[Shaman King] He has a cat

Children in the park are playing on a swing.

Creak—creak—the swing swayed high amidst the laughter of the children, and then fell steadily back into the hands of the elders in the evening wind.

The sound of swinging was up and down, and the sky was full of fire clouds. The children who built castles in the sandpit stared at one direction for a long time, stood up, pointed to the empty bench and said:

"cat."

But no one will take a child's words seriously.

"It's time to go home." The parent next to him bent down and slapped the sand off the child's clothes.

"It's a human-like cat."

"Okay, got it, let's go home first, and see the cat tomorrow, okay?"

"..."

The swing slowly stopped swaying, and the afterglow of the sun stretched the shadow of the world very long. After the children's laughter left, there was only the warm and lonely sunset in the park, cuddling with the long shadow.

The boy wearing orange headphones stopped beside the empty bench.

"Aren't you going back?"

Sitting on the bench, Maoyou watched the sunset in the sky without looking back.

"I may not understand too complicated feelings." Ma Cangye put his trouser pockets, and looked at Huoshaoyun in the distance with Gu Zong, "But as long as you still want to see each other in your heart, there will be a way. When the boat reaches the bridge, it will be natural." Straight."

"..."

"Even after living for 1000 years, cats still don't like to go home."

"To be precise, it's Maoyou."

Gu Zong's voice was very calm.

"Didn't Master Ye go to the shopping park by the sea today?"

"Ah, what did you say about that? You've already returned." Asakura leaf turned his head, "How should I put it, it should be said that the atmosphere has changed..."

"And then we all came back," he said with a smile.

The sky changes gradually, the sunset glow turns from burning red to light salmon powder, and the rustling evening wind blows through the woods around the park, rustling the leaves, making a soft sound like falling rain.

Gu Zong looked at the disappearing sunset and slowly narrowed his eyes.

"...It's not that I don't like going home, it's that I can't."

The cat with two tails has been sitting on the bench.

"Xiaosheng has no face to face that adult."

The setting sun gradually blurred into flickering candlelight in the field of vision. The year in my memory was 999 AD. The Rahu star returned to the earth after 500 years, and the prelude to the war of psychics began again.

Heian-kyo is devastated everywhere. The long street that was destroyed by fire two years ago has not been rebuilt. After nightfall, ghosts and ghosts run amok everywhere. The closed-door Heian-kyo looks like an empty city.

The cat spirit returned to Sakyo Sanjo's mansion, a faint fire was lit in the dark corridor.When the night wind blows, the bronze lamp flickers and flickers, and the ghosts in the mansion chase and laugh, and disappear in the edge of vision.

In the empty mansion, silence echoed in the darkness.There are a large number of ghosts living in the unlit rooms. The ghosts born from the darkness of the human heart have now replaced the original shikigami in this mansion, and are at the mercy of their masters.

In the study room, many little ghosts are busy. They are holding candlesticks or scrolls, squeaking and surrounding the big onmyoji who is flipping through ancient books.

The scarlet incantations were separated from the paper, and the automatically opened scroll spread all the way to the door. In the shadow of the courtyard, densely packed ghost shadows rustled and moved books from the top of the bookshelf.

The little ghost holding the candlestick was tripped by his companion, the great Onmyoji stopped his movements, and the spell floating in the air suddenly froze.

"It's noisy."

The dim candlelight was not enough to illuminate the darkness, and the shadows flowed on the ground like thick ink, and the little ghosts left the Onmyoji's side silently, obediently retreating into the corner of the shadows.

Noticing the movement by the door, King Ma Cang Ye slowly turned his head.

"...You're back, stock master."

The Great Onmyoji raised his hand and said softly, "Come here."

The cat spirit snuggled into the arms of its owner.The candle flames flickered on and off, casting dark shadows on the walls and the ground, and the vermilion forbidden curse was floating on the paper, as if it was alive, and would come out of the paper at any time.

"Gods exist."

In that year, King Ma Cang Ye, the Great Onmyoji, learned of the existence of the war of psychics.He stroked the cat spirit in his arms, and the scrolls scattered around were densely filled with bright red forbidden spells.

"Every 500 years, the gods will be selected among capable people. As long as you become a god, you can overthrow the existing world."

The soul does not feel cold, the cat spirit has long lost its perception of heat and cold, and will no longer feel hungry or pain.

It couldn't help but circle itself a little tighter, but no matter how tight it was, it still couldn't feel the slightest warmth in its master's arms.

King Ma Cang Ye touched its head and said with a smile:

"I will be a god."

In order to become a god, the owner of the cat spirit brutally killed many people.

——"Stock Master, why are you so human?"

Because cats can't understand why human hearts are swallowed by darkness.

The cat couldn't understand why people with spiritual vision would eventually be assimilated into ghosts.

To save the once gentle master, one must first understand his pain.

Therefore, in order to understand human suffering, and to understand the reason why the beloved master fell into a ghost, it took a long time for the cat to become a human.

It took a long time to learn human language, learn to walk and speak like a human, and even its thinking has become infinitely closer to human.

It ends up being too human and missing what really matters.

It left Ma Cang's house, and spent the remaining 500 years traveling, looking for answers, learning from its master more than 1000 years ago, and reading many books.

But the answers are not in the book in the end.

The candlelight in the memories loses focus and gradually blurs into the sunset that remains in the sky more than 1000 years later.

"Master Ye." The cat sitting on the bench said again, "Xiaosheng has something to tell you."

……

On August 2021, 8, in southern California, USA, in an abandoned building, a brown-skinned man quietly walked through the ruins, pulling off his hooded hood in the shadow of the edge of the moonlight.

"……What about the rest?"

The spider-like moonlight leaked from the cracked ceiling. It seemed that this place used to be a spacious hall. The load-bearing columns with exposed steel bars were several meters high, supporting the upper building like the skeleton of a giant.

"They will come." The Mexican guitarist plucked the guitar a few times, as if he was tuning the instrument in his hand, "Where are the others in your month group?"

"I don't know." Tabine frowned lightly, "I came to this strange era suddenly, and I haven't had time to get in touch with other people. My lord..."

"Do you remember our previous conversation?" The guitar hummed in his hand, and Peyoday changed the subject abruptly.

"..."

"At that time," he looked up, "you said that sometimes you couldn't figure out what that person was thinking."

"...Watch your words, Peyodai."

"No matter how we fail, even if we escape in front of the enemy, or lose to the opponent in the first knockout round, that adult will always welcome us back with a smile."

Payoday slowly looked away: "I asked you, 'Are you scared, Tabine?' How did you answer?"

"I didn't meet you to discuss..."

"You say, 'I even sometimes feel like he has no feelings.'"

The sound of strumming the guitar sounded again, carelessly, again and again, echoing in the moonlit ruins.

"But, I understand now, Tabine." Peyodai laughed, "That lord has feelings, he has feelings—"

"He just doesn't care about us guys."

The strings snapped, and the tone of the guitar suddenly changed. It seemed that he didn't expect that his companions who had been together day and night would suddenly rebel. The moment he was pierced by a huge bone knife, the man's face looked extremely shocked.

The huge super spirit body in the shape of a skull pulled out a bone knife, and Peyodai laughed loudly while hugging the guitar.

This was the scene that the others saw when they arrived. Tabine was lying in a pool of blood, and Payoday stood beside him, laughing as if tears were about to flow.

"……what have you done?!"

Peyodei turned his head sideways, as if he had just realized who was coming, his emptiness glanced over the crowd present, and his smile was unhurried.

"You are all here."

Payoday stood up a little more with his guitar in his arms.

"Don't make such a fuss." He leaned against the wall behind and stared at the moonlight on the reinforced concrete ruins. "If it wasn't for meeting a good man, Tabine would have been buried in the wars in the Middle East. I just restored his original structure." It's just fate."

"...What nonsense are you talking about, you bastard! Are you trying to betray my lord?!"

"How could that be?" Peyodai laughed and said, "That adult was once my god, why would I want to betray him."

He played a guitar with broken strings in his hand.

"Gana."

Pei Yuedai called out the name of the blue-haired Yujie without warning.

"Before meeting Mr. Hao, your family was destroyed, and you only thought about revenge."

"Magiluta and Mario." These were the names of the orange-haired witch and the gothic girl.

"Because of the blood of a witch, you have been persecuted many times by people who claim to be righteous."

"Brocken."

Peyodai's smile became weird.

"You were imprisoned by your family because of growth retardation, and your limbs were burned off by that adult the first time you met, but you gained new strength because of this, and finally escaped the long-term confinement."

He continued to play the guitar, and the sound of the guitar became more and more urgent, and the remaining strings snapped one after another.

"As for me, of course I am the same as you. Before I met that lord, my life was chaotic and dark. It was that lord who brought us light and guided us to the future direction."

Peyodai shook his head while laughing, trembling from laughing.

"Did you ever feel that only that lord understands what I'm thinking? Only that lord understands my pain. It's a good lord who gave me hope to survive in this rotten world. That lord is my god. , I can do anything for him, even if I don’t hesitate to do anything?"

With a snap, the last string snapped.

"He may indeed be a god." Peyodai fell silent.

Holding the guitar in his hand, he said with a smile: "But in the eyes of that adult, we are nothing."

He laughed: "We are nothing!"

"... I've had enough! I'm going to kill you!!"

Someone shouted, and the murderous holding spirit jumped out. The huge skull swung the bone knife again, and Peyodai stood in place, watching his extremely angry companion:

"That adult has the ability to read people's hearts."

The still time closed, and the sharp bone knife suddenly swung down without any hindrance.

Hot blood spattered out, and the rest of the people seemed to have forgotten to react for a moment, their faces pale and frozen in place.

"...a lie." A murmur-like voice sounded.

"you are lying……!!"

— "No, he didn't lie."

The scorching hot fire ignited in an instant, the ruins fell into the flames, the temperature of the air rose sharply, the back of the huge fire demon was attached to the reinforced concrete ceiling, and Ma Canghao's figure appeared from behind the fire spirit.

He said with a smile, "I do have the ability to read minds."

Not expecting him to appear, everyone froze.

The boy in the cloak leisurely found a place high in the ruins and sat down.

"If you have anything else to say, can you hurry up?"

Burning flames surrounded the ruins, he held his chin, bent his eyes, and added: "I'm not in a good mood today."

The person who was still alive opened his mouth, but no full voice came out of his throat.

"...OK... my lord?"

"If you don't have anything to say, then start recycling." Ma Cang said with a smile, "As the retainers I cultivated, it's not too much for you to dedicate your souls to Huo Ling as nourishment?"

The huge fire demon bent its body, and the terrifying sea of ​​flames continued to rise, almost completely obscuring the field of vision.

The reinforced concrete building seems to have started to melt in the high temperature, the melted building dripped down towards the ground, the ceiling seems to have become lower, and it is also possible that the humans on the ground have become insignificant against the backdrop of the fire spirit.

Someone took a step back, but behind him was either a sea of ​​flames or a wall.

As if he didn't see those terrified reactions, Asakura lowered his eyes slightly, and the amber eyes reflected the burning fire.

"After all, without me, you would not have survived to this day."

Huo Ling opened his mouth, and the seam of the glued mouth was pulled open to the maximum, revealing the hot abyss in his throat, and he was about to swallow his life.

--"enough."

The snow-white knife light split a corner of the sea of ​​flames, and the moonlight briefly fell again. The young man holding the Budu Soul Sword stood in front of the ruins, looking up at the figure above.

"Stop it, okay."

There was no smile on Ma Cangye's face, and he even looked a little sad.

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