ebonymovies Chapter 431 Man cannot have it all.
Chapter 431 Man cannot have it all.
I visited Yuki's grave and brought a plate of fruit and a bunch of sunflowers.
Numata was wiping the tombstones as usual.
He came to wipe it every day, and the already brand-new tombstone looked even newer than when it was first made.
As a father, there's really not much I can do for my daughter.
Light footsteps sounded behind me.
Numata turned around warily, then relaxed instantly, asking in confusion, "Who are you?"
Jiuzhiche said bluntly, "You can call me an exorcist or a spirit exorcist, but as the families of the deceased, you can't possibly be unaware of the strange phenomena forming in this cemetery."
Numata immediately became alert and said sternly, "What do you want to do? Don't tell me you're going to do anything to slay demons or monsters, I don't believe that!"
Jiuzhi Che remained noncommittal: "Even if your bodies become increasingly weak from contact with ghosts?"
"Even if it develops into a situation where evil spirits come to claim lives?"
Even if they have no next life?
Numata's lips trembled. He wanted to drive away this strange exorcist who had suddenly appeared, but he didn't dare to make a move.
Is keeping Yuki really a good thing?
Numata looked eagerly at the Yuki scarecrow; that face was definitely Yuki's!
After a long silence, he sighed deeply. "Young man, you see the scarecrows in this cemetery, right? They were erected by the living who couldn't bear to part with their loved ones, just to take one more look at the deceased."
"We'll bear any consequences ourselves!"
"You may mean well, but we can refuse!"
Kujiki Tetsuo wasn't surprised by Numata's decision; he was just asking out of curiosity.
When his trip is over, those who need to be seen off will still have to leave!
This is not something a grieving father can decide.
Tomie's eyes turned cold. What an ungrateful wretch.
Jiu Zhiche smiled calmly: "You must love your daughter very much."
Numata's expression changed.
It's hard to say whether the other person was being sarcastic or not.
A daughter who was "forced" to death by her own father—did her father love her?
"But you are a selfish father."
Jiuzhi Che took Tomie's hand, who was about to attack him, and looked up at the sky. "It's going to rain heavily. Let's go back first."
Before long, the drizzle turned into a downpour.
The police took away Yamada's body, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
Some people ran away, then came back to put an umbrella over the scarecrow next to the tombstone before hurrying away.
The scarf around Yuki's neck filled with water and fell to the ground with a splash.
Numata picked it up, wrung it out, and didn't put it back on; it was too heavy and would damage it.
He walked away, stepping through muddy puddles, his figure gradually disappearing into the distance, the rain blurring his silhouette.
"clatter!"
A sharpened bamboo stick was stuck into the soil, with an umbrella tied to the other end. The torrential rain dripped onto the umbrella, making a sound, but it couldn't drown out the deliberately suppressed sobs.
"I heard everything that exorcist said, Yuki. You're here, aren't you?"
"The most beautiful thing in the world, but also the most useless, is love..."
"No, it's just that I'm useless..."
The man squatted down and leaned against the tombstone, his body soaked with rainwater.
The drifting soul drooped down, and it seemed as if a breeze had brushed against the top of his head.
He hugged his knees tightly, buried his head, and his shoulders shrugged...
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"So you came back just to see this?"
"uh-huh."
"It doesn't mean anything."
After saying that, Tomie yawned, and Kyuji glanced at the souls in the cemetery.
"That's about enough, it's time to wrap this up."
The next day, the clouds cleared and the rain stopped. As soon as the sun came out, people went to the cemetery.
Numata had only taken two steps inside when he saw someone crying there.
They say the face on the scarecrow is missing.
Numata was shocked and rushed to Yuki's grave. When he saw that Yuki's scarecrow was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, his eyes widened slightly.
Yuki's face, which had been expressionless, seemed to have gained a bit more vitality. She was still expressionless, but she looked much more lively!
He glanced around blankly; some scarecrows had lost their faces, and others, like Yuki, had changed.
"It's him!"
Numata was lost in thought when he recalled the young man he had met yesterday. In a daze, he saw the words "3 years" flash across Yuki's face.
He suddenly laughed, and as he laughed, he cried.
Three years is enough.
He can't be so selfish as to confine Yuki to his entire life.
His gaze sharpened; a lucky charm hung beside the scarecrow.
They must have hung it up early this morning.
But who would hang amulets on a scarecrow?
Numata clutched the amulet for a long time, then sighed.
The sunlight-drenched disc player chased away the last trace of moisture and illuminated the cemetery.
A small amulet, glowing faintly in the sunlight.
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"Go home, go home!"
Jiuzhiche went out to have fun for a few days and is actually starting to miss home.
Compared to before, these past two days have been relatively simple.
He was mainly interested in the fusion of the scarecrow and the soul, so he spent a lot of time observing it.
Simply put, the fusion of ghosts and objects has a certain element of coincidence and compatibility; it is not inevitable.
However, he had grasped the rhythm of the situation, and it wasn't impossible for him to force a match using his mental power.
Unfortunately, this trick wasn't very effective; it only satisfied his curiosity.
As for the souls in the cemetery, he annihilated the evil ones and confirmed their wills for the pure ones.
Those who wish to be reincarnated can undergo a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife; those who wish to remain can stay for about three years.
One cannot have it all.
Three years is the bottom line that Jiu Zhiche left behind.
In the long run, it will also be bad for the health of those ghosts' families.
However, Jiuzhiche purified the ghostly energy on them very well, so it would not have any effect within three years.
The rituals performed to deliver and purify the ghosts yielded a total of 10% initial spirituality and spiritual energy, plus one chance to win a prize—better than nothing.
"Ah Che, come with me!"
As soon as they got home, Loli Tomie pulled Jiuzhi Che out.
Jiuzhiche chuckled, "You lost the game?"
"Neither lost nor won."
Mentioning the game competition, the little girl Tomie's face darkened. "She cheated using her abilities! I'm sure of it!"
"It seems she wrote some kind of code to hack into the game system. If I hadn't..."
At this point, the loli Tomie pouted.
Clearly, she is not innocent either.
"Why don't you drag me over and teach her a lesson?"
"That bitch said you tormented yourself in your dreams for forty-nine days last time. I'm going to compete in this!"
The little girl Tomie stood there fiercely with her hands on her hips; she would have been even cuter if she hadn't said those words.
Jiuzhiche: "Huh?"
"Forty-nine days? That can't be that long, can it?"
Jiuzhi Che touched his chin, trying to recall if he remembered.
The little girl Tomie rolled her eyes at him: "That's not the point. Anyway, I'm going to beat that cheater in over forty-nine days!"
"Why compare this? Why don't you compare who... grew up first?"
"Stare~~~"
Loli Tomie glanced down, then stared resentfully at Kyuichi Che.
"You think it's too small?! Who said small things are cute too?!"
"It's cute, but let's not compete on who can last longer!"
No, you have to go.
Loli Tomie dragged Jiuzhi Che away.