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The black-haired young man walked forward step by step, the sun was shining brightly all over his body, but it didn't look dazzling.

Xia Youjie only felt warm, and even the kitten lying on his head yawned softly.

"Long time no see, it's rare to see you come to the world."

Asakang Hao said to the young man standing in front of him, he reached out his hand to touch the other's head like he did 500 years ago, and suddenly remembered that the apprentice in front of him was no longer the little boy back then, but the martial god in Gao Tianyuan.

He was about to withdraw his hand, but Ji Guoyuan lowered his head naturally, just so that the teacher standing on the steps could touch the soft black hair.

The smile in Ma Canghao's eyes deepened, and after rubbing the curly hair, he sat down on the steps casually, surrounded by a circle of cats struggling to climb up on him, gently pressing his paws on his clothes hanging on the ground. horn.

There was really no place, so a few three-colored cats tentatively explored in the direction of Ji Guoyuanyi. After realizing that it was as comfortable as basking in the sun, they unceremoniously pawed at his lap and refused to leave.

Xia Youjie's eyelids twitched when he saw it, and it was true, just like what he saw last night, there were small animals stopping by Mr. Yuanyi's wherever he went. It was on Mr. Yuanyi's shoulder, and he didn't come down because he was worried about the many cats below.

"Meow~" Jie!What are you in a daze for!

After turning into a kitten, his clingy best friend slid down from his head in a long strip, wrapping around his neck and howling in dissatisfaction.

Xia Youjie sighed: "Wu, don't make trouble."

Surrounded by so many little guys, the black-haired young man stared blankly for a while, then bent down to pick up a few kittens, and imitated the teacher's posture and sat opposite.

"I want to be responsible for Wu Mi." Sun God Son said seriously.

Ma Cang couldn't help laughing: "If I didn't know you well and knew that you were responsible for sending him to hell, I would have misunderstood you."

Shenzi, who had not been down from Gao Tianyuan for a long time, was stunned, and he tilted his head to look at the teacher who was still a boy, with some doubts in his clear eyes.

He said: "What did the teacher misunderstand?"

Ma Canghao shook his head, and said: "You should speak completely in the future."

He couldn't speak at all, his mouth was like a zipper, and finally he was able to spit out a few words, but he didn't speak clearly, how easy it was for people to misunderstand.

At that time, the child's cultural skills were not very good. He only taught him some characters to let him master Yin Yang, and I don't know if he asked his senior sister to make up the cultural lessons.

It is estimated that it has not been repaired. If it is repaired and it is still the same as it is now, then it is hopeless.

They answered back and forth, and Xia Youjie, who was squatting next to him, understood that Mr. Yuanyi was a disciple of Brother Hao.

No wonder cats are so popular.

He thought of this as a matter of course, but the kitten hanging around his neck started to fuss.

"Meow meow meow meow!" Jay!Find a way quickly!Otherwise, our status will be taken away by other cats!

Xia Youjie saw that a big white cat had already climbed up Ma Canghao's knees in their chatting room, which was originally Wu's position.

The little fox, who is less than six years old now, thinks that his best friend is actually younger than him.

With a "bang", there was no boy with flaxen-colored kimono with a ball head, only a black and shiny little fox with sparkling dark purple eyes.

The little fox dragged the kitten, and nimbly leaped into the arms of the boy in red. The kitten slid down and glared at the big white cat who dared to take his place. A comfortable posture, sticking together with the little fox.

In this war between small animals, the cat and fox team achieved a big victory.

When the little boys showed their special abilities, Ma Cang was not annoyed at all, just looked down at them with a slight smile on his face.

"Good brother, when did Mr. Yuanyi become your disciple?"

The little fox sat down and raised his head to ask.

For a half-demon who has been able to control the transformation, it is not difficult to speak out, so Xia Youjie doesn't have to open his mouth to meow like his best friend.

"Xiao Xia is curious?" Ma Canghao nodded his nose and said, "That happened many years ago."

"Hey, isn't my good brother only about ten years older than me and Wu?" In order to know when good brother's birthday is, they specially donated their own tails to Longya.

The little fox's pointed ears trembled, he and Maomao exchanged glances, and reached a tacit agreement - if Brother Long Ya deliberately lied to them, they would ignore him next time they meet!

"Haha." Asakang laughed loudly, and said, "That's the age of this life, and Yuanyi and I met 500 years ago, when he was still a kid who didn't understand anything."

Although silent, the god of the day who looked at the young teacher with soft eyes all the time smiled lightly, with a little nostalgia.

"If it wasn't for my teacher and senior sister, I wouldn't be standing here," he said.

Ma Cang said kindly: "Although I accept your name as 'teacher', I don't think it has such a big influence."

"He is the son of god in the world, so why underestimate yourself."

Ji Guoyuanyi was the most talented psychic of that era. In terms of talent alone, even his senior sister Kikyo couldn't match it.

No matter which path he takes in the future, he can reach the peak state.

Ji Guoyuan said: "No, without a teacher, at least I can't reconcile with my elder brother."

If there was no teacher, he wouldn't know the senior sister, and he wouldn't have saved his elder brother when he returned to Ji country when he was traveling with his senior sister, and he didn't know how to remove the mark of the ghost king on his elder brother.

"When did you reconcile with your brother?"

Ma Canghao was really helpless, he was no longer in the island country at that time, and was even sent back to hell before the final of the Shaman King contest.

This kid is still as dead-brained as ever.

Xia Youjie listened to the conversation of the two adults above his head, and said in a daze: "500 years ago, Wu, my good brother is so powerful."

He lived to be 500 years old!

The soft white snow balls rolled, and slowly pulled out the tail from the long hair of Ma Cang, lazily "meowing".

'Jie is so stupid, I already knew it, my good brother was the most powerful onmyoji 1000 years ago! '

He heard those rotten oranges secretly discussing, hehe, there were also those who spoke ill of his good brother in front of him, and he drove them away immediately.

How about good brother, can he know those rotten oranges?

Xia Youhu nodded earnestly, he didn't know about this, Wu Ke is really amazing.

Suddenly a warm feeling came from the top of the head, and the cats, cats and foxes who were whispering together looked up and saw a face with a gentle smile.

"You want to know about me so much?"

Said the young god.

Xia Youjie said: "I want to be closer to my good brother."

His voice is immature like a child's, and his eyes are clear and clear, with unconscious admiration.

The little fox stayed by his side for a year. How should I put it, he also lost his consciousness of being a human being for half a year. On the contrary, he let go of his vigilance and approached him faster than the five cats.

Probably because Xiao Wu was raised as an heir after all, and his subconscious mind is actually more rational than Xiao Xia.

Although there is not much difference, they are quickly mixed together and posted.

"Does Xiao Wu also want to?" Ma Canghao asked.

The kitten who was questioned put its paws in front of its body and let out a cheerful "meow".

'I want to hear I want to hear! '

"In this case, let me chat with you a few words." Ma Cang said with a good smile, "The sun is just right, and Yuanyi is here, so why not talk about the life 500 years ago."

"real?!"

Surprise flashed across the little fox's dark purple eyes, he never expected to have such benefits.

"Actually, it's been a long time, and I'll make up for any missing links." Ma Canghao said.

"I remember, teacher." The black-haired god nodded and sat upright.

Ma Cang helped his forehead: "It doesn't have to be so formal."

It's just that today's weather is really good, and he recently saw one or two of his old friends again, causing ripples in his long river of memories.

Some shimmering waves of the past were slowly pushed to the shore.

"At that time, I just got the Fire Spirit."

The past 500 years ago opened half of the curtain from this sentence.

In that life, he was still called King Ma Cang Ye.

At that time, he was reincarnated into the Pachi tribe, concealed his identity and devoted himself to cultivating until he was 11 years old. During a sacrifice, he subdued the most powerful fire spirit among the five elves.

The old priest of the Paqi tribe naturally couldn't believe it, even if it was his own tribe, it was impossible for him to be recognized by the elves who were in charge of the "fire" element in nature at the mere ten-year-old.

King Ma Cang Ye didn't bother to explain to her the difference between accepting and approving. Since his whereabouts were leaked, he simply drove the Huoling across the ocean and returned to his hometown, the world where he had been away for 500 years.

At that time, the island country was in the Warring States period, and there were disputes everywhere, large and small wars continued, and there were demons and ghosts rampant among them. It can be said that it was another era of coexistence of humans and ghosts.

In the 500 years since Heian-kyo, the human beings on the island have not changed much, and they are still so hopeless.

King Ma Cang Ye stood at the end of the road when he came, staring indifferently at the warriors fighting together in front of him.

The sound of swords and swords kept ringing in his ears, and he only felt it was noisy.

He first went to the West Country, it was rare to come to the world, why not go see an old friend.

King Ma Cang Ye's reputation among his fellow clansmen was so black that it turned out that there were more friends of other races than his fellow clansmen.

He thought about visiting the nearest one, and suddenly he seemed to hear someone say that the dog had a cub, and he hadn't seen it yet.

Ma Cangye Wang thought he hadn't seen him for many years, but at least he could open a jar of sealed wine to celebrate, and he wouldn't get drunk—anyway, Seimei and Taitaro were away and no one could control how much wine he drank.

It's just that when he stepped into the land of the Western Kingdom under the moonlight, what he got was the news that his old friend had been in the underworld for a hundred years.

500 years is actually a long time, long enough to annihilate the powerful big monster back then.

Wang Yin of the Western Kingdom, whose hair is like moonlight, offered him a glass of wine on behalf of his old friend, recalling the past.

The wine cups were scattered on the white jade table, and the core of the food was exhausted. Ma Cang Ye Wang bid farewell to King Xi, and rode the spirit of fire straight down to the clouds.

He still hates humans, but he still goes to the world.

"Ah, didn't my good brother miss you with your friends?"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie felt extremely sour in his heart.

When Ma Canghao said this, his tone was light, but the more he said this, the more sad he felt for the other party.

If he and Wu hadn't seen each other for many years and missed the last time, he would be very sad too.

It was also rare for Gojo Satoru to calm down. He grabbed Ma Canghao's sleeve and pressed it against him, rubbing his wrist lightly.

Looking at the two little guys who were a little depressed, Ma Cang raised his eyebrows: "What are you two thinking, it's not true that you have never seen each other again."

Xia Youhu: "Huh?"

Five Cats: "Meow?"

Ma Canghao frowned, and said: "Well, in fact, we could have met earlier. After he died, he settled down in Huangquan, and I practiced in hell."

Few people know that Ma Cang Ye Wang and Dou Ya Wang of the Western Kingdom are drinking friends, and the ghost lamp will not disturb him if there is no major event, so he did not know that Dou Ya Wang came down before his reincarnation.

When he learned the news, he had already returned to the world.

So, when he returned to hell in the second week, the group who came to visit, laugh at, and look at him mixed up with a dog.

Ha ha.

"Is it still possible?"

Xia Youhu's ears twitched, feeling as if a door to a new world had been opened to him.

Isn't death the end of everything?

Ma Canghao lowered his eyes and smiled: "No, death is a new beginning."

"But don't learn from me."

Seeing that the little cat and the little fox seemed to have some bad signs, Ma Canghao said mercilessly: "The boundary between the other world and the present world is not something you can easily cross now, and death is death, and there is no need to start over again." Opportunity."

Life and death are just a passing thought for him, but not for these two little guys who have not yet left the world.

"Of course, if you want to die, you can also try 360 for 007 five days a year."

Xia Youhu, who was actually just a little curious and had no plans, was at a loss: "Why do you have to work even after you die?"

"Because hell is short of manpower every year."

Ji Guoyuan, who played quietly with the cat, answered in a second.

Ma Canghao smiled lowly and said: "It's getting too far, let me tell you about the back."

"A story about...the witch and the son of God."