Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Died a natural death.

Perhaps the last life could be called a natural death. It was normal for him to feel too plain, so plain that he could forget it.

He found his own mentality funny.

Is it because the more painful things are, the more impressive they are. On the contrary, some rare peace, with the rebirth of life after life, was diluted by time to only simple pictures.

In the last life, he buried Ding Feng's bones, and then buried Ginkgo's bones, but he didn't remember who collected his bones when his hair gradually turned gray.

Just because, I don't know.

After a person dies, he naturally doesn't know what happens after death.

I don't know what happens after this life, but I'm reborn.

Maybe it shouldn't be called a rebirth, because at this moment, he is only a stone's throw away from death.

Jiang Chen opened his eyes and was not used to seeing the vague shadow again. Gradually, he saw the shadow of a spider web around him. After confirming the authenticity, he knew that he had changed his identity again.

He closed his eyes again involuntarily, facing the darkness, and felt a little more accustomed.

With his eyes closed, his ears became more sensitive. The sword sounds around him became clearer, with the sound of blood splashing.

Many people who regained their sight after being blinded would certainly be greedy and want to put the whole world in their eyes. But he closed his eyes and felt more accustomed. Perhaps it was because he had been blind for too long, so long that he felt strange when he saw the light again. He felt that he was still blind, but it was just a kind of image reproduction caused by his excessive desire to regain his sight. An illusory fantasy.

In fact, this is also a fact with a basis. The impression that a person has of what he has experienced will reappear in front of his eyes under certain specific stimuli. Yuan Suiyun was blind at a young age, and his judgment of the surrounding objects mostly relied on smell and sound, and his concept of color and image was not clear. But Jiang Chen was not a blind person. During the years when he was blind in his previous life, some images would appear in front of him. However, it is not a glorious thing that one would associate with that kind of darkness.

After a while, he said to himself that even if he died again, it might be better not to be a blind man.

At least, he was tired of darkness and blindness.

He moved his hands, but felt nothing. He moved his feet, but felt nothing.

He opened his eyes, looked down at the empty space under his head, and fell into a long silence.

After losing his eyes, this time, this body seemed to have only a head left...

The ancient Xingtian lost his head and survived only on his limbs and torso. If this head had the opportunity to meet Xingtian and discuss with him, it might be able to barely live like a human.

Jiang Chen thought about this meaningless question very calmly, and entertained himself with the misery of this body.

He turned his eyes, and his head moved with the spider web, sweeping to the endless darkness in the distance behind him, and a brilliant starry sky that was gradually closing.

The only thing that can be called light in this darkness.

The crescent moon of the underworld is broken.

Inuyasha, holding Tessaiga, saw Kagome facing the four souls in the underworld from afar, and jumped in without hesitation.

"Kagome!——"

Jiang Chen looked back expressionlessly, looked at the spider web, and then looked at Cuizi and the monsters fighting around him, and began to daydream. His mind habitually replayed the so-called "best" memories of the body owner's life.

When people die, they always think of things that have long been forgotten, and this is not a lie. At least every time Jiang Chen wakes up, the memories of the body are poured in like a "transmission of power".

At first, when he was weak and his mind was fuzzy, he would occasionally empathize with the questioning, hatred or anger. Later, he watched coldly and treated it all as a diversion during the long journey. All as a joke.

The memory of this head appears most often, that is, the girl wearing a shrine maiden's costume and holding a medicine jar in a narrow cave.

There is no doubt that the original name of this head was probably called Renjian Yindao. Or, it should be called Hanyao Naraku.

He felt that he should thank his younger sister who had a wide range of hobbies many years ago, so that he would not be completely ignorant of the situation he was facing now.

Monster.

Half-monster.

Sometimes he killed monsters while being a human. Sometimes he was a monster and killed people. Well... when he was a monster, he killed monsters, and when he was a human, he also killed people...

Looking left and right, his hands were covered with blood.

What do you think he is?

He may be nothing.

Jiang Chen hung in the air for a while, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw the empty space under his neck. Suddenly he realized that his current image was not good-looking, so he put away the spider web, and a piece of spider silk surrounded it, and condensed into a new body.

For monsters, the shape of the body is not a problem. But Jiang Chen never likes to be too sloppy, and he doesn't like to make his situation look too miserable. Whenever he can, he still tends to make himself look like a person.

This may be because he always feels that he is not a person in his subconscious, so he has to make himself look more like a person in appearance...

A normal person.

As if sensing something, he lifted the shirt on his shoulders and turned his head to look back. Seeing the ghost spider mark spreading from his shoulder, he frowned slightly.

The people and monsters who were entangled in the fight over there collectively paused for a moment, finally noticing the abnormality in the spider web, and all looked over here.

Jiang Chen straightened his clothes and looked up to see a group of red-headed, green-headed and yellow-headed insects opposite him, all with a look of seeing a ghost. He smiled lightly out of habit, "Please do as you please, I will not interfere."

Tsuizi stood with her sword horizontally, stepped back slightly, stared at him warily, and thought to herself that it was bad. Now there are so many monsters entangled in the Four Souls Jade, but at this moment, the most difficult one has awakened. She frowned and looked at the place where the Four Souls Spirit was, but she clearly did not hear Kagome make a wish...

Since she didn't make a wish, she wouldn't make a wrong wish. Since she didn't make a wish, why did Naraku, who existed as her nemesis, wake up?

She has been trapped here for a hundred years, so she naturally understands how desperate this endless darkness is. Once there is a slight opportunity to leave, ordinary people will not let it go. In the past hundred years, she has been tired, not simply sealed in the jade of the four souls, tens of thousands of monsters, but in the four souls, this piece of darkness that makes everyone despair.

Others will never be able to imagine that in this darkness, wandering forever, going around in circles, unable to break free from the pain of seeing the light. Cannot rest, cannot put away the sword. Year after year, can only go from one darkness to another, facing endless hideous monsters that want to devour her at all times, and fighting numbly forever.

This is the fate of the witch.

But how long can a person face the darkness? Not to mention under the temptation of the Four Souls Jade who knows the weaknesses of human nature best.

She knows this problem best.

There is a hint of worry in Cuizi's eyes.

Kagome has been alone with the Four Souls Jade for three days.

Her firm heart is indeed surprising.

But...

She doesn't know the horror of the Four Souls Jade...

She came to this era for her own destiny. In her era, she was just a simple, ordinary girl who had never experienced any storms...

How long can she hold on like this?

Should she believe this child?

Even though Kagome has never been baptized as a shrine maiden, I believe that she has an unwavering and kind heart as a shrine maiden.

Jiang Chen stood in place and looked back at the closed underworld. He then cast his eyes on the densely packed group of strange monsters.

The major monster tribes that were targeted:...

They collectively and decisively moved their bodies and took a big step back.

According to the result of the Four Souls Jade following Naraku for these years, this monster is definitely cruel and merciless and does not care about his own tribe. Looking at the monsters in front of him, they can also understand it.

That Kagura, Kanna, Wuliangmaru, Baidouzi, Baiye... one died more miserably than the other...

These people are used to using these monsters as cannon fodder, not to mention this Naraku.

The abyss, this metaphor is really a perfect match for this monster!

All the monsters faced Jiang Chen in unison, ignoring Cuizi on the side, and then took another step back.

Different bodies with the same heart thought at the same time: "This guy eats monsters!!!"

Jiang Chen:...?

He looked at his white clothes and felt that he was very clean, non-threatening, and very friendly.

There was no bloody smell, no straw or mud, it was really clean and tidy.

He rubbed his wrist, raised his eyes and saw a dog monster that came from nowhere. The sword in his hand condensed in an instant, and a sword light slashed over, and the monster was immediately split in two before it could scream.

Seeing this, the monsters with hair stood up, and the hairless ones stood up, and they were horrified.

Even Cui Zi frowned involuntarily.

Cannibalism.

As expected, the nature of monsters!

The tip of the sword in his hand picked up the canine tooth that had not yet dissipated with the owner, and slashed at the opening of the underworld.

As expected, because of the same clan, the closed underworld was broken again.

Jiang Chen stepped over and left this place.

The monsters behind her were about to rush over. At this moment, Kagome, who didn't know where she was, finally made a wish. She wished, "Four Souls Jade, I wish that you will disappear forever!"

The monsters rushed over and stopped. Before they reached the exit, they all turned into brilliant light spots and dissipated.

Tsuiko took back her sword and breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw Naraku still standing at the opened underworld, her heart was lifted again.

He obviously had no body, and even his consciousness was trapped in the Four Souls Jade. Now that the Four Souls Jade was about to disappear, why could he still maintain his figure...

But she no longer had time to think about these questions.

Her mission finally ended forever at the moment when the Four Souls Jade completely disappeared.

Light.

It's really warm...

Only brilliant light can drive away the loneliness of this century of darkness. Let them rest forever.

Jiang Chen stood at the gap in the underworld and saw a young man with silver hair wearing a red fire rat fur coat from afar. In his arms was a girl wearing a school uniform that would appear five hundred years in the future...

I think she is the reincarnation of the priestess Kikyo...

Jiang Chen threw away the sword and bones in his hand, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and blocked the too strong light coming through the gap in the underworld behind him.

Suddenly, he remembered that there was a well here that could lead to a future.

Hiroshitomi Kagome held Inuyasha's sleeve and watched the purple jade shatter and dissipate bit by bit, finally breaking free from the shadow of death.

Finally...

It's over...

The starry sky of the underworld gradually began to dissipate, turning back into the appearance of the Well of Bones.

When Kagome turned around, she saw the end of the endless darkness, in the gap of the underworld, brilliant light fell like fine snow in another realm, and a vague figure walked out of the warm light.

Full of light, just like the angel of goodwill in Western legends...

But why...

It looks a bit like... Naraku?