[Shaman King] He has a cat

Looking back now, Nagonogen Fujiwara Yoshiki happened to be there on the day the imperial palace caught fire.

From the beginning to the end, the Wraith has only one goal.

Therefore, the burning sea of ​​fire is illusory, the choking smoke does not exist, and although the innocent people involved are terrified, no one is really hurt.

Even after becoming a wraith driven by anger, Danji still retains a part of her gentleness and kindness in her soul.

——The night the mansion caught fire, Fujiwara Yoshiki did not die on the spot.

It was not too early or too late when Ma Cang Ye Wang intervened, and he didn't know what he had said to Dan Ji's wraith. The soaring flames gradually subsided, and she seemed to take a look in Mi Ji's direction at last. Close your eyes, slowly dissipate into ashes and die.

Afterwards, Asakura Ye Wangyun told her lightly: "Letting Fujiwara Laiqing die as a victim is too cheap for him."

Fujiwara Laiqing survived, but after waking up, she became mad. When she was pinned on the bed by Ma Nu to recuperate, she heard that many evil deeds he had committed in the past had been exposed, and the Fujiwara family removed him. Not long after , the mentally disturbed Fujiwara Yoriki fell into the Kamogawa River. It is said that until his death, he kept chanting "so hot" and "so hot" repeatedly.

But all that has nothing to do with her now.

She sat obediently on the bed, watching Ma Nu angrily apply plaster on her.

"I'm fine." She tried to move her fingers, and the always gentle Ma Nu not only gave her a look, but also seemed to cast a reproachful glance at Ma Cangye Wang who was sitting beside the cat.

"It's my fault." King Ma Cang Ye admitted with a smile.

Her burns this time were much more serious than the one in the palace. It was a miracle that she didn't burn off a layer of skin. Although King Ma Cang Ye gave her simple treatment, the burns on her hands did not heal so easily.

She stayed in the house every day recently, drinking the lightest porridge and eating the lightest vegetables every day, and the entertainment in the Heian era was so rare, she tried to play a few dishes of Shuanglu with King Ma Cangye, every time Every time she loses, she throws up her helmet and armor, and the other party doesn't know how to release the water. After playing a few games, she gave up, and the whole person is moldy at present.

After applying the plaster, she moved her hands slowly, from fingers to wrists and finally to elbows and shoulders.

"That... Ma Nu." She called out cautiously, "I think I'm already almost fine."

Ma Nu's eyes moved over, she stared at her, and a very short and crisp syllable came out of her mouth: "Really?"

She hangs her head.

"The full moon will be here soon." King Ma Cang Ye suddenly spoke softly, and there was no abnormality in either his expression or his voice.

One sentence made Ma Nu's movements stop.

Gu Zong nestled in Ye Wang's arms, his tail curled slowly. It raised its eyelids, as if it looked at her, then at Ye Wang, and then narrowed its eyes again.

"Let me see."

Ma Cang Ye Wang's palm was warm and dry, he lowered his eyes slightly, and gently held her wrist.

Obviously his actions were not rude at all, a strange temperature came from the place where the two skins touched, it was numb, as if a feather was gently scratching the tip of her heart, she worked very hard to relax her shoulders, which made herself look less so stiff.

King Ma Cang Ye held her hand and examined it for a while.

"You can go out almost tomorrow."

Her eyes lit up: "Really?"

He chuckled lightly: "Even if Ma Nu wants you to continue recuperating, you probably won't agree."

"Go." Ma Cang Ye Wang said warmly, "I can give you another ride."

The day after tomorrow is the full moon.But before that, she still has one very important thing waiting for her to complete.

Before going out, she took out the backpack she brought from Hyundai, poured out all the sundries inside and put them on the table, she picked out the things she needed, and carefully put them into the cuffs of the hunting clothes.

In a mansion that was neither grand nor luxurious, she met Miki who was staying with her aunt.

There are koi carps in the pond in the courtyard, and those colorful fish are swimming slowly around the fishing hall. The air in late spring infiltrates the warmth of early summer. Beside him, the look in his eyes is full of love.

She breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

I heard that Miki still doesn't like to talk very much, but she is not as repulsive to the people around her as before. Maybe it will take a lot of time for Miki to fully open her heart, but everything is slowly moving in a hopeful direction. better.

Hearing her footsteps, the little girl with the red string turned her head.

The child who called out to her mother in the burning sea of ​​fire seemed to be just an illusion she saw at that time. Mi Ji An looked at her quietly, neither making a sound nor speaking, but calmly watching the child she handed over to her mother. things in front of you.

It was an unfamiliar rectangular block, wrapped in strange paper, and a small hole was torn out of the paper, revealing a dark maroon hard block inside.

When she traveled from modern times, there were not many snacks in her backpack, including two bars of chocolate.

This is where she heard it, and she is not sure if there is any scientific evidence. Chocolate contains a substance called meth, which is said to make people feel happy.

"Try it," she said with a smile.

Miki hesitated for a while, when she thought that the other party would refuse the gift, the little girl slowly reached out her hand, like a cautious cat, and took the chocolate from her hand.

She froze for a moment, Miki raised her head, and said softly:

"Thank you."

When she returned to the street outside, she was still in a daze.

King Ma Cang Ye waited beside the ox cart and asked her gently, "How is it?"

This is a lively street, with pedestrians coming and going, not far away you can see the five-storied pagoda of Toji Temple, the chiming bell echoes slowly, the bullock cart creaks and rolls over the gravel, and a few streets away, someone is thumping Repair the house.

All kinds of voices poured into my ears. Although it couldn't compare with the hustle and bustle of a modern big city, it had a simple and lively atmosphere of life.

"...Very good." She regained her senses and repeated, "Better than I imagined."

"So, do you want to go back now?"

She raised her head, Ma Cang Ye Wang looked at her patiently, the big onmyoji in hunting clothes stood with her on the street with people coming and going, today is a sunny day, the sky above Heianjing is as blue as washing, and the breeze is blowing slowly across the cheeks, faintly carrying the warmth of the sun.

"...This," she turned her face away, and passed the thing in her hand to King Ma Cang Ye, "Here you are."

She is penniless in this era, her living is someone else's, her food is someone else's, and even the hunting clothes she wears are provided by others kindly.

But only thanks to this "other", she hopes, comes from something she owns.

You can't... Borrow flowers to offer Buddha, right?

"what is this?"

"Chocolate." She stared at the five-storied pagoda in the distance and let her eyes fall there. "This is a kind of dessert in my hometown."

"Why did you give me such a valuable thing?"

One of the only two 〇fu chocolates in the Heian period, isn't it precious?

After a pause, she turned her head: "This is a thank you gift for you."

On the day the palace caught fire, the wraith who caused the fire escaped.

Looking back now, with the strength of the Great Onmyoji Master Ma Cang Ye Wang, how could it be possible that he could not even catch mere resentful spirits? It was clear that he deliberately released the water, and the water was not ordinary.

What happened to that weird fire, he probably already knew about it.

Although there is no way of knowing how the other party understood the ins and outs of the matter, the most important thing is that that day, he let go of Dan Ji who wanted to protect his daughter and avenge Fujiwara Yoriki.

She said softly, "Thank you."

Ma Cangye Wang took the chocolate in her hand, and easily tore open the package.

Then—with a click, the chocolate broke in two.

He handed the half of the chocolate to her.

"?"

King Ma Cang Ye smiled and said, "Just think of me as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

The wind blew across the street, the shadows of the trees swayed and rustled softly.

...It's so strange, it's obviously the same piece of chocolate.

She had eaten it so many times before, so why didn't she realize that this flavor of chocolate contained so much sugar.

The streets of Heian-kyo are criss-crossed, and the way back is actually not far away, and it is not necessary to take a bullock cart.

"……Is it tasty?"

"Ah, sweeter than anything I've ever eaten."

……

The day of the full moon is fast approaching.

Same as last time, King Ma Cang Ye brought her into the palace, and the two got off the car near Suzaku Gate, but this time she no longer needed the blank paper to lead the way.

The gravel ground creaked slightly, and the morning mist covering the palace hadn't dissipated. The two walked together for a while, and she couldn't remember who stopped first.

"Good luck." He said the same thing last time.

Saying goodbye too many times will lose its importance, she nodded and walked forward for a certain distance.In the distant sky, the golden morning sun loomed behind the mountains, and her breath fell into the air. This time, it did not condense into white mist. Suddenly, she turned her head without warning, and found the figure in hunting clothes still standing there, watching her gradually go away. .

It seems that she shouldn't look back, because at that moment her heart was stabbed suddenly, she almost immediately looked away, as if someone was chasing after her, she walked forward quickly, and soon the figure behind her disappeared into the palace the corner.

She ran up and came to the familiar room of Yale Liao.

When she put her hand on the door, she seemed to hesitate for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Then, she opened the door.

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be...of course it is impossible.

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