Chapter 102

Before Ao Yan continued to beat Ao Ling, the slave carp companion took the person to the data room.

Ao Ling changed back to his original form and shook his hair, followed behind the slave carp companion, looked up at the slave carp companion and seemed to stride directly to the front of a classification with great confidence, stretched out his hand and directly took out two books and threw them to Ao Ling.

Ao Ling stretched out his head and firmly caught the two books on his head, and before he could ask anything, two more books fell.

The black dog with four books on his head was crushed and even the ears on the top of his head were crushed, so he simply shook his tail and sat down in place with the books on his head.

Nu Liang Liban turned his head to look at Ao Ling, who was sitting in place and was obscured by a few books, pursed his lips and smiled.

He took out more than a dozen refurbished and copied books from the bookcase, this time he did not throw them to Ao Ling, who was sitting on the spot, but held them in his hand, and when it was almost time, he walked back to Ao Ling, put the books in his hand on the ground, and sat down cross-legged.

"That's about it." Nu Liang Carp said, taking down the four books on Ao Ling's head, "Check it out." ”

Ao Ling nodded, turned into a human form, leaned on the bookcase, took out a book, and flipped through it.

The lights in the data room are bright, not ordinary human lights, and seem to be controlled by some kind of youkai.

Ao Ling smelled a faint demonic aura, looked down dizzily at these classics that he was not interested in at all, and looked for words like "Ma Cang" or "Ma Cang Ye King" in the dense books without punctuation.

By the time he finished the first book, Nuliang Carp had already seen the second half of the second book.

Ao Ling rubbed his eyes, it was really hard to look through the books.

In the past, the tasks given to him by Chunyu and Chidori were all with pictures and punctuation, and the key points were deliberately circled for him.

Now let him flip through these ancient classics without punctuation, not to mention, it is very difficult and difficult to read, and after reading one, it is simply asking for Ao Ling's half life.

"Uncle Ling." The second generation of the Nuliang group seems to have finally gotten used to this title, and there was no pause in the middle.

He turned the book in his hand over and put it on his lap, and leaned slightly to look at the black-haired young man beside him.

Ao Ling turned his head to look over, and was stunned when he looked at the slave carp companion.

Obviously, the lights are very bright, but they are not reflected in the dark golden eyes of Nuliang Carp Companion at all, which is completely different from the gentleness that they saw for the first time and the past two days, and Nuliang Carp's gaze at this moment is very empty.

There is no light, and there is no hope, as if the most important part of the soul has been stripped away, and there is not a trace of the color of life.

Ao Ling pursed her lips and looked at him with a frown.

Nu Liang Liban looked at Ao Ling quietly for a while, picked up the book on his lap, and re-flipped through the classics in his hand.

The dense words seemed to be very attractive, making him forget what he had just called Ao Ling about in an instant.

Ao Ling paused, and did not take the initiative to ask, but reached out and took another book and flipped through it.

As he turned to the third page, Nuliang Carp suddenly spoke.

He said, "I once had a wife who was a monster. ”

Ao Ling glanced at his slave carp companion, his gaze was not as dull as before, but because he recalled something, he revealed a tenderness that no one could see on weekdays.

"Yamabuki Otome is my wife, she is a very hearty and generous woman, but she is very shy when facing me." The slave carp companion told his memories, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in a sweet atmosphere and couldn't extricate himself.

"She was originally a ghost, and I brought her back and married her, and the husband and wife were very close together, and lived peacefully for fifty years, until my mother died."

Ao Ling listened quietly, he was a little confused why Nuliang Liban told him these things - no matter how this matter sounded, it had nothing to do with him, it couldn't be that he NTR Nuliang Liban's daughter-in-law.

Although he likes women with mature charm, it is also appreciation, mostly out of missing the image of his mother.

"There is a curse in our family that if my wife is a youkai, I will not have children." Nura Koban said and fell silent, "Then Otome left me, and her whereabouts are unknown, and her life and death are unknown, and it has been almost four hundred years now. ”

Ao Ling nodded, still not quite understanding why Nu Liang Liban wanted to tell him this.

"I was too young back then, busy leading a hundred ghosts on a night walk, busy expanding my power, busy suppressing rebellions, and I didn't notice the depression in the heart of Otome, who always stayed quietly by my side and waited for me."

When Nura Koban said this, he gently turned the pages of the book in his hand, and his voice was extremely soft, "I'm with her, and I don't care at all if I will have an heir, but my act of expanding my territory has made Otome feel that a youkai like me must have an excellent offspring who can inherit the Nura group, and she can't give birth to our offspring." ”

"I didn't even forget to tell her about the curse."

When Ao Ling heard this, he vaguely understood why Nuliang Liban told him this.

And what Nu Liang Carp Companion said next also verified Ao Ling's guess.

"Uncle Ling, when you go back five hundred years ago, can you take note of Otome for me and bring her my apologies—and don't let her leave again."

Ao Ling can go back in time, and can interfere with the past to make the ending different.

Nura Koban hopes that he can prevent Yamabuki Otome from leaving the Nura Group, even if he tells her that the reason for not being able to conceive an heir is Nura Koyo and not Yamabuki Otome, who is not his wife, it will not let this loving couple get to the point where they are now waiting for one person and one life and death are unknown.

These things that have happened, Nu Liang Carp Companion can't go back to the past and change history, but Ao Ling can.

Although both of them knew that, according to the law of cause and effect, what was happening now, the previous Ao Ling must have experienced it, and he might have warned Yabuki Otome or even stopped her, but the result was obvious, Yabuki Otome still left.

But Nuliang Carp Companion still hopes to try again.

What if the wheel of time turns around here?

Ao Ling could only nod at this and say that he did his best.

Indeed, time and cause and effect are the most uncertain, what if you accidentally turn a corner?

Then when the current self comes back to this point in time, he will not see such a lifeless second generation of the slave group.

Seeing Ao Ling nodding, the whole person relaxed, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Uncle Ling."

Ao Lingxin said that you have called me uncle, and I can't say anything if I don't help.

However, the black-haired slippery ghost in front of him is much more than Ao Ling today, both in terms of age and experience.

Therefore, as an elder whose experience is not enough to compare with the juniors, Ao Ling chooses to talk less and read more.

Thinking about it carefully, everyone has been married, but he is still a chick, and this alone has been thrown out of several streets, and when he thinks about it, he makes Ao Ling stuff a few large mouthfuls of dog food into his mouth...... Oh no, it's a few gulps of sugar that have calmed down for a long time.

It seems that because he finally said what he had pressed in his heart, the dead silence around him became a little more active.

Ao Ling looked at the trace of qi that exuded a relaxed and happy mood, and solemnly remembered the matter of the slave carp companion asking him to keep it firmly in his heart.

——Saving the young man who lost his footing and sought death was in his own thoughts.

……

As a result, the books that Nuliang Liban dug out did not contain the information about the Asakura family they were looking for.

Probably because of the Heiankyo era, Abe Harumi, the great onmyoji who has left history in history, covered the light of most of the onmyoji alone, so that everyone's focus was on Abe Harumi, but the attention of other onmyoji families was reduced a lot.

As soon as it was dawn, Ao Ling, who was lying in the reference room and was tortured by the classics into a salted fish that couldn't even turn over, was dragged out by Ao Indiscriminately.

Nura Koban frowned and put away the books, and walked out of the reference room while thinking about where he had seen the surname Asakura.

Ao Mo has already begun to repeat yesterday's brutality.

Ao Ling was beaten by him from day to night, except for eating three meals on time, Ao Ling's bitter cries and aggrieved humming never stopped in the Nuliang mansion.

You must eat faster than Ao Yan, otherwise you will be thrown out by Ao Mo before you finish the meal.

At night, I had to be dragged to the reference room to read by the slave carp companion.

Teacher Songyang said that if you stay up late, you will die early, do you know?

After five days of such a life, Ao Ling finally felt that he couldn't live this day.

On the sixth day, he ran out of the Nuliang Mansion before dawn, and wandered around the streets in the early morning where there were only a few people who had morning exercises.

It's said that it's a wanderer, but he also intentionally or unintentionally runs outside the sphere of influence of the Nura Group headquarters - no way, because within the sphere of influence, those little monsters will always be forced to report under Ao's coercion, so he doesn't even have time to stop.

Ao Ling ran all the way to a rather dilapidated shrine, thinking that those little monsters would definitely not be close to the shrine, so he simply sat on the ground under the torii gate of the shrine, holding his face and looking at the people passing by at the bottom of the steps for morning exercise, and the birds that had taken off early were in a daze.

The wind blows from the shrine above the stairs, bringing with it a cool morning light and an unusually familiar smell.

Ao Ling turned around and looked up at the shrine at the top of the torii gate, and carefully distinguished it uncertainly.

Is that...... His own smell.