My Opinion in Gensokyo

Not only was the strong power of destiny in the long river of time broken up by Shang Yang, but even Qu Ling was also seeded. Although the jade of the four souls itself had already arrived in the future 500 years later, it still remained in the long river of time. In the movie, Qu Ling's evil thoughts, which strongly suppressed Cuizi's kind thoughts with the help of fate, were also cut off seven or eighty-eight by Shang Yang's sword.

Qu Ling's evil thoughts that still remained in the long river of time were smashed by Shangyang's Liangyi sword energy, and because of this, Cuizi, who was suppressed by Qu Ling's evil thoughts, had already arrived in the Jade of the Four Souls 500 years later. Shan Nian immediately seized the opportunity to force Qu Ling's evil thoughts back into the depths of the Jade of Four Souls. The lavender Jade of Four Souls, which was full of evil due to the help of fate and exposure to the pure evil spirit of Shangyang, also The soft aura of pale pink was reappeared.

More than 500 years later, in winter, a remote street in Tokyo, Higurashi Shrine.

The heavy snow in winter has been flying continuously for three days. The thick snow covered the entire urban area of ​​Tokyo, a modern city. Looking around, the entire Tokyo is covered with a vast expanse of white.

"Wow~!!!"

A loud cry resounded through Higurashi's house covered with thick snow.

Hearing the loud cry, a young mother with a soft smile on her face hurried into the bedroom, and seeing the baby crying loudly in the cradle, the mother in the apron couldn't help showing a trace of tenderness. With a smile, he walked to the cradle, stretched out his hands, and carefully lifted the child out of the cradle, while gently rocking, he asked gently.

"What's the matter~? Kagome? Are you unhappy? Okay~ Be good~ Don't cry, it's not good to cry all the time."

Maybe it was the mother's gentle smile that infected the baby. The baby who was crying just now also stopped crying, showing a happy smile in the mother's arms, babbling and shaking her young hands, trying to grab her mother's face .

Seeing the baby's performance, the smile on the young mother's face couldn't help becoming more gentle. She carefully put the baby back in the cradle, shook the cradle lightly, and exhorted gently.

"Kagome, mom is going to make lunch now, remember not to cry anymore, mom knows, Kagome is a strong and brave child"

As if he understood his mother's words, the smile on the child's face became more and more happy, and he waved his short arms vigorously.

Looking at her child, the mother smiled softly again, slowly turned and left the bedroom.

After the mother left, she seemed to feel tired, and the child who seemed energetic at first seemed to be tired too. She put down her waving little hands, and quietly closed her eyes.

And it was at this moment that in this bedroom where only the baby was present, a black and white airflow rose from the wooden floor on the ground, and the black and white air entangled with each other, gradually condensing a cloud in the air. Some ethereal people.

"The positioning of the time is a little bit off. It is already more than a month after Kagome was born."

Looking at the child who was sleeping peacefully in the cradle, the somewhat ethereal Shang Yang said thoughtfully.

500 years ago, the "Sword Qi" formed with the power of Liangyi and the Liangyi Sword broke through the barrier of time, and seized the opportunity to defeat most of the strong power of fate left in the long river of time with one sword , while cutting off Qu Ling's evil thoughts, a trace of Shang Yang's consciousness also entered the flow of time, following the trajectory of the power of fate, he came to the future 500 years later.

Quietly looking at the child sleeping in the cradle in front of him, Shang Yang's eyes can see that deep in the child's pure and kind soul, there are traces of sleep, with deep regret and unwillingness. Thoughts, they refused to dissipate, blended into the soul of this newborn baby, still maintained an independent posture, sleeping quietly in the depths of this child's soul.

This is the heart of Kikyo, from the Warring States Period 500 years ago, and belongs to Kikyo's longing.

The power of fate in the room is extremely strong, especially around the sleeping child, there is an astonishing concentration of power of fate constantly surrounding it.

The power of fate originally intended to maintain the trend of fate was caught off guard, and most of it was blown away by Shang Yang beyond the time barrier, and scattered in the long river of time, while the rest of the power of fate came here 500 years later. .

Although the force of fate is constantly surrounding the baby, trying to infiltrate the child's soul, and hold this child, Kagome, as part of the trend of fate, but no matter how it wants to penetrate into Kagome's soul, it cannot It is as if there is an invisible wall blocking the infiltration of the power of fate, so that the power of fate can only change the cause and effect related to Kagome's soul, but cannot integrate with Kagome's soul and existence.

Destiny has no thinking in the sense of life. Since the Jade of the Four Souls is still in Kagome's soul, it is not so urgent whether it can penetrate into Kagome's soul. After all, the Jade of the Four Souls, Kagome Higurashi, and The cause and effect of bellflower cannot be cut off.

But Shang Yang, who was watching all this quietly, nodded his head slightly. In his eyes, although Kikyo's heart was sleeping deep in Kagome's soul, but beyond the traces of Kikyo's longing, there was A blue lotus, wrapped in Kikyo's sleeping thoughts, quietly staying in Kagome's soul.

Qinglian, the primordial spirit of Shangyang.

After seeing all this, the ethereal Shangyang nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the forehead of this child, the future Higurashi Kagome.

Without any sense of touch, Shangyang's hand is like a phantom, unable to touch anything.

This is also a matter of course, here, it is only the shadow of Shang Yang.

However, even if he couldn't reach him, Shang Yang didn't care, he just showed an easy-going smile, and his voice was full of ethereal.

"I'll wait for you in the past, Kikyo."

Along with these misty words, Shang Yang's misty figure also dissipated, and the bedroom also returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

500 years ago, at the end of autumn, outside the shrine in Maple Village.

Frost's solar term has passed for a few days. On the mountain forest outside the shrine, the large light yellow leaves have already fallen under the cold north wind, and only the dry branches are left, making the mountain forest look extraordinarily desolate.

Watching the Liangyi sword in his hand slowly disappear, Shang Yang sighed softly, even though he used this to disperse most of the power of fate that resided in the flow of time, and along the way severely damaged the power of the four souls. Yuzhong Quling's evil thoughts, but this is nothing to be happy about.

The witch is still gone.

Even if her soul has been reincarnated safely, even if her thoughts have not disappeared, but this cannot deny the fact that Kikyo has passed away.

On the left hand, the wound stabbed by Shang Yang unconsciously with his nails has healed, and the blood oozing from the palm of his hand has already congealed on the pure white sleeve of Kikyo.

She leaned quietly in Shang Yang's arms, gently closed her eyes, her pale and beautiful face had a soft look, as if she had fallen asleep.

The white sandalwood paper used to tie up the witch's long black hair was disconnected at some point, and the long black hair spread evenly over Shang Yang's body like a waterfall.

Quietly looking at the gentle face of the maiden who closed her eyes quietly in her arms, if it wasn't for the sound of her breathing, no one would know that this body has completely lost its life.

"Jiangsu, I owe you this."

The index finger lightly touched the maiden's soft face, and Shang Yang's tone remained the easy-going way of the past. Maybe she would still be willing to hear such a voice.

A piece of crystal lightly landed on Kikyo's gentle face, and at this moment, the index finger that stretched out also touched this piece of crystal.

icy.

It seemed to indicate something. Along with the falling crystal, more and more snowflakes fell from the sky with the wind and fell to every corner of the ground.

Snowing.

Winter is here.

ps: In this chapter, I slightly changed Kagome's date of birth, please don't mind.

Please enjoy this chapter slowly~