[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

"Qingming, it's too much to lie to a little girl."

After most of the night, Yuan Boya and the two female ghost ladies accompanied Abe Seimei to send Sawada Ya to Abe's house and left.He Mao Baoxian didn't leave, he stayed and watched his junior coax the little girl whose eyelids were already fighting to go to sleep.He sat cross-legged with his arms folded in the dimly lit hall, waiting for him to come back, and then he asked an unclear question at the beginning.

"What are you talking about, brother?" Abe Seimei smiled nonchalantly.

He Mao Baoxian looked at him expressionlessly, implying something, "Every word spoken is a curse. Especially when the speaker and the listener have special identities."

If it weren't for the emperor's promise, that female ghost would not be able to enter the palace protected by Amaterasu tonight.This is true of the emperor who has no spiritual power, not to mention the onmyoji who has been dealing with it all year round.

"So brother has also started to study 'curse'? The next time I go to Koyasan, brother can come with me. The monks of Koyasan are so arrogant on this point that people can't stand it."

"Qingming, don't avoid the important and take the light!" He Mao Baoxian scratched his hair irritably, "That little girl has no idea that what she said is a contract, she is not from our world, you coax her to say this to the end Why? And today's knife, Qingming, what do you want to do?"

The big onmyoji in white hunting clothes lowered his eyes, was quiet for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled softly, "How does senior brother know that she is not?"

He Mao Baoxian was stunned suddenly, "What do you mean?"

Abe Seimei smiled and said no more.He turned his head slightly and looked outside the door, the moonlight came in from under the eaves, the courtyard wall of Abe House and the low-pressure eaves separated a small piece of clear night sky, and the stars disappeared.

"It's almost dawn, brother, why don't you go to rest?"

He Mao Baoxian looked suspiciously at him and didn't move.

The onmyoji in white hunting clothes hooked his lips helplessly, "Senior brother has no confidence in me?"

Homo Kamo looked at him steadily for a while, Abe Seimei's smile remained unchanged, and he looked into his eyes impartially.

The candlelight beside the table flickered, and the wick exploded with a slight "cracking" sound.After a long time, He Mao Baoxian moved his hand on his knee slightly, and he looked away as if he took a step back.The atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed. The black-haired man stroked the back of his head feebly, lowered his head slightly and said lazily, "All right, you just need to know what you're doing."

Abe Seimei sat on the spot and smiled calmly, "Brother, you think too much."

"Hehe..." He Mao Baoxian returned a look with a half-smile, "I don't want to deal with you a little longer, and I don't know when I'm sold out by you, okay?"

He Mao Baoxian was taken to sleep by Shikigami, but the great onmyoji in the study did not go back to his room to rest.

He found out the layout of Heian capital, and then dug out a lot of seemingly unrelated materials from the pile of old papers. He looked at it under the candlelight and thought for a long time.

The ink color splashed in the night sky outside the eaves peeled away layer by layer with the passage of time, like a pool of clear lake water, the deep color slowly settled, and the water surface was filtered out deep and shallow dark blue.The sun emerged from the east, and a ray of golden light broke through the clouds and illuminated the eastern sky.

The light-colored morning light walked through the long wooden corridor, lit up the mottled colonnade all the way, and finally trickled in through the opened ink sliding door to the feet of the people in front of the table.The corners of the Onmyoji's white safari clothes hanging down to the floor were illuminated by the morning light, casting a faint radiance.

The onmyoji, who hadn't slept all night, was leaning against the table with his forehead propped on one hand, his long black hair slipping down his arm, and his other hand was holding a Zihao pen. Dropped the last word.

Shikigami's quiet voice came from the door, "Master Seimei, the fox has brought you here."

Abe Seimei threw the Zihao pen into the brush washer, and said lazily, "Come in."

The yellow and white Foxosuke shyly poked his head out from behind the goose-yellow Tang clothes that shikigami hung to the ground, walked into the room step by step with a mournful face, his figure was as bleak as a bird that was forced to jump into the oven Miserable Fox.

"Qing, Master Qingming..."

When facing those jade-like black eyes, Honosuke froze, almost forgot which of the four paws should be moved first, and the front and rear legs were knotted, and the whole fox fell headfirst, like a ball "Gululu" rolled to Abe Seimei's feet.

There was a chuckle from above Foxosuke's head, and it raised its head tremblingly, and saw the legendary great onmyoji looking at it with slightly lowered eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his pale crimson lips. laugh.His slender fingers tapped on the table, as if signaling the little fox to jump up.

Foxnosuke immediately followed suit, and then obediently stretched his head over according to his wishes, ordering one step at a time, well-trained and spineless.

What can I do, I am also very desperate!

Foxnosuke wailed in his heart, I'm just an ordinary fox shikigami mass-produced by garbage political affairs, I don't even have a fighting function!Facing the legendary Great Demon King standing at the apex of the Yin-Yang Dao, if he is not obedient, is he still waiting to be dismantled? !

Then it was torn down.

Abe Seimei's clean fingertips touched the forehead of the little yellow and white fox, Foxosuke's whole body froze, and he lay down reflexively.Mysterious runes rose from its body, centered on its heart, spinning like a large wheel and floating in the air.

The Fox Shikigami who was lying on the table lost consciousness instantly, the refraction in the pupils representing aura was wiped away by invisible fingers, and the black eyes dimmed like the eyes of ordinary rag dolls.

The huge roulette-like array of runes in mid-air was still slowly turning, following a certain pattern, the runes lit up one by one were like dancing streamers, reflected into the Onmyoji's deep pupils.Abe Seimei watched the roulette quietly for a long time, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a smile of interest floated on his lips.

"I see."

His gaze scanned from top to bottom, and then, as if he had finally grasped a certain pattern in it, the Great Onmyoji finally made a move.His white fingertips led a few streamers of pale golden light around the fretwork on the lower layer. Taking advantage of this gap, he swept across the void with his other hand to erase the text in the center representing the contractor, and slowly added it. another name.

After finishing the last stroke, he tapped his finger lightly on the periphery, exchanging the order of several runes.Then, with a swipe of the right hand, the outermost layer of golden texture was restored to its original state.Pale golden streamer lights up all the way from the center to the outside, and the entire talisman array flickers very quickly and disappears into the air.

The fox lying on the table slowly opened his eyes.

Wow, its contractor has changed from the Government of Time to a human named Sawada Ya?

Foxnosuke's front paws hung in front of him, his face full of bewilderment.

"Tell me what happened."

Abe Seimei's elegant voice slowly passed through the air and entered his ears. Fox Nosuke raised his head one by one like a cassette, and looked up at this 81 who imposed the political law of time on him minute by minute. The boss who cracked all the Tao seals and took the ownership of the entire fox.

The most important thing is that the big guy unsealed the seal and snatched the fox, went around the central control core of Shizheng, and restored the seal. The whole process is over!Complete!Did not find it!

Sure enough, it is not unreasonable for Abe Seimei's legend to span countless planes, no matter which world he is in.Fox's help burst into tears, threw himself to the ground, and quickly sold the government of time.

"It's like this. I was sent to other planes by an organization called the Government of Time through cross-border technology to find someone with powerful spiritual power and signed a contract as a god judge."

In 2205 of the Western calendar, human beings have developed the combination of technology and spirituality to the peak. Traveling through time and space to go back to the past is no longer a fantasy in movies and TV shows.

When this technology was first developed, it was just to observe history and to solve the mysteries in the long river of history that have been guessed by future generations.

However, with the unraveling of the mystery, people in the future will become more interested in history, and one regret after another in history will be known to future generations.Gradually, a voice began to rise in the crowd.

Now that we can go back to the past, can the regrets that happened in history be corrected?

If Prince Shotoku had not died in his prime; if the "Shoushan Collapse" incident had not happened, Matsudaira Kiyoyasu, known as "If you live to be 30 years old, you can live in the world", passed his 25 years old safely and ended the Warring States Period more than half a century earlier; even If there was no "Honnoji Change", Oda Nobunaga held high the banner of "Tianxia Buwu" and wiped out the Japanese islands... Then what would the history be like afterwards?Will the future along these revised histories be better than the present?

When human beings thought they had obtained the authority of the gods and began to place themselves above the gods, the twilight belonging to the whole world kicked off.

This is a collapse of human reason caused by human arrogance. The historical line is constantly being rewritten. What should have happened did not happen, and people who should have died survived. This shock on the historical line affects the future society all the way. Finally, a worldwide disaster was triggered.

Like a snowball, it got bigger and bigger, and finally spread to a catastrophe all over the world.Countless people disappeared out of thin air, and the whole society was almost paralyzed. Scientists who should have developed certain important technologies at a certain point in time were not born because of the disorder of the timeline, and heroes who should have ended a certain battle fell ahead of time. Amidst the riots that never would have happened...

Human beings finally realized the mistakes they made, and the surviving people established the government of time with only one purpose, to save themselves.

"But not everyone thinks that they are wrong." Honosuke grimaced, with his little head resting on his paws, "There are also some 'historical revisionists' who stand on the opposite side of the Government of Time. The behavior of history is correct, and all the sacrifices now are pains before the arrival of the light, as long as we get through this darkness, the future will be many times better than the present."

Having said that, it paused slightly, and raised its head cautiously.This issue will be debated endlessly in the future world. Everyone has their own ideas and positions, and no one dares to say that they must be right.But now, it is rare to meet a person who has been worshiped as a god in countless planes. Foxnosuke flicked his tail and asked seriously, "Master Abe Seimei, what do you think?"

Abe Seimei smiled ambiguously, as if he had no deep meaning or any opinion, and said calmly, "No matter which road, if you go on unswervingly and with great perseverance and determination until you reach the end of the road, maybe it will be true." can be successful.”

"Eh?" Foxunosuke was stunned.

"If your world didn't collapse at that time."

"Eh..." Foxnosuke lay back silently, and whispered sullenly, "So, at present, the way of the Government of Time is the right one."

Abe Seimei smiled without saying a word.