[Comprehensive Comic] Shenzi Tomie is not doing his job properly

Three years have passed since the Kawakami Tomie incident. Tomie has finally grown to the same height and appearance as he was in this world. He is a handsome young man who is famous in Kyoto. Although his face cannot be seen, he is believed to be a beautiful boy.

After bidding farewell to the great priest Murakami, he left Kibune Shrine and almost moved into Ishikimizu Hachimangu Shrine under the deception of two brothers, Minamoto no Yorimitsu and Minamoto Boya.

Until Seimei reminded me that it was a shrine dedicated to guarding the country, driving away disasters, and protecting production.

Mainly dedicated to the God of War.

Tomie's archery skills have become very good under Yuan Boya's training, and he can barely master the swordsmanship. No need to keep improving.

Tomie, who has a clear positioning of himself, chose Matsuo Shrine, which is also famous for its water.

The shrine respects the divinity of water. Since there is no specific corresponding god, it can be considered a place where Hoshikama Doji can sneak in easily.

At the same time, because it has an excellent water source, it is also worshiped by many families who brew sake. There are also a large number of sake bottles in the shrine, making it a longing place for Shuten-doji.

On the first day that Tomie settled in, Minamoto no Yorimitsu came to him specifically to perform divination for him.

"Let's go to the Onmyoji for divination." Tomie pretended to be disgusted, but still walked to him with a broom.

"Aren't you going to use water this time?"

Minamoto Yorimitsu asked him to help him predict many times, and Tomie would use water as a medium every time.

But as a discerning Genji son, he knew very well that Tomie was going to burn fallen leaves this time to make a prophecy.

"I can't be too partial to science." Originally, according to the plan, even if he was partial to science, he should still be partial to the fire attribute.

The current mastery of water magic is definitely an accident.

Under Xuemei's glare, Kamo Garu hurriedly stepped forward to help Tomie.

The fallen leaves quickly piled up in a pile thanks to Kamo Garyu's efforts.

"What do you want to do this time?" Fujiang asked him, holding the broom.

"Just help me see if I can rename my sword." Minamoto no Yorimitsu replied with a smile.

Fu Jiang turned his head and looked at his waist, which was still the knife he was accustomed to using.

"Don't you like the name Spider-Cheer?"

Minamoto Yorimitsu shook his head. "It's another knife."

Tomie shrugged. As a person who has swords but doesn't use them much, he really doesn't understand these samurai's habit of collecting good swords.

"Give me a hair." Fu Jiang extended his hand to him.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu pulled out a strand and handed it to him.

Tomi Jiang looked at the small bundle of hair in his hand and sighed that this was a real man.

He threw his hair in the air, and it smashed into a pile of fallen leaves like a small meteor.

The fallen leaves burned violently at an abnormal speed, and the intense fire quickly extinguished, leaving only sparks stacked on top of each other.

Tomie looked at those sparks and began to interpret them.

"What you have been planning for many years starts with victory?" Tomie frowned and looked at Minamoto no Yorimitsu, firmly denying that it was his lack of proficiency in fire magic that caused the problem: "Although it is a good luck, but you are not planning on the sword, right? "

"Hahaha..." Minamoto norimitsu laughed with satisfaction, "I'll feel relieved now. I'll treat you to a drink when I return in triumph!"

Fujiang's eyes widened. "No, you are going to fight and you want me to calculate the good or bad luck? What if it is a serious disaster? This will affect the morale of the army!"

This man had been made a general under the operation of the Fujiwara clan half a year ago. He was in charge of a fairly large number of troops and would go out to fight from time to time.

"It doesn't matter, I will win even if it's a big disaster." He looked very confident.

Fu Jiang shook his head helplessly and watched him go down the mountain.

He usually moves in late autumn, and it will snow soon.

Grand Priest Ando of Matsuo Shrine arranged very intensive courses for Tomie as soon as he arrived. In order to test his current level, he was immediately locked up.

When Fu Jiang was able to come out and move around, it was already more than half a month after arriving here.

The weather was not bad, Tomie calculated the time, and there might still be a few more days of snowfall. He scooped out a jar from the wine bottle placed next to Turtle Spring, sealed it with oil paper and red mud, and deliberately avoided Xuemei and Kamoga. Jinzi said at midnight.

He thought of the oden stall that Shuten Doji liked and bought him some snacks to go with his food.

Today's Zi Midnight Road feels very strange. The usually bustling monster shops are quiet, but none of them are open.

A bad premonition spread in his heart. Fujiang no longer took his time and opened the door to the Iron Palace directly.

The Iron Palace was in chaos, with blood stains everywhere.

Fujiang turned around in a daze, and saw that the mountains and rivers outside the Iron Palace had turned into scorched earth, with corpses of monsters and traces of fire everywhere.

"Human!" an angry voice suddenly sounded.

Before Fu Jiang could find the source, he heard the sound of metal blocking.

Hoshikama Doji blocked Ibaraki Doji's attack on him.

"Calm down! Ibaraki-douji!"

Tomie looked over and saw that both of them had injuries of varying degrees. Ibaraki's injuries were more serious. Hoshikuma was fine, just with some traces of fire.

"What happened?" Fu Jiang's voice was trembling.

Why did Dajiangshan become like this?

Where are the guardians of the great rivers and mountains?

How could Shuten Doji let the country he protected become like this?

How is he?

Too many thoughts passed through my mind in an instant, and unknown emotions spread rapidly in my heart.

After comforting Ibaraki-douji, Hoshikuma-douji breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Tomie's hand and walked quickly inside the Iron Palace: "Fortunately you are here, we need your help now."

Ibaraki Douji followed him, his face even stinkier than usual.

Tomie was actually stumbled by Hoshikuma Doji, who was shorter than him. It was the first time that he saw Hoshikong with such a serious expression, and his uneasiness completely spread.

Hoshikuma Doji visits the most secret room of the Iron Palace.

The room was very clean, with a headless corpse lying in the middle, wearing Shuten Doji's favorite clothes.

The wine jar that had been carried all the way was released at this moment. Fujiang pinched his collar and was obviously breathing heavily, but he couldn't feel the oxygen. The objects in front of me began to blur, and the sounds could not be heard clearly.

Who is that?

It can't be Shuten Douji, right?

Fu Jiang kept asking for confirmation, but couldn't make a sound.

Or Hoshikuma Doji cruelly slapped him back into consciousness.

The mask had been slapped off before Fu Jiang looked at him.

Ibaraki Doji said coldly: "Do you just rely on this brat?"

"He can help us deliver information in Kyoto, and his power is also what we need." Hoshikuma Doji had to use up his energy to appease Ibaraki Doji.

He explained to Tomie next to him who also looked calm but was extremely upset: "Monsters are different from humans. They will not die immediately after their head and body are separated for a short period of time. Shuten's demon power is strong. We expect to bring him back within seven days." His head will come back to life, and today is already the second day."

Tomi Jiang finally found his voice: "Where is his head?"

"Taken away as a trophy by Minamoto no Yorimitsu."