[Inuyasha] Looking back at Chaoshan Heng

The sunlight outside the house passes through the yellowish window paper, casting thin shadows.The light and shadow of the twilight caressed gently between the fingers, and was submerged by the gradually spreading clouds.

I remembered that the first time I killed a demon in this world, it didn't actually have a strong mental impact.In my previous life, whether I was traveling alone or meeting others on the same road, I had more or less the experience of killing living things.Small ones are like insects, mosquitoes and flies that grow one after another in the forest, and bigger ones are like wild chickens, rabbits, fish and snakes.

And that monster looks like a snake, except that its breath is different from that of ordinary snakes, and it can't even speak human words.

What impresses me more is the pain from the flesh/body.

The feeling of liquid splashing on the skin when the flesh and blood were cut, was engraved into the memory bit by bit as I wasted time while resting in bed.The half-frozen blood of the monster, the thigh-thick body, and the overly gorgeous slender pupils.For me, a relatively powerful life, the dying struggle is particularly vivid.

So I was seriously injured for the first time. The right arm and left leg that were hit by the snake demon struggling and twisting before death were fractured and dislocated respectively, and I don't know where there was mild internal bleeding.This is what Naraku told me later. According to the words used by the patients in the previous life, it is roughly like this.

That injury made me bedridden for more than a month, during which Naraku tried many treatments.But just like the body's ability to resist and weaken foreign spells, while eliminating negative spells, it also wiped out the beneficial power of the body without discrimination.

There are no exceptions.

In fact, when those methods are superimposed, they still play a role.But correspondingly, it also increased the burden on my body in the process of "erasing", and the gain outweighed the loss.

I also remembered the time when I was dying in my previous life, it was really too distant a memory.From Liang's eight years old to 17 years old, nine years.I haven't thought about it for nine years. I was buried in the collapsed mountain for an unknown amount of time, struggling until my consciousness and strength were completely exhausted.

A close friend from the previous life once cursed with tears, Wen Liang, you are such a lunatic.It was 25 six years old, lying in a hospital bed and seeing her first after regaining consciousness.Then I remembered that a person ran to the Alps to photograph ibex, but fell into a snow cave and was unconscious for more than ten hours.Another friend plucked the flower bouquet on the bedside into many petals, and snorted coldly, and will never help you hide it from your parents next time.

But in the end, I became a dishonest person who would never mend his ways, and the promises he made became empty.It is said that a person's will can break through the limit of the flesh/body. In the previous 29 years, it allowed me to brush shoulders with death countless times, and perhaps overdrawn my life's share in the end.

Then I came to this world. The first six years and the next three years are so different, like two different lives.When I watched the rain fall in the palace of Imagawa Castle, I buried those aspirations in dust, and regained my dreams three years ago.

Finally I remembered one of the most violent disagreements I had with a bogeyman when I thought he almost killed me.The old events that happened more than a year ago now seem as vivid as yesterday.

That time he caught 500 monsters who reshaped their bodies, and I released one of them.It was a lovely woman I met when I was out not long ago.When traveling with her, she mentioned the blunders hundreds of years ago, so she kept her promise to take in the abandoned children, some were human, some were demons, and some were even half-demons.She looked at the western sky and said that when the person who entrusted Qibao came back, she could take the youngest Ah Mi out to sea.She wants to go to Tangtu across the sea, because she promised that person not to enter his hometown for [-] years, and now she can finally stop waiting.

She is a monster who is good at hiding and avoiding. I don't know how Naraku caught her before, but I'm sure he won't have a second chance.

That was actually the first time I confronted him directly and directly. We may have had countless quarrels and discords, but more than [-]% of them ended through cold war and forgetting.And that day, the blood in his eyes seemed to be overflowing, and the black mist dragged me to a very close distance, and he strangled my neck with one hand.

Until I lost consciousness, I could still remember the intense tumbling colors in his pupils, but he was cold and expressionless.Black, red, bright, dirty, like the breath that surrounded me at that time, the suffocation and pain of life and death are branded together.

He was weak for three months because of that incident, and I could feel the abnormal floating breath.And I was also left hanging in Renjian City for three months. Except for the daily food and drink delivered by Meizi, I seemed to be forgotten by everyone overnight.He can easily find a reason. It is very normal in this era to recuperate from a serious illness. After losing the source of information from the outside world, it is like house arrest.

But at least I didn't die.

Perhaps I have known for a long time that there will be such a day, the accumulation of contradictions is like a flood of savings, and there will always be a burst.Just like the time earlier when I was hit by a sorcery because of his involvement, I bit his shoulder so painfully, and finally bit off a piece of flesh, and then watched that piece of flesh and blood dissipate into black mist.

At the end of the day, it's all about emotional venting.It's just that our strength from the beginning has determined the extent of our counterattack later.

So I will not leave him, this is called Naraku's demon.

He will teach me the ability to grow and become stronger, and give me the ability to explore all the beauty in this world.In this world that is completely different from what it used to be, giving and receiving is another fair scale.I can survive in my own way. The boundaries between humans and monsters, the boundaries between good and evil, friends and wishes are all my own choices.

I remembered what my friend once said, Wen Liang, you are such a lunatic.

The golden sunlight fell on the retina, gradually getting lighter as the clouds moved.I reached out to catch them, my eyes were a little hard to move, and then the lukewarm liquid blurred my vision.

"Cool? Cool!"

I finally remembered why I fell into these scattered memories, those long and clear pains.Because the pain at this time is so real, not the illusion of memory, even deeper than the deepest engraving in memory.

The feeling that seemed to tear my soul apart made me almost lose the strength to turn my eyeballs.

There is still someone talking in my ear, but I don't know how to respond.It is said that if the physical pain exceeds a certain level, it will cause people to faint or even die directly.So I know that this pain has nothing to do with the body, but directly affects the soul.

Everything happened so quickly, in this small wing of Dongchan Temple.

I don't know what enmity Fazhao and Naraku have. After all, the reality is not anime, and I won't talk about the past before doing it.But I am sure that there are many enemies of Naraku, not him, there will be others.

The instant we entered the room, all the spells were triggered.All the breaths that became stronger in an instant were not as good as Naraku's, so they were quickly destroyed.

Fazhao was prostrate on the ground, blood stained the monk's robe from the seven orifices.Naraku didn't even look at him again, opened the door and walked out.

Then I heard Fazhao calling my name behind me, with a hoarse voice as if squeezing out the remaining strength of my life.I looked back completely subconsciously, and saw his pupils widened and shrunk to almost the whites of his eyes, and then the breath of dying turned into an out-of-control storm——

"I...curse, curse, you."

In the past few years, I have experienced strange spells more than once. There was even a period of time when a certain monster cast spells on me every day, in the name of exercising my endurance.

And even the most serious time, as if my body was pierced by an invisible needle, I survived.

however……

I used to think that Naraku was a demon dedicated to using his life to die.And the self who is so bound to him, even if it is a relatively short human life, it is probably difficult to die.

But even so, every time I step into a life-and-death barrier, I will try my best to survive.Just like Wen Liang in her previous life, she chased her own desires like crazy, and also desperately climbed towards the exit of life.

Only this time.

Only this time, at this moment, in the dark abyss, there was a cold voice, freezing all the warmth and hope into ashes.

It said: "You, you can't escape."

The author has something to say:

☆, Fazhao's extra obsession

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practiced the deep Prajna Paramita for a long time. Seeing that the five aggregates are all empty, he can overcome all hardships. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form/is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

From the moment he entered Buddhism, he knew that he had lost the possibility of becoming a Buddha.

He was born and grew up in the country.My parents are a local family of ordinary people, the man farms and the woman weaves, and the sun rises and the moon sets.

At that time, he still had a common name, and he was the youngest child in the family.The elder of the grandparents lives in a different place. Besides him, there are two sisters and one brother in the family.

When he was five years old, he went to Dongchan Temple with his mother to offer incense.It was the temple with the most fireworks within a hundred miles. There was an endless stream of believers coming and going. The strong smell of fireworks permeated every inch of square bricks in the temple. Go with the spread.

He felt an inexplicable tranquility, an existence that his little heart couldn't comprehend, but was greedy for.

Later, in the ancestral hall in the courtyard, he met the abbot after preaching.The abbot watched him clumsily imitating Namaste, smiled and said to his mother: "This son has a predestined relationship with Buddha, and also has wisdom."

The abbot is not a well-known eminent monk. In fact, compared to the reputation of the monastery, the abbot rarely appears in front of people.His mother was both suspicious and happy, but she couldn't see the abbot's hesitant and sighing expression.

He will never forget the winter when he was nine years old. He sent annual welcome snacks to his married elder sister. After a short half-day round trip, he saw a hell after turning back.

The monster with a human appearance was not even a monster in the sense he had ever known.He used to think that the appearance of demons was ugly, just like the evil ghosts in the classics and books, who did not understand human intelligence and only knew how to kill and destroy.

But this one is a demon in human skin!

The monster was smiling all the time, blood and flesh mixed and split under his feet, not a single bit of it splashed on his robe.Then he bent down and picked up something from the broken meat and bones all over the floor.

It was his father's bone!It is the flesh and blood of his relatives!

"There is a saying in the Tang Dynasty that one can hide treasures by dissecting one's body. I didn't expect such a strange method to hide treasures in bones."

He heard the other party's low voice talking to himself, the voice was almost feminine unlike its appearance, and there was an undisguised playfulness in the low voice.Then he raised his head, looked at him standing at the door, who was frozen on the spot because of everything in front of him, and slightly hooked his lips: "Oh? It seems that this family slipped through the net."

He was suddenly awakened by the sound, and couldn't think of anything for a moment.Only the bright red flooding into his brain made him roar with all his strength, and rushed forward:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah

"Oh!"

Then he heard the loud sound of the heavy object falling on the wall, and the sharp pain of the heavy object falling from behind.His body spat out a mouthful of blood prior to his consciousness, and the convulsions from his spine to his brain almost took away his consciousness.

But he cannot fall.

The tinnitus was mixed with the sound of his heavy breathing, and blood gushed out continuously from his nose and mouth.He struggled to widen his eyes and heard the creaking of the soles of his shoes on the snow.

Then the dark kimono stopped at a distance, and he stretched out his hand to grab it.The other party snorted and walked around him out of sight.

He lay alone in the snow, and after the initial pain and panting subsided, his consciousness gradually became as cold as the flying snow all over the sky.He looked at the vast white world, gradually covering the other party's leaving footprints, and the scarlet flesh and blood splashed not far away.

no, do not want……

he does not want……

He didn't know what he wanted to say, and he didn't know what he wanted to do.It's just that the body moved first, and the frozen upper arm was propped up vigorously, and began to crawl forward slowly.

Towards the remaining remains.

The sound of running hurriedly came from a distant place, reaching his ears through the body close to the ground.The sound was getting closer, and after a moment he heard a gasp, and an old and familiar voice called his name.

The faint scent of sandalwood permeated the air, reminding him of the temples he had frequented since he was five years old.It was as if something had persisted and shattered, so he could finally close his eyes.

That day was the winter when he was nine years old.Since then, he lost his common name and became the youngest disciple of the abbot of Dongchan Temple, Fazhao.

***

Fazhao opened his eyes, and his hazy vision condensed for a moment before he saw the brown beam above his head clearly.

"Brother, you finally woke up and scared me to death, do you know that? I didn't expect you to go crazy. It's not long since Master became a Buddha. If something happens to you... Ah bah bah, Buddha forgives sins Buddha forgives sins, disciple what? Didn't say anything!"

He sat up from the couch, watched the younger brother muttering to himself for a long time.Then he raised his head and looked at him, and smiled embarrassedly: "Brother, it's fine if you wake up, if there's nothing wrong, I..."

He stopped the opponent's eagerness to run, "Wait, what time is it?"

The little brother had a bitter face: "Brother, it's [-]:[-] noon, the market is already open, and everyone is busy going out for a walk, do you know how troublesome it is for me to guard you? After you wake up, let me go." I beg you."

He nodded and saw the other party's cloudy and clear face in an instant: "The market is to the west?"

The little junior gave a vague hum, and rushed out the door impatiently.

He got off the couch and put on the monk's robe for going out.Habitually worshiped the enshrined Buddha statue, turned and walked out.

This morning, he's gone mad.

Sure enough, the practice is not enough, no, he shook his head in his heart.From the very beginning of worshiping in the temple, his thoughts were not pure, so how can he talk about practice?

He walked towards the outer courtyard and quickly turned into a guest room. After confirming that there was no one around, he gently closed the door and inserted the latch.

It never occurred to him that the monster, who had been looking for it for more than 20 years, would appear in front of him on his own initiative because of a coincidence.

That woman named Liang killed a demon who was somewhat similar to a couple during the turmoil last night.Decades of experience convinced him that this was definitely not an "evil" person, and there seemed to be some kind of god's blessing on her.

However, she has an unusual relationship with that monster, the monster he has been looking for for more than 20 years.

"This is your family?"

"I am Liang's husband, thanks to you for taking care of her yesterday."

……

……

That monster, the monster who called itself "Yin Dao", was stronger than he imagined.

So powerful...all his layouts, his life's painstaking efforts, are almost vulnerable to him.

Even, he doesn't remember who he is at all, and he doesn't care who he is.

"Leng, let's go."

The monster called the woman's name, and he heard the door open.The scorching hot blood flowed from his internal organs like boiling, and because of the excessive flow rate, the body fell into a hypothermia-cold state.

The coldness... seems to have penetrated deeper into the soul than that day more than 20 years ago.

Ah……

Haha...

Hahaha!

He suddenly felt strength all over his body, allowing him to cut the monster into pieces.But he tried his best, but he could only raise his head and call out the woman's name.

She paused in her steps and looked back at him.

Those eyes were dark and clear, as bright as that night many years ago.On the last night before the heavy snowfall, he took the package from his mother and promised his father that it would be delivered.

After the eldest sister heard the bad news, she became weak due to a serious illness.Later, when she gave birth to her second child, she traded her life for another.

In a flash, it has been 27 years.

"I...curse, curse, you."

He heard his last voice, and at the same time heard the laughter of the evil spirit from hell.He worshiped Buddhism because of this hatred, and after he stopped at a certain stage and was unable to advance, he sneaked into the forbidden area and repeatedly crossed those forbidden but more powerful classics.

This matter was noticed by Master more than a year ago.During the quarrel, he was furious, and he had learned half of the classics to attract evil spirits into his body. When he woke up, he found his master lying in a pool of blood.

But facing this monster, everything seems to be a joke.

however……

At the end of that book, there is only one spell.

One word at a time, occupying the second half of the entire book.As if every word, digging heart and soul——

With the life after life of the living soul as a sacrifice, at least 20 years of undying obsession as a medium, three generations of blood relatives as a guide, cast a curse that tears the soul.

The most important thing is that the resentment targeted by this spell must be a different "existence" from the object of the curse.

That is to say, you deeply hate being a demon, but the curse can only be human.

This is his last struggle, or revenge.Ridiculous, ridiculous, even if the curse is successful, what's the point?

What is the difference between you now and the demon you deeply hate?

"...So say the Prajna Paramita mantra, that is to say, cursing: uncovering and uncovering, Boluo reveals, Boluo reveals, Bodhisattva."

He finally closed his eyes.

In this life, no problem.

The author has something to say: take a deep breath, I have buried a lot of emotions and things in this chapter, and now I don’t know what to say.

The Heart Sutra at the beginning and the end has nothing to do with the content of the curse, it is just for the end to end == (enough

☆, the curtain falls ([-])

The torrential rain washes over the sky and the earth, the strong wind and the torrential rain, mixed with the tide and roar of the sea, pour down from far and near.

Naluo stood on the stone platform high in Renjian City, letting the dripping rain cover his head and face with batter.He remembered the hissing and screaming of a banshee near death many years ago that had almost disappeared from memory:

"Naru! You shameless half-demon who deserves to go to hell! I curse you! I curse you that one day you will taste the pain you can't ask for! And regret it until you die!"

It was a memory from too long ago, but it came to mind inexplicably at this moment.

Maybe it's not inexplicable, at least at this moment, he felt for the first time the feeling of trying to save a person's life but being powerless.

He looked at the woods dancing left and right in the wind in the distance, and suddenly disappeared at the top of the city after a while.

It's... a disgusting feeling.

The curtains in the inner room of the dormitory had already been drawn down, and there was no light in the room, and the light was so dim that it made one drowsy.The girl lay on the couch specially laid with soft fabrics, and instinctively curled herself into a ball.

Pale complexion, half-closed eyes, bleeding lips, trembling uninterruptedly, but without the slightest groan/groan.That was the curse of facing the soul, not to mention that her voice had already been damaged, so she was deprived of the ability to express pain.

This is aimed at her unique perception of "breath", but turned the existence that brought her many conveniences into the culprit that corrupted her soul.

Naraku felt the blood in his whole body was boiling, just like when he saw this girl for the first time, his pupils had already turned an uncontrollable dark red.

This is called anger, familiar and strong to strange emotion.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the tyrannical impulse to destroy, and looked at the person on the bed again.

Such emotion will override reason, but it will not help the current situation in the slightest.After a few breaths, he finally calmed down, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and used his demonic power to feel the condition of her body.

Usually, this is completely useless to her, and at some point he even suspected that Ryo was just trying to restrain him.Whether it is a loss of control in the existence of power, or something deeper.

As long as he can find a gap, he can use his own advantages to confuse steadfast believers, and he can also use the illusion of cover to conceal monsters who are much stronger than him.But these are all ineffective in front of Liang, as if she looks at the world from another angle that no one knows, because no one knows, so she has never been deceived.

Just like her weird physique, the sense of existence is infinitely weak when she is far away, but it makes him uncontrollably addicted when she is close.He didn't want to admit it for a long time, but it was like the change and successful remodeling of his body, using facts to solve all vain excuses.

This was the first time he felt the real situation in her body, but it couldn't make him feel any positive emotions.A disordered and rapidly weakening body, like a person drowning in an invisible sea.

If it goes on like this, she won't be able to survive tonight, he is sure.

The past three years have allowed him to understand her body well enough.In the case of her previous injury, he had already tried countless ways to relieve and heal, but the result was always the same.What's more, the time left for her is too short at this time, even if there is a way to hide in an unknown place, he doesn't have time to find it.

——One day, I will taste the pain that I can't ask for!And regret it, regret it till death!

That voice screamed fiercely in his ears again, but the skin in his hands was completely cold and trembling.This made him irritated again, but on the edge of the endless tugging between reason and emotion, he suddenly caught something——

Two years ago, he used her recognition of illusions to kill a monster, a bear demon with two abilities.

He has already mastered the second ability, the ability to split other individuals.However, due to the lack of corresponding "power" and "material", it has not been able to be realized.

But think about it from another angle, assuming that what is important now is not the final individual, but the original ontology.Since individuals can possess some of the traits and even abilities of the ontology, can they also share the "curse"?

Ryo is just a human being, so it is impossible for him to have the ability of a demon.But whether it is a human being or other living things, they all have an innate and important "ability".In essence, it is also the re-creation of the individual——

If the ability that belongs to a demon is born through a human, will it be able to share the curse in her body equally?

Without any hesitation, Naraku let go of Ryo's arm.Then clasping her shoulders with both hands, he turned her over gently.

[... Naraku? ]

Her reluctant expression could not conceal her confusion, and she moved her lips, as if subconsciously pronouncing his name.

He thought about it, and although he felt that it was difficult for her to concentrate, he still reminded her: "Although I have tried to control the puppet before, this is the first time for me. If it hurts...just bear it."

But he probably wouldn't, after all, the pain she was suffering at the moment could almost overwhelm all perceptions.

She blinked blankly, watching him reach out to undo her belt.A simple two-layer kimono, originally worn at bedtime.Once the belt was opened, it easily became a piece of cloth above the vacuum.

[......]

She seemed to wake up a little bit, and opened her eyes wide to say something.But he had already hugged her in his arms, with the soft skin pressed against the thin fabric, he lowered his head and kissed her.

He didn't intend to explain too much. Compared with her sluggish and trance status at the moment, and the useless and pale explanations, letting her live became more important than any distractions and must be achieved.

He suddenly remembered that little first month two years ago, when she was drunk and sang an unfamiliar tune.At that time, she pointed at the new willow branch, and suddenly jumped up and kissed his lips.

For some reason, he never thought of pursuing her voice after that.As if those were not important, no matter whether her dumb illness was true or not, or even other similar circumstances, it would not change the meaning of her to him.

Although he never thought about what that meant.It's like he put her in danger countless times, but never thought about the possibility of her death.

At this time, he thought of the mellow and slightly flawed female voice again, because of the low hoarseness mixed with years of silence.Mixed with incense and the light aroma of the skin itself, the soft touch is like the intimacy at this moment.

Her body finally began to heat up, and nothing could burn more gently but persistently than hugging and touching.The paleness that was almost death was gradually stained with blush, from the cheeks to the collarbone, and then spread to every inch of skin that could be seen.

So he continued, without hesitation, directly into the deepest part.

Her body froze suddenly, her lips pressed against each other and her eyes were close at hand, at this moment something chaotic and blurred, clear and trance appeared.

He exhaled slightly, looked at the double image reflected in the other person's eyes, and slightly distanced each other:

"Liang, this child, I won't let you die so soon."

This is possession and retention.

The author has something to say: Our level... I don’t know if it is considered broth==

Anyway... so... so... In the end, Naraku was consummated, and Ryo turned from a girl to a pregnant woman in a daze (I always feel that something is wrong

To sum up, Naraku controls a part of himself through the demon power, because of the defect of the spell, he can't really generate an individual "meat", which is 100% successfully combined with Liang's gene (to put it bluntly, it is an egg), and the safest way for human beings is through pregnancy. , share and part the curse on Ryo.

In terms of blood, this is their baby.But there are Naraku's special adjustments (refer to the original book, he controls different avatars to have specific powers), and can be observed at any time through this connection to prevent accidents

Therefore, the next chapter is responsible for the problem and the growth record of the child (hey

If I don’t make it in the future, will there be any meat dregs? It’s probably not very likely (hey, hey)

☆, the curtain falls (five)

When I regained consciousness, I felt a tiredness that seemed to emanate from my soul.

The "tick" sound of medical equipment sounded in my ears, as if from another world.After working hard for a long time, I finally opened my eyes, and my eyes met the snow-white ceiling, the bright and dazzling lights, a sense of strangeness that I had not seen for a long time.

"..."

A thin white mist appeared on the breathing mask, and the drowsy person who was sitting next to me with his head half down was awakened like this.

"...Wen Liang?"

It was a beautiful woman, but she was no longer young.It's like light makeup can't hide the little crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and those eyes that have seen the wind and frost.

The woman looked at me carefully, as if it was unbelievable like a dream.I blinked my eyes, and her voice immediately rose an octave in my ear: "Hello, my mother! You're finally awake!"

This sound was really deafening, almost at the same time as the sound fell, the door at the other end of the ward was pushed open.A man and a nurse rushed in together, looking over with amazed and amazed eyes.

"..."

Ya pears are so big.

When I was discharged from the hospital, Guan Guan was half a head shorter than me, and held my arm all the way.This kind of walking is common in youth, completely forgetting that I am an old woman who has climbed the thirty steps.

She unceremoniously pinched her when she said a word, and rolled her eyes coquettishly: "I'm getting married next month, how about you? When I went to the hospital, I slammed my 29th birthday away. The next time I celebrate my birthday, it will be a real Qi Tian Da Zuo."

On the side, Xiao Jiang was coaxing her son, and the three-year-old boy was amused by her.Sometimes I feel that Xiaojiang like this is really not like the oldest woman in our place who is married and has children.After all, with that baby face and gentle feeling, he would even be accosted by boys in his early twenties and mature men in his forties when walking on the street.

Guan Guan said that if Xiaojiang's husband is lucky, it's probably because his wife's aesthetics tends to only be that of her peers.Therefore, with the range of peach blossoms she often has, there is no problem with red apricots for the time being.

"Mother, I have already confiscated your plan." Xiao Jiang still looked at her son, but called me by my nickname, in a soft, nonchalant tone: "Climbing in City B in two months? What happened? Son, you don’t even think about stepping out of Z city in two years.”

This is my habit, it can even be said to be obsessive-compulsive disorder-be sure to remember something before and after a trip.Because some are very short, they were later dubbed "plans" by the circle of friends.

I looked at her and finally chose to remain silent.

Xiao Jiang is a typical Mianli needle, and at this moment, he is probably very angry inside. I definitely want to go to City B. I have planned for the place for more than two years. I will find time to sneak away. Anyway, this is not the first time I have done this kind of thing.

City B...

Consciousness was inexplicably dazed for a moment, and a photo-like real scene flashed before his eyes.The bottomless dark cave leads straight to the zenith, and only a ray of light falls from above, illuminating the last obsession in my heart.

"Your Majesty? Warm and cool?"

Guan Guan's voice rang in my ears, and I turned my head to look at her inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

She frowned: "You ignored me when you said something just now, and you looked like you were wandering away, what were you thinking about?"

I carefully recalled just now, and confirmed that I didn't think about anything: "Probably... there just happened to be an angel flying by in the sky."

"Fuck you." She scolded with a smile.

Guan Guan and I rented a two-person apartment, and it has been seven or eight years since the first year of work.

The sound of dripping water came from the bathroom, which sounded like light rain.Guan Guan's cleanliness has always been serious, especially after three days in the hospital, he can't wait to rush to the bathroom almost as soon as he enters the door.

They said I was in a coma for a week.

Such a clean freak can stay in the courtyard for three days, maybe this is true love.If it weren't for the normal sexual orientation of both of us, I would definitely marry her as my wife.

Thinking wildly, I mopped the whole living room with a mop.The soil accumulated in the house for a week, even I can't stand it.

Put the mop on the wall outside the bathroom, and wait for Guan Guan to come out before shopping.Three seconds after letting go, I heard a "boom", and the unsteady mop pole fell down and hit the shelf on one side, "cracking" and falling a notebook.

I looked down in a daze, the familiar cover and texture, thick handmade cowhide.I once spent an hour in the mall to buy it, and used it to record my travel records for five years. It was the one that Xiaojiang said she confiscated.

The body picked it up uncontrollably, and quickly turned to the last part with words.Black gel pens, thin and drifting rather than flowing fonts, have been ridiculed by those around them for many years.

"The maple forest in City B is very beautiful in autumn, and there is the peak mountain on the forest. I am very curious about how it feels to be steeper than the Huashan cliff. The nature's uncanny workmanship, of course, we must choose a sunny day. Although the smoke and clouds are also a beautiful scenery , but I am still more interested in mountains..."

The babbling words are often out of line when they are written.A spot of water fell on it suddenly, and I sniffled and laughed.

The rain-like sound became clearer and gradually mixed with the whisper of the wind.Someone whispered something in my ear, the familiar voice and unfamiliar behavior mixed my emotions in a mess.

However, one thing is clear -

The dream has woken up, and these past memories have passed after all.

***

When I regained consciousness, I felt a tiredness that seemed to emanate from my soul.

This is almost the most difficult waking up in my life, and it is almost difficult to breathe.In the dimness, someone fed me something to eat. The soft and warm taste is just the right porridge.

When he did this for the fifth time, I was finally vaguely sure that I had been lying here for a long time.

It's not always like this, and I've had brief moments of recovery.At that moment, a soft or dim light was reflected on the retina, and then the weak strength disappeared again, and fell into the powerless chaos again.

But that light let me know that I was alive.

I know who the person who fed me was, or should I say a demon.Naraku, that familiar breath has already been carved into his bones, just like that night not long ago.

As I remember the sound of heavy rain was too clear outside the house at that time, the wind and rain whizzed down from the sky, lingering repeatedly in the painfully drowsy consciousness, and even penetrated into dreams and memories.I also remember the monster whispering close to my ear. At that time, he only said a few words, but my shock was wrapped in my chaotic consciousness.

He brought me back to the world from the freezing cold and severe pain of dying, and left warm to fiery imprints on my skin.But he was the one who caused the initial curse. The monk's eyes were filled with resentment and turned blood red. At that moment, something soaked into my body, and there was a tearing and stirring pain in an instant.

All these are true memories,