There are many years in our lives that are bound by related people. The involvement continues to rise and entangle, gradually becoming a strange inertia. Their life and death and our life and death suddenly become one. Even if some people die, they will live in the depths of our minds, called memories and commemorations.

The memories in everyone's mind are sealed with a huge piece of darkness. This piece of darkness is called a scar and cannot be revealed. Once it is revealed, it will become bloody.

"What did you say!"

Nanako was excited. The excitement and explosion came too suddenly, and she even unconsciously held the hilt of the samurai sword. Yuyu, who was opposite, glanced at her and said, "You can answer my question, yes, or not."

Nanako held the samurai sword tightly, her arms trembled slightly, and her eyes were a little erratic. This was the question she didn't want to answer, because this was the darkest side of her heart, but the scar had been uncovered. Blood had flowed out along the scar, but the other party was still approaching, trying to tear the scar into pieces.

"If you are unwilling to answer, the consequences of keeping silent will be considered a lie, so I'll remind you. Don't be able to shake the house in a while and you lose the second chance to lie.

Nanako was still silent. She didn't want to answer. The house began to shake slightly. This was a warning. The house would soon shake violently. At this time, Nanako realized that the kindness that the other party had just pretended was actually a kind of deception, but it just didn't lie. It did not mean that there was no deception in his heart. It was to sarcastically die.

"Nanako, Nanako..."

The other party was still urging her, and the shaking of the house became even more intense. At this moment, Nanako raised her head and said calmly: "Yes."

It was a very simple word, but when she said this, the shaking of the house ended, but she felt as if she had been stripped naked and stood naked in front of the other side, as if she would be knocked down anytime and anywhere, and her naked body was covered with blood.

"You asked me."

Yuyu was still pretending, but his malice had already come to his face. Nanako raised his head and said, "You want to kill me. Do you?"

In simple terms, the relationship between two people should be directly clarified.

"yes."

The other party answered without hesitation, and even the smile on his face had never changed.

"Can you tell me how you killed your grandma?"

Yuyu really seized this matter and refused to let go. This battle without swords and smoke gradually became vicious. The danger here is no less than any shocking battle. Every word of the other party seems to have taken Nanako's life, and Nanako is now in an absolute passive state.

The scar in the memory has been uncovered, but the other party ruthlessly stabbed it in, carrying blood and pain. Nanako lowered his head and pondered for a long time. The house vibrated again, as if he was wandering at the critical moment of life and death. Some people belonged to the kind of person who would rather die than tell their secrets, and Nanako was such a person. (Novel

"That was about seven years ago, in winter, my grandmother and I lived in a dilapidated shrine in Hokkaido. It was the deep mountains of Hokkaido. Because my grandmother insisted on not imparting the body movements of divine heart to outsiders, not only did our lives become very embarrassing, but also angered many so-called upper-class people. These people hoped that my grandmother would pass on her magical body skills to their subordinates. That shrine was the residence of a grandmother's old friend before her death. After her death, the shrine gradually declined, and my grandmother moved in after getting the consent of the other child. In winter, it was very cold. I remember that my grandmother always carried me into the mountains to pick up firewood. Because of her practice for many years, her body was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Memory.

Inside, she was wearing a black kimono, very thin, but wrapped me tightly, afraid that I would be frozen. But this kind of life was not dull, because we became particularly happy when we were together. Because there were no gods in the shrine, some monsters and demons often came to visit, but they did not hurt me. I even became friends with the raccoons and fox spirits around me. As spring approached, the first guest to visit was Junko Muliang. She said that she became the minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and hoped that my grandma and my grandma would move to Tokyo. Under the protection of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, no one would hurt us, and our lives could also get better, and no one would force my grandma to teach the skills of divine flow.

Grandma was very happy at that time. Sister Junko left a sum of money and some daily necessities before returning to Tokyo. Grandma also started practicing my sword practice and urged me to learn the body movement of spiritual flow as soon as possible. I learned very quickly, but also caused a big disaster. At that time, we were already preparing to go to Tokyo. I went to the mountain to say goodbye to the monsters, but was stared at by a black demon. It kept following me and finally attacked me. I was caught by it and wanted to resist, but it was not its opponent. When it wanted to eat me, grandma appeared and fought with it. I wanted to help, but when I rushed up, it became a burden to grandma. The other party grabbed me again. The demon knew that it was not my grandma's opponent, so

I threatened her with my life. My grandma, just in front of me, partitioned my legs, and without them, I could not use the body movement of the divine flow normally. The demon took the opportunity to rush forward and killed my grandma. And I, holding the knife, pierced the demon's head from behind and killed it. However, there was too much blood flowing that day, and she could no longer save her. I stayed by my grandma for a long time, without eating or drinking, and kept holding her. If the monster had not secretly gone to Tokyo to find Sister Junko, maybe I would have died in the shrine. Now, I would have died. If I had died at that time, maybe I could still see her in the underworld, and maybe we could still be together..."

Nanako said a lot, saying it very slowly, even very carefully, but when she finished speaking Yuyu frowned. She said it too carefully, so careful that it made people unable to ask questions again. If she couldn't ask questions again, she would not be able to attack Nanako's heart scars! Nanako seemed calm, but in fact she was in great pain. At this time, she took a deep breath, gently wiped away the tears in her eyes, and suddenly smiled. This smile made Yuyu feel confused and showed a strange expression.

"It's strange why I laugh, right?"

Nanako asked. Yuyu nodded and Nanako smiled brighter and said loudly: "Because, when you are sure to kill me, when you uncover the scars in my heart, I have already told myself in my heart that I must kill you. Let me tell you this way, if I can't let the real house kill you, I will die with you. My samurai sword will pierce your heart one step faster than the lightning in the real house. So, no matter you win or fail, I will kill you! You will die too!"

Yuyu's brows were deeply locked in one piece. The other party's meaning of saying this was too clear, and it puts huge pressure on his heart. This pressure will seriously affect Yuyu's performance.

The girl in front of me who seems to be scheming and can only use swords is much stronger than he thought, and her psychological endurance is much stronger than he thought.

"Then you ask me a question."

Yuyu changed the topic and spoke.

"I just want to ask, how are you going to escape from this deadly situation?"

Nanako placed the samurai sword on the table. The moment the blade fell to the ground, she deliberately pulled out the blade gently. Yuyu on the opposite side had a serious look and frowned without saying anything.

In the black desert, the surface of the frozen sand, and the huge monster snakes jumping from under the sand and stones kept retreating. The man who controlled the snake monster landed lightly and stared at me deeply. The freezing really worked, and the poisonous rain was condensed by the cold air.

"King Snake, come out!"
Chapter completed!