[Inuyasha] Looking back at Chaoshan Heng

Song once told me that he knew the way to enter "the boundary between this world and the next world", but he didn't know the specific direction of that place.

Because living creatures cannot enter there, and the dead souls lingering in the world are even more inaccessible—they never return, how can those souls full of obsessions be willing to end up like this?

As for the undead, the easiest way to know and have been verified by the predecessors is to use the huge resentment of returning to the other world as a benchmark to guide the direction.But this target is too difficult to choose, and it needs to kill the other party to achieve it.Maybe Naraku can do it, as long as he is willing, it is not impossible to find such an object and create a dead spirit with deep resentment.

But Song was born in Absolute Demon Valley, so he couldn't stay away from the place where he was created.To me, the difficulty of this matter seemed too great.

So, I had to find another way—to find a way "without guidance" to enter that world.

I hope to get in touch with Kikyo, but I am also hesitating.I know that her determination to kill Naraku may not be able to compare with her efforts to destroy the jade of the four souls and make up for her past mistakes, which are related to righteousness.But I'm not sure she's really willing to give in.

There is only one chance like this, now that my physical condition is getting worse and worse.It is impossible for me to tell Naraku these things, he will definitely stop me.He doesn't care about the revenge of others, and he has been like this since the beginning of the destruction.Just like in this world, there may be some powerful monsters that can survive for hundreds of thousands of years, but it seems that none of them died because of the accumulated grievances and hatreds.

This is the Warring States Period.

But after all, I have to make a decision, and after hesitating until the final result, I can only lose everything.So when I came to Bailing Mountain and felt the subtleness of the aura of Mrs. Baixin, I knew what I should do.

Kikyo will definitely meet the old man, and that can only be when the melee is over and the mess is everywhere.Without this premise, Mrs. Baixin always blocked Naluo and Bailing Mountain together. While protecting it, it was equivalent to hindering the enemy's way.

Only when this protection is gone, Kikyo can see the white sweetheart.As for Bailing Mountain, which hides and suppresses the monster's aura, I can almost imagine how much impact it would have on my delicately balanced soul when the monster's aura exploded suddenly, in a mixed and contrasting environment.

But at the same time, as long as Sweetheart Bai is still here, I believe I can survive.

And the next step is to take advantage of the chaotic timing to avoid Naraku's eyes and find Kikyo.

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The white dead soul worms dissipated in front of his eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness.After my sight became clear, I looked at the seemingly endless sea of ​​clouds and mountains, and took a deep breath.

In fact, at the beginning of the plan, I didn't expect that the result of the mixed breath would be to directly rush my soul out of my body.

But to some extent, I have to say that this result made my plan go more smoothly than expected.

Without a dead soul, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to enter the afterlife.

But compared to living creatures, living souls with only vitality but without the shackles of their bodies, to enter that world, they only need a "guide".

Kikyo gave me a dead soul worm. This kind of existence that guides the direction of the soul and allows her to walk independently in the world can guide my soul into the door that connects this world with the next world.

And now, here I am.Feeling this world, the atmosphere that makes me extremely comfortable, as if my whole body and mind are integrated with this place.

The world is me, and I am the world.

Then I came back to my senses and pulled myself out of that half-true hallucination.Feeling the breath of this world again, life and death are intertwined, small and subtle differences guide me towards the place in my heart.

When holding the fragment of jade in the palm of my hand, for a moment, I seemed to understand why this small fragment would cause countless people and demons to live and die, and go crazy.

Or rather, I have always understood.

That's why I have been resisting approaching it, loathing and resisting it.

This conflicts with my own breath, and I can't stand the rejection from the first contact.But even so, it cannot be denied that there is a strange temptation mixed in it, like the poison of poppy to its beauty, like the swaying flowers on the other side of the Santu River, like a sea monster singing under the bleak moonlight, even if you understand its horror It is impossible not to marvel at its beauty.

Because of the suppression of ability, as long as I don't want to, it can't have much influence on me.Therefore, it is also easy to get close to it, feel it, and use it-as long as I give up my resistance to its power and let it invade my heart, then I will be able to be like those beings tempted by it , to realize the wish through it, but it is also controlled by desire.

"Make a wish."

"Make a wish on me."

"Make a wish to me and any wish will come true."

I heard a strange and indistinguishable voice, which was transmitted directly to the depths of my soul.A lot of things flashed through my mind in an instant, the gleam of light above my head before my death in my previous life, the six years in this Sichuan city sitting under the window of the bedroom listening to the rain, the tea in the guest room when I first met "Ren Jian Yin Dao" Xiang, the eyes that the monk never closed at the moment when the curse struck four years ago, the one-year-old child lying in my arms and acting like a baby, the mottled sunlight in the forest after leaving Renjian City not long ago.

I hope I can live a good life in my previous life, and that Wen Liang won't be so capricious and dishonest to others.

I hope that the six years will not be so long, that I will not be unable to talk to people, and I will not be able to get close to the sea so close, I can only listen to the surging waves from a distance, and then I can watch the rain falling from the sky indoors Just look at it all day long.

I hope to have a companion who does not have to risk his life to get along with him, endless conflicts and disputes, and every time he goes out is a life-threatening danger.Even the time to fall asleep is rare and peaceful, because the curse cast on his body like a joke brings endless heart palpitations and nightmares.

I hope that the four years without this curse on my body will not be so painful that I almost die.Nor will he open his eyes to find that he has grown from a girl to a mother.And the child's father is the culprit of everything.

I hope that the acquaintances around me are not the current relationship, which almost becomes a dead end with entanglement to the point of liver pain.For the possibility of a win-win situation, I racked my brains, and sometimes I really wished I could simply turn to one side and completely cut off a part of myself.

The power of the jade of the four souls impacted the memory, stirring up all the deep-buried desires.I seem to hear the Jade Spirit laughing wickedly, it is trying to swallow my ability to perceive the breath, push me into the abyss of desire, and sink completely.

It longs for my soul, my strength.It's like a natural enemy, not to mention my power is extremely attractive to it, just like those who chase it yearn for its power.

Then I closed my eyes.

"I want to make a bet with you." I said softly, knowing it could hear.

I want to start a battle with the jade of the four souls, the last fragment.

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Where is the problem written?Still too boring?This is not a transitional chapter...