So Brother Dog went to see Pu Xianweng again after many years.

The forest that has been home to hackberry trees for two thousand years has become deeper and deeper. It has lasted for more than a hundred years, and even monsters are rare here.

The road in the past had long since disappeared and was covered by waist-high weeds, but the two brothers still walked one after another as they did two hundred years ago, with Sesshomaru clearing the way and Enichi holding his velvet tail.

Light and shadow intersect, and the children of the past have reached adulthood. They have all changed, but it seems like nothing has changed.

Deep in the forest, Pu Xianweng slowly opened his eyes: "It's rare to see an old man like me..."

There was a soft pattering sound, which was the sound of fallen leaves being stepped on. The two brothers stood in front of him and asked about things related to the underworld.

"Underworld's waning moon is broken." Pu Xianweng said, "That's a move that King Douya snatched from Death God Ghost. Death God Ghost should still be alive, but I don't know where he is hiding."

Sesshomaru: "Is there something you don't even know about?"

"My root system has not penetrated into the underworld, and I have never fully understood anything related to the underworld." Pu Xianweng said, "But if my roots penetrate into the underworld, it will be swallowed up. As long as I live, I will not be able to fully understand it."

Only death is something that living creatures can never feel. And the underworld symbolizes death.

"That's enough." Sesshomaru said.

As long as he knows that the ghost of death is not dead, he can find him.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he realized that the stupid brother had not put down his down tail. Even during the exchange with Pu Xianweng, he was so bored that he counted the number of dog hairs on the down tail.
Chapter completed!