[Psychic] Millennium

〖Humanity's lies have penetrated into the bone marrow over time, but her soul has never deceived him. 〗

Asakura picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

The steaming heat overflowed his eyes, and he looked out of the window, his pure black eyes flickered slightly, seeming gentle and deep.

The black shadow flashed across the courtyard, he smiled inexplicably, his expression was gentle and indifferent, the dangerous golden red flame exploded in the rain, neither light nor heavy, only the heavy murderous intent knocked the black shadow Instantly crushed and burned cleanly.

All this happened so quickly, only a dozen or so shattered spells floated down from the air.

And the talisman was quickly burned up in the flames, not even a little ashes fell on the courtyard.

"It's really annoying." Asakura said in a low voice, whether it was disdain or arrogance that could not be said in a cold tone.

"Shadow...?" A sleepy voice came from beside him.

Ma Canghao stretched out a hand towards his side, and soon, a head fell on his palm.

"Are you awake?" he said with a smile.

"Hungry..." Ling Li curled up on the sofa and rubbed twice before saying vaguely.

"Oh, I woke up from hunger." Asakang raised her eyebrows calmly, and slightly scratched her chin with her fingertips, as if teasing a sleepy cat, "Have you not slept for a few days?" She Just leaning against him and standing at the door like that, he fell asleep, just like the spirit body who closed his eyes anytime and anywhere and couldn't wake up at once eight years ago.

Ling Li stretched out her hand to wrap around Ma Canghao's waist, and yawned vaguely, "I don't know."

Ma Canghao let her half of her crawl on him, drank tea unhurriedly, and said in a very light tone, "It took me three days to sleep, do you think I can't hear you, you want me to remind you?" How many days have you slept?"

"..." Lingli crawled for a long time but only rested her head on his lap.

Hearing Ma Canghao's words, she pursed her lips unhappily, "Listen to what I'm thinking again."

Ma Canghao didn't care, he tilted his head, and seemed to notice something, "When did you hear it?"

"..." Ling Li didn't seem to know what he was talking about, her clear eyes softly stared at him with an innocent look on her face.

Ma Canghao stretched out his hand to smooth the hair on the side of her ear, and said in a clear tone, "Before reincarnation, I didn't have this ability, so, is it the power of this body?" The place where you reincarnated is no weaker than the Ma Cang family, so where have you been for the past eight years?"

Ling Li tilted her head and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "All over the world."

"..." Ma Canghao stared at her, and finally put down the teacup, "Didn't you say you were hungry? Hurry up and cook."

"No." Ling Li puffed up her face, like a bulging bun.

"Then what to eat?" Ma Canghao raised his eyebrows, and he tapped her bulging cheeks, "Even if you look like a steamed stuffed bun now, it's not a food you can eat. I haven't seen you in eight years." How much taller have you grown?" He squinted at her small body, she was thin and thin, her arms and legs were as thin as eight years ago, such a frail body seemed to be suffering from a serious illness, and her pale complexion and the blackness of her eyes were all the same. It made her look even weaker.

Even her sleep didn't make her feel better.

Ma Canghao just patted her on the head lightly, with a smile still on the corner of his lips, his expression thoughtful.

"Do you think you are a man-eating beast?" Ling Li interrupted his thoughts.

"Have you met?" Ma Canghao asked back.

"The number of encounters in Tokyo is especially large." Ling Li said obediently.

"It's just a subhuman species that is different from ordinary humans and preys on humans. It's not a beast, and it's not right to say that a man-eating beast is a beast." Asakang Hao said calmly, holding his chin, "Just like the unique physique of a psychic, Their body composition is probably different from ordinary people, and just as psychics generate spiritual power, that is, witch power, in their unique physique through resonance with the soul, different parts of their bodies can also produce their power."

Ling Li listened to him carefully, without interjecting.

"To be careful, the classification of demons and ghosts is more suitable for them. After all, the power of monsters is more similar to their abilities, which belong to the power of the body." Ma Canghao bent his eyes and knew these things very well, "And the psychic's The power comes from the communication between the soul and nature, and it participates in the power of other spirits, and it is realized through a medium. I think you have enough understanding in the past few years of practice."

"Super spirit body." Ling Li raised a finger.

Soon she tilted her head and asked, "Just like a vampire?"

"Well," Asakang Hao seems to be thinking about this problem, "vampires feed on human blood, and they feed on human flesh, which is true in a sense. The food chain is single, and in a sense it is a fatal wound to survival, but because The human population is too large, and they don't have to worry about food shortage for the time being; but at the same time, the huge number of human beings is also a threat to their survival." The corners of his lips curled up, "The combat power is not weak, but compared to the historical Well-documented vampires, they're more subtle."

Speaking of this, Asakura seems to have thought of something, with a pensive expression on his face.

"Speaking of which, the special physique of psychics is hard for them to swallow." Ling Li moved his head and muttered softly, "But they will still prey on psychics."

"..." Ma Canghao lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"..." Ling Li blinked, his eyes full of innocence.

Ma Canghao covered her eyes with his hands, and said softly, "It's been eight years."

Ling Li didn't move.

Asakura narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

A gentle and strong killing intent permeated his body, pointing at Lingli like a sharp knife, but his face was always as warm as jade, and his black eyes shone like stars.

Ling Li still didn't move.

"Li." Ma Canghao called softly.

"I'm here." Ling Li blinked his covered eyes, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if the wings of a butterfly were shaking slightly.

This tactility is not noticeable in the hand.

But Ma Canghao laughed, his brows and eyes were gentle.

What will happen in eight years?

What would the eight-year gap change?

Probably, this is something that even he doesn't know, just like the 1000-year gap, he doesn't know whether she is the same person as the person from a thousand years ago, let alone...

The people she met, the things she experienced, what she thought... People change because of encounters.

There is no one in the world who will not change. She is no longer the glass whose everything only revolves around him, and he is not the past self.

Ma Canghao lowered his head, approached her eyes that were pressed by the palm, and stuck to the back of her hand as if kissing.

The sound of the rain outside the window seemed to be particularly loud at this moment.

"Welcome back." He said softly, soft and nice, but the corners of his lips seemed to be malicious, "Also, your heartbeat is so loud that it almost burst my eardrum."

Lingli looked like a kettle that had exploded, her blush spread from the tips of her ears to her neck, and she was so frank that it made people laugh secretly.

But even so, she let him cover her eyes motionless.

what changed...

The only thing that remains the same is that the beating heart and the soul in this body still only belong to him.

So quiet, so trusting, so dependent.

She has always been only him.

The heart does not lie, and neither does the soul.

"I'm hungry, Li, don't you really want to cook?" Ma Canghao let go of his hand, and leaned on the sofa and said with a smile.

"..." Ling Li blinked and considered for a second.

"Is it because you don't eat well that you can't grow tall." Ma Canghao teased her.

"...You didn't eat well! Obviously you look much worse than me." Ling Li seemed to have been poked in a sore foot suddenly, and poked his thin body with her fingers, and then she really noticed Seeing this question, she frowned unhappily, "The height and weight don't seem right." She jumped up quickly, squatted in front of Ma Canghao, touched his arms and pinched his waist, his muscles were perfectly formed , but incredibly thin.

Ling Li suddenly noticed something, and shook his waist with both hands, "Ying, what are you—" She raised her head seriously, "Small waist?!"

"..." Ma Cang had a good look on his face.

His two hands patted her face lightly, holding her face.The smile on Ma Canghao's lips was gentle and gentle, as charming as gentle jade, "What are you talking about?"

"Ying's weight is only 38 kilograms, and his height is 1.6 meters five." Ling Li said precisely, "Hey, is Ying's blood type A? I'm AB."

Ma Canghao's brows moved slightly, "Your possesses spirit."

He tapped the back of the other hand with his own hand, and water-blue luster jumped out from his fingertips, only the size of a grain of rice. Body.

"Oh, that's a nice spirit holder."

Ma Canghao watched the thing as big as a rice grain stick into Lingli's skin and then disappeared.

"Witch power has also grown."

Ling Li blinked, "Ah." She said in a low voice, and beat her palms.

"I forgot about Xingyu and Xinglian." She said innocently with her face raised.

Ma Canghao stared at Lingli for a while, "Your holding spirit, and...?"

"Yeah." Ling Li nodded with a smile.

"..." Ma Cang seemed a little helpless, but the corners of his lips were raised, "You know?"

"Yeah." Ling Li nodded again.

Ma Canghao thought about it for a while, "It's up to you." He said like a riddle, and pulled her up, "Let's go, go and get your holding spirit back, just as the rain stopped." He looked Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, night is about to fall, "It's not so easy to find a temporary one, the stars are coming."

"I'm hungry." Ling Li said innocently.

"You don't want to cook." Ma Canghao led her out.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Ling Li dragged his hand and refused to leave, "It's time to eat, I'm hungry."

Asakura turned his head and thought for a while, "Curry rice."

"..." Ling Li stared at Ma Canghao with a tangled face, as if to say that you are not joking with me.

Asakura nodded affirmatively.

Half an hour later, the two appeared in a large supermarket chain in Tokyo.

Ma Canghao picked up an apple that was dropped by a running child, and put it back on the shelf without changing his expression.

"I thought you were going to buy curry." He said to Lingli who was comparing two onions.

"I want it." Ling Li said without looking up, put the onions in the basket, and started picking potatoes again, "I still need to buy rice, chicken, and seasonings..." She thought for a while before turning her head, "I still have to There is a pot."

"..." Ma Canghao looked at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Pot?"

It has been eight years, many things have to be replaced, and there is no food at home.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, she is always unwilling to conjure up a piece of curry rice out of thin air.

"So, the Japanese currency in your pocket is the reason why you sleep every three days?" Asakura watched Lingli put the potatoes and carrots into the basket before slowly asking.

"..." Ling Li narrowed her eyes slightly, and walked to him with a shopping basket, "So, these years—how did you spend your days without money?"

"You didn't have any money when you took care of me before." Ma Canghao said.

"..." Ling Li was speechless.

So at that time, she had been stealing a lot of things nearby with the help of her spirit body. For this reason, she gave precious gifts to every family that she disturbed after eight years.

"So the noble future Wang Macang is actually a thief?" Ling Li asked with a smile.

"What do you think?" Ma Canghao crossed his arms and asked back.

"I don't believe it." Ling Li looked at the fruit shelf for a while, and replied angrily.

Among his partners, there must be someone who can solve the money problem. Compared with her running around for the financial deficit these years, it is not too easy.

"Apple or orange?" Ling Li raised one in each hand.

Ma Canghao's eyes fell on the basket she raised together, as if he was thinking about something.

"No." Ling Li hid the basket behind her back, and saw Ma Cang's good intentions at a glance, "Using super spirits will cause riots. There are too many people in the supermarket, and I still have a lot of things to buy." The crowd took a few glances at the two talking together, a little taken aback by their age, but quickly went shopping for their own things.

"Apple." Asakura finally said.

Ling Li bent her eyes, put oranges and apples in, and put bananas, strawberries, cherries in a row...

"..." Ma Canghao squinted at her, but didn't say anything, turned around and walked to the other side of the shelf.

His eyes fell on the cartons of milk on the shelf, as if examining them.

"The recent fruit is still very expensive." Ling Li gestured at the price tag on the fruit shelf.

"That guy Long hasn't woken up yet, Anna's temper has grown a lot."

"Because I haven't had a well-cooked dinner recently, Anna is used to eating dragon-cooked meals."

"Compared to the luxurious feast made by the dragon, what we cook is really not very good."

"I also feel very sorry that I couldn't eat the dinner made by Long."

"It was such a pain to have to do it 25 times each time to make her happy."

"yes……"

Voices of conversation came from around the corner of the shelf.

Ling Li was startled, tilted her head, and stared at the other side of the shelf.A boy in a shirt and slacks in clogs and a short boy slowly turned the corner.

"Li." Ma Canghao held a kind of milk in each of his left and right hands, "Do you want—?"

His gaze fell on the smiling, scattershot young man. The dark eyes were deep and terrifying, making it difficult to recognize.

The two teenagers walking together stopped, and slightly opened their eyes wide.

The author has something to say: =-=Yesterday I found out that my mathematics is not even at the elementary school level

_(:з」∠)_Thank you for not complaining about my confusing chapter

_(:з」∠)_ By the way, guess if you have any money in your pocket 【Hello】

_(:з」∠)_ In other words, I think a good adult who goes to the supermarket at home thinks it’s cute

By the way, I suddenly found out today that I wrote Emma wrongly in the title of my volume!