[Inuyasha] Looking back at Chaoshan Heng

I know that sooner or later there will be such a day.

Someone is calling my name next to my ear, and I am gnashing my teeth anxiously and forbearingly.It's unbelievable how the same voice can have so many emotional tones.

I suddenly wanted to laugh, the inexplicable emotion was completely inconsistent with the status quo.I even want to reach out, hold the other person's arm, and tell him that I heard you and don't call me again. This kind of nagging style is not suitable for you at all.

But I can only stay in the darkness, listening to the voice coming intermittently.A world that is soundless, colorless, lightless, and breathless, even I can't see it myself.There was nothing but the voice that spoke to me now and then.

So I can't let go of it anyway. In the darkness that is so long that there is no head and tail, this is the only thing that can make me feel my own existence.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe three or five days, the day that very familiar voice told me.The longer you stay in chaos, the more blurred your memory and consciousness will be.From being able to think clearly and deduce the date at the beginning, what I can keep in my consciousness now is getting closer and closer to nothing.

But, it's only three or five days, so I should still be able to hold on.If you try harder, you might be able to make it through.

Think like this, listen hard, until the concepts of thinking and listening are gradually blurred.

Exactly...how long has passed?

"Hate it."

I suddenly felt the light, coming along with the subconscious voice that had been lingering in my ear repeatedly, almost carved into my bones and blood.A hazy, white gleam fell into this boundless darkness from an unknown world above.

It landed on—a dozen meters in front of me, a curled up creature in white.

"Hate it," the voice repeated in this way, the soft, deep, moving presence that almost made people cry, and the man in exquisite kimono who suddenly appeared beside the other party, "you can hate too. "

That crooked, hunchbacked, curled up, and thin creature, a life that looked like a human but not a living person, slowly raised its head.I saw the surprised expression on his face, with a kind of stunned and unbelievable feeling of seeing the light again after being sealed underground for a hundred years.

"It's so pitiful." The man who appeared next to him looked sad, and breathed like a sigh: "As a saint, troubles and confusion are not allowed. However, no one has thought about you."

It was just a sentence, but tears flowed slowly from the bone-shaped eyes deeply sunken on that withered face.

"Don't lie to yourself anymore," the man was tempting him, the snow-white light shrouded him, he looked down at the prostrate old man, as if facing the pilgrimage son of God: "Come with me, live with me go down."

Live with me.

"Liu...you have to live with me before I allow it."

Forget when you heard the words, promises, demands, coercions, oaths, or whatever.If he is so calm and dry, he is not at all like the usual guy.

Like a spell to undo the bondage, after these words, the whole world suddenly changed.

……

……

came back.

Consciousness is still a little trance, it's just some kind of instinctive consciousness that transmits this idea into my brain.

The environment is already completely different, but just a few feet away, separated by the same distance from before, the old man who is neither alive nor dead, neither human nor demon, slowly moves along with the person who is gradually approaching from the white mist in the distance. Opened those strange eyes——

I stand here, as if I was shackled in place by something, just watching, and I can only watch.

I watched Maitreya and Shanhu attack the undead man called Baixinshangren, and the power of the wind cave destroyed the barrier of the entire mountain in sevens and eighties.

I watched Zi Mengsheng fly out from the back of Sweetheart Baixin, preventing Maitreya from breaking through the last barrier, and let Sweetheart Baixin take this opportunity to disappear in front of them in the blink of an eye.

I watched the wind flow gradually out of control. The natural force changed the original arrangement of energy and destroyed the once impenetrable barrier.

Then—the strong demonic aura rushed from all directions, like countless invisible sharp ice needles, pierced into my body, and tore apart the part of the ice seal that entered.

"what--!!!"

Someone was screaming, a familiar yet unfamiliar hoarse voice, it should be me, but it was as sharp as if my throat was torn off.But I can't feel the slightest pain of the body, as if my own existence was illusory, and the pain of the body has long since ceased to exist.

What this strong evil spirit is attacking is my fruity soul that has lost the protection of my body.

"You are... Liang we met that day? Why are you here?"

"What's wrong? Your expression seems to be in pain..."

When the consciousness is stimulated to the limit by the too sudden sharp pain, the physiological instinct takes the center of gravity.I heard someone talking not far away, young men and women, the obvious aura of the exorcist, the culprit who destroyed the enchantment.No matter what it is, it gave me a strong desire to destroy.

But no... no... it shouldn't be like this... there's something wrong, so it can't, it can't!

There are countless consciousnesses in the body tearing and fighting, human beings, monsters, half-demons, dead ghosts, living people, half-lived people... These beings with the same strong aura are too abruptly concentrated in this area. When I woke up, the breath that almost drove me crazy was mixed together, and the stimulation that was completely different from the pain also made me almost die!

How to do?What should I do?

Help me... help me.

"I was able to meet a senior like you who did good deeds during his lifetime."

The familiar female voice and gentle aura do not belong to living beings, and there is no aura of negative impact.

The perception of breath is infinitely magnified at this moment, and all external senses related to it are magnified countless times at the same time.Where perception reaches, everything is the executioner of the slaughter.

There is only one voice, and the priestess it represents, that breath, has become the only relief and hope for me at this moment.

I don't know how I got there, the speed of movement is not human at all, shrinking to an inch, advancing and retreating at will.

"cold?"

I saw Kikyo's surprised expression, and then she frowned: "Your body... no, it's not your body, or..."

Her expression was a little dignified, and she gradually revealed a look of understanding: "The curse broke out? Made you like this."

"Jiangyou..." I called out her name hesitantly, everything happened so inexplicably, in this short period of time, instinct overwhelmed everything.Standing beside her at this moment, the aura around me was suppressed by the aura that did not belong to living beings, so I was able to get rid of the pain that was almost insane and destroyed, and regained the power to think.

"Haven't you noticed?" Her expression seemed to be pity, and she sighed, "The you standing in front of me are just a ghost."

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