[Comprehensive] Jinmu Rebirth

Chapter 662

In an abandoned warehouse where the Bronze Tree once stored human flesh.

The faint smell of decay over the years concealed the sweet smell of a baby.

Fortunately, ghoul children follow a certain growth pattern. Before the age of five, they can't use Hezi, and Hebao has not yet matured. Cyclops is no exception. They even look like human children naturally.In the mixed environment of humans and ghouls, the child's breath is not strong and lacks recognition, like a drop of water in the vast sea of ​​people.

You must know that not only ghouls have rc cells, there are also a small amount of rc cells in the human body!

This is also the reason why Jiu Duo Erfu chased and killed the one-eyed owl so angrily.

He can't find the little princess!

"Cough—huha, I finally got rid of that clown."

In the sleepy early morning of winter, Fangcun Aite came out of the darkness dragging his seriously injured body. The sound of panting was very obvious, and he came to the Tibetan place with difficulty.

at her feet.

A little bit of dark blood mixed into the soil.

After confirming again and again that she was not being followed, she forced a pair of pale hands and pushed open the rusty iron door.

The moonlight deep in the dark clouds gently illuminated half of the warehouse.

Fangcun Aite's eyes fell on the stacked containers, one of which was old and dilapidated, placed in the innermost corner of the wall, with only a cover on it.Within her range of perception, her detached Kazuko was buried in the bottom of the container according to previous orders, ready to attack the enemy at any time.

Separation Hezi is here, the child is fine...

Fangcun Aite limped forward, the cloak on his body was tattered, and occasionally he could see the dress under the cloak, which was originally white as snow, but was now stained with blood.

Separation Hezi drilled out of the ground and returned to her body, giving her a bit of vitality.

She opened the lid, which was so old that the wood was rotten, and saw her child hidden in the container.

The child fell asleep.

In the extremely simple environment, her daughter was lying on a thin blanket, curled up obediently.

Like a pure and fragile flower of paradise.

Smelling the strong smell of blood on Fangcun Aite's body, the child who stayed quietly in the container without crying or making noise for several hours had a reaction, his nose moved, and his pure eyes dimly opened.

The right eye was not only unable to retract He's eye because of its young age.

Also because - hungry.

Fangcun Aite carefully carried the child out, sat on the ground, and leaned against the container.

Her beautiful green hair was a little disheveled. She was humming a song, and she looked as embarrassed as when she singled out Arima Kisho back then. The injuries were only minor, but there was a gentle and happy look on her face.

She stroked the baby's delicate skin lightly, her hands heavy as if in shackles.

The child was a little itchy when touched by her hand, and giggled.

Innocent and pure.

The world view of ghouls is different from that of ordinary people since birth. No one taught them. The child who has just reached the full moon does not know that the red color on the mother's body represents injuries. He only feels that he is surrounded by a friendly smell.

The smell of blood... warm and lustful.

Fangcun Aite's head hangs down, and the wound on the neck that is about to rupture is still bleeding. Her index finger is stained with the "fresh and clean" blood on her body, and she puts it into the child's mouth, and the child quickly sucks Voice.But the child was not satisfied with the smell of a little blood, and arched his head in his mother's arms.

Although he hadn't had breastmilk for a day, he instinctively urged the child to rub Fangcun Aite's chest.

Fangcun Aite laughed, and the blood flowing from her forehead blurred her vision.

this kind of thing...

nonexistent.

The more human-like, the sadder, and the newborn child also inherits human instincts.

"My lovely flaw...your parents failed to raise you..." She gently patted the child's back, feeling the throbbing of the other party's blood connection with her own, she learned from which memory fragment Seeing the movements before, he hummed intermittent words in his mouth.

"God got me by the throat... Laughing at me, he's such a failure, always... Bringing me down in pain, making my heart ache, making people numb to pain..."

"But he really loves me..."

"Just don't know how to love..."

"Foolish God."

Fangcun Aite hummed the words from "The Egg of the Black Goat" over and over again.

A meandering stream of blood ran down the woman's arm, slid off her fingers, and finally flowed into the child's pouting mouth.

Life and blood, tenderness and plunder.

The birth of every one-eyed ghoul is accompanied by these things.

If there is no tenderness, how can such a bloodline be bred, and if there is no blood, how can the child survive.

We loot everything...

kill life...

No one can pay for the sin of their birth, only their parents...

Fangcun Aite turned his head slightly, looking at the door of the warehouse from the corner of his eyes.The person she was waiting for came late, so the night before dawn was no different from the night when the younger generation lost their loved ones?

"but……"

"For so many years... you deserve it... meritorious deeds..."

Thinking of his mother's death and his father's evasion, Fangcun Aite's eyes gradually became lax.

The child babbled and called her.

The green-haired woman could no longer hear the sound, and the hand on the child's back slowed down after stroking and patting, and hid the child under the cloak with the last of her strength.

The corners of her mouth were raised, and her palms were placed on her abdomen. Under the palms was a small head leaning against her arms.

At this moment, it seems to think of happy things.

"It can be regarded as...a small revenge to...you...to..."

"...Nah..."

"……dad……"

After a while, there was silence in the warehouse.

Only 10 minutes later, a figure wearing a top hat and a black coat hurried over like a ghost in the dark.According to the unclear address given by his daughter, he went to several places, broke through the scope of martial law, and finally found the whereabouts of One-Eyed Owl along the smell of a little blood.

Fangcun Gongshan walked to the door of the warehouse, looked at the green-haired woman sitting there with her head bowed, her eyes became dull, and all the expressions on her face that had grown old over the years lost all expression.

He didn't stumble or panic, but walked in very slowly.

Every step seemed to torture his soul.

"Ait...?"

"Aite...I'm here, Dad is here to find you..."

Fangcun Gongshan tried his best to maintain a gentle face, which was the kindness that Dong Xiang and several human girls had said.

They said that they would be like a good father.

In front of the green-haired woman, Yoshimura took off his hat and put it on the ground.He knelt down on both knees, and tremblingly held up his daughter's head with half of the neck cut in his right hand, wanting to see the other party pretending to be asleep while waiting for him, and then suddenly startled himself.

However, what he saw was Fangcun Aite's lifeless face.

The face seen in magazines and news in the past was bloodstained, pale, and his eyes drooped.

He's eyes that had been proud for a lifetime were as dim as dust.

"..."

The corners of Fangcun Kozen's eyes were sore, and he couldn't make a sound from his throat.

Nearly 70 years old, but as old as a [-]-year-old man, the former "cleaner" seemed to have become an ordinary person. After watching his daughter for a while, he cried bitterly.

"Ait... Ait!"

"Why did you take my daughter away—"

Having not seen each other for 29 years, he lost the opportunity to participate in every growth in the other party's life.

He has never heard her call Dad, he doesn't understand her sufferings, and he doesn't know whether she was happy when she published the first book... But he never gave up hope, guarding the pure land he managed, wiping it every day. Buying an antique mug, I have been looking forward to my daughter walking into the store one day.

He hoped that... his daughter would like the home he gave her.

However, when he met again, what he waited for was the result of Fangcun Aite sitting quietly and dying under the loneliness and scars.

What a terrible blow this is to a father!

Kozen Fangcun almost died under such a scene, his heart seemed to have stopped beating, his eyes were crying, and the belief that supported him through the dark years was instantly shattered.

He's sorry for Yuna, and for their only daughter...

never brought them happiness...

His self-righteous protection kept him away from his daughter, and did not let her experience the warmth of a family for a day.

"Ait...I know you hate me..."

"I'm useless, I can't protect you, I can't give you a home..."

"Att..."

"Aite... Dad is here..."

Fangcun Gongshan's back was so bent that he couldn't lift it up at all, and he embraced Fangcun Aite, who was covered in blood, into his arms.The first hug of the father and daughter was actually achieved during parting.

Sudden.

In despair and grief, Fangcun Gongshan felt something move in his daughter's arms.

Living thing?

Did Art hide something...

His eyes moved down, and he lifted the torn cloak on his daughter.

The green-haired woman was wearing a blood-stained white dress, her legs were crooked, and her knees were full of wounds. A child nestled in her arms was suddenly exposed to the dim light.

The child shrank a little from the cold winter air, and curled up even more, absorbing the remaining body temperature of the woman.

feel the eyes of others—

The pitifully young child's face was stained with blood, and a beautiful eye reflected the world.

"This……"

Yoshimura Kozen lost his voice for the second time and was terrified of shock.

Born with one eye...

The crystallization of the "miracle" between humans and ghouls, the blood that broke the boundaries of black and white appeared before his eyes again, as if history had happened again under his witness.

The child who can make Aite desperately want to protect...naturally it can only be...her child...

After a while.

The white-haired Yoshimura Kozen gently picked up the child, while the child's little hands grabbed the mother's skirt, unwilling to let go.With tears in his eyes, he didn't break up the child's attachment to his mother, and wrapped his palm around the child's little hand.

Soft and delicate skin is exactly what a child who should have been pampered and raised should have.

After a while, more sobs and grief were swallowed by him.

"I'll take you away..."