Chapter 25 The same crazy god will guide you . … …​​​

God will guide you .​

Zhenren looked at his lover . If it weren't for the vivid memories of yesterday 's events , he would have thought that Bo Yezhu had never lost his memory .

It was a wonderful feeling , as if the real person 's heart was swelling up . A faint smile appeared on his face , and he whispered his thoughts .

Bo Yezhu tilted his head and talked about something else .​​​

" If the real person is not human , how does he maintain his current appearance ? "

" Is it a ghost ? Or a spirit ? " Bo Ye Zhu curiously held his hand . It felt no different from a human's , and even had temperature . If you felt it carefully , it seemed that there were blood vessels beating under the skin .

The Immortal shook his head , pondered for a moment , and then said , " To be precise , it 's a curse born from the hatred between people . When negative emotions accumulate to a certain level , a curse is born . "

" Curses are also divided into different levels , but it's the sorcerer 's division . The vast majority of curses are unconscious . "

Bo Yezhu listened to this word with hesitation in his eyes. Due to his perspective , the real person did not notice his abnormality and continued to explain the origin of the curse spirit .

Different from the vengeful ghosts in strange stories , and also different from the man -eating ghosts that the Demon Slayer Corps wants to kill , cursed spirits appear from scratch and have no such thing as souls .

If it is a cursed spirit transformed from a real person , that is another matter .

The fleeting sense of familiarity made Bo Ye Zhu hesitate for a moment , but he attributed it to his body 's own memory . After all, this was definitely not the first time he had heard it , so it was normal to feel familiar .

When the real person said that ordinary people could n't see the cursed spirit , Bo Yezhu became even more curious : " Then how did we meet ? Can I see the real person ? "

" right . "

" Hmm ? Am I a sorcerer too ? "​

The real person was stunned , looked at Bo Ye Zhu , and paused before saying , " A Zhu , there should be no signs of the technique awakening . "

It's not like he hadn't thought about this problem before , but he had been secretly paying attention to it for a long time . There was no sign of Bo Ye Zhu awakening his technique , but he could indeed see the real person in the cursed spirit state .

Moreover , he could not see the other cursed spirits transformed by the real person .

The real person could n't understand what was going on and could only attribute it to Boye Zhu 's special physique .

As for how he transformed from the cursed spirit state to his current state , the real person told Bo Ye Zhu everything , although it was only from his perspective .

When he heard about the blood- painted umbrella , Bo Ye Zhu opened his eyes wide and said blankly , " Well , I really didn't care at that time . Actually , there is a better solution . "

The real person frowned upon hearing this and asked , " Is that method still harmful ? "

" As for harm , I'm not sure if it counts , considering the real person is n't human , " Bo Ye Zhu muttered . " There were records in the past that the life of the person offering the painting was linked to the life of the priest , but previous generations of priests offered the painting directly to the gods . Humans and gods ca n't age the same , so it only extended the lifespan of humans . "

Zhenren : " I have n't seen these in the books in your study . "

The headquarters was right in front of them . The two men walked in and happened to meet the team members who had just returned from training . Zhenren took a look and found that Water Pillar Tomioka Giyu was standing not far away , holding the Nichirin Sword and wondering what he was thinking .

After noticing the gaze , Tomioka Giyu looked over and found that it was the two familiar people again , then he silently withdrew his gaze .

Bo Yezhu was slightly surprised that the real person had actually looked at the books in his study . After all, there were many kinds of books in the study , and he used to like to place them randomly . Many books might have been damaged because he didn't place them carefully .

He was not sure what the real person belonged to in the umbrella 's identification . Perhaps he would have to go back to his tribe to find out .

He understood that painting umbrellas came at a price , and by the time the craft reached his generation , it was no longer a requirement . But it sounded like he 'd painted someone just a few years ago , having just met them . It was really ...

Eager .​

Bo Yezhu thought about it over and over again in his mind , and finally came up with this word .

It 's really hard to imagine - Bo Ye Zhu turned his head to look at the real person , and met the pair of beautiful gray-blue eyes . The other party smiled at him . He paused and looked away again - in fact , it was not that hard to imagine .

The real person asked him , " What's wrong ? "

Bo Ye Zhu was still shy and said slowly , " Nothing , I was just thinking about the umbrella ... By the way , have you ever been to the Bo Ye family ? "

" No. "​

" Does the Demon Slayer Corps have a holiday ? Let 's find time to go back , " Nagisa Uroba looked ahead , controlling her gaze from wandering to the side , and trying to keep her tone normal . " There 's probably more to this than meets the eye with the umbrella . "

The real person 's heart was immediately attracted by him , and he asked nervously , " But you have never told me this before . "

Bo Ye Zhu was silent for a moment , thinking about it for a moment . Just looking at the red umbrella , he felt that if it were his current self , he probably would n't tell the real person .

Of course , he had his own purpose in asking Zhenren to visit the tribe .

The two of them walked into the corridor of the accommodation area and soon arrived in front of their room . Bo Ye Zhu looked at Zhenren and said , " Go to your room . "

The real person 's room looked the same as it did during the day. Everything was tidy and the door was half closed . The real person asked him , " Would you like some water ? "

Bo Ye Zhu shook his head , indicating that he was not thirsty , and he had something more important to say to Zhenren now .

Looking at the serious expression on the silver-haired young man's face , the real person felt his heart tighten , fearing that Bo Yezhu would say that the broken umbrella would shorten his life .

He was always afraid of Bo Yezhu 's departure .

The tense atmosphere made it almost impossible for him to breathe , and Bo Ye Zhu was staring at him . Although the young man 's expression was calm , Zhenren felt more and more dizzy .

" Let 's go back to our clan in the next two days . It's a bit far , Master . " Bo Yezhu said .

" It's okay . If you 're in a hurry , I have a way . " The real person replied immediately .

A hint of bewilderment stained his usually composed face . Bo Ye Zhu leaned against the edge of the table , finally remembering to reassure him : " It 's not dangerous . After all, real people are n't human , so the other rule should n't apply . "

" If the person in the painting is an ordinary person without any achievements , the priest will sign a contract with that person ... It seems that it says that from then on , they will have a relationship of life and death together , but in order to eliminate the causal karma brought by the umbrella , the two of them must do good deeds together . " Bo Ye Zhu tapped the edge of the table with his fingertips .

He suddenly remembered something and leaned closer to the real person : " Is n't the level of the real person lower than that of ordinary people ? "

The real person remained silent . He did n't know this either , but the curse spirit 's words ...

Bo Ye Zhu continued , " Well , it 's not a big problem . I'll find a way to solve it when I get back . " He smiled and asked , " Do you have a pen and paper here ? "

Zhenren went to get him paper and pen . Bo Yezhu sat at the table , holding the pen and thinking for a while , then quickly put pen to paper .

What he wrote was a kind of symbol unique to the Boye family , mixed in with the text , which would be confusing to people outside the family . Boye Zhu wrote very quickly and finished half a page in no time .

After writing the last symbol , he signed his name , placed the pen on the table , looked up to meet the real person 's gaze , and smiled calmly : " Are you surprised ? "

" Azhu 's handwriting wasn't so neat before . " The real person looked at him , but there was no mistake about the soul of the person in front of him , it was exactly the appearance of Boye Zhu .

The cursed spirit was a little confused , but still tended to believe his lover .

While waiting for the ink to dry , Bo Ye Zhu also looked at him . His beautiful orange- yellow eyes reflected the appearance of the curse spirit . Zhenren always felt that there was something else in those eyes , but he could never grasp it .

" I won't joke about my body . " There was a smile in Bo Ye Zhu's eyes , a peaceful smile . The light shone on his eyebrows , and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of soft color .

He glanced at the paper , then rolled it up . The real person found a thin rope and tied it up for him . Looking at the young man's skillful movements , the real person's eyes flashed .

Bo Yezhu glanced out the window , then stood up and said , " I 'm going to go out for a while . "

" Azhu , are you going to deliver a letter ? " Zhenren recognized the pattern he drew on the back of the paper . It was the seal of the Bo Ye family .

" Yes , can the carrier pigeon fly over here ? "​

The real person just said that letters from the Boye family had been delivered to him before , but he had never seen him write a letter to send out . No , there was one time , but that time he called the Crow .

No one knows where the crow from Boyezhu has gone .

The two of them walked out of the accommodation area . Bo Yezhu looked at the surrounding buildings and asked , " I need to find an open space . "

So they walked out of the headquarters and came to an open space near the outskirts .

The moon was on the branches , and the sky was cloudless tonight . Boyezhu raised his head , raised his hand and blew a long whistle .

The strange tone was completely different from the whistle of ordinary people . His whistle was long and continuous , like a low song in the night , but without too much ups and downs .

After blowing three times in a row , a large gray bird appeared in the night sky and swooped down .

" I didn't expect it was you . " Bo Ye Zhu raised his arm , letting the big bird land on his arm , and murmured .

The real person stood behind him and watched his actions . The silver-haired young man touched the feathers on the big bird's head , then let the big bird stand on the stone next to it , bent down and tied the paper roll to its legs .

" Go ahead . "

As soon as he finished speaking , the big gray bird flapped its wings and flew up . It was so fast that it disappeared from sight in a short while .

Bo Yezhu watched it fly away , heard footsteps behind him , withdrew his gaze , turned around and looked at the real person .

He knew what the real person wanted to ask , but he interrupted him before he could say anything : " Real person , do you remember where I was going after leaving Tokyo in the illusion ? "

The real person didn't know that when he was standing in the yard , he vaguely heard Bo Yezhu talking to the driver , but he didn't hear clearly what they were saying . At that distance , as a cursed spirit , he should n't be unable to hear clearly , but he just could n't hear clearly .

He shook his head : " I followed Azhu all the way to the station . "

Hearing his words , Bo Ye Zhu pursed his lips and smiled , his brows visibly showing happiness . He immediately touched the tip of his nose as if trying to hide it . Under the moonlight , his earlobes were a little red .

" I was going back to the tribe that day to take over the responsibilities of the next generation of priests . " Bo Ye Zhu said slowly , his hands behind his back . " There was another reason . The tribe priest said I had a marriage this year and asked me to go back and record it . "

Marriage ? The real person 's eyes sharpened . In that illusion , Bo Ye Zhu didn't recognize him at all . Where did this marriage come from ? In Tokyo Prefecture ? Or in the Bo Ye clan ?

Bo Yezhu watched his face suddenly darken , a faint smile between her brows : " But priests are destined to be alone in their lives , so how can they have a marriage ? "

Priests do not rely on blood inheritance . God's gift will randomly fall on the descendants of a certain generation . The priests of all generations , both male and female , have no relatives or friends in their lives .

Becoming a priest is not an election within the family , but is destined from the moment of birth .

" At the age of twenty - one or twenty- two , successive priests began to be painted . In the past , they were painted for the emperor or the shogun . The Ushiba family gained great status and power , but in the past hundred years , things have changed . "

" Priests now have more choices , but the divinely appointed priests have n't appeared for a long time . It was n't until my birth that the priest lineage was continued . From now on , I will definitely have a place within the Boye clan . "

Bo Ye Zhu looked at Zhenren and called his name softly .​​

Those gray-blue eyes were also looking at Bo Ye Zhu , and the real person was quietly waiting for his next words .

" Accompany me back to the tribe tomorrow . "​

His gentle eyes and calm words seemed to hold immense power : " I 'm adding another layer of leverage to your existence . "​​​​​

The real person spoke , his voice a little dry : " What is that ? "

Bo Yezhu looked at him , bathing in the moonlight , and seemingly in the warm sunshine . The corners of his smiling lips did not move . A breeze blew , and wisteria petals that came from nowhere brushed past his face and fell at his feet .

As a teenager , Bo Ye Zhu only thought that by painting a real person , he could keep the real person in the world forever , allowing him to come into contact with humans and walk among the people .

But real people still need an " identity " to exist in the world .

He must be a legal resident of this world .

He gambled the fate of his line of priests , entered his name together with the real person 's name in the book , and reported it to the gods , so that the real person 's existence could be truly justified .

He laughed at Bo Yezhu for being too impulsive when he was young , but in fact he was also full of madness and was willing to give in .

In the quiet night , he grabbed the real person 's wrist , just as the real person had grabbed him countless times in this time and space . The young man 's voice echoed in the curse spirit 's ears : " Let's go back and get married . "