meow

Silly cat.

Patch withdrew his hand on the back hair of the pickles, and before leaving, he rubbed the cat's ears with nostalgia. He maintained a half-squat position and watched it walk up and down the mountain path.Although the scriptures say that parting is for better encounters, Pickle doesn't like this sentence. It thinks that never being separated is a happier promise than reunion.

The sun was still hanging in the sky, with half of his face dimmed in the clouds and mist, and the light rain fell in the clear sky, dripping on the pickles and Patch, like a warm greeting from the sun.As soon as Pickle, which was walking down the mountain with its tail hanging down, raised its head, it felt water droplets falling on its nose. It sneezed and found that more raindrops had wet its ears and beard.

"Look, uncle black, it's the sun and rain, and the fox is getting married!" The little cat seemed to have found a reason to turn around and shouted, but when it looked back, Patch was no longer there. shadow.

There were only blurred footprints left on the land where both of them had stood. The skirt of the Sunny Doll, which had just been hung up yesterday, fluttered, and the cloth was wet by the rain, and it looked like it was crying.The little cat still kept waving, but before she could take it back, the smile disappeared from her face. She lowered her ears limply and pressed them to her forehead, her nose choked with warmth, and said: "The sunny doll doesn't work..."

It's a crumb doll.

Before I had time to say a few more words to the black uncle, the little cat shrugged its tail and ears down the mountain in frustration, and kept looking back on the road, hoping that the other party would suddenly appear and surprise Cai Cai, but unfortunately , until the pickles went down the mountain, and did not wait for the expected voice.The little cat finally gave up, and after leaving the mountain road, he quickened his pace, leaving footprints on the muddy road.

Patch sat on Huo Ling and watched Pickle leave in the sky, and after the dark shadow of the kitten disappeared completely, he leaned on Huo Ling's finger and said, "Let's go too, they must have been waiting for a long time. "

Huo Ling folded his arms and disappeared into the air with Paqi.

The cats and people have disappeared, but the sun rain has no intention of stopping. The sunny doll has been completely wet, hanging alone on the tree, like an abandoned child crying lonely.

In fact, this sunny baby is indeed crying, and Wu Mi, who has finally seen the sun for hundreds of years, is not happy at all. The mortal crumb of King Ma Cang Ye sealed him in a closed barrier, but he is evil-hearted There are hundreds of small gaps that allow sunlight to enter, and the light that seeps in will continuously purify Wu Mi's body and soul, but it will not let him die.So now Wu Mi is in a stage where life is worse than death. During the day, the sun is lingering, and at night, the injured soul will automatically repair itself, and it goes on and on again.

Mingming finally got his wish and can live under the sun again, but this kind of life is not miserable or dissatisfied.In the past, he was sick and could only lie on the bed, and his only hope was to survive, but when he had a long life, he didn't want to just live in the night, but wanted to return to the sunlight.

In fact, compared to ordinary people, Wu Mi is lucky enough, but she doesn't know how to control her desires, and she will do anything to achieve her wishes.Now he has finally found a way to survive in the light of day, but it takes more time to fight for freedom...

Although Wu Mi has acquired endless lives, his usual life is not high-profile. It stands to reason that a person with strong self-esteem like him should be eager to prove himself after turning over. Unfortunately, the life-saving Wu Mi has never been found. Suitable X opportunity.When he mutated into a ghost, he began to be afraid of his weakness, so he got up and looked for a way to make up for it. Hundreds of years passed, and he obviously gained great power, but he never showed it in the human world as he wished.

The only ones who noticed Wu Mi's disappearance were the ghosts who remained in the world and Wu Mi's old rival Ghost Killing Team. The former was in a leaderless state. I found out that on the side of the ghost killing team, the mood will not be as complicated as that of the ghosts, and I only hope that the disappearance of the boss can be more thorough.

Oni/Ghost Killing Team: Kami Sama is on top, I hope that Ghost Mai Tsuji will be completely finished.

...

Time continued to move forward, and the news of the leopard cat clan's invasion of Japan came again in the wind. The familiar term appeared in Pickle's ear, and the little cat tilted his head blankly, without changing his goal.The leopard cat clan sounds very difficult to get along with. Cai Cai is just an ordinary Tang cat. It is better not to mix with the wild cats outside, and they are the enemies of His Royal Highness Gougou.

Returning to Kyoto again, the earth-shaking changes made Cai Cai feel at a loss. After 500 years, the enchantment of the four gods and beasts has weakened, but the monsters are no longer gathered here. There is nothing special about the decline, pickle is walking on the street, and I don't even meet an onmyoji who can distinguish whether it is a demon or a cat.

The little cat didn't go home immediately, she went to the West Market in her memory first, and although the capital had changed a lot, the aura of the white tiger meow did not disappear.Pickle originally thought that he could still see a spirited little friend, but to his disappointment, the big white tiger was lying slumped in the corner, the hair all over its body lost its luster, and it fell asleep in a coil. Called twice, but did not wake it up.

"Meow?"

Cai Cai pawed down the sleeping big white tiger, but the other party still did not respond.

The white tiger is sleeping soundly, probably because the doorkeeper is very tired.

Pickle doesn't understand that it is a gift from its mother that it can survive, and most creatures in this world will naturally come to the end of their lives. The four gods and beasts in Kyoto were born because of human beliefs. Dynasties change and people's hearts pass and disappear.In this era when Kyoto is no longer the political center, after the threat of the Hyakki Yakura has gone away, people have lost their expectations for the mythical beasts.

The deep sleep means that the white tiger has lost its strength and is about to leave quietly like a birth.

The little cat doesn't know the current situation of its partner, it just thinks that it is having a wonderful dream that it doesn't want to be lucid, so its little feet step on the ground lightly, not wanting to make any noise to wake it up.Like Cai Cai, Bai Humiao dreams of reuniting with his family.

Following the familiar aura, Caicai walked on an unfamiliar road and returned to her home that had changed a lot. Before she was taken away by the ghost lamp, the kitten had just been here. For her, it was only a few days. Home is another earth-shaking change.I don’t know if it’s an illusion of pickles, but I always feel that this house is getting more and more dilapidated. It used to be the mansion of the great onmyoji bestowed by the capital—King Asang Ye, but now the entire onmyoji profession is followed by others. With the rise of the samurai family, it fell.

Onmyoji in the Heian era was the dream profession of many noble children. Although the official position was not high, it could influence the political trend and occupy an important position in every change.But now, although the warriors still believe in the ominous and auspicious divination of yin and yang, they will not let the gods affect the overall situation, and even the generals with a violent personality will kill the gods to sacrifice the flag if they don't want to hear the bad news.

Over the years, the Ma Cang family still maintains the pride of a traditional family of onmyojis. Even though most monsters have been far away from human life, they still persist in the work of balancing the two realms of yin and yang.Unlike the Asakura family, the Huakaiyuan family did not forget to expand their business while continuing the inheritance of Yin Yang. Now many outstanding children have entered the shogunate to follow the generals and firmly established themselves on the political stage.

Cai Cai found the familiar dog hole, pawed open the cover with her paws and entered the backyard. The barrier of Ma Cang's house remained motionless, as it did thousands of years ago to prevent the kitten from entering and exiting.

When I came back last time, I looked at the Ma Cang family, which was still very lively, but now it looks a bit deserted. The wife of the current head of the family, Ma Cang Ye Xian, is pregnant, but her husband is not by her side.The little cat was listening to the gossip of the maid and the shikigami in the dark, and had no intention of further understanding. It quietly squeezed into Wang Ye's former courtyard, and ran to the home he was most familiar with but now felt strange.

The courtyard seems to have just been cleaned, and there are not even a few fallen leaves. There is aura of brother Gu Zong everywhere inside and outside the house, making Pickle happily squint his eyes into two slits. It scratches the sliding door and sticks its head in:

"Meow!"

Brother, Cai Cai is back!

"Meow?"

Brother brother, where are you?

The little cat searched every corner of the yard from the inside to the outside, but couldn't find any trace of Gu Zong. It squatted depressed on the floor of the bedroom, with its ears flattened and its tail rudely flicked.I don't know where Brother Smelly has gone again, he always staggered with Cai Cai!

The little kitten, who was full of expectations and was disappointed, was not very happy. It ran to the mother's quilt and stepped on the milk twice. After finding the ball on the quilt, it quickly retracted its paws.The quilt in the room was unrolled when Gu Zong was about to leave, perhaps because he was nostalgic for the time when Ye Wang was still there. Although the quilt was brand new and did not smell like him, it gave the room a little more vitality.

When pickles left with Sesshomaru last time, they took the portrait of King Ye with them. Of course, the Ma Cang family would not leave the altar of ancestors empty, so they found a painter to redo it, and now it is hanging high on the table forward.In the new portrait, Ye Wang's face has not changed, but his expression has changed. He closed his eyes tightly and looked alienated from the indifference of human fireworks, which made Cai Cai feel strange.

This is not like my mother...

The little cat jumped onto the altar, picking at the portrait with its paws. The unextinguished candle on the altar had been burning for some days. Although it was not extinguished, the melted candle oil dripped over half of the table.It's so dirty, my mother definitely doesn't like it!Thinking of this, the little cat used its paws to scrape off the candle wax, and then its meat pad was burned, and it jumped off the table with a meow in pain.

Cai Cai didn't dare to move anymore after suffering so much, she jumped back into the bedding with three legs and lay down, carefully licking her dark cat pad.

It hurts so much, where did my brother go, why hasn't he come back...