The God of Dogs [comprehensive]

The new year will come soon.

The Chinese New Year in the Heian-kyo era was also full of various Waka poetry gatherings and banquets, but these were still far away for Helang. His age, status and physical condition allowed him to come into contact with these later, and all troubles were covered by Yuan Boya. blocked.

However, during the Chinese New Year, Yuan Boya's other three sons also returned to Beijing from various countries. On the one hand, they came back to see their father Yuan Boya, and on the other hand, they also needed to meet the new emperor.

Yuan Boya has four sons, Yuan Xinzhen, Yuan Xinming, Yuan Xinyi, and He Lang's cheap biological father Yuan Zhiguang.

From the name, it can be seen that Yuan Boya's preference for the younger son, and even a new word for the younger son, but the younger son escaped into Buddhism after falling in love, leaving him only a little grandson.

He Lang has no sense of these three uncles who have never met before. They are all typical literati in Heian-kyo.

The three uncles gave He Lang a valuable meeting gift, and He Lang responded with poems and essays to express his gratitude. Boya asked to leave the mansion temporarily and live in another courtyard.

As Yuan Boya, the son of Prince Keming and the grandson of Emperor Daigo, it is impossible for him to only have the mansion of Sidaolu. He Lang planned to live in another courtyard. Yuan Boya was not happy at first, but what He Lang said made sense. The three When the uncle returns to Beijing, he must take advantage of the good time when the emperor changes, and he may be able to continue to be promoted.

As a result, there must be poetry or singing parties held in the house, frequent and chaotic personnel coming and going, He Lang said to himself that he is in poor health, and it would be a disappointment if he caused trouble to the three uncles, and he just went to another courtyard to live for a short time during the New Year. At that time, he would still return to his home to participate in the sacrificial ceremony.

What He Lang said was reasonable, Yuan Boya agreed after thinking about it for a while, and he sent many soldiers and servants to protect He Lang to live in the other courtyard. As soon as He Lang arrived in the other courtyard, he felt relieved.

As soon as he packed his things, He Lang took Diarmuid to Abe Seimei's house.

Abe Seimei himself is still in Koyasan, and there is only Seimei Shikigami staying in the mansion. He Lang came to visit, but he just wanted to find a place to relax. After all, even in the other courtyard, there are girls arranged by Minamoto Servant, it takes a lot of talking if he wants to stay up all night looking at the stars.

Abe Seimei Shikigami couldn't help being happy when he saw Helang rushing to the door with wine in his hand.

"You and your grandfather have somewhat similar temperaments. You are very impatient with some mundane things, but Boya has a pure nature, and you see it too thoroughly."

Abe Seimei welcomed Helang into the house, and Diarmuid took the sweetfish to the back kitchen to grill fish consciously. Helang sat on the porch, looking at the messy flowers and plants, and let out a sigh of relief.

"I don't know how you are doing in Gaoye?"

Seimei Abe opened the fan with a brush to cover her red lips. In the soul state, Seimei Abe's face is as white as jade, her lips are as red as vermilion, and she is really as beautiful as a white fox~

He smiled and said, "I must have had a great time playing in Mount Koya."

He Lang said enviously, "I want to go too..."

He looked up at the sky, the sky was empty, and the north wind was blowing, bringing a little bit of coolness.

Diarmuid came over with grilled fish, and saw Helang in unlined clothes on the porch with his arms outstretched to face the wind, he couldn't help but sighed: "Your health is not good, be careful of catching cold."

He took out a thick coat to wrap He Lang around, He Lang looked at the mink fur on the coat, and couldn't help but feel sad, hey, his fur was thick but soft back then.

He Lang was sitting in the corridor and was about to speak when someone knocked on the door suddenly.

He glanced at Abe Seimei, Abe Seimei's face changed slightly, he looked at the sky, stretched out his hand to calculate, and sighed: "So it's already this time?"

A few petals of winter plum fluttered down in the courtyard, and a woman in a crimson Tang dress came out leisurely in the next second. She bowed slightly and held a juniper fan to block her delicate face.

The woman Tingting walked towards the porch, and soon she came with a woman in a robe.

The shikigami transformed into plum blossoms leaned against He Lang's side, bringing a unique fragrance of plum blossoms.

The woman in the robe was taken aback when she saw Abe Seimei, and a look of nostalgia appeared on her originally indifferent face.

She said softly: "It's been a long time since you were 30 years ago."

Abe Seimei smiled, picked up the sake bottle and poured himself a glass of wine, and then poured another glass for the woman: "Yes, 30 years have passed."

He raised his hand and said, "Come on, let's have a drink together."

The woman nodded and smiled slightly, but with a smile, the whole person became more kind.

The woman's eyes fell on He Lang, Abe Seimei smiled and said: "This is Mr. Yuan, my little friend, I can't ask him for help today."

Abe Seimei said to He Lang again: "This is Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni."

He Lang gasped after hearing this, is this Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni?

He looked at the woman carefully. The eight hundred bhikkhunis in front of him were dressed plainly, wearing a black monk robe without any ornamentation, and her long hair was tied up in a bun and hidden in the monk's hat. The monk's hat was also black. Standing in the courtyard with his feet on his feet, he looked like an ordinary Shugenja, completely different from the one in the game.

At this moment, a strong wind swept across, and scattered snowflakes began to fall in the sky, bringing a breath of cold but pure breath.

Eight hundred bhikkuni nodded to He Lang, his eyes fell on the snowflakes in the air, and he smiled faintly: "It's snowing."

Abe Seimei said: "Let's start after the snow is heavier."

Eight Hundred Bhikkuni nodded.

He Lang ate the grilled fish without saying a word, he sometimes looked at the suave Abe Seimei, and sometimes at the beautiful and peaceful Babaichuni, and murmured in his heart.

These two seem to have known each other for a long time?

Abe Seimei took a sip of his wine and asked He Lang, "Do you have a weapon?"

He Lang remembered the scrolls of weapons in his kennel, nodded and said, "There are some, but what are you going to use them for? The weapons you use are different for different things."

Abe Seimei: "Behead and use."

If it was to be killed... then only the sword that Quan Nai gave him back then would be the only one.

"It's a good knife, but I haven't seen blood, is that okay?"

After He Lang got the knife, he was beaten by Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Quanna, and he had no time to try the knife.

"Well, it would be the best if you've seen blood." Abe Seimei glanced at He Lang, and said again: "But it doesn't matter if the person holding the knife is you."

He Lang raised his eyebrows, he glanced at Babaichuni, pondered for a while, and then took out his own knife from the kennel.

After seeing the knife, Abe Seimei praised: "The blade is smooth, and the cutting edge is bright. It seems that you use it frequently."

He Lang smiled: "I used to use it often."

"That's good." Abe Seimei raised his glass, and the clear liquid reflected his handsome face. Abe Seimei looked at his reflection, smiled, and was about to drink it, but the next second he saw it from the reflection of the wine. There was a touch of biyingying light.

He drank it down in one gulp and looked at the eight hundred bhikkhunis: "Are you reaching the limit again?"

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni did not answer, she looked at the sky outside the corridor: "The snow has become bigger."

It snowed heavily, and soon a thick layer of snow was laid on the courtyard row.

Diarmuid made some ginger soup to drive away the cold in the back kitchen. Plum Blossom Shikishen brought the hot ginger soup to He Lang's mouth. He Lang sighed, facing Shikigami's pretty face, he couldn't say a word of rejection. He had no choice but to take the bowl, take a deep breath, and drink it all in one gulp.

The hot ginger juice entered his stomach, as if the flames were burning in his chest and lungs, and his whole body was warmed instantly. He Lang took a long breath, put down the bowl, and heard Abe Seimei say: "Since it is already warm, come and help."

He Lang was stunned for a moment, and saw Babaichuni walking into the courtyard, slowly taking off her coat, revealing her crystal-clear jade skin, the heavy snow fell on her skin, melted instantly, and then merged with the skin.

He Lang gasped, subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and the plum blossom beside him smiled, and He Lang's ears turned red.

Abe Seimei's playful voice sounded: "Oh, you can't cover this up, you need to see carefully, and cut the knife at a critical moment."

He Lang had no choice but to open his eyes, and saw the eight hundred bhikkhuni sitting cross-legged in the snow after taking off all his clothes. When she opened her eyes, there was a glistening green light in her originally dark eyes, and a demonic aura slowly escaped. Come out.

Abe Seimei sighed, and he whispered to He Lang, "Just draw out your long knife and wait by the side."

He Lang frowned slightly, and he walked slowly into the courtyard, holding the knife in one hand, lowering his body slightly, holding his breath and concentrating.

He is now short in stature and lacks in strength. If he raises his sword, he may not have enough strength to slash. In this case, it is better to use the sword drawing technique to increase his strength with speed and achieve the effect of killing with one blow.

Abe Seimei took out a palm-length silver needle, and stabbed it into the back of Bhikkhuni's neck little by little. He inserted the needle very quickly, but within a short while, Bhikkhuni's head was covered with silver needles.

Holding the end of the needle, he muttered words and recited spells.

He Lang's keen eyes noticed that Abe Seimei, who had been condensed into a solid body, had started to become transparent.

Is it too much power consumption?

He Lang looked at Babai Bikuni again, and a smile appeared on Babai Bikuni's face, as if something occupied her body, her eyes had turned a strange dark green, and she opened her mouth to exhale a faint breath , The scent was sweet and nauseating, the shikigami beside He Lang had quietly disappeared, the scent enveloped the yard, and all the flowers and plants in the yard shook, as if they were avoiding something unclean.

Soon, the skin on Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni's face began to wrinkle, and the originally beautiful woman turned into an old woman in an instant. At the same time, a dark green thing slowly surged out from where her legs were crossed.

It was a snake, a long snake with a fierce look.

Abe Seimei sternly said, "Slash immediately!"

He Lang drew his sword without hesitation, and the slash beyond the speed of sound flashed by. Neither Abe Seimei nor Yabaichuni saw the trajectory of the slash. rattle and...

A long snake cut into eight segments.

Abe Seimei clapped his palms and laughed loudly: "Good swordsmanship!"

Kacha, He Lang looked at his dislocated wrist speechlessly, and pursed his mouth.

Diarmuid sighed: "Your body can't resist such a knife-drawing technique, let me do it next time."

He Lang was very depressed and didn't speak. He sat back in his original seat and drank the wine. Diarmuid took the medicine and bandaged He Lang's bones. Abe Qingming sighed slightly in his heart. : "So, this year is over."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni put her hands together and bowed to salute. Her eyes no longer flashed green and she returned to normal. She looked at the eight snake corpses on the ground and sighed. After changing her clothes, she took out a sealing talisman and sealed the snake corpse .

"The next time will be 30 years from now," she said.

Abe Seimei smiled: "30 years later... I don't know what it will be like."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni sighed, she glanced at Helang, and said softly: "...Won't your exorcism be broken?"

He Lang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what she meant. He was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't know."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni said: "There is a dog in your body."

He Lang's heart sank, but his face remained calm, and he smiled like a child: "You still have a snake in your body!"

Yabaichuni didn't respond, just nodded to Abe Seimei, turned and left.

After the eight hundred bhikkhuni left, He Lang asked Abe Seimei: "What happened just now?"

Abe Seimei's body became more and more transparent, and he said with a smile: "It is said that eating mermaid meat can make you live forever. That bhikkhuni has always maintained such a beautiful face after eating mermaid meat. She is already [-] years old~"

He Lang blinked: "How do you know her?"

Abe Seimei also blinked: "She is my first woman."

Helang gasped.

"She relies on her body for a living, and has had intimate relationships with many men. For a long time, the turbidity immersed in her body will become a evil snake, which needs to be killed every 30 years." Abe Seimei put down his wine glass, and he waved his hand: " I'm about to run out of strength, I'll take a step first~"

As the voice fell, Abe Seimei's figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared, leaving only a small paper figure with the words Abe Seimei written on it floating on the ground.

He Lang was startled, rolled his eyes, and ran really fast.

However... He Lang thought of the long snake that was taken away by the eight hundred bhikkuni, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the appearance of Yamata no Orochi.

He Lang murmured in his heart that Yamata no Orochi is the God of Guojin. Although the failure of the war between Guojin God and Tianjin God led to Yaqi Orochi being sealed by Suzhan Mingzun, it couldn't be the long snake cut off by him, right?

He Lang kept comforting himself, even the sweetfish in front of him was not attractive anymore.

This world... to some extent, is quite dangerous ==

He Lang put down his wine glass and said to Diarmuid, "Since Qingming has left, let's go back to the other courtyard."

Life in other courtyards was more relaxed than in our own, but Helang's quiet days did not last long.

Because Yuan Boya always refused to be summoned by Ouchi on the grounds that he was in poor health, the emperor invited Yuan Boya's family to participate in the exorcism ceremony held in the palace in the first month of the first lunar month in order to show favor.

"Yuanqing's grandson has been bedridden for a long time, maybe it's not just the cause of the illness?"

The emperor said with concern: "In the palace, the Yinyang Liao will hold a ceremony to exorcise evil spirits and pray for blessings. Why don't the Qing family come to Ouchi to participate in the ceremony, maybe the unclean atmosphere can be dispelled."

Yuan Boya wanted to refuse again, but the emperor invited not only his little grandson, but also their family. This is a very good opportunity for his other three sons, and it is also a rare honor and honor among many nobles , if you refuse rashly, it will be unreasonable, Yuan Boya can only agree to this matter.

So Helang lived in another hospital for half a month and had to go back to his home. He needed to learn the etiquette of meeting the emperor and some precautions in the palace. alone.

In the first month, Yuan Boya brought three sons and a grandson into the university.

As soon as the sedan chair entered the palace, there were many people watching around. Yuan Boya, who was sitting in the sedan chair, smiled and said to He Lang, "I heard that you attended the ghost exorcism ceremony in the palace. Everyone is looking forward to seeing you."

He Lang maintained a patterned smile, lowered his head slightly, and made a gesture of embarrassment: "Grandpa was joking, I heard that the saint is one year older than me?"

"Yes, you will be eight years old after turning over the year, and you will also be seven years old." Yuan Boya said with emotion: "In the blink of an eye, you will be old enough to take Yuanfu."

"... Huh?" EXM?Yuan suit?Isn't it true that the Yuanfu ceremony can only be held after the age of 16?

Yuan Boya said with a smile: "The sage is the Yuanfu ceremony held when he was seven years old."

Oh my grandpa, don't you scare me.

He Lang said angrily, "That's a saint!"

He didn't want to be the first bird.

Yuan Boya patted He Lang's head, sighed, "It's good that you understand."

In Yuan Boya's heart, his little grandson might have a more noble bloodline and identity. If it is really the reincarnation of a god in the sky, he will not be inferior to the emperor's bloodline.

Even though Yuan Boya knew that he couldn't always treat his grandson like a child, his grandson didn't do anything special. Except for watching the stars at night, he behaved normally on weekdays, but he didn't like parties and poetry gatherings. On the contrary, Boya felt more pity for his little grandson.

He said softly: "I hope you are always well."

He Lang smiled and said seriously, "It's only natural."

Through the gates of the palace, Yuan Boya took his son and grandson to the main hall where the emperor was. After an audience ceremony, the emperor looked at the boy behind Yuan Boya through the curtain. The boy was wearing a dark purple coat and a light gray lower body The hakama, with a dark green belt around his waist, and a jade pendant on it, was well dressed, his movements were smooth when saluting, and his appearance was extraordinary, the emperor couldn't help smiling.

He Lang's appearance is naturally not bad, a pair of big black eyes are bright, but his face is a bit too pale, more like pale than the healthy blush of a normal person, his lips are bruised, and he is in poor health at first glance.

The emperor said: "Dan and complexion is not good, but the body is not feeling well?"

He Lang blinked, even if he felt comfortable, he still had a way to make himself look uncomfortable: "Thank you Your Majesty for asking, Dan Yu thinks it's okay."

The Emperor smiled and said, "During the exorcism ceremony later, you can sit in the front row and get more clean air."

Helang: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After a brief conversation, Yuan Boya left with his three sons and Helang. There were still many nobles waiting to meet with them. They rested in the side hall for a while, and soon the sun was setting and the ceremony began.

Some palace people asked He Lang to sit in the front row, and He Lang followed to see, hey, he was beside the little emperor.

Yuan Boya looked at He Lang worriedly, and He Lang gave Yuan Boya a no problem smile before sitting down.

Not long after sitting down, the ceremony began.

The emperor's small face was tense, looking very majestic, but when everyone's attention was shifted to the onmyoji who was performing the ceremony, he actually blinked at Helang.

He Lang smiled inwardly, and he also blinked at the emperor, the corner of the little emperor's lips hooked up, and the next second he flattened, and he regained his solemn expression.

Only now did He Lang have time to watch the so-called exorcism ceremony, and he couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the leading onmyoji.

Is there no one in the Yin Yang House?It turned out to be the guy who taunted him in the Maple Leaf Forest.

Hey, wait, if he remembers correctly, or if he reads correctly...

He Lang's eyes fell on the two boys beside the Onmyoji, his eyes were slightly frozen.

It turned out that the shooting star I saw at the beginning not only represented the boy, but also represented the onmyoji and another boy beside the onmyoji.

All three of them can be called shooting stars...

He Lang sighed in his heart, and then focused on watching the ceremony. The musicians around were playing elegant music, and the moon was in the sky. The moment one boy turned sideways to block the other boy, the surrounding flames suddenly crackled.

A wave of subtle ghostly energy spread out, and the next second the outer wall of the palace was covered with ghosts and ghosts.

A boy around the Onmyoji sternly said, "Be careful! A big ghost is coming!"

The princes and nobles around were baffled, after all ordinary people couldn't see ghosts.

The onmyoji smiled coldly, turned around suddenly, and plunged his knife into the boy's body.

The blood spattered, and the nobles were stunned.

In the blink of an eye, the boy's body turned into a huge ghost, and Yang Tian roared.

The other boy fell to the ground and was knocked unconscious by the falling flame!

This ghost is different from other ghosts, ordinary people can actually see it, it's like a frying pan, everyone is terrified, crawling and fleeing with their heads in their hands.

He Lang didn't move at all, but opened the folding fan to cover the corners of his lips, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Hey, the one who climbs the fastest is not the Minister of the Taizheng Fujiwara Kane?Hey, is that behind him his brother Michitaka Fujiwara?He can't climb as fast as his brother.

The emperor was also very frightened, everyone was thinking about himself during the panic, except for one or two loyal servants, how could anyone think about the emperor?

But in the blink of an eye, the emperor saw Helang who was as stable as Mount Tai.

The young master of the Yuan family still sat calmly, his face was covered by the juniper fan, so he couldn't see his expression, but his exposed eyes showed his inner peace and disdain.

The emperor seemed to have been poured over his head by a basin of cold water, and instantly woke up.

He pursed his lips, waved away the servant who wanted to drag him away, and sat back behind the curtain.

In just a few breaths, the emperor looked up again, and saw that the yin and yang head was pierced through the heart by a ghost during the ceremony. The emperor subconsciously wanted to scream, but the next second, another boy who had fainted before woke up at some point When he came over, he actually threw out a few spells and got rid of that ghost!

Countless demons and monsters slowly dissipated, the boy was startled, as if a little dazed, then he looked around and his eyes fell on the emperor.

He walked slowly to the steps, bowed and saluted: "It's really my fault for disturbing His Majesty, the evil spirit has retreated, and please Your Majesty to make amends."

The emperor looked at the boy in front of him, this boy was probably only ten years old, right?

Looking at the young master of the Minamoto family who was still sitting by his side as if nothing had happened, the Emperor couldn't help but smile.

What about young?He will eventually take back his power and recast the majesty of the royal family!

"What is the crime? If Qing hadn't repelled the ghost, the consequences would have been unimaginable." The emperor said: "Qing is..."

He Lang said: "He is Yu Mao Zhonggu's disciple, Ma Ye Boy."

Ma Ye Boy subconsciously glanced at He Lang and frowned slightly.

The emperor smiled and said: "So it's Ma Yeboy? In the future, I should study hard and do my best for the court. I will reward you."

Ma Ye Boy, or the reborn Ma Cang Ye Wang Xie En left, but his heart was still full of doubts.

Who is the person sitting next to the Emperor?