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"I said, let's go back quickly!"

Seeing the hairpin, Mengzi felt that the forest had become extremely scary at this time, and Kentaro quickly agreed, because...if he remembered correctly, this forest seemed to be called the White Fox Forest... .

No action?

Or is the resurrection of this monster itself the result of modification?

Yuan Subaru, who was hiding in the sky, looked at the strange movements in the forest and carefully thought about the situation at hand. However, no matter what, he did not notice the fluctuation of the original energy. It seemed that this should have happened at this time. Something happened.

Wait, this evil ghost's opponent is the one named Ida Iryu. Could it be...

Yuan Subaru thought of something and immediately set off, taking the initiative to stir up the timeline of this time bubble and return to the Warring States period when samurai and evil spirits were fighting. Since the opponent did not interfere with the existence of this evil ghost, then if he attacked the samurai, The same can affect the 'future'.

Ouch, time is such a troublesome thing. Over and over again, if you are careful, you will miss something, and it is quite troublesome to remedy it.

While Yuan Subaru was complaining a little tiredly, he went back to the past and saw Ida Iryu lying on the bed. At this time, the samurai was recuperating, but his brows were furrowed, as if he was not sleeping very well. It's like being invaded by a nightmare.

This was indeed the case. Ida Jingryu was vaguely aware that he was walking in the darkness. At the same time, calls came from the darkness:

"Ida Jingryu, Ida Jingryu!"

The caller's voice was low and hoarse, as if he was enduring great pain to speak. However, Ida Iryu's consciousness was still vague. He felt as if he had heard the voice, but he didn't seem to have heard it. He could only turn his head to look at it blankly. Where the sound came from.

At the same time, the owner of the voice slowly revealed his appearance. It was an evil ghost. His body was stained red with blood, his hair was snow-white, and he had only one eye. The corner of his mouth was split to the ear, and his mouth was full of sharp teeth.

"Ida Iryu, do you still remember me?"

The evil spirit asked painfully.

Ida Jingryu nodded slightly with a cold expression and said softly:

"Have you not been transcended yet?"

"Transcendence?"

The evil ghost's tone was half pain and half hatred:

"How could I be saved? Wasn't it you who cut off my limbs and put a demon-suppressing knife on me to prevent me from being reborn? Why bother asking this now?"

Ida Iryu sighed softly and explained patiently:

"The demon-suppressing sword you mentioned is a treasured sword that seals evil thoughts and resentments. As long as the hatred lingering in your heart is purified, it will naturally be painless and disaster-free. Dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust."

"Absolutely ridiculous!"

The evil ghost showed his fangs, smiled and said:

"I will definitely be resurrected. Although I don't know how much time it will take from now on, even if it is ten years, even if it is a hundred years, one day, the world will definitely need me to be resurrected."

"Do you need this evil spirit to be resurrected?"

"Exactly... Ida Iryu, let me ask you, why do you want to kill the ghosts?"

Haven't I already answered this question?

Ida Iryu helplessly whispered in his heart, but in order to make this evil ghost let go of his resentment and go to salvation on his own, he said again:

"It's because this is my destiny."

"In that case, why do ghosts like us exist in the human world?"

"..."

Here comes the common sophistry of ghosts and the like. Really, why do these ghosts like this kind of rhetoric so much? I’ve heard enough.

"Are you speechless?"

While Ida Iryu was complaining in his heart with an expressionless face, the evil spirit smiled again as if he had won some kind of victory, and this time, there was an extra arrogance in his smile.

"Nowadays, the world is in chaos. People are constantly killing each other, and they are deceiving each other..."

"Are you going to say that it is these troubled times that require you to wait?"

Ida Iryu, who has experienced this kind of conversation too many times, calmly continued what the evil spirit said.

"Of course, one day, the troubled times will return to unity. If the world is peaceful day and night, if things go on like this, we ghosts and monsters will return to darkness, but..."

"But one day, the world will need you again."

"That's right, Ida Iryu, don't you understand this very well?"

In Ida Iryu's numb eyes, the evil spirit laughed loudly, then suddenly straightened his face, stared at Ida Iryu and said:

"You might wait until then?"

"Naturally, as long as I have expectations in my heart, the pain I feel right now is no longer in my heart..."

Ida Iryu wanted to say something more, but he didn't open his mouth in the end. It was meaningless. If words could subdue monsters, this country would not need samurai like him. It's just... so sad...

"Ida Iryu, what are you doing!?"

The evil ghost looked at Ida Iryu's expression and asked hurriedly, because Ida Iryu had started to cry, and tears flowed silently from his eyes.

"Ignorant devil..."

Ida Iryu's tears fell on the dagger handle.

"You will suffer eternal pain before you are resurrected. Even if you are reborn many years later, I am afraid you will only face a more severe judgment."

Ida Iryu turned his back to the evil spirit.

"Evil ghost, just take care of yourself!"

The evil ghost didn't know how to answer and kept silent.

"However, your life was cut off by me. When you are resurrected, I will never stand idle."

"Heh, what you said is interesting."

There was a hint of madness in the evil ghost's dull eyes.

"In this case, when I resurrect, even if you are no longer alive, you will return to the human world and compete with me again."

In response to this, Ida Iryu had put away his compassionate tears, restored his cold expression, and said softly:

"The outcome has been decided long ago, no matter how much time passes, the result will be the same."

"It's full of nonsense!"

The evil spirit was already full of anger, and he roared at Ida Jingryu:

"Before I am resurrected, I will never forget this hatred. I will gather the power of hatred. When I am resurrected, I will be terrifying and powerful. It will never be comparable to what I am today."

Ida Jingryu no longer wanted to argue with the evil ghost. He didn't turn around and walked away.

"Ida Iryu, wait a minute!"

The evil ghost's words seemed to hold him back from moving forward.

"When I am resurrected, I will wait for you at Su Na. Don't forget this promise."

The evil ghost continued to say something, but Ida Iryu had no intention of listening anymore.

When the evil ghost's voice could no longer be heard at all, Ida Iryu's body began to be shrouded in dazzling light. At this time, the sun shone in from the small window, and Ida Iryu woke up.

"It's a dream..."

He looked around and saw that he was in a dilapidated thatched hut. There was nothing in the house except the simplest daily necessities.

Ida Iryu adjusted his breathing slightly and tried to get up.

"Well!"

An electric pain instantly spread throughout his body.

"Remember, I was killed by that evil ghost..."

Ida Iryu touched his chest and discovered that the wound on his chest had been wrapped in several layers of cloth.

"Someone saved my life, who is this person..."

At this time, Ida Jingryu recalled some scene fragments in his mind. He thought of the flowing hair, he thought of the snow-white and transparent skin, and he thought of that lonely look. It was a woman, and it was that woman who saved him. Own.

Ida Iryu tried to recall more memories about this woman——

Blood was bleeding from his chest, and his consciousness gradually blurred. A woman walked towards him and stretched a hand to his cheek.

Ida Iryu was born with the ability to distinguish between humans and ghosts. This feeling is indescribable. It is nothing ordinary for him. If compared to ordinary humans, it is probably like the feeling of being able to breathe since he was born. Ida Iryu came naturally. Have the ability to distinguish between humans and ghosts.

So...that hand at that time...was it a human hand? Or...

Ida Jingryu tried hard to recall, but failed to recall. At that time, he was seriously injured, and his life and death were only on the line. Therefore, his ability to distinguish between humans and ghosts was not as sharp as usual. In the end, Jingda Jingryu, who thought to no avail, simply stopped worrying.

However, he should still leave this hut as soon as possible.

Ida Iryu held his painful chest with his hands and tried to stand up from the bed, but he still failed——

In the decisive battle, the demon's steel-like claws penetrated deeply into Ida Iryu's flesh, definitely damaging his organs. Even if he forced himself to stand up, he could only make himself breathless.

It seemed that he had no choice. He could only lie quietly on the bed, unable to move. Ida Jingryu lay down again and looked at the shabby hut again, and found a small urn in the corner of the room. Judging from the size of the urn, it doesn't seem like it's a drinking vessel.

'drinking water'

Thinking of this, Ida Jingryu realized that there was a feeling of thirst in his throat and a feeling of hunger in his stomach. However, as soon as he moved his body a little, severe pain immediately spread throughout his body.

I'm so thirsty, I really want to drink water...

Inexplicably, Ida Jingryu felt thirstier than ever before. He looked at the water container and felt like he wanted to jump directly over it, or let the drinking container grow legs and run over by himself.

And in this trance, Ida Jingryu seemed to see that the water in the drinking utensil seemed to have undergone some kind of change. The water inside seemed to begin to squirm and turn into something sticky. Climb out and crawl into your own throat to quench your thirst...

"Well!"

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed through Ida Jingryu's eyes. Ida Jingryu thought it was sunlight at first, but then he thought about how the sunlight could be pure white. But he had to admit that with the light, Flashing, Ida Jingryu felt that his thirst was much better, and the weird hallucination-like scene just now...

Is that pure white light the protection of gods? Let my mind not stray into the path of evil when it is weak.

Just when Ida Jingryu was deep in thought, Yuan Subaru's expression also became quite solemn. The distorted drinking water just now was undoubtedly the aura of the ancient god that the replaced person came into contact with in the last time bubble. At this time, he actually Will appear here, is it because the mastermind behind the scenes has the power to induce distortion across time bubbles, or is his ability to record every distortion he causes, or is there something in this time bubble that he doesn't know about? The change....

but....

Why didn't I notice the fluctuation of the original energy just now? The distortion...it was like it appeared on its own...

Well...it's really hard to guess the opponent's ability this time.

At this time, Jingtian Jinglong felt the wind blowing in from the crack of the hut, carrying a hint of warmth in the wind. Jingtian Jinglong moved his painful body reflexively and sat up.

A woman stood at the door. The woman had flowing hair and snow-white and transparent skin. But no matter how beautiful this woman was, Jingtian Jinglong still put his hand on the knife vigilantly. At the same time, because of nervousness, his heartbeat also slightly accelerated.

Seeing Jingtian Jinglong like this, the woman smiled slightly. It was a natural smile, very natural. Whether it was her slightly raised mouth corners or her slender eyes, no matter where you looked at her, you could not find any trace of pretending.

And seeing her smile, Jingtian Jinglong understood in an instant. Jingtian Jinglong's natural ability answered his doubts at that moment.

This woman is not a human.

Soon, the aroma of wild vegetables wafted through the hut. The woman poured the porridge into a bowl and handed it to Jingtian Jinglong. Jingtian Jinglong looked at the woman in front of him, reached out to take the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and put the porridge into his mouth. The deliciousness of the rice and the aroma of the wild vegetables spread in his mouth, and then the bitterness of the unknown herbs made the taste in his mouth jump a little.

Jingtian Jinglong turned the chopsticks without distraction and scraped all the porridge in the bowl into his mouth. After chewing, the food passed through Jingtian Jinglong's throat and drilled into his stomach. The warm breath began to spread from the stomach to all parts of the body.

Jingtian Jinglong ate the porridge attentively. The bowl in his hand was empty in the blink of an eye. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and put the bowl down. The woman stretched out her white and tender hand to take the bowl. She smiled as she poured porridge into the bowl again.

"What are you laughing at?"

Jingtian Jinglong asked.

"I just think you don't look like a samurai when you eat."

"Is it because I didn't test for poison?"

The woman answered "yes" and handed the bowl over again.

"You saved my life, but I don't know why."

The woman smiled and listened to Jingtian Jinglong quietly.

"But if you want to kill me, you don't have to poison the food. If you had abandoned me in the forest before, I'm afraid I would have been in the wolf's belly and turned into a skeleton."

"The samurai is really heroic."

The woman said, and it was obvious that she was very happy.

"You probably already know my true identity!"

"I don't know my true identity yet."