Every shikigami is me [Comprehensive Manga]

"So..." It took a long time after the old man finished speaking, and You Lang said hoarsely, "You... all of you just watched them take my brother away like this? Did you watch the whole thing from the beginning to the end, but no one made a sound? ?!"

Youlang's voice went from a low voice at the beginning, to a gradually rising voice, and finally hysterical.

"Aren't you the ones who promised to take care of my brother? Why can't you even say a word at this time? Why?! Can you really feel at ease when you step on the blood on the ground!!"

"You Lang." The old man's voice was trembling, "We can't afford to mess with those people, we just want to live a normal life."

You Lang couldn't refute the lifestyle of these residents of Liuhun Street, he could only slide down the wall and sit down, then curled up there with his head in his arms, gritted his teeth in pain and said, "Then why didn't anyone even come to me! "

The crowd fell into silence again, and everyone looked embarrassed and flustered, fearing that You Lang would suddenly rush out and beat them up.

"what!"

When they saw You Lang standing up suddenly, everyone took a step back, but only saw You Lang's brown eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists and asked, "Where did the carriage go?"

"Going over there!" The old man hurriedly pointed in a direction.

"You Lang!" At this time, the fat boss with a big belly ran over with difficulty, his face flushed as if he was going to die in the next second, "I just heard about your brother, that wave Besides being robbers, people seem to often abduct men and women from various regions, and then take them to Runlin'an to sell! I guess according to the speed of the carriage, they may have already reached Runlin'an!"

"Run Lin'an..."

In the past, Youlang yearned for the area closest to Jinglingting in Liuhun Street, but at this moment, he almost gritted his teeth and said those three words, and then ran towards Run Lin'an without hesitation. and go.Even though he knew how far away the area he was from was from Runlin, at this moment Youlang didn't know what else he could do other than let himself run.

When Youlang started to run fast, the streets on both sides receded, he seemed to only see his elder brother who had been waiting for him at home, who would beat his elder brother with a wooden shovel because he had misremembered waka, obsessed with that difficult The elder brother who eats noodles, the elder brother who takes care of himself when he is sick, the elder brother who is genuinely happy because of every little thing he does...

Even if he is not the person in my brother's memory who likes noodles and doesn't like waka, let alone the name that my brother whispered in his sleep...

Even if he had thought about leaving that dilapidated street countless times, to become the god of death who doesn't need to bow to anyone...

However, when the elder brother really disappeared like this, You Lang realized that neither the god of death nor the person in his elder brother's memory was important. If his elder brother disappeared, then there seemed to be nothing in his life!

must!You must get your brother back!

Holding such belief, You Lang gritted his teeth and vowed that no matter what method he used, he would find Mu Wei.Then, even if he can only stay in that hut for the rest of his life, he will not be separated from his brother again.

……

From that day on, You Lang disappeared from the street, nearly half a year was enough for the matter of Mu Wei and You Lang to become a forgotten story in Liuhun Street.

Until half a year later, a figure with disheveled hair and shabby clothes appeared on the street, and then slowly walked into the hut that had not been lived in for half a year, bent down and straightened the wooden table that was still lying on the ground, and then just walked into the house full of people. Sitting down in the dusty room, I looked around at the hut I hadn't seen for half a year.

The wooden boards used to repair the holes on the roof are already crumbling, and dust always falls in as before the repairs. The two original sets of bedding and kitchen utensils in the house have disappeared, and they may have been taken away by passers-by. Only a dirty wooden shovel was left on the ground, and the unkempt man picked it up, wiped it with his clothes, and put it in his arms.

The flowers and plants that once filled the whole house have long since withered, leaving only flower pots and rotten roots full of various insects and ants.On the wooden shelf that Youlang and Muyi made together, all the paper, pens and books have been swept away, and even one side of the wooden shelf has been removed. I don’t know if it was accidentally, or take it home. When the firewood burns.

"Who is it?" The old man looked in from the door tremblingly. Although he felt that he had done nothing wrong in his heart, the old man had not lived well in the past six months, and now he left as soon as he heard any movement in the house. come out.

"It's me." The man in the room pulled his messy chestnut hair, revealing a somewhat tired face. It was Youlang, who had been away for more than half a year, and his brown eyes, which were once full of spirit, now have more Other meanings, "I've been looking for a long time... thinking that maybe my brother will come back here, thinking that I will be very sad if my brother returns, but maybe it's just the last hope before I give up."

For You Lang's thoughts, the old man couldn't see through, and he didn't want to see through, he just muttered: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

After that, You Lang didn't speak again, just like Mu Weiyi in the past, sitting behind the wooden table, observing the outside world through a small door.Doing what Mu Wei once did like this, looking at the sky from Mu Wei's perspective, You Lang seems to be able to feel the loneliness that Mu Wei has experienced more than ever before.

Just sitting here day after day, what is it that makes Mu Wei show such a gentle smile?

A week after Youlang returned to this street, two gods of death in black death suits came to the door of the house, pinched their noses and looked at the dilapidated house Youlang was in, and then led the bald god of death while covering his eyes. nose, while letting his partner into the house.

After thinking about the identity of the bald head, another god of death bent down and walked into the room, and then said to You Lang who was in a daze: "Hey, boy, do you still remember us?"

Youlang finally set his sights on those two gods of death, and then recognized that they were the two gods of death who had invited him to the Shinyang Academy of Spiritual Art. But later, because he left this street to find Muwei, he turned the plan away. Completely shelved.

"Boy, why do you think you are so lucky?" The god of death compared the direction of the god of death with a bald head, and continued, "I happened to meet this kid Ozaki who was doing good deeds every day half a year ago, and wanted to take you out of this broken place, but I didn't expect you This kid actually disappeared. As a result, when he came out to patrol this time, Master Ozaki still remembered you kid, and planned to give you a second chance, do you want to leave here with us?"

"Leave here?" You Lang repeated what the god of death said numbly.

"Boy, it's better for you to seize this opportunity. It is very difficult for people who go out from such a poor place to enter the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art." The god of death looked at the bald head who was breathing fresh air at the door, and then lowered his voice He said to You Lang in a false manner, "This young master was born in a noble family. Joining the patrol team is just a family task. When I go back this time, I will be promoted immediately. With this young master's recommendation, you will be promoted in Mao Lingling." The academy will be much better."

"Nobleman..." Youlang clenched his hands on his knees, and then looked up at the bald Grim Reaper with a gangster face. Is this kind of person a nobleman who lives in Jinglingting?You Lang still remembers the news he found while looking for Mu Wei. Those who were abducted were sent to Run Lin'an in the end, and those with better looks were sold by the nobles of Jingling Court, and they may never see each other again. every day.

I have searched every corner of Runlin'an, and now there is only Jinglingting that he can't set foot in!

Brother...Mu Wei is probably there!

"I also hope that the master will take me to the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art!" You Lang slightly nodded to the person outside the door, then lowered his head to prevent the person from seeing the calculation and falsehood in his eyes, "I will definitely not forget the master's help"

"Hahahaha!" Seeing the extremely stubborn child in his memory bowing his head in such a "humility" in front of him, the god of death named Ozaki smiled complacently for a long time, "Uda, do you know why I like Kazusan Hikyo? See These proud guys bowing their heads in front of me is really the most enjoyable thing in the world!"

Saying that, Ozaki looked at Youro who raised his head again, and said, "Your name is Youro, right? Don't worry, one day I will let you repay my kindness, but... your name is really It’s a bit casual, and it’s hard to be elegant.”

"Youlang is just called by your parents for convenience." Youlang got up from the ground, and then walked out of the low, shabby house before Uda, "If you want to enter the Zhenyang Academy of Spiritual Art, you really don't need to use this name anymore gone."

"So it's a nickname?" Maybe because someone finally became Ozaki's younger brother with him, Uda became more kind to Youro, "Then what is your real name given to you by your parents?"

You Lang, who was walking in front, paused, then glanced at Run Lin'an's direction, and said, "Aizen...my name is Aizen Soyousuke."

— Heian-kyo —

"Where is this place?" When Mu Wei opened his eyes, a familiar roof appeared in front of him.It seems that I have seen it somewhere before, but maybe because it has been too long, Mu Weiyi can't remember the time.

Turning his head slightly to the left, what Mu Wei saw was the familiar wooden door and edge. In his memory, it seemed that someone was sitting there with his back to him, holding a paper fan in his hand, wearing a white hunting suit, and the corner of his mouth The radians all seem to loom in memory.

Then, Mu Wei discovered that beside the soft couch she was lying on, there was a somewhat crudely made photo frame, and the photo inside instantly retrieved the memories that Mu Wei had almost forgotten like a torrent. !That was the photo of Muwei, Saiki, Kaiteng, Rando and Teruhashi wearing kimonos under the fireworks at the summer festival of PK Academy.

At this moment, every smiling face seems to have returned to a vivid memory.

"Are you awake?" A figure in a white safari appeared at the door, his long wine red hair was neatly combed this time, it lacked the unruly temperament that Mu Wei had when he saw it before, but it was a little more expensive gas.

"It's really strange to see you wearing this hat, Mr. Great Onmyoji." What Mu Wei was referring to was naturally the tall black hat on King Ma Cangye's head, and the next second he thought of something more important, "Maybe this Mr. Onmyoji should explain something about the electric shock."

King Makura Ye: "..."