Chapter 26 Holding His Hand The summer night is so beautiful , …​​​​

The summer night is so beautiful . The moon hangs high in the sky without a single cloud . No matter how far you walk , the moon is still bright . It looks at the earth , feels the wind , and waits for birds to fly through the mountains and forests , startling the falling petals .

Bo Yezhu seldom looked up at nights like this . Only when he was in a daze would he occasionally raise his head , and when he couldn't see anything , he would lower it again .

But the Boye family has a tradition , or to be more precise , a tradition targeting priests .

Priests’ weddings are always held in the evening , and after the ceremony , it is nightfall .

" Sunset is when the priest writes the notice and offers sacrifices to the ancestors . This is also the most important part of the ceremony . The tradition has always been that priests are not allowed to perform large -scale sacrifices . " Bo Yezhu looked at the real person and slowly told the story of the ancient family in a clear voice .

He tilted his head , his silver hair drooping . He was a little uncomfortable with his half- long hair . He pulled it back over his shoulders , looked towards the headquarters , and continued , " Demon Slayer Corps , that 's where the Kamikaze family held their marriage , right ? I remember seeing a lot of changes here . "

" Master , do you know ? Those who don't belong to this era will eventually have to go back . "

" What- - "​

Bo Ye Zhu pursed her lips and smiled , looking at his face . His orange eyes were calm , yet seemed to conceal some turbulent waves . The young man 's eyes flickered . " Whether you are an ordinary person or something else , this world has not yet recognized you . You can't stay here for long . "

It’s just that the way of going back is not so beautiful .

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a life-or-death situation .

As her fingertips brushed across the skin at the corner of her lips , Bo Ye Zhu seemed to be lost in thought , as if recalling something .

The real person came back to his senses , opened his mouth , but didn't know what to say . It was as if the roles had been reversed in an instant . He had always been thinking about protecting Bo Yezhu , but now facing the young man 's calm and gentle eyes , he became the bird imprisoned in the cage .

His master looked at him with a smile in his eyes .

With a wave of the hand , he wanted to flap his wings to rub against the slender fingertips .

Bo Yezhu approached him and raised his hand , and he bent down as well . The two men were so close that their breaths intertwined . He could see the young man's delicate cheeks , which were glowing with health .

" You are lucky to have met me . "​

His gentle sigh stirred up turbulent waves . His gray -blue eyes were like the sea surface under dark clouds , with undulating waves . The real person said nothing and put his arms around his waist .

A gentle kiss brushed across the stitches on the cursed spirit 's face .

Bo Ye Zhu leaned on his shoulder , her silver hair hanging down , and her long , different-colored eyelashes covering the strange light in her eyes .

Whether it is a cursed spirit or an outsider , since they have decided to be together , he will definitely clear away the obstacles .

In this world , his growth has deviated , and there are some things he hasn't had time to know yet . But it doesn't matter . In the final days , he will make foolproof guarantees .

— —At any cost .​

The next day , Bo Yezhu woke up very early . The white bedding was filled with warmth , making him reluctant to get up .

He was stunned for a moment , sat up , and subconsciously touched his right ear . When he touched the slightly cool earlobe , he regained consciousness .

He let out a long sigh , closed his eyes , and got up to wash up .

The feeling of all the memories coming back is really uncomfortable , it really affects my mood . Standing in front of the bathroom sink , looking down at the blurry reflection on the water , Bo Ye Zhu thought .

There were gradually more and more people outside , it must be time for the team members to train .

He glanced outside , gathered his things , walked out of the bathroom , and headed towards the room .

The road was not far , and he soon arrived at the door . He put his hand on the door handle of his room , and suddenly glanced at the room of the real person next to him . He stared for a few seconds before retracting his gaze and pushing the door open to go in .

Almost at the same time as he closed the door , he heard footsteps in the corridor . His palm on the door handle paused , and he did not close the door completely .

Soon , the master opened the door and came in . When he saw Bo Yezhu , his eyebrows curved and he said , " We can leave today . "

He showed great enthusiasm and tried his best to keep a faint smile on his face . If Bo Yezhu was a serious sorcerer , he would be able to see at a glance that the cursed power around the cursed spirit seemed to be about to collapse in the next second .

Bo Ye Zhu watched him quickly clean up the room , raised his hand , and rubbed the small scabbed wound on his lip with his fingertips . The touch of the hard object was obvious , but not painful .

He deliberately stood to one side of the room . When the real person asked him if he needed to bring a few more sets of clothes , he shook his head : " I won't be gone for long . I'll probably be back in a day or two . One set will be enough . "

The real person looked at him and said , " Is n't the Azhu family very far away ? "

" No , it 's in Kyoto . " Bo Ye Zhu bent down , picked up the red umbrella leaning against the corner , turned it , and his eyes fell on the patterns on the first turn .

In less than half an hour , Zhenren had already packed his luggage , closed and locked the door . He looked at Bo Yezhu , who was holding a red umbrella , and said , " Okay , let's go . "

The silver-haired young man was holding a red umbrella , just like the young man in the illusion , except that there was another person beside him .

When they walked out into the sun , they had come out early and could see mist swirling in the distance . Bo Yezhu sighed , " What wonderful weather ! "

" Azhu is in a good mood . " Zhenren looked at him and said .

Walking out of the headquarters , there were grass everywhere on the road , mixed with unknown wild flowers . The morning dew covered the dark green grass leaves , reflecting the two figures passing by .

" Because it's so rare to see such a beautiful morning . " Bo Ye Zhu said lightly , switching the umbrella to the other hand . " I always tend to oversleep in the mornings . There's really nothing I can do about it . "

He looked towards a purple- covered forest not far away and asked curiously , " Is that ... wisteria over there ? " He knew that ghosts hated wisteria , and there were many wisteria flowers near the headquarters , which looked like a dream .

The real person nodded . " That 's Fujikiyama , where the Demon Slayer Corps recruits their members . "

He explained the rules of the final selection , and Bo Ye Zhu listened carefully . When he reached the fork in the road , he looked in the direction of Teng Xishan again .

" What a cruel selection . "​

The young man stopped and looked at the car slowly approaching in front of him . It was pulled by animals in a primitive way . He muttered something , but the real person didn't hear it clearly .

He was looking at the person driving the car , his pupils shrank , and he almost uncontrollably turned his head to the side , his gaze falling on Bo Ye Zhu , who looked normal .

Urobe Nagisa was holding a red umbrella . He was wearing a kimono today . The light grey outer garment was embroidered with small flowers . The one on the real person was very similar to his .

" Young Master . " The man stopped the car , greeted Bo Yezhu , and handed over two tickets .​​

" Let's go . Hopefully we can get back before sunset , so we don't have to wait until the next day . " Bo Ye Zhu took the ticket and said to Zhenren .

Zhenren 's face was already a little pale , and he wanted to say something but stopped himself . However , when he met Bo Yezhu 's eyes , he still sat silently beside Bo Yezhu .

For the first time, he doubted whether what he experienced was reality or an illusion ... But the cursed spirit 's sensitivity to souls would never deceive him , including the souls of all the people he met , their souls would not deceive him .

Zhu Ling raised his head and glanced at the coachman . His movements were seen by the people around him . Bo Yezhu just looked at him quietly without saying anything or explaining .​​

They remained in an eerie silence all the way out of the city . The driver stopped , and Bo Ye Zhu jumped out and said to Zhenren , " Let 's change cars . "

He led the real person toward a car parked on the side of the road . The real person 's voice echoed in his head : " Is this the car from the illusion ? "

Standing by the car door , the driver quickly came over and opened the door for them . Bo Ye Zhu did not answer him immediately until the real person got into the car , closed the door , and started the car .

He then said , " Master , do you think that was just an illusion ? "

The real person was silent for a moment , then looked at Bo Ye Zhu with a sidelong glance : " I am sure they are all fictional . "

" But it 's all real now , is n't it ? "​

Bo Ye Zhu : " There is no need to question the reality of where you are , Zhenren . "

His soft voice said : " Believe in yourself . "​

The scenery outside the car window passed by . They walked half a circle outside the city before turning onto the road heading to the station . Bo Ye Zhu looked out the window and could see some vendors setting up stalls .

There were a lot of people at the station , and Zhenren nervously grabbed his wrist , afraid that he would be separated by the crowd .

Bo Yezhu followed his steps and got on the car smoothly . The two of them sat together , and Zhenren sat opposite him .

A red umbrella leaned against the wall of the carriage .

The silver-haired young man glanced sideways at the hustle and bustle outside the window , and after a moment he retracted his gaze and looked at the real person .

" Hello again . " His voice was so soft that it seemed to be invisible .

The train started moving slowly . There were not many people in their carriage . Some were reading newspapers or sleeping , and some were whispering to each other .

As the carriage passed through the woods , flickering shadows suddenly flashed across the carriage . Bo Yezhu sat on the side where the sunlight was shining , and his eyes and eyebrows became unclear .

" What does the real person want to ask ? "

The blue- haired curse spirit was silent , looking seriously at Bo Ye Zhu opposite him . It was a familiar scene , the same seat , but it was very different .

The bright summer sun was about to fall into the carriage , and Bo Yezhu was completely shrouded in light . He had to lower his eyes to avoid the glaring light .

Their luggage was right next to them .​

They were traveling to a faraway place , and it was a special journey .

The real person sat in the shadows , his eyes never moving away . He spoke , his tone indescribably dull : " You are hiding from me . "

Bo Yezhu paused for a second , as if he hadn't expected him to say that , and then quickly apologized : " I 'm sorry . "

" Don't hide it from me , okay ? "

Those gray- blue eyes held an emotion that made Bo Ye Zhu afraid to look into . Zhenren whispered , " We are together . You are Ah Zhu , no matter what the time is . "

As the train entered the tunnel , the view suddenly darkened . The small light above his head lit up . Bo Ye Zhu raised his face , his eyebrows and eyes illuminated by the soft light . The young man's superior bone structure was not affected by the environment at all .

There was a glint in his eyes .

" Don't worry , we will all be fine . " The sunlight fell back into the seat , and Bo Yezhu stretched out his white and slender hand , with pink knuckles and palms , crossing the boundary between yin and yang .

The real person shook his hand .

The temperature of the human body was transmitted , and Bo Yezhu stared at the clasped hands .

He raised his head , smiled, and said to the real person , " It 's too bright here . You should sit over there . I can hardly open my eyes . "

" The Curse Spirit 's vision should n't be affected by light , right ? "