Chapter Ninety-Three

Yoshida Matsuyo stuffed Ao Ling with a small bag of Altana's crystals.

It is said to be a small bag, but when you count it, there are actually only 12 pieces.

No, it should be said, twelve of them, which is already a lot.

After all, it is not necessary to dig up one on a planet, and only a person like Ao Ling, who is so mad that he eats up the entire planet, can do the thing of digging into the ground and digging crystals all over the planet without any scruples.

Ao Ling stood at the bottom of the dark well and rubbed his belly, thought about it, and just in case, he took out a crystal stone from the bag and ate it.

When the darkness around him gradually faded, Ao Ling could glimpse a glimmer of light when he looked up.

- It was much darker than when he was pushed down the well by Yoshida Matsuyo, and there seemed to be something like a wooden shed around the well, blocking out the light that went straight into the bottom of the well.

Wet water vapor drifted in from the mouth of the well, and the canine-eared monster at the bottom of the well shook its tail and heard the sound of rain outside.

Ao Ling carefully stuffed the paper bag into the jade plaque and climbed out from the bottom of the well.

The rain outside was very heavy, and the overwhelming rain covered the whole world with a layer of white mist, and the raindrops the size of beans smashed on the shed with a muffled sound.

Ao Ling just crawled out of the well, looking at the torii gate and the shrine looming in the rain, and felt that he really had a deep fate with things like shrines.

He sat at the mouth of the well with his face propped up, and the tip of his nose smelled a faint demonic aura under the cover of the rich aura.

Ao Ling looked up at the lush greenery around the shrine, and after being stunned for a while, he heard the sound of raindrops hitting the trees, and then came back to his senses that this shrine was on the mountain.

- It should be said that no matter what kind of shrine it is, it is generally not in a place where people live.

Except for fake shrines where there are no gods living in them.

Ao Ling stood under the shed that covered the wellhead, raised his feet and wanted to leave, but stopped and turned his head to look at the wellhead, his expression a little shaken and tangled.

He felt that when he saw Sakata Gintoki again, he would be scolded.

- If you can see it.

The dog-eared monster's ears trembled, and the rain outside the shed drifted in with the wind, and the mild cool moisture fell on the monster's furry head and well-behaved black hair, and it didn't take long to soak a trace of moisture.

After a long time, the dog-eared monster sighed deeply, withdrew his gaze, and the demonic power in his body was cleanly retracted, even the ears on the top of his head and the tail behind him were hidden.

If there are no great gods or great monsters, no one can tell that he is a monster.

On the contrary, he is more like a human teenager who is favored by the gods.

All of this should be thanks to the divine power that the high dragon god gave him and the tendons of the dragon god who carried the divine power.

Ao Ling straightened his steamy hair and raised his feet to go out to see if this was the place he wanted to be.

- I always feel that there is a difference, because the place where Sesshomaru is located is full of rich demonic aura and miasma, even around the shrine, there is rarely such a pure aura.

The cleanliness of this shrine is comparable to that of a land shrine that lived peacefully under the shadow of a large shrine during Heiankyo.

As a result, before he could get out of the shed, there was the sound of footsteps on the road leading to the shrine.

It was the sound of clogs gently falling on the stone floor, which was unusually crisp and pleasant in the sound of the rain, and it reached Ao Ling's ears without hindrance.

He followed the sound and saw a blonde god in a kimono and a dark crimson robe walking slowly with an umbrella.

The divine power is peaceful, with a smile on his face, and another heavy oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

Ao Ling thought about it, stood in place and didn't move - this god didn't look powerful, to be precise, Ao Ling couldn't feel that this god had the power of "war".

This is not a god with force and the ability to defeat youkai.

It was precisely because the aura permeated by this shrine was so gentle that Ao Ling did not leave this shrine in the first place.

Anyway, he will still leave with the help of other people's wells in the future, it's good that people don't show up, and he doesn't say hello when he appears, so it's not polite.

So Ao Ling watched as the god with a gentle smile on his face walked up to him, stood face to face with him, and then nodded to each other.

"Is it the oracle of the High Dragon God?" The blonde god asked.

In fact, the gods did not receive the news that the great god's envoy would come in the near future, but the black-haired young man in front of him did exude the aura of a cold and holy high dragon god.

Ao Ling was stunned, he didn't expect this god to see the source of the divine power on his body at a glance.

But he still shook his head honestly, "It's not a divine envoy, and I didn't mean to visit, I just borrowed a precious place to shelter from the rain." ”

"That's the family." The blonde-haired god saw that the young man in front of him looked quite familiar with the gods, and smiled, "I am the owner of this shrine, and I am befriended by the god Mikage." ”

Affinity with God.

In layman's terms, it is the god who is responsible for pulling the red line and pointing the mandarin duck spectrum - of course, all kinds of encounters between people are also controlled by the gods.

No wonder Ao Ling didn't feel aggressive from the aura of this shrine, and the god of friendship was a fairly gentle deity.

He pulled back his thoughts and saluted the gentle god, not very solemnly, but with the kindness and respect he deserved.

"It's rude, Mikage God, I'm Ao Ling, a ......" Ao Ling paused, "Ordinary people. ”

Not every god has the ability to see through lies, but Ao Ling's extremely unobtrusive perfunctory behavior is still too obvious.

The good-tempered god didn't mind, his gaze stayed on Ao Ling's face for a moment, and then lightly swept over the jade plaque hanging on his chest, his face showing a moment of surprise.

Ao Ling followed the gaze of the shadow god and fell on the unconcealed jade plaque hanging on his chest, and the jade plaque was also unabashedly painted with the family crest of the Abe family and the four big characters of Abe Qingming.

Ao Ling: "......"

He pretended that nothing had happened and tucked the jade plaque on his chest into his collar.

Watching his movements, Mikage shook his head with a smile and pointed to the shrine where he lived, "Do you want to go inside to take shelter from the rain?" ”

Would a youkai be so relieved that he would stay in a shrine of the gods?

Of course not.

Ao Ling shook his head and rejected the gods' kindness, and said that he had no intention of bothering him, and left immediately.

The Shadow God didn't stop him, nodded, and handed the other umbrella in his hand to the black-haired young man, "If you come, you're a guest, and if you don't entertain you, Ao Jun will accept this umbrella." ”

"......" Ao Ling was stunned and didn't reach out to pick up the umbrella, "Are the gods as kind as you?" ”

Mikage thought for a moment, "Mostly. ”

Ao Ling didn't speak, there were only the gods he had come into contact with, and the only one he had come into contact with was the High Dragon God, and now he added a Royal Shadow God, which gave him a very good impression.

- It's completely different from the image of the god who surrendered the monster and stuffed it into the shadow as an envoy when he didn't agree with Ao Yan.

"That'...... Thanks a lot. Ao Ling accepted the umbrella, "If you need help, you can call my name." ”

Being called by the gods by his real name, the monster can definitely hear it, as for whether Ao Ling cares about it or not, it is his own choice.

The shadow god watched the black-haired young man leave with an umbrella, standing alone in the rain and rubbing his chin with a smile.

"The Ao Ling Nightmare Lord of the Western Kingdom has actually appeared here." There was a hint of interest in the god's tone, he pinched the ghost fire boy who came out of the side, held the umbrella in his arms and walked back, muttering suspiciously, "Could it be that he came to find my fox?" ”

Although it is a dog demon, but an umbrella in exchange for a favor, no matter how you think about it, you will make a lot of money.

Mikage thought as he squeezed the Ghost Fire Boy in his arms with his free hand.

The Ghost Fire Boy looked up at the god with a puzzled face, "Mikage-sama? ”

"Nothing, just a little surprised to see Bawei's old friend." The Shadow God stepped up the stairs and lowered the Ghost Fire Boy to the side, putting away his umbrella.

……

Ao Ling descended the mountain along the path shrouded in torii, and the rain affected his sense of smell, but it did not hinder his vision too much.

Not far down the hill is a small town.

The style of painting is quite similar to the impression of Edo, and the sweet smell of human beings is defenseless in the wet and cold rain curtain to obscure Ao Ling's face.

One of them is particularly enticing.

Ao Ling stood on the side of the road outside the town with an umbrella, staring at the street signs for a long time, and he didn't know which direction he should go.

Because of these place names, he didn't know any of them.

Ao Ling sighed, and simply walked over with the sweet smell of the wind.

This town is really not big, a small country town, with Ao Ling's eyesight, standing at the end of the main road, you can directly see the gradually thinning houses at the end.

He sniffed the smell and walked forward, turning a few laneways, glancing at the coins used by the people in the roadside shops, and finally determined that this place was not the same as Edo Castle.

- He had never seen such a currency.

And the people here don't dress as freely as they do in Edo Castle.

A short outfit with a knife hanging from his waist was watched by a group of people with strange eyes, and his sensitive hearing clearly captured people's comments about his clothes through the door and a long distance.

Ao Ling's footsteps paused, and after carefully observing people's clothing, he picked a person who looked similar to him in the same grade and focused on it, found a small corner where no one was, and transformed another outfit outfit.

The black-haired young man was walking on the road with an umbrella, a black hoodie covered by a white lining, the zipper was casually pulled to his chest, revealing a jade plaque hung by a black string, and he was wearing a pair of black loose sweatpants on his lower body, and he was stepping on black and white line shoes.

His long jet-black hair was neatly tied up on top of his head, and the broken hair on his cheeks and the ponytail behind him swayed with his movements.

He put away the knife at his waist, and when he was ready, he walked back to the road with the umbrella.

Ao Ling now looked like a cheerful and lively ordinary young man - except for his handsome appearance and long dark hair, which was a little surprising, no one pointed a finger at his outfit.

For his wit, Ao Ling is very satisfied.

He happily walked along the sweet smell, ignoring many of the little monsters who had dispersed because of the strong divine aura on his body, and the ponytail behind his head swayed and looked very good.

He followed the scent and walked up a bridge.

On the bridge, there was a girl in a sailor's suit looking at the bottom of the bridge, she did not hold an umbrella, and her long brown hair was collected by the rain, and it was messily glued to her face and neck.

The wind crossed the bridge, bringing with it an extremely pleasant smell, mixed with a subtle smell of blood.

To put it simply, this girl smells delicious.

It's a pity that it's a human being.

Ao Ling showed a regretful expression on his face, stood at the head of the bridge and watched for a while, and then walked over to the girl.

- Teacher Songyang once said that you should be gentle and gentlemanly when dealing with girls, and you should take the initiative to stretch out your hands in the face of helpless ladies.

He stopped beside the girl, shielded the rain from pouring down on her body with an umbrella, paused slightly when he saw the slight scars on the other girl's body, and looked away when he noticed the skin on the girl's body that had become faint because of the wetness.

The girl shivered in the rain and was very embarrassed.

"You look like you need help." Ao Ling lowered his voice, with a gentle smile on his face, and his handsome face made people can't help but feel good at a glance.

The girl raised her head to look at him, and when she faced the young man's smile, she shook her head slightly, and for a while, as if she had been stung, she withdrew her gaze, turned away from the umbrella, and jumped over the railing on the bridge with a neat movement.

Ao Ling was stunned for a moment, her eyes followed the other party's movements, and saw the girl leaning over the riverbed to pick up a dirty and soaked schoolbag, she frowned, gently patted the mud and sand on it, and then picked up the books scattered around the schoolbag step by step.

The teenage girl was bullied.

Ao Ling looked at it for a while, then jumped off the bridge that was not too high, stuffed the umbrella in his hand into the girl with long brown hair, and helped her pick up the books.

He handed the soaked books to the girl.

The girl silently accepted the books, put them in her soaked bag, and was about to carry them on her back when she heard a sigh beside her—and then her bag was snatched away by the strange young man.

"I'll send you back." He said, not disgusted at all, he took the dirty ugly schoolbag into his arms, and stood back under the umbrella held by the girl with a wet body.

The girl looked at him fixedly for a while, but in the end she did not refuse, and climbed the embankment with the young man with an umbrella, and walked forward along the road.

Ao Ling, who helped a girl, was very happy, and the ponytail behind her was wet and shaking, just like his lively tail.

He really sent the girl home.

Before entering the courtyard, Ao Ling saw the door sign of the girl's house that read "Suzuki".

The girl, who was also soaking wet, stood under the eaves, took the schoolbag, and returned the umbrella in her hand to Ao Ling.

Ao Ling smiled, waved at her, turned around and opened the umbrella and walked out of the yard.

"That ......!" The girl suddenly stopped him.

Ao Ling turned away in confusion.

"My name is Reiko Natsume." She said, looking nervously at the young man in front of her who was still dripping with water in her hair, "...... your name?" ”

The young man with long black hair was stunned when he heard this, and a smile as warm as the sun quickly spread on his face.

"I'm Ao Ling."