My curse spirit is number one in the world

There was a moon in the sky, but after a while, dark clouds covered it, suppressing the night sky.

Rumbling--

Thunder and lightning shuttled through the clouds, and soon, heavy rain fell. Xiaohumaru, who was on duty at the castle tower, watched the roof tiles and eaves bathing in the heavy rain. The bright red vertical pupils reflected the river outside the city, which divided the dry lake into a corner. .

There was a roaring sound, and the water was ferocious.

There is a core of spiritual power that supports the entire city in the castle tower. Before Yumenyuan came, there were no heavenly beings who wanted to cross the river to capture the human beings and this core of the hidden city. However, this spiritual power has been kept here for too long. All of them are knives, and Fu Sangshen's growing strength echoes his core, and he gradually acquires a strong sense of sharpness.

Before the celestial beings crossing the river hastily reached the shore, all the roots of the plants that extended were cut off by Fu Sangshen under the blessing of the core.

For hundreds of years, at most, only the Kitchen God in the sea could go around the back of the island, go ashore quietly, and hunt humans.

Now dozens of guards are placed in the castle tower, and the light of spiritual power shines through the crack of the door. It is a very soft moonlight-like color. Even in heavy rain, Xiaohumaru can still feel the light from the light. To elegant and comfortable tenderness.

Like a fallen bird, a small shadow came to the castle tower, and did not intentionally hide its whereabouts from Xiaohumaru.

The movement of the person coming was very light, Xiaohumaru looked over suspiciously, thinking it was some colleague, but it's not time to change shifts yet, who would brave the heavy rain to come up to the castle tower?

The black-haired boy stood in the rain, and before Xiaohumaru had time to step forward in surprise, he showed a smile.

Fu Sangshen's footsteps stopped abruptly, his mouth opened slightly, and he subconsciously breathed lightly.

The smile on the boy's face was very faint. Although the Fu Sangshen knew clearly that his inner soul did not match his appearance age, this smile was extremely rare.

He stood there smiling, as if the weather would disappear in the next second, the rain would disappear, the moon would be in the sky, the wet black hair would be blown by the wind, the heavy moisture would go away in an instant, and his sleeves would be refreshed.

The boy was still holding a folding fan in his hand. Apart from the fact that his figure did not match, Xiaohumaru remembered that the black-haired young man stood on the river with the sound of waves like this, raised his folding fan, and separated Kuze Island. and Hidden City.

That was Kamo Asayoshi's smile.

"When the Gion bell rings, the world is impermanent."

The boy slowly read a line of poetry, and then smiled slightly at Xiaohumaru who was frozen in place.

"I remember that the weather was still good at that time, Santiao took you out of the furnace, and when it was quenching, I jokingly poured you a glass of wine."

The folding fan lightly tapped the joints of the back of the other hand, the rhythm and the leisurely words combined to create a kind of elegant and romantic taste, that is, the appearance of a child soaked in water, the sleeves were still dripping with rain, and 99 Chao still looked like a child at this moment. A person who sits on a high place.

He moved forward slowly, his slightly raised eyes were as calm as the wind, and pretended to ask: "What kind of wine is that?"

The tall Fu Sangshen couldn't help bowing down, his chest heaving violently.

It is different from the mentality of serving the young master every time in the past. It is a kind of restrained excitement, as if the emotion that has been endured for a long time has found an outlet for release, but when he really sees someone, he is obediently leading him to bend his back .

"It's Yao Ming wine, which was specially sent by the brewers under the ghost king of Dajiang Mountain. It has been drunk by monsters in the Kanto area as a cup of wine until a thousand years later, which means attachment and sworn brotherhood."

After beating several times, the knifemaker wipes off the ashes and iron slag after the fire, and performs the final polishing.The black-haired young man stepped forward leisurely with an expression of interest, the bright red wine cup poured down, and the clear wine slid across the shiny silver blade with mighty strength.

[I remember that you have the blood of a fox, and this is also the shrine of a fox. Is this considered a blessing from the gods. 】

【You can think whatever you want, this is a thank you gift from that stove. 】As soon as the young man raised his hand, the last few drops of wine fell down, and he smiled, 【The exercise is over, do you want to have a drink together? 】

[Okay, I drank all the knives, how can I miss this drink! 】

Xiaohumaru came back to his senses, and the sound of rain rang again in his ears. He lowered his head to calm down his excitement, and then raised his head, "It seems that the memory you recovered is from the Heian era."

The corner of the slightly curved mouth of the boy in front of him suddenly raised, and the smile changed from elegant to helpless in an instant.

99 Chao dejectedly said: "The implication is that you can also see that I don't remember what happened after hell at all. It is indeed the knife that followed me from the very beginning."

Xiaohumaru stood up and corrected, "Actually, Sankaiyue was earlier than me. I was just lucky enough to be born under your witness, and I have been staying in the court since then."

"Then it should be said: You are the first Yizhengdao who met me."

Xiaohumaru watched 99 Chao gradually turn back into a familiar boy, and nodded honestly, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head at 99's wet body, found a thick haori to put on him, and said in disapproval, "Why did you come out in the heavy rain? You haven't seen us behind closed doors these days. Are you still angry with Sanriyue?"

The god judge and Sanri Yuezong had a recent quarrel, which was something that all Fusangshen in the imperial palace had been discussing these days.

There are not many fusangshen in the imperial palace now, and you can basically talk about the topic after a meal. Xiaohumaru remembers that during the lunch meal, California Qingguang was still complaining that he was lobbied by 99 before even touching the door. When he was overwhelmed, he was already looking at the new fruits in the field and planned to pick a few and send them over. In the end, he sent them away. The little god judge went to his lunch break and left again without daring to make a sound.

Those who know the nature of God's urine know well that if 99 Zhao really doesn't want to see people, he can alienate you and alienate you with any actions, and you still don't realize it.

All Fusangshen pointed the finger at Sanri Yuezong.

"However, Sanriyue didn't say anything to us. Unless Jinjian is still there, we can still ask the reason."

As a member of the Sanjo faction, Xiaohumaru is well aware of Sankaiyue's character, when he learned of the dispute between the two, he decided to honestly wait for 99 Chao to calm down, and then think about how to comfort him.

On the Tianshou Pavilion, it is raining heavily, and the fine rain weaves intermittent curtains, illuminated by the light of spiritual power, which is also beautiful.

The tall Fu Sangshen squatted in front of 99 Chao, wrapped his own body in a feather, and chatted with him.

99 Chao thought of Sanriyue, and snorted unhappily, "It's not that I'm angry, I just thought about something. I heard that you are guarding the castle tower again tonight, so I came here."

"What do you want me for?" Xiaohumaru asked.

"Repair," 99 looked at the red pupils of the fox, "Xiaohumaru, tell me the truth, how long will it take for the castle tower to repair these fusangshen?"

Xiaohumaru remained silent, without hesitating for long, and said honestly, "At least...it will take ten years."

"I can't wait that long."

99 Zhao turned back without any surprise, looking at the heavy rain, "San Riyue hopes that I can wait for the opportunity, he said that the risk is too great for me to go to Penglai now."

As a general, he would only go into battle in person in crucial battles of success or failure, but Yumonin used the city direction of Heian-kyo to arrange a huge formation. If you want to destroy the formation, you must have a professional onmyoji to do it , which means that the 99th Dynasty must go to Penglai in person.

This is actually the final battle.

But now he is in the shape of a child, a fan spirit in essence, and even the power of only one shikigami has been transformed into a black art with little power. The situation is even worse than that of Ka Mo Chaoyoshi. In hell, there is basically no one available except Fu Sangshen.

He needs to wait, but he doesn't want to wait any longer.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xiaohuwan was a little puzzled, thought about it, and said sadly, "Actually, just now Xiaohu recognized that you didn't remember all the memories, it's not because you didn't act like anything.

"You are you, Kamo Asahi-sama, even if you lose your memory, you are still our God judge. I can see that it is because your expression no longer cares about anything like before. You are concerned about an era in your heart. In the newest of times, we know that there is nothing in hell worth lingering on."

The boy turned his head and frowned at Fu Sangshen.

This is something that has never been discussed. Although he wanted to take Fu Sangshen away, this hidden city has become the same existence as Fu Sangshen's place of belonging. As a result, he denied it as a god judge. Without the place of belonging, the Fusangshen will definitely be entangled.

Maybe there are people who don't want to leave with him, but because he was busy with Penglai before, he didn't mention it.

Now Xiaohumaru spoke up, and also said that he didn't care about whether his memory recovered or not.

Three-day Yuezong is concerned about the memory of the 99th Dynasty, and he simply believes that the current 99th Dynasty is too hasty, and the time flow in hell itself is different from the current world. He waits patiently until the Fusangshen recover and his power as a fan spirit matures. Solving the Yumonyuan is the best solution.

Yumenyuan has never offended Yinli City after coming to Hell. It is the most normal strategy for our side to take advantage of this to recuperate when we are weak.

Of course, as for whether Fu Sangshen intentionally smashed the knife to prolong his stay in hell—sorry, 99 Chao never thought about this, even if there is even half a word of this thought, 99 Chao will kill him Myself, I apologize with death.

"I have a bad feeling."

99 Chao sighed, "You should know that my premonitions are sometimes very effective, but just for this reason, it is not convincing."

Xiaohumaru wanted to speak, but was interrupted by his eyes.

"So I've been thinking about one thing for the past few days. No one knows Heianjing, Yumenyuan, and Onmyoji better than me. If I go to Penglai alone, the target will be smaller and not easy to be discovered. The success rate is at least better than ours. All Fusangshen dispatches will be a little higher."

The boy took off the haori on his body and handed it back to Kokomaru.

"This is my answer to Crescent Moon's proposal."

Under Fu Sangshen's surprised and hesitant gaze, 99 Chao smiled.

"In this way, only tell the plan to Fu Sangshen who I trust the most, and cut it first and play it later, not only will it save you from having to go through life and death with me again, but it will also prevent you from disagreeing because of my decision.

"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that there is always a difficult way to get along with people. You will hesitate about such things, and create miracles in such things. Even failure is a kind of life-you have a human form. Not sure about this.

"After I'm gone, you stand up and say that I will come back, and everyone will continue to live freely in hell—'hidden' with hope."

Fu Sangshen sighed suddenly when he heard the interrogator.

"It turned out to be the original me.

"That's how I left."