My wife's name is Platycodon

He subconsciously touched his body and found that he was safe and sound: "What happened? I just felt like I had a close brush with death."

His apprentice ran up from behind, shouting, "Master Harumi!"

Qing Hai had no time to pay attention to his apprentice. When his eyes fell on the scroll on the ground, he immediately showed an incredible expression: "This is... this is..."

The apprentice looked at the motionless master with concern and asked, "What happened to Master Qinghai?"

Harumi pointed at the scroll and said in a deep voice, "See for yourself."

When the disciple's eyes fell on the scroll, he was shocked to find that the scroll, which was originally engraved with demon-breaking scriptures, was now blank. All the magical words seemed to have been erased by some force.

The apprentice's legs trembled as he realized that the master and disciple were facing a terrifying character they had never encountered before.

Kikyo said nothing, her eyes calm, and turned to leave with the children. Monk Harumi took a step forward and suddenly called Kikyo.

"Miss Miko!"

Kikyo looked back, her eyes calm.

Monk Qinghai said bravely: "I finally believe that you are a miko, because only a strong demon-breaking spiritual power can dissolve the Buddhist scriptures. If monsters and evil spirits touch them, they will definitely be harmed by the power above."

"However, although I don't know why you still have attachment to the human world, this is really not the place you should stay. Go back to your destination!" Monk Harumi said loudly.

Kikyo didn't say anything, but the child next to her looked at the big monk angrily, who actually slandered Kikyo. He immediately said in dissatisfaction: "What are you talking about!"

Another child also said: "Strange monk."

Only Xiaoye raised her head and looked at Kikyo with some uneasiness. Her expression, which was originally as gentle as water, now became calm and she said softly, "Let's go."

Several people left at this point, and Monk Qinghai stood there, feeling heavy-hearted and extremely uneasy.

That witch is definitely not an ordinary character, but a more powerful and ominous existence...

Platycodon brought the children back to the village. It was already late at night. The sun was setting and the orange-red light enveloped the entire village. The villagers were working diligently on the farm. When they saw Platycodon bringing the children passing by on the road, they felt sincerely relieved and lucky.

"It is truly a blessing for us that Lord Kikyo can come to our village."

"Yes, Lady Kikyo has cured many of our injuries."

“The children are also very lively.”

"What a good miko! Gentle and powerful. I will pray for Lady Kikyo and hope that the gods will bless Lady Kikyo!"

Can I also be blessed by God now? Kikyo heard the conversation and fell into deep thought.

Beneath the seemingly beautiful appearance, the cold body and resentful soul fit well together.

Kikyo knows very well that she is no longer the respected priestess of the past. Now, even her soul is fake, and she has to rely on the dead soul of the young girl to operate her body.

If gods really exist, they will only drive me into the underworld.

However, the words spoken by the man named Hades Shura appeared in his ears again.

"Kikyo, now that you have appeared, can think, and have an independent personality, no one can deprive you of your right to live! If anyone objects, let him come to me!"

Kikyo smiled lightly and said in her heart: "If there really comes such a day, Hades Shura, will your tolerance and ability be enough to support you to say this again?"

She said goodbye to the children and stood at the door, falling into a long reverie, until she felt her sleeve being pulled. She looked down and saw Xiaoye looking at her with a worried look on her face.

"Xiaoye, what's wrong? You haven't gone home yet." Kikyo gently stroked Xiaoye's head.

Xiaoye asked nervously, "Lord Kikyo, will you leave?"

Did they sense something? Did the children notice the appearance of the two monks?

Kikyo squatted down, looked at Xiaoye and asked, "Do you like me? Xiaoye!"

Xiaoye nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I like Lady Kikyo very much!"

"Thank you." Kikyo overlapped Xiaoye and Feng in her memory and said gently: "Then I also love Xiaoye like a younger sister."

Xiaoye's eyes were filled with joy, and she asked in disbelief, "Is it true?"

Kikyo nodded, stretched out her hand to gesture, and said, "I also have a sister who is the same age as Xiaoye."

Xiaoye was even more surprised when she got the answer. She put the herbs and flowers she picked in her arms together and presented them to Kikyo: "Hey, Lady Kikyo, can I call you sister?"

Kikyo took the flower and nodded affirmatively: "Okay!"

Xiaoye's face turned red, and she immediately ran far away, waving to Kikyo: "Then Kikyo... Sister Kikyo, you should go to bed early!"

Then Xiaoye jumped away, and Kikyo could see the joy and excitement in her heart.

Kikyo also waved her hand gently, and did not put it down until Xiaoye's figure disappeared from her sight. She looked at the house next to her and saw the Hades Shura who appeared out of nowhere.

He was half naked, lying in front of the window, his left hand supporting his chin, with thick black hair draped over his shoulders. His handsome face was full of three-dimensionality, giving people a special kind of weird and sexy charm.

"Oh! I had a lot of fun today, Kikyo!" Hades Shura snorted.

Kikyo smiled and said, "Are you envious? But unfortunately, those children are very afraid of you."

"I have no interest in a child whose hair hasn't even grown out yet!" The Asura of the Underworld raised his chin slightly and said arrogantly.

"Then you won't be able to see the innocent light in the children's eyes."

The Hades Shura sneered: "Who wasn't a child before!"

After he said that, he lowered the bottom-hung window.

Kikyo watched the scene quietly, and finally went into her own house, but still did not tell the Underworld Shura about the two monks she met today.

As night falls, the stars shine brightly. In ancient times, there was no nightlife and monsters often appeared. Now the whole village is plunged into silence.

But Xiaoye tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. She was very excited. She felt it was a great honor to be recognized as a sister by Lady Kikyo.

But Xiaoye felt vaguely uneasy because of what the strange monk said during the day.

"Return to your home..."

What is the destination? Isn't Lady Kikyo a shrine maiden? Xiaoye thought a lot, but couldn't figure it out.

She didn't want Kikyo to leave here. She could feel that she was a very gentle and kind priestess, as loving as her mother.

She kept her eyes open, unable to fall asleep. Suddenly, through the corner of the window, she saw in the moonlight a woman in a red and white witch's costume walking past the house.

It’s Lord Kikyo!

It's so late? Where is she going?

Xiaoye felt puzzled, so he lifted the quilt, climbed up quietly, pushed the door open, and quietly followed Kikyo.

Chapter 8: Demonic Shura of Hades

Kikyo walked on the moon and came to the river in the daytime, with the brilliant stars as the background.

She was wearing a shrine maiden's uniform, with a cool temperament, calm and peaceful eyes, and a slender but upright figure. She was standing by the river, as beautiful as the moon goddess.

Kikyo untied the hairband behind her with her bare hands, and her unrestrained black hair fluttered freely in the night breeze, adding a bit of grace to her appearance.

A whimpering sound was heard, and dead soul insects flew in from the distant sky, bringing with them many dead souls. The white insects emitted bright light and danced around the platycodon, like a dream.

Xiaoye, who was hiding in the bushes, was shocked by the scene. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably. She covered her mouth and said in her heart, "Lord Kikyo is actually controlling the monster..."

Kikyo seemed unaware. She held the dead soul in her hands and said like a merciful goddess: "Poor young girl souls, you have fallen for various reasons. Please come with me from now on!"

"Miss Miko! You..." The monk from the daytime reappeared behind Kikyo, holding a staff.

Monk Harumi did not leave. After he determined that the miko was dead, he was worried that she might hurt someone, so he stayed there.

He looked at the dead soul in Kikyo's hand solemnly and said in a deep voice: "You can't ascend to heaven, you are obviously a dead person..."

Kikyo seemed to have expected this, and said without even turning her head: "Master, can you let me go?"

If she had not used the demon-breaking spiritual power during the day, she would not have had to replace the girl's soul today.

Harumi said righteously: "Mistress Miko, you also understand, right? The worlds of the living and the dead are not connected!"

Kikyo said: "I just want to live a peaceful life in the village!"

"Since you want to live a peaceful life, why do you still want to collect these dead souls, Miss Miko? Your body seems to need the support of the dead souls!"

He took out a gray-yellow sphere formed by a real dragon from his arms, and activated his magic power, causing the dragon-shaped sphere to gradually glow.

Kikyo finally turned her head, revealing half of her beautiful face, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Monk Qinghai said confidently: "Naturally, this is to allow you to return to the world you should go to!"

"This is for your own good!"

After Qinghai finished speaking, he activated the magic weapon in his hand completely. The light became brighter and illuminated the surroundings. A dragon shadow broke away from the sphere and turned into a beam of light, surrounding Kikyo in a rotating posture!

After a loud noise like lightning, Kikyo sensed the force of restraint. She looked up and saw that the beam of light that wrapped around her had turned into a solid blue dragon, tightly wrapping around her body, making her unable to move.

A thick green dragon claw grabbed Kikyo's throat.

Monk Harumi's posture was solemn and dignified: "As a deceased person, you cannot escape my soul-binding technique. Just ascend to heaven. I will redeem your soul!"

Redemption?

Kikyo was startled, her beautiful face gradually became ferocious, the resentment in her heart could no longer be suppressed, gushing out like a raging sea. She looked at the world with hatred, gritting her teeth and said, "Redemption? Just you..."

"You want to save me too!"

Kikyo clenched her fists, as if she had heard some unpleasant words that made her heart surge.

Kill this monk!

Just when Kikyo was dominated by hatred and was about to take action, a magnetic and low whisper suddenly came from the darkness.

"Oh!"

When Kikyo heard the voice, she snorted coldly, and the gathered strength gradually dispersed. She was breathing heavily, and although she was not sweating, her tired look was as if she had experienced a fierce struggle.

Monk Qinghai hadn't realized that he had just walked through the gates of hell. He looked solemnly at the jungle, and an inexplicable pressure surged in his heart. Sweat dripped down his forehead, and he shouted, "Who's there!"

"Ah!!" A young voice sounded there, as if someone had encountered the most terrible thing in the world, so cruel and brutal.

Monk Harumi recognized the voice as his disciple. When he saw Kikyo coming here, he knew that there would most likely be a fight. In order not to affect his disciple, he asked him to hide in the woods and observe in secret. He didn't expect that an accident would still happen?

Could this be the witch's accomplice?

Harumi's heart sank, it had taken all of her magic power just to bind the miko, and if another of her accomplices showed up at this time, they would most likely be in big trouble.

Suddenly the grass was pulled aside, and a young monk rushed out, rolling and crawling, his face full of fear, as if he had encountered a tiger or leopard. He quickly rushed behind the monk Qinghai, trembling.

It turned out that the apprentice was fine. Just when Qinghai was relieved, the apprentice looked behind him in horror.

"Master! Master! There, there..." The young monk pointed at the place incoherently, unable to say what it was.

Just when Monk Qinghai wanted to strangle him and force him to speak clearly, the outline of a body gradually emerged in the darkness that blocked out the starlight.

The body in the darkness was not clear, with only a vague outline, as if covered by a layer of mist. One could vaguely see the black hair dancing like a mad snake, and the strong physique had some kind of demonic quality that drove people crazy.

He stood quietly in the darkness, like an immortal statue, without any movement, but the wind direction suddenly reversed, and a unbridled gale rushed back all around, with flying sand and rocks, making people unable to help but cover their faces with their hands.

Bringing with the wind was the rich and abundant smell of blood, filling the nose.

"This kind of evil... evil..." Monk Harumi widened his eyes, and his whole body seemed as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

He was motionless.

"Are you going to deprive this witch of her right to survive?" A magnetic voice broke the silence. At this moment, it was surprisingly pleasant to the ear, like the sound of nature.

The Shura of the Underworld stepped out of the darkness, and his strong and beautiful body appeared clearly. He had deep eye sockets, a straight nose, sharp edges, and three-dimensional facial features, giving people a kind of weird and demonic beauty.

Monk Harumi was not surprised at all. He had already recognized who was in front of him. His body was trembling, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. He stepped back involuntarily, his face full of fear.

"Hades... Shura!" He uttered these syllables with difficulty. Although he was still alive in the world, his heart had fallen into the abyss.

This kind of overwhelming momentum, the Lord of Demons from Heaven and Tai Sui God on Earth, could make this person tremble from the bottom of his heart just by standing there.

Monk Qinghai kept backing away until he fell, while his disciple had already buried his head in the grass like an ostrich, holding his head.

This monk’s cultivation was too shallow, and he was frightened and unable to move just by facing the aura.

Hades Shura strode forward, glanced at Harumi who was lying on the ground, said nothing, and walked straight to Kikyo. He stretched out his strong and powerful hands, easily tore the physical Azure Dragon into pieces, and freed Kikyo.

"Kikyo, you look so miserable." The Asura of the Underworld said condescendingly.