Genji Heavy

As it turns out, everyone loves gossip.

So are people, and so are monsters.

Speaking of katana, Higiri, who experienced such an activity for the first time, also felt a little interesting.

Originally, the shikigami simply explained to Hikiri the origin of the name "Rashomon Sex Ghost", but then they talked about the person at that time with great interest for some reason——

Ibaraki Doko.

When he was active in Heian-kyo in the image of "Rashomon Yanki", some stories related to him happened.

Most of the shemale know these things, and even recorded them in written form, so when they gossip, the shikigami have no pressure in their hearts, at most they are worried that Ibaraki-douji will get angry if he finds out.

However, Ibaraki Doji is far away in Oeyama.

So they felt less pressured, and what they enjoyed was just such a "gossip" atmosphere.

Mustache seemed to be amazed: "So active?"

Shikigami nodded again and again.

"Yes, yes, I remember that at that time, many nobles heard the rumors about Rashomon, and they went there on purpose, right?"

"Yes, yes, I remember too! I don't know where the courage came from..."

"Ah, although I have been following Seimei-sama in Heian-kyo for a while, I still don't understand the thoughts of many human beings here."

Monsters like them know best about seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.Knowing that there is a big monster wandering there, they can run as far as they want.

They also want to live longer.

Higakiri listened with great interest, "I seem to have encountered such a situation here. It's quite annoying."

"Right, so Ibaraki-sama beat up all those people who ate bear bile and threw them to the side of the road with bruised noses and swollen faces. Especially one time, for some reason, it was exaggerated, and there were several piles!" By the way, The money was also taken away and used to build great rivers and mountains.

As for the more bloody things, it is not suitable for the current atmosphere.

"Oh, is that so?" Higiri responded very cooperatively, appearing to be participating very seriously.

This is also an indispensable and welcome role of an excellent listener in gossip activities.

Only when someone listens to someone speaks can the atmosphere be maintained.

"But Master Ibaraki later..." The shikigami hesitated to speak.

"Is it dismissed?"

The shikigami looked at each other, hesitated, and their voices became much quieter.

"Retirement? Is it Seimei-sama?" Higakiri asked knowingly.

"No, no!" The shikigami, worried that Wenji would resist Seimei-sama, quickly denied it.

"Yes... Oh, everyone knows about this, so it's okay to tell Manhime. It was Onikiri-sama who was still under Minamoto Raimitsu at the time."

"Yeah, the arm was..."

"Not long after, Shuten-sama will also..."

"At that time, we never would have imagined that Onikiri-sama could still reconcile with Oe-san now."

The Shikigami sighed.

This story is really poignant and beautiful, but the content is relatively simple and easy to understand.

But for Hikakiri, this apparently well-understood content sounded unbelievable.She can sort out the content of this story line, and the development is normal, but from the first look, she finds everything incredible.

Hidekiri couldn't help but quickly glanced over the faces of the shikigami.

Although it was just a hasty scan, it was enough for her to see that these shikigami did not make up anything about what they just said.

In fact, it doesn't look like a fabrication based on their dry statement just now.

This made Higiri feel even more at a loss.

She couldn't help but rummaged through her memory.

This is an extremely famous question that accompanies her body.Back then, Watanabe Tsuna took her and cut off one of Ibaraki Doji's arms, and then she also had the name "Onikiri".

But what kind of situation are the shikigami recalling now?

Before Ibaraki Doji's arm was cut off, the name "Onikiri" already existed.

Watanabe Tsuna didn't even appear in the whole process—in any case, this existence is impossible to ignore—only, "Onikiri-sama"?

It seems that there is already an entity and can move freely.

If she really had a physical body so early, how could she have a shrine dedicated to herself after so many years?

As for "he" and not "she," that's a trivial matter.

Higakiri's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

This degree of deviation...

"Onikiri..." Hikiri finally couldn't control himself, with an unconcealable panic showing on his face, he said the title "Onikiri" abruptly, "Does Onikiri have a younger brother?"

"younger brother?"

The expressions of the shikigami were all genuinely dazed.

Yaohu said bluntly: "Absolutely not."

Hikekiri: "...Really?"

Her voice was soft.

In fact, her expression has been well controlled, but when a girl with a weak appearance suddenly lowers her eyes, it will naturally bring out a sense of loss.

The shikigami suddenly felt their responsibility, and closed their mouths carefully one by one. After a few seconds of silence, they changed the topic one after another.

——It’s just that the turning point is very blunt.

Most obsessive monsters have their own sensitive|sensitive parts, it should be that they said something wrong unintentionally.

Shikigami think so.

Surprisingly sweet and sweet.

Higiri has a new understanding of Seimei's shikigami.

She smiled again following the atmosphere, and all those emotions were quietly hidden, as if the short-term loss of control never happened.

——Anyway, she probably won't be able to get her brother's name in this way.

Even the plan to find a chance to visit Genji had to be temporarily shelved.

This Heian-kyo seemed even more bizarre than she had imagined before.

Mustukiri is the commander's sword, and this feeling of being out of control makes her, the commander's sword, slightly uneasy.To find his younger brother, he had to think of other ways.

Feeling a little stuck in his heart, Mustache unknowingly stuffed himself with several pieces of pastries.

"...cough cough cough!"

"Ahh, ask Ji to drink some water!" Zashiki Doji hurriedly handed over the teacup.

Qingming, who had just returned, saw this chaotic scene, froze for a moment, and glanced behind the piled up low tables.

It seems that when he was away, the relationship between his shikigami and Wenji became quite good.

"Seimei-sama!"

The shikigami who noticed Seimei stopped their fuss and greeted him cheerfully.

After drinking the tea, Hikari, who had already swallowed the pastry well, also nodded at him with a smile.

Seeing this, the demon fox on the side stood on tiptoe trying to seize the opportunity to escape.

"Fox."

Qingming's stable call came from behind, and the demon fox wisely stopped when he was discovered, and turned around slowly.

What's more amazing is that at this embarrassing moment, Yaohu can also put on a handsome smile.

Hidekiri watched from the sidelines, and almost applauded for this fox who insisted on the setting.

Qingming shook her head helplessly, "You don't have to hide, I guessed you would come over."

Demon fox: "..."

He could only smile dryly and not speak.

Qingming turned to Mustache again, smiled unhurriedly and said, "Wenji, if he is too annoying, you can beat him, it doesn't matter."

The demon fox is like a lower class, not daring to make a sound.

But Qingming felt relieved when he saw the harmonious atmosphere here.

Hikiri felt that Abe Seimei seemed to have something to say after returning from his trip.

Is it about my brother?

Now even her elder sister is at a loss as to how to find her younger brother.If Master Qingming found his way so quickly, he really deserves to be a great onmyoji who has been famous for thousands of years.

But Qingming didn't speak now, probably waiting for Boya to come back.

After waiting for a while, Yuan Boya, who was stumbled, finally arrived late.He wiped off his sweat, and finally when he saw Seimei and the monsters, he showed the expression of the survivors.

Qingming raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile of interest.

Boya felt a little wrong, "Qingming?"

Seimei smiled and said nothing, just motioned for Boya and Tokiri to go with him.

Mustache happily got up and followed.

They turned a corner in the corridor, and there was a gust of cold wind blowing head-on, carrying the rich smell of ice and snow in the courtyard, as well as the fragrance of a few flowering trees that would not wither in the Qingming courtyard.

Blown by the wind, Boya finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He turned his head and asked, "Qingming, do you know something?"

Qingming was still smiling, his eyes were crooked.He didn't answer Boya's words, but said to Mustache, "Qiji, do you still remember the young master you met the day before yesterday?"

Hidekiri thought about it hard: "I still have some impressions. Is it the surnamed Fujiwara, who looks like a fool?"

"Stupid? Hahahahahahaha, yes, yes, too accurate!"

Boya couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing.

But soon he discovered something was wrong.

"Seimei?!" Boya looked at Qingming in surprise, "You have already found out that Fujiwara is here!"

Qingming didn't make any excuses, and readily admitted: "Bo Ya, you are too slow. Long before this, Mr. Fujiwara has been watching from time to time."

Therefore, Seimei deliberately left Boya behind, and became a humanoid prop for him to avoid Mr. Fujiwara.

Boya couldn't believe it and strongly expressed his accusation.

However, even Hidekiri, who is not familiar with these two adults, can see that this is useless, and guesses that Lord Boya will passively play the same role next time.

Itachi was even more surprised that the man she had taught her would still reveal such thoughts.

The human mind is really unpredictable.

...Perhaps the minds of civil servants are more complicated?

Higakiri, who was passed down in the samurai family, guessed based on his own experience.

The three of them entered the house without going far.

Qingming didn't delay either. Holding her fan, she organized her words in just a few seconds, and then said straight to the point: "I just got some news."

Hikakiri straightened his body and looked at Seimei seriously.

A plate of wine was placed in front of her.

The purity of the wine at this time is naturally far inferior to that of later generations, showing a somewhat cloudy color.The unclear wine swayed slightly in the wine saucer.

Mustache gave Seimei a puzzled look, then looked down at his gesture.

She pinned her loose hair behind her ears and looked carefully at the wine saucer.

In the blink of an eye, the wine in the wine dish suddenly spun by itself, forming a small vortex in the center.

Suddenly, the wine in the saucer regained its calm and became surprisingly clear at the same time.

On the face of the wine that was as calm as a mirror, a mountain appeared.If you look carefully, you can also see the trees on the mountain fluctuating with the mountain wind.

"This is……"

Seimei tapped the fan on the table lightly.

"The site selection for the underworld market—you can call it the monster market."