Chapter 106

The only light source in the space behind the secret door was the faint fluorescence that bloomed from the stone platform next to King Macang Ye.

Now you can also add the lights projected from the periphery and lit up by Ao Ling's loudspeaker.

The black-haired young man stood in the doorway with his back to the light, his face full of astonishment.

He was stunned for a long time, and finally came back to his senses under the gentle gaze of the Onmyoji, threw aside the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and stumbled and asked, "Ye, King Ye, why didn't you die?" ”

After saying that, Ao Ling paused, and then changed his words: "I mean, you are still alive?" ”

“…… Neither is it. Ao Ling scratched his head, and his black hair, which was still slightly moist, was scratched by him.

Onmyoji smiled and looked at the young man-like monster at the door, and shook his head slightly, "Ling, come here." ”

Ao Ling was stunned for a moment, first turned around and closed the secret door, and walked to the side of King Macang Ye in a few steps.

Onmyoji picked up the bat fan in his hand and pointed at himself, "Look closely, I'm already dead." ”

Ao Ling took a closer look, and then realized that the state of King Macang Ye was indeed not a living person.

To be precise, this is a remnant.

Ao Ling's first reaction was: "...... They won't even spare your soul? ”

King Macang Ye was slightly stunned, then reached out and held the hand of the black-haired young man, leaning against the stone platform and sitting down.

"Have you checked the Asakura family?" King Ma Cang Ye looked at Ao Ling and sat cross-legged on the side, and after seeing the other party nodding, he hooked the corners of his mouth very calmly, with a slight sarcasm, "I thought they would completely wash me off as a stain." ”

Ao Ling was silent.

In fact, the Ma Cang family did erase the traces of King Ye, and they wiped it very clean.

At least in the history that mankind has, there is not a single trace of information about the King of the Makura Leaves.

The silence of the black-haired monster made the onmyoji understand the meaning, he shook his head absently, put the bat fan aside, and held Ao Ling's tightly with his hands without warmth, and the long-lost warmth and tranquility spread up the palm, making King Macang Ye snort with satisfaction.

"You've grown up." With a clear smile, the onmyoji carefully looked at the lost monster in front of him, and looked at the monster that had grown into a young man little by little, overlapping each part with the little boy in his memory.

His gaze finally fell on Ao Ling's slightly moist ponytail.

Ma Cang Ye Wang let go of a hand, raised his hand and landed on the top of Ao Ling's head, accompanied by an emerald green fluorescence, a warm force brushed along the black hair, and that trace of wetness faded away.

The figure of the remnant soul suddenly became much lighter.

Ao Ling was stunned for a moment, and pulled the hand of King Macang Ye off the top of his head, only to feel that the other party's palm was terrifyingly cold.

"Are you stupid! I'm so weak, what do I do? Ao Ling pulled out two healing talismans that had been given by King Macang Ye before, "Does this work?" ”

King Macang Ye paused, shook his head, and just opened his mouth to say something, he was directly interrupted by the panicked Ao Ling.

"It's useless and okay, I still have four souls......" The words stopped abruptly halfway through.

Ao Ling suddenly remembered that the Jade of the Four Souls was no longer in his hands, and when he realized this, his whole person immediately withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

King Macang Ye sighed, straightened up and moved behind Ao Ling, removed the head rope that tied his ponytail, and used his hand as a comb to comb the black hair in his hand one by one, with an indescribable leisurely elegance between his movements.

"It's okay, this remnant soul was supposed to stay here and wait for you, or I came by myself."

"Those people from the Asakura family haven't been able to interfere with the power of my soul yet."

Ao Ling blinked in a daze, wanting to look up at the Onmyoji behind him, but was held down by the other party.

A clear voice came from behind, "Don't move. ”

"You mean ......" Ao Ling opened his eyes and looked at the darkness in front of him that was illuminated by a faint light, and asked uncertainly, "You are not dead?" ”

"Death is death, but don't forget, I can be reincarnated." King Macang Ye straightened the hair in his hand, took the white head rope on the side and tied it around Ao Ling.

After finishing his work, he watched with great satisfaction as Ao Ling returned to his neat hairstyle and sat back next to Ao Ling.

Ao Ling stretched out his hand to comb the broken hair that fell on the cheeks in front of his forehead, his eyes of the same color as the darkness were very transparent at this moment, he turned his head to look at the King of Macang Ye beside him, waiting for the other party to explain.

The remnant soul of King Macang Ye did not plan to explain things immediately, he leaned against the stone platform, looked at Ao Ling quietly for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on Ao Ling's abdomen.

The black-haired monster shuddered, and "poof" withdrew from the distance.

The Onmyoji was stunned for a moment, and rarely showed a somewhat stunned expression.

He asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Ao Ling's abdomen, sweeping over the tips of his red ears that were faintly emerging from between his broken hair, and he suddenly understood in his heart why Ao Ling's reaction was so big.

- The little boy has grown up.

Just like humans, youkai are out of their infancy, and certain aspects of their physiology and consciousness will be awakened.

The position of the abdomen is indeed a little more sensitive.

Ao Ling was stared at by King Macang Ye's gaze and was uncomfortable, he smashed his mouth, did not answer King Macang Ye's doubts, but asked rhetorically: "What are you doing?" ”

Onmyoji's expression looked very innocent, he lowered his eyes and looked at his hands, and then looked at Ao Ling again, "Rub your belly." ”

Ao Ling: "......"

Do you have a little pursuit and dignity as an onmyoji!

The black-haired monster sneered, but under the gaze of the Onmyoji, he turned back into the appearance of a little milk dog without the pursuit and dignity of the monster, and slipped on his short legs to lie on the spot in front of the remnant soul of King Macang Ye, and his four feet were wide open to reveal his soft velvet belly.

The little milk dog snorted twice, "Rub it." ”

The Onmyoji chuckled, hugged the little milk dog to his lap, kneaded the other party's round belly one by one, and pinched the little paws of the milk dog from time to time.

Ao Ling stretched out his paw and patted the cold palm of the remnant soul, "Tell me what happened to your reincarnation?" Didn't you say that rebirth is very painful? ”

King Macang Ye lowered his eyes to the puppy's gaze, his gaze was ethereal for a moment, and then he smiled again.

"Who knows, I'm a remnant soul left behind from Heiankyo, and I don't know what the situation is out there now." Onmyoji said, rubbing the puppy's head, "According to my reasoning before I died, I was able to be successfully reincarnated at least twice. ”

Ao Ling shook his short little tail in the form of a milk dog, arched his body and grabbed the cold palm of King Macang Ye with his eyes, and did not say a word.

"Thanks to the blessing of the two High Dragon God Divine Power Crystals you left before, after I walked through the Yellow Spring, the Dao Anti God allowed me to release a wisp of soul in the world and not leave." Onmyoji paused, "Two stones, just in exchange for two opportunities for me to leave Huangquan." ”

"But reincarnation...... Your body must have been ruined by them. Ao Ling glanced at King Macang Ye, "It's hard to find a body that suits you." ”

After all, the power contained in the soul of King Macang Ye is so strong that there is not one in the body that can be used as his container.

And forcibly stuffing the soul into a small body is undoubtedly very uncomfortable and painful.

Thinking of this, Ao Ling hugged the hand of King Macang Ye tightly, and rubbed his hairy head.

Onmyoji squinted his eyes and felt the warmth from his palm, "The people of the Asakura family will not let go of my flesh and blood. ”

Ao Ling's movements froze.

"Although I am here, I can also vaguely perceive that there is always a slight breath of my blood in the mansion outside." King Macang Ye's black eyes quietly looked into the darkness in front of him, and after a while, he sneered, "It's really small." ”

Ao Ling opened his mouth, "...... They have incorporated your flesh and blood into their bodies? ”

He also had some impression of what the Asakura family had done back then—after all, he had also seen the people of the Asakura family who had fused the flesh and blood of youkai.

King Macang Ye snorted noncommittally, as if he didn't care.

Such an attitude is undoubtedly tantamount to acquiescence.

Ao Ling's eyes widened, and his dark eyes revealed anger, "How dare they——!? ”

"There's nothing you don't dare." King Ma Cang Ye said, hugging the black dog that exploded in an instant, became larger, and wanted to run out to scare people.

The warm and fresh breath came to his face, making the remnants who had been lonely for hundreds of years let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Ao Ling felt that the Onmyoji holding his neck could be called weak, and he immediately didn't dare to move—for fear that he would accidentally hurt this fragile remnant soul.

Onmyoji patted him on the back one by one, brushing away the anger in his heart little by little.

In the end, the youkai with the size of an adult wolfdog arched its head into the arms of the Onmyoji, its head and ears drooped, and its tail fell to the ground, encircling the remnant soul sitting on the cold ground, looking very lost.

"It's all my fault." Ao Ling felt that King Macang Ye was caressing his head, and couldn't help but bury it lower, "If I hadn't left ...... at that time"

The remnant soul soothed the black dog's movements, sighed, and interrupted the monster's words, "Your teacher, have you been rescued?" ”

The big head arched in his arms nodded.

"Then you're not wrong." King Asakura Ye rubbed the black dog's ears, "I will die sooner or later during Heianjing, even if it is not for your reasons, the Asakura family will not let me sit in the position of the head of the family safely." ”

"The darkness in the hearts of human beings is more terrifying than the existence of demons and monsters, and it is in vain for you to stay, they can always seize the opportunity."

The remnant leaned weakly against the stone platform, staring at the black dog in his arms, exerting all his patience and gentleness, whispering to comfort him.

"Ling, if you hadn't left, both me and your teacher would have died, but now, your teacher has come back to life, and I have a way to be reincarnated, isn't it great?"

"That's not right." Ao Ling shook his head, his voice muffled, "You helped me so much, I haven't repaid you yet, but you died because of me, it's my fault no matter what I think." ”

If he could have thought a little more back then, and brought the little civet cat of the Hidden God Punishment Department to King Ye to work as a coolie for decades or something, maybe it would have been a different scene.

However, the Onmyoji didn't notice his thoughts, but grabbed the pigtails in his words and asked with a smile, "You want to repay me?" ”

Ao Ling nodded, "Well, it's not appropriate to exchange a name for so many things." ”

King Macang Ye squinted, lowered his eyes to look at the black dog that arched out of his arms, and held his cheeks and was silent for a while.

"Then when I'm reincarnated, how about you being my Shikigami?"

Ao Ling was stunned.

The remnant looked at him with a smile.

The black dog licked his nose and sat in front of King Macang Ye, and the two front paws that landed on the ground stepped on the ground uneasily.

Onmyoji smiled, his hand in his sleeve clenched, and even the bat fan that he had picked up again seemed to let out a squeak/moan.

The ultimate silence spreads through this dark space.

After a while, the smile on King Macang Ye's face narrowed slightly, and when he was about to open his mouth to change the topic, he saw the black dog in front of him nodding.

He said, "Yes." ”

Onmyoji