My curse spirit is number one in the world

The warbler Meikou is talking about is an ordinary yellow warbler bird. Its yellow feathers are downy and soft, and its singing is like a bell in spring.

She was born early, and influenced by the aura of the Sugawara mansion, she is not afraid of the cold in winter. In the cold season, there are very few plants that are not afraid of the cold, only Mei standing alone in the courtyard.

The petite warbler jumped on the bright red branch and sang softly, and the two got to know each other.

As I said before, Mei who came to this world is chaotic, she doesn't even know how long she has lived, and she has been in hell.

She told Abe Seimei in a little girl's aggrieved voice.

She would fall asleep after each flowering period, and would wake up in the next winter, and the warbler would come back to accompany her every winter.

Year after year, about ten years have passed, because this place used to be the mansion of Michizane Sugawara, a little oriole seemed to have lived through its due age through spirituality, and returned every year when the snow fell like an appointment. In the courtyard, it didn't seem so strange.Daozhen's descendants would also often tell his servants and maids not to play tricks on that warbler.

At the beginning of spring, listening to the melodious singing of Yingying, watching the old snow of falling plums, and the early spring of new buds, the nobles like these scenery, don’t they, find it very interesting, and sing a few Japanese songs, which also correspond to the name of the Hongmei Temple.

Probably one day, the free-spirited Ying and Mei were talking about things outside the courtyard, saying that she was in a big house, when she heard a sharp voice coming from behind the heavy curtain, although she was startled, But also very strange.

It was the cry of a bird, so sharp and so far away, it should only be made by a big bird.

Most of the places where Ying went in and out were the residences of nobles and ministers. At most, I have seen Suzaku Avenue with ox carts. I have heard such a sound, but I have never seen a huge bird, so it is not surprising.

Curiosity overcame fear, Ying wanted to see more of the big bird behind the curtain, but the curtain was too heavy for her to fly in.

When I got back, I told May about it.

The little yellow warbler chirped and asked, had Mei ever seen a bird that was so big that it could make such a sound.

Mei said, I have the impression that there are many strange birds in a place full of flowers, all of which are very big, but they are not as beautiful as the warblers, and their voices are not as good as the warblers.

What Mei is talking about is the false Penglai, the hell full of flowers.But she couldn't remember where it was, she just thought it wasn't a good place, so she didn't want Ying to see the so-called big bird.

She was afraid that Ying would be bullied.

But Ying was really curious, and the two little girls started arguing as soon as they came and went. Ying didn't come to find Mei for a long time, until that dark day, when Mei looked at the blue-gray fence, she finally saw a small yellow shadow looking towards her from a distance. Flying by itself, flapping its fluffy yellow wings hastily.

"Mei, I saw it!" Ying cried, "That's—"

May looked at her in surprise.

Under the moonlight, a group of black shadows suddenly rose from behind the fence, turned into a monster that resembled a giant snake tens of feet in length, and opened its mouth behind Ying Ying.

【warbler!warbler! 】 Mei cried.

The monster was like a three-dimensional shadow, it only appeared for a moment, Mei didn't see what it was doing, but the small yellow shadow in her sight disappeared as if it never existed.

The plants on the fence that were withered due to the cold seemed to have been grabbed by a big black palm, leaving only traces that made people feel cold.

The red plums shake off the color of the branches, and the soft petals fall into the mud and snow, soaking up the winter chill.

【warbler! 】

The phoenix fire of the first day made the chaotic plum clear for a moment in this fright. From that day on, she insisted on refusing to sleep. Winter went to spring, spring to summer solstice, and the continuous rain knocked down countless petals of her. in full bloom.

It has been opened for half a year, and it is summer, so the obvious weirdness cannot be ignored.

After receiving the suggestion, Sugawara's family invited the white-haired onmyoji who has been very popular in Beijing recently to deal with it.

Onmyoji's Xueyue's white hair and blue eyes appeared under the red plums, and everyone in the Sugawara family couldn't help but admire him.

However, being able to talk to non-human beings is still frightening. After just one glance, they all looked away, peeping a little, and it seemed that Abe Seimei's existence was even more supernatural.

After clarifying the reason with the current head of the Sugawara family, Abe Seimei said that he needed some time to find the warbler. The young nobleman thanked him again and again, watching him leave the mansion with his sleeves fluttering, and lamented that he was not like a person in this world.

Abe Seimei went straight to the back of Kamo's house, clutching the thick fur on the fox's back, meditating in the rain.

After hearing Mei's complaint, the emotion in his heart became inexplicable.

No one expected Ying to encounter an accident later, but Mei was also worried about each other all the time, so she didn't see each other because of petty quarrels for no reason.

But put it on himself and He Mao Chaoyi... Even if it might not be considered a "small" matter, the young Onmyoji suddenly realized that he shouldn't do this.

From the first time he saw Kamo Asayoshi, Abe Seimei had many confused things. At first, he missed the opportunity and couldn't talk about it. Such problems accumulated more and more.The young man is too casual and transparent. Whenever he tries to get an answer, he will be easily resolved by the other party with a sentence or two.

He Mao Chaoyi's carefree treatment often made the young Onmyoji feel unfair. Even after he expected his own flaws to be discovered, he understood that he would be sad for it, and he didn't care about himself at all, just wondering why he was still angry.

So Abe Seimei's staying away may not only be because he wants to escape, but also because he refuses to admit this unfairness.

So childish.

Onmyoji thought to himself, he is really too naive.

It is obviously me who has made great ambitions, wants to become a great onmyoji, and wants to know his name, so shouldn't I be the one who should move forward.

How can it be like a warbler who has never seen a big bird in flight, only to realize that Yijumei is still waiting for her?

Passing through the wet forest leaves, Abe Seimei fell from behind Hakuzō, and walked towards the ventilated house hidden behind the tree as usual.

The drizzle was silent, only the sound of water dripping on the bluestone after converging on the eaves. The grass and trees blocking the road were already familiar with the breath of Onmyoji, and they were slowly dumped aside when the white sleeves like crane feathers swept by.

Panting lightly, Abe Seimei glanced over, only to find that Kamo Asayoshi was not there.

A blue bamboo flute was placed horizontally on the dark wooden corridor floor, as if waiting for him to pick it up, with a slight streamer flashing across the surface of the flute.

It is impossible to say not to lose.

Abe Seimei stepped forward and stepped into the corridor, looked around carefully again, and confirmed that there was indeed no one here, then sat down on the ground a little dejectedly, and picked up the bamboo flute.

When Xiaobai jumped into the corridor, he immediately became smaller, shook the water off his body, and moved towards his master.

Thinking about Mei and Ying, although the young onmyoji didn't think that He Mao Chaoyi would be taken away by anyone, he also felt a pang of anger in his heart.

He Mao Chaoyi's spiritual power was not strong, but there were never many monsters around him. He remembered that when he saw each other for the first time and the second time, the noises he made were all conveyed by the little monsters that were invisible to the naked eye around the young man. I understand that many times, Kamo Choyoshi relies on these little spirits to hear and see the world.

In his chapped eyes, there was never any pain or resentment. What kind of things did he go through before to be in his current state, and how long did he go through to become what he is now? figure.

The Onmyoji lowered his eyelashes in the corridor, half hiding the surging emotions in his eyes.

Relying on the mantra of "coming for you", it's really childish to play such an angry move.

"Xiaobai, you stay here."

Abe Seimei suddenly turned sideways and patted Xiaobai's head, "When he comes back, tell him that I took the flute, and I will often go to Heiye Mountain to learn music from Daitengu and Yaoqin master, and when I am finished, I will play it for him , let him evaluate how it is."

Xiaobai touched the boy's hand before raising his head, "Is it really not necessary for Xiaobai to follow Master Qingming?"

The Onmyoji shook his head lightly, "Recently there have been rumors of a vixen making trouble. The teacher is in charge, and I have no plans to travel far. Maybe I will go to the palace to do some rituals."

Since the snow disaster on Higashiyama Road, there have been continuous natural disasters in various states and countries around Heiankyo, such as freezing snow, storms, shipwrecks, droughts... and thunderstorms have also occurred frequently, which is very strange. Looking at the details of the situation, I always vaguely feel that although these disasters did not come as a surprise, at a certain moment, they seemed to be like a big net, linking up and surrounding the capital.

And the nobles in the palace are hurting the spring and the autumn, and they can't reach out so many hands for relief. People's curses will continue to flow to Ping An Jing.

Yinyangliao works hard as always, and can't sleep at night.

Abe Seimei comforted Xiaobai, "Don't worry, it's not an unprecedented situation that disasters continue year after year. I also want to solve Mei's matter for Sugawara House. You help me here. When he comes back, he usually won't go out for too long .”

Xiaobai nodded.

……

The wind howled.

The huge black scythe harvests the ghosts walking in panic in the mountains and forests. The pain of unjust death makes them not know where they came from or where they are going. They just cry and cry day and night, claiming the lives of passers-by.

The ghost messenger of hell harvested a few more waves like mowing grass, and then lowered his arms and stood the sickle by his side, his eyebrows furiously knotted into a knot, "There are too many, even the sea country did not die decades ago. There are so many people, the Underworld will not be able to take them in. They all wander into these mountains and rivers, and they are easy to be swallowed by monsters."

The white ghost envoy raised the soul-calling banner, turned over the souls harvested by his companions and put them into the banner, and released them after returning to the underworld.

If the souls of the dead cannot go to the underworld properly, accumulating grievances in the human world will not only harm others and themselves, but also be easily eaten by monsters, and they will not be able to reincarnate.But people who died in vain are too painful, do not remember where they came from, and are easy to get lost. The work of ghosts is to take back these souls.

The black-haired young man brushed aside the branches and vines in the forest, walked out from the shadows, slowly put his hands back into his sleeves, and said in a low voice, "The chaos in the sea country... After all, it's the monster's side, how could there be a catastrophic disaster."

This is near Danba Mountains, some distance from Heian-kyo, the mountains are steep and dangerous, and businessmen often have to detour.If it is not urgently needed, I will never go to the dangerous cliffs, but recently there happened to be a caravan that was going to send goods from the Tang Dynasty to Heianjing.

The black ghost envoy looked at Kamo Asayoshi, and his tone was not kind, but he was treating the matter rather than the person, "So human beings are really troublesome..."

He Mao Chaoyi hehe, I don't recognize this map gun.

Don't be a ghost and forget that you have also been a human being.

The white ghost messenger didn't have the brother's habit of being blind to details, because the young man pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Man-made disaster?"

Even if he was greedy for profit or was urged by the nobles in Beijing, but the caravan was killed... shouldn't it be because of a natural disaster?

He didn't think He Mo Chaoyoshi would make such a slip of the tongue.

He looked under the tree, and as expected, Kamo Asayoshi stopped bickering with the black ghost, met his gaze, and laughed quietly.