non-human secret history

Gentleness is indeed a very powerful weapon. It is always gentle, but it can completely defeat a person's heart.Yes, but in many cases, gentleness is much stronger than violence.

Just like Hikeri.

I think I shouldn't stay by his side for too long, because the gentle words in his mouth may break the line of defense in my heart at any time, and then fall into a lingering dream that I can't break out of.

And the cruelest thing in this world is nothing more than making up an extremely gentle dream, and finally telling you that it is just your wishful thinking.

But I have no position to criticize Higiri who weaves my dream.

He saved me, and he really wanted to protect me.But he is a sword, the most lethal weapon in the world who doesn't know what softness is.He only softens his voice, and then directly conveys the thoughts in his head.

He is not wrong, but if I don't know how to avoid it, it will become a mistake.

"I'm really sorry for making you worry." I smiled gently: "Next time I will be careful."

"But, Higakiri." I raised my hand with some difficulty and closed the document in front of me: "I don't believe in the history written on paper, I only know the story of bringing Onimai Tsuji Musou to Kazama Chikage In front of me is my mission, and it is also my mission to erase the ghost race from human history, because I bear the surname Minamoto. Mi-Na-Mo-To—”

Listening to my prolonging the tone word by word, Hidekiri's eyes dimmed slightly for a moment, he lowered his head slightly, but then he laughed softly: "Well, should I say it's you, Xiaoqian?"

"Then I understand." He bent his eyes and slightly tilted his head: "Since it is Xiaoqian's wish, then I will fully support it."

"But no matter what, Xiaoqian can't do anything with his current state. In short, we must first resolve the things that restrict Xiaoqian's actions, right?"

My mood suddenly turned cold again, I turned my eyes away, I bit my lower lip lightly, but unexpectedly touched the bloody wound left by someone nearby.

That bastard!

"This is also...a very difficult thing..." I sighed softly.

"It's okay. Then let me figure out a way for Xiaoqian." Mustache raised his hand and patted my head: "Although such things are very rare, as far as I know, some Yin Yang arts seem to have such effects Yes. Then maybe we can find an onmyoji to ask."

It's not that I haven't thought about asking for help from an onmyoji, but I really didn't think that Mustache would bring me in front of this person.

"Long time no see, Seimei."

When he saw the young man lying on his side in front of the court, Mustache greeted him very familiarly.

Higakiri and I parachuted directly into this somewhat luxurious courtyard, but the young man lying on his side didn't seem the slightest bit surprised when we appeared out of nowhere.

"Oh, this is really a very rare guest." The man's complexion is fair and delicate, and there is an inexplicable cunning in his pair of slightly raised peach eyes-at first glance, that appearance is actually There are three points like a white fox that haunts the mountains.

I have never seen him, because I was indeed very young when he walked in the world.Or maybe I wasn't born at all, anyway, at that time I hadn't even left the realm of the ghost clan.

But I have heard many legends about him. After all, he is the most famous onmyoji in history, not one of them.

Abe Seimei.

It is the end of winter, the green in the courtyard is somewhat gray, and there is still a little snow on the scattered bluestone roads, while Abe Seimei is sitting alone at one end of the corridor, watching the small hot stove, drinking comfortably. Tea.

Seeing us appear, he finally put down the teacup, got up and straightened his clothes, straightened his black hat again, and then walked towards me and Mustache with a smile on his face: "You I should have informed me earlier that I was coming, but it happened to be on this day, and the house was almost used up by that guy Boya yesterday, so there is nothing left to entertain."

"You don't have to be so polite. After all, we are not Mr. Boya. Even if we don't have refreshments, we won't hang around." Mustakiri laughed half-jokingly.

"If Boya is here, I will retort that it is not your turn to say such things." Abe Seimei also laughed heartily, but he did not entangle himself in such useless disputes with Higiri: " So what's the matter, this time I specially patronized Yin Yang Liao because of the ghost girl in your arms, right?"

"As expected of you, Seimei." Mustaki also put away his joking thoughts, and his voice became calm: "In fact, she is not under a spell, but this kind of imprisonment, I always think of you as an onmyoji Maybe there's a way."

"This pose is indeed solved." Abe Seimei's eyes did not stay on me, he seemed to be casually looking at the melted snow in the courtyard: "It's just that this confinement is somewhat evil, and after it is released, This Gui Ji's body will eventually need to be recuperated, and I'm afraid it will take some time to go back and forth, do you mind, Your Excellency Mustache?"

"Of course time doesn't matter." Mustache smiled brightly: "As long as Xiaoqian can be kept safe."

"Although Xiaoqian has something to do, she is not in a hurry right now?" He said again, as if trying to persuade me.

"I'm not such a workaholic." I also said with a smile: "I just didn't expect to want to work for the legendary Abe Seimei-sama. If you don't mind, it seems that I will be troubled by your side for a while."

So I settled down in this Heian-era onmyoya.As a fusangshen, Higakiri cannot actually stay in this era for long, and he also knows that I don't want him to appear in front of me, so he just asked Abe Seimei about the deadline, and said that he would pick me up when the time comes.

"There is another point," Hikakiri put his index finger on his lips, and said to me as if coaxing a child: "Because this is the Heian era, if something happens, the future world will collapse."

"But I think Xiaoqian won't embarrass me, right?"

Before his gentle voice completely dissipated, the figure in white had already disappeared.

It's not a spell that I understand, but it doesn't matter.

Abe Seimei did not spare me his spiritual power.

"It's just that I'm still a little curious." When he performed the spell on me for the first time, I couldn't help asking: "He just injected immiscible blood into my body, not cast any spell. , why can you use yin and yang to compete with it?"

Abe Seimei showed a smile that was not a smile, and he said slowly: "Because it is not a spell performed by an onmyoji, Miss Ya thinks this is not a curse?"

"Of course it's a curse. It's a blood curse. It's the most difficult curse in the world. Even if you can use yin and yang to remove all the effects of his blood on your body, this curse will still be cast on your heart. Besides, it is impossible to remove all his blood."

"The bond between you and him is destined to be inseparable from the moment the blood is exchanged."

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