[Comprehensive] Aunt lived for 2000 years

Yaoyan doesn't know where this is.

He left Honmaru and came to this devastated world.

It was still raining here, black sticky raindrops were dripping on his body, his sleeves became loose because of the tugging just now, he stretched out his hand to wipe the rainwater off his face, only to find that the black rainwater had already seeped from his skin went in.

But strangely, it wasn't painful, on the contrary, it was like a fish in water at ease. It was a comfortable feeling that he had never felt since his dark fall.

However, Tachibana Cheng's pure spiritual power will make him suffer, but this black rain brings him warmth.

He probably understood that only the fallen Fu Sangshen can enter this space.

Akita and the five tigers who did not fall in the dark could not come in, probably because they were determined and not driven crazy by the long-term emptiness. As an elder brother, he is not as strong as his younger brothers, which is really ridiculous to say.

Yaoken hung the cross around his neck. He walked on this land, and the fragments of the sword protruding from the soil could feel the tough touch even through his shoes. He carefully avoided those protrusions. The sword fragments that came from him, but the other seemingly flat ground also sank slightly due to his weight, and the fragments hidden inside would also make him feel it.

This space is so big that you can hardly see the end, but the mountains and plains are full of sword fragments, which makes Yao Yan wonder if the swords here have covered the entire area of ​​sword fragments.

At first, he would stop to distinguish which fragments were from which vibration knife, but then he became numb.

The cross hanging on his chest exudes a warm heat, which can barely make Yaoyan feel a little more energetic. Even though the spiritual power that others feel is very comfortable, in his opinion, it is as hot as a red-hot iron to himself. .

It was still raining.

In this gray-black world, other colors finally appeared.

It was a towering cherry tree.

The cherry tree is not very tall, but this tree can grow to such a large size, no doubt the Book of Changes has gone through a long, long time of baptism.

This cherry tree is luxuriant, with layers of pink cherry blossoms hugging the branches, dense and vibrant.

Yaoken found Jinjian under the tree.

Imai Ken, who had become extremely dilapidated, curled up under the tree, his body was covered with cherry blossom petals, and the skin that was faintly covered by long silver-gray hair showed signs of burns.

Yaoken ran two quick steps, as if he had passed through some kind of membrane and came to another world.

The dark fall on him disappeared.

Yao Yan looked at his intact hands, trembling slightly with excitement.

But he couldn't touch Jinjian. After touching Jinjian, his hand seemed to be in the water, unable to touch anything.

"—Half body—help——"

"A Cheng—"

"—Exchange—the past"

Messy and noisy voices resounded loudly, and all brains were rampaging in Yaoyan's brain. The severe pain coming from his mind seemed to explode in his mind, and intermittent sentences sounded in his mind piecemeal, that It was a boy's voice and a young man's voice, but they were fragmented and messed up and couldn't be connected into a complete sentence, but the sentence "A Cheng" made him alert.

That feeling lasted for a while and then disappeared, Yao Yan panted heavily, fell on the ground, took a rest, and then got up.

He turned over and sat on the ground, beside him was Jin Jian who couldn't touch him, Jin Jian frowned, half of the muscles and skin on his face were gone, half of his face was a human face, the other half All that could be seen was the pale skull.

Although it looks like a dark fall now, there is no aura of a dark fall.

Swapping... with the past...

what exactly is it.

Yaoken took the cross off his neck and spread it in the palm of his hand, saying that the palm is not really the palm, what is exposed outside is actually just a part of the finger bone and the connected palm, the necklace is no longer so hot, it has become a Feeling the warmth like warm water, the petals of the cherry blossoms fell down, and one of them happened to stick to it, but it melted in as if it had been absorbed.

The petals Yaken picked up from the ground can be absorbed by this necklace, but nothing can be seen from the outside.

What would happen if you put a cross on a cherry tree.

Yaken thought so, and did the same. He stood up, approached the cherry tree, and put the cross against the cherry tree.

The cross disappeared, and half of his hand holding the cross had already gone in.

Don't worry, it won't hurt you.

There was always a voice in Yaoken's mind saying so.

Go inside and find it.

Yaken really walked into the trunk.

But inside this trunk, there is nothing but darkness.

really?

Two faint figures gradually appeared in front of Yaoken, one was dressed in black, the other was dressed in white, a brown-haired man in a white robe stood in front of the man in the black robe and said something, they seemed to be arguing.

Yao Yan wanted to get closer to hear what he was saying, but when he got closer, not only could he not hear any clear voice, but even the faces of the two people were blurred, as if the faces were blurred on purpose Get up so that Yaoken cannot see.

The two were arguing about something, and finally the man in the white robe left angrily, but the boy in the black robe sat on the seat and sighed, his curly black hair fell down, just covering his face .

As if he had made a decision, he stood up from his seat and walked to the depths of the disastrous palace. Yao Yan hurriedly followed. The man was so fast that Yao Yan needed to trot to keep up. Turn left and right in this palace, and finally stop at a very gorgeous gate.

Yao Yan followed him in. This room is very luxurious. All kinds of strange treasures are filled in this huge room, revealing a kind of elegant and luxurious atmosphere everywhere. The boy turned a blind eye to this room and walked straight Into a small suite inside.

This room is a bedroom. There is a very large bed near the window, covered with a precious and soft quilt, and a small human figure protrudes from it. Yaoken looked down, but found that he could see the bed. the person's face.

This person is still a very young child, who looks only three or four years old, has soft black curly hair, fair complexion, fleshy pink lips, and exquisite facial features. Even with his eyes closed, he can tell that this child has grown up After that, it must have a very good appearance.

But the child's complexion doesn't look good. Although the complexion is white, it has an unhealthy blue color. Starting from the chin, it is covered by the milk-gold quilt. Only one protruding point can roughly guess the child's body shape. .

The boy sat down by the bed, reached into the quilt and gently supported the child's arm.

The child's arm was very thin, with complicated red patterns on it. The boy gently held his hand and wrote something on his palm. It was words that Yaoyan couldn't understand, but after writing these few words, After writing the words, those red lines disappeared.

Why did he see this.

Who is this man, and who is this child?

Why is there a very familiar feeling.

The boy looked at the child by the bed for a while, and then left quickly. When Yao Yan was about to leave with him, he found that he could not leave the room at all, no matter whether it was the door or the window, he could not go out. A wall separates the room.

Yao Yan studied for a while, and found that he could not leave here with his own strength, and could only stay in this room.

This room is very large, and the bookcase standing next to it is full of books. Yao Yan took a book with a black cover underneath, but found that the words on it were not words he knew, but simpler than the words he uses now. Although the characters written by them were very similar to the characters they used, he really couldn't understand them.

Since he couldn't even read a book, he could only sit down and look at the child lying on the bed.

The more he looked, the more familiar this person became.

What is the relationship between that teenager and this child?

The boy didn't look like he was harming the child.

Yaoken was thinking, the soft carpet in the room was so comfortable that he drowsy.

He still couldn't help falling asleep.

Not long after he fell asleep, the child lying on the bed opened his eyes. He rubbed his eyes, turned over, and saw the boy with black short hair lying asleep on the carpet.

The child sat up, wrapped in a quilt, and looked at Yaoyan lying on the ground with interest.

In this room, besides father, only Xiaoha will come?

Was he found by his father?

Yes, a toy?

But I don't need it.

The child tilted his head and pulled the quilt tight.

It must have been given to me by my father.

I just told my father a few days ago that I was bored by myself, did my father give me a Zanpakutō?

But for the Zanpakuto, don't you need it now?

No matter, he is his own now.

He wanted to wake up Yao Yan, but seeing that Yao Yan was sleeping soundly, he didn't wake him up. He looked at him and saw that something was wrong.

Why does this Zanpakuto have a tail and horns, and the bones of the hands are already exposed, is it injured?

Do you want Xiaoha to help him heal?It looked like it was in pain.

The child threw off the quilt, opened the door with bare feet, ran out and pulled the boy in again.

"Can you help him heal?" The child dragged the boy and ran in. He was so short that the boy could only bend over and follow him. While running, he said, "Don't run too fast. You'll catch a cold if you don't wear shoes."

But the boy didn't see the so-called "he".

"Where is he?" the boy asked.

His expression froze. In this room, he couldn't find the "he" he just mentioned.

As for Yao Yan, he woke up after the two of them returned to the room. He and the child met eyes, and found himself in his light golden pupils.

"He's right here, isn't it the Zanpakuto sent by his father?" The child seemed very puzzled, why Xiaoha couldn't see him even though he was on the carpet.

Although Yao Yan couldn't see the boy's face, he could understand that a person he couldn't see appeared on his territory, he subconsciously protected the boy, let him stand behind him, and looked at the empty room, He asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

Yao Yan wanted to explain, but he couldn't hear what he said. The child poked his head out from behind him and tugged at the corner of the boy's clothes.

"Xiaoha, he said his name is Yaken Toshiro, and he is a fusangshen... what is fusangshen?"

Not only the child, even this young man had never heard the name Fu Sangshen. He shook his head and looked down at the child: "Can you see him and talk to him?"

"Yeah." He was right there.

Why can't I see it.

The child ran out from behind him, took Yaken's hand and pulled him in front of the boy: "This is Yaken Toshiro."

And through the child's touch, the boy finally met Fusangshin named Yaken Toshiro.