Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

Chapter 140 Will of Fire, Jinyiwei

"Lord Douya."

In the small town at the center of the plantation, a dog demon with a cane saluted respectfully.

The stump of his right leg was carefully bandaged, but his back remained straight as a pine tree.

This is a veteran who once fought bloody battles in the Shura Field and now rules this idyllic town with thousands of households.

Most of the managers of the entire plantation are like this, and the rest are little monsters with gentler personalities who do not belong to the dog clan.

The gentleness of human women is like a powerful lubricant, which effectively softens the somewhat impatient character of the dog veteran.

It is common to see the dog demon manager who is missing limbs and hides his angry expression when his human wife gently reminds him.

The little monsters are also under the protection of the dog tribe, and may be reproducing with their own tribe or humans.

The ratio of men to women has been adjusted with great pride by Dou Ya, so as long as a man is a man, he hardly has to worry about not finding a wife.

Even those who are dull and honest will be given wives by the village chief or town mayor and start to settle down and live happily on the plantation.

As the sun sets, the smoke from the newly built huts rises in pairs.

As for things like "agreeing before ≠ agreeing now", as long as Douya is still alive, this kind of mess will not happen.

This is a rebellion, all of you are dead!

He wants to be a philosopher king!

"Everyone sits and talks."

Douya leaned against the railing of the bamboo pavilion and took the melon handed to him by the little half-demonic demon.

The child had furry dog ​​ears and his tail wagged happily when he was serving the fruit plate. His face, which had not yet grown up, was 70% similar to the seated veteran mayor.

After putting down the fruit plate, the little dog demon ran away, leaving the pavilion quiet.

"Black Fang, mobilize five hundred families from all over the place. Twenty dog ​​tribe leaders and Elder Zi Yan will lead the team."

Dou Ya took a bite of the juicy melon flesh, and the juice dripped through his fingers onto the bluestone slab. "Pick some skilled ones among them—craftsmen who can build water wheels, fruit farmers who know how to graft, and preferably a few midwives who can deliver babies."

"Go to the Kingdom of Senluo and open up a new world for our dog tribe."

Old Heiya's broken right ear moved, and a knowing smile appeared on his scarred face. "Don't worry, my lord. There are a few kappa families here. Their ability to dig canals is very good..."

Before he could finish, the sound of children playing suddenly came from outside the pavilion.

Douya looked at the cross-species half-demon children playing with Mei, his narrowed golden eyes reflecting the warm light of the red sun.

"I won't worry about personnel matters. You are more familiar with this area than I am."

"The plantation is now on the right track," Douya said to Heiya, "but now that the rules have been established, we still have to cultivate people's hearts. This is a long-term task."

His eyes swept over the mixed-family families working by the irrigation canal in the distance. "You should visit more villages and towns, listen to their complaints, and see their difficulties—especially those who have recently moved here."

Black Tooth nodded solemnly, his rough palm covering the wooden prosthetic leg, and said respectfully, "I will set off tomorrow, and it happens to be the newly reclaimed slope of the sixth East Village..."

Before he could finish his words, a gorgeous rain of flowers suddenly exploded outside the pavilion - the magical power flowing from Mei's fingertips transformed into colorful hibiscus flowers, blooming above the children's heads.

A little rabbit demon jumped to catch the falling petals, but was knocked into a ball by his companions, making a silver bell-like laugh.

Douya saw the embarrassment on Heiya's face, and his ears trembled with joy. "Back then, everyone fought against the ocelots, wasn't it just for the carefree laughter of the children?"

He reached out and patted the veteran's shoulder. "Report the rest of the work to Mei. She will be in charge of this area from now on."

Black Fang's eyes widened slightly, and before he could speak, Dou Ya said with a smile, "Don't look down on Mei because she's young. Bully her like you would bully others."

The smiling words were like thunder exploding in his ears. Heiya's pupils contracted, his Adam's apple rolled, and cold sweat trickled down his scar.

"My Lord, how dare Black Fang..."

He subconsciously wanted to kneel down and apologize, but Douya's slender and powerful palm held his elbow - the seemingly casual action made the old dog demon unable to move as if he was nailed to the spot.

"The kids are still there, sit back down."

Douya's voice was so soft that it sounded like a casual chat, but Heiya felt even more panicked. He trembled with fear and half-pressed his butt against the stool.

"Humans and monsters are actually the same."

Douya picked up the fruit and ate it while saying, "A heart will constantly change with the passage of time, changes in identity, and changes in environment."

"There are very few strong people who can achieve the unity of knowledge and action. Most are mediocre and vulgar, saying one thing in front of others and another behind their backs."

“And it’s not a big deal.”

Douya considers himself a mediocre person and sometimes a double standard dog.

Therefore, he can break some rules, but the rules he sets will never be allowed to be broken!

"No matter what you think in your heart, as long as you don't act it out, it's still good."

Douya's gaze fell on Heiya, and his fixed look almost overwhelmed this mid-level commander who had survived hundreds of battles, shed blood for the dog tribe, and made great contributions.

"Black Fang, I only give you one chance. There will be no next time."

The old dog demon's broken ears drooped completely, and its tail was tucked tightly between its legs. "Your subordinate... Your subordinate understands."

Mei's laughter drifted in the wind. Children were playing hopscotch with dewdrops condensed by magic power. Black Fang, who had escaped the disaster, suddenly realized that his master had given him enough respect.

"It is important for a person to know himself. Now, get back to work, Mayor Blackfang."

Like Meng Dahe's Black Fang, he staggered away. Dou Ya stared at his back, and a faint light appeared in his broken golden eyes. Through Black Fang, he saw the dirty things happening in the plantation.

At the beginning, Black Fang was undoubtedly a simple and honest warrior, but as his status rose, he began to be surrounded by all kinds of people.

Some flattering words and some insignificant gifts made this honest dog demon lose his way.

If Heiya hadn't remembered the rules set by Douya and continued to promote the development of the plantation, he would have been killed today.

(The ability is good, but the consumption is a bit high.)

The light in Douya's eyes faded, and a trace of fatigue emerged in his spirit.

After revising the improved version of Inner Alchemy and Bedroom Therapy with Ling Yue.

His Senluo demonic power not only gained his wife's power to control the realm of Taiyin, but also the power of telepathy, which was further sublimated in a way that Douya himself could not understand.

Before, he could see the destiny of good and evil and identify spies at a glance.

Now it’s so exaggerated that one can see the other person’s most impressive past memories through the individual!

As long as Douya is patient enough, he can even watch the other person's entire life without any problem.

Is this cheating? This is not the case!

Douya was feeling proud and glanced at Mei who was still playing - she was simple and kind.

However, Mei is a high-level monster, and the mental consumption of her mind-eye is far greater than that of Black Fang, and it is even greater for big monsters.

(This ability should be closely related to Ling Yue. Taiyin's realm power covers a wide range? Is it like Yakumo Yukari's ability to control realms?)

Thinking of Ling Yue's breakthrough into the great demon and her sudden change of expression at the wedding, Dou Ya became thoughtful.

(I'll ask about this when I get back. Now is the time to think about another issue.)

After the leopard cat fell, the dog tribe grew larger and larger, and its status also rose, but people's hearts became more and more complicated.

Douya believes that Heiya's situation is definitely not an isolated case.

But he simply didn't have the time to check on them one by one, so he could only ensure the loyalty and ability of the personnel in key positions.

The huge middle and lower class groups require other means to check and balance them.

At this moment, two major organizations came to his mind - one was the Will of Fire, and the other was the Embroidered Uniform Guard!

The former is transformed ideologically, while the latter is erased physically.

It suits the local atmosphere quite well.

(These two things need to be done slowly, to select the right seedlings to form the backbone.)

While Douya was lost in thought, Mei came running over, jumping and skipping.

Her footsteps were as light as a deer in the woods. She was holding a pair of freshly picked wild flowers in her arms, with a few petals still on the ends of her hair. It was obvious that she had just escaped from the children's play.

She tilted her head, her amber eyes reflecting Douya's pensive profile.

Then she smiled and raised the object in her hand high - it was a wreath woven with daisies, dandelions and wild roses.

The stems and leaves still have fresh juice, and they have a moist luster in the sunlight.

"Master Douya, this is a gift from everyone!" She stood on tiptoe, her voice as clear as a stream. "They didn't dare to come, so I was the representative."

The wreath was a little crooked, obviously made by children's clumsy but sincere hands.

Douya lowered his eyes and found that there were small tooth marks on the petals of several small flowers - it must be that some naughty little dog demon couldn't help but take a bite while weaving.

(Pure heart...)

He thought of the "Will of Fire" he had just planned. At this moment, this simple wreath was closer to the essence of the path he wanted to practice than any lofty words.

"Thank them for me."

Douya looked up at the children who were peeking not far away, and a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Under Mei's expectant gaze, he bent down and let Mei put the wreath on his head. The dog ears shook slightly when they passed through the leaves, causing the girl to giggle.

The golden dandelion fluff was floating around, and a few strands of it stuck to the tips of his silver hair.

Mei clapped her hands and took two steps back, her eyes curved into crescents. "It's just as the children said! With the wreath on, Lord Douya looks like..."

"like what?"

"Like, like the harvest god wearing a flower crown in human stories!" She said with a blushing face, turned around and was about to run away, but Douya hooked his finger on the back of her collar.

He wore that ridiculous, crooked wreath, but the corners of his mouth raised a gentle arc, "Tell those little guys to send them some honey tomorrow."

After Mei returned happily, the group of children burst into cheers again.

It was not until noon that Douya, who had finished lunch with Mei, came to a specially reserved open space with a satisfied girl.

She followed behind Douya, curiously looking at the specially marked open space—

The newly turned soil exuded a moist scent and was surrounded by bamboo fences, obviously having been carefully prepared.

"This land is yours."

Douya's voice was low and gentle, but it made Mei's eyes widen.