[Zhongzhu Wenye] Medicine specialization is amazing, isn't it?

There was thunder in the sky of Kyoto.

The dark clouds covered the twinkling stars in the sky, moving closer to Abe Seimei.

"There are even onmyojis who can gather lightning now." Seimei Abe looked up at the sky, "But it's a pity, it's still not enough."

He just waved his hand, and directly pushed away Huakaiyuan Longer who was standing in front of Huakaiyuan Yuluo and the magic charm flow that gathered lightning. Even the low-hanging black clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind blow off.

Yura Hanakain, who holds the shikigami [Pojun], is exposed in front of Abe Seimei...but Seimei doesn't attack the onmyoji who holds the shikigami that could threaten him.

He just glanced at Huakaiyuan Yuluo, commented "The talent is good", and then turned his head to look at Fujimaru Tachika.

"You're very interesting." Abe Seimei looked at Fujimaru Tachika and said, "It seems that you have some ties to me and Ashiya Michimi... It's just that I'm not the same [Abe Seimei] as you know ?”

"It's not just different, okay?" Fujimaru Tachika scratched his cheek, he looked at Abe Seimei and complained, "You are completely opposite to what I know, Mr. Seimei!"

"Oh?" Abe Seimei asked with great interest, "Then what kind of existence do you know about me...?"

"Although I haven't met him, I have met Ashiya Doman!" Fujimaru Tachika said confidently, "From his description, he should be an elegant and black-bellied great onmyoji? Anyway, no matter what , it shouldn’t be a guy like you who shows his body carelessly, right?”

In order to prevent shielding, he euphemistically used "exposing" to describe Abe Seimei's state.

"Oh?" Abe Seimei changed his style of painting, "But the one next to you is more extreme than me in half-covering."

"But at least His Majesty will not be shielded, and the key parts are tightly covered." Fujimaru Tatsuka said confidently, "And you will definitely be shielded, and maybe you will be branded with an unscientific holy light!"

Abe Seimei was at a loss for words for a moment, while at the same time Fujimaru Tatsuka and Qin Shihuang heaved a sigh of relief.

"It seems that [the evil in this world] has not completely merged with the Abe Seimei of this world, nor has it completely occupied this body." Qin Shihuang made a judgment, "I have heard of Zoroastrianism, and believe in those foreigners. People in the state don't seem to care much about the etiquette of being naked."

[Evil in this world] Angra Mainyu, also known as Ahriman, is the good god Ohrmazd in Zoroastrianism [Dual Opposition Theory] The transformed opposite is the incarnation of all [evil].

The place where Zoroastrianism first spread was ancient Persia, located in today's Iran, which is in a desert climate zone. In order to adapt to the climate, the clothes worn by the locals are very cool.

In other words, if Abe Seimei and [The Evil of This World] are completely integrated, then when Fujimaru Tateka and Abe Seimei have no clothes on, his reaction will not be speechless, but he will express it with confidence. It's not something indescribable.

But "The Evil of This World" certainly had a certain impact on Abe Seimei.

If it was just Abe Seimei, when he was reborn in this world, his first priority was not to be busy with the Onmyoji of the Hanakaiin family and the monsters of the Nuliang group, but to find a way to blow up some more important places and transfer them Attention, and then find a piece of clothing to put on, and then return to hell, until the body is strong enough to bear its own strength, and then return to the world.

Fujimaru Tatsuka and Qin Shihuang looked at each other.

Qin Shihuang: No way, it's not a big problem.

Fujimaru Tachika: They haven't completely merged or killed each other yet. When the time comes, I will cooperate with you to tear the soul with your hands.

Qin Shihuang: Huh? ?

Fujimaru Tachika: After all, he is an idol I have admired for a long time, Abe Seimei played by Man Nomura has always been a white moonlight cinnabar mole in my heart, Your Majesty!

Qin Shihuang: You mean that guy who looks like a rice ball with a seaweed roll on his forehead?It seems that the length is not bad, but it is still not as good as me!Ha ha ha ha!

Fujimaru Tachika: ...it seems ... nothing wrong?

Abe Seimei was poked by Fujimaru Tateka's topic of not knowing where it went, and didn't know what to say for a while, but Fujimaru Tatsuka and Qin Shihuang had already discussed to give Abe Seimei another treasure.

A band of light resembling the tail feathers of a cyan black bird appeared again!The Command Seal on Fujimaru Tatsuka's hand was missing again.

"My number one subject has exhausted his magic power, which made me unfold the treasure many times in this world that does not belong to the history of pan-humanity. It can be called a lesson of loyalty." Qin Shihuang looked serious, and the attack formed by mercury was once again defeated He held it in his hand, "So I don't intend to disappoint my subjects."

"In front of the Son of Heaven, at least kneel on the ground for me?!"

Abe Seimei, who was originally suspended over Nijo Castle, smashed straight down as if being suppressed by something.

Of course, Qin Shihuang didn't consider what kind of miserable situation his opponent would encounter when he started his actions-Abe Seimei smashed into the rubble of Erjo Castle, completely destroying Erjo Castle, which was already almost destroyed, into ruins.

Fujimaru Tachika followed the fallen Abe Seimei to the ruins of Nijo Castle.With the help of multiple [Gandr] buffers, he landed on the ground safely and faced Abe Seimei.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but beside the two of them is the Nie Pond where the evil of this world is entrenched.

"Okay." Fujimaru Tachika said with a smile, "It's time for answers—"

"If you have anything to ask, why don't you ask now? Mr. Abe?"

"Mr. Abe? I've never heard of such a title..." Seimei Abe ticked off the corner of his mouth, "Then [the evil in this world] is the existence that exists in this body and is affecting my thinking." ?"

"That's right, Mr. Abe." Fujimaru Tateka shrugged, "Be patient a little bit, I'll tear him off you right now—"

Abe Seimei's eyes froze.

tear it off?Is the soul thing so ridiculous?

"Of course it's very convenient." Fujimaru Tachika showed a dark smile, "After all, Angola Mainu, no, Xiaoan...he used to be my follower."

"It's a pity that for my own selfishness, I did some tricks in the Temple of Time, so Xiaoan lost me too."

"So of course I want to take Xiaoan home." His expression remained unchanged, he was still smiling, but what he said seemed to be mixed with black mud, and seemed to contain something with a huge amount of information.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Qin Shihuang didn't wait for Fujimaru Tachika's movement for a long time, so he simply "condescended" and also fell down.

"Nothing, Your Majesty." Fujimaru Tateka replied, "It's just that there are some things that need to be agreed with Mr. Abe."

"In that case, you just have to know it in your heart." Qin Shihuang gave Abe Seimei a threatening look, then curled his lips at Ertiaocheng in disgust, and let himself hang in the air again.

"I heard that Ertiao City used to be the residence of the ruler of the island country? It's far worse than my Afang Palace."

Fujimaru Tatsuka watched Qin Shihuang fly into the air, and then stretched out his hand to Abe Seimei.

"I'm leaving, Xiao An." He said, "I will try to find a more suitable body for you."

The black mud in the Nue Pond surged, and then gathered with some black light spots separated from Abe Seimei's body, forming a distorted human figure.

Hei Ni, or Angola Mainyu stretched out his [hand] and grabbed Fujimaru Tateka's wrist, and the communication to Chaldea, which was originally closed by Fujimaru Tateka, was also reopened.

"The incident is resolved!" Tatsuka Fujimaru said to Romani Achiman in the communication screen, "We can go back."

"Ah, as expected of Tachika Sauce~" Leonardo Da Vinci squeezed Romani away, and Fujimaru Tachika gave a thumbs up, "Then we will activate the spiritual transfer now!"

"Is it okay to let me know about this kind of thing?" Abe Seimei asked after being dragged away by Fujimaru Tachika, refreshed and normal.

"Ah, anyway, Abe Seimei will be abducted into Chaldea by me sooner or later. It doesn't matter if you know sooner or later." Fujimaru Tachika blinked at Abe Seimei, "It's just that you can't hold on now, don't hurry up Are you okay? And you still have no clothes on."

Abe Seimei (smile gradually disappears.gif): So how long will you keep talking about this meme.

"It's almost dawn." Shen Yuehuan yawned, "Thanks for the jet lag, I just feel sleepy now."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out his hand and patted Shen Yuehuan's arm: "If you really can't hold on, go to my office and lie down first... The leader and sister Hongye shouldn't mind."

"Mr. Sen? I guess he must not have gotten up." Shen Yuehuan stretched her waist, "He was carried back by Mr. Fuzawa the night before yesterday, and Mr. Fukuzawa went back early yesterday... I don't think he can do it now get up."

Nakahara, who has already driven a few times, understood it in seconds.

He looked at Mori Ogai's office with a complicated expression, and heaved a long sigh.

"I hope the leader can get up," he said. "At least someone will worry about the casualties in Yokohama and the follow-up work."

"Isn't there Dazai?" Shen Yuehuan said as a matter of course, "Even if Oda confessed, wouldn't Dazai still be on our household registration book? If so, the labor force is of course useless."

Nakahara Chuya's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he was gearing up to rush to the Armed Detective Agency to find Osamu Dazai...but he was stopped by Shen Yuehuan.

"If you go to him directly, he will definitely run away." Shen Yuehuan gave Nakahara Chuya an idea, "You might as well ask the president to entrust. If it's work, Dazai can't help it."

"You're right." Chuya Nakahara nodded in agreement, "After all, Dazai is the only one with a good brain in Yokohama in the Armed Detective Agency? That guy Oda can't do it, Dun He is too young—he is not yet an adult. As for the leader of the other party, our leader still needs him to take care of him, how can we just do work like this...so we can only fall on Dazai's head?"

Shen Yue smiled happily and snapped her fingers: "That's right! But Dazai will definitely find a way to drag me into the water."

"As long as no one can be contacted, I don't believe he dares to come to PortMafia to block people." Zhongyuan Zhong also raised the corner of his mouth, "If he really dares to come, I will definitely beat him up!"

Shen Yuehuan looked at Zhongyuan Zhongye's smile, and couldn't help but lean over.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at Shen Yuehuan's face that suddenly approached.

"Sleepy." Shen Yuehuan rubbed Zhongyuan Zhongye's cheek, "If you want to kiss Zhongye, then you won't be sleepy."

Zhong Yuan was also stunned: "It's okay, just sleep if you are sleepy, anyway, my supernatural ability is gravity manipulation, I can carry you back."

Shen Yuehuan couldn't laugh or cry, so she simply took practical actions to stop the straight man from Chuya Zhongyuan from speaking.

"Sleepy is really sleepy, but not to the point where I can fall asleep standing up." After the kiss was over and Zhong Yuan Zhongye was released, Shen Yuehuan said softly, "I just want to kiss you."

"Then let's kiss." Zhong Yuanzhong also wiped his slightly red and swollen lips, and grabbed Shen Yuehuan's skirt, "Anyway, you like me, right? You know me, and I know you, so I want to Just kiss, what excuses are you looking for? There is no reason to kiss your lover, right? "

"You're right." Shen Yuehuan raised the corners of her lips, "So you don't need a reason to have sex with your lover, right?"

"Ah?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also struck blank by Shen Yuehuan's blunt words.

"Since I said before that you couldn't get out of bed for three days, I'd better do what I say." Shen Yuehuan lightly bit the tip of Zhongye Zhongye's nose, and dragged him directly into [Border Town], "Come on, let's Haven't done it in [Border Town]?"

Central Plains has also been completely confused.

Chuya Nakahara: No, how did things get to this point?

Shen Yuehuan: If you want Dazai to be unreachable, of course you have to leave all the communication tools outside, and then bring Zhongya into [Border Town]!What to do if you are bored in [Border Town]?With lovers around, where would it be boring?

The author has something to say:

This Fujimaru Tachika is a chaotic evil. It is currently in the third week. Because in the second week, there is no way to reverse the death of the doctor, it has destroyed the world by combining with Angola Mainyu, but finally found a new reversal Given the opportunity of time, he is currently working hard to hide his true attributes from the doctor.

This time, because this Guda-jun did something at a certain key point, the Temple of Time was blown up before the doctor used the first treasure, and with the help of several Halls of Valor, Gaetia was successfully torn apart, so Doctor survived.

The collection of 72 demon gods was directly torn into something like air-dried beef jerky by Fujimaru Tateka, and he planned to go back and give it to the berserkers to upgrade.

Berserkers: No, we also reject this kind of junk food.

72 Pillar Demon Gods (Hoarse voice.jpg): No, don’t come here!

In addition, after the Temple of Time was bombed, the disorder of time caused other heroic spirits to disperse with Guda-kun, and Guda-kun embarked on a journey to bring the scattered heroic spirits back to Ga.

By the way, Qin Shihuang is one of them, Angola Mainu is the other... I don't know how many others there are.Because that is a story from another world.

In the end, Brother Shen also drove, hoping not to be locked or blocked.

Qixi Festival is here, let's send out some small cookies.

In addition, the Qixi Festival bonus is the original Chapter 1 of Western Fantasy, which I plan to write in one to two years, and I will put it below.

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This world is the birth gift of the two gods.

One holds life, and His companions are miracles, blessings, and wisdom.

The other gazes at death, and his companions are war, glory, and greed.

Thus, there are living beings and death in the world,

With ambition and war born of greed,

There is also the glory and blessing of wisdom and miracles.

Gods of time and space,

They performed their duties frankly,

One who separates the world from heaven and purgatory,

One tells time to move forward step by step along the established direction.

Only ■■■ who controls the elements,

And the ■■■■ that governs justice,

One roams the world,

patrolling the separated creatures,

Therefore, the continent has the sea of ​​water, the snow mountain of ice,

There are deserts made of fire and earth, and mineral deposits made of gold and wood.

Another one looks down on all living beings in the kingdom of heaven,

He observes the chess game between gods and devils in the world.

As each epoch draws to a close,

The gods and demons will look for their own representatives in the world,

These agents will stand for their beliefs in the world

A repertoire dedicated to the gods—

It was a script written in fire and blood.

It was a stage paved with laughter and tears.

This,

It is the continent of Angkash,

A gift for the gods.

——"Angkashi Song of Creation Chapter 1 Section [-]"

I was walking through the forest with only one lyre beside me, which didn't look like an ordinary material.

I wore moccasin boots, and the soles of my boots creaked on fallen leaves.

When I woke up, I lost all memories of my past, except that my name was Winkle.

In order to find out the life of "myself", I rummaged through everything on my body-except for a lyre, I only had six maps, a sea chart, 25 gold coins, and a backpack.

I took those blueprints and gold coins out of my backpack.

There seems to be a hidden compartment in the backpack though.

But if it were me, I would never hide something really important in the mezzanine, no matter how concealed - what if someone snatched my whole bag?What if you forget to wash the bag and the contents in the interlayer are destroyed?

So I keep the really important things close to me.

While thinking this way, I reached out and touched my arms.

What I had in my bosom surprised me--besides another purse containing thirty gold pieces, there was a small notebook containing eleven small portraits.

Next to each small portrait of the characters, their names are also marked.

On the first sheet, a black-haired, blue-eyed boy was painted. His emerald green eyes could easily suggest something alive.

But his eyes, which are like sprouts growing in spring, look a little inorganic in this small portrait... I don't know if it's because of the artist's technical problems, or because this boy's essence is such an existence.

Next to the boy's head was marked a line of somewhat vague small characters. I had to squint my eyes and look carefully at the sunlight shining through the woods to figure out his name.

His name is [Carvation Sanitar].

Although it is not clear whether this is a language I was once familiar with, the meaning of the name came to my mind like a scene reflected in a clear mirror.

Carvation means [life] in ■■.

Sanitar means [centre] in ■■.

Some strange existence told me that the land called [Angkashi] where I am now coincided with [1978 of the Sunleitna Period].

The name of the chronology evolved from Sanitar.

Saniternal also comes from the ■■ language, which means the center, and after a period of time, it has a derivative meaning, referring to the twelve o'clock of the clock.

In other words, it refers to the beginning and end of a circle.

Heck, the first person has such a funny name, but what about the others?

Excitedly, I planned to read the remaining ten small portraits in one go.

My body, however, disagreed with my thoughts—my stomach, or rather, my stomach, made a noise of protest.

"Goo-"

Ah, so hungry, I feel like I'm dying.

It seems that the first priority is to feed myself before I starve myself to death.

I pressed the wide-brimmed hat on top of my head with my hand, put the small portrait back into the small notebook, and started on the road to the place where humans lived outside the woods.

Why am I so sure there will be human habitation out there?

Because the land under my feet tells me this--walk straight along the road under my feet, and when I meet a stream, I will go down the stream, and it will not be long before I can see the same people as me. existing settlements.

What's more, although my clothes look a little dusty, their texture and color are like new clothes that have been worn for less than three days.

In other words, "I" should have just bought this set of clothes before entering the forest.

Fortunately, I didn't encounter any beasts along the way, and I was also lucky that I didn't get lost or was bitten by any poisonous snake.

I successfully stepped out of the forest and arrived at the human village.

The villages here don't seem to be prosperous, but because they are close to the forest, people rely on the wealth in this forest to live a prosperous life.

There's an inn in the village... no, there's more than one inn—there's even two taverns here!

Because it is close to the woodland, it is actually not suitable for growing grain. The villagers may have problems eating by themselves, let alone brewing wine with grain... But the people in the village just opened unreasonable taverns. Two!

But this piece of land and the wind from the sky tell me that this is normal, because the people here have basically mastered something that can be called [magic].

Therefore, they can use [magic] to ripen rice directly after planting, and ripen as many batches of grain as possible before the fertility of the land is exhausted.

This kind of work will last for one and a half months, that is, more than 40 days.

And the remaining ten and a half months of the year are basically used to restore the fertility of the fields.

It seems that the magic on this continent is quite convenient.

So I no longer cared about those unreasonable things, but turned around and went into the tavern——

Because I feel that I am so hungry that I can eat anything.

When I entered the tavern, there were neither too many people nor too few people, because it was dinner time when I went in.

The land here tells me that in order to save money, most people choose to eat at home...but when they are out for a walk after eating, many people choose to come here for a drink.

By that time, there will be more people in the tavern.

"Boss—" I lay weakly on the long table in the tavern, and raised my hand, "Let's have some food, and some wine."

The boss glanced at me from behind the L-shaped wine table, and then instructed his son to bring me a thick steak, a serving of mashed potatoes, two or three slices of bread, and a half-filled glass of red wine .

My eyes were shining brightly, and I started to chew according to the case without any politeness.

"I invite you." The boss said with a smile, "but you are a troubadour, right? I saw your lyre."

I paused for a moment, then turned my head to look in the direction of the boss.

He pointed to the lyre I randomly placed on the bench, and clapped his hands: "As long as you are willing to sing with me for an hour every day, no matter what you sing, I will provide you with a meal of food, the quality of which is equivalent to The one you are eating now comes with dessert and coffee."

Hmm...seems like a good deal.I thought about it for a while, and felt that I wouldn't stay here for a long time anyway, and I don't have a lot of money, so I might as well agree to the boss.

So I nodded.

"Okay," I said, "everyone in the tavern must make this testimony—"

There were echoing voices from the small crowd in the tavern.

Someone put the wine glass in his hand on the table heavily, and suggested with a drunkenness: "Hey, I said, boss, how about today, let this poet sing something for us, come here every day just to drink, Otherwise, it's arm wrestling, which is really boring."

"That will wait until I finish eating." With the food in my mouth, I replied vaguely, "I just came out of the forest today, but I'm about to die of hunger."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter!" There was giggling laughter from the crowd, "Anyway, we don't have anything to do right now, so we can afford to wait!"

So I simply slowed down a bit in peace of mind to avoid choking. After I swallowed the last bit of food and drank the last sip of red wine, there was loud applause from the tavern.

"Nice drink, boy!" whistled the guy who suggested it first, "but now, it's time to tell the stories you've heard!"

I took the lyre and set it on my lap.

"Have you heard the story of the beginning of this continent?" I asked.

At the same time, my hands deftly tuned the strings of the lyre, as if with self-awareness.

"Hey, how do we know that!" came a voice from the crowd, "It's exhausting to live alone! Why don't you tell us about it!"

"Okay." My fingers nimbly played a minor tune, then I cleared my throat, and picked out a grand and huge piece of music to play.

"Sing, goddess who loves stories, who once observed the whole world! Sing of the one who waged war, stirred up desire, burned life, made death, forged hope, gathered despair, traveled through space, searched time, used wisdom, won Glorious heroes!"

I inserted the music at the right time, and the image of the black-haired and blue-eyed boy I had seen suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

I suddenly understood who he was.

That is the founder of the Sanleitner Chronicle, and that is the representative of life in the world.

When he created the Sanleitner Chronicle, almost all the agents centered on him, and he led the way forward.

He is [Caviersh Sunletta].