Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

Abe Seimei, who has no determination to reform and no ambition to rebel, has nothing to do with this country where the emperor's power has been left behind and the ministers overshadow the sky with one hand.

By the way, the wise men of this country include the emperor, but unfortunately, like a talented emperor on the other side of the sea, he loves literature and art, but he is powerless to interfere in government affairs.

"There is nothing in the world that will last forever. Even the Great Tang Dynasty was destroyed by corruption and turmoil. But as an onmyoji, why are you obsessed with these things? Even if you have the blood of a white fox, you are still human after all." Wen Wen The voice sounded quite regrettable, and he was not optimistic about Abe Seimei's pursuit.

"I can't compare to you. I don't have the lifespan of your "inhumans". You, who once ruled all races, are qualified to say this." Abe Seimei smiled indifferently. Laughing, everyone in this gentle Yin-Yang art took a sip of tea and said, "Then Yakumo-kun, how long are you going to stay behind the screen? Although I don't mind, but you don't have any tea to drink like this."

"Is this how you treat guests?" Ned Hogg, who was dressed in a black Hanfu, turned out from behind the screen as he said so, walked over to Abe Seimei and sat down, gently picked up the teapot, and slowly served Fill a cup of tea by himself, "You heard interesting things when you came to visit, but is it okay for me to listen?"

"Don't say such funny things," Abe Seimei smiled lightly, shaking the bat fan in his hand, perhaps because of his white fox blood, his handsome and fair face made people feel good, "You can hear it anyway, can't you? You guys Ah, whether it is hearing or smell, we humans are incomparable."

"It's natural, and it's useless for you to be envious, but how do you know me?" After taking a sip, Nidhogg slowly closed his eyes, "The tea is very good."

"Thanks for the compliment, it's just that someone told me about you." Putting the cup on the low table, Abe Seimei looked at this handsome young man who looked younger than himself, "It's really amazing to witness such a great existence of you. I'm flattered."

"Oh? Who is that person?" Playing with the clay teacup in his hand, the sharp divine light in the black pupils inadvertently revealed a trace, and just a moment of contact made Abe Seimei's eyes sting, and then he was shocked.

"It was just a one-sided relationship, and suddenly broke into my mansion. A woman in white clothes, white shoes and a white crown, with a white jade-like right hand holding a plain paper fan to cover her face, only said some inexplicable words to me at the time, "Abe Seimei's hands trembled, and the temperature in the room became very low. "It seems that it is just a prophecy for your arrival. But she didn't say the name Yakumoya. Also, why don't you use a pseudonym in your situation."

"It's not a pseudonym, but also. Is it such a posture?" Putting down the cold teacup, the young man took out a black iron fan out of nowhere. The black fan was a gorgeous golden picture of mountains and rivers. The symbol of Longwen word - "Xuan".He spread out the iron fan with a flick, covering half of his face. This somewhat feminine movement was made by him, but it looked domineering. It can be seen that this is actually a habit he had long ago.

"Yes." Abe Seimei replied, his eyes focused on the fan with strange fluctuations, the black metal fan bones, and the sharp front end flashing with a cold light-this is actually a weird weapon.

"She knows that I will come to you sooner or later." Shaking her hands and putting the fan on the table, the stable low table trembled undetectably.Exhaling a breath, the temperature returned to warm again, "Then do you know who the recent rioters are?"

"Ghost clan." Without hesitation, Abe Seimei read the phrase slowly.Divination will only result tomorrow, just to fool those ministers. How could Abe Seimei, who has heard rumors of demons making troubles, not prepare early.

"Oh~, hey, Qingming-kun, what do you think?" Picking up the teacup, the tea that had cooled rapidly at low temperature was rewarmed in the cup.

"The ghost tribe has changed." He also picked up the cup, and keenly felt the unprovoked warmth of the cold tea in his cup coming from the wall of the cup. Abe Seimei glanced at Ned Hogg and took a sip, "The ghost tribe I also have some understanding of the matter, they are not monsters who will wantonly kill and harm people, the only possibility is that there is an internal problem."

"It's the same as I thought. Then I'm going to leave, thank you for your tea." Without delay, the young man put down his teacup, grabbed the iron fan and got up.

"You can also take some tea away, or stay and so on." Without being stingy, Abe didn't mind forming a good relationship with this existence, and he probably knew the intention of the other party's visit.

"Excuse me, although you and Minamoto Raikou are the humans that I like the most at the moment, I can't get used to human lands, especially this decadent Heian-kyo." Waving his hand, Ned Hogg waved his fan, Walk out the door like a human son.

"Walk slowly." Seeing the other party disappear from view, Abe Seimei straightened up and immediately collapsed, his clothes soaked in cold sweat.

"How is it?" Half a minute later, Minamoto Raimiko walked in from the door and saw Abe Seimei sitting slumped on the ground, and raised his eyebrows, "It's the first time I saw you lose your composure like this, it seems very dangerous."

"On the surface, he is approachable, humble and polite, but in reality he is indifferent and arrogant, and rejects people thousands of miles away. You can talk about it, but you can't make friends with him. His aura is too oppressive. You really brought me a "monster" here..."

PS: Although I want to set it as a cunning old fox, but Ampere Seimei in this book... Well, I seem to set him as a fox, but a smart fox will not calculate the mad dragon (=.=) probably Bar.

NO.7: Baozi still has a right hand, hey ~ scary.

Fragmentary information formed a broken net, and the source of everything pointed to that rebellion, and the mood that was not good in the first place was disturbed.

"I can see her shadow everywhere." Putting down the PSP in his hand, the game couldn't relieve the stuffiness surrounded by flies that couldn't be shaken off.

"Do you want to go back to the ghost clan? My lord?" Ao Tian, ​​who had already woken up, withdrew his curious eyes from behind the curtains of the carriage, and asked Ned Hogg.

"The demon's rebellion is likely to be her handiwork. There must be a problem within the ghost clan. Go back and ask." Clicking on the chat room of the system, Ned Hogg replied casually.

"Her?" Ao Tian blinked his eyes and thought for a while before he realized who "she" was referring to. "Lao Qin and the others didn't catch any traces. That traitor became very strange. Can't find information, the 'spirit' element is too buggy."

"Hmm." Just in response to a nasal voice, Ned Hogg turned his attention to the chat room. In the past ten years, the chat room has not changed much.

[The creation of lv3 Gensokyo is very troublesome] Go to the chat room [I will give you the system to your aunt].

Now you can speak.

[The creation of lv3 Fantasy Township is so troublesome]: Every time I go online, I can see the presumptuous chat room name.

[lv5 bones can't stop me! ]: Every time you change the name of the chat room, everyone complains once when they go online.

[lv2 I don't play wild]: There is something wrong with the black dragon, you are not as lazy as them.

[lv5 undead are idiots! ]: That fox in Urahara failed the mission and was punished by being deprived of all spiritual power for a month, while living a dungeon high school life, so he changed the name of the chat room.

[lv4 Fire Escape]: The key is that there are many ghosts in that school at night.

[The creation of lv3 Gensokyo is troublesome. ]: Well, I understand, who will tell me, is there any record of the ancient Japanese ghost clan rebellion?Who is the leader?As for the era... there is Abe Seimei.

[lv5 my system is so bad]: Every time you go online, the news is 99+, is your mouth Gatling!

[lv5 my system is so badly beaten]: Oh, the leader is online, Seimei Abe?Is there anyone named Minamoto Raimiko?

[The creation of lv3 Gensokyo is troublesome]: Uh, yes.

[lv5 my system is so badly beaten]: Shuten-douji!At any rate, they are the three great demon kings of the Heian period in Japan. Black Dragon, your history is not good. The leader of the ghost clan should be Shuten Doji.

[lv5 bones can't stop me]: What's the use of good history, the era I live in is too advanced, yours are prehistoric to me.

[lv2 I don't play wild]: Me too, I'm in 2098, but Sephiroth is directly from an alien planet, history or something...

System: My system is so bad that I initiate a private chat application with you.

application passed.

"..." With a glance at the outline of the story sent by Yinshi Sakata, Ned Hogg thanked thoughtfully and exited the chat room.

"accelerate!"

"...Yes...Your Majesty..." A hoarse and gloomy response came from outside the car intermittently like raving.

A black robe wrapped his whole body, his pale hands grabbed the reins, and the whip fell mercilessly on the horse, causing the horse to neigh.