[Comprehensive] Playing off again

What Elan stayed at was a hotel with the style of Heshi.

The figure of the young man in the light-transmitting lattice door was dimly reflected, and it looked extraordinarily beautiful under the summer sky. Hei Changzhi, who had just gotten up from the next door, admired it secretly for a while, and suddenly found out in horror that there was an extra person inside!

Did you pay for the extra bed?

The first thing that comes to mind is the hotel's charging standard, which is really enough.

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Maybe it was a friend who went to chat in the room.

I looked out the window for a look at the sky, and someone who lived in a hotel and was still upside down day and night, who lived as decadently as traveling as at home, a typical waste of money, went downstairs to look for food.

Even if the newcomer slept in the boy's house without paying for an extra bed, he wasn't going to tell the boss.

Whatever Hei Changzhi does is right.

A capital "control".

The extra figure in Elan's room was naturally Wannian Bamboo.

The boy's goal is to get clues about Seimei from Mt. Takao.When he travels at night, he can feel evil spirits of all sizes, the strongest of which is the one in front of him.

Elan certainly considered Crow Tengu.

Anyway, the news from the Nuliang group is that they met someone a hundred years ago, so who was the one who saw Seimei at that time?As the monsters stationed here, Yatengu is likely to be one of them.

But Elan has nothing to do with the Nuliang Group, so it’s not right to ask directly at the door, and you can only use the identity of a 13-year-old middle school student, if you use the identity of a monster...

It is estimated that there will be a fight.

Besides, Yatengu won't know more news. Slick ghosts are not the kind of monsters who will keep a hand. If they really want to keep a hand, they will not target a junior high school student who has just been in the first grade, even if the opponent is an onmyoji.Elan made a judgment call.

So let's ask Wannian Bamboo.

"A silver-haired onmyoji?"

"Well, it looks like this."

Elan showed Qingming's portrait to Wannianzhu.Yes, after he finished painting this portrait in modern times, he color-printed it in an absolutely sufficient amount.No need to redraw Seimei again!

Since Wannianzhu came from Heianjing, Elan did not hide anything, "This is Abe Seimei. He has also come to this world, and I am looking for him."

What did Wannianzhu see from the portrait, "Are you familiar with him?"

Elan nodded.

Wannianzhu hesitated to speak.

"what happened?"

After spending half a day together, Elan has basically figured out Wannianzhu's character.

Generally speaking, this is a hermit-like character, with the tenacity of the original bamboo, fond of rhythm, especially the flute, not talkative, lack of experience in communicating with others, and unfamiliar with the world.

And it looks so tender.

He is a very simple and easy-to-understand person.

What kind of problem does such a person have that is not easy to export?Elan didn't bother to make a detour and asked directly.

Wannianzhu didn't tact, and simply replied: "You should also come from Ping'an capital. Speaking of Nine-Tailed Fox, I can only think of Yuzaoqian, but I heard that Yuzaqian is a peerless beauty. How can you be like this?"

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Peerless Beauty Elan: "..."

It can be said to be very straightforward.

Facing Wannianzhu's clear green eyes, Elan sorted out his thoughts and said, "Actually, I was attached to Yuzao's predecessor."

From 400 years ago to 400 years later, the middle time was skipped by a certain god who was unwilling to wait, so not much happened, and Elan finished talking quickly.

"Are you that Yagami?"

So subtle.

What is "that" Yagami?

Elan nodded, doubting that his reputation in Heian-kyo was already equal to that of the broom star, especially among the millions of gods left—it was all Phil's fault.

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Fortunately, Wannianzhu didn't have any special reaction, he just said indifferently: "I've heard of you." He made inferences: "So you were attached to Yamata no Orochi last time?"

I always feel like I'm being treated as a possessed monster.But it seems right to think so.

Elan nodded again.

Needless to say, being a monster but being able to use onmyoji is also related to possession.

After filling in the information, Wannianzhu has no doubts.

He began to think about Seimei's trail.

Abe Seimei's reputation is not only spread among the nobles in Kyoto, he is trusted and sought after, he is also very popular among monsters, and many people have a good impression of him.

For such a person, even though Wannianzhu didn't have any extra affection for him, he didn't have any bad feelings either.

While the new companion was thinking, Elan drew the magic frog and placed it next to Qingming's portrait, "Do you have any impression of seeing it together like this?"

A frog monster with emerald green, small flowers and grass growing on its back, and a small and fresh painting style.

Coupled with a young man with a temperament as bright as the moon, it is really unique.

Wannianzhu, who has been in this world for 50 years, said, "I've heard people mention him."

Elan looked over expectantly.

Under such shining eyes, Wannianzhu was as immovable as a mountain, his face was still expressionless, and his tone remained unchanged. He said indifferently: "But I heard that it is not the kind who is accompanied by frog monsters, but the one who is followed by a monster." Grumpy boy."

"What boy?"

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Wannianzhu recalled: "I heard that he is a monster boy with red horns and golden eyes, his shikigami."

It seems that only Ibaraki Doji fits this characteristic of red-horned golden eyes?Such a tall man must have so many lame eyes to be mistaken for a boy, so it's not really Ibaraki.

Elan asked: "Is there any more news? Where did you hear this?"

"No, I didn't pay special attention to it at the time, but I heard the old man in the mountain mentioned it." Wannianzhu, who has been in another world for many years and still only stayed in the deep mountains and old forests, opened the map bought by Elan. , said, "I heard this news in this area ten years ago."

Ten years ago... so close.

Elan looked towards the area.

Other mountains and forests don't matter, but——

Mount Anma.

Since 400, this has been the territory of Ootengu, the cadre of the Kyoto youkai, who followed the feather fox.

Unlike the big tengu in Heian-kyo, which looks like a prince, this one looks exactly like the kind that folks often use to scare children, with a red face and a high nose. It looks more like a gibbon than a human.

Ugly enough to explode.

"Is it still the territory of the big tengu?" Elante added, "The one in this world."

Wannianzhu shook his head, "I never cared."

It can be seen that Wannianzhu's sneaking skills are very powerful.

Neither the crow tengu nor the big tengu of this world found Wannianzhu passing by in their territory—maybe they stayed there for a long time.

Considering that his original form is a plant, it seems to make sense.

And there was no blood on it.

If it was Seimei, he would definitely like this kind of youkai very much.

Elan picked and picked in the "half-plane", and found several sets of clothes that fit the style of Wannianzhu, "Choose one and change it."

The boy smiled and said, "Let's take a look in the human way."

"Why use the human way?"

"Aren't you really curious? Not at all?" Elan looked at Wannianzhu with great interest, as if he could see through the heart of this calm monster: "This place is a thousand years later."

As if being targeted by a predator.

That dangerous look quickly disappeared like a hallucination, and the young man enthusiastically stuffed the clothes into his arms, "Come on, try them on and let me see the effect!"

Wannian Bamboo: "..."

He was stunned for a while, then went to the bathroom with a suit of clothes.

Huh?

I thought Wannianzhu would change it face to face without common sense.

Elan was a little surprised, and quickly put it aside, looking up the information on Mount Anma.

Unsurprisingly, it's all about travel guides.

The meaning is to drag the webpage to the end and turn the page, and try to add "supernatural", "ghost" and "tengu" to the keywords, and the ghost stories that come out are all self-written and self-directed ghost stories. Elan gave up on the search engine When I boarded the Youkai Brain, the bathroom door opened.

Wannianzhu, who was in a complicated mood because of the extra-fitting clothes: "..."

Fully human attire.

The white shirt with emerald plant patterns and caramel slacks looked fresh and natural. Elan glanced at it with admiration, and then turned his attention to the notebook.

After quickly writing down the information, Elan turned off the phone and closed the notebook, "Go check out."

Mount Anma.

a mess.

In the area on the top of the mountain that humans cannot enter, is an ancient temple.There should have been many tengus here, and there are still at this time.

— but a corpse.

On the trees, in the temple, and on the road, the corpses of tengus are scattered everywhere, with red faces and long noses, their features are obvious.

The blood had dried and was a cold black.

No one knows how different monsters are from humans—even if there is a forensic doctor here, he certainly cannot determine the time of death of these tengu.

Neither can Elan.

The young man had never studied the bodily functions of monsters. He looked at these surprised and terrified corpses boredly, found the one that he had glimpsed 400 years ago, and poked boredly.

Wannian Bamboo stood far away, looking like an old tree withered by the scenery of Taiwan.

He doesn't like gore.

After a while, Elan came back with a beautiful feather in his hand.

The black feathers were stained with black blood, making them indistinguishable from each other.

"The big tengu has come."

Elan said, "The one in our world."

Yes, he said "we" - this is to confirm the "fact" that he is the possessed monster of Heian Jing.It's the silent implication - we're from the same place.

A sense of belonging.

When suddenly coming to a different world, the identity of being from home might have unexpected effects.

Not interested in collecting the corpses of these ugly tengus, Elan took Wannian Bamboo and left the battlefield ravaged by the Featherblade Storm.

He already had some guesses about Qingming's whereabouts.

Just, not enough.

In the current situation, either Yuzao woke up and provided more detailed information-although the big fox probably didn't know it himself; or found more places where Seimei had appeared.

Elan browsed all kinds of supernatural websites and forums all night, and tried to find all the marginal information, but there was still no trace of "silver-haired and long-haired onmyoji".

Since the version Wannianzhu heard was not the one with the magic frog by his side, this one can't be used.Elan looked at his half-dead novel and the few ups and downs of daily plots in the novel, and felt that it was not worth saving, so he decided to try comics.

Remember that in the hotel where I stayed this time, there was a manga editor next to my room?

The guy who keeps peeking at him.

"What? That Hei Chang went straight?"

He fell asleep after eating, and when he woke up, a certain resident next door felt struck by lightning.

The hotel owner's face was horrible, even if he didn't know the name of the other person, there was no need to do this - what is this called?

The author has something to say:

No need to draw Seimei anymore!

Elan: "..."

I was slapped in the face by myself at the speed of light.

A god who likes to listen to stories, but wants to tell them... only embarrassing ones.

Single novels will definitely hit the street, like fucking rice cakes [Smoke

But never mind!Comics can be broken!Everyone looks so handsome and cute!Don't be careless on the ground!Damn it!