[Comprehensive] Dimensional Tea Party

"Little one, what's your expression? Are you unhappy to see your brother back?"

Echizen Longya watched his younger brother's expression change from implied anticipation to instant indifference, and his tone was rather resentful.

"Oh, welcome back."

Echizen Ryomabashi read a sentence, changed his shoes and walked into the room, then walked past him and entered his room as if he hadn't seen the big lump of Ryuya on the floor.

"Hey little one? Little one?!"

Seeing Baby Brother ignoring him and closing the door, Echizen Longya hurriedly got up, rolled to the door of his room and knocked desperately.

"Little one, how can you do this, your big brother and I came back to see you after a narrow escape, little one?"

"It's fine if you don't call him brother, how can you ignore your brother?"

"Little one? Little one?"

"Little one, you open the door, little one——"

Echizen Longya howled several times, thinking in his heart that it was time for the little one to get up and open the door as usual, so he raised his head and prepared to shout louder.

"Shh-"

Echizen Ryoma opened the door with a sullen face, dragged the candy-like big brother into the room, and then closed the door behind his back.

Echizen Nanako came out suspiciously at this time, hey, did you hear Longya howling just now?

"Did Ryoma enter the house?" Rinko Echizen laughed behind her, "The relationship between the two brothers is still as good as ever."

Echizen Minamijiro was lying under the eaves, propping his head up to read his own magazine, even the howling of the little ghost coming back to Echizen Ryuya didn't interrupt his interest in reading.

When the three little ghosts were around, he was used to this kind of drama every day, and he had practiced the ability to keep his ears shut and only read sage books.

The premise is that what he read is really a sage book.

Echizen Ryoma in the room wrinkled his small face, the disgust in his eyes clearly showing.

"Tell me, why are you willing to come back?"

Echizen Longya shook the hand that was dragged in by her baby brother, and blinked her cat eyes that were almost exactly the same as the other's.

"Brother misses you~" He said with a smile, "Little boy, I didn't lie about your brother, I really came back after a narrow escape."

Echizen Ryoma was startled, the elder brother sitting on the ground still had a playful smile on his face, but he had a faint feeling that what he said was true.

"you……"

"Hey, I'm just kidding you!"

Echizen Longya got up, hugged her baby brother, hugged him and rubbed him fiercely: "I haven't seen the little one grow taller for a few years, but he's still small~"

Echizen Ryoma: "..."

Echizen Ryoma grabbed the opponent's wrist expressionlessly, and bit down.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts—" Echizen Longya let go of him in an instant, pulled out his wrist and hugged the jumping foot and shouted in pain, "You little one, who wouldn't want to imitate your second brother, that idiot who bites people?!"

"You met your brother."

Echizen Ryoma wrinkled his nose, just now he seemed to smell Echizen's good spiritual power on the other party, Long Ya must have seen it before he came back.

Echizen Ryuya rubbed his wrist, and finally stopped playing tricks.

"Hey, obviously you have already sealed your spiritual power and inspiration, why are you still so sharp?"

The boy who was [-]% similar to Echizen Ryoma smiled: "I've seen it, he should be accepting the Shaman King's inheritance now."

"The Shaman King?"

Doubt flashed in Echizen Ryoma's eyes. Although he knew some of his brother's secrets because he could see ghosts and ghosts when he was young, his brother had sealed all his spiritual power early on for his own safety, and the information he could learn was very limited.

At least, it is far inferior to the elder brother who has been wandering outside for several years.

"Recently, the psychic world started a Shaman King competition, and I planned to participate in this competition before, but he ran all over the world a few years ago, and almost forgot about this competition. I met him in the North Pacific some time ago. , he was sent directly to the game."

Echizen Longya patted his younger brother's head reassuringly: "Don't worry, you know what that brat is capable of, don't you?"

Echizen Ryoma subconsciously nodded.

"Why did my brother meet you in the North Pacific Ocean?"

Echizen Ryuya: "..."

Echizen Ryuya: "The wanted criminals in the Kalian sea area have fled to the North Pacific Ocean. It's hard for her to leave Antarctica, so she can help solve it."

Karen?

Echizen Ryoma thought of the little mermaid he met with his good brother in Hawaii when he was a child, and was thoughtful.

For some reason, he always felt that Long Ya was fooling him.

Holy Land of Stars.

The boy in a red bathrobe with long wine red hair was sleeping peacefully on the high platform.

The young man's eyes were closed tightly, and his quiet eyebrows were extraordinarily beautiful under the light of the sky that came from nowhere.

Indra sat down with his back leaning against the high platform, holding a delicate knife, carefully carving Ruomu in his hand.

Watching the gorgeous patterns on the fan bone under his hand gradually take shape, Indra's movements slowly stopped.

He tilted his head back, and the back of his head just pressed on the back of Ma Canghao's hand.

Indra closed his eyes slightly, and the bright red eye makeup at the corners of his eyes trembled like a butterfly's wings with his movements, making his complexion gorgeous and clear.

After he sensed that something was wrong, he immediately followed the mark left earlier and moved to his side.

——It's not that only good people will imprint their marks on him to determine their position.

The two methods are different, and each power system has its own supernatural powers, but they are equally convenient to use.

It's just that this time he was out of shape, so the place he was pulled to seemed to be similar to the origin of the world. He was a little blocked when he came, but soon the world consciousness noticed something and stopped him no longer.

Then, Indra saw his boyfriend who had just established a relationship, crying in the arms of a beautiful and gentle woman.

Indra would not have misunderstood anything.

In fact, he was stupefied.

Having known each other for so many years, this is the second time he sees Ma Cang crying.

The first time Asakura Hao learned that he was not the biological child of the Echizen family, he hid alone under a certain cherry blossom tree in Chongyingtai and sobbed. At that time, only Indra was there in the entire Chongyingtai.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Indra cherished his hard-won friends very much when he was a child, and naturally he would not ignore them, so he bit the bullet and went up to comfort him with a childish voice.

Later, Ma Canghao listened to his advice and had a good talk with his family before recovering.

The Sakura Terrace that afternoon was a little secret between Asakura Hao and Indra, and it was precisely because of this incident that they gradually became closer than other friends.

It's just that since then, Indra has never seen Hao cry again.

"it is good?"

He stood silently by the side until the good crying faded away, and then he cautiously spoke out.

Ma Canghao raised his head, just as he was about to speak to his mother whom he had not seen for a thousand years, he heard the voice of the person he was kissing.

"Indra?"

Ma Canghao quickly got up from his mother's arms, and pulled him to her mother.

"I was about to call you here through your mark." The boy cried just now, his eye circles were red, and his obsidian eyes were washed extremely clear by tears.

"Mom, this is Indra, yes, the person I like!"

Ma Canghao's face turned red rarely, and his fair face was dazzled with bright colors.

When he downplayed Indra before, he wasn't as shy as he is now?

Ma Zhiye was taken aback, no matter how good-looking this person is, she can still tell that this is a boy?

Indra reacted instantly when he was talking in Ma Cang. This should be his mother thousands of years ago, and it must be the reason why Hao was obsessed with the Shaman King competition.

"That, that, hello, my name is Datongmu Indra, and Hao and I grew up together and have known each other for a long time. I, I like him very much! Please rest assured!"

Before he had time to think, a series of words that Indra's character would never say at all poured out. Under the gradually softening eyes of the other party, he still stammered a bit, and almost closed his eyes and said aloud the last sentence.

When the words fell to the ground, Indra realized what he had done, his face turned red all of a sudden, and the breath around him was like the snow mountain that had been cold for thousands of years finally began to melt.

Ma Canghao held Indra with one hand, and slapped his face with the other hand. He didn't know where to put his eyes, so he simply turned his face to cover them.

Even so, Ma Zhiye also saw her child's red ears, and her cheeks red as apples under her fingers.

In fact, she has been watching him, watching him circling in the dark world alone just to protect himself, watching him go from weak to strong, from strong to the peak, and from the clouds to dust.

How she wants to hug her lonely child, that is the baby she pets in the palm of her hand, how she hopes that he can live his life safely and happily.

But she can't.

Because of her death, the boy closed his heart; because of the uncontrollable vision, the boy lost his trust in the world.

The days in Master Qingming's yin and yang dormitory were perhaps the happiest time for the boy since her death.

And after leaving Lord Qingming, boy, boy...

Her child, just like that, was forced onto a road of no return.

For thousands of years, her child was blinded by hatred. No matter how loud she shouted, the boy could not hear her voice, nor could he see her existence.

Until this life.

Ma Zhiye looked at Indra carefully. This young man who came here was dressed in ice and jade, and his face was as beautiful as snow. Under her gaze, the blush that was about to dissipate spread again on his face like frost and snow.

"He's a good boy, and he's so handsome." Ma Zhiye looked at him with a smile on his head, but the child who pricked up his ears quietly, "Boy, you have a good eye."

"mom!"

Ma Canghao finally raised his head and pouted at his mother, but clasped Indra's hand even tighter.

Seeing the shyness of the two children, Ma Zhiye smiled slightly.

Forget it, what does it matter to boys, as long as boys like it.

It had been a long time since her son looked so happy.

Asanoba rubbed Asakura's head with a smile, then glanced aside and kept watching Asakura Indra.

At this moment, Ma Zhiye looked at Indra in the same way as he looked at Asang Hao.

At the moment when Asahiba appeared, Asakura grabbed her sleeve and told her the best experiences of these years, and Indra sat beside him to add.

When he heard that Ma Canghao had a pair of adoptive parents who treated him very well in this life, Ma Zhiye took advantage of Ma Cang's carelessness and secretly wiped away tears.

It's great that she can finally leave with peace of mind.

It was at this time that Ma Canghao realized that, in fact, the moment he regained his memory in this life, he could already see the mother he had been looking for for thousands of years.

It's just that he kept running to the outside world after that, and never had time to come back...

Ma Cang was so embarrassed, he made a serious note to the world consciousness.

This meeting after a thousand years finally ended with Ma Zhiye going to Huangquan.

If it weren't for worrying about her child, Ma Zhiye would have been reincarnated long ago.

The blond and gentle woman glanced at Indra. This silent, kind and soft child was really similar to a boy in some respects.

"Mr. Indra," she took the hands of Indra and Ma Canghao, and put them together: "The boy will be handed over to you."

"You must be well, so that mother can rest assured."

In the end, Asahiba looked at the two children and nodded, smiled and got into the carriage when they came, and passed away.

After that, it was Ma Canghao who began to accept the Shaman King's inheritance.

With the escort of world consciousness, Ma Cang's good inheritance will naturally not cause any trouble.

It's just that Indra sighed deeply when he watched his boyfriend who had not been chasing him for a long time leave him to sleep alone.

What else can I do, why not just stay by my side.

The world does not remember the year, when Indra used the materials in the sandalwood plaque to carve the fan bones, painted the fan surface, and blended the pure Yin force into it to make a very elegant folding fan. , a group of psychics arrived late outside the Holy Land of the Stars.

Oh, the face of the leader is really familiar.

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