Quadratic Element from Zero

Holding the cherry blossoms in his hand, Qiye continued to move forward, and it didn't take long for a huge cherry tree to appear in front of him.

October is not the season of cherry blossoms, but this huge cherry tree violates the laws of the natural world. The blooming petals are fascinating, and the light that decorates the otherwise plain courtyard

Colourful.

"bring it on……"

"Um……?"

The voice that suddenly appeared in his head made Qiye frown involuntarily. This voice was full of temptation. If it was an ordinary person, maybe it would be dominated at this moment.

"Come on... come here..."

"There is no joy in life... What pain in death... Life will end in death..."

"..."

Qiye's footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the temptation voice in his mind is getting stronger and stronger, and the power of temptation is getting stronger and stronger. When he stood under the cherry tree, all the sounds returned.

In peace, what remains is only peace, the peace of death.

"Even so, people live ugly..."

"I think that's so beautiful about that..."

"The timbre of memory moves with the wind...and dances in the air..."

"Free dance without the ravages of rainstorms...singing about the short life..."

"Huh? This is?"

Hearing the girl's crisp monologue, Qiye couldn't help turning his head, only to see a girl with long cherry-colored hair walking towards the cherry tree step by step.

The girl was wearing a lavender kimono, and her beautiful face made people feel pity and love, and her pale complexion made her a bit more coquettish.

"Don't come near here!"

Seeing the girl slowly thinking about this approach, Qiye couldn't help but stop it. He didn't want this beautiful girl to die. It wasn't love at first sight, it was just a love for beautiful things.

of pity.

"Um……?"

Hearing Qiye's voice, the girl seemed to have only discovered his existence, looked at him suspiciously, and then moved on, singing at the same time: "The reincarnation of reincarnation cannot be repaid, weaving

My future children and grandchildren, this story rides on the wind and will one day be buried in the sky, the footsteps begin towards the end of everything, and even then people still go to this direction..."

The girl's crisp voice continued to spread in the small courtyard, and Qi Ye, who couldn't be confused by the cherry blossom tree, fell into a daze, and stood under the tree listening to the girl's singing.

"Curse the twisted world, unwilling to pursue, but still get nothing, even if you are kicked and beaten, even if the tears of collapse fall like rain, even if you cry of thirst, you have no desire to fight, that is,

To be plundered, to be dominated, even though the blood is still flowing back and forth, I am alone, over and over again, shouting, pursuing..."

The appearance of the girl's flower season, but the lyrics she sings can't match her face at all. Everything she sings in her mouth is the same as what she has personally experienced, which is pitiful.

"Singing and singing can't be rewarded, my descendants who are walking on the road, this story tells the wind that one day sacrifices will be made in the sky, and all gatherings begin towards parting..."

Listening to the girl's singing, Qi Ye couldn't help but lose his mind. The story told by the girl was something he had never experienced before. Maybe he was lucky, except for some small things in his life.

In addition to the ups and downs, he has never experienced huge ups and downs. Compared with these people who have experienced hardships, Qiye is really too lucky, and the luck is a bit unreal.

"Even so people want to live by someone's side, even if they are betrayed, insulted, even if their hearts are crushed and broken, and they cry so hard that they can't make a sound, even if

Being denied the fact of "life", even if the determination to die was confirmed several times, on top of this, I, over and over again, shouted... and prayed..."

The girl's singing continued. I don't know when she had reached the vicinity of Qiye, reached out and touched the huge cherry tree, and said, "The lights disappeared silently, the lights silently disappeared.

Disappeared, there, there was a cherry blossom blooming in the underworld, the petals reflected countless deaths, dyed pale colors, fell to the ground and turned into ink..."

"You said that the "death" dancing in the warm spring breeze is very beautiful, so happy... So I will attract "death" that is equivalent to the number of petals. At the end of such a beautiful bloom, he

We will also get the corresponding retribution..."

Listening to the monologue in the girl's mouth, Qiye's lips parted lightly, and he said involuntarily: "The Westward Demon...Tonight, too, bloom wildly under the purple moon, longing and longing contradict each other,

The cruel world is about to come as an equal, the people who have passed away, there is no other way to live now... you will also be reincarnated... and then wither..."

The cherry-colored long-haired girl glanced at Qiye, then lightly parted her lips and sang: "Blooming in full bloom will not be rewarded, I am waiting for my descendants on the road, hugging the story, and one day will arrive

The sky...even so, people live ugly, and for that...I—I think it's so beautiful..."

Chapter [-]: That Year Zi Ma was seventeen years old

The girl's song fell, and the huge cherry tree swayed wildly as if responding to the girl's song, countless cherry blossoms fell, and then bloomed again, just like the reincarnation of life.

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"Who is ですか (who are you)?"

The girl looked at Qiye, and a cold voice entered his ears.

"Xixing Temple Youyouzi..."

A girl... A song by You Yuko of Buxihang Temple awakened a memory that had been dormant for hundreds of years for seven nights. He could only say that he was too familiar with the girl in front of him.

"Huh? How did you know my name?"

Youyouzi of Xixing Temple frowned, tilted his head and said, "No one else is allowed to come in here..."