From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 423 Resurrected, Kikyo
two months later

"How about Xiao Bingli?"

On the way back to Fengzhi Village, Su Mo patted Bingli's head lightly, with a smile on his lips.

"Hmm, so the world is so big! There are so many magical places!"

Bing Li, who was led by Su Mo and walked around the entire island country, looked very happy: "It's really fun to overthrow the local ruffians everywhere I go!"

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Is this really my daughter?

Su Mo was sincerely skeptical, but then he thought about his previous performance in battle.
That's right, this is indeed my daughter, as if it were a fake.

He covered his face sadly.

After bidding farewell to a certain Shasheng Ji, in the past two months, Su Xiaomo's children's shoes brought her sword elf and daughter with one more thing besides traveling - beating people, oh no, beating demons.

It belongs to the kind of crab crossing the street and seeing those who like to do bad things, those who are not good-looking and have even worse hearts, and those who like to play pranks.

Well, for the first two, Su Mo and Esther personally gave away a one-way ticket to hell for free.And the last one is for Xiao Bingli, who is itchy, to compete with Ya—well, of course, there is a certain father who protects the law personally.

He has been deterring the other party with huge magic power, as long as Ya dares to use the power that can hurt his own daughter, Ya will be crushed to the ground decisively.

Regarding the cultivation of Bingli, Su Mo said that he was not prepared for the kind of lion that would push his cub off the cliff. Daughter, it’s fine to pamper her. As long as her character doesn’t stray into battle, it doesn’t matter whether she is strong or not. ah.

Those things are enough for me to fight so hard, isn't it?
That's right, Su Mo's requirements for Bingli's growth did not make her grow into a big monster with superior fighting power like Hua Piao's expectations for Liban. For him, as long as Bingli can grow up healthy and happy Good girls who make themselves comfortable will do.

Although as for how the child will develop, it can only be left to time - after all, there will always be things in the world that are independent of human will.

And there are definitely a lot of them.

Why am I resurrected?
A beautiful and powerful witch named Kikyo suddenly came to a poor village in the deep mountains.

——For the villagers, this is a rather unbelievable thing, because no matter how you say it, shrine maidens like that should only exist in those gorgeous shrines enshrined by powerful daimyos.

But the fact is that this Priestess Kikyo just joined the village so indifferently—living in a dilapidated log cabin without the slightest thought.

Moreover, this witch is not only powerful in spiritual power, she easily wiped out the invading monsters with a holy bow and arrow, but also has a kind heart, teaching the villagers how to identify medicinal materials to treat injuries.

There is no doubt that it is a goddess.

But there was one thing that puzzled them, because this goddess never seemed to smile—even if she was gentle, her face was full of desolate sadness.

And as for the reason
"Why am I resurrected?"

Gently stroking the dead soul worm wrapped around her side as if being intimate and coquettish towards herself, Kikyo, who had died 50 years ago and was the strongest shrine maiden in the world at that time, had an undisguised sadness in her white and beautiful face.

——It's not that she doesn't want to hide, it's just because she can't.

Because the sadness is too much to do it at all.

That's right, she was resurrected, and her body was a pottery figurine fired after an old witch named Litao stole her own ashes—and what supported this body was brought from Kagome's soul. Kikyo's memory -- and obsession.

Even she herself didn't know what the obsession was.

Obviously, I have confirmed with my own eyes that Yezi, who is worried, is still alive and kicking, and has become stronger and has many trustworthy partners, right?

Why can I resurrect myself?After losing his soul, can he only rely on his obsession and the dead souls provided by these dead souls to maintain the movement of this body?
She didn't know all this, she didn't want to know, she didn't dare to know.

She remembered the expression on the face of the silver-haired and red-clothed girl who was so nervous that she had to stop crying when she suddenly woke up.

At that time, his heart was also trembling—but after returning his soul to the girl who had lost consciousness because of himself, Kikyo chose to leave.

After forcing the half-demon girl with a distressed expression on her face with an arrow wrapped in huge spiritual power, Kikyo disappeared there.

She knew that she did not belong to this era, and the current world would not allow such a self to appear again.

After stumbling and lost for a long time, she woke up.Even though there was so much sadness and pain in her heart, she still woke up.

I should always do something, right?

she thought so.

Then she remembered that she was a shrine maiden.

Then go find a village, find a village as poor and remote as the former Maple Village.

So she walked into the deep mountains and came to this familiar village, and became a shrine maiden who guarded the villagers.

But even so, even though I was looking for all kinds of things to anesthetize myself all day long, the sadness became more and more intense-I can't forget it, how could I forget it.

The hateful monster changed into Yeko's appearance and swung a ridiculous sword technique to severely wound himself.

The hateful monster changed into his own form and shot a vicious curse into Yoko's body with an arrow full of evil spirits.

so--

Such a voice suddenly sounded in the heart of the witch who was busy all day.

Like the devil slyly laughing out his temptation.

Since I can't forget the sadness——

Kikyo had an ominous premonition, she felt that the temptation of the devil would make her fall into the abyss.

This is a matter of course, the result of being tempted by the devil is naturally falling into the abyss.

But no matter how much he wanted to refuse in his heart, he still couldn't help leaning over, and couldn't help wanting to listen to the last words.

Then, she heard it.

That sentence is-

Hate it.

Since you can't forget your sorrow, let's do our best to hate.

To the guy who got you into this situation, to the guy who got you out of the happiness you deserved, to the guy who got you in a trance that reminds you of this pain and sorrow after 50 years.

Hate it, don't need to worry about your own identity, because you are already a dead person.

Hate it, don't care what the world thinks, because you don't belong here.

So, drop everything.

So just hate the man who caused all of this.

It's an easy thing to do, isn't it?
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