How I was forced to be a boss

In Heian-kyo, which is shrouded in shadows, even ordinary people can feel the heavy atmosphere, like a stone pressing on the heart, making people have to work hard to breathe.

In the middle of the night, the surroundings are quiet, not only people, but not even the sound of insects.

A woman whose clothes were all patched hurriedly walked towards one place with her head bowed and a bundle in her hands.

Suddenly a black shadow appeared, and the woman was so startled that she took a few steps back and fell to the ground. When she looked up, her face turned pale.

It was a female ghost with a ferocious face, her hair was scattered in a mess, and black air was scattered around her body.

"No...don't come here!"

The female ghost jumped forward, and the woman was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes and let out a scream in her throat.

After waiting for a long while, the imagined pain did not appear. The woman tentatively opened her eyes, took a breath, and found that the female ghost's body was in front of her, and a mark was on the female ghost's body. Screaming and disappearing.

The woman turned her head, and a young onmyoji stood aside with a young noble Ji Jun who seemed to be of extraordinary background.

She hurriedly got up, thanked repeatedly, looked at the two people opposite, pulled her clothes uncomfortably, and stood there in embarrassment.

"Please be careful, don't walk at night in the near future."

The onmyoji patiently instructed her.

Seeing that the two adults did not intend to hold her accountable, they quickly nodded and said yes, and the woman said goodbye to the two of them.

Seeing the back of the woman leaving, Zhuji walked to the place where the ghost disappeared just now.

She watched helplessly as a mass of dark matter peeled off from the female ghost's body and went underground.

Squat down and observe carefully, there are indeed traces of being burned there.

"Qingming, here." She turned her head and waved.

Abe Seimei also stepped forward and squatted down.

"It looks like resentment, but it doesn't seem to be completely." Abe Seimei judged.

Zhuji looked at that place, and the appearance of that thing appeared in her mind again, and she always felt that she had seen it somewhere.

While meditating, mist filled the surroundings, and something seemed to burn on his fingers, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in a dark place everywhere.

Footsteps approached here, and finally stopped in front of the squatting Zhuji. She looked up in this posture, and was stunned for a moment by the snake shadow behind that person.

"Who are you?" Zhuji was puzzled.

There was an air-like chuckle from that person, and the snake-shaped gold ornaments on his ears swayed accordingly.

"I am the evil god, Yamata no Orochi, are you that little god whose godhood was stripped of his deity because of his attachment to the world?"

Takehime: ...What is this person talking about?

"I'm an ordinary human being." Takehime explained to Yamata no Orochi seriously.

"Ordinary human beings?" Yamata no Orochi repeated sarcastically, and then laughed again.

"Those boring guys in Gao Tianyuan, after so long, they are still the same."

Looking down at the small ball under his feet, "Why did you come here? This is not a place where you can come and go freely."

Yamata no Orochi's question made Takehime involuntarily frowned.

"Didn't you bring me here?"

"You seem to have misunderstood something here." Yaqi Orochi stretched out his hand as he spoke, as if he was feeling something.

"This is the narrow space, the boundary between yin and yang."

"Even if it is me, it is not so easy to interfere with the affairs of the world at will."

Zhuji always felt that the person in front of her should not be lying.

So why is she here?

Zhuji looked at her hands thoughtfully, and then looked up at her surroundings.

"After getting here, it's not so easy to go out again." Yaqi Orochi looked at the little girl who stood up and walked around, with a mischievous smile on her face, looking forward to the little girl's reaction.

She was standing somewhere deep in thought, when she heard his words, Zhuji turned her head, "It's time to get out."

"Oh?"

Takehime raised her hand and showed the thread in her hand to Yamata no Orochi.

Squinting his eyes, Yamata no Orochi looked at the thing carefully.The thin line seems to be able to penetrate the obstacles of space and lead to unknown places.

The power of this little thing?

"Seimei will come to find me."

"Abe Seimei." Yaqi Orochi spat out the name of this person word by word, as if sighing, but it seemed to be just repeating casually.

Even so, but...

Zhuji raised her other hand, and a thread was wrapped around that hand, and the other end of the thread...

Feeling the breath from the other end, Zhuji frowned.

The other end of this thread is here.

Was it the thread that brought her here?

Zhuji couldn't even understand her own affairs, let alone analyze more matters.

Yamata no Orochi looked at the little girl, seeing that she didn't know what to think of, her lips were tightly pursed into a line, she looked a little unhappy, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked.

"It's really weak," he said with emotion, "it became like this after being judged by Gao Tianyuan."

Takehime looked at Yamata no Orochi in confusion.

Yamata no Orochi walked to her side step by step, leaned slightly, stretched out his index finger to hook up Takehime's small face, and approached her, "Do you regret it? Do you resent it? I have fallen from a god who was admired above to where I am today."

His voice is low, with straightforward malice, but also has a special allure.

"It's pathetic." He sighed.

Zhuji was silent.

She often feels that she is a little bit out of touch with many people.

The biggest evidence is that she sometimes has no idea what everyone is talking about.

After thinking about it, a certain intuition prompted her not to defend herself anymore, and she always felt that it was not very meaningful, so she just casually said, "I don't remember."

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Why did Gao Tianyuan judge me because I was nostalgic for the world?"

"Because those gods actually believed in the prophecy that 'Gao Tianyuan will fall because of this'."

Zhuji froze for a moment, then her expression became complicated.

The prophecies believed by the gods... are like absurd novels.

She looked at Yamata no Orochi, her gaze shifted from his face to the surrounding environment.

It turned out to be the case.

Zhuji made a judgment in her heart.

It is a person's thinking inertia to subconsciously put the background of things with a sense of déjà vu into the world structure he knows. When no one reminds him, he will not even realize that he has done so.

and so……

"Is it because of this reason that you were locked up in this place too? Mister Yamata no Orochi?"

Yamata no Orochi paused, as if he had discovered something, squinted his eyes and looked at the little girl, and when he was about to speak, he seemed to sense something, Yamata no Orochi looked in one direction.

The figure of Abe Seimei appeared from a distance, holding a bat fan in his hand, standing calmly to one side.

"His Highness Yaqi."

"It's coming soon, Onmyoji."

"Thanks to His Highness Takehime's guidance." Abe Seimei smiled and raised his hand.

The two were indeed connected by a thread.

Takehime trotted and stood beside Abe Seimei and took his hand.

"Then let's take our leave first." Abe Seimei nodded slightly to Yamata no Orochi.

Yamata no Orochi ignored him, just glanced at Bamboo Hime, then drooped his eyes in dismay, and didn't speak again, nor did he stop the two from leaving.

On the way back, neither of them spoke. It took a while before they heard Abe Seimei's sigh,

"His Highness Zhuji is always running around like this, it's not okay."

"That one is still too dangerous for you."

Zhuji felt a little wronged.

She is not a person who likes to run around, who is to blame for becoming like this!

Originally, she should be at home peacefully——

……Eh?

Zhuji froze for a moment.

What are you doing so peacefully?

"Bamboo Girl?"

Abe Seimei looked suspiciously at the little girl who suddenly stopped and stood there with a pale face.

Zhuji felt that her head was swollen faintly, intermittently, excruciatingly painful, so she knelt down and hugged her head with her hands.

Seeing her like this, Abe Seimei's expression changed, he quickly picked up the little girl, and stretched out his fingers to touch her forehead.

"The breath is messed up..."

"Is it really affected by the turbid air in the narrow room?"

Without pausing, he quickly got on the bullock cart and brought Zhuji back to his courtyard.

Zhuji had a dream.

In the dream is an empty city.

Let's call it a city.Although she didn't remember anything, her consciousness told her that it should be called that.

None of them.

Zhuji walked along the road, but she didn't panic in her heart, she felt a sense of peace of mind, she always felt that as long as she kept walking, she would definitely find the answer she wanted.

Only one person's footsteps echoed in her ears. She didn't know how long she walked, and suddenly saw a black-haired boy at the corner of a certain intersection.

The young man turned his back to her, and couldn't see his face. Zhuji always felt that she had never seen him, but she was very familiar with him.

That familiar feeling made Zhuji subconsciously start to chase after her.

But the person in front didn't know what was going on. When she started to run, that person also started to run, and the speed was not fast. Lost, just hanging on to her not far or near.

Until at a corner, seeing that person was about to disappear in front of her eyes, Zhuji gritted her teeth and rushed over, but there was no figure of the young man there, only a light circle like a door, a white light flashed in front of her eyes, Zhuji looked into the light circle stuck in.

In the dazzling light, Zhuji turned her head and saw the young man standing behind her with his hands behind his back, and vaguely saw the corner of the man's raised lips.

Who is it?It feels so familiar.

Eyelashes trembling, Zhuji opened her eyes, as if she hadn't recovered from her senses, she stared blankly up.

A chill on her forehead drew her attention back.

"Repeatedly?"

"You feel better?"

Takehime nodded.

There was a knock at the door.

"Please come in." Yimulian replied softly.

It was a few women's houses, Zhuji looked at them, and reasonably suspected that they might all be Qingming's little paper figurines.

The ladies brought the washing items and stood aside and waited with their heads bowed.

After tidying herself up, Takehime followed Ichimokuren to find Abe Seimei.

When he entered, Abe Seimei was at the desk as if he was drawing something. Seeing Takehime approaching, he smiled, "Are you feeling better?"

"Well," nodded obediently, and after thinking about it, Zhuji still said seriously, "I'm sorry for making everyone worry."

"Bamboo Girl."

Yimulian knelt down and looked into Zhuji's eyes, "You should pay more attention."

Speaking of this matter, Zhuji felt that she had something to say.

"There seems to be something wrong with Yamata no Orochi."

Not knowing what language to use to express it accurately, Takehime walked to Abe Seimei's side and tugged on his sleeve.

"It's something I've seen...very dangerous."

After thinking about it carefully, Abe Seimei asked, "Is it the breath of His Highness Baqi?"

Zhuji shook her head.

"It's the real cause of the turmoil in Heian-kyo lurking beneath that."