Chapter 1□□

But although the goddess of Huangquan was full of disgust, she still had to pinch her nose and press her desire to beat people, and tell Ao Ling how to deal with the affairs in Huangquan.

After teaching, he left very neatly, without any nostalgia and reluctance.

Ao Ling found that the matter of guarding Huangquan was really just a literal guard.

As the great god who rules the entire Yellow Springs, there are not many matters that need to be handled by Izanami himself.

This job can be called leisurely.

No, to be more precise, it is idle that can grow hair.

You must know that in the Yellow Springs, there may not be one or two things that need to be dealt with by the Goddess of the Yellow Springs for several years - usually things have been dealt with by the people below before they make a big fuss.

Ao Ling's main task is to occasionally rise up to look around to see the situation in the Yellow Spring, if there is any gap in the sky above the Yellow Spring, he will use the inherited power of the Yellow Spring and the soil of the Yellow Spring to fill it.

If something really happened to him in Huangquan, he would interrogate the people and throw them directly into the evil mirror hell to make them roll over a wave, and everything would be solved.

So what Ao Ling did the most was to sit on the bluestone slab outside the courtyard, and a ghost fire boy sat on the left and right, looking at the darkness in front of him in a daze.

- Of course, Ao Ling himself is actually devouring the filth in the darkness around him.

It was also after Izanami left that Ao Ling learned that the two ghost fire boys, a man and a woman, were the two ghost fires that had quietly come to him when he first stepped into this courtyard.

The two Oni Fire Boys were not given names by Izanami.

After asking Izanami what he meant, Ao Ling named the girl Kagura and the boy Kamui in a nostalgic mood.

At this time, Kagura, who was dressed in a small red virusleeve, was holding her chin, biting the jerky that Ao Ling had given her in her mouth, and her beautiful big blue eyes were shining with a ghostly emerald green light.

The girl looked at Ao Ling's dog crawling words written on the paper with the pen stick, and asked softly, "Lord Ling, what does it look like outside?" ”

"Outside?" Ao Ling, who was writing a letter to Sesshomaru and Ba Wei, paused, raised his head and glanced at Kagura beside him, "Which outside is Kagura referring to?" ”

"This dark outside." Kagura said softly, carefully glanced up at Ao Ling, and when he saw that he didn't show an unpleasant expression, he bit his lower lip.

"Mother has never let Kagura and Kamui leave the garden, and every time she mentions going out, she gets angry." She said this with a slight whining in her words.

Ao Ling raised his eyebrows, it was not difficult to understand such an act as Izanami's life.

After all, there is no existence in Huangquan who can communicate with her on an equal footing, and these two ghost fire boys have stayed by the side of the goddess Huangquan since they were born, and they do not have a very clear understanding of her status.

But if she sees too much respect and fear for her from those dead souls and creatures outside, I'm afraid that after she returns, she will change somewhat.

- At least, it is impossible to hold the legs of the goddess of Huangquan anymore and call her mother slimy and soft.

Thinking so, Ao Ling dried the letter to Ba Wei and put it away.

"Kagura and Kamui want to go out?" He asked.

The little girl with small red sleeves had bright eyes and nodded vigorously.

The little boy in a navy blue hakama shook his head solemnly with a straight face.

"Mother doesn't want us to leave her," he said. ”

"You can't leave Yellow Springs." Ao Ling knew that although he had inherited a small part of Izana's divine power and divine power, he still had no right to let the subordinates belonging to the goddess of Huangquan leave Huangquan, "But there is no problem in leaving this courtyard." ”

He handed the two letterheads in his hand to Kagura, "Kagura will go and hand them over to the great god of the Dao rebellion for me." ”

The girl's face was full of joy, carefully put away the letterhead, went into the courtyard and took a small red paper umbrella, happily and lightly jumped down the bluestone stairs, as light as a milk swallow, and stood far away on the road illuminated by the paper umbrella and waved at them.

Ao Ling responded with a smile, and by the way, he also waved the little hand that was holding Shenwei beside him.

The boy looked a little upset.

Ao Ling rubbed his head, and didn't bother with him, just turned around and went back to the courtyard.

Bathing, purifying, burning incense.

Then he closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and only after the whole person was calm down did he slowly open his eyes.

- The big demon's open eyes flashed several streamers, just like he had seen in the eyes of the goddess of Huangquan before, the dark eyes were like the deepest night, and the stars on this night were dotted and shining, as if they contained cosmic stars.

He looked up, his gaze resting on a point in the void.

If you look at him, you can only see the screen in front of him and the wall behind it.

But in Ao Ling's eyes, his gaze really fell on King Macang Ye, who was trekking in the dark.

He could even clearly see how far King Ma Cang Ye was from the deepest part of the darkness - not only was it far away, but in this darkness, even if he was holding a paper umbrella given by the goddess of Huangquan to guide the way, he still often went in the wrong direction.

Or even spinning in circles without knowing it.

Ao Ling almost wanted to directly get King Macang Ye out of that darkness, but helplessly, he didn't interfere with the power of that darkness.

Because the goddess of Huangquan made it clear that even she herself could not easily touch those darkness, so just in case, she did not give Ao Ling the power to intervene in those darkness at all.

The black-haired monster clenched his fists, staring at the little white in the darkness, carefully scanning the frowning face and body of the figure, and when he made sure that there were no scars on the body of the onmyoji's revenant, he breathed a small sigh of relief.

In such a bad situation, the absence of trauma is not a small piece of good news.

Ao Ling's gaze left King Macang Ye, scanning the monster that lurked in the darkness of the depths of the Yellow Spring.

There are many youkai who have been suppressed under hell, but because of the special place they are in, most of them are busy resisting the erosion and devouring of darkness, and more of them have completely lost themselves in the endless deep darkness and become puppets of this deep darkness.

Ao Ling saw the eagle in it.

Probably because when he was created, he used part of Abe Harumi's flesh and blood, and the body of the eagle still exudes a slight breath that belongs to Abe Harumi.

It's a pity that without a soul, no matter how strong his body is, he can still only become a vassal of darkness.

Ao Ling's gaze stayed on him for a few breaths, and then he took it back indifferently.

He really hated the eagle, and when he thought that King Macang Ye had been seriously injured by the eagle, he wanted to pinch him to death directly.

But it is a pity that he did not intervene in the power of the darkness, unless he himself went into the darkness.

The black-haired demon frowned unhappily, but finally sighed a little and looked at King Macang Ye again.

In fact, there are many youkai who are driven by this darkness to hover around King Makura, especially those who have become puppets, and the number is considerable.

These puppets who were famous monsters before they fell, even if they have lost their subjective consciousness, their power is undeniable.

With instinct, just one was enough for the King of Macang Ye, who couldn't get a quick supply of spiritual energy in this darkness, to drink a pot, let alone such a large group.

But it's a pity that King Macang Ye not only carries a paper umbrella given by the goddess of Huangquan, but also an eight-foot Qionggou jade given to the royal family by Amaterasu.

The protection of the two god-given vessels allowed King Asakura to walk in this dangerous darkness without worry.

- It's just that the number of times I spin in place is really more.

Ao Ling thought about it, staring at King Macang Ye in a daze, unable to take his eyes off it.

Suddenly, the onmyoji revenant who was staring at him paused.

Ao Ling blinked, wondering if King Ye was tired or hungry. The last time we met, he also stuffed a lot of food for King Ye, but unfortunately after five years, it is estimated that he has eaten almost enough.

As a result, King Macang Ye was not hungry or tired.

With an eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade hanging around his neck, and the onmyoji revenant who was emitting a faint divine light all over his body, put away the umbrella he was holding in his hand, raised his head slightly and looked around, and the originally indifferent Qingjun face suddenly brought a shallow smile on it.

"Ling?" King Macang called softly, his voice was soft, like a fluttering feather falling in his heart, soft and smooth.

Ao Ling was stunned, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, and in a trance, he seemed to feel that his ears were hallucinating.

King Asakura didn't get a response, but he still didn't think that the sight that fell on him was his hallucination.

People who are engaged in non-ordinary occupations usually have different intuition and perception abilities than ordinary people.

The existence of non-earthly things that the Onmyoji needs to deal with especially needs this inspiration.

As a powerful onmyoji known as the "second in Harumi" during the Heiankyo period, although history has artificially erased the existence of King Asakura Ha, it cannot erase his strength.

King Macang Ye was sure that someone was watching him.

The familiarity and throbbing brought to him by that gaze did not do what he thought except for Ao Ling.

The smile on the corner of King Macang Ye's lips deepened, and he called out again: "Ling, I know you're here." ”

Only then did Ao Ling finally determine that the call just now was not an illusion.

He pursed his lips nervously, and countless explanations of "why he was here and why he could see him" flashed through his mind at this moment, but in the end it was just a dry "um".

As if sensing Ao Ling's nervousness, King Macang Ye chuckled, re-held his umbrella, and continued to walk along the road under his feet.

It's just that the difference is that he is always frowning and looking preoccupied now, but now, his steps are brisk, his eyebrows and eyes are full of joy and joy, and his loosely tied hair ends seem to feel the happiness of his master, floating up and down with the footsteps of King Macang Ye, drawing a gentle arc in the dark.

Ao Ling looked at the onmyoji who had taken a new step, and the tension in his heart seemed to gradually disappear with the other party's happy mood.

"Ye Wang." Ao Ling grunted and shouted.

Then he thought of the noise he had experienced when he stepped into the darkness before, and asked cautiously, "I...... Am I going to make a noise with you? ”

King Macang Ye didn't expect Ao Ling to ask this, and there was a little surprise on his face.

- When there is no face-to-face, vision is useless.

This made King Macang Ye unable to grasp what Ao Ling was thinking in his heart at the first time.

But fortunately, this big monster in the West Country is really simple, and his mind is also a straight tendon, so King Macang Ye understood what Ao Ling meant after a little thought.

It was a fear that talking to him would exacerbate the sting of the noise that had crashed straight into his head.

The smile on the face of the Onmyoji's revenant was even more gentle, "No, Ling—I feel comfortable talking to you." ”

Hearing this, the big monster clasped his palms together and said in a brisk tone, "Then I'll talk to you more." ”

Ao Ling didn't tell whether King Macang Ye was telling the truth or a lie.

It stands to reason that he was not able to block the power of psionic vision through words - not to mention that in that darkness, not to mention that he was destined to exert the power of devouring, he even needed the protection of King Macang Ye.

Don't bother to speculate if it's not accurate, Ao Ling doesn't always think about things as complicated monsters, so he simply takes the words of King Macang Ye as true.

"King Ye, how did you know I was here?" Ao Ling asked curiously.

"Because ......" King Asakura Ye paused, his eyebrows curled up like a crescent moon hanging high in the night, and his dark eyes were full of beautiful waves, "Because, I heard what Ling Tong Izanami said." ”

Ao Ling: "......??" ”

Woo Woo Woo ?????

Ao Ling's eyes widened, and he almost immediately understood how King Macang Ye could hear what he said to the Goddess of Huangquan.

He was sold.

Ao Ling really never expected that the mother of the gods, the goddess of Huangquan, Izanami, Izanami, Izanami!

- betrayed him so quietly without saying a word!

The black-haired monster couldn't help but recall with a deep face what he had said to the goddess of Huangquan before.

As a result, the heat and flush on his face could not be suppressed when he recalled it.

Think about it carefully.

It seems that every word is an inner confession and the maintenance of King Macang Ye.

Ao Ling was silent for a while, and after a while, his face was flushed and he stumbled and asked, "You, what did you hear?!" ”

The soul of the Onmyoji lowered his head and thought about it seriously, and said with a smile: "Probably from ...... Izanami Okami said he hated me, so let's get started. ”

Ao Ling was silent: "......"

That's ...... Heard from the beginning.

The black-haired monster lowered its head, its hands folded, and its ten fingers intertwined with great tension.

There is no way to talk about the tension in my heart.

"I'm really ...... to hear you say that," King Macang Ye dragged out the end of his words, making Ao Ling's heart hang high, and after a few seconds, he continued, "The word ecstasy is not enough to say. ”

Ao Ling pursed her lips shyly, "I'm just telling the truth." ”

"Tell me the truth?" King Macang Ye raised his eyebrows and smiled even brighter, "So, my heart, Ling accepted it?" ”

The black-haired monster opened its mouth, but it didn't hold back a fart for a long time.

The soul of the Onmyoji gently turned the crimson paper umbrella in his hand, and his tone was calm and full of certainty, "-I won't dislike Ling because of this godhead in the depths of darkness, so Ling, you must not dislike me." ”

Ao Ling felt that his eyes were dark, and the whole monster seemed to be thrown into boiling water, and a poke could emit smoke-like water vapor.

Thoughts and consciousness seem to be stirred into a sticky maltose, and many chaotic thoughts emerge and are crushed, exuding a sweet and fragrant smell.

The big monster who was thrown into chaos by King Macang Ye's words could only stare at the Onmyoji who once again expressed his intentions with wide eyes in vain, helpless.

"I'd love to see what you look like now." King Macang Ye sighed and said, his tone was ridiculous, but it was full of gentleness, "You must be blushing." ”

When Ao Ling heard this, he tried his best to straighten his face, but the blush on his face never went away.

"My ears are shy."

Ao Ling touched his ear and dragged it up, only to let go and droop it again.

Ao Ling: "...... "Hey, so angry!"

It's really not to fight for Abba!

"The tail must be wagging around uneasily."

Ao Ling hurriedly hugged his tail again, and finally found something that he could control.

King Macang Ye chuckled, "When Ling is the most shy, he even curls up his toes. ”

Ao Ling felt the soles of his feet, and finally seemed to have grasped the weakness of King Macang Ye, and retorted excitedly and happily: "No! ”

Onmyoji raised his eyebrows, "If it's me in front of you, there must be." ”

I didn't understand what kind of person I was in front of King Macang Ye Ao Ling sneered at this, snorted lightly, and made it clear that he didn't believe it.

King Macang Ye sighed, "I really want to rub my belly." ”

Ao Ling reflexively wanted to change back to the appearance of a milk dog, and complained after reacting: "You can't rub it again." ”

The soul of the Onmyoji was silent for a moment, "Yes." ”

The big monster looked at the onmyoji who looked a little depressed, and hurriedly reassured: "I, I'm going to stay in Huangquan for a long time - I'm guarding this place for the great god Izanami, and if King Ye wants to chat, he can call me at any time." ”

Onmyoji was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lightly.

"Now in the darkness of this Yellow Spring, I can feel your breath."

Ao Ling replied softly.

"I never thought I would be today, Ling." King Macang Ye sighed, "I never thought that you would be able to accompany me here." ”

Although it is not accompanied to be precise, being able to know the existence of the other party and being able to feel the breath of the other party is around is enough to comfort the onmyoji who is in endless darkness.

King Macang Ye said with a smile: "I suddenly feel that the days in the dark are not so difficult. ”

Ao Ling laughed twice, but there was no smile on his face.

To tell the truth, he felt very uncomfortable when he saw King Macang Ye alone getting lost and walking in that darkness.

"However, if you dare to count down Izanagi in front of Izanami, you are truly unprecedented...... I guess there won't be anyone coming. ”

Ao Ling touched his nose in disdain, "I'm just talking nonsense......"

"Even if it's nonsense, you said that you moved the god Izanami." King Macang Ye seemed to think that this matter was quite interesting, "There must be a commotion outside the Yellow Spring, I really want to go and see it." ”

……

Outside, as King Macang Ye guessed, the chickens and dogs jumped upside down.

It all started when Izanami, the mother of the gods, kicked the stone away.

At that time, it really scared the gods of Izumo to the point that their heads were about to fly.

As a result, Izanami stood at the gate of the Yellow Spring, and after thinking for a while, she re-blocked the Dao Reverse Stone that she kicked away at the entrance of the Yellow Spring, and after glancing at the Izumo gods who were waiting for him, he didn't make a move, but ran directly to Taga.

The whole world knows that the light sea of Taga is the place where Izanagi, the father of the gods, dwells.

Generally speaking, there are no earth-shattering events, no one will go there, and even the fighting will be carefully avoided.

As a result of this caution on the part of the gods, youkai and humans, Izanami rushed to Taga with a fierce and unhindered path.

Even Izanami, who had never left Huangquan for a long time, forcibly pretended to be ignorant of the rules of the present world, and had no intention of hiding his existence in front of mortals at all, so he faced a bunch of warriors attracted by her beauty so generously, and directly gave her husband a war letter on the shore of the light sea in Taga.

The whole world was in a stir.

——The most primitive god couple is torn apart!!!

Whether it is a god, a monster or a human, they are all dumbfounded in the face of such a powerful thing.

Immediately afterwards, they all tacitly put down the things and grudges in their hands, and rushed to the periphery of Taga, just waiting to see the two initial gods facing each other.

Some gods had the audacity to ask Izanami why he suddenly came out of the Yellow Springs and sent a war letter to her husband.

At that time, the noisy Taga beach suddenly fell silent, and only the sound of waves and wind remained.

The extremely glamorous Mother of the Gods tapped the palm of her hand with a painted fan and sneered.

"Naturally, I came to my dear husband to ask for an explanation—I have voluntarily been trapped in the Yellow Springs for so many years, and I hope that he will come back to see me, and what is the result? Thousands of years have passed, and he has never seen me, not even a letter. ”

"Thanks to a big monster who woke me up and stopped me from being trapped in the land of Yellow Springs, now I just came to see if my brother was stronger, or if I was superior—if I was stronger, then my brother's position as the head of the gods should be replaced by me."

Even the title has changed from husband to brother!

The beings were in an uproar.

And the current lord of Takamagahara, the head of the new generation of gods, Amaterasu, who was quietly squatting on the side to eat melons, felt a pain in his knees.

The questioning god seemed to be frightened, and he stumbled and asked, "Then, if you really defeat the god Izanagi......

The glamorous goddess sneered again, only to hear the voice like the cold ice of the mountains say coldly: "If you really defeat him, I will abolish him." ”

The souls of all beings were silent for a moment, you look at me, I look at you, and I didn't dare to make a sound for a long time.

Just when the beings were silent, a tall and burly male god with an extremely handsome face walked from the light sea, and his eyes fell on the goddess Huangquan who said something shocking, as if he was a little surprised, but his eyes were completely ruthless.

"That youkai said pretty well." Stimulated by her eyes, the goddess of Huangquan clenched the painted fan in her hand, and her knuckles were white because of the force, "Izanagi, if you are disobedient, I will beat you until you are obedient, and if you don't love me, I will beat you until you love me." ”

The onlookers exploded again with a roar.

There was a fierce discussion about who such a murderous monster who brainwashed the goddess of Huangquan was.

also ran over to join in the fun, and now several big monsters who are standing in the monster camp look at each other.

They all smelled the faint familiar smell of the goddess of Huangquan.

So their eyes fell on Sesshomaru and Ba Wei.

Killing Pill was indifferent to the attention of the demons, and there was even a hint of appreciation and pleasure in the pair of cold golden beast eyes.

As for Ba Wei, he held the letter from Huangquan that had just been handed over by the little monster in his hand, and nodded to a few familiar big monsters with a sad face.

Nu Liang's eyes widened and hissed.

"That guy Ling is really ......" the slippery ghost smacked his lips, and after a while, he could only hold back three words, "...... Disastrous. ”