"Don't say it anymore, please, don't say it anymore..."
Onizuka felt that the figures around her continued to grow taller and taller, and continued to approach her.
But she didn't know how to resist.
Just when the crowd was about to engulf the little miko, she heard a familiar voice calling her name from outside the crowd.
"Onizuka!"
The light indigo sword light swept past in front of his eyes, accompanied by large bright yellow lightning arcs that spattered irregularly in the shape of a spider web.
Wherever the blade passed, thunder and lightning struck.
The layers of breathless figures in front of you instantly turned into dark debris on the ground.
The little witch didn't react immediately.
I just felt myself running into someone's arms.
There was a reassuring smell about that man.
"Onizuka." The familiar voice sounded in my ears again.
The little witch was in a daze for a few seconds before she regained consciousness.
She finally raised her sight and saw dream boys of different shapes crowded at both ends of the alley.
Onitsuka's waist was being held tightly by one hand.
She raised her head and saw clearly the profile of the person next to her.
A high nose, thin and pouty lips, sword-like eyebrows slanting into the strands of black hair under the temples, deep and sharp black eyes that are shining.
The little miko's expression was dull and hesitant: "Kamigu?"
But he unconsciously grasped Kamiyakawa tightly with slightly trembling hands.
"It's okay, I'll get you out."
Kamiyagawa said soothingly.
He could feel that the little witch was in a strange state. After the seemingly alienated dream boy appeared on the battlefield, all the exorcists who were trapped in the dream fell into an abnormal state.
Perhaps the guilt in my heart was amplified.
However, this trick did not work for Kamiyagawa who felt that he had a clear conscience.
On his right hand, a translucent black ghost hand shrouded out. The scales were tightly arranged and spread out, and there was a red glow on it. However, the palm and fingertip joints were exuding a thick and violent dark black light.
Kamiya's eyes, which were already sharp due to the condensation of his pupils, became even more serious.
He took Onizuka's hand and slashed towards one end of the alley.
The dream men who caused great trouble to everyone in the dream world entered this space where reality and reality overlapped, and the complete Kamiya River in front of them was just like a chicken or a dog.
In an instant, amid the radiance of a character's sword and the continuous splashing and exploding thunder, the layers fell down like straw blown by strong wind, collapsing into dark fragments on the ground.
Rushing to the alley, the two saw several Juqiong Shrine spirit slayers headed by Fu Niyi.
These people were originally on standby in reality.
The moment the [Unwai Mirror] came into effect, everyone followed Kamiyagawa.
"Sister Fu, take good care of Onizuka."
Kamiyakawa let go of the little miko's cold hand.
"Leave it to us."
Fu Niyi and others naturally nodded.
Now that Onizuka is fine, Kamiya can now deal with the alienated Yumeo.
…
On the frontal battlefield in front of the shopping mall.
The exorcists who were originally trapped in the dream fell into an abnormal state and were unable to fight.
Their inner feelings of guilt were infinitely amplified by the appearance of the alienated dream boy.
The scene that everyone sees in front of them is alienated and different.
Only a few people are left who can still support themselves with the support of the Dream-Eating Tapir.
But even so, countless dream boys still flocked to the spiritual masters like a tide.
And the moment the abandoned textile factory arrived here.
The situation quickly turned.
At the beginning, there was a pure white origami bird with black hair tied around its body, appearing out of nowhere and flying above everyone's heads.
"Surround it, surround it,
Caged bird,
Wanting to come out all the time. "
Origami birds fluttered and sang like children.
The next moment, a large piece of red mist spread towards reality with the paper bird as the center.
In the thick and turbulent fog, a red and black dress stood tall.
A total of nine red dolls were surrounding the figure's feet, clapping their hands and laughing, shouting and making noise.
Ta, tap, tap.
Mary dragged a huge machete with an exaggerated shape and walked out of the red mist with an elegant and dignified gait. Every time she stepped on the soles of her high heels, the bloody mist around her became more violent, raging in all directions, washing away the large area of Dream Man that was blocking the way. Fall to the ground.
In the sky where the virtual and real worlds overlap.
Eight skeleton whales made entirely of white skeletons screamed and moved their huge bodies up and down.
Dreamy, ethereal, strange and magnificent.
The body of the skeletal whale spirit is surrounded by blue light, dots of sparkle.
While making a long and plaintive whale cry, it flipped up and down freely in the two illusory overlapping skies, moving as freely as if it were in the water.
The small transformed whale is holding a conch horn and sitting on one of the whales.
There was also a whale whale swimming around him.
"Woo-"
The whale plays a low conch trumpet with a different pitch.
【Whale Bone·Shield】
A skeletal whale in the sky immediately sank, turned into a bone shield, and attached itself to a spiritual exterminator who was surrounded by dream boys.
"Woo-"
The whale's conch whistle became more passionate again, and his little hand pointed downwards.
【Whale Bone·Open】
The two whales obeyed the order, screamed and swooped down, attacking the dense area of Mengnan with the force of breaking the army.
Boom!
The bone fragments cracked and spattered with such force that the ground shook and trembled. Countless dream boys were crushed into powder by two whale attacks.
After completing the attack, the two blue whale spirits rose quickly and returned to the conch held by the transformed whale.
…
"Puff! Puff!"
The dream-eating tapir dashes left and right among the dream men.
The little tapir has always played an auxiliary role in the team.
This is really the first time we have fought this kind of battle where we have to single-handedly take the lead.
The fight has been a little overwhelming until now.
But fortunately, the other shikigami companions under the owner finally appeared on the battlefield.
As expected, it’s more peaceful to stay with everyone!
"Ouch!"
The huge dog god, covered in fire and constantly breathing out the aura of decay and ancient times, knocked over and crushed the large Yumeng, and rushed to the little tapir's side to protect him.
The blazing fire of karma and the breath of scarlet corruption easily engulfed the dream men.
The little tapir's pressure dropped sharply and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
It followed Inugami-senpai's side and continued to use blurred red light to dismantle the surrounding Yumeno.
At the same time, he controlled the return flow of red light to collect the large dark debris flowing on the ground, gathered it to his mouth and swallowed it.
The little tapir began to eat and swallowed whole.
To be honest, I'm tired of Yumeng's smell. Just smelling it makes me a little nauseous.
However, the Kamiya family’s current family motto is——
A porridge and a meal, remembering the hard-won; half a thread, half a thread, constantly remembering the difficulty of material resources.
To put it bluntly, it means being frugal and frugal, not wasting.
As a member of the Kamiya family, the little tapir imitates his owner, imitating his example and practicing it.
…
The center of the battlefield.
The alienated dream boy knew that he had been trapped, and frantically attacked the spirit exterminators who were approaching him.
But the situation on the battlefield has reversed.
Grandma Gu, who was standing far away, tapped the bottom of her blind stick on the ground, and huge scarlet pupils slowly opened around the alienated dream boy.
Being stared at by these pupils, Mengnan felt unprecedented pressure.
The already damaged body became uncontrollable and stiffened in place.
At this time, Kamiyagawa also arrived at the main battlefield.
Prajna put on a mask of jealousy and turned into a slender ghost, following closely beside him.
The white powder in the sky invaded everywhere, and the black ghost claws easily crushed the dream boy who tried to block the way.
Coupled with the Kamiya River's Yin Lei Yang Lei, the journey was smooth.
"Mary!"
In the blink of an eye, Kamiya had already rushed in front of the alienated Yumeo.
You can already smell the rotten smell of Yumeng Nan's half-decayed body.
"In front of you."
The red mist swelled and surged, and Miss Mary, who was harvesting the monsters of Dream Man, obeyed the call and appeared in front of Kamiya.
The dress swayed, and the red mist looked like blood.
The machete dragged the mist, like a rainbow.
The space around the blade was distorted by this powerful sword, creating illusory ripples.
It's a bit difficult to determine what the specific rating of the alienated dream boy in the dream is, but being dragged into this space that is both real and imaginary, his level is the same.
Anyway, he definitely doesn’t have B-level strength.
Meng Nan was completely unable to withstand the siege of the spiritual masters and the swift and fierce offensive of Kamiya's main force.
The Ichimonji blade, carrying the thunder, struck diagonally from Meng Nan's armpit. The bones shattered and lightning burst out, cutting all the way to the neck before stopping.
Mary's knife cut the tall alienated dream boy in half.
Ding bell——ding bell——
Zashiki Warashi rang the bell in excitement at the right time because of his old father's victory.
Mengnan, who was controlled by several red pupils summoned by Granny Gu, had no time to react before he fell to the ground and turned into ashes.
Weird talk about withdrawal!
With the withdrawal of the alienated dream boy, the dream of thousands of people finally became unstable and fell apart.
The overlap between the two worlds maintained by [Yun Waijing] gradually began to fail.
The entire dream of thousands of people will burst into scattered dreams of various sizes throughout Japan.
And these scattered dreams are within the scope of the countermeasures room.
…
Tokyo.
Home apartment.
The lampshade of the [Hyakki Lamp] that was targeted and attacked by the Isehara Aoi Lantern was full of cracks.
There was only a faint flame left, like a candle in the wind.
This is the last moment for the Qingxing Lantern to destroy the [Hundred Ghost Lantern]. The family uses its own life as a guide to continue the fire.
And at a certain moment, the fire as big as a grain of rice suddenly went out.
The entire [Hundred Ghost Lamp] shattered on the ground.
Jia sat in front of the table in a daze, looking at the damaged green lantern. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he muttered to himself: "It turns out those spiritual masters are so powerful... The method given to me by Haishi , I’ve used them all, and now it seems to have come to an end.”
It's the end.
Even the family themselves, because they sacrificed their life force, have only a short time left.
The whole person looked like a terminally ill patient.
She sat there for a while, then slowly got up, changed her clothes, and walked out.
Tokyo, Mita Hospital.
I drove here, changed into a white coat, and walked in the hospital corridor.
"Doctor Ise, are you on duty tonight?"
In the corridor, a young nurse saw her and said hello.
"No, I just came over to see my mother." Jia smirked at the nurse and shook his head.
"Oh. Doctor Ise, your face doesn't look good."
"I've been staying up too late lately."
"Then take a good rest."
"I will."
The two chatted casually, and then took the elevator straight to the sixth-floor ward of the inpatient department.
She entered a single room.
An old woman with white hair lay on the hospital bed, with an oxygen tube mask covering her mouth and nose.
Jia walked to the bed and sat down.
The old woman on the bed opened her eyes and looked at her with relief in her eyes, but she didn't speak. She was probably too weak to speak.
This old woman suffers from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease and was seriously ill and was hospitalized some time ago.
The current situation is not optimistic either.
"Mother, I'm here to see you." The family uses honorifics to address the old man on the bed.
She sat by the bed for a while and suddenly pulled out a piece of paper from her arms.
"I have written some stories recently... I know, I know, you have always been against me doing these, but I am still writing secretly. Several of them are actually written for you. I have one of them in my hand, It’s not very well written, and I didn’t give the story a title. But let me read it to you. The story goes like this—”
"There was a mother, and she had a daughter. Sorry, that's a pretty bland beginning."
Jia rubbed the wrinkled paper in his hand and continued:
"The mother and daughter have been living together. The mother has a wish that her daughter can become a doctor when she grows up. Influenced by her mother, her daughter has liked Tezuka Osamu's comic "Black Jack" since she was a child, and fantasized about being able to Save lives and heal the wounded like the hero does.”
"But as my daughter grew up, she began to feel inadequate. Her grades in junior high school gradually declined, and her dream of becoming a doctor was gradually getting further and further away. And when her mother saw that her daughter's grades were getting worse day by day, she became angry and often blamed her.' Clumsy and stupid, not like the child I should have had. Well, that's what the mother said."
"When she was about to graduate from high school, even though her grades were not satisfactory, she still applied for the medical department of the National University as her mother had hoped. As expected, she failed."
"The mother was unwilling to admit her daughter's failure. She lied to people around her that her daughter had been admitted to the Department of Medicine, and asked her daughter to lie together."
"The days full of lies were unbearable for my daughter. In order to get rid of her mother's unreasonable restraints, she began to consider finding a job and leaving the family independently."
"When the mother learned about her daughter's idea of escape, she became furious and began to restrain and tie her daughter up even more."
"She took away her daughter's mobile phone and deprived her of all free time. Even taking a bath together was stipulated. The mother pricked her daughter's fingertips with a needle and asked her to write a letter in blood. 'Study hard and you will pass the exam.' She said this to her daughter."
"Daughters can only continue to learn under the strict control of their mothers every day."
"Eight years, this life lasted for eight years. For the mother's dream, my daughter worked hard for eight years, failed for eight years, and suffered for eight years. A whole...eight years."
"After eight years of torture, my daughter's mental state has already reached collapse, and she is no longer normal. But the mother seems not to be aware of this... study, keep studying."
"During this period, my daughter once applied for the literature department without telling her mother, and she passed the exam. However, it was useless. My mother was furious about this. She called her a traitor, a traitor, and a liar, and she scolded her all night long."
"In the ninth year, my daughter was admitted to the Department of Medicine...well, she could successfully become a doctor. But she really hated being a doctor. Really, the smell and atmosphere in the hospital made her hate it from the bottom of her heart, and she retched. .”
"And one night, the mother came to her daughter's room to celebrate that her daughter had finally completed her college studies."
"She opened the door and saw her daughter sitting at the table slowly turning her head. She was shocked that the daughter who finally looked like what she expected had the face of a strange man, with a high forehead, thick eyebrows, and unnatural Big Mouth...the daughter turned into a monster.”
"Mother, the story is over."
Jia gently rubbed the paper in his hand.
The old woman on the bed, when she was halfway through the story, her weak eyes became angry and she hit the bed with her hands as hard as she could.
Jia didn't pay attention to her actions and said to himself: "I sometimes wonder, does the mother in the story feel guilty for her daughter? Could it be?"
"Mother, do you know? So many people feel guilty because of the big or small things they do. Really, I have tried and seen it. So many people do. .”
"But it's just you, you don't seem to be able to."
"You lie here and every time you close your eyes and fall asleep, you can wake up relaxed the next day without any psychological burden."
"Why on earth? Several stories were written just for you! Why on earth!" Jia raised his voice, his voice trembling, "You treat me, you treat me...really, even a little bit, even a little bit of guilt makes me feel guilty. No? Obviously so many people can do it! Are you a monster yourself? "
"Well...well..."
The old woman on the bed was even more excited. She couldn't accept that her daughter, whom she had worked hard to raise and train to be a talented person, was so disobedient to her.
But Jia, at this time, gradually calmed down: "Mom, I have good news for you. I am dying and have only a few days to live. There is also bad news. Your COPD symptoms are getting worse. If I am not here, , no one will pay for your medical expenses."
"How about this? How about this? I'll give you a good time."
"I'll give you a pleasure..."
She stood up and took off the breathing mask covering the old woman's mouth and nose.
Severely ill patients suffering from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease have impaired cardiopulmonary function and cannot survive without oxygen supply.
The old woman on the bed breathed hard.
Her breathing sounded like a broken bellows, and her eyes remained angry, looking directly at her daughter.
Incomprehensible.
I can't understand why my daughter, who has worked so hard to raise her, would do such a thing.
Jia sat by the bed, watching her mother struggle feebly, and then calmed down again after a while.
She breathed a heavy sigh of relief, got up and left the hospital.
…
Jia returned to his apartment in a daze.
She didn't remember how she came back. She drove there and took a taxi directly when she came back.
Can not remember.
Jia walked to the messy bed in the bedroom and lay down on her head.
"Anyway, I'm going to die."
As she thought this, she suddenly felt relieved, and even the mattress under her body seemed to be softer and more comfortable.
The weak body didn't stay awake for long before falling asleep.
She didn't know how long she slept, but she had a dream.
In the dream, she came to her mother's ward.
I actually came back to a place like this again.
She walked towards the ward. Under the dim light, she could see her mother lying on the bed wearing an oxygen mask.
"Ho...ho..."
I heard my mother's labored breathing.
It was exactly the same sound she heard when she removed her mother's oxygen tube.
She continued walking forward.
When I walked to the bedside, my mother sat up on the bed.
The room was dimly lit.
Jia saw a familiar face on her mother's old and frail body, a face that she had described countless times in words recently——
A high forehead, thick eyebrows, and an unnaturally wide mouth.
Dream boy.
That's Yumeng's face.
"Those who feel guilty will eventually meet the dream boy."
"Mother" sat upright on the hospital bed, staring at home, speaking every word as if judging.
This sentence was written on the title page of my notebook at home.
"Guilty, me?"
Is that me?
Am I feeling guilty?
Am I actually feeling guilty?
Jia was stunned for about a few minutes, standing motionless, and then laughed nervously.
It was like hearing the funniest joke in the world.
She laughed loudly and wildly.
Ever since I was a child, it seems that I have never laughed so freely like this.
"No, no, it's too funny."
The family in the dream laughed until they leaned forward and backward, laughed until their facial features were distorted, and laughed until tears overflowed from the corners of their eyes.
This is really, really funny.
(End of chapter)
