Chapter 93: Infinite City Construction Plan (3) The moon gradually...
As the moonlit night deepened, the wind grew colder and colder. Two or three fallen leaves swirled around and landed on the ground. They were then crushed into the mud by boots, becoming nutrients for the next spring equinox.
The black and purple robe was originally dull, but the young man had overly eye-catching golden hair, which was casually tied into a high ponytail. The long hair was blown by the wind, and the strands of hair on his temples also flew around randomly, revealing his overly handsome face.
Her facial features were impeccable, and her skin was extremely pale. Such a face would have been outstanding in any era, but her purple eyes were deep, without any light shining through, which weakened her fragility and made her look a bit more cold and stern.
[Where are you going?] The system's electronic voice rang out.
Suzuki Kawa looked ahead. It was a vast expanse of weeds, bent down by the wind, and a low wall could be vaguely seen.
He had just come from the wilderness.
"Visiting relatives." He thought for a moment and answered the system.
The system crashed, and then he walked to the edge of the low wall, quickly climbed over it, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Suzuki Chuan ignored the system, looked around, and muttered, "The weeds here seem to be getting thicker. I remember weeding them last time I was here... Could it be that they haven't been taken care of in the past few years?"
The young man looked down at the grass that had grown up to his thighs. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but it felt a little prickly. He quickened his pace and left the corner.
Behind the low wall, one can see undulating tombstones and weeds everywhere. In another corner, a crooked tree has lost all its leaves, and a bird's nest can be seen between the branches.
Suzuki Kawa spent a long time browsing the item store and finally found what he wanted. He happily chose to buy it. The next second, something similar to a food box appeared in his hand.
[You're quite well prepared.] The system said abruptly, looking at the "Sacrificial Supplies Package A" he had redeemed.
Suzuki Chuan walked forward with ease, and upon hearing this, he chuckled, "After all, I haven't been here for so many years. I thought I could stop by next door to pay my respects to Yan Sheng's mother."
He stopped in front of a fairly clean tombstone. The words engraved on it were a little blurry, but the general idea could be made out.
The types of props produced by the system are generally very complete, but Suzuki Kawa exchanged for the simplest A set meal, which contained only a plate of fruit, a stack of paper money and a bunch of incense sticks.
Suzuki Chuan brought out the fruit, took a look, and complained to the system: "Sure enough, apples are the least desirable fruit in the world."
There were only apples and pears in the fruit plate, which was quite heavy to carry, but Suzuki Kawa seemed unaware and placed it easily on the small altar in front of the tombstone.
The Suzuki family usually does not come to the cemetery for worship. There is a shrine built near the cemetery to enshrine their ancestors.
So Suzuki Kawa was not worried at all about anyone coming back here.
The people who look after the cemetery often clean the shrine, but the people at the cemetery like to be lazy.
He squatted down and said to the system, "This package is quite user-friendly. It even comes with a lighter."
The system said: [Don't burn your graveyard. The grass around it is very dry and can catch fire with a spark.]
Suzuki Chuan paused in his action of lighting the fire, thought for a moment, and asked, "Is there no way to prevent these sparks from flying everywhere?"
[I've treasured this windshield for years. Don't pay 998, just 997.8!] The system started selling private goods.
"What's the difference?" Suzuki Kawa was shocked, but he didn't stop and directly transferred 1,000 from his account to the system.
In the past, the system would definitely look down on this amount of money, but things are different now, this is money that came from Suzuki Kawa's hands!
Congratulations!
The system was very touched. Perhaps this is the hardship of starting a business.
The wind shield is actually just a piece of stone. The system says to just put it next to it, and it will automatically deploy a barrier with a range of about one meter, which is enough for Suzuki Kawa to use.
Suzuki Kawa nodded and lit the lighter again. The flame that had been swaying from side to side just now had now become a stable cluster. It seemed that the windproof cover was indeed useful.
He began his own worship ceremony.
The flames were reflected in the purple eyes. Suzuki Kawa squatted down without caring about his image. The incense and candles were already lit in front of him. After putting the paper money together, he hugged his knees and looked at the fire.
The excessively hot temperature quickly spread across the face.
The system wisely quieted down. It used to think that Suzuki Chuan brought Yan Sheng back to worship out of consideration for Yan Sheng's feelings. Now it seems that it was wrong.
“888.”
He rarely called out the system number.
The system hurriedly responded: [I'm here.]
Suzuki Chuan whispered: "I haven't seen my mother for twenty years."
The system was silent. It felt like if it had a physical body, its knee would have been hit by more than 100,000 arrows. It wanted to comfort Suzuki Kawa, but stopped before it could say anything.
Because Suzuki Kawa will have to stay in this era for at least three hundred years.
How should I spend these three hundred years...
What about three hundred years later? Will he die at the hands of the Demon Slayer Corps? Then were these three hundred years just for a death that was already destined, a fate that was already predetermined?
The system was speechless.
It rarely makes choices for Suzuki Kawa, but sometimes it can't help but find the main brain to complain about Suzuki Kawa's weird behavior, but at this moment, what should it say.
The data told him that this was Suzuki Kawa's choice and he did not need to be responsible for it.
But after living together day and night for so many years, it felt that Suzuki Kawa was too lonely.
He came into this era alone.
Whether the process is good or bad, dry or rich, monotonous or colorful, it will all be buried in time, because what they have experienced is the past.
The sparks gradually dimmed, but Suzuki Kawa remained in that position, looking at the ashes on the ground.
He thought of himself many years ago, confident, reckless and full of passion. He was not sure if he still had that kind of energy and the confidence to move forward.
Can I still laugh and joke with my old friends naturally?
The last spark went out, and the ghost's pale cheeks gradually returned to their original cold temperature. Suzuki Kawa stood up, his knees a little stiff, and he stood there.
He said to the system: "These fruits will provide a snack for the animals nearby."
System: [It's almost dawn, you should leave quickly, it's troublesome to stay in the sun.]
Suzuki Kawa responded, but did not go back like he came. Instead, he directly notified Cheng Ji and asked her to teleport him back to Infinite City.
Cheng Ji breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the message from Suzuki Kawa. She felt the speed of time flowing, fearing that Suzuki Kawa would not be able to come back in time. If that happened, she would forcibly open the Infinite City and bring this adult back.
On the corridor, Suzuki Kawa walked ahead and said, "Since three years have passed, have the Demon Slayer Corps made any other moves?"
Shirohime followed him and replied, "It seems that the wisteria forest has been expanded. My Lord, you must be planning to wipe out the Demon Slayer Corps in one fell swoop."
"Just a mob." The young man said lightly, the pressure on him becoming increasingly heavier. As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed a few times, the short coughs were intermittent. He covered his lips and frowned slightly.
But he quickly put his hand down and said to Cheng Ji, "Let's continue expanding the Twelve Crescent Moons. Since the time in Infinite City can be adjusted, we can do it once a year." After a pause, he added, "We can also bring back humans."
Cheng Ji took the order, and Suzuki Kawa's figure disappeared around the corner at the end.
When Cheng Ji was far away from here, the system spoke: [Damn, you subordinate, how come the blood demon art is the infinite city?!]
Suzuki Chuan was puzzled: [What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Infinite City?]
System: [No, that's not right. Infinite City shouldn't appear at this time. When did you recruit your subordinates?]
[Her predecessor was Grandma Suzuki.]
【ah? 】
The system was shocked. Although the old woman believed in Suzuki River, she was obviously cannon fodder. How could there be an infinite city? What about Mingnu? No, could Mingnu be lost by a butterfly?
——The world is not arranged like this for no reason.
It suddenly remembered what the mastermind had warned it about before.
Suzuki Chuan's mention of this sparked his interest, a bit of a show-off: "Jiorhime's Infinite Castle can even adjust the flow of time. Hundreds of years just flew by in a flash!"
The system was silent for a moment, then said to Suzuki Chuan: [Don't you want Yan Sheng to join? ]
Hundreds of years passed in a flash, but in the original novel, Yan Sheng actually practiced swordsmanship for three hundred years and achieved the top-notch Moon Breathing swordsmanship.
Suzuki Kawa was confused: "Of course."
The system was silent, thinking whether to wait until Yan Sheng turned into a ghost.
Turning the corner, as Shirohime's direct superior, Suzuki Kawa naturally also understood the structure of the Infinite City. At this time, he was just taking a walk, walking aimlessly.
Then a figure appeared in front.
The figure was overjoyed when he saw Suzuki Kawa. He trotted over and slid to his knees: "Greetings, sir!"
Suzuki Kawa didn't quite understand why Ando Tsukasa was so polite to him. He nodded and said, "Get up. There's no need to be like this."
Ando Tsukasa got up, his face full of emotion. Their Ogawa was indeed approachable, kind and amiable!
Just as Suzuki Kawa was about to ask him if he knew any other sutures, his brain system started screaming: [He he he he he! Why is it here with you?! ! !]
Um?
Suzuki Kawa's gaze changed slightly as he watched Ando Tsukasa. The system was still screaming, as if it couldn't accept the blow.
He looked at Ando Si and suddenly remembered that he always felt that this boy's voice was very familiar. Then he thought of the system and his complaints, and his expression became subtle for a moment.
But he didn't say anything, he just changed his mind and said to Ando Tsukasa: "How is your blood demon art?"
Ando Tsukasa patted his chest and said, "I dare say that I can beat all the others except the upper ranks!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze.
Suzuki Chuan looked at him, his tone dark, "How do you know about the Upper Ranks? I think I just told Shirohime not long ago?"
Those deep purple eyes stared at Ando Tsukasa. Suzuki Kawa took two steps forward and said, "You know, the future upper rank, right?"
Ando Tsukasa was shocked.
He has been a card-opening anchor in the variety show world for so many years, and the biggest scene he has encountered is that the quarrels in the live broadcast room turned into a world war. When he just found out that the boss of this world was self-promoted, he fainted with happiness.
Until now, I have actually faced Suzuki Kawa.
He poured out everything he knew about the original Demon Slayer novel.
But he had never read the original work, he just opened a lot of cards and knew many characters, such as the Upper Six, especially the top three popular ones. Every time his names came out of his mouth, sweat broke out on his forehead.
Suzuki Kawa looked at him without any expression fluctuation, but he heard a familiar name - Kokushibo.
It's his shikigami.
The atmosphere was extremely tense, and the system that was screaming was as quiet as a chicken.
"Who do you think is suitable to serve under me?"
Ando Tsukasa thought for a moment, then gave a name: "Douma."
He heard that this guy was not afraid of nostalgia.
Suzuki Chuan smiled, patted his shoulder, and said in a neither light nor heavy voice: "Okay, then go and take him back to Infinite City."
"Okay, okay!" Ando Si was slapped several times by him, his body was as hard as a stone, and he answered in a muffled voice.
The corners of black and purple clothes passed by him, and the footsteps faded away. Until he could no longer hear anything, Ando Tsukasa let out a sigh and collapsed to the ground.
Is star chasing so scary?
He pressed his chest. His heart had stopped beating long ago due to death, but the numb feeling still lingered.
After a long time, he stood up with the help of the wall, then remembered what he had promised and his vision went dark.
Is he going to transform Douma into a demon?
ah?
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