I, enter the zero world, change the ending

In fact, Xiao Wuhui was also as anxious as an ant on a hot pan at this time, but she deliberately suppressed it in her heart and did not show it.

Because there are more important things, and we must put the overall situation first.

But compared to her calm and composed self, the host is more enthusiastic and emotional.

"Get out of here!" Zhiyao roared loudly and rushed over with a knife in hand. "Get out of here, everyone!"

Xiao Wuhui looked at him in disbelief, wanting to persuade him not to do this, but the words couldn't come out. Seeing Zhiyao approaching the group of witches, she had no choice but to concentrate and enter combat mode.

Amidst the chaos, a shrine maiden in front noticed the commotion and instinctively turned back. The moment she turned back, Zhiyao thrust his knife towards her face. The radiance of Chuyeshi shone upon her face, and the intense heat and stinging pain like needles caused her to instinctively tilt her head back and step backward, colliding with the other shrine maidens. Then, as Zhiyao took a few steps forward, the golden radiance spread wildly among the shrine maidens, causing the surrounding shrine maidens to raise their hands to block the attack and flee hastily.

Lingyin and Qianye were finally rescued, and Xiao Wuhui felt relieved. But both she and Zhiyao knew very well that this was just the beginning, and not all evil spirits were afraid of this.

"You two should leave quickly!" Zhiyao's eyes kept turning left and right, with a frown on his face, as he warned Lingyin and the other person behind him.

As soon as he finished speaking, several priestesses in the crowd around him roared and rushed over. Zhiyao took a big step back to avoid them as if facing a great enemy. Xiao Wuhui pushed away another enemy who was rushing towards him. Noticing that one of the enemies he missed was about to touch Zhiyao, she squeezed in between the two sides and used her body to help block it, then bit the enemy's side hard.

Despite possessing only a fraction of Wuhui's power, Xiao Wuhui was still quite formidable against ordinary evil spirits. With just one bite, the enemy let out a deafening wail, its bony claws flailing as it grasped at the hair on Xiao Wuhui's head. As the enemy's claws tore at her, Xiao Wuhui, in pain, used both hands to restrain the opponent's hand, preventing it from moving. Zhiyao, observing this nearby, had a murderous look in his eyes.

Indeed, he respected and felt sorry for the Mekakuro shrine maidens and could not bear to hurt them.

That's normal times.

If anything comes to the risk for Xiao Wuhui, don't blame him for being cruel.

Like a red-hot knife slicing through butter, the blade pierced the miko's abdomen with almost no resistance. Then, Zhiyao twisted his wrist and slashed sideways, leaving a clear, dark blue wound on her abdomen. Xiao Wuhui, taking advantage of the pain, disengaged herself. The mindless enemy, of course, wouldn't be deterred by this single blow. As the first miko was wounded, more rushed forward with increasing momentum.

In the chaos, Zhiyao retreated repeatedly, keeping his distance. Prioritizing his own safety, he slashed and stabbed, frequently inflicting damage on the enemies. Combined with the immense power of Chuye's knife, the witches continued to fall to the ground. Zhiyao was like a tiger charging into a pack of wolves, slaughtering them all. Unfortunately, he wasn't a tiger; at best, he was a leopard. While a tiger could intimidate a pack of wolves, a leopard lacked that kind of intimidation. If he wasn't careful in a pack of wolves, he would be torn to pieces.

And the unfortunate accident really happened by chance - most of the fallen priestesses were not completely dead. One of them opened her mouth and let out a high-decibel scream from her throat. Then the other priestesses seemed to have received a unified order and burst into high-decibel screams one after another, so that the high-frequency ultrasonic waves rushed into the boy's eardrum.

The distance was so close that Zhiyao had no time to defend himself. His hands naturally rose to cover his ears, and his head began to feel dizzy. In his dizziness, he could hardly see what was happening outside, and he did not even respond when the enemy arrived in front of him.

Xiao Wuhui was not affected too much and could help wake him up and protect him, but unfortunately the enemies were too numerous and too close, so she was too late.

In an instant, several hands reached out towards Zhiyao. Xiao Wuhui tried her best to block them, but she still accidentally missed the blind spot in her vision, causing Zhiyao to be caught by the witch's hand. Then came the second, third, fourth, and fifth...

When encountering a spirit that has never been seen before, it is inevitable that the seer will feel the various emotions of the seen person firsthand and experience the pain that the seen person has experienced, which will put a burden on the brain and spirit.

"Eyes, eyes..."

"I can't see. It's so painful..."

"Why is it so quiet? Is there anyone who can come and talk to me..."

"I want sunshine. I miss the time when I could see it..."

"Why hasn't the meal been delivered yet? I'm... so hungry..."

"Although someone will be assigned to take care of them, I can sense that person's impatience..."

Being touched by nearly ten spirits at once, all kinds of negative emotions continued to hit Zhiyao's brain like a flood. Her mental defenses collapsed instantly, and her eyes became blind due to the stinging pain caused by repeatedly performing the Eye-Hiding Ritual.

After a few seconds, the boy collapsed to the ground, unconscious, like a puppet without its strings.

……

Zashiki-ku is not a dungeon isolated from the outside world.

On the second floor, through the window, Wu Hui looked out at the endless blue sky. It was the end of November and winter was about to begin. She wondered how long this sunny weather would last.

I don’t know if I’ll have the chance to see snow this year.

Glancing back at the cell door, I saw that the priest who was responsible for taking care of my daily life at the door had gone somewhere. Maybe he went to the toilet?

The priest was slow to return, so Wuhui's gaze shifted back to the sky outside the window, and then down to the courtyard, where she saw a young man walking in the courtyard.

Although she had been required to live in the zashiki-kaku since she was seven years old and could not leave, she was actually allowed to take a walk in a specific place in the house at a specific time of each month. Over the past ten years, she had some impression of the people in the Himuro residence, but that young man was the only one that Kirie had seen for the first time.

Is he an outsider?

Wuhui felt vaguely curious about this.

Perhaps because he had been staring for too long, the young man seemed to have noticed something and turned around. By chance, his eyes met Wuhui's. After seeing that it was a girl, he put on a happy smile and waved gently.

Faced with the first time in her life that an outsider greeted her, Kirie, who had never left the Himuro family, felt a little at a loss. She instinctively hid in the shadow beside the window like a frightened kitten.

Time passes minute by minute.

A moment later, when Wuhui quietly stuck her head out, she saw that the man was no longer in the courtyard.

She inexplicably felt something was wrong with her cheek, and when she put her hand on it, she found that her cheek was slightly hot.

This is strange. What kind of symptom is this? Am I sick?

At this moment, the sound of the room door opening was heard, and the priest who had left earlier returned to this room and returned to his designated post at the door of the zashiki prison.

"What's wrong?" Noticing that Kirie continued to look at him, the priest turned around and asked.

"Just now, I saw a strange face in the yard... Maybe... someone from outside?" Wuhui said uncertainly. After thinking for a moment, she added, "After seeing that person, I noticed that my face had a slight fever. Could he be sick?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the priest's expression immediately became incredible. He walked around the side of the zashiki-ken to the window and looked down.

"Master Priest?"

The priest ignored Wuhui and focused his attention out the window, as if looking for something.

After some time.

"Don't worry about that. I will report this to the Lord. And you should try not to look at the yard below again in the future."

Kirie really wanted to ask why, but the priest's words were the imperial decree, so she nodded.

Chapter 48: [Fragments of the past, and waking up]

The day has finally arrived when we can go out.

The so-called going out actually only refers to the piano room next to the sitting room, the corridor outside the piano room, the lounge at the right end of the corridor, and the moon-viewing platform.

Even if he still didn't leave the Himuro family's house, at least he didn't have to stay in the zashiki-kasu which was less than ten square meters, and at least his range of activities had expanded.

For Wuhui, as long as she can leave that place and take a walk, it is considered outdoor activity.

Today was similar to every time he went out. There were hardly any people in these places on the second floor. The priest who was responsible for taking care of his daily life inadvertently said that the lord had deliberately cleared out the people.

Wuhui couldn't be sure whether it was really like that or just a coincidence.

"Then I'll take my leave. Miss Kirie, please be sure to return to the zashiki-ken in one hour." said the priest who was in charge of accompanying Kirie.

"Okay." Wuhui smiled embarrassedly.

In fact, even if the priest didn't mention it deliberately, Wuhui would return on her own after the time came. This has been the case every time in the past ten years, and the habit has long been engraved in her bones.

After wandering around the piano room, Wuhui came to the guzheng and gently plucking the strings with her fingers. The instrument did not make any response sound. Wuhui sighed and shook her head with great regret.

Sure enough, it's still the same.

Not to mention playing beautiful music, he couldn't even make the instrument produce any sound.

I have the impression that I heard someone playing the guzheng in the prison every now and then, and I also expressed my desire to learn to play the guzheng to the priest, but unfortunately, the priest later told me that my request was rejected by the lord.

I really hope someone can come and play it right away so I can take the opportunity to learn a little bit.

Standing up, Wuhui pushed open the door of the piano room and walked to the corridor. The piano room was located at the bottom of the T-shaped corridor. After leaving the piano room, at the end of the corridor was a floor-to-ceiling mirror taller than a person. The left side of the floor-to-ceiling mirror led to the first floor, and the right side led to the lounge.

Seeing her own reflection in the mirror from a distance, Wuhui slowly walked towards it.

Her appearance today was also very neat, her hair combed straight, and her face was flawless. Her gaze followed the wall to the right, next to the mirror frame, and saw a row of carefully carved horizontal lines. This was something Kirie had done every December since being imprisoned in the zashiki prison—recording her height to calculate how much she had grown over the year.

Standing in front of the horizontal line, Wuhui straightened her body, placed her palms on the top of her head, and then moved parallel to the wall.

It seems to be a little higher than last year.

As her gaze continued downward, Wuhui belatedly noticed another thing.

My breasts seem to have grown a little bit.

Anyway, record it first.

She looked around cautiously and after confirming that there was no one around, Wuhui secretly took out the sharp object hidden in her clothes. However, she had just stretched out her hand when it slowly retracted the next moment.

The ceremony will be held in a while, and there seems to be no need to record it at all.

Don’t remember it, go somewhere else.

Thinking of this, Wuhui simply threw away the sharp objects and went straight to the lounge. The lounge was also empty, so Wuhui opened the door of the moon-viewing platform to let fresh air circulate.

Coming to the balcony, she saw the cherry tree in the courtyard that had been planted there for ten years, seemingly unchanged. Moving her eyes to other places, Wuhui saw several servants cleaning, and the corners of her mouth curled up naturally.

Of course, there is no need to say hello.

We've tried that before, and except for Lingyin, everyone else pretended not to hear, without exception.

Wuhui was not dull, she could sense that those people were intentionally keeping their distance from her.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening came from the lounge at the back. Thinking that the priest might be looking for her, Wuhui subconsciously turned around and then stood there in a daze.

The person who came was the outsider who was walking in the courtyard that day.

"Uh, excuse me."

Perhaps because he didn't expect there was someone in the room, the young man bent down slightly in a hurry.

Having also not expected to meet in this place, Wuhui was at a loss and looked away reflexively. She noticed a man walking towards her out of the corner of her eye. Wuhui took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to look the man in the eye.

"Hello."

Coming in front of Wuhui, the man bent down slightly again.

Wuhui opened her mouth and struggled to squeeze out the same greeting.

"H-hello..."

"I remember you like that day..." His gaze fixed on Wuhui's face, the young man fell into deep thought, "By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Asanuma Ye, I'm a traveler, and I've been staying here for a while."

"Oh, yeah... really." Kirie nodded hurriedly, "My name is Himuro Kirie, and uh... I've lived here since I was a child."

Realizing that the woman in front of him was nervous, Asanuma Ye quickly took two steps back, keeping a distance that would not offend her. The next second, as her eyebrows gently relaxed, a fresh smile bloomed on her delicate face.

He's so good looking.

Kirie couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and when her eyes met the smiling face of Asanuma Ye, her cheeks began to heat up unconsciously.

Why is this symptom happening again? It's so strange.

She turned away hastily, lowered her head slightly, and looked around.

"Ms. Himuro, please explain... I just came in unintentionally. Will it disturb you if I continue to stay here?" Asanuma Ye's voice sounded from the front.

"Ah?!" Wuhui suddenly came back to her senses and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, I'm fine anyway."

"In that case, why don't we sit down and talk?"

"Oh, okay." Kirie nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice, "Okay, okay, sit down, please sit down, Mr. Asanuma."

They sat down on the cushions one after another. Although they had said they wanted to talk, no one spoke first.

Asanuma Ye was thinking about what topic to talk about, while Kirie's heart was pounding, and a throbbing feeling she had never experienced before arose in her heart.

Seventeen years old is the age of human adolescence, when the human body secretes the most hormones and is most eager for the opposite sex and love.

She has a pretty face and is well-mannered. For Kirie, who has lived in seclusion for many years and has almost only spoken to middle-aged priests, the appearance of Asanuma Ye is like a magnet falling into a pile of metal, which has an irresistible attraction to her.

They looked at each other in silence.

After a while.

"Ms. Himuro?"

"Hey, hey?" Wuhui nodded hurriedly.

"You were on the balcony just now, what were you looking at?"

Wu Hui looked towards the balcony, then turned back at the speed of light, and said hurriedly, "I'm...looking at that cherry tree..."

"A cherry tree." Asanuma Ye craned her neck towards the balcony, but found it was almost impossible to see from this position, so she stood up and went to the balcony. "I've seen that cherry tree before. It must be quite old, right?"

After Asanuma Ye finished speaking, she glanced at Kirie in the lounge at the back. Kirie was stunned for a moment, and gradually realized from the face that she was being asked to follow.

Wuhui hurriedly got up and went straight to the balcony.