Break the Dimensional Wall

As a result, before the old abbot came up with a regulation, he heard someone inform them that His Majesty the Emperor wanted to meet this eminent monk who could lift and land the magic pestle.

This matter made the abbot feel stunned. At first, he planned to spread the matter of Saitama through the people present.

This matter is indeed his selfishness, after all, it is to improve the status of the temple.

However, no matter what, it will not reach the emperor's ears so quickly.

The little novice monk who came to report saw the doubtful expression of the host, and took a step forward to explain.

"His Majesty the Emperor may be anxious because of the incident that Abe Seimei-sama lost his memory some time ago."

Speaking of recent events, the little novice's voice also sank, and subconsciously trembled, "Kyoto is not very stable recently, so His Majesty the Emperor is curious, and the man who can use the magic pestle."

Monsters are rampant, and the big Onmyoji who is most feared by monsters is temporarily unable to display the skills of the perfect victory period.Although it has been verified that Abe Seimei is still the famous onmyoji in Kyoto even if he temporarily loses his memory. His strength has been compromised, but no one can deal with it casually, but after all, he still lacks a backbone.

The host shook his head, His Majesty the Emperor was too careful.

Even if Seimei Abe has no way to preside over the overall situation for the time being, isn't there still Genji's onmyojis?

In Genji's Onmyouji, there is the legendary figure who once besieged and suppressed the monsters of Dajiang Mountain—— Minamoto Raimitsu.

"May I bother you, come with me to meet the emperor in a few days and give a scripture lecture?" If it was someone else, the old abbot would of course call him directly, but he was facing Saitama, who in his eyes had A Buddha with strong strength and heart, and they have not yet figured out a way to solve the matter that Saitama asked.

Instead, they have to owe favors. What if the adults just flicked their sleeves and left?In any case, keeping people here is the most important thing.

However, Saitama is not such a hard-to-talk person, he just raised an important question, "Teaching scriptures? I don't know how to do it."

Abbot: My lord, don't be an ass

After repeated inquiries, the abbot was really desperate, he was not a monk!

"Then why do you want to shave your head?"

Saitama: "This is my natural hair loss, not a shaved head."

Although what he sees now are a group of bald heads like him, Saitama still feels that they are different, and Saitama doesn't want to be misunderstood as a monk by them.

The abbot patted his thigh: "Sure enough, it is destined to my Buddhism!"

Saitama: "???"

The abbot: "Does my lord know how your merits and virtues come from? Such a great merit is at least the merit of saving the world."

Saitama: "Oh...I do this a lot..."

Saitama snapped his fingers and thought about it. Meteorites, Ocean King, Cosmic People... He seems to be losing count. Coupled with the various events during this period, he has participated in many things.

Even though Saitama didn't say it out loud, he told the abbot directly with the gesture of counting on his fingers what he had done.

Abbot: "My lord, are you really not from Gao Tianyuan?"

This kind of great merit is really not a god, and... that dazzling light of merit... is really... really...

Saitama: "???"

All right, no need to ask.

The host nodded knowingly, not to be entangled in this problem, the future will be long, as long as he keeps the lord, there will always be a solution.

The next day, an envoy invited Saitama and the abbot to meet the emperor together.Saitama was led by someone and also wore a monk's robe as a monk. Originally, the abbot planned to wear a luxurious cassock decorated with jade and pearls, but Saitama firmly refused.

Abbot: As expected of a Buddha, he does not covet money.

Saitama: How much will I pay if this thing breaks!

The emperor summoned Saitama just to meet the person, and nothing the abbot was worried about happened. The emperor just glanced at the person from a distance, chatted with the abbot for a few words, and let people go down.

However, the onmyoji in the onmyoji next to him was quite interested in Saitama, but he was too embarrassed to come and ask, after all, the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has always been fierce.

Saitama and the abbot came out together, and took a breath in the long corridor. In order not to cause any trouble to the abbot, he had been so sullen for a long time that he didn't dare to say anything.At this time, the imperial power is supreme, and if there is any problem with him, I am afraid that these monks will be implicated.

He doesn't have to worry about it himself, but what about the others?It's better not to cause trouble or save a little trouble.

Saitama didn't know, because he kept a sullen face and ignored other people's conversations. Others' guesses about him were also suspicious of the Buddha's angry-eyed King Kong. Didn't he say that he could dance the magic pestle?Maybe it's really that type.

It seems that Buddhism is going to produce a big fighter.

"Your Excellency, you have worked hard..." The host wiped the cold sweat from his brow, talked to Saitama, and led people out.

Saitama nodded, glanced inadvertently, and saw a woman in red clothes standing not far away. The abbot noticed Saitama's eyes, looked over and saw the woman, and immediately introduced, "That's the palace The female official, quite favored by the emperor, seems to be called... Zao girl."

Saitama nodded, he always felt that although this woman was breathtakingly beautiful, but...something was wrong...?Where is it?

The alluring woman got closer and closer, every frown and smile carried a different kind of style, her blue eyes seemed to be filled with a pool of clear spring, so deep that she couldn't see the bottom, and there was a touch of red at the corner of her eyes, which was integrated into one body.

The woman walked in front of Saitama, and Saitama realized something was wrong. Why is this woman... taller than him? ? ?

Saitama looked down subconsciously, oh ho, actually wearing ten centimeter clogs, can this really not fall?

"Holy Monk...Gui'an..." The woman walked past Saitama in a fluttering manner, leaving only a sloppy back. What, I can't say it.

There's just a... vague feeling, and for some reason, Saitama thinks they might meet again.

"My lord?" The abbot leaned over and blocked the woman's leaving back, but couldn't help muttering in his heart, although Zao girl was indeed very beautiful, why did the reincarnation of the Buddha care about skin?The red face and dry bones are but a flash.

"Oh" came back to his senses, Saitama didn't care, and went back directly with the abbot.

……

"Hey!" Saitama was inexplicably busy all day, and the person he was looking for hadn't been found at all. Saitama sat in the corridor of the temple depressed, and just sighed, something hit him on the head Things, Saitama subconsciously caught the falling things and took a closer look.

It is a wine gourd with a familiar shape, and you can hear the wine sloshing inside if you shake your hand.

"What are you doing sighing?" The red-haired monster sat on the eaves, looked down at Saitama below, and waved to him, signaling Saitama to come up and drink with him.

"... Shuten-douji?" Didn't you say you didn't come in casually?

As if he understood Saitama's eyes, Shuten-douji choked and replied confidently, "I'm done drinking!"

After drinking the wine, of course I have to go to Kyoto to buy wine!Isn't this a matter of course?

"Aren't you the ghost king of Dajiangshan?" How come you go out to buy wine by yourself, don't you have a younger brother?

"...I don't want to go back now." As soon as he thought of going back and facing the guy he didn't want to face, Shuten-douji felt a chill on the back of his neck, and he quickly shook his head, trying to forget about it. "Come up, let's have a drink."

Just as he was talking, Saitama rolled over on the roof, "How do you know I'm here?"

"Heh, your business traveled all over the capital overnight."

Saitama: I don't want to know at all.

After taking the jug from Shuten-douji, Saitama gulped down the wine, before he finished drinking, he heard a strange roar from the air, and then Shuten-douji grabbed Saitama's arm.

"I want to hide!"

Saitama: "???"

WTF?

Before he could ask a question, Saitama saw Shuten-douji slipping and jumping into the grass below.In the next second, a fiery figure also stood in front of Saitama.

With long silver hair, the arrogant monster stood in front of him, looking down at Saitama who was sitting on the roof, with a proud tone, "Human, have you seen my best friend?"

"..." Saitama opened his mouth, he was attracted by the eyes of this white-haired monster.

Extreme black, gilt gold pupils.

At that moment, he seemed to see another man with such pupils, who was also lonely and arrogant, chasing something he couldn't see.

"Human?" Ibaraki Doji frowned slightly, as if wondering why Saitama had such a strange expression, and why this human looked nostalgic.

"Who are you?" Saitama asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, have you seen a good friend?" The other party didn't mean to answer Saitama's question, and was obsessed with getting an answer.

Hmm... Such a strange guy must have had some strange sense of sight just now.Saitama scratched his head and replied directly, "I haven't seen it."

Ibaraki Doji didn't seem to believe it, but he looked around and felt that it might be his illusion. The tip of his nose twitched as if he smelled something, his eyes lit up, he looked in one direction and shouted loudly, "Best friend!!"

With that said, the whole person flew out.

"Huh..." After confirming that Ibaraki Doji had gone far away, Shuten crawled out from the grass, ran back to the roof, and patted Saitama on the shoulder, "Thank you just now."

But Saitama didn't seem to hear this sentence, he seemed to be distracted, Shuten-douji patted him again, and then suddenly regained his senses.Stop looking at the figure who has run away, "By the way, it seems that there is no way to find the person I am looking for here, do you have any other suggestions?"

"You went to the wrong place at the beginning. Buddhist bald donkeys are not good at divination. You should go to an onmyoji. Oh, that's Abe Seimei's mansion over there. Although I don't like that guy, but... I still think he's strong." Approved." Shuten-douji curled his lips, picked up his drinking gourd, and waved to Saitama, he wanted to leave this troublesome place before Ibaraki appeared. "I'll go first!"

After confirming the direction, Saitama nodded, "...Abe Seimei? Let's go!"