Onmyoji system

Emperor Huanwu moved the capital to Heian-kyo, and the Heian era has become a rich and colorful stroke in history.

People know that there will be legends of demons and ghosts at this time, that ghosts will walk in the night, and that there will be a great onmyoji, Abe Seimei...but no one will ever know that the ancestor of ghosts was also born here.

Oni Wu Tsuji has lost count of how many times he was on the verge of death before becoming a ghost.

Born as a dead baby at birth, he climbed back from the gate of hell with his obsession with survival, but was still judged by almost all doctors that he would not live past the age of 20 due to terminal illness.

As a child, Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi looked at other children who were alive and kicking, and listened to people carefully talking about how long he could survive.

Fortunately, he came from an aristocratic family, and famous doctors and precious medicines were sent like flowing water. Even in view of his family's face, the Yinyang Liao, which is directly under the emperor, often agreed to the request and came to help the young man of this family. The son prayed for blessings and dispelled evil spirits.

But it's useless, the onmyoji and onmyoji that everyone is boasting about have no effect on Guiwu Tsuji.

By the time he was eight years old, he had been able to recite the procedures of those onmyojis and witches back and forth, and he was so numb that he couldn't even experience comfort in his heart.

Seeing the moved parents who still believed in these things, Onimai Tsuji was both angry and ridiculous.

Why do you still believe this when you know it's useless?Why is he the only one suffering so much?Why is God not even willing to give him a normal and healthy body?

Just want to live, why so painful?

When he was eight years old, the onmyoji who came to pray for Wu Mi was replaced by a great figure at that time—He Maozhongxing, head of Yinyang Liao.

He Mao Zhongxing was the most famous and powerful onmyoji in Heian-kyo at that time. He couldn't stand the repeated requests of Oniwu Tsuji's father, and came to visit the young master's condition.

He Mao Zhongxing only brought two teenagers with him. One of these two teenagers was his eldest son, He Mao Baoxian, and the other was his newly recruited disciple. It was said that He Mao Zhongxing valued him very much.

The rumored Kamo Tadayuki is just an ordinary middle-aged man with outstanding demeanor and well-rounded facial features. He does not have the appearance of a god who can save people's lives. Kindle hope.

When He Mao Zhongxing was performing Yin-Yang Art, Gui Wu Tsuji Wuyou lay on the sickbed and looked sideways. The first thing that caught his eye was not the tall figure of He Mao Zhongxing, but the slightly thin boy beside him.

It's really that this young man is too attractive to others, and it's a feeling that can make people's eyes shine when they see it.

The boy looked about twelve or thirteen years old, his hair color was rare snow white, and his appearance could already tell that he would be handsome in the future. He was wearing a simple white safari suit, which fit very well, and raised his whole person's demeanor a lot.

But it wasn't any of the above that caught the eye, but his eyes.

Those eyes were actually azure blue like the sky, with a faint blush at the end of the eyes, which added a bit of femininity that didn't violate harmony.

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi had never seen such beautiful eyes.

Only later did he know why this person was so special from the beginning.

The strange white-haired boy didn't say a word, only occasionally chatted with He Mo Baoxian, and the whole time he only gave Kiwu Tsuji Mucan a faint glance, and that one glance made Xiao Wuchan feel a "thump" in his heart.

After the ceremony, the Onmyoji, master and apprentice were entertained by his father to drink tea.

The servants in the family were tidying up the courtyard, and when they were taking care of him, they couldn't help but whisper about the Onmyoji just now.

When talking about the white-haired boy, the servants all had a look of fear on their faces. When Wu Mi remembered that the boy was still there, people looked terrified and dared not approach him at all.

He asked curiously: "His name is Abe Seimei? What happened to him?"

The servants looked at each other in blank dismay, after all they still couldn't stand the young master's continuous questioning.

The ominous son born of a white fox and a human, with a withdrawn and indifferent personality-these words flooded into the ears of Oni Wu Tsuji.

It is said that on the road at night, Abe Seimei, who was just getting started, even noticed the monster's approach earlier than Kamo Tadayuki.

"Even if he has the ability to detect the existence of monsters earlier than Master Kamo, is such a person suitable to be an Onmyoji? Master Kamo's decision is too arbitrary..."

Listening to the whispers, Kiwu Tsuji said heartily that these servants are really ignorant.

He hasn't even seen the existence of monsters yet, if that Abe Seimei is more powerful than Ka Mo Baoxian...

Driven by that look, Wu Mi ran out of the room with his weak body supported.

For the first time, he walked down the halls of his house without anyone following him, to get an answer.

Before he had gone far, he accidentally found that person in a corner of the garden.

The white-haired and white-clothed boy stood under the blooming cherry tree, with his back turned to Oni Wu Tsuji and raised his head to look at the cherry blossoms all over the tree.

When the breeze blows, countless petals fall like rain, and the boy in the cherry blossom rain is like a beautiful picture.

He raised his hand and caught a fallen flower.

Oni Wu Tsuji doesn't like cherry blossoms, and this kind of flower with a short flowering period will make him have bad associations.

The eight-year-old boy wrinkled his nose. He stood in the porch and shouted to the figure behind him, "What's there to see?"

The white-haired boy paused his hands, and said calmly: "The fleeting life can often bloom the most beautiful scene in the gap of time. You should not deny it just because of your personal likes and dislikes."

Wu Mi: "?!"

How did this person know it was him... no, how did he know what he was thinking? !

Is it a coincidence?If not, it's really not like a human being.

Onimui Tsuji's eyes lit up.

"I'm sorry, my lord." The white-haired boy turned around slowly, and bowed his head to salute him, "I'm Abe Seimei."

Oni Wu Tsuji wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, took a deep breath: "I know you."

Abe Seimei looked puzzled, he tilted his head slightly, and said, "So?"

That is to say, there is still a little youthful feeling in this action.

"You saw the cherry blossoms in my house," Guiwu Tsuji had to hold on to the pillar to maintain his standing position, he looked at Abe Seimei eagerly, "You have to see a doctor, and the look in your eyes just now, what does that mean? "

Faced with this attitude of strong buying and strong selling, Abe Seimei blinked: "The teacher has already seen it for you. I am not as good as the teacher. As for the eyes, I just took a look at who is performing the surgery, and there is no need. meaning."

"You're lying to me," Gui Wu Tsuji gritted his teeth, unwilling to say, "Are you pitying me at that time, or..."

The word "poor" was almost squeezed out between his teeth.

"You really misunderstood," Abe Seimei stepped forward and helped the boy who seemed to be unable to hold on at any time. He supported the boy's shoulders, stared into his plum red eyes, and said lightly, "Why are you so persistent? Woolen cloth?"

Wu miserable shouted: "You have a healthy body, of course you don't think so!"

Abe Seimei sighed, lowered his eyes and said, "But you have everything except this."

A happy family, caring parents, even if they know their son is dying, they don't want to give up.

At that time, neither of them knew that they envied each other at the same time.

Wu Mi was stunned for a while, and after a while of silence, he still grabbed the man's sleeve unwillingly: "I really want to live, as long as I can live forever!"

"No one can live forever. As I said just now, the more persistent things are, the easier it is to lose them. The short life is the most glorious... So human beings can do hundreds of times more than turtles. "Abe Seimei turned his head to look at the cherry tree, and said, "I am just an ordinary person who has just learned about Onmyoji. I can't say things that the teacher doesn't know, and I shouldn't do unnecessary things. Please forgive me." .”

No misery: "..."

What is redundant and what should not be said to him?

How cruel, he is precocious enough to understand the metaphors in anyone's words.

And Wu Mi also found out where he had always felt a little awkward since he saw this person.

This person's beautiful blue eyes are hollow, and the falling shadows of the cherry blossom rain are reflected in them.

There is only cherry blossom rain.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Wu Mi suddenly felt dizzy in his head, his feet were soft, and he passed out directly.

"Young master? Young master?"

When Wu Mi woke up, the Onmyojis had already left.

The ritual had no effect.

It is also expected.

If there is a god in this world, why not take care of him?

Abe Seimei, what a lucky man he is.

No misfortune and no reconciliation.

He must live...to live, to prove to that person that the fleeting life that is the most beautiful is empty talk!Only a long and fulfilling life is the most precious thing in this world!

What he is obsessed with must be obtained!

It seems that Wuyou passed out next to Abe Seimei, and Ka Moo Tadayuki came back several times later, but he never brought the white-haired boy with him.

Oni Wu Tsuji grew up day by day, from a boy to an adult.

At the same time, Abe Seimei's reputation is expanding day by day.

I don't know when, the most famous onmyoji praised by everyone has quietly changed. Although most people are still shocked and scared when they mention that name, there is no fear in their eyes, but more envy.

"Onmyoji Abe Seimei..."

Wu Mi sat on the porch thinking about the grown-up appearance of that man—he was able to stand up and walk around frequently.

He must beat that person, he must get a healthy body.

But at the beginning, the sentence "I can't live to be 20 years old" came back quietly like a curse and found Wu Mi. On his 20th birthday, Wu Mi vomited blood and fainted again. After that, he didn't even have the strength to get up.

What a complete scumbag.

This is undoubtedly torture for Wuyou's proud heart. He persisted for another two years, watching the "famous doctors" who boasted in front of him one after another come back after a lot of tinkering, and his heart felt a little bit worse. hit rock bottom.

When Wu Can reacted that day, he held a sharp knife in his hand, and the last doctor who treated him fell into a pool of blood.

In the chaotic Heian era, it was common for nobles to draw swords and kill people in a fit of rage. What's more, he was ill and uncertain because of his illness since he was a child. Maybe everyone is still in astonishment.

What surprised Wuyou was how could he have the strength to kill someone?

The doctor's gurgling blood did not make him feel any discomfort, but instead made his heart beat more violently.

After Wu Mi realized that he had recovered from his illness, he was ecstatic and wanted to rush out the door, but was burned by the afterglow of the setting sun.

He got a body that is stronger than health, can even be restored infinitely, and will not age and die.

He lost the power to live in daylight.

He also became a demon that devours human flesh and blood.

Guiwu Tsuji doesn't care about cannibalism. Nothing in this world is more important to him than health and longevity. Even his parents' puzzlement and tears after learning of his cannibalism make him even more upset. He couldn't understand why his parents who loved him so much would be so unacceptable to this matter.

What he can't accept is the loss of the power to live in the daytime and the threat of sunshine, which means that he still has the possibility of death, and his arrogance does not allow anyone to easily deprive him of his power.

It's a pity that the doctor is dead.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan took the doctor's relics and left home to look for the "Blue Higan Flower". He firmly believed that sooner or later he would become a powerful and perfect creature like a god.

One year...

two years...

Five years...

On the road, Ghost Dance Tsuji finally met a monster, but unfortunately he was not as powerful as he imagined. He, the "ancestor of ghosts", is the most powerful existence now.

He even discovered a way to distribute blood to others to make ghosts to help him find the blue Bianhua, but he still didn't make any progress.

For the first time, Guiwu Tsuji Wucan regretted killing someone so arbitrarily.

Has no one else been able to find the Cyan Bana?

Wait, there is another kind of person who can predict the future and good or bad luck, and know what other people are thinking without even looking at it, especially the most famous person in recent years...

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi suddenly realized that he had achieved his original obsession in some way.

Maybe he should go back to Heian-kyo.

Go find that person.

Go find Abe Seimei.

The once ominous son of the white fox and human beings has become the son of the white fox and the guardian of Heianjing.

If that person didn't care about fame and fortune, and didn't want to pay too much attention to the intrigue among the nobles of the family, I'm afraid his current achievements would be even higher.

Onimai Tsuji Muchan stepped onto the main street of Tsuchimikado, looking at the mansion with the original lantern with the original Kikyo print pattern hanging in front of the gate, he couldn't help but smile ironically.

He and Abe Seimei, compared with the situation they are in today and more than ten years ago, it seems that their lives have been changed.

Whether it's the experiences from childhood to adulthood, or the monsters he met outside that none of them could beat him, Wu Mi felt that Yin Yang was nothing more than that.

It doesn't matter whether Abe Seimei listens to him or not, he can grab that person by the neck and threaten him, let that guy who is always on top experience his pain as a child, and if he can't, he will also turn Abe Seimei into a ghost.

What an interesting scene it would be when the onmyoji guarding Heian-kyo turned into a blood-eating demon.

Oni Wu Tsuji walked to the gate of the mansion calmly, stretched out his hand and pushed the door.

With a sound of "嗞啦", his hand seemed to be blocked by some invisible barrier, and the next moment a scorching tingling sensation suddenly spread across his fingertips, and he looked at his scorched fingertips in amazement, Don't understand what's going on.

"Who's outside?" A brisk girl's voice sounded from behind the door.

The gate of the mansion was pushed open, Honey Bug looked around and found that there was no one there.

But did the barrier respond just now?

When Oni Wu Tsuji reacted, he had already hid behind a corner not far away.

He didn't even know why he was hiding. It was impossible for Abe Seimei to beat him.

Wu Mi gritted his teeth resentfully, his plum red eyes looked extraordinarily bright red in the darkness.

"Honeybug, who is it?"

When Oni Wu Tsuji met Abe Seimei, the white-haired boy was in the period of voice change, and the second voice was clear and pleasant, which was almost completely different from when he was a teenager, but Oni Wu Tsuji recalled too many times in his memory Once again, I recognized it right away.

Oni Wu Tsuji turned his head to look in the shadows, and at a glance saw the man in the snow-white safari walking out slowly under the light.

It was almost no different from what he imagined.

"Master Seimei," Abe Seimei replied respectfully from the shikigami beetle inspired by the butterfly, "There is nothing."

The slender, handsome and picturesque white-haired man thought for a while, then called out to the street: "Boya?"

no respond.

"...Thinking about it, he shouldn't be so bored." Abe Seimei said to himself, "The barrier reacted with a counterattack, presumably it was some kind of monster or evil spirit, it should have already escaped. "

"Don't worry about it? Seimei-sama."

Abe Seimei casually glanced at the corner of the street, the light of the lantern dyed his white hair a soft orange, he said lightly: "No need."

The gate of the mansion is closed.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi crushed a piece of the wall, his eyes were full of bright red bloodshot eyes, but his face was covered with cold sweat.

he is afraid?How is that possible, he obviously...

The ancestor of ghosts hiding in the shadows took a deep breath and said with a sinister smile: "You are still as defiant as ever, Abe Seimei...In this case, I will let you experience what despair is."

Looking at Heian-kyo under the threat of ghosts, can you still say that short life is the most beautiful thing?

Heian-kyo fell into hell, and was ransacked by the first batch of ghosts who bestowed blood on the ghost dance Tsuji.

For a time, rumors of "evil ghosts eating people" spread widely, and the emperor summoned the people of Yinyang Liao every day, and almost couldn't sleep at night.

But that was useless, Guiwu Tsuji knew all this clearly, just like him when he was ill when he was a child.

Guiwu Tsuji Wucan mainly targeted those nobles, and it is very likely that these people know the blue Bana flower.

Seeing that the situation was developing as he expected, Oni Wu Tsuji's mood did not improve, but became more and more irritable.

That person didn't show up.

At night, Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou suddenly appeared among the ghosts who were chewing in a mansion, and the ghosts bowed down in horror when they saw his figure.

With her brows furrowed, Wu Mi walked up to the nobleman who was lying in a pool of blood but still breathing, and said coldly, "Do you know the blue Bana flower?"

"Kill me, you monster!" This nobleman was actually different from those sacks and rice bags, and he was quite brave enough to pick up the fallen sword. "You will definitely die badly, and go to hell!"

Wu Mi was touched to the biggest pain point in her heart.

A long whip flew out suddenly, directly shattering the noble's limbs into countless pieces. Hearing the screams, Gui Wu Tsuji smiled ferociously: "Who is dying now?"

But no.

My mood hasn't improved.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou casually knocked off the head of the worshiping ghost, and said in a cold voice, "Then go find the blue Bianhua, you idiot."

With such an uncertain owner at the stall, ghosts complained endlessly, but he still could only say yes.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, it is clearly late at night, but the white-haired onmyoji still hasn't fallen asleep, a candle is lit on the table, and he holds a brush in his hand, writing something at the desk.

The paper door of the room is wide open, and you can directly see the courtyard.

There was a loud noise suddenly in the still extremely quiet night just now, the Onmyoji stopped his hands, looked up and saw the Ghost King staring at him coldly, and...

"...You can't open the barrier, so you just demolished the wall of my house?" Abe Seimei sighed quietly, he calmly put away the brush, picked up the folding fan that was put aside, and then slowly got up and looked at Onimai Tsuji Wu Mi, "I thought you wouldn't come again because you didn't come to see me last time and let your subordinates play wild in Heianjing."

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou wanted to break the neck of this arrogant guy immediately, but when he heard Abe Seimei's words, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and suppressed his anger: "What do you rely on to think so?"

"It seems that I was wrong now, doesn't it?" Abe Seimei did not answer directly, but paused, "During the day, your father came to see me, as expected of the head of Onimai Tsuji, who dares to live with such a surname The samurai immediately realized that it was his runaway son who did all of this."

The corners of Kibu Tsuji's eyes twitched.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Abe Seimei's eyes became more complicated: "Do you know what he came to me for?"

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Gui Wu Tsuji's mouth: "Why, does he still want to ask you to 'save' me?"

"...He came to ask me," Abe Seimei slowly repeated, "If the child is completely hopeless, all he can do is send you to the six realms of reincarnation before you commit even greater debts." .”

How much courage does a father have to ask others to kill his son?

That man forced himself to make the cruelest but most correct choice for the child he loved so much.

"Please... If he wants to hate, he can hate me. I failed to give him a healthy body. Everything is my fault... Even if I have to apologize to accompany him in this life, but I can't just watch my son turn into a ghost! It's because my father is too incompetent..."

The spine of the proud warrior knelt down before him.

It's a pity that Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi couldn't understand all this at all. He smiled mockingly: "Six Realms of Reincarnation? Do you want to see who goes to Six Realms of Reincarnation earlier?!"

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi was completely enraged, and the blood ghost technique went berserk, and the strong wind blowing the white-haired onmyoji's hair fluttered wildly.

Abe Seimei calmly watched the attacking blood ghost technique, forming a yin and yang seal in his hand: "Shou."

The blood ghost technique hit the enchantment.

"Bound."

Guiwu Tsuji was instantly trapped by invisible chains, and his whole body became stiff as if he had fallen into a glacier. He looked up at Abe Seimei in surprise, but saw that person calmly withdrawing his fingerprints, looking "compassionately" Looking at him, there seemed to be a golden light in his eyes: "The power I possess is completely different from what you know."

"Gui Wu Tsuji is not miserable, you who have experienced the pain of life early should have the deepest understanding of people's hearts, but you have embarked on the path I should have taken..."

Really good fortune.

"Abe Seimei!" The complex emotions and anger towards this person covered up the fear of death, Gui Wu Tsuji musai roared, "Are you going to kill me?! You come to be the hero who saved Heian-kyo!"

"...I'm not a hero, I'm nothing." Abe Seimei turned his back to Wu Mi, and untied the shackles on him with a wave of his hand. Under Wu Mi's surprised eyes, he said slowly, "I Did not promise your father."

As those rulers became more and more corrupt and incompetent, coupled with successive years of natural disasters, more and more monsters were born out of human hearts.

Abe Seimei has never been a real kind person. He has been used to seeing those eyes that are more indifferent than the other since he was a child.

The existence of Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi might make those people sober.

The world has already fallen to the point where ghosts are needed to balance it.

Abe Seimei sat back at the desk, sorting out the manuscripts that had just been blown by the wind: "Except for the Minamoto family, the Kamo family, and your own family, what you want to do with those nobles has nothing to do with me."

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, if you dare to touch any of them, even if thousands of years have passed, I will let you experience the pain you fear most."

Oni Wu Tsuji looked at the people enveloped in the candlelight, and for a moment didn't know what it was like.

From the beginning, he was constantly perfecting the image of Abe Seimei in his heart, but it turned out that he overestimated Abe Seimei who grew up in the dark.

Guiwu Tsuji suddenly didn't hate him anymore. It turned out that the meeting under the cherry blossom tree that year was not because this person didn't see himself in his eyes, but that he didn't see anyone other than Sakura, let alone him.

Gui Wu Tsuji raised his hand towards that person, but he didn't know what he wanted to grab. He looked at the lonely figure through the light between his fingers, and for the first time felt that he knew what a long distance was.

Whether it's strength or what, he can't even reach the corner of that person's clothes?

"I don't know what a blue Bana flower is, and I don't know how to live longer. A person lives for only a hundred years, and there is something to give. Since you have obtained the long life you dreamed of, why bother to force what you shouldn't have."

That was the last sentence Abe Seimei said to him.

It was more than 50 years since Onimai Tsuji saw Abe Seimei for the fifth and last time.

His strength was no longer comparable, but he could still feel that he couldn't break through the barrier, but he still entered the mansion smoothly without destroying anything.

Abe Seimei let him in.

The last time I came here was not the season of cherry blossoms, but now it was just right, this time the person standing under the cherry tree became Onimai Tsuji Mimi, and the person in the porch became Abe Seimei.

The man is indeed the son of the white fox. His face is the same as it was decades ago except that it is more calm and mature. He is sitting on the porch, his blue eyes quietly watching the sudden appearance of the ghost Wu Tsuji, without any surprise in the dark, as if Been waiting for nothing.

Not at all like a dying person.

"I heard that you got married, are you waiting for me to send everyone away?" Onimai Tsuji raised his head and looked down at Abe Seimei with a triumphant attitude, "Give up the rest of your life for these boring things. Your lifespan is nothing more than that, Abe Seimei."

"I don't expect you to understand at all, Gui Wu Tsuji Wumi." The man's voice was hoarse and low, "Now the owner of Gui Wu Tsuji is your brother's grandson, but you are still alone. It's really sad."

Ghost Mai Tsuji's eyes immediately darkened.

"About your father, you didn't follow what I told you." Abe Seimei said.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou snorted coldly: "That man wanted to kill me, but he didn't even see my face, that's what he asked for."

"So I will honor what I said," Abe Seimei stared into Kimai Tsuji's eyes, "I found a kind of ore that contains the power of the sun, and ghosts are especially afraid of it, and there are so many people who hate you... ...No misery, you have to remember that no matter how many years have passed, there will always be a group of warriors with swords who will live tenaciously in this world to kill you. Even if thousands of years have passed, their anger will definitely send you into the world In the hell you fear most."

After a pause, Abe Seimei said slowly, "Just call them the Demon Slayer Squad... how about it?"

Wu Mi came to Abe Seimei in the blink of an eye, and grabbed his collar.

kill him!

Kill him quickly!Break his neck!

Oni Wu Tsuji's heart has been clamoring this way all the time, the distance between him and Abe Seimei is very close, this man is very weak now, it is impossible to win against him again.

But looking at Abe Seimei's eyes that were still immaculate, Wuyou thought inexplicably that he had never seen this person really smile.

Except for those fake smiles...

"Seimei, become a ghost." Kiwu Tsuji Mumi approached those blue eyes that were as blue as the sky, and said word by word, "Become the most perfect creature, an immortal existence."

This is what this man should be.

Abe Seimei suddenly smiled.

I don't know if the smile was sincere or mocking.

"You're delusional," he said.

Those who should have lived forever have given up their long lives, while those who should have died young have gained eternal life.

That person drifted away from the world and failed to reconcile with the world until the day he died.

During the millennium, people who were innocent and funny began to praise him. Seeing that person who had never known the world suddenly become a well-known figure, he thought about whether to laugh at the bones of that person.

One day after an indeterminate amount of time passed, he killed an onmyoji, and seeing the dazzling bloodstains on the snow-white hunting clothes, Gui Wu Tsuji's temple suddenly felt a sharp pain.

The first time we met, he passed out, he didn't fall to the ground.

Someone caught him, and it was the same kind of hunting clothes...

It was he who forgot about it.

Oni Wu Tsuji had never been to that person's burial place even once.

Abe Seimei did not break his promise, and the Ghost Killing Squad hunted down Ghost Mai Tsuji for thousands of years.

Except for Ji Guoyuanyi, everyone else is as insignificant as ants. A group of weak human beings are moths to the fire again and again, and they are crushed into ashes with their bodies and anger by Wu Mi .

Even if dragging a body that won't live to be 25 years old, even if there are curses all over the body.

Looking at the sunrise thousands of years later, Wu Mi, whose body was broken, suddenly thought of something inexplicably.

If he and Abe Seimei had exchanged identities from the beginning, or if the two could understand each other...

This is good fortune tricking people.

After the disbandment of the ghost killing team that eliminated Onimai Tsuji, the new chief producer Yashiki Teriya accidentally discovered that the great onmyoji from thousands of years ago had participated in helping the ancestors of the Yashiki family establish a ghost killing team when he was sorting out the classics left by his ancestors Thinking that Abe Seimei might be one of the first people in the world who decided to fight with Onmiya Tsuji, I couldn’t help but sigh—although this is an achievement that will not be recognized by the world, it should be because the onmyoji is mysterious And the wonderful life experience adds a rich touch.

The author has something to say: I can't stop the inspiration once it comes, but when I look back at Eight Thousand Five, I'm gone, I'm really gone...

The overhead parallel world, that is, the story of Seimei and Boss Xiao that I briefly mentioned in the world of Ghost Slayer, is purely fictional, mainly because the faces of these two people are so easy to lick (while pulling Boss Xiao to bask in the sun) wrote), the original background setting is also quite suitable, mutual envy without knowing it, a ray of light in the dark, a thousand years of immortality and so on... I am very good at it myself.

The next book can finally start to write a story about killing ghosts. It is estimated that the theatrical version will be released during the period. I am happy.

感谢在2020-07-0518:43:06~2020-07-0618:37:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of love;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!