Chapter 216

Ao Ling felt that he should explain something else - for example, he really fell into the well by accident, and he wanted to come back immediately after discovering this fact.

And he was only on the other timeline for half a day.

But he didn't know how to open his mouth when he thought of the fact that it was only half a day, but he had already spent half a month here—and if it hadn't been for Yahime's intervention to stop him, he would have stayed with Yehime for a while.

He sat there dumbfounded, and finally could only hang his head, and after straightening out his thoughts, he made a promise to King Macang Ye.

- Before King Macang Ye was able to leave Huangquan, he would no longer leave Huangquan's guarantee.

The sudden outburst of the King of Macang Ye frightened Ao Ling, and since then, the Nightmare Lord of the Western Kingdom has really squatted in the Yellow Spring every day to devour the darkness, and he has no intention of moving his nest at all.

Even the fact that Nura Koban and Yamabuki Otome finally had a child after five years of marriage failed to persuade him to go out of the Yellow Spring.

But people didn't go, but letters kept coming in one after another.

"King Ye, the carp companion has sent a letter again!" Ao Ling said as he opened the letter, unfolded the thin paper in his hand, and read the contents of it very quickly.

He sighed lightly, "It was said that the original name was no longer needed, but a few days ago, Yamabuki Otome suddenly had a dream, and when she woke up, she said that the child must be called Nura Rikusheng." ”

King Macang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Generally speaking, the real name of a monster will not be changed at will, and the name will always be tied to the life of a living being, which is a very important existence.

There are very few things like changing the name of a youkai, and there are only a handful of ordinary youkai, not to mention the little guy who may inherit the status of the third generation of the Nura group.

Onmyoji waved his hand indifferently, "Yamabuki Otome's strength is not strong, and her personality is not very tough, but she will make such a strong request because of the dream, probably because of what she saw in the dream." ”

Ao Ling didn't care much about the name of the child who had never been masked.

After nodding casually, his gaze swept over the next content, and he snorted, "Nu Liang Carp Companion threw Nu Liang Lu Sheng to Huangquan." ”

King Asakura Ye frowned, looking not so pleasant.

He doesn't dislike cubs, but the scope of his dislike definitely doesn't include the ghosts surnamed Nuliang.

Not because of anything else - I have the impression that the two generations of the father and son of the slippery ghost are too bearish.

But Ao Ling likes cubs a lot, and he can only pinch his nose and admit that the slave carp companion sent his child to Huangquan.

He has been very happy in the past few years, and it is indeed inappropriate to grasp it too tightly.

Even if he didn't have spiritual vision, King Macang Ye could feel the boring aura of Ao Ling who was about to grow his hair.

It's also good to have a little cub to tease Ao Ling—thought Onmyoji.

But he never expected that his previous anger would make Ao Ling cautious to a level that bordered on fear.

For example, this time, after Ao Ling picked up Nuliang Lusheng from the gate of Huangquan, he put on a very cold look, and without saying a word to the future three generations of the Nuliang Group, he directly threw the person to the Flame Mountain, and went to be the companion of the Evil Luo King, who was also idle to grow hair.

King Macang Ye was a little helpless.

He admits that he is happy about this fact, but he is absolutely unwilling to let Ao Ling stay like this.

"Ling." The Onmyoji sighed softly, his tone was calm, but it made the big demon who was called by him tense his skin.

King Macang Ye paused slightly, "You don't need to be like this, you don't need to suppress yourself, Ling." ”

Ao Ling hurriedly returned to his footsteps in the darkness.

"My words before ...... It's not that I want to bind you. King Asakura Ye was a little embarrassed, saying so, but he did think so when he lost his temper before - wanting to restrain Ao Ling, who always liked to run around, just like he secretly arranged the binding circle when he was in Heiankyo.

But in the past few years, Ao Ling's degree of caution has been too much, which makes King Macang Ye feel that there seems to be some estrangement between them.

Even if Ao Ling didn't hide anything from him as before, the Onmyoji, who was well versed in human nature, knew very well that it would not work like this.

Sooner or later, when the person he values can no longer endure this spontaneous bondage, the anger and unwillingness to return will cause irreparable rifts between them.

Whoever started the trouble should end it.

When facing Ao Ling, King Macang Ye will always make concessions.

Onmyoji sighed, "You don't have to be like this, Ling, I'm just ...... I'm afraid that you will leave this world and go where I can't go without my knowledge. ”

But Ao Ling was clearly not going to leave now—he already knew how much uneasiness and mania his departure would bring to King Macang Ye.

The black-haired monster blinked slightly, and the big stone that had been hanging over his heart finally slowly fell to the ground.

"I see, King Ye." Ao Ling touched his nose, feeling a little at a loss for the long-lost concession of King Macang Ye.

In the end, he could only choose to skip the topic lightly, and instead remind King Macang Ye, who was in the dark, that he was going in the wrong direction again.

King Asakura was already very close to their goal, and after hundreds of years of uninterrupted progress and battle, the soul of the Onmyoji had become unprecedentedly powerful.

Now, if he is the most powerful person among the psionics, as long as King Macang Ye returns to the present world again, this first throne must undoubtedly belong to him.

Ao Ling looked at the powerful Onmyoji who was staggering forward in the inky darkness, compared the distance between the other party and the light, licked his lips, patted his ass and rolled back to the Flame Mountain.

If it goes well, it's been the last few months—it's been about the last few months since King Asakura got the thing that could be used as a godhead, and the time to leave that darkness to meet him was about the last few months.

The footsteps of the black-haired demon landed on the mountainside of the Flame Mountain, and he glanced down at the slave land who was struggling at the foot of the mountain, but his mind was always on the King of Macang Ye.

There is a feeling of homesickness.

It's not appropriate to say that, but it's really the kind of feeling that it's a little bit good to know how to meet when you're about to meet.

The big demon sat down, held his face and sighed deeply.

The breath of the big evil ghost was getting closer and closer, Ao Ling turned his head to look at the Evil Luo King who had finally escaped from the body of the rabbit monster and returned to his original appearance, thinking in his heart why the person in the Yellow Spring was not Ba Wei, but the Evil Luo King.

Ao Ling felt that the emotional experience of the Evil Luo King had no reference value at all.

The inexplicably disgusted King Luo was full of question marks.

"You actually have time to sit here in a daze?" The burgundy fried-haired demon looked at him sarcastically, "Aren't you rushing back to accompany your little lover?" ”

"My little lover will be coming out in a while." Ao Ling bared his teeth at the evil Luo King, "Beware of him pinching you to death." ”

The King of Evil Luo did not believe that anyone could pinch him to death.

He sat down beside Ao Ling and looked at the figure who was struggling hard from the foot of the mountain, "Nu Liang Lu Sheng? ”

"Hmm." Ao Ling was not surprised that the King of Evil Luo would know about this, because Nu Liang Liban had also been delivering letters to King Evil Luo all along, probably because he was afraid that one of the two of them would be unreliable and let his son die in the Yellow Spring.

"It looks more like a slave and a slippery scoop." King Evil Luo commented, "I just don't know what the talent is." ”

Ao Ling looked at the Evil Luo King who was about to move, raised his foot and lifted the other party, "Then I'll leave this little ghost to you." ”

King Luo sneered, "You said how much you were in charge of the slave carp companion in the first place. ”

Ao Ling turned his head away with a weak heart.

"The only thing that can make you fall in love is your little lover." King Evil Luo said casually.

Ao Ling heard a pleasant chuckle in his ears.

He straightened his face, "It's not, there's still a ...... in the West."

King Evil Luo sneered, "Killing Pill sent a message back some time ago to ask you to go back, and you left?" ”

Ao Ling: "......"

Of course it is, no.

Ao Ling was even more empty-hearted.

King Evil Luo rolled his eyes and turned to walk towards the foot of the mountain.

Ao Ling glanced back at the top of the mountain, which was extremely far away, and wondered if he should go back and talk to Ba Wei, and let the King of Evil Luo leave Huangquan as soon as possible.

Five hundred years is still a bit abusive - and he, who can occasionally come to see the King of Evil Luo, is about to leave Huangquan with King Macang Ye.

……

Ao Ling hesitated for a long time, and after discussing with King Macang Ye, he finally wrote a letter to Ba Wei to inform him of the matter.

After handing the letter to Kagura, he returned to the darkness, his gaze resting on Nura Rikusheng in the Flaming Mountain.

King Macang Ye was also aware of the fact that he was not far from his final destination, and his strong desire to meet Ao Ling drove him to constantly spur himself on, wanting to go faster.

Ao Ling looked at the slave Lu Sheng who was taught to be a demon by the Evil Luo King, and the moment he turned his gaze to the King of Macang Ye, he was shocked to find that the other party had stepped into that small circle of light.

"-Ye Wang!"

Onmyoji obviously sensed the anomaly as well, and raised an eyebrow, "Huh? ”

"Go ahead, go ahead, you're here!" Ao Ling, who was lying on the ground like a salted fish, stood up suddenly, watching King Macang Ye step into the brilliant light, looking at a loss, not knowing how to respond.

- We'll be able to meet soon.

This was the idea that finally fell into Ao Ling's mind after some confusion.

The dark circle of light was not wide, it looked like a sphere, enveloping the deepest part of the aura of light.

Now, in the middle of the propped up ball, there was an extra figure in a white hunting suit.

The surrounding silence came unexpectedly, and even the King of Macang Ye, who had already prepared, was a little moved.

The goddess of Huangquan was not wrong.

King Ma Cang Ye looked at the small mass of light floating in front of him, emitting a vast and pure light, which could really block the intrusion of those evil thoughts outside on him.

By keeping it for himself, he will have a peaceful world where he will never hear the dirty thoughts again.

The Onmyoji looked at the godhead in front of him in a daze, and couldn't help but reach out his hand, and suddenly came to his senses when his fingertips touched the light with a little coolness.

He withdrew his hand, squinted at the light in front of him, which was very tempting to him, and sighed deeply for a long time.

Ao Ling watched King Ye of Macang withdraw his hand, tilted his head, and his face was full of doubts: "King Ye? ”

King Macang Ye shook his head lightly and did not answer Ao Ling's call.

"Izanami Okami, according to the agreement, I obtained this." His voice was not loud, but it was loud and unusually firm, "It's time for you to make good on your promise." ”

There was a soft snort from the void.

The voice of the goddess of Huangquan was cold and hard, and the unpleasant emotions were almost revealed from the words, "King Macang Ye, this is the only chance to solve the mistake you are carrying. ”

The so-called mistake is the unexpected power of spiritual vision.

King Macang Ye was silent for a long time, and his brows jumped, "That's not likely." ”

The goddess of Huangquan pursed her lips, and the gods in the temple looked at the one person and one demon at the two ends of the darkness, and only felt extremely dazzling.

"I've already figured out that the attribution of this godhead will not change for a long time." The Onmyoji took a small step back and gently made a "please" gesture towards the void in front of him.

Ao Ling wisely closed his mouth, not daring to speak at this time.

- Whether it's King Ye or Izanami, their momentum looks terrifying.

"Izanami excuse me, Izanami." The voice of King Macang Ye was low, but it carried a strange ease and pleasure.

Such a bright mood had not befallen him for many years, and in the midst of that annoying darkness, he really couldn't float in such a bright mood.

And over the years, the only thing that can comfort him is Ao Ling's breath and voice.

He would soon be able to meet his sweetheart whom he hadn't seen in a long time—just touching this thought would almost overflow the thick sweetness that had been suppressed for hundreds of years in King Makura's heart.

The goddess of Huangquan looked at the dead soul in the light, and looked away in disgust.

"What a disgusting human." She said sharply, but her fingertips trembled slightly.

Not far from the edge of the darkness, Ao Ling raised his head, and clearly noticed a violent tremor coming from the darkness around him—the ground filled with the aura of darkness under his feet also seemed to be affected, shaking and moaning. Recite.

The earth in the depths of the Yellow Spring was torn apart by the divine power of the goddess, and the blackened soil layer rose from the ground under the action of the divine power, wrapping the enchantment and bending into an arc shape, the top of which was buried in darkness, towering and invisible.

Ao Ling dodged to the side from a deep crack caused by the sudden change in the landscape, and as soon as he landed, he was shocked to find that the surroundings were silent.

Unsuspecting, he stepped from the darkness into the light, into a shallow embrace.

King Macang Ye lowered his head and looked at the top of Ao Ling's hair, and before he wanted to speak, his arms suddenly emptied.

He maintained the posture of holding Ao Ling in his arms, and appeared in the courtyard where the goddess of Huangquan once lived.

The surroundings were extremely clean, and there was no longer those gray filth and evil spirits, and there were no people, only two ghost fire boys who stared at him with wide eyes.

Quiet, peaceful, not noisy.

King Macang Ye lowered his eyes and took back his hands.

Ao Ling, who was in that small cloud of light, turned his head, but only touched the corner of his clothes that had disappeared suddenly.

"Hey......" Ao Ling kept his head in a stunned position, "King Ye? ”

The space was extremely quiet, and his call was not answered.

Ao Ling paused, sensing that there was a force in his soul that quickly withdrew, and after a little feeling, he knew that it was the goddess of Huangquan who withdrew the part of Huangquan's divine power that she had given.

Without the power of the Yellow Spring, it is natural that he will not be able to control everything freely in this Yellow Spring.

Ao Ling turned his head, looked at the small ball of light floating in front of his eyes, thought about it, grabbed it without hesitation, and leaned on the center of his eyebrows.

The moment the light touched the center of the eyebrows, it quickly merged into Ao Ling's monster body, and then those darkness that no longer had light to resist swarmed, scrambling to envelop Ao Ling, who had absorbed the light that attracted darkness and filth, and rushed towards him without stopping, seeing the stitches drilling into Ao Ling's body.

The black-haired monster tensed up, ready to be eroded by the darkness and his head ached to the bone, but he was shocked to find that although the constant darkness was rushing, it was not with vicious curses and hysterical wails as before.

It can be called gentle, like a nesting swallow, integrated into Ao Ling's body.

Including the outermost disorderly floating darkness, it seems that there is finally a direction, frantically surging into the depths.

The huge dark shadow that had originally permeated Huang Quan's body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning from qi to water, and from water to a hard shell, and finally into an oval cocoon, enclosing Ao Ling, who had obtained the godhead, in it.

The evil thoughts and evil spirits that poured in from all over the Yellow Spring and in the present life above the Yellow Spring became clearly visible—they were like a black waterfall drooping from top to bottom, falling on the black cocoon in the depths of the Yellow Spring, which was generously accepted and no longer leaked out.

King Asakura was extremely sensitive to these dark changes, he looked into the depths of the underworld, which should be the direction leading to hell, pursed his lips, and tried to make his tone appear calmer: "Izanami God? ”

Goddess Huangquan sighed lightly, "It's just that the handover and adaptation period of the new godhead has been obtained." ”

King Macang Ye didn't speak, obviously waiting for the explanation of the goddess Huangquan.

"If you want to move freely, you have to swallow up all the darkness." The goddess of Huangquan looked at the black cocoon, and her words were full of malice, "Your lover is now carrying the evil of the whole world with his own strength, right?" ”

"Hmm." After being convinced that there was nothing wrong with Ao Ling, King Macang Ye nodded lightly, and said with great confidence, "This can't be Ling's distress. ”

The goddess of Huangquan looked down at the wine glass she was holding in her hand, and only felt that the wine seemed to be emitting a strange sour smell.

- disgusting.

She thought about it, and poured the wine glass in her hand with a gloomy expression, and the mellow wine fell on the ground covered with a velvet blanket, turning into yellow and transparent droplets.

King Macang Ye didn't wait for Goddess Huangquan's answer, and he didn't mind, he just made his own request: "I need to go to this world, Izanami God." ”

The goddess of Huangquan raised her eyebrows, "Huh? ”

"I don't think you mind if I go against the principles of reincarnation and go to this world to retrieve the flesh that should be mine?" King Macang Ye said, although it was a question, his expression was full of certainty, "Deal with the darkness that eroded the Yellow Spring for you, a little convenience, I hope you can forgive me." ”

The goddess of Huangquan really didn't mind, she waved her hand slightly, and King Macang Ye arrived at Izumo from that courtyard.

And although King Macang Ye is now a dead soul, his strength is enough for him to walk in the present world and condense his true body.

- He didn't care if he was clothed in flesh and blood and reincarnated as a human.

In fact, it's okay to be an existence like the King of Evil. But he still has to go to the Asakura Mansion to cut off the blood that still belongs to him from the people of the Asakura family.

King Ma Cang Ye didn't want Ao Ling to run to the trouble of the Ma Cang family, who he no longer needed, after Ao Ling had accepted the godhead.

Because he left some not-so-good things in the main house of the Asakura family.

——After Ao Ling left, he couldn't control himself because of his thoughts, and the spells and formations he made were used to target the big monster and only Ao Ling himself.

If Ao Ling is recognized and targeted, even if he becomes a god, it will be enough to deal with it.

King Asakura was not sure if the things he had left behind had been discovered, but the Asakura Hontaku must be a visit.

……

In recent days, there has been a lot of panic among the people of Shinto.

It is said that a powerful monster suddenly appeared, searching for a very talented psyker, and did not kill or take away the other party, but used the most cruel means.

The Great Youkai took away their talents from many children who were seen as the hope of Shinto's future, as well as some respected old-timers and even some unknown people.

No one knows how he did it, but every day he gets news that someone has been attacked again.

The big monster that caused the commotion, King Asakura Ha, after stripping away the blood of those people in the Asakura family and destroying the small tail left back then, is now no longer able to be called a human King Asakura Ha, who is holding the family tree of the Asakura family over the years, searching everywhere in Japan for those who have inherited his bloodline.

He didn't care whether those people were innocent or not, he just found them, and he extracted the blood from those who carried his breath on them and destroyed them.

King Macang Ye did not leave an heir back then, and now he still has his breath, which must be the bloodline of the people of the Asakura family back then.

Over the years, the Asakura family has also branched out, and there are countless onmyoji families who have married with it.

King Asakura Ye sighed softly, pulled out the trace of blood that belonged to him in the body of the woman in front of him, and burned it along with the family tree of the Asakura family.

Not all of the people whose blood was drained by him have disappeared, but they have some effect.

But King Macang Ye didn't care about this, after stripping the bloodline of the last person on the family tree, he identified the direction a little, and headed towards the western country.

He needs to inform the current owner in the West Country that the shrine that belongs to Ao Ling can ask for a god card and accept the offering.

King Asakura Ha is very busy in this world.

After seeing Sesshomaru in the western country, it has changed from the cold of spring to the cold of winter with snow.

King Macang Ye came out of the Western Kingdom, looked at the silver and white eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and returned to the Yellow Spring.

Macang Ye Wang, who returned to Huangquan, generously took over the task that should have been Ao Ling, and took care of Nuliang Lusheng with great interest.

The mind of this little slippery ghost is very simple, unlike the slave carp companion that King Macang Ye once met in this life, his mind is full of flowery intestines.

Nuliang Lusheng also has a very good impression of this onmyoji, who is said to be Ao Ling's lover.

He didn't care about the identity of King Macang Ye, because he was often able to receive small gifts from the Huakaiyuan family, and the identity of Onmyoji was basically no different from a monster in Nuliang Lusheng's heart.

The little slippery ghost's favor for King Macang Ye comes from the fact that as soon as this onmyoji appeared, he drove the evil Luo King who had been bullying him into chaos in the Flame Mountain.

Since that time, the little slippery ghost has always liked to shout "Uncle Ye Wang" behind the butt of this powerful onmyoji.

King Ma Cang Ye is also happy to run around with the little slippery ghost with a simple heart.

Such a simple and bright voice always reminded him of the little black dog who had sat with him in the corridor under the darkness of the night.

"Uncle Ye Wang, when will Uncle Ling come back?" Nu Liang Lusheng held a piece of sugar cake from Huangquan in his mouth and asked vaguely.

King Macang Ye made a move, holding his cheeks and thinking about how to fool the little slippery ghost this time, but the voice of the goddess of Huangquan suddenly sounded in his ears.

The god's voice was lazy, with a little confusion of just awakening, "Ao Ling is coming out." ”

Onmyoji's mind was confused by this sentence.

His eyes widened in astonishment, and no matter how much the little slippery ghost beside him tugged at him, he didn't notice him in the slightest.

"Ao Ling is coming out." The goddess of Huangquan looked at the unresponsive onmyoji and repeated.

Only then did King Macang Ye come back to his senses, patted Nu Liang Lusheng's head casually, dragged back the clothes he was holding, turned his head and left the Flame Mountain, and walked briskly towards the depths behind it.

The aura of darkness in the depths is much lighter, and the most intuitive evidence is that in addition to a few special purgatory, even hell has grown many verdant plants.

The goddess of Huangquan looked at King Macang Ye, who had directly penetrated the earthen wall she had used to block the sight of the creatures of Huangquan and the human revenants, and when the other party finally stood in front of the black cocoon, she asked with great interest, "What are you going to do?" ”

King Ye looked at Ao Ling, who was gradually devouring the last trace of darkness, and laughed, looking very helpless: "You say, what else can I do?" ”

What else can I do?

King Macang Ye looked at Ao Ling, who slowly opened his eyes, and thought-in addition to the strongest relationship with his god realm......

He sighed softly, and under Ao Ling's newly awake gaze, which still seemed a little ignorant, he gently held the other party's cheek, and lightly imprinted his lips on his blush softness.

The sweet taste instantly filled the depths of the yellow spring that had just dissipated from the darkness.

Dressed in pure white hunting clothes, Onmyoji licked and kissed the youkai that had kept him waiting for hundreds of years, feeling the contract between the gods and the messengers that had been bonded together through the kiss - as if they had finally become one, breaths blending, indistinguishable from each other.

What else?

King Macang Ye sighed lightly, looking at Mu stunned and looking at him, it seemed that Ao Ling, who couldn't react to what was going on, his forehead was against it, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

"—From today onwards, I will be your dependent, Ling."

———Fin———