The God of Dogs [comprehensive]

When he saw the eight hundred bhikkhuni again, He Lang gasped.

Last time, the eight hundred bhikkhuni was still wearing a black monk's robe and hat, and looked very like a monk. This time, the eight hundred bhikkhuni he saw was the same as the bhikkhuni in his impression of the game... Well, although it is different, it is similar up.

She was wearing a pure white hunting gown, with light blue patterns like icy water on the corners of the sleeves. She was holding a magic staff, with long hair hanging down, and a white and blue wreath tied on it.

She was still standing barefoot in front of Helang, but the feeling was completely different from before. The most important thing was that the pair of eyes that were once black as pearls had completely turned bright green, as if something was flowing inside.

He Lang pursed his lips, and subconsciously glanced at the sky above the other courtyard. There was a faint red enchantment lingering in places invisible to the naked eye, but until the eight hundred bhikkhunis stood in front of him, the enchantment did not respond at all.

He Lang ruthlessly disliked Ma Cang Ye Wang's enchantment, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Your Excellency Bhikkhuni."

He raised his hand and said, "Please sit down."

There was a faint smile on the face of Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, she seemed to see what He Lang was thinking, and said softly: "The person who opened the barrier for you is not low, I am just a feather here, the body is not How dare you enter the capital where so many Onmyoji are stationed."

After a pause, she added: "The last time I came was me in the past, and the me now is completely different from before!"

He Lang: "..." You can tell, the skin is different.

He coughed and said with a smile: "So that's the case, I have to congratulate Your Excellency."

Eight hundred bhikuni looked at He Lang: "I have met your shikigami, the famous boy with two guns, he is wandering around the cracks in the demon world, spying on another world."

He Lang lowered his eyes, still smiling, unable to see the real expression: "Ah, everyone is curious, and they all believed in themselves."

"...This sentence is correct, but it is not the case in fact." Eight hundred bhikkhuni shook the Zen staff, but the magic bell hanging on the Zen staff did not make any sound, as if it was dumb.

"I always thought that could be suppressed, but it was obvious that she was thinking too much."

The woman laughed lightly, her smile was quick and cute, as crisp as a silver bell, He Lang felt a faint sense of approval in his heart after hearing this.

But the next second he reacted.

He Lang held his breath and said softly, "Since Your Excellency knows my thoughts, what are your thoughts?"

The eight hundred bhikkhuni knew that he was spying on another world, but He Lang didn't understand what the eight hundred bhikkhuni wanted to do, which was quite disadvantageous to him.

Eight Hundred Bhikuni smiled, and she stroked her long hair with her backhand, showing a charming smile: "I want to revive Master Baqi."

"..." He Lang was a little confused when he heard the words, Yamata no Orochi?

He remembered the long snake that came out of the woman's body that day, and said cautiously: "Forgive me, that Your Excellency has been sealed, and it is not easy to break the seal."

and……

He Lang said with a smile: "Everything requires a price, I wonder if your Excellency is ready to pay the price?"

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni smiled.

She said softly, "I have lived a long, long time."

The woman raised her head slightly and looked at the hazy sky. The sky in winter is very thick, as if it will snow at any time.

"What do you think is the greatest wish of a person who is always wandering in the world, who will never enter the underworld?"

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni smiled and said, "Of course I want to die."

She said meaningfully: "So I took the initiative to go to Huangquan and get to know some existences."

He Lang's heart moved, and he said: "... If you really wanted to die at that time and stayed in Huangquan, the goddess Her Majesty would not object to a person who voluntarily threw herself into Huangquan's embrace."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni shook her head: "No, do you know what mermaid meat is?" Before Helang could answer, she said, "That's a curse."

He Lang was stunned: "Curse!?"

"Yes, a curse that acts on people, a curse that turns a person's shell into an eternal existence, confines the soul, seals vitality, and lasts forever."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni looked at He Lang: "It's like the curse on you."

Helang was silent.

The curse on him comes from the Holy Grail. As the winner of the Holy Grail War, Senju Hashirama wanted to prove the bond, and the Holy Grail stuffed him with two mines. It also dragged him into this world. After his death, he was reincarnated as a human, which is probably the result of the fulfillment of the wish given to him by the Holy Grail.

It's a pity that this exorcism shell is fragile and solid, as long as he is human, he must be weak, and only by taking off this exorcism shell can he regain strength.

You can't have both, as he said before, he once believed that he must be human, but the facts and results are not perfect, and there are still flaws.

Without power, he cannot achieve his goals and protect those he wants to protect.

Why did the [-] bhikkhuni come to Helang, because they are the same kind of people.

She said lightly: "This curse is very powerful, I can't break this curse, and this curse, as a contract between a mermaid and a loved one forever, does not violate any eternal rules, I am an immortal who conforms to the [rules] , so Huang Quan will not accept me."

He Lang sighed, he could somewhat understand the sadness in Bhikkhuni's heart, but...

"What does this have to do with Yamata no Orochi?"

"My body has intercourse with men all the year round, absorbing the man's turbidity, and these turbidity will become evil snakes. Every 30 years, I will ask the onmyoji of Master Qingming's lineage to help cut off the evil snakes. It is a kind of turbid Qi from heaven and earth, even if it is cut off from my body, it is impossible to dissipate, I can only seal the evil snake."

Speaking of this, Babaichuni showed a bright smile.

"The number of evil snakes has gradually increased, until recently after the eighth evil snake was cut off, they came back to life and became Lord Baqi's possession." Babaichuni smiled: "Master Baqi gave me The newborn has more powerful power, as long as Master Yaqi is truly resurrected and returns to the ranks of gods, he can grant me the most eternal sleep."

He Lang was quite speechless after hearing this, and he said: "...Isn't there a shrine of His Majesty Gao Longshen just outside the capital? You can go ask His Majesty the Dragon God."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni shook her head: "Goddess Huangquan is the mother of Tianjin gods, she refuses my death, how can the gods of the three noble sons help me so easily?"

Helang thought for a while and said, "What are you going to do?"

Eight hundred bhikkuni chuckled: "You don't need to do anything, just do what you want."

She opened her hand, and a little green light lit up in the palm of her hand.

"This is the spiritual power cloud of Yan Mo in Huangquan. When I went to Huangquan, I talked to her a few times. She is an envoy who likes to stimulate. As long as you have the ability to let her be used by you, your wish will be fulfilled."

He Lang frowned slightly, so simple?

He stretched out his hand, and the green light seemed to be alive, floating silently in his palm, turning into a green pendant. He Lang closed his eyes and felt it carefully... Well, yes, it is indeed death. Qi, still a very pure breath of death.

He Lang raised his head again, and the figure of Eight Hundred Bhikuni gradually faded away. She looked at He Lang and smiled meaningfully.

He Lang forgot one thing, Eight Hundred Bhikuni is also Xing Jian, she has the ability to predict, so she has [seen] the desired result.

However, Xing Jian can't divination about things related to himself, and He Lang is a half-hearted person, only thinking that there may be some problems, but he doesn't understand what's wrong.

He Lang pondered for a moment, put away his dead anger, confirmed that the eight hundred bhikkhuni had left, and prepared to see Abe Seimei.

Yes, he was so unscrupulous that he planned to sell the eight hundred bhikkhuni after he got the item.

Just kidding, that woman wants to resurrect the Yamata no Orochi, who devours mountains and rivers, and also likes to eat unmarried virgins to cause harm to the world, this kind of ominous creature deserves to be sealed.

What's more, it was Suzhan Mingzun, one of the three noble sons, who sealed Yamata no Orochi back then, and the girl that Yamata no Orochi wanted to eat was Suzhan Mingzun's wife. He will definitely kill Yamata no Orochi, and as for Helang who helps Yamata no Orochi, he will also be unlucky.

If Helang didn't care about it before, he would go back to Hokage's hometown at worst, but since Uchiha Madara and Senjujuma will come to find him, he will stay in this world for a long time, so naturally he can't offend the local gods.

It's as if he is a tenant, and the third noble son is a charter wife. It's too late for him to curry favor with the charter woman. How could he offend the other party?

He Lang sent a message to Abe Seimei that he was going to find him, and at the same time asked his servants to prepare an ox cart to find Abe Seimei. Just when he was about to go out, the old butler of the Minamoto family came to invite him back.

"The master has something to ask the young master. It seems that the big nephew sent someone to summon him. I hope you can come to the palace."

He Lang was taken aback, and frowned slightly. If it wasn't a big deal, his grandfather wouldn't let him enter the palace. Could it be...

He pursed his lips: "I see."

The speed of the bullock cart was very fast, and the distance between the other courtyard and the main house was not too far. He Lang returned to the main house at noon.

Yuan Boya was waiting for him, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Grandfather? Are you looking for me?"

"Danhe..." Yuan Boya sighed: "The palace summons you to enter the palace."

He Lang raised his eyebrows: "Why are you looking for me now?"

"Do you remember that there was a big discussion in the court a few days ago, and I hope your majesty will give the Yuanfu ceremony this year?" Yuan Boya frowned: "This matter has been settled, and the court is considering the candidate. The guest is naturally Mr. Fujiwara. It's just that the position of the supporter has not yet been determined."

Fujiwara Kane's family is still there, the so-called Mr. Fujiwara naturally refers to him, but the praise...

"I'm one year younger than His Majesty, besides..." He Lang's mouth twitched, "I thought Mr. Fujiwara's eldest son, Michitaka, would be the one who praised him."

He had heard that the Fujiwara Kane family planned to marry the eldest daughter of their eldest son Fujiwara Michitaka to the little emperor, so it would be more appropriate for Fujiwara Michitaka to be the praiser.

"But Your Majesty said that he wants you to be the praiser." Yuan Boya pursed his lips, and he spoke slowly, obviously after careful consideration: "Your Majesty is Your Majesty after all, you are my grandson, the great-grandson of Emperor Daigo, and you are regarded as a member of the royal family .”

He Lang raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, is this trying to restrain Lord Fujiwara's power? Is it too early to start now? Is he going to disobey Lord Fujiwara's ideas before he has even performed Yuanfu?"

Yuan Boya said softly: "According to reliable sources, Mr. Fujiwara seems to be unwell."

He Lang sneered: "Even if Mr. Fujiwara is not in good health? The Empress Dowager is still here."

Does the younger sister of the Fujiwara Kane family, Fujiwara Quanko, know that her son wants to escape the control of the Fujiwara family?If you know, the unlucky one will not be the emperor, but only him.

Yuan Boya said: "...You are right, anyway, I will go with you, and reject His Majesty face to face."

To the surprise of He Lang and Yuan Boya, the emperor summoned them not for the sake of praise, but just felt that...

"I'm about to take Yuanfu soon, and I feel a little nervous. I want to invite Danyu to accompany me for a few days to relieve my emotions." His Majesty said sincerely: "Danyu should not be nervous, just stay at home."

Tsk tsk in He Lang's heart, the emperor was playing so well, he used the position of praiser to easily stir up the spirits of the courtiers, and then said lightly that you have the final say, I just played with my friends for a few days... It should be said that A child raised in court?

Such a source, Boya, is not easy to refuse, so he had to say: "Dan is not in good health, if it hinders your majesty's interest, please make amends."

"How could it be? Speaking of which, Danyu is also a relative of the emperor, so don't use honorifics." The emperor was obviously very happy when he saw He Lang, and he even said: "According to the seniority in the palace, Danyu and I are cousins ​​and nephews. Yu Ke is willing to recognize me as a cousin?"

He Lang silently calculated in his heart, indeed, the grandfather of Emperor Ichijo was Emperor Murakami, and Emperor Murakami and Minamoto's father, Prince Kemei, were of the same generation, and he was indeed a generation younger than the Emperor.

But the problem is that there is one more uncle in one trip to the palace, which is really...

Yuan Boya said with a smile: "The subject has already surrendered, how dare you marry Your Majesty?"

"That's it..." The emperor had a look of pity at first, and then said with great interest: "In this case, let's do our own thing. Dan and I are not far apart in age, and Dan and Ke wish to admit me. elder brother?"

Helang & Yuan Boya: "..."

He Lang was simply amazed, this emperor really should not be underestimated, so he couldn't refuse at all.

Thinking of this, without waiting for Yuan Boya to speak, he said, "It is Dan Yu's honor to be loved by His Majesty. Dan Yu has never had an older brother. Today, he suddenly has an older brother. I am very happy."

After hearing this, the emperor clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Today is really a good day, let's hold a banquet to celebrate!"

Seeing that there was nothing to change, Yuan Boya had no choice but to say tactfully: "Thank you for the banquet, Your Majesty is in poor health, and it is inconvenient to see others more. Please make amends, Your Majesty."

The emperor immediately said: "I am so happy, why not invite mother and uncle to sit down for a while."

He Lang: "..." He, he doesn't want to see Kane Fujiwara and Kanko Fujiwara ==

Naturally, he has no right to make decisions in the court, Helang still saw these two people, but fortunately Yuan Boya also stayed, with his firepower to attract the Fujiwara Kane family, he can deal with Fujiwara Kanko, but he can handle it when the banquet is over , He Lang fell ill due to the situation. In order to prevent the infection from spreading to His Majesty, He Lang took the initiative to ask to live in a courtyard far from Qingliang Hall.

The Empress Dowager felt that He Lang was very knowledgeable, so she arranged He Lang in the Indus Palace, which was only a wall away from the palace, and there was no deduction for manpower and food and clothing.

He Lang lived in happily and began his recuperation career.

He was ill in the palace for three days, Ma Cangye Wang came to pray for him as an onmyoji in the Yinyang Liao.

Seeing King Ye of Ma Cang, He Lang held Ye Wang's hand and almost shed tears: "It's lonely in the palace, I finally saw a relative!"

The little emperor played with Genji and Fujiwara, these few days are hard, being stared at by the empress dowager every day, how can he come to Helang when he has time, Helang stays here bored, watching the eight hundred nuns in the kennel every day The death pendant given to him almost couldn't bear to summon Yan Mo.

Ma Cangye Wang looked at He Lang's emaciated appearance - how can he eat meat if he pretends to be sick, isn't he emaciated? —— Feeling sullen, he rolled his eyes: "Why don't I make a substitute paper doll and let the paper doll live here, and you go out with me?"

He Lang's eyes lit up: "Won't it be discovered?"

Ma Cang Yewang said confidently: "Unless Mr. Kamo Baoxian or Mr. Abe Seimei come to investigate in person, no one will find out."

He Lang immediately said: "Then take me out for a walk, I will live in the palace for a few days, I really miss the sweetfish grilled by Shikigami at Lord Qingming's house!"

King Ma Cang Ye couldn't laugh or cry, he immediately cast a spell to send He Lang out of the palace, and Shi Shiran said goodbye and left.

He Lang waited outside the palace wall for a while, and Makura Ye Wang's ox cart came over, stopped slightly, He Lang quickly got into the car, and Ma Cang Ye Wang immediately asked Shikigami to drive the cart to Abe Seimei's mansion.

But today they seem to come at the wrong time.

Arriving at the door of Abe Seimei's house, a domestic servant begged with a bunch of red leaves and a piece of letter paper.

"Master Qingming, please, she is dying of illness, I just wish I could see you again!"

"If you insist on not seeing it, please return a waka to my daughter-in-law so that she can go away with more peace of mind."

Sitting in Macang Ye Wang's bullock cart, He Lang glanced through the curtain, and immediately understood: "Oh, that's not a servant of Gao Jie's family, wait..."

He Lang rolled his eyes, remembering what happened last spring.

King Ma Cang Ye didn't understand what he meant: "What's wrong?"

He Lang smiled and said, "It's nothing."

After a while, the door of Abe Seimei's mansion was opened from the inside, and a woman in purple Tang clothes smiled coquettishly and looked through the gap.

"Master Qingming doesn't remember seeing your female monarch, so hurry up and leave!"

The servant felt ashamed when he saw the woman's appearance, so he had to leave in a hurry.

After the servants left, the woman in purple Tang clothes opened the door and respectfully saluted: "Lord Ye Wang, another lord, you are back."

King Ma Cang Ye and He Lang got out of the car and entered the door.

He Lang grinned and said, "I didn't expect Master Qingming to be as romantic as before, and he can still attract the favor of a young lady at such an age~"

Abe Seimei was sitting on the porch eating wine, when he heard Helang's teasing, he immediately retorted: "How can I compare to you, and I have won His Majesty's favor."

He Lang's expression turned bitter immediately, begging for mercy: "Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say anything."

But then he became curious again: "If I'm not mistaken, that's the daughter of the high-ranking family? You only met once last year, why does she never forget you so much?"

Abe Seimei hehe: "Do you still remember the paper figurine I left behind? When that paper figurine turned into me, it was just young~"

When Abe Seimei left with Ibaraki-douji and Shuten-douji, he was inadvertently seen by the female son in the bullock cart passing by, which caused the female master to miss him.

Helang understood. When he saw the sweetfish in front of Abe Seimei, he immediately cheered: "Oh! There is meat!"

He rushed over immediately and quickly ate with an elegant etiquette, Ma Cang Ye Wang who was following him smiled.

"Dan Yu likes to eat meat so much, but your body..."

He Lang rolled his eyes: "King Ye, please don't say that when I'm eating, thank you."

King Ma Cang Ye laughed, he shook his head and stopped talking.

In a few days, the daughter-in-law of the high-ranking family passed away. When she died, she left a last wish to be buried in the Red Maple Forest. Her parents felt sorry for her early death, so they agreed to it.

He Lang lived in the palace for more than ten days, and the Emperor finally came to chat and play with him when he was free. The two of them talked only about poems and songs. He Lang had been reading these things all his life, so it was no problem to deal with the little Emperor.

In addition, Yuan Boya is good at playing the flute, and Helang has been influenced by the sound of the flute all day long, so he has a bit of musical ability, and he can talk to the emperor in a straightforward manner. As long as he doesn't mention political affairs, he and the emperor get along fairly well.

Just treat it as an ordinary friend who speaks waka and haiku, He Lang thought so.

After staying for more than half a month, the emperor finally let Helang go home, but he didn't rest for a few days, and was called into the palace by the emperor to accompany him. He came and went several times, and Helang understood.

It turned out that the emperor regarded him as a spiritual trash can.

Although the Emperor would not complain to him about some messy things about the Fujiwara family, when the Emperor was angry and depressed, He Lang would just pretend he didn't see it, and read the books in the palace collection or try to play with the musical instruments collected in the palace. Very interesting.

The Emperor found that He Lang would not panic because he was angry, nor would he flatter him because of his joy. Instead, he felt that He Lang was worthy of being the son of the Yuan family, with a noble character and a person to be friends with. Gradually, he became close to He Lang .

He Lang didn't think it mattered, but King Ma Cang Ye felt depressed after finding out about it.

"Master Yuan Yazhen died for His Majesty in the previous life, and if this continues, the two will definitely become close friends. If Your Majesty asks, Lord Yuan Yazhen will probably not refuse."

Ma Cang Ye Wang and Abe Seimei discussed: "We need to find a way to get Mr. Yuan Yazhen out of the palace."

The corner of Abe Seimei's mouth twitched, and he mentioned Makura Ye Wangdao: "I understand your worry, but if Danyu is rejected by the emperor, Mr. Fujiwara will not mind making trouble."

Ma Cang Ye Wang shook his head: "The person who will be in power in the future will be Mr. Fujiwara. Dan and Fujiwara Yusei have a good relationship, so we can start from here."

Abe Seimei thought for a while: "We need to find a suitable reason."

Ma Cang Ye Wang obviously had already thought about it: "Yuan Yazhen has never seen his father since he was born. Didn't his father become a monk in Ruoxie County? Why not let him live in Tango Ruoxie for a while, and his mother also Are you buried there?"

Abe Seimei gave a thumbs up, this is a good idea.

"I'll go and talk to Boya, and he will definitely agree."

Yuan Boya immediately became happy when he heard Abe Seimei's idea.

Recently, there has been another quarrel in the palace about being a supporter, and his grandson is also involved. If there is a way to temporarily escape from the political vortex, he would naturally wish for it.

Yuan Boya immediately wrote a letter saying that his grandson dreamed of his mother, and at the same time arranged for Helang to return to Danhou. When the emperor knew about this, Helang had already left Kyoto, and Abe Seimei was with him.

He Lang temporarily avoided the political vortex, and at the same time had the opportunity to leave the capital to go out and play, he was overjoyed.

The most important thing is that Ma Cang Ye Wang stayed in the capital, and He Lang could finally talk to Abe Seimei about the eight hundred bhikkhuni and Yan Mo.

"The evil snake? Yamata no Orochi? Has she really fallen into the devil's way?" Abe Seimei frowned after knowing this, and he stretched out his hand: "Let me see what she gave you."

He Lang handed the green pendant to Abe Seimei, and Abe Seimei checked it, feeling even more confused.

"This is indeed something from the underworld. As for whether Yan Mo can be summoned again, I don't know."

He Lang was eager to try: "Let's find a place where no one is around and try it out when we go further tomorrow."