Fantasyland: Oriental Morning Star

“......"

The world calmed down, and Qiming stood miserably, with nothing left on his body except for some of the armor around his waist.

Qiming walked towards the center of the explosion with heavy steps. He hadn't seen the body yet, so he still hadn't let his guard down.

A blood-red rose bloomed on the cracked earth, an algae lying in a pool of blood, the balance of which had been disrupted.

She turned her head with great effort, looking at Qiming, who was approaching her step by step, and she opened her hands to kill him.

But compared to Qiming, the balance has been disrupted, and there is not even a trace of demonic power and authority that can be mobilized.

"It's over. "

A dagger appeared in Qiming's hand, it was not a treasure, it was just a weapon made of mortal iron.

Straddled Zao's body, Qiming raised the dagger high, even though he could see Zao's unwilling and begging for mercy. But he still aimed at her neck without wavering, and stabbed her.

"Poof".

Even if it was a mortal weapon, it easily pierced Zao's neck, and she was like a human at the moment, without any means of resistance.

"Woooooooooo

Although Algae's hand gripped the blade of the dagger, the blood that flowed out had already flowed into the trachea. She kept coughing, there was no longer the arrogance in her eyes, she felt the last of her life disappearing, she felt the fear, she wanted to ask for mercy.

It's just that Qiming won't give her any chances.

Qiming held the handle of the knife in his right, pressed his left hand against the end of the knife, and began to pull it hard to the right.

"No..."

This was Zao's last unwilling voice, and Qiming had already cut off her head without giving her a chance to finish speaking.

As the culprit who has plagued the capital for decades, this is already the easiest punishment. And her soul, even if it is judged, will receive the most severe punishment.

At this moment, it was finally calm. Qiming looked up at the sky, and although his eyes still couldn't see anything, it seemed to make him feel better.

The enemy is dead, but the friend can't come back.

After drinking a bottle of potion, the pain in my body as if it had been torn to pieces was slightly relieved. Fortunately, he had shared the burning pain of a hundred times for Fujiwara Meihong, otherwise he would have been in a coma at this time.

"Ming! your body!".

Yakumo's flustered voice came into Qiming's ears and looked in the direction of the sound.

"It's Purple, I've killed the algae, and I've already avenged Yuyuko. "

Yakumo wanted to touch Keiming's body, but when she saw his cracked body, she was afraid that any of her movements would hurt him.

"This... No problem, a little rest for a few days will recover. "

Qiming disappetically explained to Yakumo Zi that the injuries on his body were probably because of Gaia's existence, in addition to looking terrifying, at most his spiritual power was overdrawn, his whole body was weak, and there was no good place on his body.

"I've lost Yuyuko! I don't want to lose you anymore!".

After hearing Qiming's words, Yakumo Zi hugged him, and she couldn't control it anymore and cried loudly, so helpless, like a poor child, without a trace of the appearance of a monster sage.

“......"

Keiaki gently patted Yakumo's back, trying to calm her emotions. Qiming knew the pain of his friend's death, and he had had this kind of grief before.

"Purple that won't... I will always be with you. "

There are almost no plants and animals in the area of more than ten kilometers of Fang Yuan, only barren and broken land, and crying children.

"Yuyuko has a diary that records everything she knows. "

"She's already aware of what you're doing and what I'm doing, and she's trusting us to succeed. "

"But... But she felt guilty about the life that had died at her hands!".

Yakumo Purple tells the contents of the diary that was collected as a treasure by Yuyuko of Seiyaji Temple, and Keiaki listens quietly.

"I buried her under the westward demon as recorded on the last page of my diary. "

"Ming, you say, why is human life so fragile, can't youkai really be friends with humans?".

The sadness in his heart was poured out at this time, and Yakumo Zi leaned on Qiming's shoulder like this, asking himself the last question.

"Humans and youkai..."

Keiaki couldn't answer Yakumo's question, he knew the answer to the question, but he didn't know how to tell the other party.

Humans and youkai can be friends as well as lovers. But... The encounter between the short-lived and the long-lived is bound to be painful, which represents a short-lived acquaintance and a long-term separation.

"Maybe so, but Purple, do you know what real death is for a human being?"

"The soul goes to reincarnation and has no connection with this world?".

After hearing Yakumo's answer, Keimei smiled and shook her hand. Although his eyes still couldn't see clearly, he felt Yakumo's body tremble visibly.

"Humanity will experience three deaths. "

"Three times?".

"The first death is a physical death, you can see the world clearly, but no one can see you anymore. "

"The second death is the death of the soul, when you pass through the judgment of hell and begin to be reborn, which means that you no longer have any connection with this world. "

As she said this, Yakumo's hand held by Keiming suddenly tightened, and she began to be curious about the last death.

"The third time... It's that even your loved ones in this world have passed away, and no one remembers your name, your face. These are the three deaths that a person will face. "

"Maybe you're lucky enough to leave some notes in a book. But... Who knows if that's the real you?".

Just like the story of "The Tale of Taketori", everyone who has ever existed has become a character in the story. Their names and official positions are no different from reality. But who knows the difference between the characters in this story and myself?

If you think about it this way, are the people in the book really themselves?

"Well... Yuyuko will never die, she will not experience a third death, she will always be remembered by you and me. "

Yakumo Zi understood what Qiming wanted to tell her, the voice of a human being is indeed very short, but it is precisely because of the endless excitement of that short life that it will always live in her heart.

"Purple, take me to see Yuyuko again. I brought him here, and I needed to send her away. "

"Your eyes..."

Qiming stood up with Yakumo's arms, and it was then that she realized that Qiming's eyes were blind.

"It's okay, I'll recover after a while. "

Qiming didn't think so, but it was precisely because of this that Yakumo Zi breathed a sigh of relief. Then she helped him into the gap and returned to the Xixing Temple.