Chapter 191

The terrain in the Yellow Spring is many times richer than the surface of the land, probably because no one will explore its rationality, and no one will take the initiative to care about this.

The last time Ao Ling came here, he was in a hurry to find King Macang Ye, and he didn't have the heart to take a good look at Huangquan at all.

After all, most of what Huangquan can see is hell, and beyond the vast hell, most of them are dark and forbidden places that cannot be easily set foot in.

Today's forbidden places are like his own back garden for Ao Ling, completely revealing his true appearance.

While Ao Ling described the strange terrain he had seen to King Macang Ye, he sighed that Huangquan was really strange.

- There is even a hot spring!

Ao Ling really didn't think about this.

"I also saw the temple of Izanami, which looked very magnificent and luxurious, so why didn't you stay in such a nice place, but in such a small courtyard?"

Ao Ling wandered around the places that had been listed as forbidden places, standing in front of the magnificent temple of Yellow Springs, quite puzzled, and by the way, reminded the soul of the Onmyoji that he was spinning in place again.

King Macang Ye stopped, turned the red paper umbrella in his hand left and right, changed directions and continued to move forward under Ao Ling's guidance, and replied: "Probably because this place is too brilliant, only she is alone, so it seems very rare." ”

Ao Ling nodded as if he didn't understand, he always had relatives and friends around him, and he couldn't clearly understand this lonely emotion.

The big black-haired youkai wandered around the massive temple, and after he had enough of his eyes, he turned around and headed straight for the last stop.

That is, the Flame Mountain, which is also one of the forbidden places of Yellow Springs.

The Flaming Mountain suppressed and sealed the body of the immortal demon King Evil Luo, and the reason why this mountain was a forbidden place was because most of the undead souls were not able to stay in the vicinity of the Flaming Mountain for long.

The body has a natural attraction to the soul, and the soul of the evil king who did not obey the rules of the Yellow Springs to be judged struggled to trek on the Flaming Mountain every day, hoping that one day he could return to his body and break through the shackles of the Yellow Springs and return to the world.

Unfortunately, in the distance from the halfway point of the Flaming Mountain to the top of the mountain, each small distance carried a very strict magic circle, and once defeated by any of them, it would be thrown back to the foot of the mountain.

From the day Ao Ling got the priesthood and divine power of Huangquan, he saw the King of Evil Luo squatting halfway up the mountain with a manic face.

And by the time he found the King of Evil Luo, the soul of Zhou Da Ghost seemed to have just gone through a vicious battle and was thrown down from the mountainside of the Flame Mountain.

Ao Ling moved to the side, avoiding the landing point of the Evil Luo King, and by the way, he raised his hand to cover his lips and nose to block the dust and sand that was startled by the landing of the Evil Luo King.

The disgusted demon got up, shook his head vigorously like a big dog, and then got up and shook the dust off his body.

The burgundy ghost eyes of the same color as his hair looked at him, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

Ao Ling thought for a while, raised his hand and said hello to the Evil Luo King.

The evil ghost seemed to be stunned, and redirected his gaze to Ao Ling, vaguely feeling that the monster in front of him seemed a little familiar.

After a long while, King Evil Luo clapped his hands, "I remember, you are the Nightmare Lord of the Western Kingdom. ”

Ao Ling nodded politely.

"Why, you were also killed by the fox and sealed into the Yellow Spring?" King Evil Luo was naturally able to perceive the vitality on Ao Ling's body, which was completely different from that of the dead soul, but he still mocked coldly, "Did you move his kimono or his woman?" ”

Ao Lingxin said that he didn't touch what Ba Wei liked and valued, but it might have ruined Ba Wei's reputation - after all, a certain fox had now been saddled with titles such as "shameful betrayer", "cunning and sinister wild fox", "shame of the great monster", and so on.

"He won't do it in a kimono." King Evil Luo held his cheeks, and his black eyes with heavy makeup made his face look very pale and terrible, and his face was full of excitement, "Could it be that he has a crush on a woman again?" ”

...... "It's so strange that you're excited, King Evil Luo."

"Xue Lu has already been killed by you, hasn't you?" Ao Ling looked up at the flame-colored mountain in front of him, and said casually, "Do you think Ba Wei is such an amorous fox?" ”

After saying that, he realized that something was wrong—because Ba Wei was indeed an amorous fox, otherwise he would not have nothing to do in the flower street.

As a result, the King of Evil Luo sneered, "How can he be amorous, that fox has no heart at all." ”

After saying that, King Evil Luo also seemed to realize that what he said was wrong.

He thought that Ba Wei was very serious about the woman he had killed.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been angry at him for killing him.

The King of Evil Luo was still confident in his position in Ba Wei's mind, but even if he could understand the anger of the destruction of something important, the King of Evil Luo still felt very unhappy.

Obviously, once upon a time, his brother was the most disgusted with humans, and he would never stop his pleasure in killing.

The burgundy-haired demon looked up at the top of the mountain he had been fighting for a long time and had not been able to climb up, and his heart became more and more indignant.

Ao Ling didn't know anything about the anger in the heart of the King of Evil Luo, and he looked at the King of Evil Luo looking up with a lonely face (?). Looking at the top of the Flame Mountain, he asked, "Then you should know what weaknesses Ba Wei has, right?" ”

- That's right, the Nightmare Lord of the Western Kingdom, who has been with the powerful demon fox for five years, in addition to knowing that the person the other party likes and the other party likes to linger on the flower street, is still confused about the monster Ba Wei.

The demon fox always hides his interests very well, and what can be detected is deliberately placed on the table for you to see.

Ao Ling had no doubt that Ba Wei had already touched him thoroughly.

After all, the demon fox is such a race that is overly cautious, and Ao Ling doesn't mind this.

Anyway, if it really fights, Ba Wei will definitely not be able to beat him.

But Ba Wei helped him so much, every time he stabbed Lou Zi to find Ba Wei to sweep the tail, when the other party burst out and beat people, he was too embarrassed to resist too much - but that doesn't mean he can't give Ba Wei a disgust, right?

The demon fox's mouth is too poisonous, and Ao Ling still feels more comfortable hurting each other than choosing to be understanding and tolerant.

King Luo raised his eyebrows and looked at Ao Ling, "Are you going to send my brother down to be my companion?" ”

"No, I can't live without Huangquan." Ao Ling glanced at the Evil Luo King, and felt that this evil ghost thinking who was shouting and shouting and killing at every turn was really very dangerous, "I just want to know the ordinary weakness that can make him deflated." ”

King Luo snorted boredly, "You really have a deep love for that fox, and everyone sent you to Huangquan......"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ao Ling severed the connection between himself and King Macang Ye at any time, and blushed, "What I like is not Ba Wei!" ”

King Evil Luo looked at his flushed face and tsk, and pointed and pointed.

Ao Ling: "......"

this ghost is so annoying.

"The person I like is in the Yellow Springs, don't talk nonsense." Ao Ling muttered, hearing the suspicious call of King Macang Ye ringing in his ears, and re-established the connection between them.

King Luo's face was deep, "Could it be that you like me?" ”

"Shut up."

Ao Ling now knows that he is stupid, and the cruel King of Evil Luo can be friends with the cunning demon fox.

There is a way that things gather like and people are grouped.

Based on the narcissism of the evil king Luo, Ao Ling felt that these two demons and ghosts with very different painting styles could indeed be classified into the same category.

The evil king who was evaluated as narcissistic sighed and fell back on all fours, "I said, do you know canned yellow peaches? ”

“…… Ha? Ao Ling was stunned for a moment, he seemed to have vaguely heard this thing five hundred years later, he thought for a moment, "Ba Wei hates that?" ”

King Rakra glanced at him.

"No, it's just that I want to eat it."

Ao Ling: "......"

Be reasonable, can I hit him?

"Actually, I'm a little interested in the woman that Ba Wei likes." King Luo paused for a moment as he spoke, "Especially that canned yellow peach." ”

Ao Ling rolled his eyes, "As a generation of ghost kings, you are a little promising. ”

King Evil Luo sighed, "There is nothing particularly disgusting about Ba Wei, if anything, what my fox brother hates is probably all the dirty and weak things." ”

It used to include humans, but it seems that because of that woman's relationship, Bawei no longer hates humans.

King Luo looked at the dim sky of Huangquan, felt the vitality of the force around him pull away, and after a while, he snorted lightly.

One or two, both so ruthless.

The lonely king of demons who climbed the mountain peak thought with a heart full of vicissitudes.

……

King Macang Ye couldn't understand what Ao Ling wanted to do when he went to King Evil Luo.

In this regard, Ao Ling's explanation was: "Anyway, if you are so idle in Huangquan, it is better to think about adding some blockage to Ba Wei, lest he forget me." ”

The soul of the Onmyoji thought that his dog cub might be really idle, after all, ordinary people really couldn't do such a thing.

The soul of the Onmyoji was full of concern, "Ling, if it's really boring, just sleep." ”

"When I say that when I sleep, no one will talk to you, so I won't sleep." Ao Ling shook his head and walked all the way in the direction of Santu River, "And if I sleep, who will remind you that you are going in the wrong direction again?" ”

King Macang Ye lowered his eyes and looked at the path under his feet, and for a long time, he had to sigh and give up the idea of continuing to persuade.

Just as he was unwilling to give up going into the depths of filth to gain hope at that time, Ao Ling would not give up on continuing to accompany him because of what he said.

The soul of the Onmyoji thought so, changing the subject, "So what do you want to do now?" ”

Ao Ling coughed lightly, "I'm going to send some souvenirs from Huangquan to Ba Wei." ”

King Asakura let out a soft snort of confusion.

"I'll tinker with some mud on the edge of the Santu River and give it to him." Ao Ling smiled and stopped on the edge of the Santu River.

Where there is no place covered by the flowers of the Yellow Spring, the soil is bare. Exposed, the moist yellow soil looked very slippery, soaked in the water of the rushing Santu River, and full of the filth and resentment of the Yellow Spring.

This is a real local specialty.

Ao Ling's small cloth returned to the courtyard with a lump of mud, and wrote a four-page letter to Ba Wei, expressing his condolences, and then vividly depicting the misery and loneliness of the evil king, as well as the accusation of Ba Wei, a negative man.

Then he happily handed the letter out with the little cloth bag.

King Macang Ye held back a smile while listening to the content of Ao Ling's letter, and felt that Ba Wei must be eager to rush into the Yellow Spring to scold Ao Ling after receiving the letter.

However, in fact, Ba Wei was very irritable and quickly replied.

The first sentence of the letter is, how can King Macang Ye not block the vast sea in your mind.

Ao Ling felt that she had been personally attacked.

King Ma Cang Ye sighed, "Have you always gotten along with Ba Wei like this before?" ”

Ao Ling nodded, "Almost." ”

Ao Ling wrapped himself in the quilt, and he seemed to be getting a lot colder again lately—it must have been because the people outside were so worried about him.

The soul of the Onmyoji sighed again, long, full of emotion: "You weren't killed. ”

Ao Ling: "......"

How do I seem to have heard this sentence somewhere.

The big black-haired monster pitifully wrapped itself in a ball and continued to read the letter in his hand.

After that, the content is more serious.

is talking about the follow-up to the Huangquan Goddess incident.

I talked about Izanami's accession to Takamagahara, after defeating her brother, which surprised everyone.

But something even more surprising happened.

This fierce goddess, she really did what she said, and directly abolished Izanagi - to be precise, she should have directly sealed the other party's godhead. Now that Izanagi has a powerful divine power that cannot be used, the entire Takamagahara does not dare to resist at all after learning about it.

In any case, the posture of the goddess of Huangquan from the beginning was that of husband and wife fighting and teaching scumbags, and the gods were all wise to protect themselves, and they were not willing to be involved in this terrifying family struggle.

Therefore, when the goddess of Huangquan entered Takamagahara and held the authority of Takamagahara and the head of the gods in her hands, even Amaterasu did not dare to say anything.

- Especially after these gods found out that the incense at the shrine of Izanami was not like words, they didn't dare to say anything.

After all, although it is claimed to be eight million gods, everyone knows what the specific situation is.

Of the eight million gods, at least 99 percent depend on human worship.

Now that Izanami is very powerful among humans, it is obviously unwise to oppose her, and if it is not good, it will endanger his own existence.

These gods are not stupid.

Their silent response seemed to make the goddess of Huangquan feel quite bored, and eventually, after a few addictions to the throne of Takamagahara, the goddess carved her own hidden illness on the throne, and then re-gave authority to Amaterasu.

After that, the goddess who came and went like the wind was completely lost.

Also missing is the goddess's brother, Izanagi.

Ba Wei said that if the great god Izanami returns to Huangquan, I hope Ao Ling will not be a demon, and now those gods can't stand the second scare, which really scares them, so beware of killing them directly into Huangquan to trouble you.

Ao Ling sighed, saying that he was so afraid.

It's a pity that Izanami didn't come back.

"I really didn't think that a few words of mine would have such consequences." Ao Ling felt as if his surroundings were getting colder, and he pulled out a new roll of cover, shrunk into the quilt, and sneezed.

Sure enough, he can't talk nonsense in the future, and if he goes on like this, he will be frozen and cold sooner or later.

At the end of the letter, Ao Ling also saw Ba Wei telling him that it was okay to stay away from the mentally retarded King of Evil Luo, and he would lose his IQ.

Ao Ling thought about it for a while, and decided to go back and show the last piece of paper to the King of Evil Luo, so that he could feel the love from the fox.

The black-haired monster put aside the paper of the letter, and with such a small movement, he sneezed again because of a chill that penetrated into the bed.

Ao Ling rolled himself from side to side as he rolled himself into a roll.

"Ling?" King Macang Ye raised his voice, frowned disapprovingly, and his tone was much more serious, "If you can't bear your grievances, go to the Dao Anti-Great God for help." ”

Ao Ling rolled up in the quilt and arched around, and answered vaguely.

……

The result should be the same, and Ao Ling finally fell ill under the growing resentment.

Big youkai don't usually get sick, and once they do, it's not something that can be easily solved.

Ao Ling held the hot tea that Shenwei had made for him, and spoke in a thick nasal voice, "What about the Dao Anti God?" ”

"The great god of the anti-Dao went to Izumo Divine Kingdom to ask for medicine." Kamui replied.

The black-haired monster lay under the covers with a pale face, and even his lips lost their blood.

He nodded slightly, and there seemed to be a little anger and concern in his ears.

After Ao Ling brought a pen and paper and sent a letter to Ba Wei and Sesshomaru to explain the situation, he simply sat up, shook his dizzy head, and at the call of Kagura and Kamui, he left the courtyard with his hair scattered and turned into his original form and went straight to the dark place on the edge of hell.

The souls of the dead in the Yellow Spring looked up and could see a huge black dog running across the dim sky.

The creatures of Huangquan who had a direct connection with Ao Ling all bowed their heads in awe after taking one look at it—they all regarded this huge black dog as some kind of incarnation of the goddess Huangquan.

You must know that many of the new souls who have come to the Springs have stepped into the Springs in advance because of the Goddess of the Yellow Springs' punishment of the unfaithful, and the creatures of the Springs have heard from the mouths of these souls the actions of Izanami in the present world.

The goddess who can defeat Izanagi is enough to make any living being fear and awe.

Ao Ling was dipped in the light of the goddess of Huangquan, and was kneeling down all the way, until he reached the outside of the barrier at the edge of hell before stopping.

Because the darkness is unusually deep, even the native creatures of Huangquan may not have the courage to approach here, not to mention that since Ao Ling took charge of Huangquan, the filth in Huangquan has been reduced day by day, and many dangerous places in the past can go because of the reduction of miasma, and they will come here to hurt themselves if they are stupid.

Therefore, the places close to this enchantment in the Yellow Spring are deserted and silent.

The huge black dog demon leaned against the cold barrier and yawned, feeling a little itchy nose again, as if it wanted to sneeze.

King Macang Ye sensitively sensed that the aura belonging to Ao Ling around him became thicker.

"Ling, what's going on?"

"Recently, the demonic power has been depleted a little fast, and I have begun to feel obvious hunger on the other side of the courtyard, so I came here to devour a little more." Ao Ling explained that it is not easy to dissipate the resentment that falls on his body, because this resentment is a kind of spirit, not the essence of evil thoughts in the Yellow Spring, and Ao Ling cannot devour those resentments.

Therefore, he can only use demonic power to block the cold caused by resentment.

This meant that the cost would become very large, and it was unexpectedly that he would need to devour more energy to be able to reach his own balance.

Ao Ling is still very optimistic, "King Ye, let me tell you, when these outside are also eaten by me, then I may have to run into this darkness and continue to gnaw, and then the pressure on your side will definitely become less." ”

The soul of the Onmyoji was silent, as if he hadn't heard the words in his ear, and his expression was frighteningly cold.

The big monster chattered for a long time without getting a response, so he carefully called the name of the onmyoji.

"...... King Ye?" Ao Ling shouted quietly, his voice was soft, and there was a slight nasal voice—it sounded like crying, "The Great God of Dao has already gone to find medicine for me, and it will be fine soon." ”

Onmyoji's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he didn't accept this explanation of the big monster.

From the beginning, he reminded Ao Ling to go to the Dao Anti God for help if he was unwell, but the other party didn't take it to heart at all, and only when he was really sick did he run for help in a panic.

Resentment is like a toxin, and if you accumulate too much, you will die.

Even if it's a god, even if it's a big monster, it's going to die.

Especially in Huangquan, the most suitable place for resentment to grow.

King Macang Ye was really angry - angry that Ao Ling was disobedient, and also angry that he didn't have the ability to directly coerce the other party to change when Ao Ling was disobedient.

Ao Ling also knew that he was not doing it right, and he lay on the edge of the enchantment and hummed, softly shouting the name of the Onmyoji one by one.

The nasal voice was really soft to hear.

The called Onmyoji took a deep breath, his voice hoarse, full of suppressed anger.

"Ling, have you ever thought about what I should do if something really happens to you?"