How I was forced to be a boss

"I heard that Yimulian is raising a child?"

At the reception in Dajiangshan, Jiu Tun Douzi, who was drinking heavily, paused when he heard these words.

Even the movements of Ibaraki Doji froze.

"Oh yeah."

Looking at the movements of the two, Tamazamo seemed to have discovered something, and tapped the palm of his hand lightly with a fan.

"It's a newborn god from a foreign country. I don't know how it came here. It can't even restrain its breath. It hides in the mountains and rivers. Those little monsters are attracted and lose their minds. They keep running over, tsk." Jiu Tun The boy took another sip of wine while talking.

Yuzao looked at the two big demons in front of him, as if he had noticed something, the corners of his lips curled up.

"That would be interesting."

In the dilapidated shrine, looking at the obedient little girl kneeling on the only clean place, Yimulian still heaved a long sigh.

The little girl is so nice.No crying, no fuss, no demands, sometimes just sit there for a whole day.Also rarely speak.But it was just like this that made Yimulian feel embarrassed.

The dragon behind him showed his figure and walked around the room.

I don't know if it's related to the new God, but sometimes the little girl is like an ordinary human being. For this reason, Yimulian even asked the little monster to bring food.

"Does Zhuji know what god she is?"

When Yimulian asked this question, the little girl just tilted her head and looked at him, her face full of confusion.

How a god survives in this world is a great question, the most important of which is faith.

If the newly born gods don't even know their priesthood, where does the faith come from?

Looking at the young god who looked like an ordinary human except for a little breath when we first met that day, his eyes were tainted with a touch of sadness.

He got up and walked to the young god who might have disappeared without knowing when, and rubbed her head, "Is there anything Zhuji wants?"

"Something you like."

The little girl looked at him for a while, and just when Yimulian thought he would not get an answer, he heard the little girl's thin voice, "I want to read a book."

I was stunned for a moment.

"Want... a book?"

Is it a god related to books?

If it's a book, you can't give it to the little monster.

"Then, just wait for me here, I'll be back soon, don't run around, you know?"

Zhuji nodded seriously.

After people left for a while, Zhuji just sat by the window like this, looking at the scenery outside, wondering what she was thinking.Suddenly, as if she had discovered something, her eyes lit up, she put on her shoes, and ran under a tree in the yard.

Looking up, a big white furry tail hangs down from the dense canopy.Flicking and flicking, Zhuji's gaze also moved along with the swing of the tail.

She seemed to be studying something, with a serious expression on her small face, and stretched out her hand to grab the big tail.

However, whenever she was about to grab it, the tail flicked and slipped away from her fingertips. The little girl still repeated the same action with a serious face, as if she hadn't noticed the teasing from the owner of the tail at all. He stood there panting for a while, his face covered with sweat.

A chuckle came from the canopy.The leaves fell one after another, blocking people's sight. When Zhuji saw clearly again, there was a person wearing a mask and luxurious clothes with two big tails standing in front of her.

Is it human?

Zhuji looked at the visitor in confusion.

"Is that you?" Yuzao approached, looking down at the little thing in front of him.

"It's not so much a newborn god, but like an ordinary human cub."

Looking at the little thing who was focusing on his tail, he smiled as if thinking of something.

"Do you like it so much?"

A gust of wind blew by, and Zhuji nestled in Yuzaoqian's arms with a confused face, holding her big fluffy tail in her hands.

"He should be very happy to see you."

Afterwards, Zhuji was in a daze all the way, but she felt that she was moving, and she couldn't see anything at such a fast speed. Although she didn't know what happened, she still hooked her finger subconsciously, and a golden shattered light flashed away on her fingertips. .

In a house on the outskirts of Ping'anjing, the magnificent Onmyoji seemed to have noticed something, and raised his head to look somewhere, "Since you're here, why don't you come?"

Only then did Yuzao gradually show his figure.

Looking at the person coming, Abe Seimei shook the bat fan in his hand, and when Yuzao put down his sleeves, the little Ji Jun in his arms also appeared, with a pair of bright eyes open, he met Abe Seimei's gaze in confusion.

"Oh, what a surprise."

Even though he said that, there was no surprise on his face at all.

Tamamomae didn't take Abe Seimei's words to heart either, and just took the little girl to sit on the porch together.

Zhuji looked at the people around her curiously. She was dressed in a white safari suit, her long black hair was loosely tied, and the ends of her hair were spread out on the floor. She always smiled when she looked at people, and her eyes narrowed. Like a cunning fox.

Zhuji looked at the person on her left who brought her here, and then at the person sitting on her right, the confusion on her face became more serious.

When his little head was a lump of paste, he suddenly felt a chill on his forehead.

Abe Seimei dipped his index finger into the wine in the glass next to him, and then tapped it on the center of Takehime's forehead.

Nothing happened.

"The breath is like a god, but there is no godhead. The only bit of god's righteousness is very small."

With a Sidu expression on his face, Abe Seimei leaned back on the porch pillar, picked up the wine glass at hand and held it in his hand, looking down at the clear liquid.

"It's not quite like a new god."

"It's more like a god whose belief has disappeared after the punishment of heaven."

The replacement of the gods.Curse.

When these two words are connected, they are almost accompanied by all kinds of grief.

Yuzao raised her head before, looked at the sky, and murmured, "Heaven's punishment."

"Do you remember what god you are?"

Hearing this question for the second time, Zhuji, who always felt that she had nothing to do with what they were talking about, shook her head.

"Don't remember..."

Zhuji looked at the big, fluffy tail in her hand, and then at the masked person, her small face wrinkled in confusion, and then she thought about it for a while, as if she had decided on something, she suddenly straightened her small body and turned He got serious, "My name is Zhuxi, and Mr. Yimulian calls me Zhuji."

"What's your name?"

Both Tamazamo and Abe Seimei were startled by the little girl's words.

"Oh, this is really..." Seimei Abe looked at the big and small over there jokingly, "Speak boldly."

"Instinct?"

It is the instinct of the gods to subdue the powerful envoy.

"You want my name?"

Yuzao looked down at the little girl named Zhuji, "This is a very dangerous thing."

For weak gods, the more powerful the envoy, the better. After all, when the gods cannot control the monsters, it is only natural to be backlashed.

Nodding affirmatively.

"I want to get to know you." In the silence, the two heard the childish voice of the little girl.

The little girl raised her finger and tapped her forehead, then she was taken aback as if she was also confused by her actions, but she followed her inner thoughts and said, "I want to communicate with you. "

"Think, and then..." Thinking, as if he didn't know how to describe his feelings, he organized his words carefully, "We can get closer to each other."

"That way, you won't be lonely."

Seriously like a teacher who is passing on his own experience.

"..."

"Yamazao." Yuzao rolled up Zhuji with her big fluffy tail, "Since we have exchanged names, we must abide by the agreement, Zhuji."

As Yu Zaoqian's words fell, Zhuji felt the back of her hand burn, and looked down, the phantom of the red fox flashed away.

"It's really rare." Abe Seimei smiled without stopping the gods and monsters from forming a bond.

Hearing the voice of the person on the other side, Zhuji turned around, facing his unclear smiling face.

Zhuji always felt that this person had nothing to do with her when she looked at this side, and the leisurely look made her feel something was about to move.

So following her instinct, Zhuji approached Abe Seimei and said seriously, "Zhuxi. You can also call me Zhuji."

"Can you tell me your name?"

After finishing speaking, before hearing Abe Seimei's answer, Takehime felt a pull from behind her, and the big tail forcefully pulled her back, and she fell directly into Tamazamo's arms, raised her head in confusion, and said yes Looking at Yuzao's eyes, Zhuji heard his voice, but couldn't tell the emotion, "It's really greedy, little thing."

"Do you know who that is? Just hand over the name."

Who does it matter?

Zhuji was full of doubts, and then asked just like that.

"'Name is the shortest mantra', handing over one's name to an onmyoji, to a little thing like you, is equivalent to handing over everything about oneself."

"Especially in Heian-kyo, there are a lot of onmyojis who imprison gods privately for the purpose of driving them." Abe Seimei added with a smile.

But she is not a god.

Zhuji subconsciously told her this.

So he looked at Abe Seimei stubbornly, "But if you want to know each other, if you want to communicate, you have to exchange names."

"The name is not a curse." Zhuji's expressionless face revealed a bit of dissatisfaction.

"The name is a symbol that represents the existence of self-awareness, and it is the closest connection between a person living in the world and the eternal life."

"If you have a name, but keep hiding it, and no one calls you all the time, as time goes by, when you forget yourself, don't you lose yourself?"

Seeing the little girl over there taking advantage of the strength of the tail in front of Tamamo to loosen, and breaking free from the tail in a flash, sitting upright, staring at her nervously with a few strands of hair curled up, Abe Seimei sighed, "Said So is it."

The great onmyoji who established the so-called "name is the curse" system single-handedly, the elegant and upright white fox son of Heianjing laughed softly.

"My name is Abe Seimei, you can just call me Seimei, Takehime."

The author has something to say: 1 This is one of the follow-up effects of the incident that Bai Lan got out last time

感谢在2020-05-1707:13:01~2020-05-1807:31:47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 who threw the grenade: 1 corn;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yu Sheng 2; Chu Huang Xavier 1;

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