Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

The core of the world in her hand was still pulsating, but the time and space outside were peeling off layer by layer like a broken mirror.

The continental plates squeezed each other, new mountain ranges rose from the ground in the collision, and were swallowed up by huge waves in the next second.

Even the smallest laws are collapsing - flames no longer burn, water flows upstream, gravity becomes stronger and weaker, and the physical laws of the entire world are in complete chaos.

"These True Ancestors cannot be wasted. Leave it to Douya to arrange for them."

Recalling the devouring power of King Douya, Zi gently fiddled with the line of boundary. The fate of those True Ancestors who left the world and headed for the Eastern Universe, as well as their subordinates and relatives, began to shift in another direction.

Zi looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, chuckled, and returned to the main world, the Gap.

After giving a few instructions to Yakumo Ran who was walking towards him, he began to refine the Heart of the World.

Chapter 180 Bad Brother

The bitter north wind whistled past, blowing up snow all over the sky.

The mountains, rivers and plains were gradually covered with silver, and the branches of the lush green pines and cypresses were bent by the accumulation of snow.

Goose-feather-like snowflakes fluttered down, covering the entire western country in a quiet pure white.

The distant mountains are dark blue, the nearby water is frozen, and even the once bustling city appears particularly peaceful under this silver-covered world.

The cold wind blew through the dead branches, making a slight whimper.

Occasionally, a few shallow footprints can be seen on the snow, but they are soon buried by new snow, as if no one has ever passed by.

The flying ships coming and going roared through the white clouds.

As the four seasons rotate and autumn turns to winter, the entire royal court and the world have become very different.

In the streets of Senluo City, the cold wind blew up the fine snow, but it couldn't drown out the clear cries of children hawking their wares.

"Extra number! Extra number!"

"Big news from the royal court!"

A dozen or so half-demon children, their faces red from the cold, were running briskly on the cobblestone road with a stack of newly printed newspapers in their arms.

Their voices penetrated the cold air and echoed in the street corners and alleys.

Passersby just glanced at it, then looked away and continued on their way.

Humans are, after all, extremely adaptable creatures.

In just a few months, they had become accustomed to living in the same city with monsters and half-monsters.

After all, these foreign races neither eat people nor levy heavy taxes, nor treat them as slaves.

Compared with some of the arrogant "peers", it is more reassuring.

An old lady wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket poked her head out of a small shop on the street, holding a few copper coins in her hand.

"Little brat, give me a newspaper!"

She waved to the three half-demon children, her voice hoarse but gentle.

The leading half-demon boy's eyes lit up, and he ran over in two steps, swiftly pulling out a newspaper and handing it over.

"Grandma, the latest issue of Wenwen News is only two cents!"

The old lady squinted her eyes and took the newspaper, and the copper coins fell into the boy's palm with a clink.

"Grandma can't read, so she can only look at the pictures above. What did you write on it for Nian Nian?"

"okay!"

The boy with fish scales on both sides of his cheeks looked at the old lady opening the newspaper and said with a smile.

On the front page of the newspaper in the grandmother's hand was a striking headline:

"All immigrants from Kyushu have settled in the royal capital, and the new policy resettlement work has been successfully completed."

Next to the large characters, there is a close-up of a large warship, and below it is a vivid, cartoon version of a girl named Ya Tengu, with the words "Taipuqing" written behind her.

"That's a million people, and they've all settled down like this?" The old woman smacked her lips as she listened to the boy's story. "Now the royal court is going to be even more lively."

In the newspaper-selling line, a girl said with a smile, her clear voice floating in the wind and snow, "There will be a Kyushu special in the next issue! Grandma, remember to come back and buy it!"

The wind at the street corner blew up a few dead leaves, which flew past her feet.

The half-demon children had already run away, and the crisp hawking sounds gradually dissipated at the end of the long street.

The winter in Senluo City adds a different kind of vitality than in previous years.

The half-demon children, whose physical strength far exceeded that of ordinary people, quickly ran around the city.

After finishing the last street, everyone settled their wages at the Taipuqing post station.

A half-demon girl wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and took out today's wages from her pocket.

A few copper coins jingled in her palms. She licked her lips, turned around and ran towards the familiar preserves shop.

"Boss, give me some honey fruit!"

The sweet aroma was particularly tempting in the cold wind. She held the candy wrapped in oil paper, resisted the urge to take a bite, and quickened her pace to run towards home.

"Mom, I'm back!"

The wooden door creaked as it was hit, and the cold wind carrying snow particles took the opportunity to sneak into the warm little house.

There were still unmelted snowflakes hanging on the ends of the girl's hair, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold, but she couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.

She stood on tiptoe and lifted the honey fruit wrapped in oil paper high up.

The amber-colored sugar coating glowed with a honey-colored luster under the reflection of the charcoal fire, and the sweet fragrance immediately filled the house.

"I bought it with today's wages." The girl's voice was as clear as a bell. She carefully peeled off the oil paper. "The first bite is for mother to taste."

The woman who moved from the Half-Demon Village on Penglai Island put down her needlework, and the smile in her eyes was warmer than a charcoal basin.

She took her daughter's red, frozen little hand, blew on it, and gently bit a corner of the candy under the child's expectant gaze.

"It's so sweet."

She stroked her daughter's snow-covered hair and asked, "Shall we share the rest?"

"Ok!"

The wind and snow were still falling outside, and frost was gradually forming on the window frames.

The sweet aroma of honey in the house, mixed with the warmth of the charcoal fire, drifted outside along with the silver bell-like laughter.

Akasha, carrying something, stood in front of the gate of the "House of Harmony", and the white air she exhaled dissipated in the winter sun.

In this courtyard, which was converted from the residence of a convicted nobleman, the snow on the eaves fluttered down in the cold wind.

She pushed open the carved wooden door, and the familiar sound of reading came to her face.

In the classroom in the front yard, more than 20 children were reciting poems with their heads shaking.

The human and monster children sat side by side, while Hong, standing on the podium, wrapped in a thick woolen coat, her plump and tall figure cast a warm silhouette in the morning light.

The ruler in her hand tapped the blackboard lightly, and her voice of reading aloud was particularly loud.

Akasha shook off the snow on her cloak and walked along the bluestone path towards the courtyard.

The crisp sound of boot soles rolling over the thin frost startled a sparrow dozing under the eaves.

"Miko Zouko, I'm here."

Zouzi, who was organizing the lesson plan, looked up when he heard the voice.

The peaceful life has washed away the sharpness between her brows, but added a touch of gentle glow to her clear eyes.

She put down the brush in her hand, and her red and white sleeves brushed across the table.

"Teacher Akasha."

Zouzi bowed slightly, the silver jewelry in her hair making a crisp clinking sound. "I'm sorry to bother you with the children's music class again."

The harp in Akasha's arms shone with a warm luster in the sunlight. "Spending time with these children is what I look forward to most every morning."

The wind chimes under the eaves swayed gently, blending their conversation into the children's clear reading sounds.

Zouzi watched Akasha turn around and head towards the classroom, and began to think.

This stunning pink-haired beauty came to Senluo, a land that had just been downgraded from a country to a city, in late autumn. Not only was her origin mysterious, but her strength was also unfathomable.

In order to avoid causing conflict, Zouzi accepted the other party and became a teacher at the "Harmony House". Several months passed between them.

(I wonder why such a person is here. Could it be related to the Mountain Tooth City?)

Zouzi was thinking in her heart, but when she saw the happy smiles of Akasha and the children, all the thoughts were thrown out of her mind.

As long as the children are happy and the harmonious society between humans and monsters can continue normally, it is not a bad thing to have more mysterious characters.

"Tsuiko has also been here recently. Judging from her telepathy, this Akasha is probably not a bad person."

"With Hong Zai, who is able to predict the future, everything is moving in the right direction."

Zouzi, who did not rely on the kindness of others for her life, started to mobilize people shortly after arriving in Akasha.

She still remembered the scene when Cuizi met Akasha. The expression on her chief witch's face was indescribably strange and angry, but there was no murderous intent.

Cuizi didn't stay for long before leaving in a hurry, as if she was going to seek revenge on someone, while Akasha remained calm in Senluo City.

"If it's none of my business, don't think too much about it. I still have things to do next."

Zouzi shook his head, picked up the document on the desk, and began to read it with a frown.

As more and more monsters moved into Senluo City, the nobles who once bullied the people were cleared out in droves like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

The several heads hanging at the city gate had long since dried up in the cold wind and turned into warning specimens.

——The method of killing a chicken to scare the monkey has always been the trick that the former third elder of the dog tribe, now Lady Zi Yan, who is one of the celestial beings, is best at.

Zouzi seemed to see the purple figure standing on the execution ground again, the blood dripping from the blade, and the gorgeous red plum blossoms blooming on the snow.

Even Gao Ling, one of the three leaders appointed by Dou Ya, had his entire family executed, leaving behind this spacious courtyard.

"With a big stick and a sweet date, the next thing will be much easier."

Zouzi collected his thoughts, dipped the brush in ink, and wrote neat comments on the document.

The sound of reading outside the window is still loud, and the transformation of this city is continuing to advance in the bloodiest yet most effective way.