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Kazuma wanted to draw a knife at the time.

Since he can slash evil spirits-no, it can slash the ripples of the Dirac Sea, then it should be no problem to behead a pig in a dream.

Yuzao grabbed his arm: "Wait a minute, it's my old acquaintance anyway, it can't be said without a chat."

Kazuma: "You have changed into Kansai accent."

"The Kansai accent was orthodox in the Nara period."

Kazuma: "Oh, then I'm also Kansai dialect?"

Without waiting for Yuzao to answer, the other party spoke, and the voice came from all directions, as if it were everywhere: "Yu~zao~ before~ long time no see."

Kazuma raised his right hand: "Wait a minute, do you have to speak in this eunuch's tone?"

"Princes like Fujiwara talked like this back then." The old acquaintance who Tamamo replaced explained to Kazuma.

Kazuma: "It turns out that the appearance of the public officials back then, and the powder on their faces is this and that, and it really matches this tone."

"Yu~zao~qian~" The other party didn't know if it was deliberate, and prolonged the name Yuzaoqian and sang it like a song, "How can you hook up with such a rude human?"

Yuzao: "I'm tired of Gongqing's red tape a long time ago."

"That's why I supported Nobunaga through Guidie? Huh, it's a pity that there was a fire in the inneng temple..."

Kazuma: "Do you have to start with something four hundred years ago? Would you like to say something closer? For example, the big tengu that was hit and killed by the ghost fighter of the Yoyogi Flying Team."

The dream-eating tapir suddenly fell silent.

Kazuma After about five seconds of somatosensory time, it opened its mouth and said: "He... was hit to death, I said why I can't contact him.

"In the past few decades, human beings have become more and more adept. Weak monsters are no more. Even monsters of our level have begun to die continuously.

"First Kaguya Ji, then Raven Tengu...I, but I want to eat the rice cakes Kaguya Ji brought out again in my dreams."

Kazuma frowned: "Kaguya Ji still makes rice cakes?"

Yuzao: "Command the moon rabbits to do it, and occasionally find Chang'e to cook together."

"Wait for me! Where did Chang'e run out?"

"Huh? The moon, is it normal to have Kaguya and Chang'e? We used to eat moon cakes while eating rice cakes. Kaguya often sits on bamboo to travel to and from the earth and the moon, and she takes us on a journey from time to time."

There was a nostalgic expression on Tamamo's face.

"Unfortunately, there is nothing left now. Since humans have calculated the first and second cosmic speeds, Kaguya Ji can't go back to the moon, she has become a monster who can only walk on the ground."

Kazuma: "Uh...should I apologize here?"

As soon as the voice fell, the voice of the dream-eating tapir came from all directions again: "Yu~zao~before~ Since you will also show that expression, why not join us, if the mysterious power is restored, maybe the gate of Huangquan will open again. , We can also treat those old friends..."

"I refuse." Yuzao said in a loud voice, "I've been fed up with the unthinking of the monsters, and fed up with a world that has not changed for thousands of years. In the last two hundred years of mankind, everything has undergone earth-shaking changes. These two hundred years. Here, the new things that are produced every day are worthy of the accumulation of the undead life of you and me."

Kazuma: "It's not so exaggerated, right? You have lived for so many years after all..."

"It's so exaggerated." Tamamo interrupted Kazuma, and then pointed forward, "For example, this guy in front of me."

In front of Yuzao's finger, is the petrified Chixi Maple. From the moment the screen cracks, Chixi has become a wooden figure.

I don't know if the soul is not strong enough to maintain myself in the dream of two big monsters.

Obviously, the "this guy" in Tamamo's mouth did not refer to Akani, but the source of Akani's blood.

Tamamo raised his volume: "This guy is playing these now. It has been playing for many, many years. He played like this in the Jomon period, it was still the same in the Asuka Nara period, and it hasn't changed in the Azuchi-Momoyama period. Now... it has finally changed a bit. This special effect of broken glass is based on your anthropology."

Kazuma: "Is it related to anthropology?"

"Yeah, there was no glass before. You know, the mirrors were all bronze mirrors, so what he got was the effect after the copper mirror was distorted."

Shimengmo: "Yu~zao~qian~ You can wait for me to laugh at me. You really don't miss the past at all?"

"I don't miss it." Yuzao didn't hesitate at all.

"Compared with the past that seemed like stagnant water, this life is now ten thousand times better. Do you know how excited I was when the black ship came?

"I used to think that the whole world is like Japan, as if time has stopped.

"I only knew that Hui Yeji couldn't fly anymore, and Chang'e didn't come to visit often, but I didn't think about why.

"Because at that time, even my curiosity was wiped out, but I lived like a walking dead day after day. Only occasionally I found some maverick human beings to observe and pass the boring time for decades."

"For example, Nagamaru is one of the best, and looking back on that experience is also quite fun."

Kazuma was stunned for a moment, and realized that Nagamaru was Mito's nickname. After he got older, he changed his official name to Matsuchiyo or Chiyomatsu. It was only after the original service was the gift of Tokugawa Iemitsu. The word, officially changed its name to Tokugawa Guangyu.

Yuzao looked straight ahead, as if the elephant-nosed pig was in the void in front of her, and said loudly, "I am not happy to go back to the days of walking corpses."

"It's stupid. You used to be a great demon. Nothing can threaten you. Now you don't even need external threats. You yourself will age and die.

"Just for the short-lived glory, giving up almost eternal life, what a..."

Kazuma: "Why not?

"I thought you were the master of your grand dreams, and you must have high opinions when you show up here, but in the end, you waited for such ignorant remarks.

"No matter how long life is, if there is no achievement, wouldn't it be like an old lady's foot wrap, which is smelly and long, and it is not famous?

"It is precisely because life is short that human beings do their best to bloom.

"As the saying goes:

"How many things are always in a hurry; the world changes, time is short. Ten thousand years are too long, and we are fighting for the day."

Kazuma started to speak Chinese directly at this time, and the moment the words were uttered, it turned into a reality in a dream.

The cracks disappeared, and everything that was fragmented gradually became a complete picture: the endless field of stars revolving and changing by the sun and the moon.

With the rapid changes in the sky, everything on the earth grows and changes with each passing day.

Kazuma continues: "The seas are tumbling with clouds and water, and the five continents are shaking with wind and thunder."

The lightning fell and the earth broke apart.

Under the cracked ground, countless huge ships rose into the air, the light of the engine and the sun and the moon shining together.

Wait a minute, how does the picture differ from the poem I read?

Doubts go to doubts, Kazuma still finishes the last sentence of this half-word: "We must wipe out all pests, it will be invincible!"

The whole picture turned into a distant view of the Milky Way, and then zoomed in extremely fast. It turned out that the starlight that spanned the entire field of vision was not the light of stars at all, but the engines of countless ships.

In front of the fleet is a black void, and another galaxy faintly visible at the end of the void.

Kazuma originally thought that the opponent of this fleet was something like the Eye of Fear, but now he understands that the enemy of this fleet is "unknown."

The unknown galaxy, the unknown boundary of the universe.

Only the "unknown" is qualified to be a human opponent.

March toward the unknown, until the boundary of the universe, never stop.

The passion of Kazuma was transformed into surging power. The whole dream was completely out of the control of the dream-eating tapir, and it had to take its original form.

It's an elephant-nosed pig with many strange patterns on its body.

Kazuma looked at that guy, and suddenly thought, using this product to stew potatoes, it must taste good.

The moment this thought came into being, everything around him changed, and a kitchen knife cut out of nothingness and chopped it towards the dream eating tapir.

"Horrible and terrible." Shimeng's tapir disappeared like a mist, "It actually gave me an appetite, before Yuzao, what did you find this time?"

Yuzao smiled and said, "Of course the person I fancy at first sight is very powerful."

Kazuma: "You are talking nonsense, we have been in the same class for three years. I don't know how many eyes you looked at. It was the first time in high school that I came up."

Yuzao: "You in the third year of high school and you in the first year of high school are not the same thing, are they? Before the Phoenix Nirvana, it was just a turkey."

When the dream eating tapir interrupted Tamamo in Kazuma, he regrouped and formed: "If I am not the monster of dream, I am afraid that I am already seriously injured. Before Tamamo, did you know the old acquaintance like that?"

"Although it is an old acquaintance, it seems that we are no longer the same."

Eat Mengmo: "You use the wrong word, we are not human."

Tamamo: "I will be."

The lines on the whole body of the dream-eating tapir emit a purple light, and the corners of the mouth also emit fire. Because it is a dream, Kazuma can vaguely feel its anger affecting the surrounding scenery.

Tamamo: "It's a monster of dreams. In the face of such a pure and surging soul power in Kazuma, you can get back part of the control of the dream. I originally wanted you to tell everything together today."

"Hmph, if you want to know more, you should just swindle me down, aren't you the vixen the best at these? I came here after doing enough plans, for fear of being caught in your trap."

The elephant trunk said with anger.

"Why don't you know that you are going so straight, unlike you, before Tamamo!"

"Because of me, I also want to burn brilliantly." Yuzao tilted his head and smiled slightly, "By the way, I can tell you one thing, in the past year of high school..."

"You have been in the third year of high school for so many years, how do I know which year you are talking about?" Shimengmo interrupted Yuzao.

Kazuma: "It's impolite for you to interrupt people like this."

Yuzao and Shimengmo seemed to have acquired a certain tacit understanding for a while, and took a look at Kazuma together.

Yuzao: "No, I want to give you a stare. This is for Yamataro."

Then she glared at Kazuma very hard.

The Dream Eater asked suspiciously, "Santaro?"

"Ah, it's a third-rate haiku lover."

"He?" Eat Mengmo even forgot the **** tone, "He also raises half-monsters? It seems that he will become my ally..."

Kazuma: "The alliance you are talking about is an alliance that revives the mysterious death of mankind?"

"Of course not. It is an alliance that has mysteriously revived with the help of human power. He is now called Yamataro. He must hate the current era and want to return to the glory of the past..."

Kazuma: "Puff."

Watching Kazuma, the dream-eating tapir exhaled purple fire and shouted, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. I just don’t think that Yamataro will miss the past. After all, he still wants to chase dream pillow tapir novels. Wait, dream pillow tapir, dream eating tapir, there are dreams and tapirs, shouldn’t you be the one Famous ghost novelist, right?"

"This is slander!" The Dream Eater roared, and the whole world twisted and became fragmented. The body of the Dream Eater seems to have activated the world of law and began to swell and grow bigger.

Kazuma laughed and shouted "Sword" as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Yuzao grabbed him and said in a low voice, "After all, this is its home court. It may not be a good advantage. Maybe it will disappear in the end and you will become a vegetable."

Kazuma: "I'm not afraid, I have slipped through the bend several times at the ghost gate."

Yuzao: "I'm afraid. I'm still waiting to grow old with you."

The desire to fight in Kazuma was suddenly extinguished by these words, and he curled his lips: "You..."

"Don't worry, when you have to fight, I will send you out, just like the previous few times." Yuzao smiled slightly, "Now fighting is at best a dispute of spirit, so it won't work."

The Dream Eater also seemed to calm down, his body recovered to the size of a domestic pig, and the lines on his body were not exposed.

"Son of Man," it looked at Kazuma, "I will calculate everything with you one by one in the future. When I wait for the big plan to be completed, you must cook me for today. Behavior, pay the price."

Kazuma: "No, no, I want to use you to stew potatoes. This is not the same as boiling."

Yuzao: "Is it different? Where is the difference?"

Kazuma was asked so, and I also found that it seems that stewing and boiling are really the same thing? But why does it subconsciously feel that stewing is different from boiling?

Is this the paranoia peculiar to the food empire?

The dream eating tapir was obviously stimulated by Kazuma and Yuzao's behavior of discussing digressions, and began to blow his beard and stare again.

"You wait! You wait and see!" After speaking, the ground under its feet moved like plasticine, and it was about to be swept away by Chixi who had been stuck in place like a wooden man.

Yuzao: "Wait a minute! You just interrupted me, please let me finish. I discovered something in my senior high school just past. My soul can also be close to humans."

The Dream Eater stopped and stared at Yuzao: "You lied! You fox, I won't be fooled."

"But you didn't leave." Yuzao smiled. "Do you think I'm making up and leave. Go and go."

The Dream Eater looked at Yuzao with gritted teeth, nothing to do.

Kazuma recalls the temporary entry that I saw on Tamamo's head a year ago that lasted as long as one year.

He knew that this was what Yuzao was talking about.

Because Yuzao became more and more human-like, she also began to have entries... so that's it.

Tamamo looked at the dream-eating tapir and pressed his heart with his hand: "At that time, I could really feel that I hoped to be admitted to the University of Tokyo with Kiryuu Kazuma, so I didn't hesitate to bet everything.

"Afterwards I compared the countless spring, summer, autumn and winter I have experienced last year and the past and came to a conclusion. In the past, I was too strong, rest assured, and had an infinite life span, so I have always been a spectator, humans, monsters Well, it seems to me no different from the shadow puppets in the shadow puppet show."

Wait, shadow puppetry... Japan also has shadow puppetry?

When Kazuma was puzzled, Tamamo continued: "I used to be a spectator of stories, and because I didn't have a short life, I couldn't feel it at all. Even after the Meiji Restoration, there are novelties every day. In fact, there is no difference.

"I'm just looking at those novelties and having fun.

"But this has not been the case in the past year. I really became part of the story. Although it was only a small part, I participated in it. Although there was only a little bit, I did burn up and gave out my own light.

"In the past year, I have truly been'alive'. I finally understand that life and death coexist. Time will always stay at the age of seventeen. Because I won't die, I can't live either."

Shimengmo did not respond, just looked at Yuzao.

Yuzao: "Now, are you a spectator or a part of the story?"

At this moment, Kazuma felt something different about the elephant-nosed pig in front of him.

He immediately understood what was going on.

Before he could speak, the elephant-nosed pig replied: "I am naturally a part of the story."

At the next moment, the entire dream world was distorted, the master of the dream world showed its full power, and the dream world was shattered into countless pieces, and each piece reflected the shadow of the dream-eating tapir.

Kazuma: "What did you do?"

"I'm just sharing my recent experience with the old acquaintance." Yuzao still had an innocent and innocent expression.

"Didn't this Nima make it stronger?"

"Oh, this is more challenging."

The moment the voice fell~lightnovelpub.net~ the fragmented dreamland was put together into a complete piece.

Eat Mengmo stood in front of the two of them.

"Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with this path. Human power can also be used by us."

Yuzao: "You are wrong! Unwilling to give up everything in the old age, just thinking about tinkering, you can never get a real soul."

Kazuma suddenly felt that Tamamo's words were a bit familiar.

In front of Tamamo, is it actually the left wing of the monster?

Eat Mengmo laughed, his momentum was suddenly different from just now: "Then let us walk and see. However, you called me, and in exchange, I will tell you that between these poor three young people, in the end, What happened. Of course, I did a little bit of their tragedy."

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