The God of Dogs [comprehensive]

How does it feel to have an extra snail man at home?

When Helang took a bite of authentic teriyaki cod, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He, he has finally returned to the civilized age from primitive times!

Thanks Grail!Thanks for the basic world information obtained when the heroic spirits descend!Thank you Ying Ling for your superb learning ability!Thank you Diarmuid for remembering the basic abilities you learned when you came to Fuyuki City!

He Lang looked at Diarmuid with extremely kind eyes, which made Diarmuid's skin crawl.

"Dan and adults, don't look at me like this, otherwise I will think that you are confused by the tear mole in the corner of my eye just like Shuten Doji."

He Lang quickly restrained himself, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Ludo, I'm really excited. It's been a long time since I ate such delicious food. I'm so touched."

He said strangely while eating teriyaki cod: "Hey, I forgot to ask before I said it, will your love tear mole affect men? If I remember correctly, isn't it only...well, it is aimed at women?"

Diarmuid shook his head: "I don't know very well, it may be because of you." After a pause, he chuckled: "The magic power on you is very powerful, really really powerful."

He is so strong that his various abilities have been fully improved, and even his continuous flight ability has become stronger, otherwise he would not be able to go out and play for so long.

He Lang seemed to understand, he knew nothing about magic, and he only remembered the fear of seeing the one-centimeter-thick straw paper that Weber calculated to fly Thor.

"Really? I just feel that my body is not very good. When I was a child, I vomited blood when I moved a few times. Now I just regained normal mobility."

It is completely impossible to practice physical skills like before. His body bones are too fragile, and a little exercise will let the strength escape, which will hurt the muscles and bones.

Diarmuid didn't know how to comfort Helang, so he could only say: "It will get better in the future."

He Lang nodded: "By the way, I want to officially introduce you to your grandfather and grandmother."

It would be a waste to have such a good snail man if he doesn't make good use of it!

Diarmuid was taken aback: "How are you going to introduce me?"

He Lang: "Let's say you are the shikigami borrowed by Mr. Abe Seimei." He blinked: "Mr. Seimei won't reveal it~"

There is a unique tacit understanding between him and Abe Seimei. Abe Seimei will not really treat him like a child like Yuan Boya. Regarding the things and behaviors that He Lang insists on, Abe Seimei will retreat and give up independent space , making He Lang very grateful for this thoughtful behavior.

Diarmuid frowned slightly: "Why do you have to tell others? It's safer for me to hide in the dark."

He Lang thought about it but smiled, yes, his character was not like this before.

"Maybe it's because you have more confidence." Helang looked at Diarmuid: "Naturally, you have to tell everyone when you do good deeds. When you are praised, you naturally want to feel this kind of joy and praise. Diarmuid, you are hiding in the dark. It's safer for you and me, but it's not fair to you."

He said in an unquestionable tone: "Just do as I say."

He Lang felt that he might be possessed by Senshou Zhujian, otherwise how could he say such incomparably beautiful words?Isn't that how Uchiha Madara was tricked into going to bed by Senju Zhuma?

But thinking about it carefully, he really thought so.

Some things, speaking out and not speaking out, the effect is completely different.

Does Senjujuma believe him?He has always believed in his.

But Senjujuma didn't say it at first, so He Lang always felt that Konoha would abandon him.

Senshou Zhujian discovered this, and told He Lang frankly what he thought.

He Lang was shocked, but also treated each other with sincerity.

This feeling of united efforts is really warm, and it makes He Lang feel that he is not alone, that he is not alone.

In the age of Heianjing, which he didn't understand, only Diarmuid could understand him.

That being the case, why not be more direct?

Sure enough, when Helang finished speaking, the way Diarmuid looked at him...well, it was the same as Helang looked at Diarmuid a quarter of an hour ago, very kind =v=

Diarmuid turned his face away slightly, his voice was a little soft: "...then just listen to you."

Helang smiled triumphantly when he saw Diarmuid's reddish ears.

At the beginning, when Helang introduced Diarmuid to Yuan Boya, Yuan Boya had doubts. Even if Helang repeatedly explained that it was Abe Seimei's shikigami, Yuan Boya kept shaking his head and even went to Abe Seimei's After asking clearly, he reluctantly agreed that Diarmuid would protect his precious grandson in the future.

Then Diarmuid got the approval of Yuan Boya and Mrs. Akiko after only one meal, and became the chef in charge of the family.

Diarmuid couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't come to you to be a chef!"

He Lang said solemnly: "No, eating is a major event in life, and this is the most important thing!"

Diarmuid: "..."

After Diarmuid became a snail man, Helang's appetite soared, and he ate a lot every day, which made Mrs. Mingzi think that Helang had bulimia.

He Lang solemnly stated that he is not sick, but just likes to eat.

Then the next day he was slapped in the face.

Diarmuid grilled saury and tempura, and He Lang suddenly vomited blood while eating and fell on his back!

Yuan Boya and Mrs. Akiko were terrified, and Diarmuid was also dumbfounded. They rushed to invite Abe Seimei, and Abe Seimei couldn't laugh or cry when he checked.

"This child is too weak to eat too much meat. Let him eat light food as much as possible in the future."

When He Lang woke up and heard the bad news, he was in a bad mood.

Abe Seimei said to him: "Your body is very strange."

Helang was taken aback.

Abe Seimei watched with subtle eyes.

"People who eat normally will get growth nutrients from food, and so will you, but what you absorb is not the nutrition in the food, but the power contained in the food."

Abe Seimei approached Helang, his voice was low and inaudible: "Your strength is already very strong, if you eat any more, be careful that your body will explode."

He Lang was dumbfounded, and he said in disbelief: "Isn't my body absorbing nutrition to grow? Why is it transformed into strength?"

Abe Seimei blinked: "You have to ask yourself, Mr. Dan and you, don't you really think that you are Yuan Dan and you?"

Helang was startled.

After Abe Seimei left, He Lang was silent for a long time. He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, feeling extremely irritable.

That's right, he's not some kind of Yuandan, he's Helang!

But now he is trapped in this body, as if sealed, what can he do?

The Holy Grail... The Holy Grail can fulfill a person's wishes. His past wish was to become a human being, so did the Holy Grail fulfill his wish in this form?

Helang closed his eyes, almost biting his gums.

Well, he swallowed the Holy Grail, and the Holy Grail left him with a curse and a distorted wish to be fulfilled. It is truly a magic relic that reaches the vortex of the root.

Diarmuid also added fuel to the fire.

"So it's good for you to eat natto and white rice at the beginning, and you should also eat it in the future."

Helang was pierced by a sharp sword and died QAQ

Since the inexplicable vomiting of blood, He Lang's food has returned to green vegetables and tofu, which made him more and more depressed. The only thing that can cheer him up is to learn Yin Yang.

In this bitter era, he would vomit blood even eating grilled fish. He Lang felt that he would suffer if he stayed one minute longer. He vowed to find a way to go home in the shortest possible time.

Onmyoji contains many things. Abe Seimei learned from the Great Onmyoji Kamo Tadayuki, and he inherited Kamo Tadayuki’s knowledge of astronomy and calendar. Helang learned from Abe Seimei. For some interesting reasons, he learned the best It is also an astronomical calendar.

——After all, compared to the four-dimensional space coordinate calculation, the two-dimensional plane star map is no problem for Helang.

On this day, Abe Seimei assigned He Lang a homework, calculating the trajectory of the stars for the next month, and at the same time recording the ominous things he saw on the calendar.

He Lang immersed himself in the calculations, and after the teaching of the devil in the Thousand Hands, he quickly finished the calculations. According to the trajectories of the stars, and compared with the description of the five elements, He Lang took a pen and wrote down the daily fortunes and good fortunes on the date sheet. .

As he was writing, when he was writing on the third day of the next month, the tip of his pen suddenly paused.

Inexplicably, a very bright star appeared in front of his eyes. This star flashed past his eyes like a shooting star, and then exploded with a bang.

Then the screen changed, and the sky was full of red maple forests. A man with red hair and a wine gourd on his back was drinking heavily, and finally turned into a pair of golden vertical pupils.

He Lang was in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

He was sweating profusely, almost so soft that his body felt an indescribable pleasure in front of the desk. When he looked down, the ink on the brush in his hand had dripped all over the paper.

He Lang pursed his lips, what happened to him just now?How did you lose your mind for such a long time?

The stars exploded?What does it mean?

A man with red hair and a wine gourd on his back...is this Shuten-douji?And the last golden vertical pupil, whose eyes are those?

He Lang looked at the day of the third day of the next lunar month with an uncertain expression.

"Did you see something wonderful?" Abe Seimei looked at Helang thoughtfully, "Do you feel tired after watching it?"

He Lang shook his head: "No, I feel very comfortable instead."

Abe Seimei looked at He Lang with his tongue, and there was something flickering in those black eyes, and he said softly: "You actually have the rare star-seeing ability."

He Lang frowned. He knew about Xingjian. He had studied with Abe Seimei for so long, and he had learned a lot about Yin-Yang Dao and Shinto. Xingjian is a profession that predicts the future by observing the trajectories of stars, but...

"Xingjian is a very useless profession." He Lang said, "So what if you know the future? Xingjian can't change the future. At least in dreams, you can travel through space to reach other people's dreams and chat. What about Xingjian? Do the stars speak?"

Abe Seimei couldn't help laughing after hearing He Lang's complaint.

"Star vision and dream are both very rare existences. It is said that there will only be one star vision in an era, and only in extremely rare circumstances will there be a second one. Now that Mr. Takano is old, why, is he interested in becoming this Is it the only star of the era?"

Abe Seimei said something that made Helang want to move.

"It is true that star vision cannot travel through space like a dream, but star vision can span time." Abe Seimei said softly: "Do you want to know whether the person you care about will appear in the future? After becoming star vision, you can use star vision Take a look at the power~"

He Lang's heart skipped a beat.

It's too bad for Abe Seimei to seduce him like this!

Abe Seimei continued to seduce: "After becoming a star, you can also cover up the secrets for others, disrupt the trajectory of the stars, make false astrology, and mislead your opponents and enemies. It is a very useful ability."

After a pause, he said: "Of course, the latter ability is extremely rare among star visions. Those with insufficient strength can only see them, but truly powerful star visions definitely surpass our current human cognition."

He Lang was silent. After a long while, he looked at Abe Qingming and said suspiciously: "Qingming, you are not Xingjian, how could you continue to guide me to become Xingjian?"

Abe Seimei fanned the folding fan with a smile, and said, "Ah, that's because the real star vision is innate, and the power of star vision comes from God, you just need to realize it slowly."

He Lang rolled his eyes, and suddenly missed his dog's paw very much, and really wanted to slap this guy.

But He Lang had to admit that Abe Seimei's Amway was too tempting, and he really wanted to know when Hashirama and Madara would find him.

"You can try to see for yourself first." Abe Seimei looked at Helang who was in deep thought, and said with a smile: "As for the maple forest, there is a red maple forest in the upper reaches of the Kamo River in the northeast of Kyoto. Would you like to go down there?" Go to the Red Maple Forest on the third day of the first month?"

"Speaking of which, it is late autumn now, and the scenery of the red maple forest must be extremely beautiful. If you go there to admire the maple leaves, your grandfather will definitely not say anything."

He Lang nodded slowly, rolling his eyes: "Okay, I'll go to Hongfenglin that day to have a look."

He looked at Abe Seimei: "Do you want to go together? If it's just me, I'm afraid my grandfather won't like it."

Abe Qingming said: "I will tell Boya that I will pick you up in the afternoon."

He Lang and Abe Seimei agreed on this matter, and just entered their yard after returning home, they saw Diarmuid practicing guns.

He Lang watched quietly for a long time, his hands were itchy, and he really wanted to go up and fight Diarmuid.

Taking a deep breath, calm and calm, He Lang endured it for a long time before suppressing his eagerness to move, and said, "Can you KO Jiu Tun Douzi on the premise of protecting me?"

Diarmuid's figure flashed sharply, and the red spear stabbed fiercely, directly opening the straw pile in front of him.

He retracted his gun and stood up straight, looking at He Lang: "You think too much, Shuten-douji is the lord of the great rivers and mountains, and has countless subordinates, if Shuten-douji entangles me, it will be troublesome to send other monsters to attack you."

He Lang tsk tsk, quite a feeling of being bullied by dogs in Pingyang.

He closed his eyes, and Abe Seimei said that the power of the stars can only be comprehended by himself. He doesn't know how to comprehend, but he has practiced the mind-eye secret technique for many years. …

Will it be dangerous?No, he didn't sense the danger.

He Lang opened his eyes and pursed his lips. Was Abe Seimei fooling him?Always felt unreliable.

He asked Diarmuid: "Then it's okay for you to run with me?"

Diarmuid nodded readily: "My speed is very fast, and there is absolutely no problem in running."

He Lang felt relieved: "Then let's go to the Red Maple Forest to enjoy the maple leaves on the third day of next month."

After saying these words, He Lang suddenly had a feeling in his heart that something he liked would definitely happen in the Red Maple Forest.

Since he developed the ability to see the false stars, Helang likes to meditate in everything he does.

For example, when Heyuan Boya explained about going out, when would it be smoother to say it?

He Lang continued to look at the stars, and countless star trails flashed across his eyes. What he was thinking about was when Yuan Boya was happy, and after thinking about it, an answer came to his mind.

tomorrow afternoon ==

He Lang was a little confused, wow, is it true or not?This power is amazing!

The next afternoon, He Lang went to find Yuan Boya.

Yuan Boya was beaming, looking at a sheet of music.

As soon as He Lang entered the door, Yuan Boya greeted He Lang.

"Come and see, this is the music score of "Flowing Spring" by musician Chanmaru!" Yuan Boya danced happily: "That adult is willing to give me the score, which is so exciting."

Yuan Boya stretched out his hand to caress the music score, as if he was looking at a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

He Lang's eyes flashed, and he exclaimed: "Congratulations to grandfather, but that music score that tells about the spring water flowing when the ice water melts in early spring?"

"Exactly this song!" Yuan Boya took out the flute from his sleeve and started to try to play it.

He Lang opened his mouth and closed it again. He simply sat down, closed his eyes, and quietly listened to Yuan Boya playing Liuquan.

Yuan Boya is a master of musical instruments in the world, and the flowing spring in his hands is more clear and simple. After listening to it, the body and mind are ethereal, as if washed by the spring water.

After Yuan Boya finished playing, he was also immersed in the artistic conception of the music. He Lang said: "The spring water melts into spring ice, and the flowing spring purifies people's hearts. The music is good, and the sound of grandfather's flute is even better."

Yuan Boya laughed loudly after hearing this, and repeated the sentence He Lang said twice, feeling happier in his heart: "Your poems also have a little more meaning, and they have improved a lot."

He Lang smiled slightly, and changed his voice: "In the early spring, my grandfather took me to Bihe Mountain, and I saw a spring flowing by by chance. Today, I heard the sound of my grandfather's flute, so I have such a good sentence."

He moved closer, showing a shy smile: "I heard that the red maple forest in the upper reaches of the Kamogawa River is very beautiful, and I really want to see it."

With the previous foreshadowing, and Yuan Boya's mood is particularly good, after hearing Helang's request, he said straightforwardly: "Go if you want, you go during the day and return in the afternoon."

At the beginning, Abe Seimei told Yuan Boya not to let Helang go out at night. Yuan Boya remembered this sentence firmly. In the past few years, Helang was strictly forbidden to go out at night. Even if he wanted to go out in the afternoon, Yuan Boya would follow him, never He Lang was allowed to go out alone in the afternoon, but he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, he would go home at night and there would be an irreparable situation.

"Don't worry, I'll be back immediately in the afternoon." He Lang naturally knew Yuan Boya's worry, and he immediately assured: "Master Qingming also said that he will pick me up in the afternoon."

In view of Helang's good credit record in the past few years, coupled with Abe Seimei's guarantee, Yuan Boya finally said nothing.

After leaving the room, He Lang breathed a sigh of relief, talking in such an accent was exhausting.

But the result is good, just bear with it.

It was a sunny day, and He Lang asked his servants to drive an ox cart to Kamogawa early in the morning.

Diarmuid was driving on the shaft of the car, and He Lang was sitting in the car, with curtains hanging around, through the translucent curtain, He Lang looked at the pedestrians around.

The life of civilians in the Heian-kyo era was actually not that good. In the eyes of He Lang, even in the daytime, there were many dark shadows scurrying around.

The speed of the ox cart was not fast, and after passing through Kyoto, it was not long before noon. He Lang asked Diarmuid to stop the car. He opened the curtain and looked out, and the scenery changed suddenly.

In the distance, the Kamogawa River is gurgling and flowing, surrounded by red maple trees. It is late autumn now, and the maple leaves are red all over, with deep and shallow red and yellow intertwined. With the breeze blowing, Helang feels very comfortable .

He pointed to a maple tree not far away: "Let's go and sit over there."

Dilumuduo nodded, and drove an ox cart to the maple tree. There were servants laying cushions and food boxes under the tree. Helang sat on it, drinking warm brown rice tea, eating soft dumplings, snorting. Smelling the fragrance of green grass, I feel very refreshed.

No wonder these aristocrats in Heian capital always like to go out to enjoy the scenery, facing the fake landscape in the yard every day, they really feel depressed after seeing too much.

There are a lot of ox carts parked in the maple forest, all the nobles from Heian capital came here to watch the maple leaves. After discovering He Lang's ox cart, some servants immediately went to report, and soon He Lang's place will not be clean, from time to time There will be servants who send waka and maple branches, and some Helang can ignore them, but for the waka sent by some ministers, Helang must reply with waka, otherwise it is an extremely rude and shameful behavior.

After a while, Helang got annoyed, and he simply brought his servants deep into the Red Maple Forest under the pretext of breaking a red maple that suits his grandfather Yuan Boya.

The red maple forest was not big, and He Lang realized something was wrong as he walked. There were more and more red maples around him, as if it was boundless, and there was no end to it.

At the same time, in his perception, two huge and cold auras slowly approached.

Diarmuid said softly, "Be careful."

He Lang nodded, and simply found a maple tree with the reddest maple leaves, and asked the servants to arrange snacks and sake. He sat down and poured four glasses of wine himself.

He Lang raised his hand to touch the servant's eyebrows, and his eyes met. The servant's eyes were dark and he fell to the ground. Diarmuid's palms froze, a red long spear appeared in his hand, and another yellow short spear appeared in front of him at the same time , he clenched his guns tightly, looking at the two big monsters out of Hongfenglin.

At first, there was a man with red hair and red clothes, carrying a huge wine gourd on his back. The man next to him was wearing a black dark coat, covered with a red armor, with horns on his forehead, and his white hair was windless and automatic. The important thing is that he has a pair of golden vertical pupils.

He Lang picked up his wine glass, feeling inexplicably better.

He didn't know that Ibaraki-douji would also come, but he saw the golden vertical pupils representing Ibaraki-douji. Does it mean that he really has the talent of star vision, and that he has the ability to see the future and travel through time?

Although I don't understand why, this ability is very useful for him now!

that's enough!

He Lang laughed and raised his glass to invite the two of them: "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?"

"Want a drink?"