[Well, since you've said so. 】

The ball of light trembled twice, as if in agreement with the boy's words.

Thank you, my friend. Ah, by the way, I don't know your name yet, I wonder if I have this honor?]

The boy nodded gratefully at Natsume, but Natsume always felt that the boy was too attentive, but he didn't care about it as a symptom of being lonely for too long.

[The honor or something is too exaggerated, just call me Natsume.] What's your name?]

[My name? Let me think about ......]

The young man frowned and thought very hard, maybe it was because he was too lovable, and seeing his troubled appearance made others want to replace him. After a while, he finally stretched his brows, smiled happily like a child:

[I'm Wang Hao. 】

[Nice to meet you, Natsume.] But it's time for you to wake up, go back, go back to reality. One day, we will meet again, and you will always need me to do something for you. 】

As Wang Hao's words fell, Natsume also felt some kind of pulling force coming from the depths of his soul, making him irresistibly lose consciousness, and he could only vaguely hear Wang Hao's last whispering words.

[I...... Looking forward to it. 】

The tiny ball of light vanished from the darkness.

The smile on Wang Hao's face slowly faded and turned into cold indifference.

Of course, this is not the sea of Dirac, but the world of Wang Hao's heart. Wang Yu didn't stay here for hundreds of millions of years, he made it up casually to deceive children. It's just that Wang Yu really doesn't know how long he has been sealed, and he can't feel the passage of time in this darkness, and he can only read Natsume's memories when Natsume's spirit came to the seal just now. In the same way, Wang Hao's so-called unclear why Natsume came here is naturally a lie, it was he who guided Natsume here, and the dream Natsume had at the beginning was indeed just a dream, and it was the product of the memory dregs left in his body being distorted by the subconscious. But when he entered that pupil, he was already in Wang Hao's sealing room, although Natsume had the ability to manifest from the heart, but Wang Yu was many times more cunning than him, and he was not obediently fooled.

It's still too young and simple, and sometimes it's still very naïve, and you need to learn one.

However, Wang Yu will not be proud of his bullying of children, he can be said to have done his best to win the trust of Natsume, and even the demagogic charm that he never disdains to show on weekdays has been taken out, because he has nothing to do.

Taking advantage of the fact that his life was in danger before, the slight gap revealed by the [Forbidden Quadruple Enchantment] for some reason had consumed a considerable degree of Wang Yu's mental strength, but he always had to leave himself some means to save his life, Wang Hao didn't want to die inexplicably when he was still sealed, he still had a lot of things to do, and he didn't want to perish.

Yakumo Zi seemed to have the same idea, Wang Yu didn't believe that Yakumo Zi would try all his best to release the seal would be broken through by the attack of the sick petite girl and the fear of dying in his shallow mind, and that gap only existed for a very short time, enough for him to pass some power out but absolutely unable to get out, Wang Yu could only blame this on his old enemy old woman.

[Hmph, the Earth Spirit Temple.] Fortunately, now is the time to seek refuge for my body, although I have given it the ability to manifest, but this mind is still too fragile, and such an inconspicuous small force as the Earth Spirit Temple is very suitable for hiding. It's a pity that the identity of purebred humans is too conspicuous...... No, wait, I'm still known in Gensokyo as a demon after all, and no one would have thought that I would turn back into a human and use a power that I had never used before. If you want to talk about pure-blooded humans, there is already a precedent for Sakiya, but it is not so conspicuous. The old hell is also a place where news is closed, and no one except Yakumo Purple and Hakuyulou should be able to guess the fact that Natsume is Wang Yu. 】

Wang Yu was silent for a moment, and then wanted to turn his gaze to his right hand. He wanted to see the ring on his ring finger, but the eyeball didn't move enough for him to see, and the boy tried to turn his head, but just as he moved, the dagger around his neck went a little deeper, almost coming out of his body. If he forcibly turns his head, he will cut off his own head. Wang Hao's expression was gloomy and stiff for two seconds, and finally he had to give up.

[I don't know how Fran and Sakuya are doing now......]

He sighed long.

[Yakumo Murasaki, what exactly do you want?]

Wang Hao's thoughts turned back to his hated old enemy, he really hated Yakumo Zi, but he really didn't know what the monster sage had repeatedly obstructed him for. If it was to nip the danger in the bud, then there was no need for her to do it now, and besides, she was sealed as a human before, and she had no power to fight back. But to say that it was just to play with him, the price was too heavy, losing oneself, being cut off his left arm were all injuries that would really affect Yakumo Zi, and it would take an unknown amount of time just to cultivate, and she might even be unable to advance an inch again.

I can't guess it, I can't guess it no matter how I guess.

[Forget it, the top priority is to liberate the forces to regain the body, and we will talk about these later.] 】

Anyway, one day, I'm going to blow up the head of the monster sage with my own hands.

[Let's look forward to the growth of 'Natsume' friends......]

Wang Yu closed his eyes, and the seven pairs of molten golden eyes also closed, and the light dimmed, leaving only darkness.

Natsume opened his eyes, and the pale brown iris was reflected around, and the light was bright, and it was a little dazzling for a while.

He vaguely felt as if he had a dream, in which he saw something "scary" and "friendly", something he knew so well, as if he had never left them, but he could not remember anything. In view of the tragic end of the previous forced memory, Natsume decided to leave it behind, anyway, the dream is just a reflection of the subconscious, how can there be useful information in it?

Thinking of this, Natsume sat up from the bed and rolled over and fell to the ground. After folding the quilt, he went to the bathroom to wash, and as he walked there, he had already used psionic constancy on himself to stabilize his body, and even the hot spring water of the old hell could no longer burn him.

Natsume didn't like bathing as fanatically as the natives of the land, it was just a means of cleansing his body. So he didn't use the bathtub that took up a lot of space, but took off his clothes and folded them, turned on the shower directly, and washed himself carefully.