In Hanamaru [Comprehensive]

Going south along the Suzaku Avenue in Kyoto, there is a small city gate, which was struck by lightning, and half of the stone fell off, crumbling, and this part of the city was abandoned.

Many residents along the way are ordinary poor people. They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. They live in poverty and work hard to make ends meet.

In the evening, a few children get together, make a bed and cover a quilt, and get together to tell stories.

"In the famine in the early years, many homeless people died in Luocheng Gate, and children, the ones your age, were all the way, it was very miserable—" The older boy frightened the others, deliberately gloomy His face and tone were serious and he tapped a child's nose, "In the end, hell couldn't hold these undead, so they wandered into the world, doing evil things, some ghosts invaded the palace, disturbed the emperor, and even dispatched onmyoji and monks Suppression, just like that, the Rashomon demon became famous."

"Ah Kuan is scaring people," the youngest girl wrinkled her nose and muttered dissatisfiedly, "There are so many ghosts. Besides, there are onmyojis in Kyoto, and ghosts dare not come in."

"Who says there are no ghosts, Genji knows, people are going out to encircle the ghost nest, just because these evil spirits are too rampant," Akuan said seriously, "The evil ghost Jiu Tun Dou likes to eat girls, just like you, Disobedient and mischievous child, needless to say, just catch him back to the mountain, drink some wine, and then... the monsters next door are all crying!"

"Tuk Tuk!"

Halfway through the threatening words, the door was knocked suddenly, the children stopped talking, and the room was silent.

So, there were a few more knocks on the door.

The sound of knocking on the door is extremely patient, persevering, dripping water through the stone, and the strength of each knock is very similar, reflecting the good cultivation and patience of the visitors.

The cubs on the bed were trembling, and the storyteller lowered his voice and said, "Did you hear that, whoever knocks on the door in this age of demons and ghosts is rampant and chaotic, it must not be human."

A group of children nodded in agreement.

Finally, the person outside the door seemed helpless, and kicked the door with his foot. There was a "dong" sound, accompanied by the girl's shivering cry: "I just knocked on the door because I knew there was someone inside—— "

When the words fell, there was an earth-shattering sneeze.

The older child crawled out of bed and peeked outside through the crack of the door.

Outside the door was a slender figure with purple lips and wet long black hair, strands hanging down and sticking to each other's cheeks, and the clothes on his body were also wet, so he was in an embarrassing situation.

"I'm very cold. Can you lend me some dry clothes at home? It would be even better if you have a stove to warm up." It was Aihua who came, and she was still holding a damaged pocket watch in her hand.

The child crouched behind the door, shivering, and threw out a yellow paper talisman.

"Back off, the monster back off..." The other party was still chanting strange spells.

Kashima Manika silently pushed back her long hair, revealing a pale face.

"Look clearly, I'm not a monster."

The girl's voice was somewhat resentful, and she looked at the children in the room with big dark eyes.

"Help me, I'll give you good things."

Aihua stood there, as if I would not leave until you opened the door. Finally, the little boy opened the door a little bit weakly:

"We don't have much meat, I'll give you the clothes, don't eat us..."

Aika sighed, looked at the contents of the house, and took off the small jewelry on her wrist and handed it to the child after entering the house.

The transfer beads made of pure gold are worn with red strings, there are three in total, 5 or 6 grams are available.

Holding the gold in his small hand, Ah Kuan stuck out his teeth and bit it. After confirming, his eyes lit up instantly.

There are still a few pairs of small eyes on the plank bed. This is not a house. A few homeless children have picked an abandoned house that can barely shelter from the wind and rain to keep warm.

"What year is it now?" Aihua wrapped herself in a small quilt, watching the child in front of her gather some firewood to live.

"what?"

"It's the name of the emperor who is in power now, and what major events have happened in the city recently." Aihua put it another way.

Now, a few children were able to get on with the conversation, and they started to introduce in a hurry.

From their words, Aihua roughly determined the era she was in, but it was a few children. Since Aihua took out the gold, they completely let go of their guard. At this moment, they wished to tell everything they knew. The amount of information is huge. Aihua can't bear it.

"Okay, okay, I understand, now the more capable onmyoji in your capital is not named Abe but Mina, right? I also know the name of the emperor, and it was still in the Heian era." She would know whose young master Mrs. Jia had an appointment with in the middle of the night.

Her hands and feet were basically warmed up, and Manika started to play with the pocket watch.

The bottom case of the brass was cracked, some parts were missing, and the position showing the age collapsed, leaving a black hole. Aika turned the clockwork, and the pocket watch made an unnatural "clicking" sound , It should be that the gear inside has fallen off.

"This can't be used anymore." Holding her forehead, Aika had to face the reality.

On the time axis of thousands of years, she fell in a small corner of Japan. The government of time needs to investigate historical distortions to notice her. It is also a probability event to meet other men with swords and swords in this era, and Saiki Kusuo of the bamboo horse It is also a big project to find the area where you are from the millennium timeline. It takes three days for a person with superpowers to die. Then find someone across time and space. According to the search rules, he will definitely start from the year when he disappeared. Over time, in the Heian era, it would take 1000 years to screen, and Saiki would also spend a few days with this workload.

"Because time and space have been crossed, it is not easy to summon. Without a command spell or a holy relic, you cannot use your ability."

Overturning all possible self-help modes along the way, Aika folded her arms and thought about it, then asked, "Do you know the swordsmith Sanjo?"

The oldest child said: "That's the royal knife maker, in the palace."

"So, how long will it take to get to the palace from here?" Aihua came up with a new method. She remembered that Fu Sangshen, her best housekeeper, was born in this era. Signal into the future.

The child's eyes widened, and he said, "It's been a long time, and you don't have an ox cart to ride in, and there are guards in the palace, so you can't go in."

"Just tell me the direction." Aihua was determined.

After the child said it, Aika threw out two familiars, and the bats flapped their wings and flew to the city. The child stood on the ground watching the bats flying away, and then looked away and asked Aika: "Are you a witch? "If it's not a monster, then it's a witch.

"I'm a conjurer," Aihua winked her eyes, and pulled the child into the house. "What's your name?"

"Ah Kuan."

"Where are your parents?"

"It's just us, without parents." Ah Kuan looked at Aihua's slender figure, and asked again, "Do you want to eat?"

"What can you give me to eat?"

Hearing this, Ah Kuan took out a clay pot from the cabinet and handed the contents to Aihua. The latter saw that it was dried grapes and sweet potatoes.

"Thank you." Aihua took a sweet potato and chewed it dry, and found that the taste was actually okay.

Sitting by the fire, watching the crackling of the burning wood, Aika admired these children for being able to survive in such a barren place.

"Who are you, why did you come back to Luocheng Gate? It's been abandoned for a long time." Seeing Aihua's pensive expression, Ah Kuan boldly asked, thinking that the other party had entered through the gate and hadn't done anything to overstep.

"An accident, I will leave when I find a way to go back." Aihua said.

"Ah, you don't look like the people here," Ah Kuan nodded, and then said to himself, "It's a good thing you knocked on my door, otherwise it would be dangerous."

When Ah Kuan was 14 years old, because he took care of his younger siblings for a long time, he always looked like a little adult. Aihua hugged her knees, with the dancing fire on her cheeks, and said playfully, "Why?"

"Because this is the most dilapidated street in Heian-kyo, and it's a gathering place for evil spirits," Kuan said with a serious expression, "You are a girl wandering here alone, and it will be bad if you meet monsters or bad guys."

"It doesn't matter, I can use a little magic to protect myself." The true ancestor said that he didn't care.

"Because you know small tricks, you have to be more careful." Kuan folded his arms, and for the sake of those few gold grains, he seriously suggested to Aika, "Now Genji Onmyoji is going to eradicate demons on a large scale, The monsters are also waiting for an opportunity to counterattack, and the two forces are at a stalemate, and a guy like you who is not in the Onmyoji camp or the monster camp is likely to be rejected by both sides, and there may not be a way out if you are targeted."

It was dark outside the house, without any light, and there was occasional howls of ghosts and wolves. I don't know which wild beast in the wild digs up someone else's lonely grave.

Ah Kuan said: "...Let's just hide here tonight, and wait for someone reliable to come and take you away."

The little man's speech made Aika smile, and the girl said: "Just give me a corner where I can nap."

Anyway, there is nowhere to go for the time being, and the familiar hasn't found those guys yet. Aika sat in the corner of the bunk, watched Hiroshi extinguish the flames, and then the children also nestled on the bed together. The youngest girl stared at Aika silently with her big eyes. .

"Is my sister human?"

"Probably." Aihua has seen the girl's thin face, and the other person's face is a bit dirty, and there are some small wounds when she looks closely. Thinking that the other person may be a homeless child, who has been bullied so much, Aihua feels pity in her heart, and can't help touching it Touching her hair, "What's your name?"

"Xiaoqian," Xiaoqian is the smallest, and has the feeling that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He is the child who took the initiative to talk to her except Ah Kuan. "Sister is a good person."

"How to say?" Aihua withdrew her hand, feeling that the other party's hair was a bit dry, probably because it was cold at night, and the top of Xiaoqian's head didn't have much temperature.

"If you give us gold, you won't hit us." Xiaoqian replied.

"It's wrong to hit someone." Aihua couldn't help but yawned after being warmed by the fire.

"But others will beat us, throw stones at us from a distance, and scold us fiercely." Xiaoqian muttered, and shrank back to his brother like a kitten.

"It's okay, I'm here, no one dares to hit you." Aihua yawned for a long time, closed her eyes, and decided to take a nap.

After Aihua closed her eyes, the children immediately fell silent.

The little bats crossed the streets of Kyoto all the way and went straight to the palace. According to the owner's order, they looked for the famous knives placed there.

Kyoto Onmyoji's barrier is a little level, a bat smashed the defense with a suicide attack, and the second familiar successfully invaded.

It found the famous sword kept by the emperor, and was lucky to find that it was a Mikazuki Zongjin.

"Hey, Sanriyue, wake up." The bat landed on the scabbard, opened its mouth, and made the sound of loving flowers.

Dao Ling received the call, and it took a long time for the spirit body to slowly separate out of the main body.

Then the familiar found out that it was a three-headed little baby sword spirit.

On the outside, the spirit of Taidao, who is less than 4 years old, has not yet fully opened his wits. In the future, those beautiful eyes that will fascinate thousands of god-seekers are full of innocence at the moment. When he saw the bat talking, the first thing he did was to laugh .

"Don't laugh so naively, you're not like this in the future..." the bat uttered Aihua helplessly, "Remember, if Kashima Aika, your god judge in the future, suddenly disappears one day, it will come to the present This is the era, you must remember to send someone to pick her up."

The three-headed Dao Ling smiled sweetly, raised his hand and touched the bat's head, then hugged the little guy in his arms contentedly, caressing and playing with it.

Enjoying the pampering of the Five Swords under Heaven, the bat is still in a state of being overwhelmed with joy, thinking in a daze: no, this guy seems too young now, can't remember things at all?

At this moment, Sanri Yuezong is approaching, Dao's age is three and a half years old, and he is still a baby.