Chapter 32 You should have some pity on me too . I am carrying ...

A warm hand was placed on his shoulder . Tanjiro was startled and looked up to meet a pair of gentle eyes like glass beads .​

" Go find your sister first . " Bo Yezhu smiled , withdrew his hand , and watched the boy's back as he hurried away .

Fujiwara Tomokazu was also looking at Tanjiro 's back , with a wave in his gloomy eyes .

He looked back at Bo Ye Zhu , as if trying to confirm something , and said , " Where's your umbrella ? "

As soon as he said this , he could n't help but look at the cursed spirit beside Bo Yezhu , but he was just an ordinary person now , and he couldn't see anything by staring at a real person .

There weren't many people in this area , so it was possible that Fujiwara Tomokazu had his servants clear the area .

Bo Yezhu looked at the young man in black robe with complicated eyes . Although he was an adult , his overly thin figure still could not get rid of his childishness .

He also noticed Bo Yezhu 's look , and the restlessness that almost touched his soul surged again . He frowned , and his tone was incomprehensible : " Are you disappointed ? "​​​​

That look ... ... does he have memories of the past ?​

" Zhiyi , let 's go now . " Bo Yezhu sighed softly . " I used to think you were courting death , but now it seems it 's destined . "​

The soul is no longer the original Zhiyi , and his previous speculations have become empty words .​

They stood at the entrance of the alley , Fujiwara Tomoichi stood not far from them , the night light fell on the black robe , empty and covering nothing .

Fujiwara Tomoichi tried to smile , but the curve of his lips would n't come up . He stared at Uroha Nagisa intently , the dark red in his eyes becoming more and more obvious , and something seemed to flicker in his eyes . Finally, he could only say with a cold face : " I don't believe there is no way . "

Then he got back into the car and slammed the door shut .​

" The last time I saw Zhiyi , I didn't expect it would be the last time we saw each other . "

Bo Yezhu pressed his temples , feeling his memory was a little confused . He looked up at Zhenren , who was looking worried , and smiled slightly . " It 's okay , my memory is just a little confused . " He looked up and glanced around . " Shall we go first ? "

The real person pursed his lips and said after a moment , " He has a strong ghost aura ... At least he must have seen Muzan today . "

Bo Yezhu did n't say anything , but just took Zhenren 's hand . The two of them walked out tacitly , and only after they left that area did they slow down their pace .

Perhaps it was because he was holding the hand of a real person that Bo Yezhu felt a little more at ease and he carefully sorted out his thoughts .

He recalled the scene of meeting Fujiwara Tomokazu two years ago . At that time , Tomokazu was fifteen or sixteen years old , and his body was full of rebellious thorns . He was also very dissatisfied with Usugaba Nagisa joining the Demon Slayer Corps , and thought that the Demon Slayer Corps was not a serious place to go .

Things have changed . He looked up and saw the intersection ahead . It looked familiar . The real person was also looking there , his brows relaxed . " We're near home . "

" This place feels a bit strange . " Bo Ye Zhu looked at the houses on both sides .

" Because it's in the back and there aren't many vendors , it's normal that you don't come here often . "

As the immortal was speaking , his eyes suddenly moved slightly and he looked towards the dim house .

Urobe Nagisa also looked over , his eyes changed slightly . His eyesight was very good , and he saw Tanjiro 's figure flash by in the depths of the road , and then quickly disappeared into the wall ?

His expression became serious : " Is that blood demon art ? " This could n't be his hallucination . Was Tanjiro chasing a demon ?​​​​

The real person looked at that spot intently , then after remembering which scene this was , he shook his head and said , " It won't do him any harm . Let's go . "

As for the subsequent battles with ghosts , he would not sit idle and get involved .

He was more concerned about the changes in Fujiwara Tomokazu .

The soul ... is different .​

Bo Ye Zhu : " Zhenzhen has also discovered that his soul is different . "​​​

" Yes , I saw two souls . " A hint of doubt flashed in the Zhenren 's eyes . Although he had prepared himself mentally that Fujiwara Tomokazu might be a time traveler , this was the first time he had seen two souls in one body .

No , he had seen it before - Upper Six , and the same thing happened to the Gifutaro siblings .

But it is obvious that Fujiwara Tomokazu 's situation is different from theirs .

He turned his head to look at Bo Ye Zhu : " Can Zhu see it too ? "

" I can't see him , but he gives me a different feeling , but he 's still very familiar . "

Bo Yezhu fell into deep thought . The two of them did not rush home but strolled along the path . The night wind was a little chilly , blowing his sleeves and flowing into his sleeves . He subconsciously shrank his skin .

Realizing something , he tilted his head back and looked at the moon above his head .

The moon that I often see , its cold afterglow falls into the clouds and flows into the earth . At night , it gazes at the world every moment , rising as usual and setting as usual .

No matter which time and space .

Something seemed to flash through Bo Ye Zhu 's mind . He was stunned and stopped .​​

The clasped hands suddenly tightened , and he pursed his lips . A real person 's voice rang in his ears : " What's wrong ? "

Silence followed . Bo Yezhu opened his mouth , struggling to form his words . After a while , he finally said , " I 'm wondering ... are the memories I saw something that happened , or are they— "

He looked at the real person , his eyes somewhat bewildered : " What will happen in the future . "

The cursed spirit looked down at him , its gray-blue eyes seeming to conceal an ocean . Their clasped hands entangled even tighter , leaving barely a sliver of space between them . The real person said , " Azhu , let's just talk about the present . "

The cursed spirit , who feared an unpredictable future , now comforted his lover with a gentle voice : " No matter what the past was like , or what the future holds , we are only talking about the present . "

Everything they are experiencing now is real .​

Whether it is a parallel world or Tianyin 's prophecy , the palms they hold now , the heartbeats that beat together , and the resonance of the slightly trembling souls are the real things they are experiencing .

Bo Yezhu saw the reflection of his own panicked face in those gray - blue eyes .

" Let 's go home . " He looked away .

This place is not far from the yard , you just need to take a detour .

The yard had been briefly cleaned . Because we were staying overnight , the owner had left a small lamp on . The dim light in the window looked like a firefly .

The air was a little dry , and Bo Yezhu felt his lips and tongue were dry .

The sound of music could be faintly heard in the distance . It was a bit cold on the quiet summer night , but not cold enough to light a fire to keep warm .

Zhenren turned on the light . He had boiled some water before going out . Now the temperature had dropped to the point where it was just drinkable .

Bo Ye Zhu did not return to his room , but went to the study . Although the study was no longer a study in the traditional sense , it was filled with a lot of messy things .

He sat down at the table , tore off a piece of paper , and wanted to touch a pen , but found that all the pens in the house had been taken to the headquarters .

There are also a few crude pencils , but they can be used for writing .

The young man had a somewhat cold expression , and he seemed to be scribbling on the paper , making some marks and dots .

The real person walked in with brewed tea and saw Bo Yezhu working at the desk . He felt as if he was in the courtyard a few years ago .

" What are you writing ? " The immortal watched him constantly tidy up his hanging hair , put the teacup on the table , and looked at his hands .

I was thinking in my heart whether I should trim my sideburns , but it does n't have much of an impact normally . It's just that Bo Yezhu likes to get close when writing , so the sideburns always slide down .

Bo Ye Zhu muttered : " I 'm drawing . "

The real person took a look at the scribbles on his paper and fell silent .

However, based on his understanding of Bo Ye Zhu , he was able to recognize that one of the unidentified figures was himself - because that figure had several suture lines drawn on it .

Looking at Bo Ye Zhu's unstoppable movements , Zhenren suddenly frowned . The picture on the paper that was gradually being completed , although rough and funny , could still reveal many problems .

It was a moonlit night .

There are ghosts . Bo Yezhu marked them with characters . There are at least two of them , standing in a high place ... probably high place , which can also be understood as far away .

Then there were many people standing , their bodies like matchsticks , with certain parts of their bodies circled and then crossed out .

When drawing the suture line representing the real person , Bo Yezhu got stuck . After a long while, he hesitated and put a big cross on the entire little man representing the real person .

" Not really . " He said suddenly .​​

The real person paused and looked at the picture with messy lines .

Bo Yezhu took the teacup and took a big gulp of tea . He did n't know why his lips and tongue were so dry . It might be because of the excessive heat in his heart .

There was a slight throbbing pain in the solar plexus , which often occurred after the exchange of techniques . Bo Yezhu pressed it , and after it was slightly relieved , he breathed a sigh of relief .

He stared blankly at the picture he had drawn , a look of melancholy on his face . Holding the slightly cold teacup , he said to the real person , " No matter what , the final picture will be like this . "

" Will fate remain unchanged as long as that Zhi appears ? "​

He took another sip of tea , and his dry and chapped lips were immediately moistened by the water , turning them red . When he opened and closed his lips , he could see a small piece of white teeth and an even redder tip of his tongue .

The real person stood next to him , and his eyes moved away from the paper because of his actions and fell on the opening and closing lips . The curse spirit thought for a moment , bent down and kissed him on the lips . Bo Ye Zhu did not refuse .

But he had something more important to say , so he stopped the real person from moving forward . Looking at the face so close to him , he continued, " If I had n't joined the Demon Slayer Corps , I would n't know what all that meant ... "

He covered the lower half of the real person's face as he came closer . The real person looked at him , and the next second , he felt his palm being licked .

His hand loosened immediately out of shock , and the real person supported the table with one hand , and his body almost covered Bo Yezhu .

The silver-haired young man's ears turned red , and he looked like a cat with its fur standing on end . The real person said innocently , " It's not dirty if you cover my hand . "

" That won't work either ! "

The skin on the palm of my hand is too sensitive . No , it’s not that it’s sensitive , but rather that when that skin touches the slightly moist tip of my tongue , it instantly stimulates the brain and then spreads to the whole body .

Bo Ye Zhu said angrily : " Why don't you listen to me ? "

The real person sighed : " Are you trying to say that Fujiwara Tomokazu has become a ghost ? "

" How do you know ? " Bo Yezhu opened his eyes wide . This was something he had just dug out from those broken fragments of memory .

His slender fingertips tapped the paper , and he lowered his eyes and said calmly , " Besides the fact that Muzan took away his memories , I ca n't imagine why the Demon Slayer Corps lost so miserably . "

If fate , if the plot , can really restore the original direction , then the Demon Slayer Corps will definitely win .​​

Just like after the plot officially begins , the people around them begin to come alive , while the real people used to look like a group of puppets with headbands , dull and mechanical .

Otherwise, he would n't have been lying low with Bo Ye Zhu in the Demon Slayer Corps for so long . Even the Bo Ye family and the Kamisaki family have both turned a blind eye to Bo Ye Zhu .

Is n't the plot he has always known his destined fate ?​​

" You pay too much attention to Fujiwara Tomokazu . " Zhenren leaned over and said in his ear .

" Maybe he has appeared in your world too many times , but now , you have me . " He looked down .​​

Bo Yezhu 's Adam's apple tightened , his body suddenly tensed up , a slight tingling sensation came from somewhere on his sensitive skin , and he had to put down the teacup in a panic .

The tea set made a soft sound when it hit the table , and the splashing water smudged a corner of the paper .

" I have nothing left , you should have some pity on me . " The aggrieved words had nothing to do with his careless actions .