[Inuyasha] Looking back at Chaoshan Heng

The rain gradually became lighter, and the gloomy sky in the morning has gradually faded into soft cloud white.

Granny Feng's steps are never in a hurry, and every step seems to be compacted and steady before she can continue to take the next step.

When it was time for dinner, A-Xia and I followed her and walked back slowly. Although we missed our usual restaurant to some extent, the slightly throbbing temples had already overwhelmed the discomfort caused by the empty stomach.

Perhaps I should be happy that all these years of aristocratic education have not been in vain.At least at the moment when I was in a daze, neither A-Xia nor Granny Feng noticed.

His thoughts finally gradually regained clarity, and the brief explanations he heard when he was in a trance before slowly came to mind again.

Inuyasha, Kikyo, Jade of the Four Souls, 43-year seal.

Maybe it was related to her relatives, Granny Feng didn't say much.Only these four key words were mentioned in a few sentences.

But I have seen the fact that I never thought of before.

I never thought that I would live in a comic, or in other words, another world constructed based on a comic.

This is more absurd than a time-reversing space displacement, running from China in the 21st century to Japan in the mid-[-]th century, like a dream.

But everything here is so real. Six years ago, I became Liang Ji of Jinchuan City, and I have been shackled in a small city ever since.Learning the necessary skills of those noble Jijun, adapting to the slow pace of life to enjoy oneself, watching the time go by day by day, growing from a girl to a girl again.

And Wen Liang, an older single woman who likes hiking and walking to inter-provincial cities with her friends on vacation, just a little bit, buried in the barren mountains of the past by a long time.

The manga that belonged to Wen Liang's world has long since lost my memory, or I have never read it in my previous life.

It is just like many animes that we have grown up with but have not really touched, telling a few plots from the mouth of a friend, catching a glimpse of the silver-haired dog demon’s arrogant smile during the TV channel change, or reading it on the novel website we often go to. , a hastily swept name.

I only remember three of the names there: Inuyasha, Kagome, and Sesshomaru.In addition, there is a previous life of Kagome whose name was not known, plus a villain BOSS who forgot his name.

Other than that, nothing is known.

After the rainy afternoon, we left the Maple Village where Inuyasha was sealed.At that time, I thought, at least in the short term, there would be no one or anything that could make me lose control even more.

Later, I found out that I was wrong.

For the name Renjian Yindao, during the six years from the age of eight to 14, it was more like a symbol and an identity in his mouth, and there were some thick and thin ink marks of truth and falsehood on countless letters.

The young master who was shown to me by others was sickly, gentle, and elegant; the person who appeared between the lines was precocious, precocious, and deep.

For me, that's it.The prince of a city, my fiancé, maybe even, the father of my future child.

It is the same no matter what era it is to seek a job in its place.Since I have become Ryo Imakawa in this life, I will try my best to live as Ryo Imagawa.

The next two days went smoothly, and this seemingly endless forest finally saw the end.

At the end of the forest is the blue sea.

I once told people about Jian Yin Dao in a letter, I used to live by the sea, it grew up with me, and became a dream that I could not revisit for many years.

This is not a perfunctory remark.

Whether it's me in the past or the real Liang, they are all children who grew up by the sea.

But the sound of the waves in my ears has been missing for a long time, and the bright and dark blue and white ocean in my eyes has been missing for a long time.

The eight-year-old girl named Ryo has disappeared, and since I became Ryo Imakawa, I have never left Miyagi.

No matter what kind of person Renjian Yindao was, at least at that moment, I was grateful to him.

At the junction of the sea and the mountain, we met the envoy sent by Hitomi Castle.

Jinchuan City is a city of plains, but people see it as a city of mountains.Even though the mountain is not too high, it is still a natural barrier.

There are three guides in Renjian City, two of them are men, and they are under the orders of the City Master and the Young City Master respectively.The last one is a bright-looking woman. She is wearing a white kimono with red patterns to show her figure even more, but her smile is gentle and introverted: "His Royal Highness Liang Ji, this servant is one of the maids who are ordered to take care of your daily life, Meizi."

When I was in Jinchuan City, I heard it mentioned by a maidservant——this young city lord of Jiancheng, who had a serious illness since he was eight years old, has been bedridden all year round.Especially at the junction of spring and autumn, half of the time is due to serious illness and thanking guests.

And Meizi explained that on the day we arrived at Renjian City, Renjian Yin Dao had just recovered from the illness of changing seasons.I was asked to wait for two days because I was afraid of passing on the remaining sickness to me.

In Japan in this era, most women were married at the age of twelve or thirteen.Except for some special occupations, such as being engaged in priesthood such as exorcising demons, or some unspeakable colored work, a girl is considered an old girl when she is fifteen or sixteen years old.

In other words, this time people came to see the city for a temporary stay, but they actually lived there for a while, and then directly considered marriage.

The two days passed quickly, just enough for me to clear up the exhaustion and thoughts brought about by the recent rush, and restore myself to the Ji Jun who came to marry in Jinchuan City.

When I meet someone who sees Yin Dao, I choose the parlor where his palace is located.

The cute yellow twelve-single top is patterned with vines, and the purple flower and bird skirt trails silently on the ground.

Wearing a well-chosen kimono, I walked into this simple but exquisite Japanese room.The first thing I saw was a black-glazed porcelain pot introduced from China, where new tea was being boiled on the agarwood table, and the water vapor at the spout was bubbling.

Kneeling behind the desk was a young man, wearing a light purple hakama with Hitomi's family crest embroidered on it.Her long black hair was tied into a bunch at the back of her head, and the bangs on her forehead drew a gentle arc.

I hesitated for a moment, then controlled my pace and walked slowly.He looked up at this moment, but his expression was surprised: "Are you... cold?"

It was a face—not much different from what I imagined.

In other words, that appearance is very in line with what I have heard since I was a child.

His complexion is fairer than most women, revealing a sickly softness.The ecstasy at the first meeting has been replaced by a smile, making this seemingly weak and harmless man more and more delicate like white porcelain that dare not be touched.

I know that according to the usual etiquette, the next step is to greet each other and sit down, and then enter the topic.Even though I can't speak, I can see that Yin Dao has learned lip language for many years, so communication is not a problem.

But my body seemed to be penetrated by some invisible substance, pinning me in place and unable to move—no, a more appropriate term is that my body does not want to get even half an inch closer.Even though the gentle eyes were as moist and harmless as water, it only made me feel a sense of disgust like an electric shock from the bottom of my feet.

If we say that before entering this room, there was an inexplicable horror attacking me.Then at this moment, all the fear and anxiety have found their source.

——It was a pair of dark red pupils, hidden behind the black hazy tenderness.Gloomy, excited, malicious, shocking... overly contradictory and strong vivid emotions, through the dull, bloody red, rushing madly.

"Cool?" Renjian Yindao looked at me with some concern, and stood up after talking: "What's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort?"

I stared firmly into his eyes, trying to speak, trying to blur this too bad situation.But these rational thoughts were as weak as fluff under the complex and huge external emotions. I was firmly suppressed by the strange power that went directly to the spirit, and I completely lost control of myself.

This feeling... I have experienced it before.

It was a certain day when I was nine years old in this life. I was going to take the shortest route back to my palace, but when I passed by the side room of the city lord who lives next to the palace, I felt an unpleasant and strange aura.

"Breath", this vague expression, is the only definition I can make of it.

I hesitated for a moment that day and chose another way back.Early the next morning, I heard that the city lord's concubine was possessed by a monster yesterday, killing several maids inside and outside the palace, and almost hurting the city lord's life.

Later, it was a demon exorcist enshrined in the city who spent a lot of effort to get rid of the monster—it was a bird demon.

At that time, I brushed shoulders with death, and it was only after that time that I gradually realized that this world is really different from where I used to be.

At that time, the breath of the monster made me uncomfortable, but at this moment, this emotion is so strong that it restrains all my actions!

Who are you... exactly?

I felt that I was out of control and asked silently. At that moment, I hoped that this person actually couldn't read lips.But this is obviously just self-comfort, not to mention that this man is too smart, my weird expression and eyes are enough for him to understand everything.

"...So, you can see it."

I heard him say it softly, it was not so much an inquiry, it was more like a kind of self-talk.He looked at me for a long time, as if he was appreciating a hard-won treasure, and he no longer concealed those ups and downs of emotions, and gradually revealed, deeper and deeper...greed.

Then he laughed lowly, all the false weakness and paleness melted away like the first snow at this moment.I just felt that my heart was suffocated, and my body's tolerance to evil thoughts seemed to be finally pushed to the limit.

My vision went dark, and I lost consciousness.

The author has something to say: The memory of the story about Inuyasha above is basically what I knew about Inuyasha before I saw the fan and decided to write the article ╮(╯▽╰)╭