The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

Lin Ye waved his arms, he was fine now, nodded, his eyes fell on the relatively new face.

"Hello, Miyachiyo." Miyachiyo said politely.

Chiyo is of the same generation as Kitsaigong, Reizenbo and others, but compared to the first two, she looks more girlish, both in name and expression.

"Hello, Lin Ye." Lin Ye said politely.

Hu Zhaigong held a wooden box in his hand, which emitted a faint smell of blood.

Seeing that Lin Ye was not trying to be brave and his body had recovered as before, Hu Zhaigong said.

"Let's go."

Lin Ye nodded, picked up the [Frost] hanging on the wall, and walked with the Fox Ghost Tengu.

As night fell, the shogunate's patrolmen drove passers-by back home. The streets were empty, and the street lamps on both sides were quietly burning with oil wicks, but it made people feel desolate.

"Your Highness's aura is too strong, and it is inconvenient for him to act with us." Hu Zhaigong explained to Lin Ye who was wondering why Lei Dianying did not take action.

In order to lure out the incarnation of Black Amii, Kitsusaigumi walked alone in Inazuma Castle, holding a box containing Wakahuo's flesh and blood, and chanting some sacrificial words in a ethereal and floating voice.

Before she knew it, Kitsuneya had walked to a remote place in Inazuma Castle. Kitsuneya held a wooden box in one hand and a lamp in the other. The lights on the street cast her shadow on the pale wall. A gust of wind blew, and the shadow swayed.

The lights suddenly went out.

Kitsusaigong heard footsteps coming from behind.

Without panicking, Hu Zhaigong blew on the lantern, and the white fox fire reignited the wick. She turned around and shone the light, but did not find anyone.

The night is getting darker, and the wind is howling for some reason tonight.

As Hu Zhaigong walked aimlessly, she felt a stinging chill on her exposed skin. It was not the cold wind, but some kind of resentful gaze, and her body instinctively responded with a warning.

Hu Zhaigong stopped and opened the wooden box. The red flesh was still squirming like a living thing. She took out the commemorative mirror as a pair of glasses and looked around.

Time passes minute by minute.

The squirming flesh and blood gradually withered.

At this time, Kitsusai Palace frowned. The incarnation of Hei Ami still had not appeared, but Ruohu's breath had been swallowed up by an unknown existence.

Ling Shanfang, hiding in the dark, whispered to Chiyo.

"Why hasn't he come out yet? Could it be that the intelligence is wrong?"

Chiyo didn't say anything. She looked at the lonely Kitsusai Palace with some concern.

Kitsusaigumi is a great monster, and her strength is among the best among the demon followers...

"Has it failed?" thought Hu Zhaigong.

In this case, today...

But today, she fell into the gutter.

A hand suddenly grabbed Huzaimiya's neck, catching her off guard.

Hu Zaigong's toes left the ground, her face looked grim, and there was still nothing in front of her.

Where is the incarnation of Hei Ami?

When Reizenbo and Chiyo saw Kitsusaigumi in danger, they rushed over.

"Don't... come over here!" Hu Zhaigong spoke with difficulty to stop him.

Her golden eyes gradually turned black, her neck was covered with bright red scratches, her breathing was disordered, and her holy body was being polluted by resentment.

"hateful!"

Ling Shanfang was furious. She wielded Tengu-ryu's sword skills, but she couldn't see the enemy, the enemy was invisible, and she couldn't attack Kitsusai Palace. Ling Shanfang was very angry.

Chiyo tried to get closer to Kitsai Palace, then she was warned in her heart and dodged to the side. Although nothing happened, Chiyo broke out in cold sweat on her forehead and felt palpitations.

Hu Zhaigong's consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred, and a revolving lantern appeared before her eyes. She was unwilling to die so easily.

What on earth is Hei Ami possessed by that he has such strange abilities?

His neck was strangled, he couldn't breathe, his eyes were almost rolling back, he looked so ugly.

Hu Zhaigong laughed at himself.

Suddenly, her neck felt empty and Kitsaigong began to breathe. She fell to the ground and activated the commemorative mirror. The barrier almost instantly covered an area of 500 meters, purifying and exorcising the demons.

Hu Zaigong covered one eye, hiding the black pupil with her hand, and she stared ahead with her other half-lacquer and half-gold eye, where Lin Ye was.

[Zun Xin Constitution]: Easy to encounter spirits, with a high probability of forming relationships with various ghosts and gods, good and bad luck is uncertain, mostly bad luck.

This is a physical condition where good and bad are interdependent. If an ordinary person were to suffer from this physical condition, he would be troubled for his entire life.

Lin Ye relies on Zun Xin's physique to enter the ghost state. Apart from accompanying Hu Tao on night patrols, he suppresses this physique on a daily basis.

Seeing that Ruohu's flesh and blood had no effect and Huzhai Palace was in danger, Lin Ye lifted the suppression.

Then, Lin Ye felt several more gazes around him. Some were the investigations of great monsters hiding in Inazuma Castle, and some were ghosts who died unjustly and were attracted by nature.

The strange things that Chiyo experienced, it was Hayano's turn.

An invisible hand grabbed Lin Ye's neck.

Lin Ye's dark eyes turned into a deep blue, like a pair of sapphires.

Talent: [Looking into the eyes of death].

It takes a lot of energy for Lin Ye to activate these eyes. After all, he copied the talent of Miss Witch, who is the darling of the world. If he wants to get a little bit of the world's favor, how small will the price be?

Even if it is the body of a Yaksha, it cannot be used frequently.

But it can still last for a few minutes.

In Lin Ye's vision, many tentacles appeared blurry, coming out of nowhere, and each tentacle had a fatal point marked.

Lin Ye swung the knife quickly, hitting all the fatal points.

Tentacle collapse.

No longer suppressing Zun Xin's physique, Lin Ye smelled a familiar scent from the tentacles.

That was the mysterious aura felt from that [Meng Po] at the [border] of Liyue!

Lin Ye sensed something and suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand and grabbed the bowl that jumped up and ran away.

The outside of the bowl is as black as ink, but the inside is the color of agate and jadeite, with blue ripples painted inside, foreshadowing the soul's reincarnation.

When Lin Ye touched the bowl, he shuddered and his body felt cold, as if he was on the verge of death.

But Lin Ye did not let go.

The roar of the evil spirit came from the bowl, and the power of resentment like the sea poured into Lin Ye's body from the small bowl.

If it were anyone else, including Kitsusai Palace, they would not be able to bear so much hatred, rage, sorrow and resentment, and would lose themselves in this vast sea of negativity and become evil.

However, Lin Ye kept holding the cup, as if he was wrestling with someone over the cup. His azure eyes turned back to black, but deeper than before, like a bottomless abyss.

"..."

"Compared to falling into the underworld, your hatred is not worthy of my sinking."

With a sudden and powerful pull, Lin Ye completely grasped the strange bowl.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Wailing sounds came from the bowl. After the change of ownership, Hei Ami who lived inside was rejected. He was consumed by resentment and endured torture comparable to the eighteen levels of hell.

Lin Ye covered his forehead and let out a breath. He forcibly snatched the bowl from Hei Ami's hands, which not only consumed his energy, but also made him endure the resentment that invaded his mind.

"Are you okay?" Hu Zhaigong hurried forward and asked with concern.

Lin Ye looked up and saw the bright red scratches on Hu Zhai Gong's neck and the darkness in her eyes. He grabbed Hu Zhai Gong's wrist and said.

"You should be more concerned about yourself than me. Do I look injured?"

The resentment that polluted the Fox Palace was absorbed by Lin Ye.

Kitsusai's eyes returned to their original color, and she looked at Lin Ye in surprise. As a priestess, she often dealt with ghosts and monsters. The young man in front of her gave her an ominous feeling.

This uncertainty, whether it is due to himself or something he has been contaminated with, no matter the former or the latter, he is doomed to a fate full of misfortunes.

Is this Lin Ye's past? Hu Zhai Gong thought to herself, and thinking of this, her gaze towards Lin Ye softened a little.

"What on earth happened?" Chiyo didn't notice this little episode, she asked with lingering fear.

"I want to know too. This fight was so frustrating!" Ling Shanfang cursed.

"Hei Ami's resentment has been eliminated. He possessed this bowl, so he became more terrifying than expected." Lin Ye raised his hand and motioned everyone to look at the bowl.

"What the hell is this thing?" Ling Shanfang came forward, eyes widened, and wanted to reach out to touch it.

Then he shouted as if he was scalded, "Hot! It's so hot!"

Upon seeing this, Chiyo and Kitsune Saigiya also tried to touch it, and except for Lin Ye, they all felt the burning heat as if it was burned by black fire.

Lin Ye looked down at the bowl and guessed that it belonged to the one from Liyue [Border].

Why did Inazuma appear five hundred years ago?

Final stage, some modifications

Chapters 356 to 367, a total of eleven chapters. I spent some time revising them and even changed the original title.

How long did it take?

It was probably from 11 o'clock last night until now. I just finished revising it and didn't sleep all night, maybe seven or eight hours. The lights in the dormitory that were off all lit up automatically at the appointed time.

The third volume concludes with the Human World chapter, which was originally about the process of Lin Ye and Shen He confirming their relationship. It was in a very bad state at the time, which can be seen from the update time. I have been wanting to find a time to revise it.

To be honest, revision is not as efficient as rewriting. Revision needs to be considered in context, and usually a paragraph is revised repeatedly.

If I were to rewrite it, it would be difficult to rewrite a story that has already been written and uploaded, so the general content remains unchanged, but some content has been changed.

Delete some and modify some, and add a few thousand words overall, probably.

I can't write a very sweet love novel. After the third volume, Shen He's role is not as much as before, which makes me feel guilty. The third volume is also poorly written, which makes me feel even more guilty. Yesterday, I had an impulse and persisted to this point and finished the revisions.

Those who have subscribed do not need to subscribe again. For those who have not subscribed, we will still charge according to the rules of Qidian.com based on the initial number of words. Don't worry, you will definitely make money.

I am quite satisfied with the revision as a whole. Maybe it’s because I stared at the screen for seven or eight hours and my brain was dizzy. I just had a sense of accomplishment when I just finished writing it.

I listened to "Pulling the Silk Thread" all night.

Because this book is a pure love story with only a female protagonist, it has a unique advantage, and that is - marriage!

As for when, the author has a rough idea in mind, but won’t reveal it for now. I hope everyone can see it then.

that's all.

Catch up on some sleep or buy breakfast.

Is a problem.

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Chapter 512: The Pursuer of the Fox Palace

Seven countries, seven cultures, with different myths and legends, but ultimately they share something in common.

For example - death.

There is always a place responsible for settling the souls of the dead, and there is a dominant god there.

In the understanding of the people of Liyue, birth, aging, sickness, death, and then reincarnation, the place where one is reborn is called the [Boundary], and it is said that Wuwang Slope leads to it.

The Mond people did not call the land of reincarnation "the border" but "hell".

However, only those who have done many evil things will go to hell. Pious believers, brave adventurers, good people who do good deeds, etc., after their death, their souls will be taken away by the wind god Barbatos.

The bowl in Lin Ye's hand was not tainted with the breath of death, but it was itself related to death, giving Lin Ye a familiar feeling, which was the breath of Meng Po.

"Lin Ye, aren't you hot?" Ling Shanfang exclaimed as he saw Lin Ye holding the bowl safely and soundly.

Lin Ye shook his head.

"Maybe it's destined for you." Hu Zhaigong said at this time. She looked at Lin Ye and discussed with him, "This bowl is too strange. I want Your Highness to take a look. Is that okay?"

After all, it was Lin Ye who seized the bowl and cup, and he was not a member of the shogunate, so it was not easy for Kitsune to snatch it away and ask him to hand it over.