[Hokage + Onmyoji] Bride of the Sea God

Extra Story: The Birth of the Year of the Wilderness

The heavens have bred 800 million gods. Every day, every moment, new gods are born because of faith, and old gods lose their faith and die.They sympathize with the world and are aloof, but they have never really been tempted at all.The world's anger, ignorance, and delusion, bitterness, hatred and parting, are all said to be freely determined in the dark.

He used to be the messenger of the gods, a god, but in the end he chose to degenerate into a demon.And his past was also one of the boundless sentient beings.

The suffering of all living beings is suffering for the world.Love, lust, greed and hatred.

Who is it and what is delusional?

Beside my ears are the sound of roaring sea and people's prayers.His consciousness was fuzzy and his head hurt.He doesn't know what a tsunami is, nor what a human being is, but there is a clear thought in his mind telling him what these are.It felt like a lot of memories that didn't belong to him were suddenly stuffed into his brain.Consciousness is divided into two distinct parts.One clear, one chaotic.

He heard the sea roaring and overturning the fishing boat, swallowing life, and the villagers who prayed for the safety of the sea were all dead. "Can't go to the sea...can't go to the sea...you will die...there will be a tsunami..." The first time I muttered, my voice was still a bit obscure, and then repeated countless times, the tone of a boy gradually became more and more obvious.The sea water gently supported him, as if protecting the most important person.

The tide of the sea was rising and falling, and his body was floating in the sea like a lone boat.I do not know how long it has been.The voice next to my ear gradually became more realistic, and my body was no longer the gentle sea water, but the gravel was laid out under my body, which was a little hard, but still had a sense of reality. "You can't go to sea, you can't go to sea...there is a tsunami..." The boy still didn't forget to murmur these words repeatedly.It seems that his existence is to tell people this matter.

"Honey, there is a child floating in the sea." The middle-aged woman who was picking up shells by the sea was the first to discover the boy.She hurriedly turned around and shouted to her husband who was preparing to go to sea by the sea.

The boy stretched out his hand, but his arm, which had been soaked in the sea for a long time, was a little weak, and all his strength was exhausted just by moving it.His fingers left dents on the sand, and he was still whispering, "Don't go out to sea... There's a tsunami..."

"What, there is a tsunami." The middle-aged woman finally heard the boy's words clearly. She was a little surprised and looked up at the sky.There is not a trace of cloud in the clear blue sky. How can there be a tsunami in such a sky?But the boy kept saying this repeatedly, and it didn't seem like he was lying.While the woman was thinking, her husband had already walked over.

"Axiang, you said that there is a child floating from the sea."

"Yeah, I kept saying not to go out to sea, there is a tsunami."

"How could there be a tsunami in such a day?" Looking into the distance, the sky was clear and the seagulls were fluttering their wings and humming.still alive.

"I'll take the man over there first. Always soaking in the water is not an option." After briefly talking to his wife, the man carried the boy to the fishermen who were chatting together in twos and threes.

"Hey, third brother, why did you go and talk to your sister-in-law and bring back a child?"

"Could it be..."

A group of people laughed at the same time without saying anything. These rough guys who have been fishing on the beach all year round have never had any boundaries when joking.

"Go away, Ah Zhong, the dog can't spit out ivory, restrain your messy thoughts." Throwing the young man on his shoulders roughly in the corner of this temporary shed, he tore a piece of clothes of unknown origin , covering the young man.The man named Ah Zhong looked unhappy.Said with a tight frown. "This kid just said that there was a tsunami, so bad luck."

The boy still wanted to open his mouth to continue to stop these men, but his consciousness finally couldn't bear the heavy fatigue brought by his body, and he fell into a drowsiness in a trance.The quarrels of those men gradually faded away.By the time he regained consciousness again, it was already the middle of the moon.Someone beside the ear was talking loudly, and the buzzing mind was in a mess.

Rubbing his aching head, the boy struggled to sit up, and the clothes covering his body slipped down between his legs as he moved.There were more than two dozen dark-skinned men sitting in the room with a bonfire, and one of them was loudly reprimanding the others.

"Just because of a brat's words, you are so frightened." Under the light, the man's expression was a bit hideous.The young man shrank his body, and pulled the clothes covering his legs to cover his chest, as if this would give him a sense of security.

"You're awake." A big man sitting next to him noticed that the boy was awake, and scooped him a bowl of fish soup.The bowl containing the fish soup was a bit worn out, and there were gaps in twos and threes. The warm fish soup slowly overflowed from the gap with a fishy smell.

The bonfire was crackling, and the figure of the middle-aged man was shaking on the wall like a beast. "If there is still no storm after dawn, I'll throw this kid into the sea as bait to feed the sharks." The angry man pointed at the boy, who froze in fright, and withdrew his hand that was about to reach out to get the fish soup go back.

Looking timidly at the hostile surroundings, the boy was a little scared. "I..." Before he could finish speaking, someone came running out of the door panting, banging on the door and window vigorously.

"Brother, brother, the sea suddenly disappeared, a tsunami... a tsunami is coming..."

"What!" Standing up in amazement, more than twenty men ran out one after another.The young man hugged his knees with his hands and looked at those figures going away. They even didn't even close the door because they were in a hurry.The cold wind howled into the house, and the boy who stayed inside couldn't help shivering.

There was a mess of shouts outside the door, and the wind was rustling, and no one paid attention to the existence of this young man.

He raised his hand to touch the fish soup that was placed not far in front of him, and his fingertips felt a bit scalding.Pick it up slowly, and bring it to your mouth, the fishy smell fills your nostrils, which is not a pleasant smell.There was a sense of hunger in the boy's stomach, maybe he wouldn't be hungry after drinking the food in front of him, such a thought came to his mind.He lowered his head cautiously and took a sip of the fish soup.Then frown.In addition to the salty taste in the soup, it smells like fish.But he still endured it in small sips and drank it down.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind had blown out the bonfire, and the fish soup on the bonfire had condensed into a thick layer of white grease.The dark blue night sky was replaced by morning light.Amidst the uproarious noise, many people rushed in. They knelt in front of the boy, their original indifference was replaced by a look of excitement and pleading.

"My lord envoy, you must be the envoy sent by the gods."

"Please stay here."

"We'll build you a shrine..."

"I..." The sudden person made the boy a little speechless, which prevented him from reacting immediately. "You don't need to kneel down, I...I will protect you..." He said helplessly, his face gradually stained with tenderness.Eyes as clear as the sea are full of firmness.

In this way, a shrine was abruptly built on the cliff by the sea, and an ignorant but very gentle boy lived in the shrine.He guides the villagers how to avoid shipwreck and when to go to sea.

His name is Huang.

Spoiler: Desolate Years Chapter God's Envoy

The sea breeze is blowing in front of you, with a slight smell of the sea.The sun is a little harsh.A young man in a snow-white hunting suit came out of the shrine, subconsciously raising his hand to block the slightly harsh light.After a long while, I slowly let go after getting used to everything.He has been in this village for a whole year.And under his prediction, this small fishing village that was once poor has gradually become prosperous.

Today is also a good day.As long as he keeps working hard, he will definitely be able to bring more happiness to people.Those feelings of being needed are really warm, like the warm feeling of the sun shining on the body.

"Sir God!"

The shout came from afar, and the girl in scarlet kimono held the basket in one hand, and shook the other hand vigorously at Ara who was standing by the shrine.The girl looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, and her cheeks were flushed under the morning sea breeze.

Huang showed a smile on his face, raised his hand and waved to the girl as a greeting.

After a while, the girl with the basket trotted in front of Huang. Before she could catch her breath, she stretched out her hand, and the basket that had been held in her hand was handed to her.The speech is brisk, with joy. "Well, this is today's breakfast. Salty porridge and grilled fish, yes, and wagashi and fruits bought at the market yesterday afternoon."

Huang accepted the basket under the girl's uneasy gaze, subconsciously showing a gentle smile on his face. "Thanks for your hard work, Tai Zi." Under the dazzling light, the boy in a white hunting suit lived up to his name as an envoy of God.

'Plop, plop. 'The heartbeat of the belt is beating more powerfully than usual at this moment.She still doesn't understand what love is, but she just feels that the god envoy is more beautiful than the noble son in the town.She unconsciously looked crazy.

"Strap? Strap?"

"Ah..." Dazed back to his senses, Dai Zi realized that his face was hot. "I... I'm going back first, and I still have to do housework." Panicked, she forgot to take the basket she brought with her, and she turned around and ran towards the village under the cliff along the winding path.

Woooooo, belt, you are too shameful, how can you look at the gods and make adults look stupid.

Huang's eyes kept looking at the figure of Tai Zi, until the figure of the girl disappeared from sight, he smiled helplessly.The belt is still so frizzy, Aunt Seven will talk about her again when she goes back.Thinking that the girl would chatter again when she came in the afternoon, he turned around and walked back to the shrine with the basket in his hand.

The salty porridge and salted fish are delicious, and in this era, common people rarely can afford to eat fruit every day.Wagashi is sweet, but it tastes good when eaten with green tea.The villagers really care about it.He has to work harder.

After breakfast, start to predict the time of the next sea trip.

The sun by the sea seemed to be poisonous. Just after Sishi (about nine o'clock), the sun completely poked its head out from behind the clouds and began to burn the earth.Even sitting in the gloomy shrine, the heat still hasn't been reduced by half.Huang thought about the people who might come in the afternoon, closed his eyes and began to meditate quietly.

He has a talent called Precognition.

The world gradually became quieter. Although the hotness still remained the same, the young man heard the sound of the sea tide. It wasn't the waves that refused to stop outside the shrine at this time, but the more violent waves farther away.The sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, the cheers and cries of the people.Opening his eyes again, there was a little sweat on Huang's forehead. Every prediction made him feel a little hard, but thinking of those feelings of being needed, he smiled.There was a heavy rain two days later.Remember to ask her to tell the village chief grandpa when she brings the baby in the afternoon.

However, in the afternoon, Huang didn't wait for the belt, and there was no one. The sun gradually moved westward from the beginning to finally completely sinking into the distant sea horizon.He seems to have been forgotten.Sitting quietly at the gate of the shrine, the young man had doubts, panic, and confusion in his mind...

Nothing like this has ever happened.What happened?With doubts, he embarked on the road from the shrine to the village.

The shrine is built on the cliff, and the road from the village to the cliff is a bit rough. The road is more like a path formed by people walking a lot.Large hunting clothes are not suitable for climbing mountain roads, especially at night.After stumbling for a long time, he finally reached the entrance of the village.

The sound of mourning and crying faintly came to the ears, some people were comforting in a low voice, and some people were talking about it.Those voices came to the young man's ears in a small way.

"Taizi, don't cry. You can't come back from the dead."

"Lao Qi and the others were really miserable this time. They encountered the Black Rock Reefs. Only a few people in the boat survived."

"I didn't expect the envoys to predict it."

"Hey, don't talk about it." Someone spotted the boy standing in the darkness and clapped their hands to keep silent.

Huang approached step by step, and his expression was full of disbelief, obviously in his prediction that everyone would come back safely.But how could this be...

Dozens of corpses lying on the beach, they were still alive half a month ago.Was there something wrong with his foreknowledge?The young man who faced life and death for the first time staggered to the white corpse soaked in sea water.I wanted to bend over, but when I saw it, my legs went limp, and I fell to sit on the sand, holding my chest and breathing heavily.

At this moment, he realized that death was so close.Even mild water can be a cruel weapon.

"It's you! It's all you! If your predictions weren't wrong, how could Dad die..." The tape that was sobbing seemed to be going crazy, her voice was shrill, and she was no longer as gentle as before. She staggered and ran to the wilderness. In front of him, he grabbed the sand from the ground and threw it on the opponent.But after a few movements, he covered his face and began to sob again. "Woo woo woo..."

"I..." Opened his mouth in a daze, Huang wanted to say no, he wanted to deny, how could the foresight go wrong.But these words cannot be spoken.Facing the corpse in front of him, he lost the ability to speak.

"It's my fault..." After a long silence, he finally found his voice. "It was my prediction that went wrong...it was me...it was me...my fault..." Holding her head in her hands, the pain caused by guilt pierced her heart.Repeating these words over and over again, it seems that only in this way can he get a little peace of mind.

But there is still a voice in the depths of his heart that keeps beating his heart. Is it really his fault?

"Good boy, go back to the shrine." The village chief said in an old voice as he felt rough hands on his head. . "It's okay. This may also be the fate of Lao Qi and the others."

Raising his hand and wiping the tears that flowed down his cheeks unconsciously with his wide sleeve, Ara choked and said. "There will be a storm in two days." Predicting the weather and protecting mankind are the meaning and mission of his existence.

There was a fleeting look in the eyes of the village chief, but the villagers who turned their backs did not see it, nor did the sobbing Huang.

"Okay." Still sobbing intermittently, Huang struggled a few times before standing up.The thin figure slowly left the village and walked back to the shrine on the cliff.

However, this is just the beginning.The prediction began to make frequent mistakes, and at the beginning, there were still people defending him.But gradually, the way everyone looked at the boy changed.

The gentle expression was replaced by indifference and hatred.More and more wounds appeared on the young man's body.People no longer revere the divine envoy, and his foreknowledge is no longer the mercy of the heavens, but a matter of course.

When the sun rose slowly from the east again, the young envoy sat on the edge of the cliff, his eyes a little dazed.All these changes, from nothing to something, from something to nothing, is it like the tide of sea water ebbs and flows.Those warm things gradually disappeared.He panicked.Countless times at night, I would wake up when I heard the sound, and then tremble.

What on earth should I do?

As time passed, the sun radiated more and more scorching light, scorching the earth, and the thin clothing couldn't cover the poisonous light, and when it passed on the skin, it was a bit stinging.But the boy doesn't care about these, he likes to bask in the sun, this is a habit he developed after he predicted that he made a mistake.It seems that only in this way can he feel the warmth.

What is his existence for?

The sea breeze blows from afar, and the huge sea ship returns again full of rich goods.There was endless noise on the coast, faintly heard. In the past, at this time, someone would come to the shrine with a basket and chirp to him about what the boat had brought back.

A shrill cry came faintly from the bottom of the cliff, Huang followed the sound and looked, on the shoal under the cliff, a place that few people saw.A young man was doing something to a girl in coarse cloth, and the desperate cry came from the girl's mouth.

"This is..." Is that young man bullying someone?Why in such a remote place?Their movements were very strange, puzzled, and the young people who had never been exposed to certain things were stunned.

Although I don't know the facts, I always feel that I can't just sit idly by.Think like this.Ara stood up and began to stagger down from the shrine on the top of the cliff.When he arrived at the place he saw on the top of the cliff, the young man had already left.The girl in coarse fir lay there alone as if she was dead, with blood spreading under her body.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

Her closed eyelids moved, and she opened them with difficulty.Against the light, the young man's expression was a little blurry. The wide hunting clothes were covering her body, and there was a faint scent of acacia.She thought of her dead mother.

"I..." The girl who had been reduced to a slave opened her mouth slightly, her voice hoarse from crying.Hesitating, his eyes showed a blank look. "Hey, are you the god who came to pick me up to the underworld?"

"..." I am not, why can't I say this answer.Huang pursed his lips, a sad look flashed across his sea-blue eyes, and he raised his hand to cover the blood-soaked head of the other party, rubbing the sticky blood on his palm.The other party's face was pale and his breathing was weak, as if he was about to die, and would soon turn into a cold corpse.He didn't know how to face death calmly, how to comfort the other party.

"You are so gentle and kind. It's so nice to meet you when you're alive..." She moved her fingertips, and the girl realized that she no longer had the strength to move her body to grab her.The light in her eyes dimmed a lot, and she finally said the last sentence with a weak breath. "Hey, my name is... Butterfly... Thank you..." At least before I die, I want to tell this person my name, instead of being a wild ghost in the deserted grave.Is this the preferential treatment that cruel fate gave me at the end?

"Hey!" No matter how she called, the girl's life finally withered with blood.The golden beach was stained red with blood, as was the white hunting clothes.Why say thank you, he obviously didn't do anything.The warm sun shines on the body, only the cold like falling into an ice cave.

Why kill innocent girls?

On the coast, the sound of the tide is still there, and the seagulls cry low from time to time and skip across the sea.A solitary tomb stands abruptly by the sea.Thinking hard about the dance for sacrificing the undead, he raised his hand and pulled out the belt that was originally tied on the outermost part of the Kari clothing to replace the Kagura bell.Huang stood by the seashore and gestured awkwardly.The long sea-blue hair fluttered wantonly in the wind along with the spinning figure, and the boy's figure was stretched long in the gradually sinking twilight.

I only wish that the souls of the dead return to the underworld, and there will be no worries in the next life.

Extra Story: Desolate Years Chapter Gods

The bright full moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars are twinkling and bright, forming a sharp contrast with the night sky that seems to be blackened by ink.The young man stood blankly on the reef by the sea, laughter and ridicule could be heard endlessly in his ears.

They were discussing loudly, asking him to walk back to Gaotianyuan under the moonlight.Said he was a liar.

He's not a liar, he...he obviously did nothing wrong.Why do you do this to him.The wound on his body was aching, but it was nothing compared to the despair rising in his heart.After a while, he will walk into the cold and turbulent sea water!He will also become a corpse in the sea?Will the body be eaten by fish and shrimp?A few years later, it turned into a bone under the sea...

"You, do you regret it?"

Questions resounded in his mind, the voice seemed to come from the sky, but he raised his head subconsciously and looked around, only to find that everyone's expressions remained the same. Only he could hear the question.

Do you regret it?Huang asked himself.

I don't know, but it doesn't matter, he is about to sleep here forever.Those ridiculous innocence and trust after being blinded by illusions will all sink into the endless deep sea together.

Goodbye, this world.A beautiful but cruel world.

Walking step by step into the dark and icy sea water, the biting chill came from under my feet, it was so cold.When his body was completely swallowed by the sea, a huge wave broke out on the sea.The bustling and noisy village instantly ceased to exist.The sea covered everything with a huge tide, roaring, bringing the most murderous vengeance.Stupid human beings, how can you be able to practice the gift of the gods.

His breathing was blocked, and his body gradually lost consciousness. He could no longer feel anything except the bone-chilling chill, and the sea water surrounded him.All the past scenes appeared in front of my eyes.Like a revolving lantern.From the first time I saw this world, the clear sky, warm sea water, gentle humans, and adoring eyes.Those things that were once thought to be very important, those things that were considered to be beliefs... and the despair brought about by death, the coldness of the sea, the hatred in the eyes, the prey behind the village chief's smile, the madness and weeping of the belt, the butterfly The slave girl smiled in relief for the last time before she died after suffering misfortune...

My life...why do I exist?

"Who are you?" The questioning voice sounded in Huang's mind again.

who am I?

It's a wasteland!

who am I?

Is it the messenger of the gods?

who am I?

I……

I asked myself this question repeatedly, and finally Huang found that he couldn't answer it.The body is still falling, and it seems to be stiff.

Am I going to die!Sure enough, he was going to die, and his consciousness had almost completely disappeared.

'Plop, plop. 'The faint beating sound of the heart became more and more obvious in the silence.

In the end, he still didn't know the child's name...

Why is the human heart so cruel? The people in this village have lost their kindness after becoming rich. Greed blinded their eyes, buying and selling people, and neglecting human life.They also lost their reverence for the gods.Is this human?Selfish and greedy, they only know how to take, but don't know how to be grateful.Beneath the mask of kindness is actually evil.

Therefore, the gods will watch them but will not show mercy.Thoughts flashed across my mind, like the white glow that was revealed after the chaos was broken.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes, and a deep cold light burst out in his eyes.The sea water around him is no longer cold, and now they are as warm as a mother's hands.He realized something.Some things emerged more clearly in my mind.

Yuyu was born from nothingness, surrounded him, and kissed his fingertips from time to time, bringing a tingling sensation.The patterns of the stars, the sun and the moon appeared on the clothes one by one.After a while, the white hunting clothes turned into dark purple gorgeous clothes.

"Who are you?" The voice seemed to come from heaven and earth sounded again, and this time the boy who fell into the deep sea firmly gave his answer.

"My name is Huang, I am a god, and the land covered by sea water is my territory." At this moment, the gentle boy who was once called the envoy of God disappeared, replaced by a majestic and indifferent god.

the next day.

When the sun rose slowly again, the sea that had made huge waves the night before had calmed down.Feeling the sunshine, the girl struggled to get up from the shoal flooded with seawater. She was greeted by the smiling faces and shouts of her companions.

"Cuizi!"

"Great, we're all still alive."

I'm alive!Looking down at her hands, she fell into a warm embrace.The body temperature is so warm and scorching hot.It feels so good to be alive, and there are crystal tears in the corner of my eyes, which is the joy of the rest of my life after the catastrophe.Last night, when the boy in the white safari completely disappeared into the sea, there were rough waves on the sea.She thought she would die here.

So where should they go next?Those who enslaved them are dead, even if they are no longer slaves from now on, no one will know that they were trafficked people except themselves.

In the dazzling light, the young man was standing on the sea wearing a purple costume, his long hair fluttering in the wind.Something seems to be different.Cuizi said a few words to his companion briefly, and hurried to the side of the boy.She didn't know why she made such a move.But I think it's good to see each other alive again.

"Lord God Envoy..."

"It's you." Huang slowly turned his head to the side to look at the girl whose legs were not in the sea, the warm expression in the sea blue eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by a bone-chilling ice.Amidst the girl's unstoppable tears, he whispered. "Pain makes people wake up, and awakening is purification, so the gods keep watching, but no longer show mercy."

In the sea water, a strange-looking swimming fish jumped up, splashing waves of water beside the young man in fine clothes. Seeing that the master refused to pay attention to him, he slumped into the robe and turned it into a pattern on the corner of his clothes. .

This is no longer the domain of humans.

"Can we see each other again?" Cuizi couldn't help shouting as she watched Huang's back.

"If there is a destiny..." Without turning back, it was just an ambiguous answer.Immediately afterwards, the boy's figure disappeared, and there was only the same sea water on the sea surface as before, and a icy sea breeze blowing from the direction of the sea level.

Cuizi looked at the place where the boy disappeared, and she suddenly knew what she wanted to do.Turning back and looking at her companion, she showed a bright smile. "Sister Ruko, I'm going to become a shrine maiden. Do you want to come with me?"

"Okay! Let's go together."

Extra Story: Fallen God

一

There are countless gods on Gaotianyuan, so it is called 800 million.The gods condensed from the broom are called sweeping gods, and the gods born from the stove are the kitchen gods... and so on.Although the name is a bit simple and rude, it is unexpectedly accepted by all gods and humans.

He is the god of the sea.Coming from the sea and returning to the deep sea, even though he was once a human being, he crossed that boundary at that moment.Unlike the gods who guard one side, Sea God's territory is indeed a bit bigger.This also means that he, who has just become a god, needs to inspect his territory along the coastline.I don't know whether it is related to everything he just encountered, but the cities and villages he walked through will usher in heavy rain.

And it was at this time that he saw the god for the first time.The Fengshen named Lian.That whole body is filled with a kind of gentle wind god that makes people addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

Glancing at the other party from a distance, he left.He thought, since the other party is also a god, he should meet him again in the first lunar month, on the highland day.At that time, he will go to get to know each other formally.

However, things are impermanent.Meeting again, their positions have changed.

The torrential rain poured down from the sky, hitting the creatures on the ground without any mercy.The shoals converged into puddles, then into streams, and finally turned into raging rivers, devouring everything brutally.

The sea blue pupils in Huang's eyes were cold and frightening.He looked at Fengshen who had lost one eye and was about to disappear, and was silent for a long time. "You are Lian."

"It's me." Although the voice was weak, it was as gentle as he imagined.

At that time, Huang was dressed in brocade clothes, but Lian was in a panic.

"Then you know the purpose of my coming." Huang made his voice as indifferent as possible, he didn't want anyone alive to know the true thoughts in his heart at this moment.He is the God of the Sea, besides protecting all territories covered by seawater, he also has another task, which is to purify.It can also be called the God of Slaughter.All fallen gods are executed by him.

"Well, come on." Closing that emerald-colored eye, Fengshen, who looked clearly in a mess, was so calm.He quietly waited for the punishment from heaven to come.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if recalling something warm, he opened his mouth calmly. "If possible, I want to live on, even if I become a monster, I want to protect my people."

"Punishment Star"

The stars fell, Fengshen's body was hit again and again, until finally his consciousness was blurred.In a trance, a voice sounded. "Your people have abandoned you. From this moment on, there will be no Fengshen here, only Mulian."

This is the second meeting between Huang and Yimulian.

two

years later.

"There is a place between Gaotianyuan and Hades, where there are some things you might be interested in." Abe Seimei's words echoed in his ears, as if they were yesterday's words.

Looking at the last god who fell at his feet indifferently, his eyes flashed with difficult emotions.It finally turned into a sigh.Thinking about his past encounters, it was just a bet made by the gods.But he always thought that he was able to manipulate fate, so he smiled mockingly.What a poor and sad life.Neither as a human nor as a god, his destiny was never in his hands.All choices are preordained.

Abe Seimei, you really are a man like a fox.You can gain insight just by seeing it once.But that's all there is to it.From now on, there will be no gods on Gaotian Plain for a long time.The long-cherished wish in his heart was finally fulfilled, Huang's body fell backwards, killing the gods had exhausted all his energy.The body passed through the thick clouds, and finally landed on the surface of the genless sea, splashing a burst of water.Then it kept diving until it was buried in the silted sea sand.

Since then, the age of the gods has come to an end.

three

It was hundreds of years later.

The vicissitudes of life, the evolution of time.Natural and man-made disasters are endless, and mountains and rivers are upside down.What was once the sea has become a lake and land.The young man who had been sleeping for hundreds of years after being turned from a god into a demon slowly opened his eyes.

"Ahhhhh...Hashirama, you bastard..." Uchiha Madara yelled after being kicked off by his friend from a height.Immediately, the body fell into the clear Nanhe River.

At that time, the big demon opened his eyes, and there was doubt in the sea blue eyes.Am I still alive?The next moment, he and the boy named Madara looked at each other in blank dismay.With sea-blue long hair, snow-white hunting clothes, and a delicate and indifferent expression, this boy lying at the bottom of the river looks like a beautiful porcelain doll.

Fuck!How could someone be lying in the river.Could it be a monster?No, how could there be monsters in this world!Especially for such a good-looking monster, there are only beautiful banshees in the storybook.The idea changed again and again, and Uchiha Madara finally stretched out his hand, regardless of whether the other party lying in the river was willing, dragged the person ashore by pulling his arm.

"Ah, why don't people come up." Lying on the riverside, watching the river rushing endlessly, wondering if the other party really fell and encountered a water ghost!Hashirama took a deep breath, his lungs sucked enough oxygen, and then turned into a loud shout. "spot--"

"Why! I know my name sounds nice, but if you are so enthusiastic, why don't you come down together."

As soon as Senshou Zhujian yelled the first cry and was about to gather his energy to yell the second, two heads popped up on the turbulent river.It was Uchiha Madara who was speaking, who was behind that Madara, sure enough, the little friend was entangled by the water ghost.He didn't see that Uchiha Madara was pulling the opponent's arm underwater, and he was really frightened for a moment.

"Madara... Madara... behind you... the water ghost..."

"Ah!" Hearing the word water ghost, Uchiha Madara's body trembled in fright, and he didn't care about the fact that he was still holding onto the person ashore, he rushed ashore in twos and hugged his little friend tightly.

"Where...in...in...where...in..."

Huang, who was accused of being a water ghost, walked to the river with a blank face, brushed the hair that was stuck on his face with his hands, and looked at the two trembling humans hugging each other with some puzzlement. "Are you guys OK?"

Hashirama trembling: "Hey! Can talk! Can the water ghost talk?"

Madara who hesitated: "No way!"

"Aren't you a water ghost?" The two teenagers who were trembling with fright said in unison.

"..." It turned out that he was really regarded as a water ghost.Feeling helpless across his heart, Huang shook his head. "I'm not." When he spoke again, he finally realized something was wrong with his voice belatedly, and looked down at his hand, which belonged to a teenager, not a young man.

"Huh, I was scared to death. It's all your fault, Hashirama, what water ghost are you talking about." Saying that, Madara raised his hand and grabbed Hashirama's shoulder and threw him into the river.

Landing firmly on the other side of the river, Hashirama made a grimace. "Hey hey... I don't know who it is,