Chapter 188

Ao Ling would never have imagined that he would one day be jealous of the Mother of the Gods.

…… And it's also because of the love thing.

It's awkward.

Ao Ling couldn't help but scratch his face when he thought of the reason why he was jealous, and he didn't know how to react in the face of the straightforward and unreasonable questioning and accusations of the goddess of Huangquan.

He felt that King Macang Ye must not know that this great god actually thought like this—oh no, maybe he did, and Ao Ling didn't know if the spiritual vision was useful to the gods.

The black-haired monster remained silent without saying a word, occasionally sweeping the shadows behind the curtain.

There was a dead silence in the room.

One god and one demon are waiting for each other to speak first.

Izanami, who had spent countless years in the silence and darkness of the Yellow Spring, was obviously much more patient than Ao Ling.

And unlike the ease and comfort when facing the killing pill, when facing the goddess of Huangquan, Ao Ling seemed very uncomfortable. So when the silence lasted not long, Ao Ling finally couldn't calm down.

"You said you were jealous of me, but you still helped me and King Ye." What Ao Ling was referring to was that the goddess of Huangquan asked King Macang Ye to go deep into the darkness of Huangquan and obtain things from the depths.

Ao Ling said, and began to guess if this goddess was the type who was honest in her mouth.

That's the kind of ...... He talks about hate and disgust, but in his heart he still expects to be able to witness the happiness of a relationship, so while embarrassing others, he secretly helps others - the characters are drawn like this in the comics.

The popularity of this kind of character is generally quite high.

"If it weren't for your guidance, King Ye wouldn't have had the opportunity to go deep into the Yellow Spring, nor would he have the opportunity to leave the Yellow Spring as a revenant."

This is undeniable, any soul and the soul who entered the Yellow Spring want to leave, and whether it succeeds or not is just a thought of the goddess of the Yellow Spring.

But when King Macang Ye left Huangquan for a short time, the umbrella in his hand directly spread under his feet a path that was different from the way of the judgment of the revenant.

If Ao Ling remembers correctly, the dark red paper umbrella was given to him by the great god Izanami.

There was a faint sneer from behind the curtain.

The Goddess of Yellow Spring's tone was full of cold malice, "Lord of the Western Kingdom, do you know what the deepest part of those filth is? ”

Ao Ling had heard from Abe Harumaki's mouth that something existed in the depths of the Yellow Spring.

He nodded thoughtfully, and realized that there was a curtain in front of him to obscure his vision, so he said, "I probably know." ”

"I heard that it is the source of the filth of the Yellow Spring, and it is the thing that attracts the filth of the present world to sink into the Yellow Spring." The black-haired demon added.

The goddess of Huangquan snorted lightly.

"Nope." She denied Ao Ling's claim, "In the depths of Huangquan, surrounded by the deepest and thickest filth and evil, it is the cleanest and purest existence in this world. ”

Ao Ling was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

This is normal and not unusual.

- All things are born together, and things must be opposed.

Just as there must be darkness under the light, there must be light and goodness in the darkness and evil that contrast them.

The deepest part of the Yellow Spring, after experiencing the deepest and thickest darkness, has the purest light.

"Wouldn't that be nice?" Ao Ling said that it was much better than being completely dark, that is, completely dark.

"That disgusting filth is enough to bring down even the most powerful gods, let alone a human? King Macang Ye can't get there. The goddess's voice softened, and there seemed to be a sigh of satisfaction in her calm tone, "The soul of King Macang Ye will be lost in that filth, and will never find a way out, and will eventually die here." ”

Hearing this, Ao Ling squinted his eyes, and seriously thought about the possibility of squatting in the yellow spring to devour the filth and try his best to relieve the pressure of the King of Macang Ye.

This is no longer such a simple matter as whether he wants to accept the heart of King Ma Cang Ye.

Even if he made a decision, King Macang Ye would not be able to come out of the filth of Huangquan, it would be in vain.

The black-haired monster folded his hands on his lap and pressed his index finger again and again as he endured the uneasiness in his heart.

"Things in the world are not completely absolute." He said, "King Ye always surprises people. ”

This is indeed not wrong, at least for Ao Ling, many of the actions of King Macang Ye can no longer be regarded as surprises, but miracles.

Ao Ling believes in King Macang Ye.

In addition to entrusting his trust, he didn't know where to put his inner worries and worries.

The goddess of Huangquan seemed to laugh out loud with pleasure, but the laughter was full of unsettling atmosphere, and she said, "Yes, he does always surprise people, maybe he can hold on there." ”

Ao Ling pursed his lips.

"But you know, when he really walks through the endless darkness and sees what lies behind it, you will no longer be the only one." She whispered, her voice falling into Ao Ling's ears through the curtain full of mockery, "That thing can block filth, and naturally it can also block spiritual vision, with that, King Macang Ye doesn't need you." He's not going to give it to me either—there's no use, you don't have a godhead, and you're just as discarded as I am. ”

Ao Ling lowered his eyes and did not speak, and the ears on the top of his head trembled slightly.

Outside the curtain was an incense burner, and the incense burning inside gave off a sweet smell.

The black-haired monster was silent for a long time, took out two plates of cherry blossom cake from the beast's teeth, straightened up and handed one to the front of the curtain, and asked, "Do you want to try Abe's cherry blossom cake?" ”

The indifferent question caused the goddess behind the curtain to fall into silence.

Ao Ling saw that behind the screen on the side, the little girl who had opened the door for him earlier poked out her head and looked at the cherry blossom cake in Ao Ling's hand covetously.

The big monster beckoned to her.

The little girl ran out from behind the screen, rubbed to Ao Ling's side and took the cherry blossom cake in his hand, and thanked him in a soft and glutinous voice.

Ao Ling smiled and stuffed her with a large handful of gold pings.

The little girl's eyes widened, she looked up at the big monster who stuffed her with candy with joy on her face, and happily leaned over and took a sip on the face of the black-haired monster!

Just when Ao Ling's face was full of astonishment, the little girl took a step and opened the curtain and drilled over.

Immediately after, a delicate and soft voice came from behind, "Mother! This candy is delicious, much more delicious than what Masa-sama made himself before, and it's even beautiful! ”

Ao Ling looked at the goddess of Huangquan who hugged the little girl into her arms behind the curtain and blinked.

…… King Ye actually made candy for this little girl.

To tell the truth, Ao Ling died in surprise.

And I really want to try it.

The big monster saw that the goddess of Huangquan gently gave the little girl a brain breakdown, and after the little girl snorted lightly, she sat down very obediently and said nothing.

Only the occasional movement could be vaguely seen that she was eating the plate of cherry blossom cakes.

The goddess of Huangquan looked at the big monster behind the curtain, and her tone was cold, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Nothing else." Ao Ling's tail flicked lightly behind him, "I just want to say that even if you lose your lover and are emotionally frustrated, there are still many cute things in this world, such as ...... Abe's cherry blossom cake? ”

As he spoke, the big monster also took a piece of cherry blossom cake and stuffed it into his mouth, and by the way, he also waved to the little boy who was hiding behind the screen, and handed him the rest of the cherry blossom cake.

"Moreover, if King Ye gets the thing you said, he can solve the spiritual vision that has plagued him for so many years, that would be a good thing." Ao Ling's tone was relaxed, completely different from the uneasy and suspicious appearance that the goddess of Huangquan expected, "I don't agree with King Ye going to the darkness in the depths for me, if the things I get in the end can be useful to King Ye, it would be great." ”

"That's what he deserves in itself."

The big monster said, and his eyes couldn't help but be filled with a vague layer of tenderness and joy.

"There are so many godheads, I can always get the right one if I think of a way, and if I can't do it, I won't be very hungry if I stay in the Yellow Spring all year round - but King Ye, there is only one."

The goddess of Huangquan pursed her lips, staring at the big monster behind the curtain with burning eyes, and after a long time, she withdrew her gaze and closed her eyes, and swept away all the embarrassment and resentment in her eyes.

She said, "King Macang Ye values you only because you can block the spiritual vision for him. ”

"I know." Ao Ling admitted generously, "King Ye has told me a long time ago, he attaches importance to me because of his spiritual vision, but his feelings of liking me are real, and he will definitely not dislike me because there is something else that can block spiritual vision for him." ”

The big monster said with great confidence.

"What King Ye likes is my pure heart!"

The goddess of Huangquan almost didn't catch her breath in one breath.

She scoffed, "You can never imagine how greedy and inferior human beings are. ”

"Izanami, you can't say that." Ao Ling straightened his face, "It's not just humans who have greed and inferiority, doesn't your husband, as the original god, also possess such inferior qualities?" ”

The goddess of Huangquan suddenly changed color, and she suddenly tightened the smooth fabric under her hand, and the beautiful robe was torn out of wrinkles by her.

She had no idea that anyone would dare to slander Izanagi in front of her.

But she couldn't argue with Ao Ling's point of view - he was right, Izanagi, as the original god, hated her because of her darkness, and he didn't even think of saving her.

On the other hand, King Macang Ye and Ao Ling, this person and demon can trust each other, understand each other, and be full of joy because of some changes and benefits of the other party.

The goddess of Huangquan said that she was jealous, but she was sincere and unfalse.

She was in Huangquan, and she could only see the one-sided dedication of King Macang Ye, and her jealousy was directed at Ao Ling, who was flying up in this world.

But now, she is even counted as King Macang Ye.

It was jealous, she thought again.

Ao Ling looked at the silent goddess of Huangquan behind the curtain, completely unaware that she had stepped on someone's sore foot, but continued: "I believe in King Ye, even if he takes the things in the depths of Huangquan as his own, it is a matter of course, and I will not resent him because of this." ”

The goddess of Huangquan suddenly didn't want to continue listening.

But for some reason, she never stopped Ao Ling's words.

"However, if King Ye really doesn't like me because the problem of spiritual vision is solved, then I don't like him either."

Ao Ling said, completely unaware that his words meant that he had recognized the mind of King Macang Ye in this way.

"There are so many monsters, gods, and humans in the world, there is no one else without King Ye."

When the black-haired monster said this, his words suddenly stopped, as if he had discovered something terrible, and the whole monster was stiffly stunned in place.

- yes, if you think so, there's no need for Izanami to be jealous of him!

Ao Ling felt that the goddess might need a ...... Or two, three, or even more boyfriends.

The goddess of Huangquan narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the figure behind the curtain.

After a long while, Ao Ling coughed lightly, came back to his senses, and the softness on his face suddenly subsided.

"I'm honest, Izanami." Ao Ling's tone was serious and solemn, "Your obsession with the god Izanagi is too deep, why did he trap you in the Yellow Spring, and you really obediently stationed in the Yellow Spring?" ”

The more Ao Ling spoke, the more he felt that he was simply reasonable, and couldn't help but bring out the poisonous chicken soup and feed it to the goddess behind the curtain one by one.

"You obviously have powerful divine power, and you also have hundreds of thousands of descendants of the god of calamity, you can clearly call the wind and rain, and do whatever you want, why bother because of a scumbag...... Ahem, what about locking yourself in the Yellow Spring because of a word from the great god Izanagi? ”

"There is a good saying, where is there no grass at the end of the world? Just because Izanagi is the one you love, have you given up the happiness and status you should have? ”

"Izanagi God has abandoned you, and you are full of resentment, why don't you leave Huangquan to ask him for clarification?"

"You're so powerful, now that all the gods of Izumo are combined, they don't have to be your opponents - you can just leave the Yellow Springs to find the god Izanagi?"

Ao Ling instinctively felt that his statement was a bit dangerous, but since the goddess behind the curtain did not stop him, he simply continued to speak.

"If you understand that you no longer love your husband, then let go of your obsession, where can you not enjoy yourself wantonly? If you still love him, you can fight with Izanagi Okami, and if you win, you will forcibly keep him by your side, and if you lose, you will recuperate and fight again in a few years. That way, one day you'll get his, won't you? ”

The black-haired monster thinks that this routine thief is particularly sensitive.

The person who can make this bowl of poisonous chicken soup is simply a genius!

"If you really hate him, wouldn't it be nice to just seal him in the Yellow Spring?" Ao Ling paused for a moment after speaking, and immediately added, "Of course, if you are going to do this, I hope to wait for King Ye to come out of the depths before considering it." ”

After saying this, Ao Ling was silent.

He regretted the last paragraph a little, in case the goddess of Huangquan thought that he was very reasonable, and really sealed Izanagi to Huangquan, then King Macang Ye would be very dangerous.

As a result, after a long time of digestion and thinking, the goddess behind the curtain actually nodded and agreed with Ao Ling's words.

"You have a point."

Ao Ling: "......"

Damn?!

"But after I leave Yellow Springs, who will guard this place for me?" The goddess of Huangquan muttered and asked, but her gaze was like substance, falling straight on Ao Ling.

Ao Ling: "......???? ”

Question markQuestion markQuestion mark??

The goddess of Huangquan just stared at the big monster behind the curtain.

Ao Ling was stared at by her and her scalp was numb, like sitting on pins and needles.

Of course, he understood what the goddess of Huangquan meant—it was nothing more than hoping that he would come to guard Huangquan.

Although Ao Ling is not averse to Huangquan, this does not mean that he wants to stay in Huangquan forever.

The black-haired monster raised his head and stared back fearlessly, showing his unyielding sentiment and integrity with his eyes and actions.

The goddess of the Yellow Springs sighed faintly, "It seems that we can only leave for the time being, and find a way to let Izanagi come down." ”

Ao Ling: "......"

Woooo

The black-haired monster looked at the goddess behind the curtain in disbelief, and just wanted to say that you, as a great god, are such a dirty threat to this baby, and then reacted that this goddess of Huangquan seems to have been talking about some very terrible black topics since they first met.

For example, beating mandarin ducks, such as sowing discord or something, but it didn't succeed.

I never expected that I would lift a stone and shoot myself in the foot.

Ao Ling shook his ears, secretly scolded himself for really owing, and then asked with a snort: "How long are you going to go?" ”

The goddess of Huangquan thought for a moment: "Let's talk about decades less." ”

Ao Ling: "......"

It's really better not to come to Huangquan this time.

The goddess of Huangquan sensed the shaking of the big monster, and felt that the fact that King Macang Ye and Ao Ling were weak to each other was perfect.

"The godhead of Huangquan is still with me, if you have something, call me directly." As she spoke, the goddess gently stroked the head of the little girl beside her, "These two ghost fire boys also stayed to accompany you - there is also the King of Macang Leaves in the depths?" ”

Ao Ling hesitated: "But I still have a ...... in the western country"

The goddess of Huangquan interrupted Ao Ling's words, "I can take care of you in the western country." ”

Ao Ling: "......"

Finished.

Xiguo is about to be included in the care of the goddess of Yellow Springs, and I hope that Inuhime and Sesshomaru won't run into Yellow Springs to spank him.

Ao Ling thought and raised his eyes to look at the figure reflected in the curtain, "I called you, will you come back?" ”

"If it's a big deal, it's natural." The goddess of Huangquan replied very simply.

"Can I connect with the present world?" Ao Ling asked.

"Of course, you can—I'll give you some of the priesthood of Huangquan, and of course, if you agree, it's most convenient to become an oracle."

Ao Ling did not hesitate to reject the offer to become an oracle.

The goddess of Huangquan didn't care, she directly reached out and lifted the curtain in front of her, and took a look at the big monster who was about to replace her in guarding Huangquan.

As the mother of the gods, Izanami's appearance is absolutely unspeakable.

When the extremely beautiful face came into view, he was as heartless as Ao Ling, and he was stunned for a moment.

Its appearance is like a flower, its skin is like snow, its hair is like ink, its lips are like blood—the stars in his eyes are like stars falling in it.

That beautiful dress did not hide the brilliance of the goddess at all, but set off her face more and more delicately, and a touch of mature charm flowed between her eyebrows and eyes, adding a bit of heart-warming magnificence.

Ao Ling was stunned for a while, until the ghost fire boy on the side reached out and pulled his hair, and then he came back to his senses and lowered his head with a flushed face.

He felt that Izanagi was really not a man, or a.

Such a beautiful girl can resolutely abandon this dark barren yellow spring, who believes it if it's not a? !

Ao Ling rubbed his face vigorously under Izana's beautiful gaze, then raised his head, with a flushed face on his face, with a righteous expression: "In order to thank you for giving King Ye the hope of lifting his spiritual vision, please let me stay in Huangquan to clean up the filth of Huangquan for you!" ”

The extremely beautiful goddess bent her eyebrows and chuckled, falling into Ao Ling's ears, it was clearly the same sound, but it was as warm as the ice melted and the sun spread on the earth.

Ao Ling couldn't help but think seriously about whether he was straight or bent.

Because he has always had no resistance to mature women.

As a result, before he could come up with a reason, the painted fan in the hand of the goddess Huangquan gently knocked on his eyebrows.

At this moment, Ao Ling felt as if he could see the whole Yellow Spring clearly—even the darkness behind the hell, although it was noisy, it was incomparably clear, and every bit of it was clear.

Even the King of Asakura Ye, who was walking alone in that darkness, flashed in front of his eyes.

He sat on his knees, his eyes down, like the sun hanging high in the sky, taking in everything in his eyes.

He could also feel a slight connection between himself and the countless souls and creatures of the Yellow Springs, as if he could easily kill them with a single thought.

There are also many uninhabited and unheard of forbidden places, which are also showing their original appearance in front of his eyes one by one.

In his eyes, there is no longer the slightest secret.

That's what it is......

The power of the gods.

It took Ao Ling a long time to recover from the special feeling of mastering everything, and with a little dazed and excited, he looked at the goddess in front of him with a calm expression, and couldn't help but lick his lips.

- He finally understood why the Jade of the Four Souls had made countless youkai flock to it.

After having a powerful power that does not belong to the same level at all, it must be very painful to lose it.

Addiction is hard to stop.

That kind of pain and longing will constantly drive them to seize power like moths to a fire.

Ao Ling took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and pulled his tail hard.

"That's a ...... Unbelievable power. ”

The beautiful goddess took the murmur of the big monster into her ears, and the corners of her lips twitched, "The temptation that King Macang Ye is about to receive is countless times stronger than this power—that deep thing is itself a godhead, give it to him or give it to you, it's all in his thoughts." ”

"Before it happened, no matter how much you say, I won't shake my trust in King Ye." Ao Ling spread his hand, "And as I said, I won't have a grudge against King Ye because of this." ”

The smile on the face of the goddess of Huangquan disappeared suddenly, she stood up, and looked condescendingly at the big demon in front of her who had inherited part of her priesthood and divine power for a long time, before covering her lips with a fan, just as she had commented on Ao Ling as she had ridiculed King Macang Ye.

"What a disgusting youkai."