Tsuna Kichi becomes a god judge

Since he gave up one of the motorcycles to Changhao, Tsuna could only ride one with Muku. Muku had politely said that he would let Tsuna drive it, but after seeing the slightly cheerful smile on his face, Tsuna had an intuition. Tell him suddenly that he cannot drive this car!

Think about it, did things like this happen rarely before? When he was hiding from ghosts and Wu Tsuji, Mukuro was eating his tofu; when he was raiding the altar, Mukuro was eating his tofu; he was bandaging Mukui at home When he was wounded, Mukuro was eating his tofu...

The next step must be logical - he is starting the car, and Mu is eating his tofu in the back seat!

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was such a possibility. Gangji quickly said: "I want to sit in the back... Well, I don't think my driving skills are that good, so you should drive."

The corner of Mu's mouth hooked slightly: "Really, you want me to drive?"

"Yeah." Gangji nodded affirmatively.

Mukuro straddled the car and gave most of the back seat to Gang Ji. After putting on the helmet, he held the handle of the motorcycle with both hands, turned his head and said to Gang Ji: "Hold my waist, don't let go. "

"Okay... ah!" Before Gangji could get used to it, Mukuro's car rushed to the front and went straight to the direction that Changhao pointed just now.

As soon as Gangji opened his mouth, he was blown into a breath of wind, and quickly put his head on Muku's back, and closed his eyes tightly: "You are driving too fast!"

"Kufufufu, compared to flying with flames, it's no longer fast." Mukuro stepped on the accelerator, even raising the speed to another level.

Gang Ji felt that as long as he let go, he would be thrown away by this car!So he immediately hugged it a little tighter, wrapped his arms around Mukuro's waist, and grasped his fingers tightly like clasps.

Fortunately, Mukuro's waist is not thick, and Tsunayoshi's arms are long enough to hug him.

However, even so, Gang Ji still felt that it was not safe enough, wishing to tie the two of them together with a rope.

Tsunayoshi was frightened at the back, while Mukuro maintained a smiling expression in front, and he could feel the joy that was about to overflow through the helmet.

From time to time, he made some difficult operations of rollovers and sharp turns in the low air, causing Gangji to almost scream, and his soul was scared out of his wits!

"Mu...I have something to discuss with you!" Tsuna's voice sounded in the whistling wind, because the car was driving too fast, he had to raise his volume, and even stretched his neck to rest his chin on Muk shoulders, but it still sounds a bit fragmented.

Mukuro turned his head, not knowing whether it was a coincidence or on purpose, his face just touched Tsuna Ji's lips: "kufufufu...doesn't your throat hurt?" He said with a chuckle, "Obviously you can communicate with me with consciousness. .”

Only then did Gang Ji suddenly realize that such an operation is still possible!It's just that Mukuro is always by his side, which made him forget that only Mukuro's consciousness travels with him, and the ring is the key to maintaining the two of them.

Gang Ji immediately asked him in his mind: "We are going to the deserted house that Chang Hao said, are we going to live there tonight?" And there are holes in the wall, and the picture of mice and cockroaches running around, I feel very unreliable.

It would be better to live in a shrine!

At least the shrine is cleaned by someone. When you meet a famous shrine like Kifune Shrine, the incense is strong, and the rich people donate a lot of money. Not to mention the grandeur, at least the house is clean.

【Gangji, do you think we are going straight to the deserted house now to live there? ] Mukuro's voice was a bit teasing, even if he couldn't see his face, Tsuna could hear his hidden words - why is your little brain still so stupid?

Gang Ji stared at the back of his head: "Then what do you say it is for?"

【We help to get rid of the demon, isn't it reasonable for Abe Seimei to provide us with a place to live? ] Mukuro's calculations were loud, 【Compared to living in shrines, temples or hotels, it is most convenient to live directly in Abe's house. 】

Gang Ji: "...is he so thick-skinned?"

[This is called strategy, not thick-skinned. 】 Mukuro explained gracefully.

Anyway, no matter what Tsuna Ji thinks in his heart, Muku's speed is the fastest. Even the wind-type generals among the twelve generals can't compare with Muku's speed at this time. It's just a matter of chatting. They were the first to arrive near the deserted house.

When Tsuna approached here, he already felt a huge and complicated demonic energy, but when they got out of the car, there was another pure and powerful spiritual force in the deserted garden, accompanied by the voice of the young man chanting incantations in a low voice :

"This is my request! Come down to the gods and real people! Bind ghosts and subdue evil spirits! Eliminate all ghosts! Hurry up like a law!"

Accompanied by the flash of intense spiritual light, a wave of monsters that rushed towards the young man standing in the center shattered, turning into countless tiny rays of light that scattered into the wind.

Gang Ji saw the young man's face from the fragmented light, with long hair, delicate features, and the most special thing is that his eyes are dark red.

His first impression of this man was that his spiritual power was so powerful!

The second impression is that this person is too young, right?

It looks like he is only a few years older than Changhao, but his spiritual power is not at the same level.If Chang Hao's spiritual power is like a trickle, then the spiritual power of this beautiful young man is like a vast ocean.

In Heian-kyo in this era, is there anyone with stronger spiritual power than Abe Seimei?

"Huh?" The young man stood sideways, holding a piece of talisman between his index finger and middle finger. He concentrated on destroying monsters. When he noticed someone coming, he didn't look back, but said, "Changhao, you came too late, right?" ?”

"That..." As soon as Gang Ji opened his mouth, the young man looked at him in surprise, as if he immediately realized that he was not Chang Hao, and was very surprised by Gang Ji's appearance.

Youth: "Boys, it's very dangerous to come to this place at night. Judging by your attire, you shouldn't be from Beijing, right?"

"Yes, we just... came to Beijing today." Gang Ji paused and said, "Chang Hao also came with us, and he should be here soon."

Only then did the young man notice Tsunayoshi and Mukuro's means of transportation, a very strange-looking mount, and lifeless, as if it were some kind of container.He glanced at Tsunayoshi's motorcycle a few more times, showing a probing expression, and a cunning monster next to him wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but was pierced by the shikigami who suddenly appeared.

"Hey, don't look around, be careful!" The blue-haired shikigami glanced at the young man. Although his tone was not polite, there was an inexplicable feeling of doting on him.

The young man just smiled lightly and didn't say anything. At this moment, Changhao and Sanriyue rushed to the wilderness, and a row of motorcycles landed slowly, lined up very impressively.

The young man opened his eyes slightly, with an expression of eagerness to try.

On the other hand, Changhao immediately put on a worried and angry look after seeing the other party: "Ah, ah, grandpa! Why did you come out of your body again, don't you know that this is very dangerous!"

Grandpa... grandpa? !

Tsuna was shocked. It turned out that this young man was Changhao's grandfather, the famous contemporary Onmyoji Abe Seimei!

Seimei in his brain is similar to Jiudaimu, a kind-hearted old man with wrinkled face, he didn't expect to be so young in his soul state.

Muke was not very surprised, he even whispered to Gang Ji: "Don't envy him, your grandpa is also very young."

Gangji: "..."

Yes, not only is he young, but he also lives in the ring, and he can even come out to have special training with himself from time to time.

But the same grandpa, Seimei’s painting style seems to be different from that of Giotto and Jiudaimu. The young man lowered his eyes and complained to Changhao in a crappy crying voice: “Changhao, why do you have the nerve to ask me why I have to go out of my body? You I made new friends in Guichuan, but I forgot about the little monsters living here. These old friends watched their little friends being devoured by foreign monsters every day, and they were in dire straits... If I don’t come again, they His little life is hanging in the balance."

Changhao blushed, thinking that he didn't stay too long in the expensive ship, and arrived within the agreed time, so how could it be his fault?

When Changhao was about to explain, it suddenly rained monsters from the sky, and a group of little monsters fell on Changhao in a rustling sound. Seeing this, the little monsters immediately jumped aside, watching Changhao ruthlessly being overwhelmed by the little monsters.

"Little monster, you are not loyal enough..." Chang Hao was pressed down at the bottom, and could only stretch out a hand with difficulty, but his movements were too slow, and he could no longer catch the little monster.

The demons were very excited to see Chang Hao: "Grandson!"

"Grandson, you finally came to save us!"

"These monsters are really scary, and several of our companions died today!"

The little demons chattered to Chang Hao, almost making him a headache, Chang Hao hurriedly raised his hand and surrendered: "I see...it's urgent, can you let me out first, even if Grandpa is here, we can't guarantee everyone safety, it is still very dangerous.”

The little demons hushed and dispersed, not knowing whether to say obedient or afraid of death.

A little monster who usually played well with Chang Hao secretly poked his head out and asked curiously, "Grandson, are those your friends?"

Changhao glanced at Gangji and the others, nodded and said: "Well, they are also here to help." He also provided them with a car that had never been seen before, which was faster than a horse. At the beginning, he even He had the illusion that he was the wind god general Taiyin.

"I'm counting on you, Onmyoji!"

"We must eradicate these villains, and don't let them continue to occupy our homeland!"

The little demons prayed to them from the bottom of their hearts.

Tsuna saw it fresh, he had never seen so many harmless little monsters, and they looked a little cute.He had no such experience in Inuyasha's world.

Chang Hao and the mobs rushed towards Qiong Qi's ferocious monsters first. Qingming obviously seemed to be paddling after he came, and even the blue-haired general who appeared at the beginning disappeared. He tried his best to get rid of the monster, even because of carelessness, he was slapped away by the monster.

"Changhao!" The mob rushed towards the boy, and before Changhao's body was about to fall to the ground, he instantly stretched from a hairball to a dark-skinned but tall and handsome red-haired youth.

The fire god general grabbed Changhao's waist: "Hey, is Qingming's grandson only at this level?"

"Don't call me grandson, little monster!" Chang Hao retorted instinctively.

"I am Red Lotus now." Said Teng She, one of the twelve generals.

Gang Ji looked at Seimei, who noticed his gaze, and even blinked at him on purpose, looking a bit mischievous, not like a grandfather at all.

He was sure that Qingming would not make a move in such a situation, so he had to look at everyone: "Shall we go help too?"

"Of course, a sword will become blunt if it is not in its sheath." Mustache said, "You must know that I can cut off other people's knees with one swing of a knife."

Kagemaru: "...that's me, what you cut off is the beard, bro."

Sanriyue said with a smile: "Hahaha, I haven't played for a long time. It's good for the elderly to exercise more."

As for Gangji, he directly lit the flames and flew into the air, looking down at Mukui: "I'm going to use the instant XBURNER, and I'll leave the job of gathering monsters to you, Mukui."

Mukuro laughed lightly, shook his head, and held the trident in his hand: "Gangji, you seem to be getting more and more used to handling me." And he, a person who doesn't play games, understands Tsunaki's game terminology.

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