Tsukuyomi Tsukumi was still in a state of confusion. The outside world was clearly in turmoil because of him.

But I seemed to be in a dead silence of ignorance.

The things he cherished in his heart kept breaking, breaking over and over again. He didn't know when he would no longer have the strength to put them back together.

"I'm too tired to do it anymore."

He has clearly tried very hard, risking his life for it, time and again, even at the risk of his life, to help everyone, to help grandma... Now he is really tired,

My body was submerged in water, and even my senses were confused.

The huge guilt and shock made him breathless. He curled up into a ball and hid in a corner of his consciousness as if escaping.

so poor……

The system will naturally consult with the host before transferring his soul to the next time point.

Countless pairs of eyes outside the control panel were watching this moment. They were silent, but there was nothing they could do. They could only hope for compensation from the gods of the second dimension.

They secretly hoped...that the boy would change for the better.

Even though the system really didn't want to say that, "Master, don't be sad, you must hurry to another time point... to complete the task." The voice became smaller and smaller, with a little guilt that even the system itself was not sure of.

"Mr. System... I really don't want to... Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I really don't want to go." She cried very softly and quietly.

Tsukuyomi was curled up in a small corner, his eyes full of pitiful fragility. One side of his hair was wet with tears and stuck to the side of his face dejectedly, like a lost lamb who couldn't find the way home.

The system's heart is about to break into eight pieces. It is also a worker, so of course it can empathize with the baby's situation at this moment.

But, but this task is only for him to do, they really don’t want to force him to do something he doesn’t want to do!

The system on this end stammered and couldn't say no, and the system outside also became agitated.

In the chaos, no one knew who pressed the transmission button, and the transfer mission began under Tsukuyomi's dazed gaze.

"Hey! Who is it!!!" The system glanced around angrily.

At the end, Tsukuyomi was drowsy and his soul was doubled, but he was still begging

"I'm sorry... I really don't want to go... Please..."

"Do not"

But he has no say in everything.

If he can't even save himself, how can he save others and meet other people's expectations?

Expectation itself is a subtle form of violence and a kind of moral kidnapping.

*

They erased Tsukuyomi's memory, making him come into this extremely dangerous and extremely splendid era like a newborn.

The heyday of spells, Yin-Yang magic, and stories of gods and ghosts.

The ignorant baby was wrapped in a gorgeous quilt and appeared out of thin air in front of the shrine.

The kindhearted shrine maiden and priest took him back to the shrine to raise him, not out of kindness, but...

"This child looks like he was lost from a wealthy family, right?"

"Let's keep it first, and when someone comes looking for it, we might get a generous reward!"

"Tsk, raising a child is so hard! I won't help anyway."

……

The witches and the priests are just ordinary people. The outside world is in turmoil due to wars, natural disasters, gods and demons. They have come to this dilapidated temple because they have nowhere else to go.

To put it bluntly, they don't even know who is enshrined in the shrine, and it was only after the renovation that they barely had a place to stay.

Looking at this child who appeared out of nowhere,

The dazzling snow-white short hair and smooth and delicate skin made me jealous at first sight.

I guess his background must be much better than theirs.

No matter how reluctant they were, they still gave him some food and accepted him for the possible reward.

*

Time flies, three years have passed

The brocade quilt that wrapped Tsukuyomi Tsukuyomi had his name embroidered with gold thread.

But three years had passed and no one came to claim him, which made everyone in the shrine a little anxious. Fortunately, a blind cat met a dead mouse.

A prayer for rain in a village not far away was answered, which brought them some fame.

They are all busy making a living, performing exorcism and rain-making rituals that they themselves don't believe in, in order to survive tenaciously.

No one cares about this child.

Tsukuyomi is like a blank sheet of paper, knowing nothing, without common sense, and even without emotions.

Can't laugh or talk,

The most I do every day is to sit in a small corner and stare blankly.

*

When Tsukuyomi was six years old, he had never spoken a word. The old witch who raised him was a little worried that he might be mute.

By then they won’t be able to tell about the “glorious deeds” of their adoption of him.

Because he is a boy, he can only wear the kimono of the shrine attendant in the shrine every day. The kimono is the same white as his hair, and he has a red belt tied around his waist.

It's like a little mushroom, just sitting there in a small corner, but it's a very quiet and beautiful little mushroom.

He played with himself obediently, without making any noise or disturbance, which made everyone in the shrine feel less worried.

*

At the age of 13, Zenin Kazuhiko awakened the ten shadow techniques at an early age and is now a popular genius in the Zenin family.

This trip from Beijing to this rural area was also due to some political reasons.

The three great families were originally evenly matched in power. A few years ago, the Gojo family had a rare heir with six eyes and no lower limit, which was only seen once in a hundred years. Everyone thought that the Gojo family should be the leader in the next hundred years.

Who would have thought that in just six years, the head of the Zenyuan family, who had already stepped half a foot into the coffin, would create a successor of ten kinds of shadow magic.

Whether it is the six eyes without limits or the ten shadow techniques, he is a genius unparalleled in the world.

Opportunities that come once in a century have emerged twice within ten years.

The Gojo family and the Zenin family have a resentful and hostile relationship with each other, but the Gojo family took advantage of being born earlier, and now they are slightly better than the Zenin family in terms of both techniques and family.

After all, Liuyan even has a son, unlike the Zenyuan family...

This trip to this remote countryside is more like "avoiding disaster" than worshipping at the shrine.

The Emperor tried to take back the political power from the shogunate and hired people from the three families to recapture the city. The struggle between the nobles and the samurai class was revealed.

With the help of the son of God from the Gojo family, it should have been easy, but who knew...

The humiliated and angry shogunate summoned the man who had made everyone in the capital uneasy.

He was the one who completely wiped out the elite expeditionary forces "Sun, Moon, and Stars Jintai" and "Five Void Generals" directly under the Fujiwara clan, and was finally invited into the Heiankyo Palace as an object of worship during the Niinasai.

"Two-faced Sukuna"

*

"Inviting ghosts and gods to the capital for worship, oh, those old guys are really blind."

The flowers are still in full bloom and the pear blossoms are in their best condition.

The young man, with his long purple satin hair draped lazily, sat in the audience in a noble and casual manner, watching the witch priestess' hard work in "performing".

"What kind of blessing ceremony is this? I think... everyone should just fend for themselves."

Two-faced Sukuna,

They had heard about this a long time ago. After all, sorcerers and cursers are natural opponents.

This guy,

It's obviously a human body,

But it is a monster with four hands and two faces.

I heard that it was also called "ghost god"

"If gods really existed, they would have appeared long ago. What a pity..."

He is cruel and cold-blooded and loves killing, especially women and children.

He thinks he is the best in the world and he is the only one who is supreme. He only follows his own survival guide and doesn't care about the life and death of cursed spirits or humans.

Why is it that such a monster is called a "ghost?"

The eight million gods of Takama-ga-hara are probably no more than that.

Zenin Kazuhiko was thinking lightly, but soon his concentration became distracted, and his eyes wandered off to who knows where.

Strange, what is this?

The purple-haired boy's gaze was fixed on the sacrificial table on the stage. Red silk cloths fell down in layers, and the table was filled with statues of gods and Buddhas, with tall and clean candles, creating a solemn scene.

The witch priestess put on dignified clothes and held magical instruments, chanting and dancing a sacrificial dance, playing and singing vocal music...

A small piece of tender white...foot was revealed at a corner under the red cloth?

Is it a child?

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