[Comprehensive] Legend of the Son of God

The days at Ma Cang's house are very leisurely.

No one dared to question Ye Wang face to face, not even those old guys from Ma Cang's family who relied on their elders to sell their elders.So Ye Wang's other garden has never been crowded with people.In the shallow pond beside Xiaozhu, fish occasionally jump out of the water, and their golden scales reflect brilliant light in the sun.The miscellaneous arrangement of rockery faintly follows the law of five elements and eight trigrams, but it is very beautiful.

King Ye basically didn't go to see the emperor.When he mentioned it, he would just sneer and call him that man.Basically, there are a few yin and yang scrolls and a pot of tea, and he can sit for a whole day.

Yukimura has seen so many worlds, so he has a good understanding of Ye Wang's mood at the moment, and he can talk to Ye Wang together.More often, Yukimura holds the white fox Shunmao in his arms, and Ye Wang holds the cat Youguzong. The two sit under the eaves and talk about the past, irrelevant topics.

Kurama's demon power gradually recovered, and soon Yukimura couldn't hold him anymore.When Yukimura was kneeling on the mat, Kurama would lie on his knees, dozing lazily in the sun, his tail wagging and wagging. Sometimes Yukimura teased Kurama with dogtail grass, but Kurama stretched out Claws snapped off.

"Do you think I'm really an irrational beast?"

"No way, you look so cute." Yukimura said with a smile that was not afraid of death.

Ye Wang sneered slightly, and said, "Why don't you use a ball of thread to tease it? It must be very effective."

Kurama flashed his paws like a demonstration, but Yukimura rubbed his head.

"Ye Wang, what you said is feasible."

The wind chimes outside the bamboo window rang, and the sound of the gurgling spring reverberated in my ears.The occasional one-star or two-point laughter also brought some popularity to Xiaoyuan, who was lonely all the year round.

Floating life is slightly cool, and time turns.

Although these two people were left behind to explore his future, these two people from the future avoided talking about him a thousand years later, so he didn't know anything.

I don't know when, Ye Wang stopped trying to test the future.Sometimes when they played chess, drank tea, and talked about life, Yukimura would just listen there, and Kurama occasionally would interject a sentence or two coldly.

On the small table in front of Ye Wang were porcelain tea sets from the legendary Tang Dynasty. Tibetan horse, who always liked to get along with Ye Wang, looked at them critically and criticized Ye Wang's vision.Ye Wang would naturally go back with a touch of sarcasm, and Yukimura just stuffed a piece of ice cream each, blocking the rest of the two of them.

"I said, can you two not quarrel for a day?" Yukimura rubbed his forehead and said with a headache.But the Tibetan horse's already long tail dragged softly on the ground, but its head was raised.

"I don't know why Mr. Xiuyi is so hostile to me." Ye Wang picked up the tea and took a sip comfortably.But there was mockery in his eyes.

"Who is arguing with him?" Kurama said lazily, enjoying Yukimura Junmo's service.

Yukimura was angry and funny, but there was a touch of gentleness hidden in the iris purple eyes.

"Summer is coming. The weather has gotten hot recently." Yukimura looked at the grass growing half a person's height in the yard, and said with his chin on his hands, "The plants in this yard grow very fast."

"With enough spiritual power, they can naturally support their growth."

Yukimura got up suddenly, smoothed out the wrinkles of the dark blue kimono one by one, then picked up Kurama lying in his arms and walked to the yard.At this time, the moonlight is quiet, and the quiet night is like a black veil, which looks a little mysterious.

He turned his head and said to the indifferent Onmyoji under the moonlight: "King Ye, you have lived here for so long, have you ever seen the Milky Way?"

"Heavenly River, I do astrological divination at night, this is a necessary job." Ye Wang frowned, he hated counting fate, because every time the result was not what he thought.He predicted death, and his mother left him.He detected a severe drought for three years, and the people in the Kanto area were in dire straits, and evil thoughts suddenly arose.

Yukimura shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not referring to that kind of Milky Way." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and suddenly released spiritual power towards the grass.

Under the night, the uneven grass suddenly shook slightly twice.

A transparent light floated unsteadily from the grass.The shimmering green lights floated in the summer air, one, two, and then patches of fireflies, gradually streaming out of them.

Flowing fireflies sometimes disperse and sometimes gather.It seems that the stars from far away are gradually falling to the mortal world, and they are separated and gathered in front of them, shining brightly.

Liuying gradually floated in front of Yukimura, he seemed to be trapped in the vast Milky Way, surrounded by faint lights.The moonlight poured down on the ground like water, and also coated his iris-purple hair with a layer of silver.

"How is it, isn't it beautiful? A few days ago, I discovered that there were fireflies in the yard, but I didn't expect there to be so many now." Yukimura looked back at the bright stars with a lingering smile, and his smile was even stronger than that of the moon .

"Life is extremely brilliant and precious. You see, even a small life like Liuying can form a vast starry sky when lifted up. Although human beings are small, they can create incredible things."

"Whether it is the five elements or the way of yin and yang, I think it is inseparable from birth and death. Mutual generation and restraint, there is a beginning, and there is also a demise. This is a natural process. Even if we go against the sky and change our fate, we cannot force our lives to stay."

"Compared with madness and hatred, learning to feel the splendor and beauty of life can make people happier."

King Ma Cang Ye knelt under the eaves, watching this scene, but did not refute.There seemed to be some light in his dark eyes that could never print anything.

Indeed, he hadn't seen such a beautiful scene for many years.His eyes are full of brilliance, and the bright green fireflies float in the air, almost forming the Milky Way, but it is not as far away as it is, as if it is within reach.

What pure beauty.At that moment, he seemed to feel that all the murmurs in his ears disappeared, and those ugly inner voices were gradually replaced by an almost illusory beauty.

The wind chimes under the eaves are crisp and sweet, and the wind is blowing.

The days are as dull as running water.

The cynical Ye Wang finally found peace rarely seen in his life.Although he would still be disturbed by that nightmarish sound so that he could not sleep at night, but he no longer studied Yin Yang art all night in order to destroy the world.

There is no friendship that understands each other better than this.

When Ye Wang returned home, he would occasionally look forward to what kind of flowers the fox would grow in his yard today, and what kind of fancy snacks Yukimura would research.When he turned the corner, he would casually think that if he could bring his mother back, it would be nice to live a quiet life.

To destroy this cold world and build a world with only psychics, it doesn't matter if you suppress it first.

He thought about it for a while, then shook his head and vetoed it. After all, it was something he had planned for so long, and even if it was temporarily put on hold, he couldn't give up easily.

"When will your demon power recover?" Yukimura asked in a low voice, stroking Kurama's soft fur.

"That's just a few days ago." The fox's body can already surround Yukimura, and Kurama is lying on the tatami, with its tail hanging softly on one side.

And the days are approaching the winter solstice.It was snowing heavily in Heian-kyo, and crystal snowflakes fell one after another, covering the eaves and rockery.The eaves were also covered with a thin layer of snow, which gradually froze a pool of clear water and lowered the branches.The entire Heian capital seems to be coated with a layer of silvery white light.

As the days turned colder, Yukimura leaned on the enlarged Kurama's tail to keep warm.He wasn't particularly afraid of the cold, but the horse's fur was so comfortable, like a good blanket, he couldn't live without it.

"It is estimated that three months have passed since we returned to the present world."

"If the time calculation is accurate, we can go back four or five days after we left." Zang Ma moved his fox ears, but he didn't seem to want to move.

Seeing his laziness, Yukimura laughed out loud, he seemed to recall how the fox Kurama was afraid of the cold back then in the Snow Girl Village.Those long days are quietly recalled at this time, whether it is killing or warmth, love or hatred, it seems unimportant at this time.

Those are the memories they have entangled with each other in the long time, the warm light that no one else can set foot in.

Yukimura thought about the heartbeat and hope of the year, and the entangled fate, and suddenly felt that it was an extremely happy thing to be able to nest by this person's side to keep warm.

"Maybe I will bid farewell to King Ye soon, these days are very leisurely." Yukimura's eyes reflected the heavy snow, and the sky and the earth were pure white.He stretched out his hand to touch those snowflakes, but when the snowflakes fell on his palm, they were melted into water by body temperature.

"I hope so." Kurama added slowly. "That guy is very troublesome and very wary. Being friends with him is really tiring."

"You had a lot of fun arguing with him."

"... long-winded."

A man in white with a black crown and hair is walking in the corridor, his footsteps are soft and slow, he holds a bat fan in his left hand, and knocks on and off.

Yukimura was watching the snow in the corridor.Seeing the quiet and gentle smile of the young man in navy blue kimono, Wang Ye suddenly felt calmed down.Turning to look to the side, the demon fox who was already one person tall still warned him not to steal his things with his golden pupils.

"Today, the stocks talk about eating hot pot. There are fish slices and mountain delicacies."

"Just know how to eat?" Cangma couldn't help complaining at him.

"But eating hot pot together in winter is very lively. Our members used to like to do this."

"..." Zangma was powerless to say any more, and just patted his shoulder with his tail.

King Ma Cang Ye glanced at it, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be existences in human beings that fit his aesthetics.Although the behavior of eating hot pot does not conform to the status of an onmyoji at all.How could anyone give him the feeling of having a friend?Under the circumstances that he couldn't figure out the future, he neither killed them nor drove them out.

Maybe the snow is too big, the world is too cold, and he needs something to keep him warm.

That day, the three of them gathered around the hot pot, each relying on their own abilities, and elegantly scrambling for a pot of meat dishes.The boiling soup was gurgling, and they were all sweating profusely.

At that time, they didn't realize it, and they wouldn't know that the situation would change in a few days.This quiet time will never come back.

When King Ma Cangye later recalled this period of time, he always smiled.That was the time he often used to review his past in the cracks in the reincarnation of his thousand years of fate.

The author has something to say: This chapter is plain, but very sweet... (Hello)

Checked the results of the college entrance examination yesterday, and I was not in a good mood after that... But I still wanted to update, but I found that 123's romance is too hard, and I can't even enter the backstage... I can only ORZ

I have something to do this morning and afternoon, so I can only make up two updates at night, I don’t want to go into the small dark room =A=

The countdown to the end~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la