Those years when I was Mingzhu

(unknown perspective)

Met a guy who called himself "Time Outlaw".

And what I say is from another world.

And, that yellow-haired swordsman who appeared out of nowhere also came from another world. ——Acquired such information.

If this is the case, it is not too surprising.

After all, monsters, even for me who have existed for thousands of years, have only encountered one.

Things that do not conform to common sense will never be mass-produced. This truth must be understood by the gods.

However, the alien world...

That being the case, the external forces let the external forces resolve it.

That little ghost dressed like a member of the Demon Slayer Squad - Yuki Tsukasa - should be called this name if I remember well, and he said that he wanted to borrow someone's ability to create "fog" to trap the yellow-haired swordsman In subspace.

The mist will separate the swordsman's breathing method from the swordsman himself, and the strength of a swordsman who cannot use breathing method may be greatly weakened.

I wanted to leave it all to that person to solve it.But the other party said "people in this world can only be killed by people in this world".There is no way, the whereabouts of Luo Ji's brother and sister are currently unknown, even I can't get in touch, maybe they were kidnapped by people from another world to an unknown subspace.

As for Hei Si Mou... it's too much consumption at the moment, so I won't consider it for now.Tong Mo and Yiwozuo were also sent to find clues to the blue Bianhua. Although it was not safe, the current situation could only let Yuhu and Bantiangou go.

Huh, those two guys...

Best, don't let me down again.

**

(unknown perspective)

It's impossible, it's impossible, it's impossible, it's impossible...

Those earrings...that face...

child?Reincarnation?

How can it be!

Do not make jokes! !Simply unheard of! ! !

……

……

Ahh, is that so.

Monster, you finally...

Still won't let me go easily?

**

(Back to my wife's perspective: D)

The two Shangxian were beheaded, and the surrounding fog also dissipated in an instant.It was only then that I realized that I had returned to the original street. It was only the scene of the lively and crowded night market, but now the crowds had dispersed, leaving only four or five figures gathered together.

"Master Naruto!"

Seeing me suddenly appear, the two shouted and came up to meet me. I took a closer look and saw that it was the hidden team members.

Their exposed eyes revealed anxious information, and there was a hidden person standing in the outer circle holding a pile of things that I asked Brother Feng to carry before, and walked over the pile of goods worriedly towards this side wait and see.

"It's hard work, hard work," I handed the Yuanyi in my arms to one of the members of the Yin tribe who stretched out their hands to me as a response, and the other Yin took the sheathed Yuanyi held in Yuanyi's hand. The Sun Wheel Knife stood aside respectfully, "It will increase your workload at night."

"This is our job," Mingyin who was holding Yuanyi said, "Compared to this, Master Naruto, your injury..."

I followed his line of sight and looked over my left shoulder, only to find that the opening that had been torn apart by the previous battle had now flowed out new blood, and the bright red stained a large piece of originally clean feather weaving.

Perhaps it was because of something the system did, the amount of bleeding was so shocking that I didn't feel any pain at all.

What a reliable teammate qwq.

"Pay a little attention." Frowning, Undead Chuan naturally put one of my arms around his neck to support me when he came over, "Even if you don't pay attention to those winding strings , Anyway, I also use the breathing method when I fight."

I heard him say it in an indescribable tone.

In fact, I'm far from being supported. It's just that the muscles on my feet twitched unconsciously when I was suddenly away from the battlefield and relaxed.

But... wait, what did he just say?

What don't you care about?

I don’t, brother Feng, listen to my explanation, it’s not that I don’t pay attention to the winding, I don’t use the breathing method and just cut flat because I don’t know how to…

"Huh? Did you see it?" I blinked in confusion, and turned to Undead River, "When I was fighting with those two ugly guys just now, you were outside...?"

There was no response, and the expressions of Undead Chuan and Yin were a little hard to explain for a while, and finally they drifted their eyes unconsciously to one of the directions.

I turned my head in the general direction again, only to realize that there was still a strange man standing there.

It was a young man with an extraordinary temperament, with long hair as soft as snow, red eyes, and a shallow smile on his lips that made people seem to calm down unconsciously.

It is worth mentioning that the clothes he wears obviously do not belong to this era. If I insist, it is closer to the style of the Heian era.

"Who is this……?"

"I'm Seimei Abe," the man said in a very soft voice, and Hu Lan's eyes flickered, "I'm an onmyoji who passed by here."

I:"……?"

Seimei Abe?

The Abe Seimei in history?

The one that often appears in various novels?

I opened my mouth slightly and looked at the person in front of me. He tilted his head slightly towards me, showing a softer smile.

"..."

Later, through the descriptions of several people, I probably knew what happened outside when I was fighting the old man and the pot in the space that was suspected to be created by vampirism.

At that time, the weird fog and space created before being involved in the battle all came from a haunted monster.

It doesn't matter who this monster is called, because at this moment he has been eliminated by that master Onmyoji.

But the closed space created by the monster can only be broken from the inside, which is why the few people outside can't come to support me, so I can only hold up a mirror to observe the internal situation in a hurry.

"Although I have heard that Naruto-sama, who seriously injured the ancestor of the ghost and killed a winding one by himself, is very talented," said the Yinbu colleague who was holding a sun wheel sword with worship written all over his eyes, "but I saw it with my own eyes today. Only then did I realize that Master Mingzhu's fighting scene is as amazing as a god descending from the earth!"

"Where is it, I'm not as strong as you said..." I smiled shyly, just about to use my free hand to scratch my hair, but found that I couldn't lift it up.

"Forget it, moving around will affect the wound," the system said coolly in my mind.

"My wife's swordsmanship is really amazing," said the onmyoji who had been observing secretly. "Nowadays, while man-eating ghosts are rampant in this world, there are also many evil monsters hiding in the shadows."

He shook his folding fan lightly, with a gentle smile still on his face, his hair brushed across his cheeks by the breeze, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Although my job is to cast down demons and eliminate demons, I find it difficult to kill evil spirits. I wonder if I can talk to my wife and husband to discuss cooperation?"

I frowned and looked at this person, for some reason I always felt that something was wrong.

Listening to these half-literal words, I always feel that there seems to be a strange... sense of disobedience?

"Forgive me, is there anything that Master Onmyoji can't discuss in person?" Seeing my hesitant expression, Bu Sichuan thought it was me who was in trouble, "As you can see, Shan Yi still has injuries on his body."

Shanyi?

Huh huh huh huh?

Brother Feng!Brother Feng, he... called me Shanyi, huh?

Is that arrogant Immortal Chuan?

Calling people by their first names is the first step towards brotherhood!

I opened my eyes wide with joy, and blinked wildly at the system in my heart.

At this time, the Onmyoji raised his hand subconsciously to look at the wrist hidden in the wide cuff, but stopped it abruptly halfway through the movement, the friendly smile on his face remained unchanged, he raised his leg and walked closer, and raised the folding fan in his hand Gently tapped on my forehead.

The few of us curiously watched the pleasing gestures of this elegant man, and then saw a faint green light shine from between his fans, and then disappeared after a few seconds.

Receiving a look from him, I tentatively raised my right arm and twisted my shoulder.

"Huh? Am I okay?"

In the next second, under the stunned gaze of Undead Chuan and the three Yins, I tore off the clothes, tore off the red bandage, and exposed the skin of my arm to examine the wound that should have been treated.

No!

The wound really completely disappeared!

"Pay attention to your image, hello!" the system yelled in its head, and I was quickly tapped on the head by Brother Feng, pressing me to put on my clothes again.

"I'm sorry... I was too excited..." I hugged the place where I was knocked, and smiled apologetically at a few hidden colleagues who were blushing and didn't know where to look.

System: "Uh... what the hell? Received a big healing technique?"

Me: "Huh? Did you say something just now? System."

System: "No..."

On the other side, Mr. Onmyoji still looked at me with that unobtrusive smile, but turned to Undead River and said: "Then, Mr. Undead River, how about this?"

"In this way, my wife will be able to talk to me next time, right?"

As a result, Immortal Chuan over there looked Abe Seimei up and down with probing eyes, and before he could speak, one person disagreed.

"My lord brother, Yuan Yi will also go with you."