People are dying on the pillar, and there is no misery at the beginning

Chapter 98 – Sorry, Brother
The moon is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the thick ink-like clouds blacken the bright moon.

under the moonlight.

click.

Shang Quannai put the knife on Zaomen Mao's neck, his hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and couldn't bear to look at Zaomen Mao's ferocious and crazy expression.

Shang Quannai knew very well that he couldn't safely get rid of Zaomen Mao whose whole soul was covered in red.

Perhaps this red soul still contains Zaomen Shigeru's "human" soul.

But he wasn't sure.

Once his own bone knife is cut off, Zaomen Shigeru will have no bones left, not even his soul.

He couldn't even...be reincarnated.

puff!

Shang Quannai bit her finger and dripped blood on Zaomen Mao.

呲——!
The moment the blood drop touched, a puff of white smoke suddenly rose!
"Roar!!!" Zaomen Mao twisted and struggled ferociously, his face was filled with the most primitive pain.

— blood is useless.

bang.

Shang Quannai dropped the bone knife in his hand and let it fall to the ground.

He slightly loosened his grip on Zaomen Mao's neck, then hugged Zaomen Mao who was struggling frantically, and locked him tightly in his arms.

"Roar!!!" Zaomen Mao roared ferociously, and the roar echoed over and over again on the Tengji Mountain.

again and again.

……

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The fourth day of the first month of the first year after the decisive battle.

I am obviously dead.

With more than half of his body gone, how could he survive.

But no misery...

I voluntarily left the Ghost Killing Squad and came to Mount Fuji, because it is very suitable for planting wisterias.

Wisteria, can restrain me when I lose control.

I asked Senior Benevolent to scatter wisteria seeds on the mountain.

I failed, completely.

My child, I am not worthy of your pride.

Nothing was done.

I am an incompetent person.

He failed to protect even the things he cherished.

I'm sorry...my brother.

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No. 20 and four days in the fourth month of the second year after the decisive battle.

Miserable blood still torments me.

I failed everyone's expectations.

This thought keeps repeating.

I can not sleep.

Sister Ganlu Temple is still providing me with the blood of my elder brother, but I know that this is just a way to keep me alive.

The night is very quiet, so quiet that I can hear my own heartbeat.

The scent of wisteria began to make me sick, and Wu Mi's blood affected me more and more.

The sun in the morning should be very warm, it is already summer.

I wanted to ask a question, but suddenly remembered that no one would answer.

……

Day No.20 of the seventh month of the sixth year after the decisive battle.

I heard that Senior Ren Shan and the others found Wu Mi's trace in Kyoto.

Good luck to them.

Sister Ganluji provided me with some bottles containing my brother's blood, but the power of the blood seems to have weakened a bit.

My body... seems to be rejecting my brother's blood.

I (ran mark) (ran mark) don't want this.

The body...is gradually mutating.

I must...stay in the hole...

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No. 12, July [-], after the decisive battle.

(chaotic marks) (chaotic marks) (chaotic marks)
I can't lose my mind.

This piece of wisteria can't stop me who is out of control.

Maybe... I can continue to hold on.

My existence is too troublesome, and I will share the resources of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

I am selfish.

So I begged Ganluji...to ask her to sever the link between me and the Ghost Slayers.

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The third day of May in the fourth year of No.30 after the decisive battle.

Father passed away.

Ganlu Temple...told me.

I can't remember what my father looked like.

I only remember a few hoarse and gentle words.

sister, father...

Bloodless, dark caves, I have no energy to think about other things.

The man's voice kept lingering in his head, disgusting.

The meaning of my existence may be to die ugly one day in the future.

At least, you can't work with Wu Mi.

brother...

……

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No. 270th day of the second month of the 15th year after the decisive battle.

I try to stand in the sun.

...but I failed.

This body is no longer completely under my control.

Now... the right to die is no longer in my hands.

By the way, why did I join the Ghost Killing Squad in the first place?
so painful...

When was the last time you had a happy conversation with someone else...?
……

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The seventeenth day of the fourth month of the 420th year after the decisive battle.

The walls of the cave were filled with carvings by me.

Can only expand the cave.

My name is Shigeru Kamodo.

I am human.

Humans cannot eat humans.

can not forget.

……

Humans...humans...killed...

Ganlu Temple…

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March 620th in the [-]th year after the decisive battle.

I can't stand it any longer.

My elder brother's blood is tightly locked in my body, fighting against Wu Mi's blood.

I can hardly think...

Ganlu Temple...the number of visits is getting less and less.

I am selfish.

My lord brother, if you could see everything here.

I want to say.

Sorry.

……

……

It should be almost daylight.

Shang Quannai stood on the mountainside of Tengshishan, with his head down, his arms tightly locked on Zaomen Mao, allowing the roaring and ferocious Zaomen Mao to bite his shoulder.

Dawn is coming.

In the dim clouds in the sky, some bright clouds were revealed, and the faint light began to spread slowly.

The cool wind at dawn blew on Shang Quannai, who had been standing still all night.

The surrounding ground was already splashed with Shang Quannai's blood.

He closed his eyes tightly, locked Zaomen Mao firmly in place, and then sat down abruptly.

The sky is already slightly bright, but the light in the clouds has not yet fully bloomed.

Shang Quannai slightly opened his eyes, he looked at the faint light passing through the clouds in the distance in the east, his eyes tremblingly looked at Zaomen Mao who was screaming in pain.

"Roar!!!" Zaomen Mao straightened his neck, his scarlet eyes stared at the rising sun in the distance, and his veins burst out suddenly!

呲——!
The first ray of the morning's weak sunlight fell on the Tengshi Mountain, and Zaomen Mao, covered by the faint sunlight, suddenly let out a long cry.

"Roar--!!"

Dots of black burning marks began to spread along the place where the sun shone!The next moment, Zaomen Shigeru's body began to slowly crumble!
Zaomen Mao struggled desperately, he held his head up, his eyes were full of disgust towards the sun.

First, the arms and shoulders turned into black burnt ashes in Shang Quannai's arms and drifted away with the wind.

Whoa-!
With the last gust of wind, Zaomen Shigeru's body was completely turned into invisible ashes in Shang Quannai's arms.

At the last moment, Zaomen Shigeru seemed to have recovered a little bit of consciousness, his yellow eyes looked at Shang Quannai, and said hoarsely and softly:

"...Kill... without misery..."

Shang Quannai clasped his hands empty, and he grabbed the scattered ashes a few times in a panic, but he didn't catch anything.

At this time, a faint hoarse voice that seemed to be exhausted came from mid-air.

"…thanks."

"Brother."

Shang Quannai sat on the spot, staring blankly at a tattered crimson feather weave left in his hand.

The light blue human figure broke away from the shattered body and slowly rose into the sky.

In the morning when the sun was shining and the sky was as blue as a clear blue, the words were slowly narrated.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

It's a pity that people are not like scenery, they can learn to stay.

(End of this chapter)