Onmyoji system

There was a moment of silence in the forest, and finally it seemed that the sound of falling leaves woke up the dazed gods.

"... Has it really become like this?" The young god covered his head and said in pain, "I feel it, I feel the change in myself, but I can't control myself anymore. Anyone's place waits until the day when it disappears after being completely forgotten by the world, but... woo woo..."

Tears fell to the ground drop by drop, telling his helplessness.

What is in front of Yuan Yueshi now is the deepest self-consciousness of the forest god, and it has not been completely occupied by darkness. If even this place is filled with that blackness, Karuizawa will no longer have the god of life.

However, the darkness has already cut off the consciousness of God's heart and body, no matter how hard he tried, he could not avoid his step-by-step degeneration.

"That's why I'm here," Yuan Yue said, "My lord, I will help you, please tell me what caused you to lose control."

Asking like this, but Yuan Yueshi already had some thoughts deep in his heart.

Either because of being forgotten, or being slandered by believers, and the worst is because of the pollution caused by the large-scale development of forests by humans.

Outside just now, the young god said that the thing he couldn't find could be his own believer.

The boy suddenly raised his head to look at the white-haired and blue-clothed Onmyoji, with two tears on his face and red eyes.

He even jumped off the branch all of a sudden, stood in front of Yuanyue and asked in disbelief: "Can you really help me?"

Onmyoji's expression was soft but firm: "I swear by Abe Seimei."

"O Forest God of Karuizawa, please tell me what caused your trouble." The young man leaned down gently and stretched out his hand towards the boy.

The boy seemed to be a little afraid of the outside world, and stared at that hand with some hesitation.

That hand is delicate and fair, with distinct joints and a little callus, which is the trace of hard work accumulated over time besides talent.

After a moment of hesitation, the young hand firmly held the young man's slender fingers.

very warm.

"I am Hengyan," the young god looked into the blue eyes of Onmyoji, and said word by word, "The guardian spirit of this forest."

The scene in front of him changed rapidly, Yuan Yueshi knew that Hengyan was using his best efforts to send Yuan Yueshi to see the memories that caused him to fall.

After the scene change, Yuan Yueshi still stood by the temple, but changed the direction.

He was facing the lake, and not far from him was Heng Yan, who was looking at the lake with his hips akimbo.

Many birds fell on the body of the young god, and he caught them with a gentle expression, talking to them: "How about calling this lake 'Listening'?"

"Whether it's a human, a monster, or even an ordinary animal, if you have any troubles, you can come here and tell them. As long as you throw anything with you, even if it's just a stone, into this lake, I will use it with all my strength. The spell helps him get rid of his troubles." Heng Yan looked at the sparkling lake with some pride, "I hope everyone will have a smile on their face when they leave here..."

As the god of the forest, Hengyan is very busy. He has to be busy with whether there will be any problems with the rain in the forest, and to see if there are any ferocious beasts or even monsters that wantonly make trouble.

The occasional free time is just a child turned into a human, running into the village to beg for two wagashi to eat.

Tsunehiko is not weak. In the hundreds of years after his birth, no monster has ever occupied Karuizawa Forest.

No matter how busy they were, after everyone or monsters came to the lake and left their troubles, their invisible gods would sit on the branches of the temple and cast spells to cheer them up.

From a distance, the gods under the shade of trees will smile warmly when they see the smiling faces of human beings.

"Give this to me?" Another day after another, Heng Yan on the branch looked curiously at the two girls who were placing the tribute, "I haven't received anything other than food and blessing items, thank you so much .”

After placing the items, the girls clasped their hands together and closed their eyes, praying: "My lord, the village has a bumper harvest this year, and there are more and more animals. Thank you for your protection. I hope it will continue to be the same in the coming year."

After praying, the girls in kimonos got up and left. One of them said, "It's been a long time since weaving it, but it's a knot that needs to be worn to have a blessing effect. Isn't it a waste to just leave it there?"

"It won't be wasted, Lord God will definitely see this knot and take it away."

After the people left, Heng Yan picked up the bright red knot hanging on the protrusion of the temple, and put it on his wrist with great care: "I will protect it well."

This is proof of his bond as a god and a believer.

Under the protection of the spell, the knot has spent hundreds of years with the gods, and it is still as bright as new.

Day after day and year after year, the gods guard the villagers, and the villagers also enshrine the gods.

After a peaceful life, Hengyan ushered in a rapidly developing human being.

The huge machinery whizzed through the forest, leaving ruts on the green grass.

Heng Yan watched in amazement that the big tree on the edge of his forest was easily uprooted, and felt a little pain in his heart.

"No, it's just the loss, it's the same after the troublesome monsters come to fight." The young god comforted himself, clenched his fists, "We should think about the good, human beings have such a powerful thing, They won’t be easily hurt anymore, and they can protect themselves, which is great.”

Heng Yan touched the head of the bobcat leaning on his side, thinking about whether to plant a few more big trees in other places.

Having said that, there seems to be a lot less offerings recently. Everyone is very busy, so you don't have time to come?

The wind blew the hair of the young god who felt a little lonely, and the lake that carried the troubles of hundreds of years was blown out waves of ripples.

Yuan Yue couldn't disturb the memory that had already happened, so he could only helplessly watch Heng Yan "deceiving himself and others" there.

Looking at the extent to which Karuizawa will be developed in the future, how could it be stopped so easily?

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Heng Yan, who came back from a walk, to see a few humans standing by the lake talking something.

The clothes of these humans are a bit strange compared with the previous ones, and they also wear brightly colored helmets.

Heng Yan thought they were here to express their troubles.

"This lake is very famous. If we stay here, we can maximize the tourism industry here, but it's too big. Wouldn't it be better to renovate it a little? Then build some houses and trestles on the shore."

"Is there really anyone willing to come into such a deep place to play? You can't even pave the asphalt road. If you want me to say this, it's better to say everything..."

Heng Yan's eyes widened in surprise—it's a lake that carries everyone's troubles, how can it be destroyed? !

Humans can't see him, and he can't attack humans. Heng Yan scratched his head and thought for a while, then ran into the forest.

"This lake cannot be destroyed!"

While the engineer was thinking about how to deal with the lake, suddenly a child in a kimono ran into everyone's sight.

The child was stopped by others, grabbed the arms of others and shouted anxiously to everyone: "This lake was built by the god of this forest to help everyone get rid of the pain of troubles. Where else can I solve it?"

"Hey, what village is this child from? Didn't they all move away?" The engineer looked at each other, and didn't pay attention to Heng Yan, who had deliberately turned into a human child. He rubbed Heng Yan's face with a smile Hair, "Running to the construction site is not a good boy's way, go home quickly, uncles are going to work."

Children are the easiest to believe in those illusory legends, and worship them as real. In fact, there are no gods in this world at all, and they will know when they grow up.

"I'm telling the truth!" Seeing that these people didn't believe it, Heng Yan grabbed the man's collar half anxiously and half annoyed, "Why don't you believe me?! Why did you come to destroy my forest? !"

"Hey, what's the matter with you kid? It's almost over!" The engineer's junior was impatient, he grabbed Heng Yan's arm, and said angrily, "Don't make trouble here! What kind of god's lake, human beings don't live without God I can't go down!"

When he became a human, the spells of the gods also disappeared, and the knot that had been used for hundreds of years was already very fragile, and could be torn if scratched.

The man didn't realize this, he raised his hand casually, and he threw the broken knot into the lake.

"Ah!" Looking at the knot that fell into the water, Heng Yan's mind was blank, and he was only left with the idea of ​​"must take it back".

Heng Yan left everyone behind, ran a few steps and jumped into the water.

"Pfft!"

"The kid fell into the water!"

Several people rushed to the water's edge anxiously, planning to go into the water to save others, but found that there were no children in the lake at all.

However, the ripples from the lake still reminded them of what happened just now.

The moment Heng Yan jumped into the water, he recovered his body. He parted the water, and tried his best to reach out to the knot, but at the moment when he was about to get it, his eyes suddenly went dark.

The black liquid, invisible to ordinary people, has been hovering at the bottom of the lake. It condensed into the shape of a belt, wrapped around the boy's body, struggling to keep him in the lake forever, or merge into his body.

The black color was so strong that Heng Yan couldn't break free for a while. He had no choice but to break free and return to the shore temporarily.

The drenched god fell to the edge of the water, and a few humans were still desperately fishing with tools.

They couldn't see their tools stirring the growing blackness in the lake until the black liquid blackened the entire lake.

Heng Yan forgot for a moment that his spells could not completely remove troubles and darkness, after all, they are one of the most powerful things in the world. He just sealed these darkness in the lake through the medium of the thrown things.

The lake named "Talking" has already become one of the most powerful darkness in the world.

The gods who jumped into the lake awakened these darknesses, but failed to be their bearers.

Heng Yan watched his knot completely sink into the lake, and merged with the darkness.

Gone……

His gift was lost by him...

Fewer and fewer human beings came to pray and worship, and Heng Yan had to deal with fewer and fewer things. Except for the daily inspections that were gradually shortened, Heng Yan began to sit by the lake with his legs crossed, and he sat for a whole day.

The human beings who have experienced this incident seem to have expected something, and they no longer come to this lake, but the development of the forest has not decreased. Vehicles are rampant in the forest day by day, but the forest god can't do anything.

If it was Hengyan in the past, he could still suppress this lake with his mana, but as the number of humans enshrining him decreased, his mana was gradually disappearing.

Heng Yan gritted his teeth unwillingly and sat by the lake, his eyes were a little bit red.

Is the final destination of the gods to be forgotten?Then why should they be born?

If it stops here, the kind god will not fall, but Hengyan still waited for the last straw that overwhelmed him.

"Aren't you the god who guards this forest? I also enshrine you every month, why...why didn't you protect my son?!" The gray-haired old man cried bitterly with the support of another young woman, She couldn't control herself and threw a stone on the small temple, "Why did my son die in this forest! Gods like you who don't protect us are useless at all!"

Standing aside, Heng Yan looked at the old man's painful face and his own smashed temple, and suddenly understood something.

It turned out that his temple had already started to fall into ashes. It turned out that because of his distress, someone died in the forest and he couldn't even rush to rescue him...

The destination of the gods is to be forgotten.

A small voice suddenly appeared in Heng Yan's heart.

"You have done so much for them, but they still don't believe you, and even resent you. Of course they have not forgotten you, they have never taken you to heart!"

no!

Heng Yan squatted on the ground in pain, curling himself into a small ball.

But his voice was so weak that it couldn't cover that voice at all.

"Why did you disappear? Are you really born for them? Are you really willing to just disappear like this?"

I... I am not reconciled...

"No one is qualified to make you disappear. These humans don't understand anything. In this case, you can take revenge on them with your own strength. Take back your own forest and everything you have lost!"

what he had lost...

Heng Yan stumbled to his feet, his eye sockets were extremely hollow.

Hengyan walked to the shore of the lake and looked down at the darkness that only he could see.

The knot is no longer visible anyway.

The end of the gods is to be forgotten, he should not be forgotten.

The god of the forest raised his foot and stepped into the dark lake water.

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