[Comprehensive] Playing off again

The most difficult thing to deal with in a serious manner is nonsense.

Ghost Bai has never been able to deal with Ghost Black. Similarly, no matter how strict the judge is, he is helpless when facing Elan.

The judge shifted his gaze to Qingming again—because his eyes were covered, he seemed to be used to looking up at people—and said: "Qingming, Lord Yan Mo only summoned you."

The implication is that you can't take people with you.

Seimei understands.

However, Yagami's decision is really hard to change. Besides, although Kagura didn't say anything, "Iori is so powerful" was written all over his little face, and he obviously agreed with it... This makes him even less sure of persuading him. up.Qingming patted the head in his arms lightly, but was hugged even tighter, so he could only say: "Sorry, Mr. Judge, I can't do anything about this child."

The judge was silent for a while and had to compromise.

He didn't want Lord Yan Mo to wait for a long time.

On the way to the trial hall, there were three more people.The judge walked in front, the ghost brother was behind, and the other two were almost together. Elan walked backwards facing Qingming, Qingming stepped forward with his left foot, and he stepped back with his right foot, having a great time , greatly dragging down the itinerary.

Although the judge did not speak, Qingming could tell that he was in a bad mood. After a few words of persuasion in a low voice, Elan finally gave up the game temporarily, and was led by Qingming back to normal speed.

courtroom.

Different from the imagined carved beams and painted buildings, this place is empty and barren. The scenery is not much different from what you saw along the way. There are jagged rocks and sparse vegetation. In the hall, there is a white cloud bed spreading out.The cloud bed was floating away from the ground, and a woman was sitting on it, with her eyes slightly closed, her posture was dignified, even if she looked at it from a distance, she still had a kind of awe-inspiring majesty.

This is Yan Mo.

Hearing footsteps, Yan Mo opened his eyes and glanced over.

Her expression was serious, and her eyes were serious, the judge lowered his head, "Lord Yan Mo! I have already brought Qingming here! But..."

"Lord Yan Mo!"*2

Gui Shihei and Gui Shibai said together.

Of course, Yan Mo was familiar with her subordinates, and she looked at the other two.

The silver-haired youth must be Onmyoji Seimei, and the other black-haired youth...

Yan Mo looked into nothingness.

As the king of the underworld and the God of Judgment, Yan Mo is no longer deceived by appearances. Her eyes can directly see the essence of people.

And the essence of the Dark God couldn't be simpler.

The shrill screams seemed to ring in my ears, the raging fire burned the broken walls, the priests in white robes wept in the temple, drank the poison and knelt down on the ground... Many scenes flashed away, and then, It was nothingness, boundless, silent darkness.

It seems to be able to drown everything.

too dark.

It seems that the darkness has reached the extreme, but it has bred light. In the depths of the darkness, a small light attracts attention.

Yan Mo saw it.

It was a man with silver hair and silver eyes, or rather, a god.His face is beyond the limit that people can accept. Even just witnessing it will make people shed tears of joy because they cannot bear it. His existence is a tribute to light and an ode to life.But at this time, his eyes were soft and burning, and he was looking at another person.

Or rather, puppets.

The young man with black hair and black eyes sat quietly, his eyes were empty, and there was no trace of life in his body, just like a silent statue.But no one can create such a work, even the gods who created the world may not be able to do so.

How is this going?

Even though the appearance is very different, Yan Mo feels that this young man is the same as the one outside, has his soul been split?No, not right.It was just a phantom. If she guessed correctly, it was done by the man with silver hair and silver eyes. He has a strange attachment to this young man.

As if aware of the gaze, the man with silver hair and silver eyes raised his eyes reluctantly, met her gaze, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Sorry, this is not something you can see."

The boundless darkness disappeared in an instant, and was covered by a ferocious dancing figure. Eight huge snake heads roared and surged towards her, with endless tyranny in their vertical pupils... Yamata no Orochi!

Yan Mo should have been shocked.

But she found that she was actually very calm—compared with what she had just seen, these seemed nothing.

In the days of the underworld, Yan Mo has seen many people. Apart from human beings, there are also many fallen monsters. She has absolute confidence that no matter how deeply a person's essence is hidden, she can see it clearly. Make a fair trial.But now, on the boy's body, she could only see the twisted shadow of a snake, but the darkness that permeated everything disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Yan Mo withdrew his gaze.

The long silence made the judge a little uneasy, he hesitated and said, "Lord Yan Mo?"

"It's nothing." Yan Mo said slowly with an indescribable majesty in his voice, "It's just an unexpected visitor." She looked at Elan, "Are you Yamata no Orochi?"

Shocked.

All the people present cast unbelievable gazes at the young man, and Gui Shihei's expression cracked, "Hey, hey, isn't it, such a little guy—" Gui Shibai opened his eyes wide, and the judge blocked him by the clouds. In front of the bed, "Lord Yan Mo, I will never back down!"

Troubled.

Like an enemy.

Elan blinked and turned his head guiltily.

Then was twisted back.

Seimei sighed.

He is just a small onmyoji, although he is well-known in Beijing, there are still so many outstanding colleagues in the onmyoji.Passing through the underworld and being summoned by Lord Yan Mo for trial is already very unexpected. Why did the child he brought have something to do with Yamata no Orochi?What's even more strange is that after knowing this, he was not surprised at all.

Didn't you already know it?

When Iori spoke his real name, the power that seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth had already shown its extraordinaryness, and at that time, he was already mentally prepared for the Iori to pierce the sky.

At least he didn't face Amaterasu Omikami directly.

When he thought this way, he actually felt a little...comfortable?

Seimei let out another long sigh.

With blue eyes meeting the familiar black eyes, Seimei leaned down and said softly: "Iori, tell me, what is your relationship with Yamata no Orochi?"

Thinking about the name, Yagami, eight-headed god...?

The pseudonym is so straightforward, maybe it doesn't take others seriously, or maybe... just don't know how to choose a name.

When Qingming thought of this, a smile appeared on his face, and the lines on his face became softer.Strangely, Qingming's mood was a kind of relaxation that didn't fit the atmosphere, and the feeling deep in his heart told him: No matter who Yagami is, he will not hurt himself.

The silver-haired Onmyouji knelt down on one knee, the hem of his hunting clothes was gently raised and spread out, a few strands of his long silver hair fell to the ground, his slender fingers accustomed to drawing symbols held the boy's face, and his voice became softer, "Good boy."

This scene of parents coaxing their children... Gui Shihei's mouth twitched, and he quickly returned to normal. He patted Gui Shibai's back, "Brother, relax." His whole body was tense.

Under Seimei's patience, Elan reluctantly spoke, "After I lost my memory, there was a strange voice saying that I was Yamata no Orochi."

"Strange sound?"

"Well, I can't hear Seimei and Kagura, I heard it, but I don't believe it, because I don't have two penises at all!"

"cough!"

Ghost Shihei covered his mouth in time, and buried his face into Ghost Shibai's shoulder.

The judge clenched the writing brush tightly, and couldn't understand this disrespectful behavior to Lord Yan Mo, but was stopped by Yan Mo, "Let it continue, I want to hear it too."

"Yes! Master Yan Mo."

Seimei felt a lot of pressure.If possible, he would like to discuss this issue with Yagami alone in the mansion, but unfortunately, a result must be reached now, "What happened next?"

Elan rolled his eyes, "That voice stopped talking."

One of the skills of raising a child for a long time is to look at the expression, and you can know what the other party is thinking.Seimei rubbed the boy's face and said, "Did anything else happen related to Yamata no Orochi? Think about it carefully, it's very important, everyone wants to know."

"Does Qingming want to know too?"

"Yes."

"Actually, one day, I dreamed of the Yamata no Orochi." Now that I wanted to say it, Elan decisively chose to file a complaint, "By the way, the Eight Hundred Bhikkuni is also there, and she said that her long-cherished wish is to revive Lord Yamata no Orochi!"

Eight hundred bhikkhuni:? ? ?

"..."

What a windfall.Seimei didn't feel happy at all—how many things did Yagami usually hide!Seimei grasped the point unceremoniously, "Who were you when you dreamed of Yamata no Orochi?" He repeated, "In that dream with Yamata no Orochi and Yabai bhikkhuni, Yagami, who are you?"

The blue eyes convey serious emotions.

Elan's momentum weakened, "Yatata no Orochi."

"What's next?"

"Then I burned the Yamata no Orochi."

"What?"*N

"Because it's not fun!" Elan pursed her mouth, her face full of grievances, as if she was about to cry, "The two dicks look so strange and different from what I thought! Their bodies are big and stupid! In a dark room Can’t get out of the place! There’s nothing next to it! Boring, boring, boring!”

Qingming: "..."

Qingming suddenly felt very sympathetic to a certain vicious snake.

"Lord Yan Mo, is this true?" Unlike Guishibai who was shocked into aphasia and the judge was silent, Guishihei asked Yan Mo for confirmation, "If Yamata no Orochi is really dead, you should be able to feel it, right? "

"You're right. The breath of Yamata no Orochi has completely disappeared recently, but with the passage of time, there have been some ups and downs. I think it has not died yet." Yan Mo asked Elan a question, " When did you dream of Yamata no Orochi?"

"More than half a month ago."

"...can you let me see your strength?"

Elan looked at Qingming, saw him nodding, and with a thought, a flame appeared in front of Yan Mo.

"Lord Yan Mo!" The judge nervously stood in front of him.

"Stand back now."

"It's... Master Yan Mo."

The loyal judge took two steps back, but still stared closely at the cloud bed.Yan Mo observed the black flame.At first glance, there was nothing special about the flame, but after looking directly at it for a long time, the sight was distorted.The soul is neighing, if it is an ordinary person, the soul will be unstable at this time, right?

She closed her eyes and opened them again.

This is destruction.

The pictures I saw not long ago were endlessly rotating, and when I looked closely, it was a quiet and floating flame again.

"I generally know. I need to think about this matter before making a decision." Yan Mo's eyes fell on Qingming again, "We met for the first time, Onmyoji Qingming, you... do you know why you were summoned here? ?”