Like a one-eyed monk who carried a "stone Buddha" and practiced hard, Mochizuki Ayano didn't know how long she had stopped and walked in this sea of ​​flowers with Araki Sosuke on her back.

Fortunately, she finally came to the bottom of the towering tree.

A sturdy tree surrounded by several people, with intertwined strips of paper propped up the lush branches and leaves like the eaves.

With the giant tree as the boundary, a scorched, cracked and bare land was exposed, and there were no longer any flowers and plants.

Here, is the edge of the sea of ​​flowers.

Not far behind the giant tree, a gray river could be vaguely seen.

Looking back at the sea of ​​​​flowers when we came, I saw a path composed of white flowers, which divided the vast and endless sea of ​​blood into two. Under the dark red sky, it showed an endless poignant beauty.

"gorgeous……"

In this situation, only by being outside it can you see the whole picture.

Mochizuki Ayano was stunned for a while.

"That is, Manzhu Shahua, also known as the other shore."

A cold female voice rang suddenly and calmly beside her ear.

"Who?"

Shaking for a while, Mochizuki Ayano put the Araki Sosuke on her back on the ground and looked around vigilantly.

"There are two flowers on the other side. The manzhushahua is bright red like fire, and it is the flower that leads the way. The mandala is white like snow, and it only exists in the realm of heaven and man..."

In the distance, a girl in a kimono, with neat bangs and bright red eyes like flowers on the other side, is holding a pulp in one hand, standing pretty in a small boat on the gray river in the distance.

The coquettish patterns on her plain kimono are no different from the flowers blooming in the sea of ​​flowers.

Ignoring Mochizuki Ayano's question, the girl just stared at the two of them with those calm blood pupils.

On that snow-white road, a blossoming white flower was intertwined with a blood-red flower on the side.

"...Here, before today, the mandala has never bloomed."

Even though it was far away, her voice was as clear as a whisper in Mochizuki Ayano's ear.

"The other side of the flower... So, is this really hell..."

Keenly noticed the words in the other party's words, although she had to expect it, she still took a deep breath.

The legend of the other shore flower, Mochizuki Lingnai naturally has related memories in his mind.

Legend has it that the flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet.

It is said that the **** sea of ​​flowers is the only scenery on the way to Huangquan.

Love is not causal, edge destined to death.

The blood-colored Manzhushahua, born in the underworld, fell in love with the white mandala that bloomed in the heavens, but was destined to be invisible for life.

Removing her thoughts, Mochizuki Ayano frowned slightly and looked at the girl in the distance vigilantly.

Because, the hundred-eyed true pupil, who claims to be able to see through the origin of all things, could not see through the girl who suddenly appeared.

The opponent did not have any power around him, nor could he see anything out of the ordinary, just like an ordinary Kyoto girl.

However, it is not ordinary for such "ordinary people" to appear in places like hell.

"Forget it, it's better than no one can ask for directions."

Mochizuki Ayano simply carried Sousuke Araki on his back and walked towards the river bank.

Regardless of whether the girl's intention is good or evil, she is the only being who can communicate here.

Seeing the two of them walking towards him, the **** the boat was unmoved and still stood quietly on the boat in the middle of the river.

It was as if she had been waiting there for thousands of years.

The two of them crossed the hill behind the giant tree all the way, and their vision suddenly became clear.

Behind the hill, along the side of the gray river that was flowing to nowhere, was a stretch of river beach.

On the wide river beach, there are countless high stone piles made of stones, which look like small Buddhist pagodas from a distance.

Beside the piles of stones, children squatting or sitting with immature expressions are picking up stones from the ground and carefully stacking them on the pile of stones in front of them.

Mochizuki Ayano didn't notice their presence at all because they were so quiet and focused on stacking the stones.

Looking at this endless river beach, thousands of children quietly built dense stones. Even the well-informed Mochizuki Ayano felt so strange that her back was chilled.

She can naturally see that these children are all spirit bodies.

"Here is Sai Heyuan, the child who died early, will lay stones here."

The girl's emotionless explanation sounded beside Mochizuki Ayano's ears again.

"What about you...what are you doing here?"

Mochizuki Ayano asked softly, as if she was afraid that the loud noise would disturb the spirits of these children.

"I'm waiting, the person who got on the boat..."

As soon as the girl finished speaking, beside Mochizuki Ayano, a six-year-old boy had already placed the last stone on the "spire" with his fleshy hands.

"...Children who have folded the 'support tower' are qualified to cross the Santu River and go to the other side."

The pointed pile of stones swayed a few times, and finally stabilized.

The boy's face just showed a happy smile, and a stream of water suddenly rushed into the air from the gray river, turned into a vague human shape, and rushed towards the stone pile.

"Don't think about it!"

Mochizuki Ayano threw someone on her back to the ground without hesitation, and subconsciously rushed forward to block the stone pile...

As her eyes rolled around, the place where the human-shaped water flow passed by instantly showed a solidified and twisted state.

Hundred Eyes Pupil Technique · Imprisonment.

At this moment, she, who has achieved "Hundred Eyes True Eyes", is no longer a weak existence who could only control one kind of pupil technique.

However, the figure that the stream of water turned into was not restricted by her pupil technique that solidified the void, and still passed through her body slowly and slowly, pounced on the pile of stones, and turned into a pool of stagnant water.

Affected by the current ~lightnovelpub.net~, the balance of the stone pile that had been completed collapsed instantly, and it was scattered into rubble.

The smile on the boy's face disappeared instantly.

But he didn't show any annoyance or anger. Instead, he picked up the stones on the ground unyieldingly again, and started to stack them again quietly.

It seems that he has encountered the same scene countless times, which is skillfully distressing.

"This is, what kind of ghost..."

Looking at this scene, Mochizuki Ayano couldn't help being a little stunned.

"There can be no ghosts in the Santu River... That is, from the obsession of Yang Shi's parents, they don't want their children to cross the Santu River and truly enter the realm of 'death'."

The girl in the middle of the river still explained in her calm tone.

"But I don't know that my child is trapped in this Saiheyuan, carrying the accusation of being 'unfilial' and building a 'support tower' that can never be completed."

Mochizuki Ayano's eyes sparkled as she stared blankly at the endless river beach, the distressing rock piles, and the human-shaped water flow that gushed from the river and destroyed the rock piles from time to time.

"Could it be that you just wait and watch, these children are trapped here?"

She asked the **** the boat angrily.

"When their parents die, or their obsessions are forgotten, they will naturally be able to board the ship. But today is different..."

In the face of the accusation, the girl in the kimono remained expressionless, but just slightly stretched out her finger and pointed behind Mochizuki Ayano.

"...Because, he's here."

Mochizuki Ayano turned around and found that what the other party was pointing at was Sousuke Araki, who was thrown on the ground in a "face-on-the-ground" posture, with his hips pouted, his body stiff, and a "sage" expression.

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