Crown Master

There is a lot of fun here, and everyone has a harmonious atmosphere where the story has successfully ended the final chapter, but on the other side, it is not too complicated.

After watching Gudazi leave, Fujimaru Tachika, His Royal Highness Lingwang who can be called Gudajun, smiled helplessly, then put away his indulgent expression and glanced at the outside world.

In an instant, the gaze of the supreme god poured down from the clouds, and quickly swept across every inch of the Soul Realm. Many residents of the Soul Realm with powerful spiritual power felt the power of this gaze, and subconsciously showed panic.

It was just a look... Urahara Kisuke couldn't help showing a thoughtful expression.

"As expected of that lord... Once it returns to nature, it will induce various phenomena."

Noticing that the part of the spirit in the maggot's lair is calming down, this is a phenomenon that has never happened in the past two or three hundred years, and the smiles of the future technologists are easily tainted with a hint of exploration, But now is not the time.

Urahara Kisuke is very clear and practical, he can set foot in the realm of the gods anytime, but he can't do it now, because... tsk, the god's faithful watchdog is right behind him, ready to cut off his head with the sword in his hand at any time.

"I'm talking about the first period. The other teams should be very busy. You, the captain of the tenth team, came to the dirty underground to threaten your friends during this period. Should I say I'm flattered?"

The edge of the blade drawn in front of the throat exudes a bone-chilling chill, and following the cold light passing over the blade, one can see that the face of Yiqi holding the blade is cold and solemn, without any wavering from the friend who is holding the blade.

He is so calm and unusual!

"Kisuke, don't make this kind of joke with me. The more dangerous the existence is, the more you should be around." The knife in the first issue calmly retracted, but his expression became more and more indifferent, "Please don't ask me to remind you again and again." You, how bad your curiosity can sometimes be."

Kisuke Urahara wore the uniform of the [-]nd Division team that was easy to move, and scratched his messy straw-like dry yellow short hair, sighing under Yiqi's staring eyes.

"How much do you think about trusting me?"

Yiqi raised the corners of his mouth with a half-hearted smile.

I don't even want to think about how much commotion this thing caused when it was thrown into the maggot's lair. Should I be glad that the world of souls and souls hadn't connected with the present world at that time?

"..." Kisuke secretly glanced at Yiqi's expression from under his nose, feeling helpless in his heart, how much hatred is there?You don’t need to think about it during the return of the Spirit King to know that the world of corpses and souls must be in chaos now, and you, the sharp blade of the Spirit King, did not go to meet your master, or help the central room 46 to deal with the current emergency, but dedicated Running to warn myself... Tsk, cautious guy!

"Okay, okay! I promise I won't take the opportunity to do something."

Deliberately sneaking a few glances at the unmoved expression, Urahara Kisuke opened his hands, promising that he would be honest and do nothing, but the scrutiny eyes fell on his face just after he finished speaking, and he I don't know whether I should feel sorry for my reputation being so low, or lament that the boat of friendship capsizes just as it says it will capsize.

"I said, the first issue..."

Too much.

Yiqi took the opportunity to look away, and said calmly and seriously: "I'm sorry."

Urahara Kisuke choked, and said helplessly, "Hurry up, hurry up, you are the captain of the [-]th squad, and you have much more to do than me, an idler who was sent to the maggot's lair."

"Indeed," the first issue didn't deny it, but when he was about to leave, he looked at Urahara Kisuke, and Kisuke smiled harmlessly, as if he was a useless person with nothing to do. Will not underestimate this seemingly lazy young man, "Kisuke," he whispered, "Aren't you planning to come back?"

Urahara Kisuke paused, and patted his head as if to cover up, but then he gave up when he found that the effect was not great, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an unpredictable arc.

"Not yet."

The first phase was silent, shaking his head in front of him while walking towards the exit of the maggot nest.

If it weren't for his previous friendship with body creation, he doesn't think he would have much involvement with Kisuke Urahara. After all, the logic of scientists is difficult for the public to accept.

However, as mentioned above, in this busy period, there is a reason for Yiqi Yizhen to come here to warn Urahara Kisuke, because from the current point of view, the entire soul world is most likely to have an impact on the return of the soul king. Kisuke Urahara is the only one.

In the world of corpses and souls, which takes the spirit king as their belief, there is such a lunatic without belief, and he can't complain that the first issue pays special attention to his every move. Now that this matter is resolved, he hurried to the central room 46. But it's been a long time since I summoned him!

The glance that Mr. Guda took at that time almost shocked the entire Jingling Court. Most of the seedlings with powerful spiritual power in the soul world felt the return of faith at this time, and unconsciously prepared to meet the matter. Similarly, especially in the country of the dead like the world of corpses and souls, the existence of the spirit king is equivalent to the power of life and death of each of them, and even the supreme power and power.

Therefore, Yiqi Yizhen's status as the Spirit King Saber is unquestionable, and it has not been shaken for hundreds of years.

But those who have the spiritual power to sense the presence of the Soul King not only exist in Jinglingting, but also a small number are distributed in Ruhun Street.

Before Gudazi disappeared, Liuhun Street was only a small place, and it was incomparable with Jinglingting, which was selected as a residence.But thousands of years have passed, even though they have not been connected with the present world, there will still be some souls carefully selected by the rules and escorted in. This is a priority consideration to prevent the function of reincarnation from being completely abandoned.

There were not many people at first, but they couldn't stand the huge changes caused by the length of time.

In other words, the number of souls in Liuhun Street at this time is so huge that Jinglingting, which doesn't accept newcomers very much, is incomparable.

Of course, compared to the gods of death who have been carefully selected, the qualifications of these wandering souls are uneven, and there may not be one lucky person with the spiritual power of the god of death among hundreds of souls, but there is an internal The well-ordered Jingling Court has absolutely incomparable advantages.

Especially now that time series and space are chaotic at the same time, a large number of living dead are pouring into Liuhun Street, which also makes the number of wandering souls expand to a level that a god of death can't control it.

During this period, many souls could not stand the test of life and death and turned into spirit sons in Liuhun Street, and there were also many souls with acceptable qualifications who settled down in Liuhun Street.

Considering that wandering souls generally do not have memories of their lifetime, after these souls settle down in Liuhun Street, they will always find someone who has the same situation around them to form a family.

Moreover, most of these people are children who are not easy to survive, and it is also true that many old people living in Liuhun Street are more willing to adopt them.

Therefore, it is ready to be revealed in which aspect the advantage is superior.

The people are mixed, and Liuhun Street, which is easy to fish in troubled waters, is the place where conspiracies are most likely to be born, so Mr. Guda immediately swept his eyes over the soul world, so as to ensure that there will be no accidents just after taking over the priesthood of the Spirit King.

Then after confirming that there is no part that worries him at present, he withdraws his gaze thoughtfully, and does not continue to entangle. No matter who makes Mr. Guda very busy!

Not long after his line of sight left Wandering Soul Street, those souls who didn't realize it were still living their ordinary daily life, and at most sighed two words that Master Death seems to be coming and going in a hurry recently, is it possible? Something big is about to happen?Speaking of which, there have been quite a few newcomers in Liuhun Street recently?

Regardless of life or death, gossip is always loved by people.

Walking out of a small shop on the street, the young man holding a bag of rice was repeatedly stopped by the boss behind him before he could go far.

"Wait! Wait! Take this!"

The boy turned around suspiciously, and looked at the cloth bag in his hand that was old in design and color, and even a little faded due to frequent cleaning.

"This is?"

The boss said with a good-tempered smile, "This is medicine for coughing. Take it back and give it to your grandma."

Hearing this, the young man showed a grateful smile: "How can you be so embarrassing?"

The boss shook his head: "The life in Liuhun Street is not easy for anyone. Everyone can help as much as they can. Your grandma is not in good health. We were worried about what will happen to her in the future. Fortunately, she recently wanted to adopt you. , Soyousuke, you have to take good care of her, old man..."

After quietly listening to the boss' instructions, Soyousuke raised his expressionless eyes, and responded in a reserved and reserved voice.

"I will."

Not long after walking out with the bag of rice in his arms, Soyousuke stopped suddenly. He glanced at the desolate and inexplicably bustling street scene not far away, and his smile gradually warmed up.

"I actually thought of this method, it seems that I have to think about it in the long run..."

The sound of footsteps echoed again, and the figure slowly walked away...

……

After Yato sent Ebisu back to Takamahara, he ran back to his "hometown" for the first time after awakening his self-awareness.

The small house where he spent his childhood and received education was rotting and moldy in the shadow of memory, but he didn't expect that this house in reality could become so dilapidated?

Kicking open the door, first of all, a musty smell mixed with dust came to the face, Yato couldn't guard against it, and coughed several times on the spot.

"Bastard dad, don't you know how to clean the house? It's only been a few days since you died, and the house is so dirty?"

Whispering and walking into the house, Yato actually didn't need to do this, because the house is really not big, and every layout in the house can be seen clearly from the door, and the area is reasonable in the range of a single room, but he has no choice The main reason for doing this is because of this.

"Hey!"

Vigorously lift off the tatami mats on the ground, another rotten smell filled the nostrils in the room, and a ray of sunlight shone in through the air door on the wall, barely making the room less gloomy, but the light fell so undeadly that it happened to fall under the wooden boards to reveal Come to the "something" above.

The smell of rancidity and decay instantly exploded like a gas bomb, Yato frowned subduedly, not surprised that there was a dead body hidden under the floor in the old house.

Originally, his father who had a bad view was a pervert who would let his son collect the ears and noses of living people. What is a mere corpse under the floor?

But having said that, the atmosphere in the house became more and more eerie, like the beginning of a horror movie, or the beginning of a suspense movie, but who the murderer is, the first person who finds it knows.

Looking at the corpse of the boy who had been lying there for an unknown amount of time, Yato showed a pitiful expression.

"Well, I will help you bury it well, and it is the last thing I can do."

Because of the extra wetness of the forest, the boy's body was half rotted when it was found. The smell and insects made a scene that was unbearable to look at. The blue kimono was covered with moss and mud. Yato had to endure it. All this buried him.

But just when everything was going well, he ran into problems making headstones for corpses, and finally found a solution in kimonos.

"The name is actually written on the clothes." Yato set up a tombstone for him, "He seemed to be a very well-behaved person in his lifetime, Soyousuke." Patted the heavy stone.

After that, the forest became quiet again, and the sunlight shone into the pond behind the house, and the quiet water waves rippled silently.

The author has something to say:

I tell you, I tell you!

Last night I dreamed that I was forced to marry by my mother!It’s hard for you to imagine how stupid I am in my dream, but I actually feel very happy. I don’t know what went wrong halfway through and caused my self-consciousness to return. My mother muttered, her face was livid with anger.

Fuck, am I livid with anger?Ahhhhh! ! !I will never get married in my life! ! !

And _(:з」∠)_There is another chapter tonight, please remember to accept it.

Then after waking up from the dream, I measured the temperature with a thermometer, and it was 38.6. I wanted to wave goodbye on the spot, damn it!