[Cijiu colleagues] Two or three things about the big demon

People passing by were also quickly driven away by a one-armed wanderer guarding under Rashomon.

Ronin has been guarding under the door for many years, but he has an immortal face with gorgeous hair like snow. No one knows his origin, and no one dares to go forward to inquire about him.

He has two feathers that never leave his body, one is as black as ink, and the other is as white as snow. They will give off a dark red aura at night, and you can tell that they are not ordinary things at a glance.He often held them up and looked at them from late at night until dawn.

Ronin likes to ring the copper bell hanging around his waist on summer nights. Some people say that it is extraditing lost souls or ghosts.

Only he knew that he was just waiting for an old friend.

Gods fall into demons, ghosts become adults, and mortals ascend to immortals. Some of them are just a thought away, while others have to go through a tortuous cycle of reincarnation.

That old man probably went through the most tortuous cycle of reincarnation.

Ronin's resentment has long since been smoothed away by time. He still doesn't understand the good and evil, good and bad, and cause and effect in the world, but he still firmly believes that everything should "go with the flow".

Just like his old friend, from the son of the gods to the ordinary novice, to the king of ghosts, and then regaining the godhead, everything is natural and has its own destiny.

Although he couldn't understand the legal principles and the thoughts of the old man, he was willing to use the most stupid way to wait for the opening of the next reincarnation.

From time to time, he would think, if we meet again, how should we address that old man?

Ibuki's son?Shuten Doji?My king?Shouzuka Daimyojin?

Still keep silent.

And who knows what kind of identity he will walk through this Rashomon if one day?

The ronin thought, it's better to call him after a long time, dear friend.

Just like the first meeting on that summer night through the sea of ​​people.

He walked past him without speaking or staying.

And a silent love was whizzing past his heart.

In the ninth century AD, the Rashomon Monastery collapsed, and the ronin disappeared.

There is always an end to everything.

Fortunately it belongs.

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*Used the stalk of Avian Syndrome.

*Geography knowledge is wrong, don't believe it.Referring to the map of the Warring States period, the division of the Heian period should not be like this.

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