tatters. The two of them probably knew what was happening below, so they made a temporary tacit truce.
Xie Zhe held his wet long clothes and walked up to Shen Wujun with stiff steps. It was not an absorbent material, but it felt heavy in his hands, and he couldn't use his arms. Kanna-kun stretched out his hand, but it just stopped on top of the ball of fabric and failed to fall down.
He had no expression and could not shed tears. Xie Zhe couldn't see any words in his inhuman eyes. Because he has no heart?
"No……"
At this time, She Zishu, who walked to the clear pool, said these words.
"No one," she said, "Ye Yinhua is not here."
After hearing this, Gao Yuejun suddenly crawled forward with all his strength. Han Zhang hurriedly caught up, fearing that she would fall. But Gao Yuejun just leaned out by the water and watched for a long time. Then she took a deep breath. Two dark marks were still hanging on her face, looking indescribably terrifying.
"It's actually not here..." she murmured, "when, who...?"
"Where is that?" She Zishu's emotions suddenly fluctuated, "Where can it be? There is no need to lie to me, right? And why? The answer seems to be avoiding me consciously. Ah... in the chest, It's empty, and the petals are beating inside. Is this imitating the feeling of sadness? How can I see it, how can I know it? I just, want to..."
She squatted down in some pain, and her originally expressionless face could actually show a little hesitation, even if it wasn't an exact emotion, but a certain feeling. No one came forward to say anything or do anything. The eyes they looked at her had a hint of indifference in their pity. It was a similar expression to her face before.
"Sure enough...I know."
Zishu tore his hair on both sides and stood up unsteadily. She suddenly turned towards Lord Kutsutsuki and walked towards him. Lord Kutsutsuki was somewhat confused. He frowned and looked at this inorganic puppet blankly. Just a few steps away from him, Zishu stopped, stretched out one arm to him, and opened his hand.
The picture scroll pinned to Kuchtsuki-kun's waist burned without warning. He was startled and immediately reached out to grab it. But it was too late, the scroll was completely burned, but it reappeared completely in She Zishu's hands. Lord Kutsutsuki was astonished as never before - he had only used this move once in front of this fake. How could she see through the essence, memorize it and use it skillfully?
The scroll was damaged due to the fighting and was somewhat torn. Although it was wrinkled, there was no serious damage. Under everyone's gaze, She Zishu unfolded the scroll without hesitation.
Cyan, green, red... all kinds of brilliance overflowed from the painting and projected onto her face. At that moment, they discovered that She Zishu's face had completely disappeared. Her face was shrouded in light, and her features lost their outline and became blurred. She seemed to want to scream, but there was only a hoarse sound of air flow, which looked miserable and pitiful. Xie Zhe turned around and strode to Gao Yuejun.
"What the hell is that?!"
"...It's Kisaragi-kun." Before Gaoyue-kun answered, Kanna-kun was the first to speak, "Liu Hanxuejie Kisaragi-kun."
"What?"
This answer was obviously something Xie Zhe didn't expect, and Han Chang couldn't understand it either. However, judging from the expressions of Master Lintian and even Lord Xueyue, they seemed to have vaguely guessed the answer. Lord Kutsutsuki suddenly pinched his face with his five fingers, shook his body uncontrollably, and finally burst into sharp laughter.
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha” The principle is actually different, this painting, according to the previous Lord Kisaragi, is actually not the same as the other painting of a beautiful woman."
"How about speaking more clearly?" Xie Zhe asked.
"It's meat."
What he heard was Master Lintian's voice. Xie Zhe turned back to look at him, and so did Han Zhang. They actually heard the trembling meaning from these two short words. Master Lintian's face also looked extremely pale at this moment.
"The Liu Han Xue Xie disappeared back then, and only then did the Cyan Xiang Mei Jian exist today. Rumor has it that everything painted by Kisaragi-kun at that time will forever become the object in the painting. In a competition of painting skills, her The opponent used special medicinal powder to create a beauty picture that confuses everyone. It has become the soul of Yingyue-kun today. Her bones are the mask left by a woman named Qinggui back then. That woman and Yingyue-kun were tracing Related to the case... Her flesh has never been found. In order to get rid of the seemingly free dream and escape to reality, she must find a suitable container. And in that game, Lord Ruyue used the god that depicts all things in the world The pen drew itself in. So...this painting is not soul, but flesh."
"Wait, that means..."
"The flower of the underworld is her soul. Her body is not a real body - but the ashes of human beings. Her body is her bones, so Yingyue Jun will not choose her as a container. This is not what she wants. Yes. Now that she has opened the painting, she has flesh in the true sense. Soul, bones, and flesh are all things that humans have. But even so, it does not mean that everyone with soul, bone, and flesh will be human. She After all, I have no heart.”
"She's obsessed."
As if to remind you something, Satsuki-kun said softly.
Only with a heart can there be emotions, but emotions provide the possibility for the gestation of the heart.
Like fertile soil and blooming flowers. The fertile soil nourishes the flowers, and when the flowers wither, they return to the fate of fertile soil.
Doing something knowing that it cannot be done is called obsession.
She Zishu fell to the ground in pain and curled up into a ball, but the light from the scroll under her body still tightly wrapped around her. She pulled the scroll apart with force, and it seemed to be stuck to her body, and the light in the middle was the paint and flesh she pulled away. Finally, the scroll was torn off, flew far away, and landed at the feet of Lord Kutsutsuki. He picked it up with his toes and caught it on one side, only to see a blank piece of paper.
"……It hurts."
Her voice was filled with unusual emotion. "It hurts." She covered her chest and knelt on the ground. "My chest felt like fire. It hurt, it was sore, it was bitter. I didn't know if it was water or magma... It was really strange. It was so heavy. Yes, it's like the wind is blowing. So sad, so jealous, so angry - but, so happy, I'm really happy. Is this joy? I feel like I'm about to cry. Is this because of sadness? ?I don’t know, but...this is the heart? Is this the heart?”
This complex and unpredictable emotion and attitude made She Zishu completely different from Fang Cai. Such rich expressions and such rich emotions have nothing to do with a doll. In fact, apart from this exaggerated performance, they could almost all feel an abnormally strong demonic aura.
"Hehehe...successful. This is, my human being. My child."
Hanshang felt a chill. Lord Satsuki next to him suddenly sneered, his shoulders trembling slightly. She raised her face, revealing indescribable satisfaction and happiness in the coldness.
She Zishu stood up, still shaking a little, with a twisted expression on his face that seemed to be crying or laughing. Her long hair and clothes danced wildly under the impact of her own demonic energy. Horns protruded from the black hair on her forehead, her scarlet lips seemed to have fangs, and her nails were horribly long. She staggered forward and pulled the clothes from Xie Zhe's hands before he could react. The water stains quickly evaporated in her hands, and the fabric was completely dry. She came to Lord Satsuki, leaned down gently, and draped the blue and white porcelain-like clothes around her delicate body.
"Thank you, thank you...I get it, I get it all. I will always love you...my mother."
The turquoise-dyed nails gently scraped She Zishu's face, and her skin was as soft as a baby's. Han Chang took a few steps back, unspeakable fear lingering in his heart. She turned around, her clothes rising in a gorgeous arc. She raised her hands and announced proudly:
"I know—the answer to the question, I know! My heart tells me! Listen to me!"
What reason is there for life, what reason is there for death;
What is it and where does it come from;
How many lifespans, how many calamities of life, how many reincarnations;
Yesterday passed away peacefully, today peacefully exists, spring and autumn are peacefully here?
“Life is sinful, death is innocent, seven emotions and eight sufferings are constantly entangled in nine knots and ten knots;
The six desires are trapped, don’t leave the three karma, and the two views will eventually become the disillusionment of the body;
It is difficult to calm down the mind, it is difficult to recall dreams, and it is difficult to forgive all evil sentient beings in the endless time;
Yesterday the law was removed, and now the law is enforced. It will be a moment of beauty for all ages. "
Master Lintian frowned and said, "You... are the evil envoy of evil views."
"What...?" Xie Zhe's expression was so unbelievable. He felt that he had heard wrongly.
"Crooked ways." Kannawu-kun said coldly.
"So that's it!" Lord Xueyue pointed at She Zishu with his sword, "Although you are not a human being, the demon turned into an evil envoy due to obsession. This is something that only humans can do. In other words, we have to admit that you have been Being human for a moment. How disgusting!”
She Zishu smiled like a child. She walked towards Lord Xueyue, her steps becoming so brisk.
"I know, I know everything - only the heart is eternal in the world, and the body can be replaced at any time. This is what Yingyue Jun taught me, and now I understand! As long as the heart lives, I will live forever. You, you Listen to me, I am so grateful to you that I want to give you a gift...I give you my heart!"
On that face filled with radiance, Lord Kutsutsuki actually felt intense discomfort and uneasiness. Somehow, he remembered what someone who had passed away had said to him.
"That person is your karma and your calamity."
